Chapter 12: My First Woman

On Friday he came home around midday. He went upstairs and came down with two suitcases. “I left your clothes on the bed. Hurry and get dressed.” A few minutes later I came down dressed in a black leather mini skirt and black leather bra. Our trip in the car went by in silence. After an hour and a half we turned down a forrest road. 10 minutes later we went through a gate and along a track until we arrived at a cabin.

We went inside. He had me make some lunch. After we’d eaten we went to one of the bedrooms. He took a black babydoll and thong out of one of the cases and told me to put them on. When I changed he picked up the camera and took some photos of me. After 10 or 15 minutes there was a knock on the bedroom door. He opened the door and a man came in. They shook hands. He was Gary and in his 40s. A little taller than my husband, he had fair hair.

“Come here slut.”

I went over to them.

“What are you.”

“I’m Pauline and I’m a slut.”

“She is still in training and needs plenty of discipline.” I was mortified as he went on to describe the things he had done to me.

Gary then brought us to the other bedroom at the end of the corridor. I froze when I saw a woman standing by the window dressed exactly like me but in red. She was about 40, slim with black hair. I felt sick as it dawned on me what was going to happen. The thought of having sex with another woman had always repulsed me. But there was no doubt that it was about to happen. This was one of the awful things my husband had promised to have me do.

“This is my fuck slave wife, Ellie.”

My husband told me to go stand beside her. He and Gary started taking photos of us.

“Smile slut” my husband said. “Put your arms around each other”

“Kiss”

I hesitated but Ellie turned to me and kissed me. I felt her tongue enter my mouth. I didn’t move.

My husband came over and grabbed my nipple. “You will do everything Gary and I tell you to do. If you don’t we will spend all weekend torturing you. It’s your choice. Now kiss and lots of tongue in her mouth and in her pussy.”

Ellie and I kissed again. This time I used my tongue.

“Slut massage the fuck slaves breast while your kissing her.” Gary demanded.

“That’s it, play with her nipple.”

“Now get on the bed.”

We moved to the bed. I hadn’t noticed the three video cameras before, one placed each side of the bed and one placed at the end. Gary switched them on.

We were told to lie facing each other and kiss. I was told to smile and enjoy myself. Ellie knew exactly what to do. She was running one hand up and down my body while the other caressed my hair. Gary told me to take her babydoll off and kiss her neck and make my way to her breasts and kiss and suck both her nipples. My hands were shaking as I removed her babydoll exposing her small pert breasts. I couldn’t bring myself to move down to her breasts.

“Ahhhh.” My body was convulsed in pain. I looked around. Gary was holding some kind of electric baton. He prodded me again. My body was rocked in agony. He bent down over me. “You’re going to kiss and suck every piece of the fuck slave’s body. You’re going to be lovers. Refuse or hesitate again and I’m going to shove this up your cunt and fry you. Now get kissing and sucking those tits and do everything we tell you.” He then prodded me again.

When I recovered, Ellie put her arm around me and kissed me passionately on the mouth. Knowing what awaited me if I did nothing I returned her kiss. I ran my hand across her chest taking one of her breasts and massaging it. I broke away from our kiss and lowered my lips to her breasts taking her nipple in my mouth. She let out a sigh as I ran my tongue around her tip. I started to suck as she pressed my head against her breast. After a few minutes she moved my head to her other breast.

I heard my husband tell me to slip my hand inside her thong and finger her pussy. I moved my hand down her stomach until I reached the waistband. I shuddered as I slipped my hand inside the thong and felt her slit. I lingered there, repulsed at the idea of going any further. Then I heard Gary slap the baton against the bed.

I swallowed hard and moved my hand between her legs. Ellie spread them wide giving me full access to her vagina. I rubbed along her slit before I pushed a finger inside and moved it in and out. My husband told me to insert a second finger and quicken my pace. Ellie responded to my fingering, lifting her behind off the bed and meeting my thrusts. Gary focused a camera on her vagina. He had me remove her thong and push three fingers in her. She was now starting to pant hard.