0 comments/ 82874 views/ 18 favorites Three Way With Carla By: StryWrter7 This is written by me, and can be reproduced for your enjoyment, however not if it is reproduced on an Internet pay site, without compensation for me --- the writer. ____________________ This story is fiction. It is meant to be read by adults. Children under the age of 18, please leave. All the characters in this story are of my own imagination, and not real in any sense of the word. Any similarities to that of living people is pure coincidence. This story involves a man & wife being used by a dominatrix. (With a twist) Comments are always appreciated, but please limit those to ideas & not to just give grief. And now --- on with the story. I hope you will enjoy. ***** Karen, my wife of five years, decided to try to get into shape for the New Year and started working out at a local gym. She was doing some weight training and aerobics when she met another woman, Carla who was really into the fitness scene. Carla, at six foot, was nearly eight inches taller than Karen; and she had a lot of muscular definition in her upper body. Karen remarked to me about how large Carla’s breasts were – that she wished she could have DD size too. Karen’s breasts had shrunk as she started to first lose weight – dropping from a C cup to a full B. But I didn’t complain since she lost 22 pounds in seven weeks and looked much better now in a tight skirt than years ago when we had married. Karen took a liking to Carla – and I never even noticed how much that Carla started to mean to my wife. It seemed to me that all of the sudden everything that Carla did was perfect, while Karen seemed unsure of herself – even to the point of calling Carla to see which movie we should watch on our night out. I got curious since I had never met this woman who was starting to play a very important part of my wife’s life. Karen told me how the two of them would work out for 3 ½ hours in the morning; eat a light lunch; then spend the afternoon together either at Carla’s apartment or at home. When I inquired what they did during the afternoons she told me – “Why, whatever Carla wants. She is so good for me. She makes me feel like a real woman.” “Why haven’t I met her yet?” I asked “She works evenings as a escort.” Karen replied like it was no big deal. “Escort? With strange men?” I questioned her “Men – Women – whoever pays her.” She retorted “You are hanging around with a prostitute?” I smarted off “Don’t be silly. Carla is an escort. She meets people who pay her to be in her presence. She doesn’t have sex with them – she’s not anyone’s prostitute.” Karen replied. “What do they pay her to do?” I asked “She and a few of her friends have a dungeon. A bunch of men – and even some women pay them money to be tied up and punished.” She blurted out without the slightest worry that I would be concerned over this new change to our lives. “Does she engage in sex when they are tied up?” I further prodded. “No – that would be prostitution and illegal. She has sex on her off hours.” Karen dreamily replied. I had to know the answer to the question buzzing through my mind … “Has she, or her friends ever come on to you?” “Honey, that is something I just don’t do.” She assured me. I let it drop. But my ears perked up each time Karen discussed her morning workout and relaxation afternoons with Carla. ************* I was shown some photos of Carla. One was a top half shot in a very hot red leather outfit, and another with her back to the lens turning around so that I could see the silhouette of her plump chest. WOW! I thought to myself and there weren’t any more bad thoughts about Carla. That was until last week when I saw some yellowish blue marks on Karen’s rump as she bent over to put on her panties in the morning. “What happen to you?” I pointed to the marks. “Please – I told you once before I don’t do that.” She pleaded with me. “Do what? I just asked what those marks are from --- what don’t you do?” I pressed her. “I don’t have sex and tell.” She sheepishly replied. I was floored by my wife’s confession of sex outside our marriage. “You had an affair?” She tried not to tell me. She continued to get dressed. I turned her around to face me; looked right into her eyes; and pressured her for an answer “Please Karen. I love you – I would do anything to not lose you. Tell me your not having an affair with some guy.” “It isn’t what you think. It’s not a guy in the sense of the word – it’s Carla.” She truthfully admitted. “Carla did this to you?” I spun her around to take down her panties and check out her bruised ass. “Yes” She tearfully admitted. “Why?” I asked “She hit me with a crop because I kept telling her NO. She doesn’t tolerate insubordination in her pets” Karen told me. I tried not to be so shocked – I needed answers to what my wife had been doing with this woman. The words that Karen used bothered me – insubordination & pet. “I am your husband. Please tell me what is going on.” “She made me tell her things about you. Now she wants to have a 3 way with you, her, and me. I refused, so she spanked me with a crop.” Karen admitted. “Please – I previously never talked to anyone about you. But she persuaded me to tell her things. Personal things about me and about you. And now you want me to tell you things – discrete things that she has done with me. That is what I don’t usually do.” Wow – this was really getting weird. Karen was spanked for not wanting to have 3-way sex with me and a fabulous dominant woman. But then I had to ask “What kind of things about me?” “If you are submissive to me - or with other people. If you get hard from being told how to have sex. If you satisfy me? How small your dick is. If you like sucking my pussy. If you would enjoy sucking a cock, or my pussy after a cock has squirted inside.” She admitted. “And just what kind of answers did you give her?” I hesitantly questioned. “I told her as she raped me that you have fantasized being a slave, and obeying a Mistress or Master. I told her how you like sucking my pussy, but I don’t think you would like being forced to suck a cock.” She trembled as she admitted the rest “I admitted that you’re not equipped with a thick powerful tool, what’s more -- I have had more earth shattering orgasms in one month with her- than all 5 years with you.” I could only cringe as I looked down in defeat; I couldn’t say a word. “I am sorry. She is unlike anyone else I have ever met. Carla has such awesome strength, a commanding presence and the tools to make me obey. I cum so hard for her.” She confessed. It took a little while for this to sink in – I was not the best lover for my wife. I knew I wasn’t hung more than 3 inches soft and 5 inches hard. I knew I was not real forceful with her, sexually taking her places she only could dream of. Could she find sexual gratification in the hands of a WOMAN? When Karen was dressed and I had to leave for work I asked her one more question. “If she thinks I am not a good lover to you – why on earth would she want to include me in a 3 way?” “So she doesn’t have to sneak around – having sex with me. I guess if you were --- um – satisfied with the arrangement --- or belittled to the point of being inferior to her --- then she would be delighted.” Karen broke it to me. “She dominates guys for a living. What would make you think she wouldn’t want to manipulate you?” “And you refused.” I said proudly Rubbing her behind, “It cost me 30 swats on my ass. The worst part - I think she will ask again.” “I might be interested” grinning at the prospect of having 2 women at once. “I mean what’s the harm – it’s not like you’re with another guy.” Karen looked down at her feet “Sex with her is unusual at best, intense to say the least. You’ll never be the same,” she warned. Ignoring the warning, and only thinking with my dick. “Next time she asks – tell her I will be willing to try something new.” Then I kissed her on her cheek, hugged her tight against me, then left for work. I didn’t get a bit accomplished that day – or even the next day. All I could think about was being in a 3 way with Karen and her dominant lover. ***************** For the next few days – very little was told to me about Carla. Oh, I asked – but Karen said that she didn’t want to discuss it. I asked why – she told me that our lives would change too much, and she would be afraid we wouldn’t have the normal life we have now. When I arrived home Friday evening, Karen told me that she had a surprise – we were going to have Carla over for the weekend. “She booked a whole weekend to spend breaking you in.” I wasn’t sure what the connotation was – but my dick sure liked the idea. “Great. When does she arrive?” I asked “She’s already in the family room. Go in there and greet her.” Karen told me. I strolled in and beheld the most awesome sight. Carla was seated on our couch while dressed in a very provocative black and red leather and spandex outfit, which hugged her body like a second skin. Her mounds of breast flesh were squeezed together to make a very inviting cleavage. Her exposed arms were defined by taunt muscles, which only seemed to enhance her domineering look. The tight black spandex enveloped her legs allowing my eyes time to follow from the point of her boots, up her thighs to the red leather mound between her legs. As she began to speak – I didn’t even hear the words coming from her mouth – but I gazed upon her facial features. She may have had on a bit too much make-up but her eyes held a bit of amusement behind them. Her long blonde curly hair which was parted in the middle of her head; cascaded down her shoulders so that one half fell behind her back, and the other flowed to her magnificent breasts. Ahhh, no wonder my wife admired them so much – she must be DD cup at the very least. I was jostled out of my admiration for this wicked woman in my house by her strict comments. “I asked you a question Boy – answer me!” Carla announced. “I – I am sorry, I guess I didn’t hear you.” I murmured. “Hmmm, Like what you see – huh?” She smartly retorted. “Yes – very much” I humbly admitted – even though if she had looked a bit closer she would have started to see the faint sign of erection in my pants. “Karen says that you are willing to have a sex with us. Since you just stared at me when I asked you before - I will ask you one more time – is that true?” “Yes. I would like to fuck you – and have Karen beside me when I do” I replied in a more crude, but manly sort of way. I made my way to the couch and sat beside her – making sure to put my arm around her shoulders. She pushed me aside “You have it all wrong boy – from what Karen tells me – it is ME who will be doing all the fucking. You’re here as an amusement – a playtoy for Karen and I to use.” I could get into that – I immediately thought. I nodded in agreement. “Pet – come here. I need you to do something for me.” Carla called out. Karen scampered into the room and immediately prostrated herself in front of Carlas’ feet. “Yes Mistress?” Carla hand reached out for my crotch. Finding the outline of my hardening cock; started to slide her palm up and down my pants like she was stoking a plaything. I responded by squirming in my seat thus allowing her more access by unconsciously spreading my legs. “Pet, I want your little hubby here to understand the rules of the game we are about to play. Tell him the first 5 commandments.” Carla continued to stroke my manhood as Karen obediently answered her. “Commandment # 1 and most important – Always obey Mistress Carla. “When summoned – always drop to your knees before Mistress’s feet bow your head to the ground and leave your ass up in the air.” She was in this position as she spoke. “Commandment # 3 when at rest in the presence of Mistress Carla – always remain on your knees – legs spread wide – back straight – head bowed down – and hands placed on your knees palm side up” Karen assumed the described position. “Sexual releases without permission is forbidden.” “Commandment # 5 Disagreement without permission to speak freely is forbidden and punishable by 5 swats.” Karen remained in the illustrated position – and my breath became short as Carla was still busy stroking my dick through my pants while I gazed down at my beautiful wife kneeling before us both. Carla broke the erotic tension I was feeling by pinching the head of my cock. “I reward those that obey me. I punish those sluts that deny my gratification. Good little boys and girls get to have sex with me. Bad boys don’t get to cum and they don’t get to watch me use the good little girls.” Then lifting the hand that was pinching my dick, she turned my chin so I looked right into her eyes. “You want to be a good little boy for Mistress Carla don’t you Peter?” My mouth was parched as I uttered the words “Yes Ma’am” “Oh Good – now be a wonderful playtoy and stand up for me in the center of the room.” I hustled to obey this muscle bound sexy Mistress. “Pet – be a good slave for Mistress Carla and strip your husband for me.” Carla ordered my wife. Karen came to my side and started to pull my shirt from my pants. I took the shirt tale and started to yank it inside out over my head when I became the focus of Carla’s disappointment. “Stop that Peter. I didn’t tell you to help. I told you to stand in the center of the room. My pet, your lovely wife, was given the command to strip you. Can’t you even obey the simplest instruction?” “Sorry” I mumbled at my obvious failure to understand what she wanted. I stepped out of my pants and underwear and let Karen finish disrobing me until I stood naked in front of them both. “Pet, go run to my car and fetch the bag that is in the front seat. Hurry dear.” Karen exited our house while I nervously shifted my weight from one foot to the other while I stood naked in front of our new Dominatrix. I got a bit uncomfortable and crossed my wrists in front of my body, thus hiding my crotch from her view. “You don’t know what to do with your hands – do you boy?” She taunted “Just drop them to your sides” I did as she asked for a moment or two, but when I felt her staring a hole into my crotch; I nervously covered myself again. “I guess I have to break you of being self-conscious – then again, if I had a little dick like you have – maybe I would try to cover it up too.” She cruelly mocked my inadequacy. Karen returned with a green sports bag – she strolled past me with a small smirk on her face, and knelt at Carla’s feet while extending the bag towards her. “Your bag – Mistress.” “Thank you pet.” Carla opened the bag; took out a few objects; handed two leather bands to Karen. “Here you go pet – place the bigger loop on his thighs just below his crotch, then take this smaller loop and encircle his wrists.” Karen came to me – told me to spread my legs a bit – then wrapped the leather band around the top of my thigh. It was about ¼ inch thick, and 3 inches from top to bottom. She then put the smaller 3-inch tall loop around my wrist. My arm was now immobilized against my leg. When she did the same with the other leg and arm, I was effectively reduced to their possession. My dick, which had previously shrunk under the stare of Carla; began to swell while erotic thoughts wandered around in my head. Carla stood in front of me and motioned Karen to kneel beside her. When Karen was at her feet in the position that she had earlier explained – Carla looked down at her and said, “Perhaps if you get naked too – it would help this scene a bit.” Karen hustled to obey and within a minute she was naked just like me. Carla snapped her fingers and Karen was kneeling again – legs spread wide open exposing her puffy lips to my gaze – her arched back forced her small breasts to jut out splendidly from her body. Although she had just shown me this pose – it looked a heck of a lot sexier without clothes. Carla reached out and cupped my balls in her hand. She then dragged her fingernails across the underside of my hard dick. I felt a thrill as I pondered my predicament – arms strapped to my sides – exposed – helpless to stop her from toying with my dick. “I know exactly how to touch you. I know your weaknesses. I can make you squirt your joy cum or I can slap a ring around your balls and keep your little dick hard for hours.” Then encouraging me to look upon my subjugated wife “Don’t you think she looks wonderful on her knees?” My gaze fell on Karen; seeing her for the first time as a plaything – someone’s toy to be used. I wondered to myself if Karen realized just how sexy she looked with her legs spread wide open; her tits thrust out encouraging this Dominatrix to soon use her. “Yes Ma’am” I admitted. “Maybe as a reward for good behavior I will allow you to slide this little prick into her sopping wet pussy. Wouldn’t that be nice Peter?” She taunted me. “Yes Ma’am” I again answered. “Then again – maybe your little prick isn’t enough to satisfy my pet.” Carla continued to ridicule me. I responded in a manly way “She never has complained in the past.” “Ahh, but that was before she met ME” Carla delightfully declared. “Just ask yourself, who would you rather have sex with – your naked kneeling wife? Or the one who has her wrapped around her little pinky?” Given that I had sexual intercourse with my wife for 5 years of marriage not to mention before we wed, and she already chose have sex with this domineering woman, I wanted to choose the new road. “I would like to do it with you.” I truthfully admitted to this six-foot woman. “Then I must make you ready” From deep inside her bag she held to my eyes a dildo in the shape of a penis 8” long 1” thick. In her other hand she squirted a bit of KY jelly onto the dildo and used some left over jelly to wipe inside my butt cheeks and force a few fingers into my rectum. Then before she inserted it in me she held the fake cock beside my own “It’s bigger than yours” Carla taunted. I looked down and noticed that it had a good 3 inches more in its length but appeared to be as thick as my own tool. I looked into her eyes and quietly begged “Please don’t!” “You chose me over my pet – I like to use a cock on little boys. It makes them so much more docile –when they know something bigger is being rammed up their butt. But if you would like – I can see if Karen wants to do the honors” Carla smirked. “How about it – Pet – do you want to fuck this boy and turn his ass into a pussy for our amusement or would you rather I did it?” Karen raised her eyes toward me and then Carla “No, we agreed that you would put your big cock into him. I would just like the privilege of watching.” “I have a bigger cock for his ass later on – are you sure you don’t want to put this little one in him to stretch his ‘pussy’ a bit?” Carla asked her. I was hearing all this talk – “we agreed” and she “has a bigger cock later” worst than that was she considered this 8 inch one “little.” Great – what had I got myself into? Carla slapped at the inside of my thighs “Open your legs some.” Then she slowly inserted the cold dildo. “Don’t let it slip out.” She barely got the words out of her mouth and I had clenched my ass muscles and the dildo squirted out of my ass. Carla slapped my right butt cheek 4 or 5 times in rapid succession with the crop. Then she pushed the tip of the dildo between my cheeks and then forced it in the rest of the way. This time I kept my cheeks tight so I didn’t allow the invader to drop to the floor. “Kneel down boy!” Carla told me. Easier said than done. My arms were attached to my upper thighs but I managed to kneel without losing the dildo. “Spread your legs.” I obeyed. “Wider --- that’s it. Now sit back on your heels. Chest up and out; back straight!” she commanded me. Three Way With Carla “I want to hear you repeat the first five commandments” Mistress Carla ordered. “One is – Obey Mistress Carla. Two is – drop to my knees at your feet when I enter the room. Three sit with this posture when I am not being ordered to do anything else. Four – not to masturbate or cum without permission. And fifth is ---- Um, I forget what – it is.” I stammered. “Disagreement ------ “ she hinted me. “Yeah – right!! Disagreement is punishable by 5 swats.” I quickly blurted out. “My pet tells me that you might not like sucking a real cock. She also says that you have never knowingly sucked a pussy filled with cum that was deposited by a big ol’ cock. Is this true?” Carla asked. “Yes Mistress. It is true I have never sucked a cock or a cum filled pussy that was just fucked by a guy” I dutifully answered. “So you don’t think of yourself as gay?” She inquired. “I like women. I enjoy looking at a woman’s body. I have never really thought much about being with a guy.” I truthfully replied. Carla leans over in front of me so that her DD breasts hang down a bit and I spy a nice cleavage. “What parts do you like to look at the most?” she implied as if she knew exactly how I would answer. “I like to look at and play with big breasts. I really like what I see right now.” I disclosed to her satisfaction. “Is that a fact? You like these breasts – that are just inches from your precious face.” She pulled the brazier away from the golden globes and allowed me to see her full tits up close. I now realized that she had a small ¼ inch ring dangling each pierced nipple. “Whose breasts do you prefer the most -- mine or my pets?” “Yours are bigger --- I think I like them more.” I divulged. “So what you are saying is that you like women with big breasts like mine, more than women with small breasts like your wife.” She challenged my opinion. I didn’t want to hurt my wife’s feelings. But at that moment – Carla in her attire looked so enticing and I agreed with her view. “Yes Mistress – right now – bigger is better.” “Good boy --- now kiss my nipples.” She rewarded me. I eagerly complied. “Funny you should express your preference for impressive size attributes, for that is exactly what your pretty little wife said. “Pet, why don’t you elaborate on what size you like. Do you enjoy a dick that is this size” Carla cupped my dangling dick between my spread open legs. “Or would you prefer something a bit more beefy?” Carla questioned Karen. “You know me too well Mistress. I adore a hefty, swollen cock filling my mouth or wet pussy with gobs of cum.” Karen confessed without hesitation. “Are you telling me – your Mistress – that you think Peter with this little boy dick is ineffectual in his roll as a man?” Carla led my wife to humiliate me. “Mistress – I love my husband. I didn’t think I wanted to change our lives – but I have discovered from you that I love a potent cock filling me up. He can’t do anything about his size without drugs or surgery, any more than I can do anything about my breasts comparing them to yours.” I Cringed! Karen continued her assault on me, “But what I really noticed - I am content as an obedient slave. Peter lacks a suitable dominant streak; his tame and docile character suggests to me that he would enjoy being housebroken. Mistress – I want him to relinquish his status as man of the house.” With a tremendous smirk on her face, Mistress Carla relished my debasement and humiliation. She asked me “Are you prepared to relinquish being a man – and take on the roll of a boy in this house?” This erotic, domineering woman aroused my submissive affirmation; by pointing out the shame of not being a man to my wife, and degrade my will to resist their temptation. I considered what my wife wanted. What possible harm could come from letting go – giving up that male role? If Carla had asked me to bark like a dog – I think I would have complied. It is strange to think that sometimes a person doesn’t realize how they appear to the world around them until someone points it out. If Karen had not pointed out my lack of male testosterone that I kindly referred to as polite nature; I might not have realized how sexual I felt with my hands restrained, kneeling naked in my family room and wanting to please this dominatrix and her pet. I was close – so very close to agreeing to anything they asked – but I was afraid to give in so easy. My lack of a prompt answer must have upset Carla slightly. “Perhaps if I let you contemplate your roll in this house while Pet and I commence fucking over here on the couch.” Carla blindfolded me – and left me kneeling in the middle of the room. ************** I could hear them kissing, licking and moaning. Occasionally Carla would instruct Karen on what to do to please her. Other times I could hear Karen swear that Carla was the best. The best at what – I could only imagine. They were playing without me. I was missing out on the fun. I started to plead with them to join in. Then Carla told Karen to “Get the door” Who could be at the door? I didn’t hear anyone knock or ring the bell. Never the less when I heard Karen return Carla spoke up “You have already met my pet. This is her hubby. I call him boy.” Then she touched my cock “Can’t you see why?” Karen was beside me. “Peter – I want you to open your mouth and tilt your head slightly back.” When I hesitantly did as she requested she continued to explain what they had in store for me. “Peter – “ She started. “Boy – call him boy. We have to establish his inadequacy – and relate it to his name.” Carla interjected. Karen corrected herself “BOY – there is a man size cock just inches from your lips. Hold your mouth open like a baby bird waiting to be fed, and then lean forward. Suck it DON’T BITE!” At that moment I was unsure if I liked this new life – a dominatrix, some guy who’s fucking my mouth, and my wife and I as slaves to them. I did my best not to choke as his thick cock forced it’s way past the entrance of my throat. I hadn’t even hit the end of the huge tool and he had my lips stretched to the maximum and the head of his shaft forcing its way past my throat. Just then I knew that someone had snapped a photo – then another one – and even another. I had a blindfold on – I couldn’t see Karen, Carla or the guy who’s getting his rocks off in my mouth – but I could see the quick flash from the camera. This moment was sealing my fate. Karen was talking to me “This is the cock that has fucked my pussy these last few weeks. Isn’t it just the best? It is so huge. I love to watch as it deflowers you. Carla loves the way it feels. Don’t you Mistress Carla?” “You bet!” I heard from above me. “Make it really hard for me – I need it in my pussy. Then when it squirts all of its juice – you can come lick it up. Yes, that’s right – I want you to be a boy. This is a man-size cock and you have a boys size cock. I love the way it is ramming into your mouth. Soon – oh so soon – I will have that hard cock inside me.” Karen went on and on. The massive size cock was slowly removed from my throat and it bounced up and down on the edge of my lips. “Lick that cock!” Carla ordered me. “Can you tell how big it is – just with your tongue?” Karen defied my imagination. I started at the shaved balls, and worked my way up the shaft with my tongue. 5 -- 6 -- 7 inches. Then to the top – a thick bulbous tip. It alone had to be an inch. “Eight inches?” I guessed as I pulled a little bit away from the monster. “EIGHT – No, Boy – it is bigger than the dildo in your ass right now – and that is 8 inches.” Carla interjected from above me. I couldn’t place where everyone was in the room. Karen was to my left, the guys cock in my mouth – therefor he was in front of me –Carla must be beside him. I licked it again. “Nine?” I guessed. “Try close to ten inches.” Karen proudly stated as I felt her hand surround the shaft. I licked again and ran into her fingers as they encircled the stiff pole. “It is hard now --- Please Mistress – Can I have it?” Karen begged. “Boy, you stay where you are. Pet, I want you to tell this boy – just how this massive meat feels. As it royally fucks you – tell Boy just how inadequate he really is.” Carla ordered Karen. So for the next 8 or 10 minutes between some grunting, I heard Karen rambling -- ‘how much the enormous cock was stretching her pussy. Didn’t I notice these last few weeks that she was a bit looser? How good it felt to be used this way. What a loser I was in the sex department. That I was going to be good for one thing – to clean up after them both. I was going to be on my knees to them for all weekend. Think how much sperm is being ejected into her pussy – she demanded that I would be the one to suck it all out.’ She even reminded me “Remember – Bigger is better – your small cock is of no use to me now. You said that you liked Mistress Carla’s breasts better than mine – I love this cock better than yours.” “Ohhhh – it is erupting!” Karen finally exclaimed. Then there was quiet for minute. ************ Carla asked me “OK Boy --- I will give you a choice. I will take off your blindfold but first you have to agree to lick both of us: Your Mistress and her pet. You have to be convincing – as to which will go first. So start begging to lick one of us first, while the other one gets to whack your ass with the crop.” Boy – this choice was a no brainer. Lets see – lick the pussy of Carla or the pussy of my wife who I know was just fucked by that huge cock that I sucked on. The other person gets to hit me. OK Carla has a lot more muscles than Karen does, and Karen’s pussy has a bunch of sperm in it. So I chose Carla. “Mistress Carla – I beg to let me savor your sweet nectar. Allow me the pleasure of licking you.” “Wow, I couldn’t have imagined a better way for you to ask – or beg for this.” Carla said to me. Then I heard her say “Pet, Why don’t you record this. Take this thick dildo and shove it up your twat so all that precious man juice doesn’t leak out on the floor.” “Come here and lick me like a good obedient BOY.” Carla ordered. “Yes Mistress!” I eagerly complied. Then she removed my blindfold --- I got the shock of my life. Carla was really a CARL. She had a well-fucked cock lying between her legs. Her panties were pulled aside allowing the shaft and balls to slip out the opening. Even soft – it had to be eight inches long and just as thick as polish sausage. Like a snake it laid between her legs on the couch. The remnants of cum seeped from the tip and pooled along side her leg. She gripped it at the base of the shaft and lifted it toward my face. It was so thick that it sort of lulled over and dangled down another 6 inches beyond her fist. Karen used the camera to capture the surprise on my face and to record for all time as I succumb to the girl/guy who will ultimately rule our lives. I looked past the mighty flesh dangling between her legs to her magnificent breasts that stood up from her muscular chest. Her blonde hair cascaded lovely over her shoulders. As I traveled back down her body I could tell from this angle that Carla worked out quite regularly given the six pack abs that she displayed. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on her body – which is if you don’t count the vigorous meat that was being hefted upwards and surrounded by her long painted fingernails. Damn --- even after coming in Karen - her cock was still twice the size of mine in both length and girth. Why would a guy with a tool like that want to turn himself into a woman? What’s more – why would he leave the cock once he dressed like a woman and had those fabulous breasts? I didn’t have time to ponder those thoughts because without warning Karen smacked my ass three successive times with the crop. “Come and savor the sweet nectar of my potent cock” Carla taunted as she waved the thick flesh before my eyes. I leaned in to greet the perversion that this (wo)man possessed. The bulbous head was still oozing male seed. As another smack hit my rear end, I pushed myself to scoop up the hefty meat with my tongue. I didn’t get quite into my mouth the first time, and had to angle my face so my chin didn’t rub the couch seat. Carla’s shaved balls and crotch somehow made the cock appear even larger since it wasn’t hidden behind a furry bush. Now I got the head between my lips and my tongue flicked along the underside of the shaft. (Flash) I saw from the corner of my eye that Karen had again taken a picture of me sucking this cock. She leaned in quite close with the camera and snapped another – this time showing how absurd I must look with a guy’s cock halfway down my throat. Carla stroked my head as if to show appreciation for my adequate homage. “How does it taste Boy?” Carla asked. “I’ve never done this before” – I admitted. “I don’t know what it suppose to taste like.” “Lick up the mess on the couch.” Carla instructed. As I bent over more to lick wet residue off the couch – I again saw the flash of the camera. I looked to the left to see Karen grinning at me – she snapped another just as Carla’s huge tool was standing erect next to my head. “He looks so feeble – just like you said he would. He’s emasculated by the act of slurping up your cum.” Karen gleefully told Carla. Then to me “You wanted to have sex with Carla. You craved a 3 way. You needed to fuck her and have her fuck you. Look at you – cleaning up the mess that leaked from her mighty dick.” She was right. I felt used, even a pathetic loser helpless to resist them. “There is a lot more inside me. Come here and get it.” Karen excitedly laid on the floor beside me and stretched open her legs inviting me – no – requiring me to lick her clean. I looked to Carla – as if to gain permission. When she nodded her head in the direction of Karen, I bent all the way over and without any arms to support my upper body; nearly fell face first into her snatch. As I slurped on her protruding pink lips, I felt Carla behind me lifting my waist – raising my butt further into the air. As I lifted my face from Karen’s pussy to turn toward Carla, she told Karen “Pet, hold his face directly to your pussy – don’t let him stop licking you.” The dildo slid out of my rectum and I felt a warm knob pressing against the open hole. My god – she intended to rape me. Her first several thrusts were met with resistance as I tightened my ass. I was so busy concentrating on keeping her out that I was just mindlessly licking Karen. Until suddenly a whole bunch of thick goo ejected from her pussy into my waiting mouth; filling it up and leaving me no choice but to swallow. “That is a good boy – I think he just got a good taste of your sweet nectar.” Karen joyfully announced to Carla. As my mind focused on what I had just swallowed – my resistance to Carla’s huge prick evaporated and she forced herself all the way beyond my stretched asshole. As she slowly pulled the massive prick out to the knob she would slap my ass and ram the thick invader back to the hilt. Over and over she repeated this as it built into a rhythm. Pretty soon, my butt was thrusting backward to meet her forward penetration and it started to feel good. To my shock and total humiliation my own dick erupted; spewing my built up cum all over the floor under me. It wasn’t even hard – but I lost my load anyway. “It was a good thing I fucked my pet first – so that I don’t spray my powerful seed too soon as I deflower your once virgin ass.” Carla warned me that this fucking was going to take awhile. ”For the rest of this weekend, and as often as I desire it – you will be our boy. A boy with a tiny dick, who is good for nothing except to lick out Pets used pussy, suck on my swollen cock. You will be available as I transform you into a pussy – you know deep inside boy that it’s what you always dreamed you wanted to be.” Carla used her expertise as a Dominatrix and a transvestite to humiliate me in front of my wife. She belittled me and showed off her powerful tool to the point I was actually in awe of her endowment. “Things are going to change – peter dear – Ahh, they are going to change for good.” She reached around to stroke my dick and found it gooey and wet with my cum. “You enjoyed this already. And here I thought you didn’t like a dick up your ass – being used like a pussy.” She mocked my predicament. “You are going to be our slave. Right Boy?” Carla taunted. I mumbled my approval while barely ceasing the washing I was giving Karen’s pussy. Then Karen said “We can get him a doggy bed to sleep on while you and I share our bed” “Yes, that is right – a doggy blanket for you to be at the foot of what was once yours and Karen’s bed. Now it will be mine – and I will share it with my pet.” She continued stroking me with one hand, smacking my ass cheek with the other and plowing her stiff cock into my ass. “We will dress you up as a girl. That is something I know a lot about! We’ll get you fake breasts until yours develop beyond that of a 13 year old. We’ll keep your hands bound most of the time – to keep you docile and easy to manage. Maybe I’ll make you serve my customers as a transvestite trainee. They’ll love to fuck you – when they can’t possibly have me.” Karen joined in “The photos will show you eagerly sucking a guys dick. They don’t show that it belongs to my Mistress – a dominant transvestite. So if you don’t obey her – and me – after I divorce you, and take everything you have - Mistress Carla will most certainly use those photos to destroy your reputation.” Karen predicted that our lives would change – and so they have. With all the excitement that was happening and my erotic future manipulating my view of everything I believed was real – I shot my load. Yes, I gave in this time. Carla had stroked my diminutive manhood to the point of ejaculation. Karen had pressed my face to her cum soaked pussy while I sucked it clean. Carla had raped my ass – now to be her little pussy for the first of many times to come, and I succeeded by proving to them both I was less of a man than the half woman who was fucking me. Karen remained as her ‘Pet’ and I permanently became their ‘Boy’. The End. Feel free to VOTE for this story. It has some erotic parts – and most times the surprise of finding out that the woman who you wanted to share your wife with – actually has more defined manhood than yourself is stark revelation that would humiliate even the most well adjusted male.