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The Clink of Three Glasses - 11/9/2004 7:51:12 AM   
NMSilverFox


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Jim and Diane were an interesting couple. And they had met 4 years prior through online contact. Diane had been discovering the art of cooking in her online surfing. Jim was just looking for a good lay.

They bantered in chat about all kinds of topics. Engaging in very personal hopes dreams fantasies and fears.

Eventually they met. Played a few times and fell in love. The sex was fairly normal with a bit of kink involved. But nothing reckless.

The ceremony was normal. A wedding in a park on a warm sunny day. The couple settled into a blissfull marital state. And life became as it always does. Normal.

As life does, Diane had pretty much left her early femdom fantasies for normal life. Though the couple remained childless by choice. Life had them busy. After a few years ... Well you've heard the joke im sure. "Whats the difference between a job and a wife?.. After three years the job still sucks." Even sex had become infrequent and mundane.

Everything changed however when Diane was cleaning the house and found need of a screwdriver from Jims shop. He kept it pretty cluttered and she had to look around for one. "How does he find anything?!" She wondered as she searched the drawers.

Her eyes bulged with her mouths gasp when she found the magazines. Not just porn mind you. No-no these werent the normal playboys and stud books. Diane pulled out about 10 magazines regarding male bondage and female domination.

As she leafed through them. Her shock slowly turened to anger. With the need for the screwdriver she gone. She gathered up the magazines and took them inside the house.

She sat down at the kitchen table where she had dropped her find and almost started to cry. Her eyes looked at them. Her mind wondering one question. Why? Diane picked up one called "DDL. Dominants Directory Limited." Flipping more than casually. Reading many but not nearly all of the national postings for dominant females. "Has he?" She said to her self.

Not really knowing what to do Diane called a girlfriend of hers who she knew had spoken about. "Her lovely boy." Upon nervously telling her friend about her discovery followed by. "What am I going to do Lisa? "I'm so livid and confused."

"Do you love Jim?" Lisa asked. Her silence awaited answer.

"Yes.. He is all I've ever wanted."

"How soon does he get home from work?"

"In about 6 hours. Usually around Five Thirty... Six if he's running late.

"Wonderful Dear. Say no more. Put the magazines just where you found them. I'll be by in about 20 minutes. You and I are going shopping."

Two weeks had gone by since Dianes discovery. Lisa said it was imperitive that they be totally prepared to excicute their plans

The women had just gotten back from one of their many shoping trips. They found that Jim had come home early from work. Diane was nervous. "Don't worry Diane I'll be right behind you. Just remember what we discussed."

When they walked in Jim was sitting on the couch drinking a beer. Watching the news.

"Hi Honey!" He said. "Oh.. Hi Lisa how are you." Jim rose politely at the entrance of the visitor.

"I'm good Jim. How are you?" Her smile to him seemed quite different than the last time he had seen her. There was a preditory friendliness. Though she remained alloof physically. Diane kissed him. "Jim? Could you excuse Lisa and I for a while. We need to girl talk."

"Sure no problem. You know me and girl talk." Jim grinned a joking smile. "I'll just be out in the shop fiddling."

She smiled and kissed him sweetly. "Ok hon. We'll start dinner."
Jim retreated to his workshop. The women went to work pulling out the things they had purchased. Lisa set some water boiling on the stove. Diane started cooking some spagetti sauce. And they discussed their plans for Jim. Soon they were ready.

"Still nervous?" Lisa asked her friend.

"A bit. I'm so glad you're here to back me up."

"I'll be right behind you ready to help. Be happy Diane. It's his turn to cry and be confused."

The two women enter the garage shop with Diane in the lead. Jim turns off his bandsaw as the women enter.

" Hi Girls!' Jim's greeting is hearty.

" Hi Jim. Diane walks over to the work bench where she found the magazines. " I was looking for a screwdriver today and couldnt find it."

"Oh it's right over here." Jim walks to the bench and opens a drawer revealing all of his drivers but one. "Where is it?" he asks shuffling through the drawer."

"Perhaps in another drawer? Maybe this one." Diane points to the one with the magazines.

"No.. No way it would be in there." Jim puts up a week defense.

"Why don't you just open it up and find out. "Quips Lisa from behind.

Jim is obviously nervous as small beads of sweat form on his brow. "Look when I last used it I know I didn't put it in there."

"How would you know with the state of this place Jim?" Diane asks sweetly. She bends down and opens the drawer. There lay the missing screwdriver at top the collection of magazines. "What have we here?" She says in mock discovery. Jim tries to go for the magazines but she has them in one hand along with the screwdriver in the other. "What have you been doing?!" Hinting at the obvious conjecture.

"I.. " Jim stammers."

"YOU WHAT!" Lisa shouts

"I I'm sorry..." I never knew that driver was there honestly.

"You've been lying and dishonest with me hiding your secrets."

"Lisa I'm sorry could you please leave so my wife and I can talk?"

"Lisa is staying right here. Take off your clothes."

"WHAT!!" Jim protests. "I will not!"
Diane turns to the more experienced Lisa who smiles. Sensing her moment Lisa reels back with a foot and lands it hard against Jims unsuspecting crotch.

"WHAT THE FU..uffggg!!!!" Jim grasps his loins and drops to the floor fetally.

"Take off your clothes like the lady said! Or do I need to remind you again?" Lisa stands over him. Her unpantied crotch visable as her foot rises up and presses gently against his face. "I would obey if i were you bitch. It looks like your fantasy just came true." She gently nudges his nose with her shoe toe. Removing her foot and steps back.

"James Robert McNally. Take off your clothes. Or we will remove them for you." Diane has renewed confidence at seeing her argumentitive husband suddenly helpless on the floor. His painfull stupified look is all she needs to know she has won. The women stand and watch Jim slowly remove all of his clothes.

"What are you going to do Diane?"

"Watch." She waives the magazines up in in a wave. Motioning him to get up and head inside.

Lisa holds the door and slaps his ass as he moves inside. "Don't even try it James." Her look at him finishes the statement clearly.

Jim had thoughts of rebellion if for only a moment. Dispite his sudden painful taking down he had glared at her as he passed.

The two women followed him inside walking together. Lisa was all smiles as Jim moved sheepishly in front of them.

"I didn't know he had such a nice ass." Lisa whispered mirthfully with her arm around Diane for moral support. "How you doin hon?"

"Nervous Lisa. But determined."

"Good." Lisa gave her waist an encouraging squeeze. "Let's do this."

Lisa fell back and pulled out her cell phone. "You two go on. I have to make a phone call."

Diane moved into the kitchen with Jim who was clearly unaware of what was about to happen.

"What's this?" Asked jim with much curiosity yet not as firm a tone as his usual demeanor.

Diane dropped the magazines on the floor at Jims feet and went to the large shopping bag on the kitchen counter. Placing her hand inside the bag. "What you've always wanted James." Her hand witdrew holding a leather slave collar and a padlock. "Kneel down right there."

"I won't!" came Jims angry reply.

"Kneel down in front of those magazines James. DO IT NOW!"

"No honey. This is crazy lets talk baby please?"

Diane walked up to him and dropped the collar and lock on the floor atop the mags. Then she did something Jim did not expect at all. She slapped his face hard. She glared angrilly into his eyes. " Do as you are told James or get out right now and don't come back. I've had it! You have been lying to me. Afraid to share your desires with me. So now that the jigs up I am taking over.

Neither one of them knew that Lisa had been standing back watching this encounter. Waiting to see how the tide would turn.

A moment of pregnant tension moved languidly by and Jim was the first to show response. A tear went down his cheek and he slowly knelt on the cold kitchen tile directly in front of the bondage magazines.

Lisa came into the room and reached into the bag removing a pair of handcuffs. She pointed to the collar. "Put it on please?"

Jim could only look up at the two women who stood before him and observe their imperious gaze. Haltingly he took the collar and placed it about his own neck. Snapping the hasp of the lock onto he D ring clasp.

Lisa moved next in a flash. Taking his hands and cuffing them behind him. "You are not to speak unless directed to understand Jim?"

"Ummm yes I understand."

"Wrong answer!" Lisa nodded to Diane who handed her a rubber ball gag which she forced into Jims mouth and harnessed it behind his head. Diane took a leash from the bag. Attaching it to Jims collar and held it tightly drawing him to a stand. At the same time she moved him to stand with his back against the kitchen counter and kicked his legs apart. She tied the end of the leash to a cabinet door while Lisa produced a blindfold which she put over Jims eyes.

The two women stood back and observed the new slaves state. Diane noticed his trembling. "Good It's time you were afraid darling." She said sweetly, while Lisa pulled out the final item from the bag.

Jims mind was racing. He had no clue what was about to happen to him. The fear inside him nearly made his knees buckle but the taut leash on his collar kept him up. He felt hands grasp his penis.
A slick oily substance soon covered his genitals and something metalic was place around his still soft cock. Jim winced as the hasp of a metal cuff clicked tightly around his root.

"umff?.. umff mm ffuffum?"

"In answer to your question love, you are now locked in a chastity cuff. No more jacking off to bondage mags for you." Diane took the leash off the cabinet door and led Jim slowly to the living room. Lisa helped guide him from behind with her hands on his waist.

Lisa moved around them once the door was cleared and removed a large picture from the wall. While Jim was a work one day the two women had replaced the slender nail which Jim had long ago so deftly placed directly into a stud and with a large eye bolt. Lisa led Jim to the wall and faced him forward with his back to it. She then tied the end of the leash to the eye bolt insuring both security and tension. Meanwhile Lisa got a two foot spreader bar complete with cuffs and fitted it to Jim's ankles.

Hands moved over the captive husbands torso soothingly. It was Diane who spoke. "I know you're very scared baby. It's ok. We both have much to learn and Lisa has promised to teach us both."
"Mmmfffff!! MMMMMMGGGG!!!" Jim hollered into the ball gag as his nipples were pinched and clamps were set firmly in place on each.

"There now. Diane and I are going to finish dinner while we wait for our guest to arrive. Try and relax Jim. We'll be back soon."

Jim stood against the wall in abject humilation trying in vain to free himself. The pain on his nipples was intense. He tried haltingly to pull the leash free from the eye bolt to no avail. He heard the tv go off and soft jazz take its place from the stereo. He started when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it." Lisas voice crooned. The door opened and closed. Followed by were whispers. Jim could hear some light rummaging in the room. The flick of a lighter in various places and a bottle of wine opening. The clink of dishes and silverware as someone set the table.

When the blindfold was removed from Jims eyes it was Diane whos face shimmered before him in background candle light. "I want you to meet someone dear. She backed away opening his gaze to the light muted room. She stood completely naked before him with an also nude Lisa. Between them stood another man. who as naked as well. Except for a collar and a similar chastity cuff.

"You know Brian don't you Jim?" Lisa said. Brian is my slave as you are Dianes. After we eat, Brian is going to show you how to properly please a woman. Brian dear, Tell James how long its been since your last orgasm."

"It's been six weeks." Brian said calmly. He looked directly at Jim. Jims reaction was that of shock.

"That's right Jim my love. Six weeks since his last orgasm." Diane moved foreward and fondled Jims captive genitals. Tears were now streaming openly down Jims face as the full realization of his state closed in on him. Diane removed the nipple clamps causing her new slave to cry out in the gag. With her lips and fingers she comforted them soothingly. "Yes pet. Your days of play are done. Mine are now begining."

She moved to Brian whom she kissed firmly on the mouth. Lisa stood behind him with brian sandwiched between the too rubbing his flanks. The three then separated and without a notice of Jim bound to the wall sat down and had a toast "To Diane and Jim McNally, and their new life." proclamed Lisa heartilly. With the clink of three glasses. Jim's new life had officially begun.
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RE: The Clink of Three Glasses - 11/10/2004 3:34:39 AM   
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Again another great story to get us going first thing in the morning, thanks for sharing!



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