After a few short minutes my cock was relatively erect, but not to her liking so she decided to give him some first-hand direction. "Don't just lick it. Suck it. Take it all in," she taunted, as she pushed his head down on to my member causing him to choke a little
"I know it's huge compared to your tiny thing," she teased, "but you can do it." Again she pushed on the back of his head as he deep-throated my member.
I could feel my balls tensing up as my climax grew, but he was not slowing down. I winced uncontrollably as I tried to hold back my orgasm, but the pleasure was too immense and I shot my load straight down his throat.
Surprised by my sudden burst of come, he pulled back as my load shot across his face and chest.
"Oh, shit!" she yelled. "You weren't supposed to make him come. That was mine, you little slut."
Then she grabbed him by the back of his neck and pushed him down onto my cock and balls once more and said, "Clean up this mess you made while I decide how to punish you two."
Frustrated, she stomped over to the chair where her husband was bound earlier and took a seat. With her arms and legs crossed she pondered the best way to teach us a lesson while the truth of the matter hit me that a man was licking my genitals. Now that the pleasure had subsided I began to get very uncomfortable with the whole situation before me.
"I've got it," she announced, as she stood and pointed her determined finger my way. "Since you can't control that dick of yours, we're going to find out just how many times you can come in the next several hours you are under my control. As a matter of fact, if you don't come at least once every hour you will be severely punished."
"As for you," she jeered, shifting her attention towards her husband who was now sitting up to give her his undivided attention. "We'll talk about your punishment later. For now, you will do whatever I ask to make sure I experience the utmost pleasure and am entertained."
"Yes, Mistress," we answered in unison.
"Good," she responded. "Now, get him hard again. I will feel that beautiful cock inside me this time, so don't fuck it up."
With that he proceeded lick and suck my cock again and she strutted over and lowered her pussy down onto my face once more. Only this time she straddled me while facing towards my torso. I can only assume it was to make sure he did not "blow" it again.
I awaited no instruction and immediately began to point my tongue in the direction of her soaking pussy. It had only been a short while since I had tasted it last, but the deliciousness of it had me going full-force in no time. That, in turn, helped my cock return to a state of arousal quicker than I expected. Gretchen wasted no time and pushed her man-slave away from my crotch.
"Stop right there," she commanded, as he fell back catching himself on his palms. Then she jumped up from her position on top of me and stepped quickly to the corner of the room where a key hung on a hook on the wall. Next she threw the key to her slave and ordered him to release me. He fumbled with each cuff for a few seconds, but managed to get them all undone despite our mistress's chiding to hurry up.
As I stood to my feet she beckoned me to her. She had relocated to a mattress positioned in the far corner of the room. Lying flat on her back with her legs up and spread she ordered me to fuck her for all I was worth. I was more than happy to oblige.
My raging erection had no trouble penetrating her soaking slit and in no time I was pounding away as I fondled her incredible tits. Between moans she beckoned her husband to grab the chair and move closer. I cannot imagine what it was like to watch my own wife being fucked by another man even though it seemed obvious my wife did not mind seeing me with other women.
Despite my earlier climax only having passed only a few minutes earlier, I found myself once again on the brink. I began to thrust in and out with ever-increasing speed and force as I grabbed her magnificent ass for leverage until we both cried out in simultaneous orgasm and I collapsed on top of her.
Gretchen allowed me a few long gasps to catch my breath and then pushed me back on to the floor like a rag doll. Then she sat up and called to her man, "Call Rose on the intercom and tell her to come here; then get your ass over here and lick my pussy clean."
Motivated by lust and a longing to keep his wife happy, he quickly obeyed. In mere seconds I watched as he vigorously cleaned her tidy little snatch of any evidence of my presence. She lay there almost motionless as though he was not there.
Moments later the door opened and Rose stood in our presence once again.
"Rose, take him to the second guest room to rest briefly. Then grab him something to drink." Gretchen said all of this without moving so much as an inch from where she lay.
"And Slave," she called, as I stood to follow Rose out the door, "don't get too comfortable. You still owe me."
I nodded my understanding, "Yes, Mistress," and then followed Rose down the hallway a few doors to a guest room where she gave me a tall glass of water and a wanton stare.
I took a long drink from the glass and then fell down on the soft bed before me. I had only intended to close my eyes for a few seconds but I must have fallen asleep. I did not even hear the sounds of her entering the room; however I most definitely felt the sting of her riding crop on my naked bottom when she determined my nap was over.
"Stand up, Slave," she ordered, as the second sting pummeled my right cheek faster and harder than the first had hit the left.
I wasted no time and stood before her as quickly as possible with my hands folded behind my back in submission.
"Did you have a nice nap, slave?" she inquired, as she tapped the underside of my cock and balls with her crop.
"Yes, Mistress," I replied, as I kept my eyes down.
"Good; too bad for you that is the most rest you will see for a while," Gretchen teased, as she continued to tap the bottom side of my genitals. As every second passed she picked up the pace and force until the gentle tapping had turned to aggressive slapping. My cock had sprung to life and seemed to grow even harder the closer she got to the head and the more powerful the blows. Conversely, my balls were quaking and I found it tough to stand still when the tip of her rod found the softness of my scrotum. I was in near agony when she finally stopped, but my cock was about as hard as could be.
"Follow me," Gretchen said with a smirk, and turned and walked out the door.
I had a tough time keeping up with her long strides as she strode quickly down the hall. My balls ached with every step I took as they slapped against my legs. Then I looked and saw her disappear through a door and hurried to catch up. Once inside, I found her already positioned on all fours on a medium-sized leather-cushioned ottoman. Her other man-slave was already in the room and had found his place behind her. His cock was poised and ready to penetrate her waiting pussy.
I was surprised to see it was nearly seven inches long with girth comparable to mine. From the comments she made to me and the teasing she inflicted on him earlier, I expected quite a bit less.
As he slid his rod inside her she gasped slightly and motioned for me to stand in front of her. Once in front of her she took my member in her mouth and slowly sucked it in and out. Her eyes gazed hungrily up at me as she took every stroke her hubby drove into her and the vigor with which she sucked increased. Occasionally she would stop sucking to lick and kiss my balls. This felt absolutely glorious after the beating they received earlier.
After several minutes she pushed me back and kicked her slave behind her. Once out of her way she flipped over onto her back and summoned us back. With her legs pulled over his shoulders he rammed his cock deep into her with every thrust. As hungrily as she sucked my cock before it was nothing like the way she was going at it now. I took her amazing tits in my hands and began to roll her nipples between my fingers. She reached back and took my ass in her hands and dug her nails deep into my skin as she pulled my cock in further.