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The ‘Yes, Sir’ group went into a lull after Fantasy Fest, and Tom and I needed personal time to evaluate the group.
Our sex life didn’t suffer, but we extended out into some more fetish play. Seeing some of the outfits at Key West caused discussions if they were just costumes or admission to their events and if they were from actual events; damn, we are one staid couple!
We met with Clay and Dee, Vince and Kathy, and Connie and Bill at the Tiki Hut for drinks Saturday afternoon. Hugs and kisses were all around, and everyone spoke of Key West and our behavior.
Connie’s tan was so dark she looked like a native American. Her nipples contain gold hoops and look fantastic. Dee was the first to comment on Connie’s jewelry. “Honey, you look so hot with your rings! I wish I had the nerve to do that.”
“Did it hurt?” I asked. Connie reached over and squeezed my nipple with her fingernails, saying, “Does that hurt? Hell, yea, it hurt. Bill has wanted me to get them pierced for a long time, so I did it”.
None of us had participated in ‘Yes, Sir’ activities. Clay said he had set up a gangbang for Judy, but no other couples participated.
I thought about Judy and a group of men. Laughing to myself, I thought, ‘No men were harmed in the making of this event. Judy can get out of control at times.
Dee allowed there had been some personal problems in her immediate family. She didn’t know the details, but the concern was my all.
“Hell, it’s time we did something! The men need to pow-wow and come up with something. We don’t want to wait until Christmas and all the family obligations that come with that.” Dee said.
The women went to the conversation pool to drink and talk about Fantasy Fest. There were a lot of laughs, and everyone said they wanted it on the calendar for next year. We talked about the ‘Yes, Sir’ group, and we agreed the men’s request hadn’t been dangerous. The closest activity was public sex at the theater. Dee admitted she enjoyed the rawness of the sex, which caused her to realize she didn’t have too many limits.
“I wish I could have been there. It sounds like one hell of a time”, Connie said. “Bill would have loved to watch me in a theater.”
We all went back to the Tiki Hut to get drinks. I looked at Tom and saw him beckon me to him.
“The men have talked, and we have set a new happening. All have agreed on the rules. Get the other women and meet us at the picnic tables,” Tom firmly told me.
“Yes, Sir,” I answered.
The ‘slaves’ followed the men out to the picnic area. The men stood, and the women sat on the splintering wood.
Tom took the lead. This usually means it was his suggestion the men agreed on. “The next event is going to be new. We want a showing off to men at a gym’s sauna. The three of you will do everything possible to have sex with the men there. We will enter the sauna separately to monitor your activities and ensure your safety. Satisfaction is the only acceptable result.”
Clay spoke next. “We will decide on the spa this next week. Any questions?
“No, Sir’ the women said in unison.
The men walked away. Connie spoke first. “What if someone reports us to the management?”
I replied, “Honey, the rules set down initially said we slaves are not to question our safety. An agreement that the ‘slaves’ would trust no harm will come to us, and you need to accept that.”
Dee added, “Nothing has come to cause us to be concerned so far. I trust the men and don’t think we should not be concerned. We need to trust them.”
I’d like to know if our comments to Connie eased her concern.
Tom and I stayed for the swingers’ party that night, and it wasn’t one of the better ones, so we left early.
As we drove home, Tom asked, “What do you think of the sauna sex idea? Off the record, Bill wanted to make the istanbul travesti theater trip, but Clay vetoed it. I don’t know why.”
Am I to answer as a ‘slave’ or your wife?” I asked.
“As my —, hell, I don’t know. Bill wants to see Connie oiled and approaching men for sex. I like the oil idea, but I wish it could be in a more controlled environment.”
“Yes, Sir’ I answered. No more discussion.
I had just got home from work when Tom informed me of the gym. It is in Tampa, on a busy highway, and the men thought it would be less of a neighborhood atmosphere.
“Yes, Sir I replied.
“The women are to go in after the men have begun to work out. They will be wearing workout clothes with no underwear. The tighter, the better. They will enter the sauna as a group and sit several feet apart. There are towels outside the sauna doors. Pick up two for each of you”.
He continued, “As the man who suggested this activity, I am ordering you to initiate the behavior. You can do so by flirting with someone, or if that fails, you are to remove the workout clothes and lay a towel over your legs. I expect you to be the more active of the slaves. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir, I said. Conne and Dee would receive a talk also.
The next day I called Dee to see if she knew the gym. I’ve seen it a few times, and it’s just a short distance from the stadium on Dale Mabry. And there are several strip clubs in that area.”Dee told me.
I said, “hell, I hope it goes well at the gym. Tom will have us turning tricks in one of the clubs!”
Tom told me Thursday morning the event is set for that night. “Try to get home early. Clean your body throughly. I want everything accessible. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” I answered.
I did as told.
When Tom dropped me off at the gym, I saw Connie and Dee in cars with their men, and Kathy was standing just inside the gym’s lobby.
I was wearing tight short shorts and a crop top, no bra. I carried a small duffle bag with the body oil and another set of more conservative clothes. Thank Gawd Tom didn’t know about the alternate outfit.
The four of us ‘slaves’ were all dressed, stretching the limits of ‘proper workout clothes. Dee’s large augmented boobs were straining against the white tube top, and the cut of her shorts showed half her ass.
Connie wore a short, thin tee that showed her nipple rings. Her shorts equaled mine, and I pulled up to show our camel toes.
Kathy wore a short pair of leggings and a gym top that clung to her full breasts like a second skin. She wore a towel draped over her shoulders.
We purchased visitor passes. There was a ladies’ room on the left. As we walked in that direction, I saw several men looking at us. Nice.
After checking our outfits, we walked together to the treadmill machines. As Connie was checking out the controls, a man approached to give her assistance. Connie was all smiles as he showed her the gauges, adjustments, etc., and brushed her boob over his arm. This resulted in a smile and the man’s hand running down her butt.
I watched as Kathy went to the juice bar. She sat on one of the stools and removed the towel from her shoulders. The attendant approached, and as he did, Kathy adjusted her posture to show her boobs.
I turned my machine on and stepped onto it. A plodding speed and at a very brief angle. Before placing my arms on the arms of the device, I stretched, causing my nipples to push against my short top.
I saw Dee talking to a younger man who was trying his best not to stare at her boobs. Dee, of course, was doing everything she could to show him their firmness by placing her folded arms under the mounds.
The men were using either a rowing machine or some leg press weights. I saw Tom watching me, and I wondered how long it would be for him to nod his head to travesti istanbul signal me to move to the sauna.
I eventually stepped away from my treadmill and moved to a floor mat. I sat and glanced around quickly to see if I was being watched before I got on my knees to do leg thrusts.
I made various junior high gym class moves and began to work up a ‘sweat.’ I wanted it to cause my top to cling to my boobs. After several minutes I felt the sweat running down my breasts. Mmm, sexy!
I sat on my butt, legs extended and spread. I began reaching out to touch my toes and got the desired response. A man came over and commented on how firm my body was. “Well, thank you. I need to stay in shape for my men friends.” I told him.
He told me his name was Tim and assured me I should have enough men friends to last a lifetime.
“Smiling and adding a wink, I said, “It seems they’re never around when I need their attention. Like right, how.”
Tim caught on quickly. “Have you been in the sauna today? It is so comforting and a place you can relax. Would you join me?”
Would I?
Tim assisted me in getting to my feet. I told him I needed my bag and that I would return. I purposely walked by Tom. I said, “Yes, Sir.”
I got my duffle and walked with Tim into the sauna. We sat in one corner, and I was surprised to see Dee already in there and see Clay in another corner. Our protector.
“Tim, do you care if I remove my outfit? If it affects you or the others in here, I won’t. I always like to put body oil on when I’m in a sauna?”
Tim told me he wouldn’t be offended and to hell with the rest of the men.
I stood and pulled my crop top over my head. I pushed down my shorts and stood nude for the world to see. Clay smiled to see my behavior.
I bent and told the body oil out of my bag. I poured a significant amount into my right hand and began to oil my arms. I looked to see everyone watching me.
After a light brush of the fluid over my body, I sat. “That feels so good. I love to feel the oil and sweat coating my body.”
A brief moment later, Connie entered the sauna with a man in tow. She said to me and smiled. Almost immediately, Bill came in.
I turned my attention to Tim. I again poured oil into my hand and began to work it onto my body. I started with my legs and soon had my fingers within inches of my shaved pubes. Not yet.
Another hand full went to my arms and finally to my breasts. Tim was watching and rubbing his erection. Smiling, I massaged the liquid into my boobs. Not just on, but an effort to force it in my pores. My nipples were like corks, and I pulled each with a forefinger and thumb.
Looking at Tim, I made my move. I slid my right hand into the top of his shorts and pulled his cock. Damn, I could bend it if I tried. “Pull your shorts down, baby. I want it inside me.” I finished my speech with a lick to his ear.
Tim stood and quickly had his shorts down around his ankles. He sat next to me, and I wasted no time swinging my leg over his and grasping his penis, guiding it into my opening. His rod was thin and uncut, and it entered me quickly.
My thought was on my sex and not on the other slaves. I rode Tim for several minutes, stopping when I thought he might climax and beginning my ride again.
Finally, I let him cum. He tried to silence his voice but failed. Sorry if we offended others. NOT!
When I stood, I saw Tom and Bill in the room. Connie was oiled head to toe as she lowered herself to take her man’s cock in her mouth. Bill was apt in his watching.
Tom nodded to me. I said, “Yes, Sir.”
I picked up a towel and sat back on the hardwood bench. I draped a towel over my legs and watched as Dee’s partner was behind her as she kneeled on the bench. He was pumping into her, long and robust, and I would bet he istanbul travestileri was in her butt with oil available at her request.
Tim had left, and I was looking at two other men in the sauna. One had recently entered and was sitting naked and inviting. I
Looking at Tom, I stood and moved to the man. I introduced myself, and he did the same.
“I see you have a very nice penis, and I would like to get to know it better,” I said boldly. Before he could respond, I had the shaft in my hand.
“I’m all for that.” My new friend told me.
I twisted on the bench and maneuvered to take him to my lips. Looking up into his eyes, I lowered my mouth to take over half his rod. Raising, I told him how much I love cum, and I want all of it in my throat.
With that admission, I lowered myself to the wood slat floor and turned to take all of his cock into my mouth. I began to work on him in earnest, and I did my nastiest maneuvers and soon had his dumping his sperm deep inside my throat.
Standing, I looked at Tom. He was standing, and he motioned for me to come to him. Only then did I notice the rest of our group was gone.
He looked at me before saying, “I’m pleased with your performance. Get dressed.”
Yes, Sir,” I said.
Kathy never appeared in the sauna, and we discovered later she ended up in a storage room. Her flirting caused the attendant to invite her there so they could get to know each other.
Vince had watched her and knew where she had ended up. He sat on one of the counter’s stools and waited. He later commented he could hear her ‘spreading cheer to her new friend.
When Tom and I left the sauna, Clay and Bill watched their ‘slaves’ in the clothing area, looking at workout clothes. Tom told me to stay with him.
“Yes, Sir,” I said.
“You did well in the sauna. The second man you serviced was a bonus. Now go over the ladies’ lockers and remove your top. Come out with a towel ONLY covering your boobs. Understand?” To ordered.
“Yes, Sir.”
I went into the locker area and did as told. I also removed my shorts and applied oil to my body. Pulling on my shorts, I glanced in the full-length mirrors. Two women watched me, and there was no distaste for my actions.
I smiled, draped my towel over my shoulders, and tossed my top in the duffle. As I walked by the two, one of them allowed, ‘you must be one of the women in the sauna. I admire you bravely.’
I stopped to chat with them. “Yes, my girlfriends and I enjoy a ‘day out getting a little wild.” I lied by adding we keep score and who can add up the most men gets a day’s free shopping at Macy’s. I’m second right now, but I intend to be ahead after next weekend.”
While walking back the Tom, I smiled, wondering what the women were thinking.
The group had gathered, and before we left, the men agreed to exchange the stories the women related to them.
In the car, Tom broke the ‘Yes, Sir’ mode and placed his hand on my leg. “Honey, you amaze me. You did as told. Seeing your step forward, as I wanted, to initiate the action made me feel like a king. “
I waited to see if Tom would elaborate more, but Nothing ca
“It went off easier than I expected. I was glad the gym wasn’t crowded. The time of the day was good. Three women dressed scantly showed we were there for more than a workout. We were so lucky.”
Tom asked if all the women had performed as their men ordered them.
I told him about Dee’s man pounding her, and I expected it was in her ass. Connie’s man loved her nipple rings and pulled on them as she sucked him off.
I removed my towel and turned to lean on the passenger’s door. I made a display of pulling on my tits as if milking each. I ended each stroke by pulling a nipple and forefinger.
Then I asked if he would like me to have my nipples pierced. I knew my question’s answer before Tom spoke.
His comment was a pleasant surprise. “Honey, there’s a diamond watch in your future.”
That night we had the best lovemaking of my life.
I knew what was going to happen Saturday!
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