cuckold experience

I think, on reflection Misstress had been priming me for a few days prior to the Cuckold incident, we’d be in the stores or driving or watching tv and She’s mention how good looking or manly this or that guy looked, or things like ‘i bet he’d show you a good time’ things like that. Then came the weekend, a rare weekend where there were no kids. .

So we got to play all day, me doing all of Mistress’s bidding, the way it should be, and Mistress teasing me and doing her best to keep me aroused (apparently i’m much more compliant in that state!) then came the evening and there was a soccer match on tv that i wanted to watch, and Mistress had given me permission to watch, however she then proceeded to pull one of her favorite tricks, which was to tie me naked to a chair, that was positioned close enough to the sofa that she could rest her legs on my crotch and tease a little more, but facing away from the tv so i could only listen and not watch. Before the game started Mistress decided to make me up, but it was different this time. Usually She was very subtle with Her application of make up, but this time She seemed to be going ott. Which of course turned me on more..something about the smell of makeup….

We were a little way into the game when the phone rang. Mistress answered and started chatting to what sounded like her best friend, whom she proceeded to invite round. This wasn’t unusual, they had been friends for ever and she new all about me. when she came over i was usual, just told to go kneel in the corner or under the stairs ( my time out/reflection place)no two way Mistress stuff here i’m afraid, i was just totally ignored.

In around 5 Min’s the door bell rung, Mistress answered and to my horror she invited a man in. Ignoring me they sat on the sofa chatting about the game and life. i think i started to make some kind of protest, so Mistress pulled a gag out from under a cushion and shut me up. then went back to chatting. eventually Mistress put her legs back up on my crotch and started massaging me, then this guy started rubbing Her legs, Then the darnedest thing, She said ‘thank you sir, may i have some more’ I couldn’t believe it , My mistress who i had never seen back down to anyone was calling this guy Sir and acting like his slut.

well of course it wasn’t long before they were naked and Mistress was all over him, telling him how turned on she was by a man who just took what he wanted and was practically begging for him to take Her. He then got up from the sofa and him and Mistress turned me and the chair around a little so that she could stand up and rest on the arms and he took her for behind. Her face was looking almost directly into mine and her lips were just missing me as she moved with him. She put one hand on my shoulder and t wasn’t long before She cried out in that particular way She had. Her fingernails dug into my shoulder and it really bloody hurt.

> He , not so gently , pulled her upright and then pulled Her to Her knees and positioned Her so that She was kneeling beside the chair, He then ordered Her to blow him , which she did with relish Her head and his cock were practically at my eye level and i watch with horrified fascination, Though of course i was achingly erect. Mistress proceeded to bring him toward climax, i heard him groan and he pulled out of her and finished himself off, You guessed it , pointing in the direction of my face and chest. Once he had finished showering me he took my head in his hand and rubbed his cock all around my face. i could see some of my make up on it when he pulled away. I felt totally humiliated, yet fantastically aroused at the same time.
They spent the next 30 – 45 Min’s just chatting and cuddling each other, once again totally ignoring me.. On leaving He patted me on the head and told me what a good little boy I was, and that was the worst part..

Mistress turned off the tv untied me motioned me up , told me to put my hands behind my back and led me upstairs by my hard as nails erection.. She took me into the spare bedroom, the room i usually slept when i had pissed Mistress off, and laid me down and secured me to the head rest with a longish chain and manacles. i knew that this meant Mistress had finished with me for the night and She wanted to sleep alone. She undid the gag, but told me to leave it in till after she had closed the door. She gave me a couple of strokes , kissed me on the forehead, turned and left.

So there i was, left with dried semen all over my face, i couldn’t begin to imagine the mess the make up was in. a raging erection that i couldn’t do a thing about. Well you can imagine that i didn’t get to sleep any time soon.
I awoke the next day to see Mistress with a tray with some coffee and my fav cookies and a bowl of warm soapy water. she started to wash me gently and started explain that as a free spirit and head of the household She was free to explore any territory she wished. i on the other hand had given up that right when i agreed to be Her slave. she explained that what happened last night in no way took away my standing in Her /our lives and that my compliance to this ideal was a fantastic gift that i had given Her…..