From: Tom Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.bondage Subject: NEW: The Owned Couple, Chapter Eleven (M/sub cpl, anal, oral, bond, trans) Date: Sun, 06 Apr 1997 17:21:02 -0700 Message-ID: <33483DEE.4A54@sonic.net> The Owned Couple Chapter Eleven By: Tom Schroeder (M/sub cpl, spank, pain, anal, oral, trans) NOTE: This is a work of FICTION! Any names, places, etc. depicted in this story are coincidental. If you are NOT of legal age to view such material, or are offended by erotic fiction, please, DO NOT READ FURTHER! This story may not be sold either separately, or as part of a package, without prior approval by the author. This includes all separate chapters, as well as, the story as a whole. You have been warned.... I awoke the next morning, with loud moaning in my ear. I must have slept late, as it was definately daytime, and the warmth of the sun came through the window, and met my face. I was broken away from this reflection by the moaning.. "Aaahhh! Uuunngghh!" I cleared the fog from my head and eyes, and looked to my left. There, I beheld the sight of my dear wife's face, not two inches from my ear. She was in obvious rapture. I tried to move, to get a better look, but the bonds holding me to the bed brought me back to the realization that I was still tied to the bed. I was still able to see behind her, by looking around her, and saw Pat (I was still a bit too groggy to remember he was Master) banging away at my spouse from behind. I thought they were both oblivious to me being awake, until Pat said, "Look, slut. Your hubby is awake Kiss him good morning!" She kissed me kassionately, moaning through the kiss. I noticed her hips moving wildly behind her; partly from Master (I was more awake, now) gripping her hips, partly from her moving to the thrusting. From his angle, and the deepness of her moans, he was in her ass. "Keep your eyes on her face, slave", Master said, but I didn't need to be told that: I was transfixed on the utter look of lust in her face. It was hard to imagine that just a couple of months ago, she *hated* to be taken in her ass. Now this, "Aaaahhh! UUnngghh! Give me your sperm in my ass, Master!" She then opened her eyes, winked at me, then I saw her stomach muscles tighten (she must have been gripping his cock with her ass muscles). Master responded immediately, savagely growling, as he came in my wife's ass. They both fell flat on the bed for a few minutes, then, Master pulled out of her, and came around to my side of the bed: "Clean it slave!" I licked his softening cock, tasting his come. "Now, thank me for fucking your wife up the ass!" I hesitated for a second, then said, "Thank you, Master, for fucking my wife up the ass in front of me." "Very good, slave. Slut, untie the slave, so he can wash up. You two have fifteen minutes in the bathroom. Meet me in the dining room." He then turned and left. Before Kate untied me, she turned around, and bent over. I could see the come trickling out of her ass. I could also tell two other things: Her cunt was padlocked again, and my cock was locked, as the beginnings of my hardon were straining at the head of my cock and balls. She then came over and untied me, then, taking me by the hand, led me into the bathroom. My ass ached from the long evening before, and my jaw ached. In fact, my whole body was sore from sleeping tied up overnight. Kate broke my daydreaming, saying "Wow, you slept late. Its almost eleven. Master took me over to the house this morning to get us some clothes and some items." "Kate...", I started, but she cut me off. "I know, Rich. I'm not sure if things have gone too far either. We've got a few days to talk it over, but we should finish the weekend out. Let's get in the shower." The thoughts racing through my head were broken by the welcoming warmth of the shower. It felt good to be in the shower with my wife for the first time in a while. She brought in her electric razor, as I watched her shave herself all over. She then handed it to me. I got done with my pubic area, when she told me: "That's not all, lover. He wants all of your body hair. Chest, underarms, legs, everything!" It took quite a while, but I got it all shaved. The sensations of the water, and rubbing my legs against my wife felt so different after shaving! She also seemed to be rocking back and forth on her heels in the shower, for some reason, lost in thought. We turned off the shower, and slowly dried each other off. I felt the silkiness of her stomach and thighs, and it brought new straining to my locked cock. She toweled me off, then went into the bedroom, while I went to the can. I came into the bedroom, and saw what my wife had gotten for clothes: For her, an extremely short skirt, with a halter top, which did nothing to conceal her body, or the hard nipples and outlines of the rings through them. She had no panties on, which I noticed immediately, by the sight of her locked pussy, as she bent over to get my clothes. She was also wearing 5" stilleto heels, which forced her on her toes. Her pussy was wet; she was definately aroused. She had grabbed some shorts for me, with a t-shirt, and sneakers. I also noticed a bag from home laying on the bed. She must have noticed, because she said, "that's for later. Now, come on, put these on", handing me the clothes. I put them on, then we went out into the dining room. When we got out into the dining room, we noticed Master was dressed. He also had a bag on the table, I noticed. He said, "Well, quite a night, you two! *I* certainly enjoyed myself. And I know my guests certainly enjoyed you, slave! Well now, we have a long night ahead of us, but, before we go, I want the two of you to get out and get some fresh air. But before that happens, slave, I want you to pull your shorts down, and bend over the table." "Yes, Master", I said, as I complied immediately. As I bent over the table, I saw Master go over to the bag, and empty its contents in front of my face, on the table. What I saw, gave me shivers, even on a warm Spring day. On the table, was a tube of lubricant, a harness, a cock and ball strap, and a fierce looking dildo. The dildo was about 9 inches long, and was about 1 1/2" around. But that is not what made it so menacing. The size of the dildo wasn't as large as some of the things I had taken inside me lately. What made it so menacing were the pointed rubber studs along its entire length. "Master, that will rip me apart!", I protested. "Nonsense", said Master. "The studs *will* be very uncomfortable, but they will not break the skin, internally. I would advise you to not flex your ass muscles too much, however", he said with a laugh. I watched, as he lubed the dildo in front of me. "Don't want it to go in dry, at least not *this* time", he said, with a smirk. He then went underneath me, and undid my cock lock. He then said to Kate, "Get him hard, slut, but don't let him come!" She put the ring and head of my cock into her mouth. The sweet feeling of my wife's warm mouth on my cock, felt exquisite, but that feeling was horrifyingly broken, as I felt the studded head of the dildo at the entrance of my ass. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, then forced the studded head into my ass. "AAAAHHHHH!", I screamed, as my ass was violated, as never before. The reflexive clenching of my ass, as the studded invader entered, only made things worse. "Relax, slave", Master said, somewhat soothingly, as I tried to comply. Once the bulbous head was in, I felt a ripple effect, as the rest of the dildo worked its way into my ass. Tears were streaming down my face, and I was goraning loudly as I finally felt the bottom of the dildo at the entrance of my ass. It felt like my whole insides were being skewered. He then secured the dildo in place, with the harness. He then said, "That's enough, slut. He's hard now!" While I didn't even notice her going down on me during the insertion of the dildo, my cock must have, because it was fully erect, with pre-cum leaking from the head. He then grabbed the cock and ball strap, and fastened it tightly around me. "There, that ought to keep you 'at attention', as it were. Now, stand up, slave" I stood up, gingerly, and noticed my cock was jutting straight out, fully erect. My balls were pulled down, and away from my body, and separated. There was no way I could come through the tightness of the strap. Master said, "Pull your shorts up, slave. Do you always leave your pathetic dick hanging out at other people's houses?" I pulled the shorts up, working the front of them over my turgid cock. My shorts looked like a tent, held up by its phallic pole. Master then said, "Well you two, I want you to walk around the block. The long block on my side of the street. Walk briskly and do not stop no matter what. See you in 20 minutes or so." My wife had a look of horror, as did I, as she said, "You can't mean... not with what you've..." She was cut off, "NOW you two. See you in a little while!" We walked out the front door, and started on our walk. We must have been quite a sight: my cock jutting out from my shorts, and Kate looking out of place in her clothes. We walked briskly, as instructed, but Kate seemed to be having trouble. She was getting flush, and her knees were quivering. She moaned out loud, "Uuunnggh! Oh god, *no*. Not out here!" She then said to me, her voice quivering, "nnnnooooo! Oh ggoodd, Rrriiicchhh!" I said, "What's wrong, Kate?" She said, "yyyoouu ddoonn't unnndersstand! Hhheee pppuutt sssomething iinnn mmmeeee!" He knees buckled, and I caught her, as she came violently, making sure we kept on walking. Bending over made me clench my ass as I cried out, as quietly as I could, "Uuungghh!" "I can't go on, not around the whole block!", she whimpered breathlessly. "Try, darling", I said. She regained her composure, and we kept on going. I noticed juices rolling down her leg, as we walked. We were fortunate that we didn't walk on our own block: we didn't see anyone we recognized, but we got some dirty looks, as we both walked. "What did he put in you?", I asked. "I ccaann'tt ttell you.. Oh god, here it comes again!" She whimpered, as she came again, not as violently, but enough to make her whole body flush, and her knees weak. It went on like this around the block: her coming every five houses or so, and I was trying to keep from skewering my insides by clenching or moving too suddenly. When we finally had Master's house in view again, we were both drenched in sweat. You could see her breasts and nipples through the thin fabric, and juices were pouring down the insides of both her legs. The front of my shorts were drenched with precum as well. We got to a vacant house, two doors from Masters, when Kate said, "Oh god, I need you in my mouth, *now*. We went behind the bushes at the house, and she fished out my cock. She took it into her mouth, and started sucking for all she was worth. I could feel my orgasm coming on, as I noticed she was rocking back and forth with abandon. Just as I thought I was going to blast my load, my load was caught short. My balls couldn't retract with the strap, and the strap around my cock chocked off anything else. I was extremely horny, but my sweet wife, simply pulled the shorts back up, and said. "God, that was great. Shall we go on?" I whimpered out a "yes", as we finished our walk. We went into the house, and found Master on the phone. He saw us, and waved us into the den, where he was talking. We could make out the end of the conversation: "No. Yes, I know she isn't a model, but you will find the evening profitable, I assure you. Yes, yes I think that could be arranged. Okay, then, we'll be over in a couple of hours. Five thirty? Alright, then, see you then. Bye." He hung up the phone, and looked at us. He said, "well, I think I have tonight's activites all set. How was the walk?" "I didn't think I could make it", Kate said. "I see", Master said. "Well, I wasn't sure myself. You didn't say anything to slave, did you?" "No, Master." "Very good, now I will explain. You see, slave, I *knew* the walk was going to be uncomfortable for you, but I also wanted to make things interesting for that slut of a wife of yours. So, I inserted some large vibrating Ben Wa balls into her, before I locked her up. I knew the brisk walk would move things along as it were, and, by seeing the puddle of juices on her legs, I can see it was a success. Did you two stop for any reason?" We both looked at each other, before she finally said, "Yes, Master. We stopped at the vacant house a couple of doors away. I didn't think the strap would stop him from cumming, but it did, just like you said." "I see. You, slave, did you try to stop her?" I looked at the floor, as I said, "No Master." "You mean you disobeyed me?" "Yes, Master", I said. "I see. Well that will have to be punished, of course. Slut, good work. You did, just as I told you. But *you*, slave, you didn't try to stop her, so, I want you to strip, *now*!" I got undressed. He motioned me over to the wall in the den. "Now, bend over, and place your hands on the wall." As I did so, I heard Master walk into the other room. He came back in, and I saw him below me. He had some weights on fishing line. He said, I don't want you to enjoy this too much, although your missus and I will have some fun." He then tied the weights to the rings in my nipples. He then let them fall. "Uuunngghh", I cried out, as I felt the weight pulling my nipples from my body. I then felt him put another weight on the head of my cock. he let it go, and it touched the floor. "Keep that weight off the floor, slave", Master shouted. The only way I could think of was painful. I clenched my ass, which pulled my cock up a little, pulling the weight off the floor. I could then hear him pull off his belt. "Well, you guys were five minutes late. I would say, that will be five strokes for every minute. And, slave, every time the weight touches the floor, that will be another five strokes. Ready?" I prepared myself, as I heard the belt swooshing through the air: SMACK! With my ass tightly clenched, it made the hit seem harder, but I didn't have time to cry out or recover, because the second hit landed: SMACK! "Aaahhh!" I screamed. The blows kept coming: each blow would make the weights on my nipples swing, making the force on them harder. Also, the studded dildo on my ass was surely skewering me by now, with the studs working into my clenching ass muscles. SMACK!! SMACK!! This went on for forty strokes, until I started to weaken a little. I did so, just enough for the weight to touch the floor. "Well, another five on top of what's left, it is, then", Master said. SMACK!! SMACK!! The weight touched two more times. Finally, after seventy five strokes, he thankfully stopped. I then felt a cold hand on my ass, as I flenched. "Wow, his ass is red hot", Kate said. "Take the weight off his cock", Master said, as Kate undid the line. I then felt him fumbling with the harness holding the dildo in place. He worked the harness straps out from between my legs, and I noticed Kate getting behind me. "Put this on, slut", he said, as Kate put the harness and something else on. Master then said, "Well, now, I'm going to get me a piece of ass, now. It looks like slut is, too. Slut, I'm going to put my cock in your ass. When I do, I'm not going to move. you will have to work it in and out of your ass. I want to touch bottom with each stroke in. Of course, that means you will be fucking slave's ass here, while you do it." I moaned, "nnoooo!" "Shut up slave. This is a punishment for you, remember." He then grunted, as Kate did, as he said, "Now, slut!" She pulled out the studded dildo attached to the harness, as she settled her own ass onto his cock. He said, "Come on. Let's have some action, or you will be in slave's place next!" Kate then pushed the dildo into me as she slid off his cock. I then felt sharp poking onto my sore ass, as I screamed, "AAAhhh!!" Master said, "Like that, slave? I put some more rubber studs on the harness, just to keep things moving along." Kate then started moving faster, humping his cock in her anal passage, while the dildo was doing its work in mine. She didn't need much prodding to move along, as the balls in her cunt were working their magic. She was pumping very fast, now, as I could hear her start to come, "Unngghhh! OOOhhh! YYeesss!" My ass felt like raw meat, both inside and outside, as she was pumping furiously. She finally came loudly, "AAAHHH! Give me your sperm, Master", as he obliged, pushing both of them against me, as he flooded her bowels with come. The combined weight of them made me scream and bit my arm, almost drawing blood. They then both, thankfully pulled away from my, with the huge studded head of the dildo giving me a parting gift of pain. I collapsed onto the floor. I shook the fog off, to see Kate, with the studded monster jutting from her hips. It had some small drops of blood on it, as Master said, "Well, slave. Clean it off." I licked the hard studs of the dildo, cleaning it off. From the feel of the studs, I was suprised it didn't do more damage. As I got done, Master said, "Turn around, slut, and bend over. Slave, you're not done, yet." I knew what he meant, as I started to lick the come from her red asshole. I finished cleaning her off, then Master took off the weights on my nipples. He then said, "well, you two can relax for a little while. Then, get dressed for tonight. Slave, slut, will get you some clothes for the evening." We went into the bedroom, where we both collapsed onto the bed. We awoke about an hour later. We took turns going to the bathroom. For me, it was painful, with my ass the way it was. Kate came in, and handed me an enema bottle. "Master wants us both cleaned out for tonight", she said. I felt the soapy water sting me, as I emptied the bottle's contents into my ass. I expelled it, then Kate took my place, as I watched the soapy contents empty into my wife's ass. We finished up, then she told me to wait in the bathroom, while she got dressed. After a few minutes, she called me out. What I beheld suprised me. She was dressed in clothes even a whore wouldn't be caught dead in. She had on even higher heels, stockings held in place with garters, a transparent skirt, with see through crotchless panties on underneath, and a see through top, which bunched her breasts together, and jutted them out. She also had on a lot of makeup. She said, "You like? Master picked it out. Now, for what he got you!" She emptied the contents of the bag I saw earlier onto the bed. What I saw shocked me. There, laying on the bed, were a pair of stilleto heels, stockings, a short, see through black skirt, a thin, frilly blouse, falsies, clip on earrings, and a wig! My jaw was on the floor, as Kate said, "Well, I'll help you get ready!" I put the skirt on, and then the blouse. I then pulled the stockings on over my shaved legs, then pulled the garters on. Kate put my heels on. "Now you'll see for yourself what it is like to walk in these", she said teasingly. She then put the earrings on me. Then, she attached the falsies to the rings in my nipples. They hanged off my almost naturally. I then put the blouse on, still dumbfounded. She then put the wig on, and led me over to the vanity. I started protesting, as she started to apply makeup to me. She said, "Stop it. Master wants this on you tonight. You look kind of cute!" I didn't protest anymore, as she finished putting on the makeup, complete with bright red lipstick. She then lifted my skirt, and applied more lipstick to the head of my cock. She then led me over to a floor length mirror. What I saw shocked me. Looking back at me was a man obviously dressed as a woman, and looking as slutty as possible. She then said, "Let's go into the dining room", as we left the bedroom. We went out into the den, and saw Master dressed nicely. He looked at us, and said, "Look, twins!" Kate looked at me and giggled. Master said, "Well, slave, fix us all a drink, to celebrate the evening, and what we've done up to this point. This will either be our coup de grace, or the beginnings of more adventures, depending on how you two feel after tonight." I went over to the bar, and made drinks for the three of us. We sipped on the drinks, as Master said, "Well, did you two ladies enjoy your nap?" "Yes, Master", we both said. He then said, "No, no, ladies, please, call me Patrick. After all, we're going out on the town!" "Yes, Patrick", Kate said. I followed in response a second later, after "Going out on the town" dressed the way I was sank in. He then said, "I'll refer to the two of you, tonight, as Kathryn and Ricki. Anyway, I have a night planned for us. We are going to go over to a strip club tonight, where Kathryn will be performing. And, of course, like a good girlfriend, you, Ricki, will make sure she gets set up with some high tippers, so she can get some tonight. Why, even *you*, Ricki, may even give your precious ass or mouth to some lucky stud. Well, finish up your drinks, so we can go. I'm looking forward to talking with the guys at the club, although I know you two ladies aren't into guy talk." We finished our drinks, although I tried to nurse mine, holding off the inevitable. We went out into the garage, where his car was parked. He didn't fasten us in as before, but opened the doors for both of us, like a gentleman; first Kate in the front, then mine. We were both seated, then he got in, and started the car, and opened the garage door, with his opener. We then started into the city. I was very conscious of every eye looking into the car, as we drove into our adventure for the evening. ======================================================================= Author's note: Chapter twelve will follow shortly. I'm still not sure whether to continue this line, or start another line with Rebecca. Anyway, I hope you enjoy, and the next chapter will be along soon.