The Un-Attentive Husband
John
The new contract
Ms Carroll keeps my life very busy; it was quite a surprise when she sat me down to tell me the 60 day trial was over. I almost didn’t believe it. Ms Carroll and I had a nice long talk about what we had learned. She asked me if I wanted to continue being her little house boy. Even though there often are strange men in her bed it was the closest we had been in year. I was sure our love was growing back to where it was before we drifted a part. I agreed to continue in hope we could grow closer together over time.
The next Ms Carroll handed me the new contract. It was somewhat shorter than the trial period. 1st it was for 5 year with two more 5 year options at Ms Carroll option. I had no option out before 15 year if she liked. As she explained, she put up with me for 15 years now it was my turn. 2nd I was her slave. I had no rights or the right to say no. As I signed I knew I was signing for life to of serves to her. I don’t know why but I’m aroused by the humiliation felt when she controls my actions. I knew it wasn’t manly to give every thing to Ms Carroll, but it just seem so right.
A couple days later Ms Carroll had an outing planed for Saturday morning. Our first stop was at a leather goods store. Where I was fitted for 2” wide leather collar, the collar has 4 “D” rings. The latch is in the back and I can’t feel how it works. I can feel where the key fits in. The 2” width makes it a little harder to move my head.
The second stop was a tattoo shop. It seemed the guy who ran the place knew Ms Carroll. I signed the release Ms Carroll handed me on the way to the back room. Ms Carroll had me remove my pants and underwear in front of the 2 guy in the shop they both committed on my chastity device. I was instructed to kneel on work table. I could feel the men drawing on my right butt cheek. 2 hours later I had tattoo of Ms Carroll new logo an elongated football shaped “C” with “arroll” through the middle. I was permanently marked as Ms Carroll property. I could barely walk my butt hurt so badly. I sat in the corner recovering and watch Ms Carroll fuck both the men. The man who did the tattooing told Ms Carroll he had some ideas for some piercing that would really show off my servitude. I was glad she didn’t have time for sale presentation. My mind only told me of one body part the piercing would show servitude.
Her last stop was the grocery store, it seem we were to have some friends over for dinner. I felt very self-conscious walking through the store with the leather collar around my neck. Ms Carroll had me pushing the cart several steps behind her. I do love to watch the way she walks.
That night I was told to fix dinner for Ms Carroll and 5 guests. I was very unsure who the guests were and Ms Carroll wasn’t letting on. But none of the guest list that when through my mind seemed very good for me. I decided it didn’t much matter who was coming, it was going to an interesting night for me. My butt was still burning from my new tattoo and my neck was still getting use to leather of my slave collar. As I was sitting the table Ms Carroll handed me a box with my outfit for the evening. In the box was frilly apron, leather cuffs for my wrist and ankles, my head harness with ball gag and large butt plug something Ms Carroll had started using on me lately. I was dressed and waiting with dinner almost ready when the guess started to arrive.
The first two were women Ms Carroll and I knew from before my lifestyle change. In the next group was a woman who’s husband was one of my old drinking buddy. God what was she going to tell him when she got home; and two women who’s names seemed like people from her office. And there I stood in an apron that didn’t cover my shinny chastity device, the harness strapped to my head with my mouth full of bright red rubber ball, and my wrist and ankle had leather cuffs buckled on them. Most of the women took their time looking at the harness and gag, seems they just took quick glance at my chastity device. All during dinner they asked Ms Carroll hundreds of question and about how she got me to were I was. A one point she told them most men are just happier serving a strong woman. They all started laugh. She told them I was happiest just following where she wanted to lead. I wanted to protest but I knew she was right.
After dinner I served them all drinks in the hot tub. Some were reluctant to get undressed with a man there, but it didn’t take long for the other to convince them I wasn’t really a man just a boy there to serve them. The rest of the evening was quite uneventful. But the realization of what I was and know everyone knew slowly sank into my brain. I wasn’t Ms Carroll husband hoping to earn my way back into her life; I was her slave because she wanted to emasculate me. And I didn’t but up a fight. I let her take total control over my manhood and life.
The next couple months have been very easy for Ms Carroll; I was now totally accepting of my new place in the world. I without question do everything she tells me to do. I don’t recall the last time my chastity device was off. I’m not even sure I could get an erection it’s been so long since anything down there did much. I’ve gone weeks without spending any time on the punishment horse. I think if she didn’t at times just like to punish me I wouldn’t have ever been there. I now serve Ms Carroll overnight guests without the need of bonds. I waited quietly in the corner for her commands. I do what I’m commanded to do. I freely gave both my holes to her guests.
The man with the huge cock seems to come more than any of her other guests. On his third or forth visit I was down to being lightly bound. No head harness, but my hands were cuffed behind by back. I started the evening standing quietly in the corner. Ms Carroll told her guests she was a little tired so I was going to do her part of foreplay. She called me to the bed. She had me started by kissing a sucking his nipples then she had me move to his huge cock. It was pretty hard when I got there. I followed her instructions to lick and kiss his cock. He kept rolling over to get a better angle to play with Ms Carroll’s body. Then I heard her moan something about his finger in her asshole. She told him he needed more lube. I got him very hard. I was dismissed to corner he kept moving behind her. Finally she told him wasn’t putting that thing in her ass.
They whispered for several minute when Ms Carroll called me to the bed. She had me lay face down on the bed. I felt the slimy finger push in to my ass. Ms Carroll kissed my cheek and told me she wanted me to do this for her. Within seconds I could feel the head of his huge cock pushing on my anus. I took several tries before I felt him push through my sphincter ring. There was quite a bit of pain. He stopped with just the head inside me. He told me to take a couple deep breaths. I was just starting to relax when I felt the next push. I gasped for air as I tried to get take a deep breath. The deep breaths did help. After a minute he told me to take real deep breath as I did he pushed again. I felt his balls hit the back of my legs. He did give me a few second before he started pumping.
I could feel his balls slapping my ass. His pumps were long and rhythmic after a couple minute the pain seem to be going a way. As I got more relaxed he griped my hips and pulled me back to meet his thrusts. I knew he wanted me to take over the actions. I knew if didn’t Ms Carroll would have my ass later, so I pumped back. Then he came and came I could feel juices leaking out of my asshole. He was panting as I felt his cock soften and slide out of my ass. Then Ms Carroll had me turn and clean the cum and the remains of my ass off his limp cock. As I walked to the corner I walked with my ankles together in hopes my inside would fall out.
I’ve got very good at receiving anal, I almost don’t need lube. For men of average size a quick lick and that all I need. Her friend with the huge cock is a different story. I’m glad he doesn’t like anal much. I understand I’ve become very skilled at getting men hard but not too excited that they cum to early. Ms Carroll likes her guests to have some staying power.
