I left for work early, kissing Joshua on the way out. His cock cage bumped my thigh. “Don’t forget, dear, the parcel will be here at three. Don’t miss the delivery, or I will be angry, having taken all that time sorting it out. Love you. See you at 4 this afternoon.”

“Okay, darling, I’ll be here. Don’t worry.”

At lunch time, I slipped out and went shopping for a new sexy dinner dress.

I found a black one cut very low, both in the back and the front, with two slits up the sides.

There would be no bra with this dress, just tiny cups where my breasts would sit. I also bought a tiny black thong and black silk seam stockings.

Even the salespeople were wowed when I walked out of the dressing room.

“Oh my,” one said. “You look amazing.”

“Stunning,” said the other salesgirl.

I pulled up to the drive at 16:15, got out of the car, and walked into the house, throwing my keys on the table. “Joshua, are you here?”

“Yes, Mistress. I am running your bath.”

I climbed the stairs, and there in the bathroom was Joshua, bent over the bath in his maid’s uniform, showing off his silk panties.

I smiled when he turned. “Baby, you lookwonderful.” I held his cock cage through the panties. “I hope you cleaned yourself well this afternoon?”

“Yes, my Mistress. I did”

“Come. We need a name for our beautiful new maid. Any suggestions?”

“I was thinking of Sarah,” Joshua said.

“Sarah, you say? Yes. I like Sarah. Okay, help me undress, please. And you may also help shave my pussy very smooth.” Sarah unhooked my skirt and unbuttoned my blouse. Both went in the wash, as did my panties and bra.

“What’s next, Mistress?”

“Hair remover cream, please, Sarah. You know where it is. Good gurl. Now spread it over my pussy, around my anus and tight little bottom cheeks, please. You may use my razor for my legs and armpits.”

Sarah shaved my legs from top to bottom and my armpits, too. Then I got in the bath, and Sarah washed me from top to bottom as I lay there being pampered. I stepped into the shower and washed my hair. I stood with my legs wide as my maid towelled me dry.

“Sarah, I need the tongue test for tonight. Run your tongue over my pussy, bottom, and anus, please. I perched my foot on the toilet, and Sarah licked my mons and pussy all over, from my clitty to my anus, and over my bum cheeks. Not a hair was to be found. She even gave my labia a few licks, too.

“Sarah,” I said. “Can you remove your panties, please?”

‘Why, Mistress?”

“Because you can’t be trusted to be alone. You must earn my trust once again.” I took a box out of my handbag and opened it.

Sarah’s eyes widened as I opened the box. Inside, there was a huge silver and red-jewelled anal plug with a black wire covered. The device had a lock and an adjustable mechanism.

“Once locked,” I said as I fitted it around her hips, “you cannot remove it.” I had Sarah bend over my makeup table and, with the help of some Vaseline, slipped the plug into her ass and locked the wire to her cock cage. “There,” I said. “Nice and snug, baby. Right, Sarah, go make me a cup of tea while I get ready for my dinner.”

I dressed, putting my stockings and suspenders belt before my tiny thong. I felt so sexy in my new dress with my large nipples poking against the silk fabric. I did my hair and makeup and put on red lipstick. I looked amazing if I said so myself.

I walked downstairs. There, in his maid outfit, was Joshua as Sarah, looking wonderful with a dreamy smile on his face and a very damp patch in his black silk panties. He looked up when I walked in.

“Jean! You’re… Oh my god, you’re so beautiful. But you’re only supposed to be having dinner with Kendall Beckford.”

“I am, dear. Just dinner, but you never know a girl’s luck, do you? Like when you got lucky with Richard at that glory hole.

“But, but, what about me, dear. What of me?”

“I put a red baby doll nightgown out for you, with matching red silk panties, for when I leave. You may take off your maid’s outfit once I’ve left. I don’t know what time I will be home, but I will be home, dear, and don’t wait up.” I kissed Sarah’s lips and put my hand on her cock cage. Her panties were dripping wet, and she almost fainted when I pulled on the cage, which pulled the cord on the anal plug. I turned and left my husband with his mouth open, very confused and agitated.

I pulled up to Julie’s and Alan’s house, got out, and rang the doorbell. The door opened, and there was Alan in his suit and tie. Julie came rushing to the door in a very short dress.

“Wow, Jean,” she said. “You look amazing. What a beautiful dress.”

“Thank you, Julie,” I said. “But look at you, too. So beautiful.”

We had a glass of wine and chatted while Alan finished dinner preparations. Both of us were wearing our keys around our necks, and we were both fondling them as we talked.

Alan appeared. “Dinner is served, ladies.”

It was a beautiful dinner. Afterwards, we sat in the lounge drinking our wine and talking about our jobs.

Alan walked in and sat in the chair across from us just as I said, “Julie, why are your keys also around your neck?”

She said it straight out. “To make sure Alan knows who’s in charge here.”

I laughed. “That’s exactly what my key is for. Is it a cock cage key?”

“Yes, darling,” Julie said. “It makes him behave and holds his concentration on my pussy. It stops him wanking all the time to porn on his computer, else I’d have no sex whatsoever.”

“That’s what mine is for. Otherwise, Joshua would be off and wanking his cock silly.”

Julie turned to Alan. “Alan, drop your trousers, please. Show Jean your cock cage.”

Alan looked at his wife. “But… but… Julie, I, uh, don’t think this is the—”

Julie cut him off. “Just do it, or you’ll find yourself in that for a week. Do it!”

Alan stood and dropped his trousers.

“Take your shirt off, too,” Julie ordered. “We can’t see you properly. Men, they really don’t think, do they?”

Alan removed his shirt and stood with his hands behind his back, his cock imprisoned in his stainless cock cage.

“Come over here,” Julie said, “and kneel at our feet. Now!”

Alan came to us. His cage was clearly larger than my husband’s.

Julie slipped off her high heels and used her toes to lift his balls, making his cock quiver and jump in its cage.

“Oh, Julie,” I said. “It’s a nice big one. May I feel it, dear?”

“Yes. It’s harmless enough when it’s locked away like this.”

As I held his heavy, hanging balls, a tiny drop of liquid oozed from the tip of his cock. I gently squeezed his soft and smooth balls. “Did you go without his cock for long?” I asked.

“Almost a year,” Julie said. “I caught him tossing off to a cuckold video, a man watching another man fuck his wife.”

“Joshua was doing the same thing. Only he was reading about it, too.”

Just then, Alan moaned as my fingernails slowly scratched his balls. “It looks like a nice cock, too.”

“It’s a big one,” Julie said.

“Has he seen you fuck another man yet?”

“Oh no. It’s hard to find another cock as big as his.”

“Yes,” I said. “But there are the big black cocks out there. Very dominant men, not at all bothered about the husband watching, as they show them how we should be fucked. You’re lucky you have a big cock. I have to make do with Joshua’s six-inch cock and not a big ten-inch glistening and throbbing real man cock.”

Julie leaned over. “You poor thing.

She kissed me gently, and her hands slipped beneath my dress and pulled out my heavy breasts. My large nipples were hard as iron as she bent her head and sucked them, leaving me breathless. Alan moaned, and a long ribbon of pre-cum hung from the tip of his cock cage.

I gasped. “I think Cucky is enjoying watching you touch me, darling. His cock’s dribbling with pre-cum.”

Julie laughed. “He’s a constant oozer when locked away.”

“Mine is the same, but he’d be licking up that mess.”

“A real handy sissy, then?”

“Oh yes. Very handy.”

Julie got up and slipped her hand in mine. “Come with me, you sweet girl.” As she led me up the stairs, she looked over her shoulder. “Alan, you can bring our drinks up, and you may sit in the chair and watch.”

Alan moaned again. “Yes, Mistress,” he replied.

I heard Alan moan again, getting up and following a little time later,

Julie took my dress off and peeled my panties down. She hung them on the chair's arm. “For him to sniff,” she said. “He likes doing that.”

She lay me over her king-size bed with my legs wide open. She took off her dress and draped it over a stool along with mine. We were both naked except for our stockings and suspenders. Julie dove between my thighs, kissing my dripping pussy and licking and sucking on my hard clitty. My pussy dripped with excitement. My moans and gasps echoed around the bedroom.

Alan walked in and stopped dead. The poor thing almost dropped the drinks at the sight of his wife worshipping my pussy.

Julie, her eyes glazed over and filled with lust, looked up. “Put those drinks over there, slave, and hurry.”

“Yes, Mistress,” he said. “Please let me taste your sweetness again, my love.”

“Shut up, slave, or I’ll gag you with Jean’s panties.”

Julie took her belt from her dress, tied his hands together behind his back, and ordered him to open his mouth. She pushed my dripping wet silk panties into his mouth.

“Now kneel over Jean’s head,” Julie ordered. “She could do with a sample of your dribbling cock juice.”

Alan obeyed, kneeling over my face. Julie grabbed his cock in its cock cage and slowly rubbed the tip over my red ruby lips, leaving a trail of thick pre-cum juices all around my lips. She then let it ooze over my tongue. “Suck on the tip, baby,” she whispered as she fingered my pussy. “Suck his juices. Taste what I taste when I need him. My slave has a beautiful cock, and he does fuck my pussy so well.”

I took the whole head of Alan’s cock cage into my mouth and sucked hard. I slipped my tongue through the bars to lick his cock head and watched him sucking on the gusset of my panties.

Suddenly, he shuddered and spat them out. “Mistress!” he begged. “Take it off, Mistress. I want to fuck you and your lover. Please, please, Mistress.”

Julie stared at him. “You want me to let you fuck my beautiful, sweet darling Jean? No. No. No. You said, Alan, and I’m quoting you, ‘I won’t let you fuck another man’s cock! I can’t do it! I won’t let you do it! You’re my wife!’ Unquote. So… do you think I’m going to let you fuck my darling Jean’s beautiful pussy, the sweetest thing I have ever tasted? Dream on, slave.” She dropped her head and licked my pussy, making me moan as I nursed and licked Alan’s cock-caged penis, tasting his constant stream of pre-cum juices oozing from his cage.

“Please! I beg you, Mistress. Take it off, and I promise you can fuck other men as long as I am with you. Just take it off. Please!”

Julie looked up from between my legs, her face glistening with my sex juices. “You heard that, Jean. You’re my witness.”

I turned my head away from sucking Alan’s caged cock. “Yes, he has promised you, Julie. You can have your pick of any man’s cock you wish, as long as Alan is by your side. You may take his cock cage off.”

Julie took the key from around her neck and, with a turn of the key, Alan’s cock burst free from its confinement, and the cage fell to the floor. I watched his cock grow and grow and grow as I kissed and licked his balls. Oh my word, it was big.

Alan moaned. “Now suck my cock, you teasing bitch.”

I sucked his fat mushroom head into my mouth and licked his shaft as he fed his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. Bit by bit, he fucked his cock into my throat. I sucked hard, squeezing his cock with my throat muscles and pulling his cock almost out before sliding it back in time and time again. All the while, Julie licked my pussy and sucked my labia. She slipped her ring finger deep in my asshole as she tongue-lashed my clitty.

My orgasm began its ascent through my body, and I moaned as that big white cock throbbed and pulsed in my throat.

“Oh fuck, Julie,” Alan gasped. “She sucks my cock so well, babe. I’m going to come… I’m going to come…” He jerked his cock out of my throat and mouth as Julie slid up my body, as she fingered my pussy and G-spot. We kissed and licked his cock head.

“Oh fuck,” Alan cried as Julie and I tongue-lashed his pee eye. The first salvo of semen fired over my tongue, across my face, and on Julie’s lips. Then jet after jet of spunk squirted over my face as Julie and I kissed, our tongues twisting and turning. I suddenly orgasmed like someone had broken a dam.

Alan repositioned on the bed and slipped his still-hard cock into his wife’s cunt. He fucked her hard like a man possessed. I rolled off the bed, picked up my silk panties, and watched as I slowly wiped Alan’s first thick load from my face and onto my pantie gusset.

I heard Alan whispering in Julie’s ear. “You’re mine, baby, all mine.”

Julie was moaning. “Yes, I am. Yes, I am, baby. I love you.”

After Julie came hard all over his big fat cock, Alan looked at me. “Your next, bitch.”

“No, Alan,” I said. “I’m not part of your plans for tonight. I have a worried husband at home and eager for my return.”

Alan moved towards me, wanking his cock hard. “I’ve got to come. I’ve got to come.”

“Come over her pussy, baby,” Julie said. “Spray that cum all over her smooth pussy so I can lick it all up.”

I sat in his chair as Alan jerked his cock over my pussy. He grunted and came, stroking his cock as squirt after squirt sprayed over my fat pussy lips.

I pulled my panties up and rubbed the gusset into my labia, soaking the gusset with his cum. Then I dressed quickly and whispered in Julie’s ear. “You have what you want now. A hall pass for the big black boys down at the gym.” I kissed her dreamy face and slipped out of their bedroom as Alan took his wife in his arms and kissed her.

I jumped in my car and drove home so fast that I was there in 15 minutes. The house was dark as I put my key in the door. I opened it to find my husband sitting in the dark in his red babydoll nighty and the matching red silk panties, which were showing a huge wet spot.

Joshua’s eyes were red as if he had been crying,

“What’s the matter, darling?” I said. “I told you not to wait up.”

“He fucked you, didn’t he? He fucked you with his huge black cock.”

“What does it matter to you?”

“I am your husband, Jean. It matters!”

“Joshua! Did you think of me, your wife, when I sent you to suck, yes suck, all those black men’s cocks? Remember, Joshua?

You just had to let that Richard fuck your sissy pussy. You gave up your ass cherry to Richard’s huge black cock.”

“I know,” Joshua said. “I know, but I was wrong, baby. I am so sorry. Did you let Kendall Beckford fuck you?”

“Yes, and it was wonderful. He filled my pussy twice, and I came four times on his huge black cock as I begged for more. Why don’t you come to bed and lick me clean, baby? Be my sissyboi. Be my cuckold sissy and clean up your sexy wife.”

Joshua got up and kissed me hard, licking inside my mouth. “I can taste him in your mouth, and I can smell his cum on your lips and face.” His fingers combed through my blonde hair and gripped my hair in his fist, pulling my head back. He pulled my dress to one side, and his hand dove inside my soaking wet panties and tore them off my body.

He picked them up and looked inside the gusset filled with semen. He lifted my panties to his face, sniffed, and licked the gusset. “He fucked you good,” he said. “I wanted to be there with you, Jean. I wanted to be a part of you being fucked.”

“ I wanted to be there the first time you were fucked, to be part of your deflowering, Joshua.”

“Oh, Joshua,” I said. “I know that, but I had to know if I could do it. I love you so much, but what if I couldn’t fuck another man in front of you? This was a trial run to see if I could fuck another man.”

“Look at me dressed like this. I’m no longer a man and yet not a woman. I am a gay, white sissy male sucking black men’s cock.”

“I find that such a turn on, baby. I thought it turned you on, too?”

“I’m worried I am losing you,” Joshua said. “I cried all night long because I thought I was losing you.”

“Oh, baby. No! You’re not losing me. I love you. My love for you is stronger than ever. Tonight was special to me, and I raced home to see you, to be in your arms once again. I want you to be whoever you want to be. Male, sissyboi, or just plain old you. Take me to bed and make me yours again.”

“Even dressed like this? A sissy gay femboi locked up in a chastity belt and cock cage?”

I lifted the key from around my neck and unlocked his cock, kissing and licking his precum. I sucked him hard and then pulled the plug out of his asshole and tossed the whole contraption into the bin. “Come to bed, dear,” I said. “I’ve found my loving man again. Come on fuck my brains out like you did last time.”

“But… but I only have a little cock, not a big black cock.”

“Who cares! I have the man/woman of my dreams, and no one will be disrespectful to you. If they are, then we will never see them again. Don’t you know this yet? You are the man of my dreams. I love you till I die, no matter what happens.”

My husband picked me up and carried me to bed, and, oh my, did we fuck each other. He was wonderful.

The next morning, I had breakfast in bed. I looked at Joshua and saw he was wearing his cock cage. The red ruby of his anal plug was visible when he bent over, his chastity belt locked around his waist. The keys were hung back around my neck.

“You know,” I said. “I threw that away last night.”

“I know, dear, but it’s a message to all that you owe me. You own all of me. Even with my collar and leash, I am yours, and I really do like that, my Mistress.”

“Why don’t you give Richard a call and set up a dinner date with us?”

The next evening, Joshua called Richard at eight o’clock at the number Richard had given him. Joshua asked if he would like to have dinner with us at a restaurant we use from time to time. We settled on Saturday evening, the 10th of July, at eight thirty. Joshua then called the restaurant and made a reservation.

The day finally arrived, and we had a spa day together. I had my body, pussy, legs, and underarms depilated and my hair cut and blow-dried. Joshua had the hair on his legs and chest removed and even shaved with a cutthroat razor

“Hmm, baby,” I purred. You’re so smooth.”

I dressed to kill in a beautiful red dress cut low in front and back, red stockings and suspenders, a red bra, and a pair of red satin panties. I wore the ankle chain with Joshua’s key hanging from it. Joshua, locked in his cock cage, wore black silk panties and a dinner suit. We had two very stiff martinis at home and took a taxi to the restaurant.

Joshua opened the restaurant door for me at eight thirty. “Thank you, cucky,” I said as I walked through.

Joshua smiled and, because he knew I was in Mistress mode, walked behind me. The maître d' approached, and I told him our names.

“Yes,” he said. “Your guest is here and awaiting you.” He led us to our table, and there was Richard in his dinner suit.

Joshua extended his hand. “Hello, Richard. How are you, my friend? I would like you to meet my wife, Jean.”

Richard stood. “Very nice to meet you, Jean.” He gasped when the maître d' took my coat. “Joshua, you never told me how beautiful your wife is.”

I smiled. “And Joshua never told me how handsome his friend is.”

Richard took my chair and seated me. Throughout dinner, we chatted about our jobs, holidays in Barbados and America, and life in general. The food was wonderful, and the company was very polite and very respectful. At the end of the evening, we had coffee and brandy.

Joshua called a taxi and paid our bill, and Richard insisted on paying his bill.

I watched Richard follow Joshua to the toilet, and, knowing they’d have a conversation about me, I had already primed my husband, “I told Joshua while we were waiting for the taxi to the restaurant, “that he’s being sounded out this evening. I’m sure he’ll notice my ankle bracelet with your cock cage key and know it means you are my slave. He’ll get the message.”

Joshua went to the toilet, and Richard followed him, so what’s happening now, Joshua?

Richard, you were being sounded out this evening, yes, I saw that ankle bracelet with your cock cage key on it, as did most of the men in here. Your wife is a very beautiful and desirable woman, Joshua.

Most of the men and some women are interested in her,

Richard, does wearing that bracelet send such a strong message, Richard?

Oh yes, it says she’s looking for a cock, she's sending a message to all that she owns your cock, and you're her cuckold sissyboi, Josh,

I do like her, Joshua,

She likes you, too, Richard, but don’t push it too hard. We will talk again, ok Richard, sure thing, my friend. Richard gave me a huge hug and a kiss on my lips. He had a good feel of my cock in its cage.

hmmm, she has you locked up all safe and sound,

I like your wife, Joshua!

We returned to my wife

As we returned, a strange man was leaning over my wife, he was whispering in her ear, Jean was smiling, nodding her head and I might add gently fondling his big hard cock through his trousers, racking her nails over his throbbing cock, he looked straight at us both, he kissed her hand and promptly left as we approached her, handing her a scrap of paper that she put in her handbag,

“Jean, who was that?”

Shush, Joshua, “I will tell you later, Joshua.”

“The taxi is here for us. Thank you for a wonderful evening, Richard. I do hope we see each other very soon.”

“The pleasure was all mine, Jean,” Richard said. “I can’t say when I had a more pleasant evening. I hope we spend more time together, and soon.”

“Well, Richard, Joshua, and I are having a dinner party on Friday evening next week. Just a couple of close friends. Would you like to come?”

Richard smiled. “I would love to attend one of your dinner parties.”

“Okay, then. See you next Friday, Joshua will give you the address.”

Richard took my hand and kissed it. “Thank you both for a most memorable night.”

I leaned into Richard and whispered. “I think Joshua and I can do better next time we meet.” Then I raised my voice so everyone could hear. “A much better evening.”

The maître d' opened the restaurant door. Joshua opened the taxi door. I got in, making sure to flash my ankle bracelet for all to see. “Come, cucky,” I said. “I require your attention at home.”

Once Joshua was in the taxi, I turned to him. “Richard is a very nice man. Very attentive to you and me, dear.”

“Who was that man in the restaurant?” Joshua asked, obviously concerned. “And what did he want? And who else is coming to dinner on Friday night? It’s usually our take-away night in.”

“Tell me, Jean, who was that man you were so openly fondling in the restaurant?”

Oh, don’t be so silly, no one could see what I was doing, Joshua.

Richard and I could see what was happening,

Well, I was waiting for your return when a man approached our table. He introduced himself and kissed my hand. He noticed my ankle bracelet and was making a move on me, but retreated when you and Richard returned,

But dear,

“Firstly,” I said. “The man wanted to know if he could fuck me, also if he could fuck you, my sissy boi, Joshua! He had a very big, hard cock, and just because of my hotwife bracelet on my ankle,

Fuck, Sammy, I thought you were going to get his throbbing cock out and suck it, or have me suck it on my knees in the restaurant, you wish, dear sissyboi,

“Cheeky bugger,” Joshua said.

“It’s the bracelet, dear. It sends out the message that I am open to fuck. He wanted his submissive wife and me to fuckhim, also if I could bring you to watch and clean up our cum filled pussy's, then you would suck his cock hard again afterwards, they all know you're my Cuckold sissy boi,

When do we meet him, Sammy?

“I told him I had enough big black cocks fucking me, thank you,”

But he gave you his number, yes, he did, dear. You never know, I might need a little more cock after a time.

And the answer to your second question about the party is it’s just you, me, Richard, and, I hope, his big black cock.”