becoming owned

[owned wife]

Panty hose with the crotch cut out is not my normal
attire. Nonetheless, there I was -- wearing them.
And listening to my husband saying "Master, please
fuck my wife. She's your slave and cunt, and needs
your cock. She's dripping, just hoping she gets a
chance to feel your big cock in her. Please Master,
fuck her hard!"

Hubby was right. I was wet -- dripping, And I was
master's slave. Lying on my back, on Master's bed.
My butt at the edge, my legs bent back, arms looped
around my knees, pulling my legs back and apart. I
could feel the air on my wet pussy. And I was waiting
-- waiting for Master to fuck me like he has so many
times over the last 22 months.

Hubby was kneeling on the floor, his face close to me,
so when master did give me his cock, hubby would be
watching from only inches away.

I wanted to be fucked. And I thought about all the
other times Master fucked me. I thought about how an
otherwise normal couple become owned? How did an
otherwise normal man become Master? As I thought
about that, I decided to share the story of how I
became owned (and so did my husband). But first a
little about us.

I'm lisa, and hubby and Master are both named Robert.
To keep things simple in these posts I'll use hubby or
bobby, and Master or Robert. We are all in our
mid-40s, and I have been owned since Jan 2004. Hubby
was owned about the same time, but wouldn't admit it
until six weeks after me. We have standing date to
serve Master Thursday night, and Master usually has us
serve him sometime over each weekend.

The word "owned" has as many connotations as there are
owners, but to us it means that Master controls us
sexually. Neither of us cum without permission --
even when we are not with Master. I perform all sorts
of sex acts at Master's command, and do not refuse
him.

Hubby is also owned -- but to but to him it largely
means losing the right to cum when he wants, and
losing his "marital rights." He also keeps me clean,
and helps in other ways.

Because I want to let the story unfold as it
happened, I won't say much more now about what we do
for Master. But we do have limits. Those limits are
no sharing, no marking, very little pain. And, we are
discrete. Master, hubby and I are professionals
living in the midwest. Our city is small enough that
our careers could be hurt if our games became known.

We know this is all role playing, and outside of the
specific times we are serving, one seeing us interact
would never know i am master's slave, and hubby is my
cuckold.

As time permits, I hope to add to this each day. Our
story largely started with weekly get togethers, and
each entry will be dated. Master, hubby and I will
do our best to keep the story close to the way it
actually happeened, although we might, on occasion, get dates and events out of order.

 

[owned wife]

Sept 12, 2003

We are a typical married couple in our 40s. We love each other, are happy, but ... time has a way of deflating the passion. Sex became less frequent little by little. I have to get up early, bobby worked late, we're in the middle of a good movie. All excuses, all true, all reasons why things aren't so steamy any more. But, we enjoyed life, enjoyed each other, and were in love in a "middle aged" kind of way.

Friday night we had plans to go out to dinner with friends. Robert, a man we occasionally crossed paths with at work, and his girl friend LaMer, were meeting us for drinks, then dinner. Robert and LaMer are both black, and he is about our age, she a little younger.

We had a few drinks, enjoyed a good meal, and engaged in lively conversation. The only thing unusual at all during dinner came when robert and I simultaneously reached for the salt shaker. Our hands overlapped, and we froze momentarily. Two things struck me as I looked at our hands.

First, my fair skin against his dark looked good. Visually, it was oddly exciting. I'm a fair-skinned blond woman, and the contrast to his dark complexion was.... good. The thought struck me as odd, but I didn't dwell on it.

Because, the second thing I noticed was how big his hands were. I'm a tall woman -- 5'9" -- with long slender fingers. Robert's hands made mine look positively tiny. Size popped into my mind. I'd always heard that a man's finger size was the best indication of cock size. Of course I'd also heard about black men being bigger. I wondered -- was Robert as big as his hands suggested?

After dinner we went to Robert's house, to relax in his hot tub (we expected to do so and had brought swimming suits). Bobby and I changed in the guest bathroom -- he into some baggy trunks, and me into a one piece suit. As we changed, and I saw bobby flopping naked, I thought back to the salt
shaker. Now, I don't have a lot of experience, but i did know compared to the other men I had known bobby is not huge, not big, and most likely small. I briefly thought again of how big Robert might be.

I chose the one piece because I'm a modest woman in her 40s. At 5'9" and 125# I'm still doing OK. But, I'm not quite as toned as I once was, and age was taking its toll. My boobs were what you'd expect on a thin woman -- perhaps even a little smaller. I always considered it someone fitting that I have small boobs, and booby has a small cock.

On the way to the tub, we see Robert and LaMer. Robert is in a tight european style suit. And the hands didn't lie. He looked huge, even tightly packed into his suit. Robert was in great shape -- a very flat stomach and a muscular body. Perhaps it was the alcohol, perhaps that I was in a sexual rut, but for whatever the reason, I started getting horny.

LaMer was dressed in a skimpy two-piece (sure, I wore them when I was 10 years younger also), and had a hard body, with surprisingly big boobs. We followed Robert and Lamer to the hot tub, and I know Bobby was checking her out every step of the way.

In the tub we kept drinking, and were all pretty loose. Robert and LaMer wer very affectionate. She sat on his lap, kissed him, you could see their hands were roaming. And that made me hornier yet. I know bobby felt the same way, because his hands were roaming over me too.

The night got late, we decided to go home, and once there we acted on our horniness. We quickly tore each other's clothes as we walked to the bedroon. Once there bobby sat me down on the bed, knelt on the floor between my legs, and in no time his tongue had brought me to orgasm.

Bobby might be small, but he knew how to use his tongue. We had long ago realized I just could not cum from his cock being in me. So he used his tongue or his fingers. And he usually did so before he came, since after he came, he tended to just lie there.

My orgasm was fast and intense, but I was still horny. I pulled bobby onto the bed and straddeld his chest. To his surprise, rather than sliding down to his crotch, I moved up to his face. "I need more!" I said. He eagerly complied, running his tngue along my lips, then circling my clit, gently crossing over it. Ocassionally pushing his tongue in me. In a short while I was coming again. Again it was a very intense orgasm.

Bobby hadn't known, but the entire time he was eating me, I was thnking of Robert. Thinking of how big he must be. How my skin looked so good against his skin. Thinking of his strong muscular body.

I slid down, and mounted bobby. He easliy slid inside me. And he came in just a few seconds. Truth be told, I only knew he came because he scrunched his eyes, groaned, and his chest shuddered. I couldn't feel him cum in me at all.

Afterwards we lay there catching our breaths, and he said "Well, looks like a little animal got into you tonight'". I agreed, and said he seemd awfully horny himself. After a few more minutes of recovery he mentioned said "Seeing them all over each other in the tub was a turn on, I guess."

I agreed, and added "She sure is in shape and has a great body." I guess that was my way of not talking about Robert's body.

Bobby laughed, and said "Yeah. But are you implying you didn't notice his body? And his size?"

I laughed, admitted I had. And we cuddled and talked. The alcohol must have stilll been affecting us, because bobby eventually asked if they had wanted to swap, would I have done so. The answer was yes, but I wouldn't admit until after bobby said he wanted to to.

Then bobby started talking about him and LaMer, and me and Robert. As he described it, I got horny, and in no time we were having sex again. For the first time ever, I came from him inside me, and he came at the same time. We clutched each other, and he whispered, "I guess we know how THAT idea affects us both."

Sept 13.

I woke up to bobby caressing me. His fingers danced across my breasts, slid down my stomach, and played across my clit. In no time I rolled over, got on top of him, and we fucked again. I smiled, and asked "Still thinking about them?" he looked foolish, but said yes, he was.

So we talked, this time without alcohol clouding our judgement, and played the what if game. What if we really did swap? Would it hurt our marriage? Would we be known in town as sluts? But, in the end we decided to try. We'd get together with Robert and LaMer, get them *****, and suggest a swap.

 

[owned wife]

Sept 19, 2003

We spent the week planning, and were ready for
tonight. The past week bobby and I had frequent sex,
and it was much more lively, much more intense than
normal.

Wednesday night, as bobby lay in bed he had a very
hard cock, and I asked bobby what he was thinking of.
Without missing a beat, he replied he was imagining
Friday night. I asked him to describe it to me.

He went on for a bit about him and LaMer, and then i
playfully punched him and asked "What about me?" He
said he imagined me kneeling on the floor in front of
Robert, sitting on a chair. We were naked, and Robert
had one hand in my hair. I leaned forward, my lips
parted, and kissed his cock. As bobby continued I
realized that he not only wanted LaMer, he wanted
Robert to have me. His description was vivid, and
made me intensely horny. When bobby described Robert
pumping in my mouth, his cock sliding in and out, I
began to play with myself. In a matter of minutes, I
came. What surprised me was that bobby came to -- as
he described that big dark cock sliding in and out of
my lips.

We lay there panting, and I said "bobby, we came
before you finished the story. Where does Robert cum
in it?" He replied with a smile, "I guess that's up to him!"

Friday night came, and we put our plan in motion.
Robert and LaMer met us for drinks. We started by
bobby ordering a bottle of nice champagne -- he said
for everyone to help him celebrate. When asked about
what was being celebrated, he just said it was a long
time coming, exciting, but confidential.

The celebration led to more drinks, and eventually we
had dinner. After dinner we invited them back to our
place for more celebrating.

Once there bobby opened a bottle of wine. When Robert
and LaMer were pretty *****, I suggested a game of
trivial pursuit. There was a little playful banter
about who would win, when bobby said "I'm certain lisa
and I will win. So certain I'll back it up with a
bet." Robert countered they would win, and so it
went, back and forth.

Finally, bobby said, "Well, are you confident enough
to play "strip" trivial pursuit? Or was that just
empty bragging before."

Somewhat slowly Robert said "OK". LaMer looked
unhappy and whispered in his ear. After a few back
and forths she agreed (reluctantly) to play. The
rules were agreed on -- for each right answer both
players on the other team took off a piece of
clothing. The women's clothing was blouses, panties,
bras, skirt (for me) pants (for LaMer), and each shoe
-- for 6 "pieces of the pie". The men's clothing was
pants, shirts, underwear, socks (as one) and shoes (as
one). The men would be naked in only 5 "pie pieces",
which was one of the concessions made to LaMer.

The game progressed, and we did our best to keep the
game close, but be slightly more naked. We also kept
the wine flowing. When bobby was naked, and i had
only panties left, Robert said "looks like we'll kick
your asses. So what happens when we win the game? I
said "There's still time -- don't be so cocky."

That got a good laugh, seeing as bobby was naked.
After it died down bobby said -- "OK -- if you win,
you can have a go at lisa, but if we win I get..."

Before he could finish LaMer objected -- what does she
get if she and Robert win. So, I replied "OK --
winners have the losers go down on them." All agreed,
and we pushed ahead.

A few minutes later I was naked with bobby. Robert
asked for me to bring another bottle of wine. When I
returned, he said "Turn around slowly, I want a better
view of my winnings". I turned red, but turned around
nonetheless. Another ten minutes later, we lost (or
was it won!).

I pretended to be reluctant, and said "I guess we have
to pay up. bobby you first." Bobby made no
pretense of being reluctant, and smiled as he turned
to LaMer knelt before her, and said "my tongue is at
your disposal, Ma'am" We laughed, but she said "them
first".

We had all been sitting on the floor, and I suggested
Robert sit on the couch. He was already down to his
underwear, and I knelt before him, and gently slid
them down. This was my first look at his cock. I
held it gently, and kissed it. As I did so bobby
moved to the couch, to get a better view.

I was amazed at how big it was. Much much bigger than
bobby's or any other I'd seen. I kissed the middle first, then worked to the end. Then licked my way back to the base. I have
to say that I was the most excited I had ever been.
A weeks worth of anticipating, and then to have the
real thing be bigger than expected was .... amazing.

I did my best sucking, licking, Robert leaned back at
first. Then forward with his hands in my hair. I
lifted that big cock and nuzzled his balls. I did
everything I could think, He was starting to breath
sharply, and was close to cumming. I wasn't sure what
I wanted to do with it. My usual practice is to catch
bobby's in my hand. I had NEVER swallowed, nor
intentionally had him cum on my face.

But both ideas turned me on at the moment. I felt
Robert's legs stiffen, and his hands tightly held my
head. That was it, I was about to swallow.

The first spurt came into my mouth, and the
unbelievable happened. I came too! I had not been
touching myself. It was unprecedented. A
spontaneous orgasm! And while I came, Robert
continued to cum. And cum. And cum.

Some leaked out of my mouth, and I swallowed the rest.
"Wow" was all I could say. "Wow." Robert said "did
you cum too". I thought it odd he could not tell,
since I had been bucking wildly with his dick in my
mouth. But as I answered "yes", bobby said "yes, I did". Bobby had cum just from watching me -- and
Robert had been asking him.

Bobby asked LaMer, where she wanted him, and she had him
lie down, She sat on his face, and let him do his
thing. Robert and I watched, and bobby was hard from
this. LaMer rode bobby's face for about 5 minutes
before cumming.

She slid off, and caught her breath. Bobby lay next
to her, face glistening, smiling with a raging
hard-on. My eyes went from bobby's hard-on to
Robert's. The difference in size was remarkable. I
guessed Robert was twice as thick, and more than
half-again as long.


A few minutes later, bobby said, "Anyone ready for the
second game?" We talked over new rules, and decided
not to put our clothes back on. Each right question
by a team would give them the right to tell the other
team to do "something" -- like pose, show themselves,
say things, so long as it involved no one else. In
other words, the answerer couldn't tell the other team
to go down on them, etc.

But, the first team to get 5 right questions won. And
winning meant they got to have the losers do what they
wanted. Robert could fuck me if they won, or I
could choose to have Robert go down on me if we won.

LaMer answered the first question right, and they had
bobby and i do a seductive dance. I think it was
funnier than sexy, because neither of us knew the
first thing about it. The second question Robert
answered, and had us display ourselves. I had to lie
down, spread my legs and show my pussy. bobby spread
also.

We got one question right, and we had them display for
us. They got their third one right, and had us pose
again. This time standing up, legs spread, grabbing
our ankles. All this made me unbelievably hot. I was
soooo wet. And they could see it. Robert talked
about it, and asked bobby if i always am such a slut.
Being called a slut sent a shiver -- a good shiver --
down my spine.

They were on a roll, and got the fourth question
right. Robert instructed me to beg to be fucked by
him. I started slow -- "Robert will you have sex with
me? Please?"

 

[owned wife]

Sept 19, 2003 Continued

He insisted i get dirtier, and more into it. "Robert
I need to be fucked. Please slip your cock in my
pussy. Will you drive that big black cock into me?
Please Robert take me..."

bobby was big-eyed and silent while i begged. I
noticed several drops of precum had leaked out, and he
was so into it. LaMer had bobby beg to eat her.
"LaMer, please let me tongue your pussy. I want you
to cum over my face. Please let me lick and suck you.
Please sit on me..."

They answered the fifth questions straight away, and
bobby said "Please claim your prize LaMer." Robert
reached his hand toward me, and said "Your mine now."

We went to the bedroom, bobby leading the way, Lamer following him, Then Robert and I. As we walked Robert was feeling me, his hands were on my ass, in my pussy, cupping my boobs.

In the bedroom bobby ripped the covers off the bed, and quickly laid down. "Please sit on me LaMer. Please let me taste you again." He continued to beg, and she silent mounted his face. As he serviced her, Robert and I stood by the edge of the bed, watching. Robert was behind me, I could feel his husge cock against me. His hands roamed freely, and he whispered in my ear. "I'm claiming you as my prize lisa. Are you ready to pay me. Ready to be fucked."

I leaned into him, and replied "Yes Robert. I want you."

"Beg." was his one word reply.

So I did. "Robert please put that big cock in me. Will you fuck me. Take me Robert. Please let me feel you inside me...."

When LaMer came, Robert pushed me onto the bed, guiding me to my knees. He lowered my head, and said like this. So I knelt, ass up, head on the bed looking at bobby. And at Robert's direction, kept begging.

I could see us in the mirror behind bobby, and my eyes went from looking at our reflection to watching him. Bobby was clearly enjoying the sight -- hard as could be, despite having cum again when LaMer rode him. I don't remember what I said as I begged, it was almost as if I was detached.

But I do remember Robert saying "OK slut", and he knelt behind me. I felt the head slide in and gasped "My GOD." It was like nothing I'd ever felt. Bobby quickly said "You OK". I smiled and nodded, and felt a big cock for the first time.

Robert slid in a little more, then pulled back. He slid again, a little further. He was using one hand to tease my ass. Running a finger along my anus, then sliding toward my pussy. After a few more partial penetrations, I pushed back into him, and said "I want all of it." He pushed to meet me and for a brief moment he was entirely in me.

I felt whole. It was as if a piece of me was missing -- and I had never realized it until then. I was complete. That cock filled me in a way that was meant to be. I moaned and smiled, and the two of us began rocking. After just a few minutes he started to cum. I felt it to a degree unimaginable. And I came. I shook, I screamed, and I came. And he clutched me to him. We collapsed, and reveled in our oneness.

After a time, he pulled out, to a big plop, which made us all laugh. I saw bobby was limp, and figured he must have cum too.

We sat fot a moment, and then LaMer suggested they leave, So we went downstairs, they dressed, and at the door we said good night. Bobby and I were both gushing thanking them for a wonderful time. Robert playfully squeezed my ass, and said "I love to win." La Mer was silent.

We went to bed, I curled into bobby, and he said "I have never been as hard, or cum so much." I replied, "Well I think you could tell I enjoyed myself too." As I drifted off too sleep bobby said, "Maybe again?" And I slept with a smile.

 

[owned wife]

Sept. 26, 2003

I woke up early from anticipation. I was really
looking forward to the evening. As I dressed, I
thought back over the last week.

Saturday morningbefore getting out of bed we talked about Friday
night. At one point answering bobby's question if it was different with Robert, I was trying to say yes, it was different. But at the same time I avoided the size issue because I was worried about hurting bobby's feelings. As I fumbled for
words bobby said "Don't worry dear, I know he's bigger
-- no sense in pretending otherwise. And I know you
came pretty quickly from him. I can handle the
truth." That paved the way for a rather open and honest conversation. After a while we decided to try and swap
again next weekend.

We had sex everyday that week, which was very unusual.
Bobby went down on me every night, and about half the
time we screwed, and half the time I went down on him.
I was hornier than usual -- and so was bobby. I have
to admit that Robert -- and Robert's cock -- were
frequently in my mind, even while bobby and I were having sex.

Tuesday bobby had lunch with Robert, and brought up
swapping again. He said Robert agreed without
hesitating, and they talked about practical issues.
In response to Robert's question, bobby explained that
I could not get pregnant, and learned that all four of
us were disease free and monogamous, other than our
little fantasy games.

Friday night we went home after worked, changed, and
then headed to Robert's. I chose to wear heels, a
short skirt, stockings (one of only two pair I owned),
and a push up bra under a scoop-neck sweater. I was
definitely trying to turn Robert on.

We arrived at Robert's at about 7:00. The plan was to
order pizza, have a few drinks, and move to the hot
tub. Robert answered, invited us, opened a bottle of
wine, and told us Lamer was still not there. We
waited for her, suffering through occassional periods
of awkward silence, but as the wine disappeared we
became more comfortable. Fifteen minutes later
Robert ordered the pizzas.

I started subtly flirting -- leaning forward when
Robert spoke, crossing and uncrossing my legs.
Getting up to get the wine -- waiting on him.

After 8:00 Robert called LaMer. He left the room to speak on the phone privately, and when he returned he said "LaMer doesn't want this. She just isn't into it." At that moment the doorbell rang, and he continued "We can talk about our options over pizza."

While eating Robert was very direct. He said he had really been looking forward to tonight, and was felt very bad that LaMer was a no-show. Particularly without warning. But, we could go forward in a way that all 3 of us enjoyed, or we could just abandon the idea. His suggestion was to move forward, and if at anytime someone wanted to end it, they said so.

I was a little hesitant to say anything, since I didn't want to have bobby be left out. But, when he said OK, lets see what develops, I immediately agreed. Robert said "Well lisa is certainly sexy enough for two men!" I turned a deep shade of red.

After dinner Robert said "OK, lets get our suits on. Now, if its OK with you two, why don't I direct tonight, since you were the ones that led the way last weekend." As we changed I asked bobby if he had told Robert last weekend was a set-up. He sheepishly admitted he had.


In the tub Robert had me sit next to bobby, and suggested we make out. We were both horny, and quickly complied. After a bit, Robert told me to sit on bobby's lap, and face robert across the tub. I could feel bobby was hard, and his hands were on my boobs as he kissed my neck and back. Robert just stared at me which made me a little self-conscious.

Then he told us too stand, me in front facing him. So bobby was behind me, his hands still groping me, and at Robert's direction, he took off his trunks. Then bobby pressed in to me, and his hard-on was pushed aginst my back and ass.

Robert had him lower my swimsuit -- first one side ******** that breast, and then the other. He told bobby to play with my nipples. The combined effects of the cool autumn air, the nipple play, and knowing I was going to be having sex with Robert made my nippples as hard as they ever had been.

Robert stood, and had me lower his suit, and as I did so I fondled him. Helping him get harder and longer. Robert sat on the edge of the tub, and pulled me toward him. bobby followed, and when Robert guided my head down, robert was pressed against my crack. Now his cock head was not into my anus -- he knew better than to try that, and my suit was still covering my bottom in any event. But his cock was nestled in my crack, the head poking up toward my back.

As I sucked on Robert, bobby grinded into me. Robert's hands were on my boobs, and bobby's on my pussy. I paid a little more attention to the details of blow job I was giving than I had the first time I went down on Robert. I tried to see how far I could get him into me. When Robert was about to cum, he told me "Savor it this time, don't swallow it all rigth away."

And he came in my mouth. About that time bobby also came, and I could feel his dribbbles land on my back. I did as I was told, and held what i could in my mouth. Robert pulled out, had me stand, and said to bobby. "Look your wife's got a mouthful of cum." Now, that made me feel a range of emotions, slutty, emabarrased, foolish, but most of all horny. Bobby smiled and said "What a great wife."

Robert talked to me for a minute or so, saying things like "Do you like holding my cum in your mouth? How long have you been such a hot little slut? Do I taste good?" And then said "OK girl, swallow."


Robert said, bobby I think you need to get your wife naked. bobby gently pulled the suit over my ass, and I stepped out of it. "Now, bobby get up there on the edge. lisa turn and face him."

So we were reversed. Bobby was sitting up out of the water, and Robert was behind me. Robert kissed my neck and ear lobes, as his hands caressed my body. Bobby watched in rapt attention - hard and big as he could get.

Robert pushed his cock against my crack, and said, I don't think cumming outside you will do. You want it in you, don't you."

I closed my eyes, pushed into him, and raggedly said "Oh yeah. Do me." He said "Guide me in babe", and I leaned forward, reached back, and held his head against my pussy lips. With one quick push back, I slid over him, taking him into me. I blindly rocked back and forth, feeling that wonderful completeness again. Robert pushed me forward, until my head was at bobby's cock. So I started to suck him.

A few seconds later bobby was ready to cum. I pulled my head back, and squeezed him in my hand, letting him cum there.

Robert started to thrust harder, and I met him -- pushing hard back as he thrust forward. A few minutes later we were both coming. I reached back, grabbed his hips and pulled him tight "Oh god it feels so good. Oh god. Ohhhhh..."

We settled down afterwards, and I sat next to bobby. The conversation afterwards wasn't nearly as awkward, and we made plans to do this again. We had plans Friday, so agreed we'd get together Thursday. Robert said "I'll take the two of you out to dinner, then we come back here." We agreed to go to a nice restaurant, and we would drive to Robert's first, and then take one car out to eat.

 

[trucker]

what a wonderfull story, can't wait to read more about your exploits. if i had been bobby i would have kissed you right after you swalloed Roberts cum

 

[owned wife]

Continued in new thread -- becoming owned October 2003

Because of the length, i amd continuing in a new thread titled becoming owned October 2003. each month will have its owne thread

its at
http://www.darkcavern.com/forums/showthread.php?p=73006#post73006