Lo and behold there in front of the couch, stood my wife, at least I think it was my wife. Her torso was shaped by a tightly drawn, black leather corset. She had on those 5" stilleto heels that I had bought her that she would never wear, because she said they hurt her feet. Her makeup was done up to make her look, well, kind of hot and nasty. My cock immediately sprang to attention at this site. I said,"I don't know what brought this on but I like it". She said, "Come over here and let me introduce you to a friend of ours, she's anxious to meet you". She took my hand and led me behind the couch. On the floor lay a woman in an hogtie position. She too was dressed in a corset with heels just like my wife. The difference was she was hogtied on the floor with a ballgag in her mouth. My wife said,"Introductions are in order, Sam, meet Jill, you know, your internet friend. Jill this is my husband Sam". My jaw dropped to the floor. I had been corresponding with Jill over the net for several months. We traded kinky bdsm stories and commiserated on the lack of bdsm in our lives. She was a submissive whose husband was as vanilla as it gets. Being submissive myself, with a mate that showed no interest in kink was our common bond.

"How did you find out about her", I stammered. "I went to college too, if you remember, just because I don't spend a lot of time on the computer doesn't mean I don't know how to use it. I've also read all those stories you two wrote to each other. Pretty disgusting stuff if you ask me. I never knew you were so twisted". "But how did you get her here?" I asked. "I just looked through your e-mail, called directory assistance, and got her work number. I told her you had been badly hurt and that you were asking to meet her. Actually, it was part truth, except the badly hurt part will be in a few minutes". "I will have no part of this", I told her"Untie her and ler her go". "I thought you might say something like that". she said in a threatening tone. "If you both don't comply, I will leave you and take the baby with me. Then I'll send these to Jills unsuspecting husband". She handed me a stack of polaroids that showed Jill in various states of dress and bondage. I'll bet her husband would be so proud". I knew I was defeated. I looked at Jill and apologized, then asked my wife what she wanted me to do.

"First things first, strip", she ordered. When I stood there naked, she told me to put my hands behind my back and locked my hands into the old set of handcuffs that used to hang on my car mirror when I was a teen. She then folded me over the back of the couch so my face was buried in the cushions. Between the cuffs and the position I was in, I was helpless. Next thing I know, she had untied Jill and placed her in a similar position next to me on the couch. "Everybody comfy?", she asked. She walked around to the front of the couch where we could both see her. In her hand she had a piece of oak 1x3 that she had gotten from my workshop. She then walked around the back of the couch and spoke again,"I know from your writing that you both enjoy pain. Lets see if you enjoy this" She then proceeded to swing that oak like a major league hitter. First on my ass, then on Jill. Back and forth she went, with each came a count. When she had paddled each of our asses twenty five times, she stopped.

Jill was sobbing through her gag into the couch cushion, I felt like doing the same. She pulled Jill up off the couch untied her and removed the ballgag. "OK Jill",she commanded"Now I want you to punish him for what he has put you through. After all, this is his fault. We BOTH have to teach him a lesson". Much to my surprise, Jill agreed with her. "I thought you were submissive?" I asked her. "I am, but that does not mean I don't enjoy being dominant too". My wife handed her the oak, and I received twenty five more painful swats on the ass. Man, are these women attending baseball camp or what? By this time I thought my ass could not feel any worse. Once again, on this day, my wife would prove me wrong.

My wife then said, "Jill, help me strap this on". I gulped, strap WHAT on? I thought. I felt something probing at my asshole. "I also read those female rape stories that you wrote", my wife declared. "Now fiction will become fact. Jill, position yourself so he can eat your pussy while I do this. Keep his mouth busy so he can't scream". Jill walked around to the front of the couch, laid on the floor on her back, and pushed her crotch up into my face. I pulled my head back and tried to turn away. Jill smacked my face and grabbed me by the hair and pulled me down into her pussy. "I thought you weren't into dominance"? I said. She replied,"I wasn't before, but it's a womans prerogative to change her mind. Now eat my pussy so I can come. Your wife has got me hot". Once again she pulled my face into her pussy.

Now the gently probing intruder at my ass had become an alien invader. My wife pushed the strap on so deep into me that it momentarily took my breath away. I could not believe this was happening. Oblivious to my pain, Jill pulled my hair, forcing my face deep into her pussy. "Tongue my pussy so I can come all over your face", she demanded. Meanwhile my wife was pushing that dildo in and out, in and out. My ass was burning from the paddling I had received, now it felt as if a telephone pole was being shoved in it. I continued to eat Jill's pussy while my wife worked me over with that dildo. I was actually getting into it. I had never seen my wife take such control before. This whole scene was like a story in a magazine. You know, the ones that you find hard to believe. Well, the dildo in my ass was surely making me a believer. My face was now covered with Jills juices and I heard my wife saying "Eat her pussy, I want to see that bitch come in your face". Man, was this MY wife? I don't know what had gotten into her, but I liked it. She was getting off on the whole control scene, shouting out encouragement and obscenities the whole time I ate Jill's pussy.

The air started filling up with the sounds of these two woman nearing orgasm. Jill was grinding my face into her clit, while my wife was burying that dildo as deep as she possibly could. Each time she pushed it all the way in she would moan as the other end of the dildo pushed on her clit. Each time she pushed, it would force my face deeper into Jill's pussy, causing her to moan and throw her head back. I licked and nibbled and danced my tongue all over her labia and clit. Her moans increased in their tempo and volume. Suddenly, she released my hair. Great I thought, I can breathe again. Once again, I was wrong. As soon as she released her hands, she scissored her legs around my head, putting me in a headlock with that sweet pussy in my face. What, is she, some kind of pro wrestler too? She then started to scream, arching her back so high, that only her shoulders were touching the ground. Her body began to ripple with a series of violent spasms, each one emanating at her feet and moving down to her head in waves. With each one her legs tightened their grip and each time I jammed my tongue deeper into that now dripping pussy. Every time I jammed my tongue deeper, a new wave of pleasure would wash over her. My wife had slowed her assault on my ass while watching this beautiful woman in the throes of orgasmic ecstasy. "Come you bitch, come", my wife shouted. Finally, Jills body could stand no more. She released my head from its deathgrip, pivoted on her ass and lay spent, panting, moaning, and sweating as her exhausted body began to recover from a workout unlike any other. Suddenly, my wife pulled out of my ass. Finally, I thought, I just might be able to shit normally again.

My wife walked over to where Jill lay on the carpet. She knelt down and kissed her long and deep with a passion she never used on me. Lesbian tendencies? Another surprise in a day chock full of surprises. My sweet, timid, vanilla wife had become a bisexual dominatrix. Could life get any better? She then began whispering in Jills ear and they both began to giggle. They stood up, and smiled at me. Somhow I knew that my problems were just beginning. My wife took off the dildo harness, handed it to Jill, who then put it on. "Now its my turn to fuck you ", she said with a smile.

"No thanks, I don't want any more", I said. "Whenever did it become a question of what you want", she asked with an evil smile. "Your wife wants to see your face as you get it in the ass, and I want to see you eat her till she comes as long and hard as I did". Jill then took up position behind me, and my wife positioned herself so I could lick her already dripping pussy. Jill leaned over my back and whispered in my ear " Here it comes lover". With that, she jammed the dildo to the hilt in my ass. I would have screamed, but my wife had grabbed my hair and forced it into her wet pussy, effectively drowing out any and all protests. Now the roles were reversed, but the overall results were the same. Jill worked that dildo in and out of my ass, while I licked and probed that pussy that I knew so well. Between moans she encouraged Jill to "Fuck his ass, bitch". My oral assault on her pussy was causing her orgasm to build, while Jills speed and intensity began to increase. Now I've got a woman on either end of me, both of them getting ready to come. I might be crushed between the two of them. The phrase: Dying with a smile on my face, came to mind. Suddenly my wife screamed and shook, forcing her pussy harder and harder against my face. At the same time, Jill screamed and pushed that dildo into my ass so hard I thought it would come out my mouth. I could feel the dildo vibrating in my ass as another violent orgasm assaulted her. I was trapped between two orgasmic women, wondering if I would survive, and not really caring. Finally it was over.

Jill walked around the front of the couch where my wife lay, knelt down and kissed her, then started whispering in her ear. God, I hate when they whisper like that. Then my wife spoke, "Jill and I decided that this should be a regular occurence." "No way", I said, "I'm not going through this again". Jill then spoke, "OK, but you force us to send a copy of this to your friends at work". She pointed to the corner of the room where a video camera stood on a tripod, it's blinking red light taunting me as I realized I was at the mercy of these two women. Finally, I was released from my bonds and allowed to stand. Each woman walked up and kissed me, long and deep. Till next time...