Chapter One.

After 10 years of marriage, my sex life with my wife had become flat and unimaginative. Judith had always been a beauty, with her blonde hair, lithe dancers body and large soft pillowy breasts that hang heavy on her petite ribcage. And she had quite a penchant from day one for teasing my thick seven inch cock. But after a while of easy access to her body, sex was lackluster. We married later than many of our friends, and I though at first, by 38 year old body was simply unable to generate the kind of lust I felt as a young man. I know different now. One night after a particularly long day at work I was barely able to get it up, and then unable to finish. We lay side by side, her hand holding my flagging erection

“I have been planning to talk to you about this tonight,” she said, looking deeply into my eyes. “I’m a very horny woman David, and I know I’m sexy. In fact I turn down offers from men at work all the time. “

Her words shocked me a bit I guess, but I wasn’t really surprised. As a prominent artist and dancer in our Southern California community, Judith had access to some of the most beautiful bodies anywhere. Her commanding demeanor on and off the dance floor draws both men and women around her like moths to the flame. Even though she is several years my senior, her body evokes lust in almost everyone who sees her. I used to myself. “So, I said, “ dreading what might come next,” let’s talk.”

“Maybe we need to try something new to get you going big boy.” She leaned in close so she could breathe the words sexily into my ear.

“Like what? Swinging?” Se laughed in reply

“What? You think I’d bring one of my girlfriends over so we could both be disappointed?” Her words felt like a spear of ice into my chest, and my penis felt smaller than ever. “Besides, I want you to get hard for me, not some other slut.”

“Well, what then?”

“ I think it’s time I took charge of your sex.” Something in the way she said those words; wicked, teasing, yet obviously serious, sent a shock of adrenaline through my body. I felt my cock begin to rise in her hand. Her teasing fingers continued engorging me until I was harder than I’d felt in years.

“Mmmm. Well I can tell someone agrees.” She sat up and turned on her bedside lamp, taking a bottle of lube and a sheaf of papers from the drawer, then knelt on the bed facing my renewed hard-on. The light from behind her gave her a blonde halo, but her face stayed shadowed and un readable. She drizzled lube over my shaft, it’s coldness making me gasp. I reached for her, but she pushed my hand away firmly. “No baby, “ she said, “I’m in charge now.”

“But.”

“Don’t speak.” Before I could protest, he left hand began stroking my swollen shaft, circling slowly up to the head and back down to the base in a silky rhythm. Kneeling above me in the warmth of the lamplight, her nipples jutting from flushed breasts, blue eyes glistening with excitement, Judith’s beauty was breathtaking, almost frightening. I thought I saw a slight look of pity for me cross her face.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a while David. Planning this conversation. I guess I should have told you sooner, but now I’ve passed the point of no return. I can’t stay in this marriage the way it is.” I looked up into her gorgeous face, for a trace of humor or irony, but saw only cold resolve. It felt surreal to think of living my life without her, and my first instinct was to beg her not to go, but something in me sensed it was far too late for that. I wondered if the sheaf of papers lying face down was a separation agreement. She’d been spending a lot of time with her lawyer friend Blaise, and now I felt certain she had planned the evening to include this moment. But why was she stroking my cock? In any case, her tender ministrations were keeping utter panic at bay.

“Poor boy. You’re trembling.” she said, with a cold smile. ”You should be scared; I’m getting ready to offer you a very difficult choice.”

“There are two sets of legal contracts in this pile, both drawn up by Blaise Howard. “ Judith’s friend Blaise was a powerful and well liked attorney, and I feared the very worst. Still her stroking made my cock swell to new heights.

She leaned forward suddenly, and I felt her cushy breasts against my thigh as she licked my balls, while continuing to stroke my cock. ”Mmmm, that’s my little man,” she said between licks. ”Your balls are getting nice and tight, she said, swirling her soft tongue across my scrotum. I n spite of the tension, I began arching my hips in time to her strokes, ass cheeks clutching as I prepared to jet my load in the hardest orgasm I’d had in five years, when she suddenly sat up and released my shaft. In desperation I reached for my cock to finish myself off.

Oh no you don’t she said, pinning my wrists to the bed. It’s a drag to be so close isn’t it? Now you know what I feel like when you roll over and go to sleep.” She smiled dryly. Besides, I’ll get you off in a minute. But you have to keep your hand clean to sign one of these documents. And you have to decide now.

“This pile she said, moving one packet aside, is a separation agreement, saying you’ll leave the house tomorrow. You’ll get half of everything, and I’ll get a new stud to start fucking me good like you used to.” I felt a tear slide down my cheek. She responded by beginning to slowly stroke my shaft again. ”There is another choice lover, but that will change your life even more.” She leaned in and kissed me deeply. her tongue in my mouth and her hand on my cock bringing me to the brink of ecstasy again before she tore her lips away.

“This pile, is a strict, legally binding contract that converts you from my husband, into my sexual servant for the period of one year. If you sign it willingly, your body and it’s every function will become mine to control until next year on this date. You will serve and pleasure me at my demand, and I will use your pleasure as I like, to control your will. You will never initiate sex, never be allowed to masturbate or orgasm without permission.” Her insistent stroking was driving me insane, as she continued to hold me on the edge.

“The contract makes your body my legal property, to do anything I choose with short of actually killing you, which you know I would never do. Under it you have no rights except the right to serve me. You should have seen Blaise and I making out the terms. Before we were half way through, we both had our skirts up around our waists, masturbating.”

The vision of my beautiful wife, masturbating with her gorgeous friend made my head swim. In the back of my mind, I knew the erotic manipulation was meant to make me sign away my life with ease, but I tried to keep a level head.

“What happens at the end of the year?”

“You may leave or stay, but once you have fulfilled my ultimate desire, I will bring home any woman you desire for pleasure.”

“Any woman? What makes you think they’d come.”

“With a tongue like yours, they’ll keep cumming. They’ll come for the services you give me. And after a years practice, you’ll be even better.” She gave my cock another long stroke and looked mischievously into my eyes.

Visions of a future with this gorgeous dominating woman spun in my head. And I imagined making love with all her friends at the end of the next year. “You have 30 seconds to decide. Which one will you sign?”

She pitched me a pen with her clean hand. “At the end of 30 seconds, I’m walking out, and I’ll serve you separation papers by Sherriff tomorrow.” One more lingering stroke of my cock. I looked at the woman before me. Most men would make any sacrifice to serve such a goddess. I grabbed the slave contract as the seconds ticked away, trying desperately to read it, find the signature line. As I signed I looked up into Judith’s ecstatic face. Her fingers were busily working her clit, staring at the pen in my hand, as she shuddered into a huge orgasm. “Oh God, slave, oh God, you finally got me off good.”

“Now, does my cock want to cum?” For a minute, the words didn’t register, but then I understood she had been anticipating this decision from the start.

“Yes, please.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes Mistress.” She grabbed my swollen meat, and began stroking fast and firm, her other hand teasing my tight ball-sack. As I began bucking, I felt a well lubed finger slip up my ass, and I screamed in ecstasy, shooting jet after jet of cum across my chest and belly. It was the best orgasm of my life up to that point. But it was a costly one, as I was soon to find out just how radically my life had just changed, not only for a year, but forever.

Chapter Two

As the last spasms of my orgasm subsided, Judith stood above the bed, fingers idly rubbing her pussy, clutching the signed contract. She was more beautiful than I ever remembered her before. My fat cock lay across my stomach in a puddle of cum and lube, still twitching with aftershocks.

“Mmmm. My cock looks so good,” she said with a moan. “I’m glad you gave it up for me.” Despite having just cum, I felt my shaft stirring again, towards full hardness. “I see you’re enjoying the idea as well. The cock should belong to the wife, don’t you think Blaise?” I started as the closet door swung open to reveal Blaise, dressed in a baby-doll nightie that clung to her perfect natural c-cups, her puffy areole visible through the thin fabric.

“Yes. It’s so much hotter that way.” She smiled mischievously. “Oh, I borrowed one of your nighties. Watching you rope him in made me so hot, I had to get out of those work clothes. I almost forgot I’m here for business first.” She reached into the walk in closet, and retrieved her briefcase. “Wow, just look at that cock!” said Blaise, eyes focusing on my crotch.

Her words startled me from my dreamlike state, and I reached to cover my raging hard-on. Judith slapped my hand away, and gave me a stern, hard look. “Did I say you could touch my property?“

“Judith…” The second slap came to my face, so hard tears came to my eyes. “First slave, you will only speak when spoken to, and then you will refer to me as mistress.”

“Yes, mistress.” I found myself already descending into slavedom.

“Good boy. Now, shut-up and watch, as Blaise ends your life as a man. You see slave, no contract can be valid without a witness.” Blaise signed and dated the document with a flourish, then clicked open her case and retrieved her notary seal. “Help me,” she said seductively to Judith. She held the document steady for Judith. “That’s it, right there. Now just squeeze.”

She had leaned close to Blaise, their cheeks pressed together as the document was sealed. I realized with a start that Judith was not simply cuddling naked with her friend, but had continued masturbating while sealing the document. Blaise slid the document into her case, and spun the combination on the lock. “There. His cock is legally your property.”

Judith slid her arms around Blaise’s waist, and lifted the nightie over her head. Their mouths locked in a deep kiss, that parted slightly so that I could see their tongues intertwining. Blaise pushed back her shoulder length red hair, and bent down to suck Judith’s nipple into her mouth. The two women intertwined, cunts pressing into each other’s thighs, Blaise’s hard nipples penetrating into the soft flesh of Judith’s pillowy breasts.

I watched in fascination. My wife had never expressed any bisexual desires, but now she was practically devouring her beautiful friend. I watched as she trailed kisses sensuously down Blaise’s belly, finally parting the fine red hairs of her cunt with a pointed tongue. I watched in fascination as Blaise’s red lacquered nails wove through my wife’s short blonde hair, pulling her Judith’s face into her crotch with a throaty moan. It was a scene from my wildest fantasy, and my cock felt as if it would split its skin with the hardest erection of my life. I reached down and started fervently stroking my bulging shaft. I was very close to cumming when Blaise opened her green eyes and saw me. “Jude, he’s doing it again.”

She reluctantly pulled her head from between Blaise’s legs and shot me a chilling look . “ Slave, let go of my cock now” she said, standing and stepping toward the bed, “and I’ll go easy on you.” My expression must have told her I didn’t take her too seriously, because in the next moment she sent a hard slap to my balls. I curled into a fetal position. “I mean it. That belongs to me and only me now, and I’d hate to damage it…” she paused to let her words take effect,” but I will if I have to. There is no acceptable time for you to play with my cock without permission. “

“Yes mistress.”

“If you cum without permission, of if you fail to make me cum on demand, you will loose your rights to orgasm. So you can see, there are serious penalties for fucking up.”

“Yes Mistress.” She walked into the bathroom and returned with a washcloth.

“Stand up and clean-up.” I gave my dick and aching balls a quick bath, trying my best not to achieve erection again, despite Blaise’s flirtation with Judith.

“You see, I anticipated this problem slave, so I bought you this,” she said pulling a black plastic bag from under the bed. “Put it on. Now.”

In the bag was a strange leather harness with a metal tube barely longer than my flaccid cock curving down from where my penis would be encased. The bottom of the tube was secured by a pair of chains passing between my legs and under each cheek of my ass to the back of the wide leather waist belt.

“A chastity belt?”

“Custom made for you. Put it on.” The slight tumnesence of my cock made it impossible to fit down the narrow tube.

“Here, let me help,” said Blaise devilishly, “kneeling before me and putting her mouth over the piss hole at the closed end of the tube. I saw her cheeks pull in as she literally sucked my cock into place in the tube.

“You know, I always though it would be fun to suck you.” she said, bending forward to let her tongue flicker across my balls, while Margret secured the locking waist belt with a tamper proof padlock. I groaned as my cock tried to erect within the tight confines of the tube, but was frustrated.

“I think it’s the perfect size, don’t you slave? My cock is so safe I doubt a locksmith could open this belt without this key.” She hung it around her neck on a thin silver chain. She let it dangle between her tits, pressing the soft mounds together around it like he had around my cock so many times in the past. If you want to be getting out of that belt tonight you’d better work hard to make sure I cum good. Lie down.”

I lay on the floor as she squatted over my face, and said” lick me slave, while I get my lover off.” Blaise stepped forward, and Judith buried her face in Blaise’s cunt once again, then lowered herself fully on to my face. The taste of her cunt sent a surge of blood to my cock, but to no avail. I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life, and utterly unable to act. I reached down desperately, but could not even feel my had on the outside of the metal tube. I ate my wife/mistress like a man possessed, maddened by lust. I moaned in frustration, and heard the women laugh.

“Poor boy, “ said Blaise, “I think your cock is giving him trouble.” Judith’s only reply was to reach down and fondle my ball sack, seemingly relishing the helplessness of my steel encased cock. “ And this is just the beginning.”

She rode down hard on my face, shuddering in orgasm, her moans of delight muffled by her friend’s pussy. “Good slave,” she said, patting my head like a dog as she rose. “Now, finish Blaise.“

Blaise’s cunt was wet with her own lube and my mistresses spit, and had a sweet, musky rose scent. Whatever lust was already boiling in my loins, the taste of Blaise’s cunt redoubled. I recalled the many masturbation session I had had, my fist gliding smoothly over my raging shaft, as I fantasized about sliding my cock into Blaise’s sweet cunt. The suits she wore to our summer pool parties had caused me more than one embarrassing erection. But now, to have my face buried in her musky thatch, helpless even to touch myself….

I worked her cunt with a growing desperation, tracing the labia, then swirling my tongue around the swollen glans of her substantial clit. Even more lust flooded me as Judith reminded me she was watching, and had also had the pleasure of Blaise’s cunt. “You know I love to suck her clit. Don’t you slave? It’s much bigger than mine.” Blaise cried out, cunt grinding roughly down on my face, my lips sucking her pulsing clit deeply in, until she pushed me away.

“Mmmm. You know, he is very good at that. He hardly needs a cock really.”

“It’s a good thing,” said Judith, with an icy smile. ”I don’t miss it at all tonight.” Come on, lets give him his reward. Lie on your back on the bed slave. I lay back , content I was to be released finally from the hellish prison of the chastity belt. Judith beckoned Blaise between my legs, and together, the two of them began to bathe my scrotum and ass with their soft tongues, sucking my full balls into their mouths, teasingly licking around my thighs, and Blaise, wickedly staring into my eyes as she deep throated the curved metal of the chastity belt, letting the metal warm in her hot mouth. Finally they rolled me over on my belly, and I felt the key being dragged over my ass cheeks, followed by Blaise’s hot tongue on my puckered ass hole. Judith rubbed her breasts all over my body, flicking her tongue into my ear. I was writhing on the bed, desperately trying to find some means of stimulating my hopelessly encased member. Finally I could take no more.

“I can't take it! Judith, let me out of this thing.” Silence. I realized my mistake at once. “Mistress, please.”

“I’m sorry slave. No second chances. And no cum tonight.”

“But you can’t leave me in here.”

“Actually I can do whatever I want to do since you signed your cock away for me. And the man who made the belt assures me it’s safe to wear for months.”

“Months,” I choked, realizing the precarious position I was in. “Please Mistress, I beg your forgiveness.”

“You’ll have another try tomorrow evening. Now slave, get into the kitchen and make us some coffee. We’ll be out very soon, to discuss the full details of your contract. Don’t keep us waiting.” I headed for the kitchen instantly, but not before hearing my new Mistress say, “Come-on baby, let’s have one more cum while we’re waiting.” The sound of their loving followed me down the hall, as I tried to adjust to my new situation. Two beautiful, naked women in my bed, and me, rejected, sent away without a cum!

I hoped things would get better...