My Wife, Her Slave
Copyright© 2013 by Memory Heap
Chapter 51: Everyone Wants to See Them
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 51: Everyone Wants to See Them - She was my wife, but she was her slave. It started as a discovery of something new, but had developed into something so much more. And now, was she still my wife, was she only her slave, or were we sharing her?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Reluctant Slavery Lesbian BiSexual BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Spanking Exhibitionism Fisting Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys
By Monday morning the pain from the various piercings had largely subsided, although Nina wasn’t sure if it was due to the anesthetic ointment, or to some kind of rapid healing on her part. Scott was very careful as he soaped her up during their shower, and Nina did feel some tenderness as he applied the ointment and manipulated all the piercings, following Ronnie’s instructions.
“I wish I could be here to look after you, but I’ve got a flight in a couple of hours and I don’t know if I can get back next weekend.”
Nina gave him a sharp look as he spun one of the studs in her labia. “Careful, Scott. Those are still tender, and that flesh isn’t all that substantial.”
“Sorry. You know I wouldn’t try to hurt you. I am a little worried that one of your Mistresses might not be quite as caring.”
“I think I’ll be okay. After all, Gretchen knows that you’re in charge of me when you’re home, so you having me pierced is not much different from her having me tattooed.”
“Yeah. I hope she doesn’t decide that she needs to have you tattooed somewhere else in retaliation to me getting you pierced. I know I won’t be around to stop it, but at least you can tell her I wouldn’t approve, even if it is only some other kind of temporary marking.”
“I don’t think you’ll need to worry. If she’d wanted more tattoos, she would have had them done long before this. A lot of the other slaves I’ve seen have tattoos, some of them quite extensive. My main Mistress doesn’t have any tattoos, although she does have a few piercings, so I don’t think she’ll actually mind these ones. Of course, she may not be too happy about having to be careful with me for a few weeks, but I think I can deal with that.”
“Just make sure you follow Ronnie’s instructions about taking care of them, and then we’ll see about getting you fitted with some much nicer jewelry.”
“I hope so. I certainly wouldn’t consider these placeholders as being very decorative. You could at least get me some diamonds or something to have in my nipples.”
He lifted one of her breasts and gave it a little squeeze. “Not to worry my love. I will fit you with jewels that will enhance your already wondrous form, although I don’t know if the jewelry store would let you try them on in the store, the way you can with a ring or a necklace.”
Nina started laughing at the image of herself trying on nipple jewelry in an elegant diamond store, and impulsively leaned over to kiss Scott. “I suppose there’s a bright side to having all these new piercings. They give me way more places to hang diamonds than just my earlobes.”
Scott chuckled at her comment, then added, “Don’t forget, Ronnie also suggested that I could hang little bells on some of them, so you’d have music playing from under your skirt as you walked, and people would go nuts trying to figure out where it was coming from.”
“You might find those bells hanging from the tip of your dick if you try it.”
He pulled her in for a kiss, forestalling any more comments, then stepped back and said, “Noted. Maybe for Christmas. You’d look cute dressed in a sexy elf costume with jingle bells on your nipples.”
“Keep that up and you’ll find yourself as the hind end in a reindeer costume.”
Scott laughed off the comment, then pulled Nina in for a tight hug and another kiss. “We better get out of this shower. You’ve got to get to work, and I’ve got a plane to catch after I hit the office.”
“Remember, I know where you live in case you have any other bright ideas.”
“I do love you, you know. I only did this out of concern about losing you.”
Nina put a hand to the side of his face, and looked him in the eyes. “I know that, and I know why you did it, and I can understand. I’ll get over it once everything stops reminding me, and I’m sure all the metal will simply make me look like a real badass.” She gave him a crooked grin, “And then of course there’s all the diamond jewelry you’ll have to buy me to put in all of these new holes.”
He smiled back. “Well, I am making a ton of money on these projects, so maybe. But first you’ll have to play along with things once all the hard work heals.”
Nina was almost afraid to ask what he meant, but Scott quickly turned off the shower and got out before she could say anything further.
Scott was out the door almost before Nina was finished dressing, grabbing a quick cup of coffee to go and his suitcase, before kissing her goodbye. “I’ll let you know as soon as I can as to when I’ll be back. This project promises to be a real bitch, so I’m not looking forward to my time on site.”
After she had buttoned her blouse, Nina took a moment to look in the mirror. She couldn’t really tell anything different about her nipples just by looking in the mirror, although she knew a lot would depend on how sheer the material of her blouse might be. She was sure that Gretchen would have something to say, but that wouldn’t be until after work, when she reported in at the gym.
Her plan for the day had her starting at the client company, then heading to the office to summarize some of her findings and start to think about the future for the client. After getting off the elevator, she stopped for a few seconds to say hello to the front desk receptionists. As usual, the youngest member of that team always seemed very happy to see her, and once again decided to escort Nina down the hall to her office. They talked for a minute as Nina dropped her briefcase and checked for messages, then the girl went on her way back to her work.
Nina knew she had to collect her pager and wear it while she was on the premises, so she decided to go see the communications officer before getting into any other work. She exchanged pleasantries with Flo, who then took Nina’s assigned pager out of its storage case, and coated it with a little lube. As Nina reached for it, Flo laughed and said, “Since my hands are now covered in lube, why don’t you just turn around and lift your skirt and I’ll put it in for you. No sense both of us needing to wash our hands.”
Nina knew the woman likely just wanted an excuse to touch her, but she turned anyway, then spread her legs a little and lifted the back of her skirt. She bent over a little, looking back over her shoulder at Flo. She felt a hand on one side of her rear, spreading her cheeks a little before she felt the cold tip of the plug touch her anus.
Just as the plug was being pushed into her bottom, she also felt fingers caressing her labia, stopping to touch the sleepers for the piercings in her nether lips. “Well, well. Somebody seems to have picked up some accessories since our last meeting.” To her credit, she didn’t pull on them, so she didn’t cause Nina any discomfort.
Nina felt the butt plug seating itself in her back passage, so she straightened up and dropped her skirt, forcing Flo to move her hand away. She gave a little shimmy and clenched her rear to make the plug settle in place, then turned to face the other woman. “Yes, I have some new piercings. Quite a few in fact. My Master decided I needed them as a way of marking his property.”
That comment caused a raised eyebrow. “So, you have a Mistress, according to that huge tattoo on your puss, and you also have a Master, as well as working for our mutual Mistress here. I’d say you’re quite the busy little slave.”
Nina grinned at her confusion. “Well, my Master is also my husband, so that part is fairly straightforward.”
The look of confusion deepened slightly. “Does he know about your Mistress, and about what happens here?”
“Oh, he knows about my Mistress, although they’ve never met. And he knows that a Mistress runs this company and that all her employees are also slaves. We have an agreement that any sex I have with other women isn’t a deal-breaker in our marriage, so the way I kind of got pulled into the slavery thing is acceptable, although there are parts of it he doesn’t like.”
“So, you’re not gay. Do you lean strongly toward having sex with women?”
“It’s hard to say. I had never had sex with a woman until I met my Mistress. She kind of seduced me the first time we met, and that sort of made me curious. She figured out that I was submissive, at least in terms of sex, so she pushed that button, and then I offered to be her slave, mainly so I could get a handle on that whole lifestyle. It’s the analytical side of me—I always want to know everything about anything I study. The long and the short of it is, no, I’m not gay, but now I have a lot of sex with women, and I do enjoy it.” She laughed a little, and said with a grin, “I’ve also been told that I’m really good at eating pussy.”
“I think I’m going to have to take you up on that sometime. I do like to have my pussy licked by a talented tongue.” Nina didn’t reply, but did give a shrug of her shoulders. Flo then continued, “By the way, the CEO likes to know when her slaves have picked up any new tattoos or piercings. She’s not opposed to them, so there’s no punishment involved, but you likely should drop in to see her and let her know.”
“I’ll keep it in mind, but I’m not one of her slaves, so it shouldn’t make any difference.”
“That’s true, but I think you’ll find that she considers you one of the family. You seem to have made quite an impression on her.”
“Okay, point taken. I’d better get to work. I’ve got a lot to do today.” Nina turned to head out of the office.
“Have a good one.”
About an hour and a half later, the pager in her rear suddenly began vibrating, startling Nina out of her concentration on a spreadsheet full of data that she was constructing. She knew better than to keep the CEO waiting, so she quickly saved her work and then headed out the door.
As she entered the CEO’s office suite, she told her secretary, “I just got a page, so she wants to see me about something.”
“Go ahead in. Just knock first but don’t wait for her to say anything.”
Nina did as instructed, closing the door behind her. She had an inkling as to why she had been paged, but decided to wait for the CEO to say what she wanted. As the CEO looked up from her desk, Nina smiled and asked, “You paged me, Mistress?”
“Ah, little one. I hear from the rumour mill that you picked up some new hardware over the weekend.”
Nina rolled her eyes a little. “News travels fast around here, I’d say. Only one person knew about it.”
“There aren’t many secrets in this place.” She waved a hand at Nina as she stood up. “So, let’s see what you’ve got. You may as well strip.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Nina undid the last few buttons of her blouse, then took it off and draped it over a chair. Her skirt followed quickly, so she was standing pretty much naked in front of the CEO within a few seconds. She spread her legs a little, knowing that the Mistress would want to inspect her pussy as well as the rest of her body.
The CEO looked up and down at her body and its new collection of hardware, but made no move to touch anything. “Hmm ... both nipples, your navel, clit hood, and your pussy. That is quite a collection.” She gave Nina a slightly condescending smile. I imagine they still hurt.”
“Actually, not as much as you might think. They are tender, but not screaming.”
As the Mistress reached out to gently cup both of Nina’s breasts, she asked, “Who decided you should be pierced? Your Mistress?”
“No, actually it was my Master. He wanted me marked as a reminder to any Mistresses as to who really owns me.”
“Your Master? Who is that?”
“He’s actually my husband. After I was first attached to my main Mistress, he became a little concerned that he might be losing me, so he decided to up the game a bit and exert more control.”
“Ah. So, your husband knows about your involvement with other women?”
“Yes, Mistress. We had a long discussion about that side of things, and came to an agreement as to what kinds of limits exist in our marriage, at least as far as sex is concerned.”
“Interesting. But doesn’t being a slave really push the envelope?”
Nina grinned a little crookedly. “Yeah. I got spanked really hard when I told him that I had handed control of my sexuality over to my Mistress, especially because I had just kind of leaped into it, and hadn’t even really thought about what I was doing. I think that was the first step that made him really worried about possibly losing me.”
“So, what kinds of limits do you have?”