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8 - SCOTT BAXTER

of course, the sexual aspect is never neglected during my meetings with courtney.

i remember one day in particular: we spent the entire morning working at her house and concentrating on our work.

as with all these meetings, i was naked, courtney was wearing a t-shirt and s bikini bottom.

after hours of intense work, courtney had ordered a small lunch for the terrace, and after a little while her mother came and brought it to us.

i knew mrs beecham from numerous b.d.s.m. events she and her husband had hosted at her house. i got to know her as the dominatrix of her spouse patrick and also of her daughter courtney, and she wasn't shy to assert her dominant role.

her mother was wearing a one-piece leotard; for a woman over fifty, she had an outstanding figure.

after putting down the tray, she sat down on a chair and ordered, COURTNEY, ON MY LAP!

MOTHER DEAR, she replied, I’M IN THE MIDST OF A MEETING!

THEN A LITTLE BREAK WILL BE JUST WHAT YOU NEED, said lyanka. OBEY NOW, OR YOU ARE GOING TO SPEND THE NIGHT IN THE CAGE!

i could hardly believe how this woman treated courtney. after all, she surely was aware that i was her daughter's submissive.

reluctantly, courtney stood up, stood in front of her mother, pushed her panties down to her knees, and lay face down on her mother's lap with her feet and hands on the floor.

MY BABY GRADUATED WITH TOP GRADED, AND SHE’S ALSO PROVEN HERSELF IN OUR COMPANY, said mrs beecham, BUT TO ME, SHE’S STILL THE UNRULY, PUBESCENT GIRL WHO NEEDS A FIRM HAND.

and then she started, vigorously spanking her daughter's perky bottom, which soon turned a bright red.

MOTHER, THAT’S ENOUGH, courtney protested, but that didn't stop her from spanking her buttocks with full force.

when she finally let go of her, she said, NOW STAND UP AND PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK.

courtney did as she was told and looked at me. WHAT? she asked reproachfully. after all, i had witnessed how her mother had humiliated her.

lyanka put her finger between her labia and then into her mouth, I CAN TASTE, HOW MUCH YOU LIKED IT… and then she looked at me, MR BAXTER, STAND UP!

as mrs beecham had ordered, i stood up: my hard-on was unmistakable.

COURTNEY, she commanded, PUT YOUR GUEST’S COCK IN YOUR MOUTH AND GIVE HIM RELIEF!

i was aroused and embarrassed at the same time. after all, courtney always treated me as her underling, and now, at her mother's command, she had to give me a blow job. it was one of the best blowjobs i've ever experienced: by the time i came, my knees were getting soft.

I’LL LEAVE YOU TO YOURSELVES NOW. ENJOY YOUR LUNCH, AND, said mrs beecham, MR BAXTER, BEFORE YOU LEAVE, COME AND SEE ME.

when it was just the two of us again, courtney made accusations, MY MOTHER ISN’T FAIR! SHE SPANKED MY BOTTOM! IN FRONT OF YOU, AND YOU LIKED IT!

I LIKE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU, i replied, and then i explained, IF IT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER, YOU CAN SPANK MY ASS…

THANKS, NO NEED! she said dismissively, NOW I WANT TO FUCK. CALL YOUR WIFE FIRST. MAYBE SHE’D LIKE TO JOIN US FOR THE NIGHT.

this is my life now, i am the submissive of all the women in my life. i am happy that the free use law allows me to be this.

7 - SCOTT BAXTER

the unthinkable had become the normal after just a short time.

due to the mandatory availability of all women, their way of clothing had changed: hardly any women wore trousers anymore. all wore short dresses or skirts, and during the summer months, most went without panties.

many women were also seen topless in public. and quite a few went stark naked to work, to restaurants, and even on the street.

even older women who were able to maintain their looks weren't shy about showing off their charms.

at the same time as paul graduated from high school, valerie also finished her studies and soon after her degree, she got a great job at a furtune 500 company.

there, she climbed the hierarchy until she became a member of the board - and in this position, she had to work naked. she wore a leather collar, and her nipples and labia were pierced with rings.

according to the free use law, she had to have sex with anyone who asked for it, except with me, because she was my dominatrix.

also, our sons demanded sex from her, and she made a deal with them – she offered them both the best sex if they submitted to her as slaves during the weekends, which all enjoyed with great pleasure.

in all the years she stayed at home to care for her two growing boys, she befriended women who sold their produce on the saturday market: one offered home-grown herbs and spices, another homemade jams and chutneys, and others sold self-made handicrafts...

now martin and paul were grown up, and on the weekends they were valerie's slaves, whom she offered to her friends for sex in exchange for the reward of being satisfied by their mother.

in this sense, valerie was the dominatrix in the house, and she insisted that everyone, except me, stay naked at home for the weekend: including marybelle, who took great pleasure in having sex with everyone: with the boys, with occasional visitors, with valerie, and also with me.

since valerie left for work very early and both boys lived on campus during the week, marybelle and i make love almost every day before we shower and have breakfast together.

marybelle had been with us now for several years, and before the free use law i would never have thought of having sex with her, and now we made love and enjoyed our physical closeness.

this was in contrast with the weekends when valerie humiliated me in front of my sons and marybelle.

some weekends i wore women's underwear, on others, i was a pet being led on a leash into the garden to relieve myself, or i was the baby in a diaper, pissing and pooping in it, which was then changed by the women.

no matter what role I took on, it always had to do with sexual humiliation.

there was also a third woman in my life: courtney beecham, now number two in her father's company, whom i regularly consulted on legal matters and for whom i coordinated her legal representation in court.

we met regularly for lunch, and she insisted that i sit naked at her table. yes, that was perfectly legal since the introductionof the free use law.

i wore a dog collar, and she was at least bottomless.

after lunch, we went to her office, and there, too, there was no doubt about her inclinations: it was like being in a dungeon... and she acted out her desires with me: i lay over a wooden block and she whipped my ass with a riding crop, while she asked me questions about legal matters, with me answering her.

she also asked me personal questions, like how valerie had humiliated me in front of my family last weekend.

i’ve already mentioned that I'm not so keen on the pain of punishment, but with courtney it's different: it's the ultimate degradation - and, for me, the utmost arousal.

again and again, she stops, reaches between my legs, and tugs my balls until they hurt.

but my penis reveals that her cruel treatment arouses me, and after our consultation is over, she orders me to fuck her - according to her desires: when she feels that i'm at my edge, she suddenly stops and demands that i lick her to orgasm.

she's the mistress, i'm her slave, and she makes sure i don't come.

when she's had enough, she calls her curvy secretary, wendy.

courtney watches me have sex with her until i come. wendy rarely has an orgasm, so courtney insists that i lick wendy until she comes, too.

courtney appreciates my work as her legal advisor and the fact that i coordinate her support through attorneys from our firm.

her personal interactions with me are more like those of a dominatrix and a submissive, which i undoubtedly am, including corporal correction.

6 - SCOTT BAXTER

together with valerie, pamela, and owen, we drove to the beechams, who were hosting a party, which was attended by couples where the men submit themselves to their wives sexually and otherwise.

the beechams, who lived in a huge house and a corresponding property, also lived in this constellation: he, the successful businessman, was the sub of his dominant wife.

their daughter courtney was now grown up and had studied and graduated from top universities. now she worked as a financial strategist in her father's firm.

at home, she also submits to her mother, but at the same time, when she is with her father, she is his domme, as well as with all men from whom she demands total submission and sexual devotion.

this was also true of me on that memorable evening when she insisted that owen fuck my ass: on the terrace in front of all people.

i had never been so humiliated, and i have to admit to myself, i enjoyed this degradation - perhaps it was good, that i was wearing a leather hood over my head.

courtney had looped and knotted a rope around the base of my cock and balls so she could lead me like a pet on a leash.

she insisted on meeting my wife and then spending the rest of the night together in her apartment.

so valerie left pamela with the two girls, who continued to have sex with her.

the three of us, courtney, valerie, and i, went up a narrow staircase to the second floor, where courtney had her apartment, which was only accessible via these stairs – she lived independently of her parents in their mansion. after all, the house was big enough.

when we got to the top, we went straight to her bedroom. it didn't look like a bedroom at all - more like a dungeon, with a st andrew's cross, a pillory, and a wrought-iron cage. in the middle of this room was a large bed with black sheets.

i noticed that valerie was also overwhelmed by what she saw.

WE WANT SCOTT TO REMEMBER THIS NIGHT FOR A LONG TIME, courtney said. FIRST, WE‘LL TAKE OFF HIS HOOD. HERE WE ARE ONLY AMONG OURSELVES.

finally, after all this time with my head in that hood, it had become somewhat uncomfortable - i was really happy that valerie and courtney started taking it off.

they also untied the knot in the rope that held my genitals captive: i was finally free down there again.

then the two of them led me to the st andrew's cross, to which they cuffed my wrists and ankles.

courtney instructed valerie, LIE DOWN ON THE BED, I‘LL BE RIGHT THERE WITH YOU - I‘M SO HOT FOR YOU!

then she started to jerk me off, and just before i came, she let go of me.

my penis was pulsing, i was so close. i looked down and saw a large white drop forming at the tip. i was excited, and i was frustrated. i would have loved to finish off myself. that was impossible because my hands were tied to the cross.

courtney took off her leather jacket and then her ankle boots. she lay down in bed with valerie, kissing and fondling each other while i could only watch.

for me, it felt like i had reached my goal: our neighbors considered us the perfect family, i was a partner in a large law firm, valerie was going back to college, and together with marybelle, she was taking care of our two boys.

we lived in a rural area, so to speak, in a small, quiet community.

i worked in the city, and there, the downfall was clearly visible: the city’s empty coffers, raging unemployment, and crime getting out of hand.

the streets were no longer repaired, the ambulances and the police were in continuous operation - the whole situation became increasingly desperate and hopeless.

nobody believed that this situation would ever improve. corruption was omnipresent. millionaires had bought votes and occupied all important positions to accumulate even more money and influence - until the whole ponzi scheme collapsed.

then it all happened at once: the governor resigned, before he was going to be impeached, and he was brought to trial. he was replaced by a politician who had learned her craft from scratch: gretchen webster.

and then came the free use law.

it started with mandatory medical examinations for men and women, followed by an infusion and a consultation with a doctor.

from now on, it was the law: every man could ask any woman for sex, and she was forbidden to reject. this applied almost everywhere: at work, in restaurants, in supermarkets, and, unless it was freezing cold, even outdoors.

at first, i was confused, and i talked to valerie about it, and she was, as always, confident: SCOTT, YOU ARE A SUCCESSFUL LAWYER. WOMEN WILL EXPECT YOU TO ASK THEM FOR SEX. AND WITH THE COMPULSORY THERAPY, YOU‘LL ALSO ENDURE, SEVERAL TIMES A DAY.

AND YOU? HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THIS? i asked her, I MEAN, AS A WOMAN?

I ASSUME, MEN WOULD WANT ME, she replied, I MEAN, THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ROMANCE AND SENSUALITY!

AND OUR MARRIAGE? CAN IT SURVIVE? i wanted to know.

IT’S ONLY ABOUT THE PHYSICAL, NOT RELATIONSHIPS, she reassured me, THERE IS SOMETHING VERY SPECIAL BETWEEN US. I CAN’T EVEN IMAGINE A LIFE WITHOUT YOU…

AND WHAT ABOUT MARTIN AND PAUL? i asked, THEY ARE NOW OVER 18, SO THEY ARE ALLOWED TO…

5 - SCOTT BAXTER

attending that b.d.s.m. party at the beechams' marked a new chapter in my attitude toward sex: the humiliation at the hands of courtney, the woman who wore only a leather jacket and high-heeled ankle boots, she forced me into my first anal penetration by owen.

courtney was the daughter of our hosts, patrick and lyanka, and she had set her eye on me. she freed me from my ball gag and put a finger in my mouth.

LICK! she barked at me. i gladly complied, glad to finally gotten rid of that plastic ball.

ARE YOU HERE ALONE? she asked me.

NO, I‘M HERE WITH MY WIFE, VALERIE, i said. SHE‘S WITH HER FRIEND RIGHT NOW.

together with two other women she was busy with pamela on a mattress on the terrace.

THEN SHE WON‘T MISS YOU, she concluded, I WANT YOU TO EAT ME! LET‘S GO!

she went ahead, stopped, and picked up a piece of rope, which she wrapped around the base of my penis and balls, and knotted skillfully.

the loose end she took in her hand and led me to a lounger, where she sat right at the front edge, spread her legs, and pulled her knees toward her with her hands, revealing her anus.

by the rope she pulled me closer to her and commanded me, LICK MY ASSHOLE!

flattered by her attention to me, i knelt down while she pulled me toward her with the rope. she had control over me, and i licked the crack between her buttocks.

under her control, i couldn't help but lick the crumpled end of her asshole, and she maintained the tension of the rope from which my genitals hung.

it was the first time a woman i'd never seen before dominated me like that. i didn't want it to stop.

i licked the rear hole of this woman, who was restraining me with a leash.

suddenly, she lowered her legs and sat up.

WHY ARE YOU HERE? she asked, AND WHY DO YOU LET YOUR WIFE DOMINATE YOU?

IT‘S THE OTHER WAY AROUND, i contradicted her, I WANTED NOTHING MORE THAN TO BE DOMINATED. ADMTTEDLY, WE ONLY RECENTLY BEGAN LIVING OUT MY DESIRES.

WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM YOUR WIFE? she pressed. ARE YOU INTO CORPORAL CORRECTION?

NO, I AM NOT INTO PHYSICAL, i tried to explain. IT‘S ALL ABOUT CONTROL, DEGRADATION… AND HUMILIATION!

OH, THAT‘S WHAT YOU‘RE LIKE! she said, pulling on the rope tied to my genitals, I LOVE BOTH BEING A DOMME AND A SUB, INCLUDING PUNISHMENT AND PAIN. MY MOTHER DOMINATES ME, WHILE MY FATHER SUBMITS TO ME.

ARE THEY HERE TOO? i asked without thinking, because after all, everything here is very discreet.

MY PARENTS ARE THE HOSTS TONIGHT, AND I‘M COURTNEY, she introduced herself, YOU MAY REMOVE THE CLAMPS FROM YOUR NIPPLES AND PLACE THEM ON MY PUSSY LIPS.

by now, i'd learned that i should only remove nipple clamps slowly, but the pain will be present for a while anyway, until it subsides.

courtney spread her legs, i grabbed one of her nether lips, pulled on it, and put the clamp on.

she never stopped pulling on the leash that held my cock and balls, which was really uncomfortable and aroused me at the same time: my friend was now big and hard.

then i put the second clamp on her other lip, and she commanded, NOW LICK THIS CUNT AND PULL THE CHAIN, REALLY HARD!

i was totally aroused. i pulled on the chain, stretching her labia, while i licked her clitoris with complete abandon.

OH YES, YOU‘R DOING WELL, she moaned, not holding back her orgasm.

STAND UP, and pulled the rope even higher. i followed her pull, standing up as she slid from the lounger onto her knees, taking my erect cock in her mouth and my balls in one hand. with the other hand, she pulled the rope further up.

only now did i notice that we had spectators. three other men were standing there, one unashamedly masturbating while a woman on her knees fondled his balls. the second was wearing a penis cage, and behind him stood a woman who was squeezing his nipples with her fingertips. in front of the third, a woman knelt, fucking her mouth with his penis.

when i came in courtney's mouth, she swallowed everything, stood up, gave me a french kiss, and with her tongue she pushed my cum into my mouth.

LET‘S LOOK OUT FOR YOUR WIFE, she said quietly, I WANT TO MEET YOUR DOMME!

when courtney led me into the house on the rope, i saw how the men present were being humiliated and, in some cases, abused by women.

4 - SCOTT BAXTER

after we visited with pamela and owen, we joined them for a meeting of like-minded people.

pamela was, in a sense, our sponsor because, ultimately, only the right couples were supposed to attend these meetings.

the four of us were driving in a car, pamela behind the wheel and valerie next to her. both were wearing evening dresses that revealed a lot of skin. they could have been on their way to a red carpet event.

owen and i sat in the back, wearing women's underwear, all in black: stockings with suspenders, bras with sewn-in silicone pads, and crotchless briefs from which our genitals hung out.

over our heads were leather hoods with openings for our mouths, noses, eyes, and ears, secured with a dog collar, leash, and buckle. and to make our submission complete: ball gags were in our mouths.

additionally, owen and i wore pumps with incredibly high heels, and our hands were handcuffed behind our backs.

the host, or rather the owner of this impressive mansion, patrick beecham, was a client of our law firm, although i had never met him personally.

he and his wife lyanka, i assumed it was his wife, were dressed as servants, with a black dress and a white apron.

when later that evening saw the two of them from behind, i could see that their dresses were open at the back and that they had dildos stuck in their butt holes, the ends of which were balls the size of golf balls.

the house was huge, and even with ten couples and ten additional single women acting as random sex slaves, it wasn’t crowded.

behind the house was a huge terrace on which garden furniture and torture instruments were set up. a man was tied with his back to a st andrew's cross, and two naked women were whipping his chest and genitals with riding crops.

there was a modern version of a pillory, in which the head and hands of a naked delinquent were immobilized. two women sat on the floor, playing with his penis and balls.

there were still four of us - pamela, owen, valerie, and i - and we were greeted by two women. both were probably in their mid-twenties, and each was wearing a harness made of knotted rope. what was striking was that their breasts were constricted by the rope and accordingly deformed.

the two escorted pamela and valerie to their seats and brought them cocktails. then they knelt on the floor, moved the two women's knees apart, pushed aside the material of their dresses, and began licking their pussies while owen and i stood idly watching.

a woman wearing only a leather jacket and ankle boots rebuked us: IT‘S NOT APPROPRIATE FOR USELESS SLAVES TO STAND AROUND IDLY WATCHING THEIR MISTRESSES HAVE SEX. GET ON YOUR KNEES AND JERK EACH OTHER OFF.

she opened both of our handcuffs. they weren't police handcuffs, just toys for adults that didn't require a key.

now i was asked again to have sex with owen, this time not a 69, but a mutual handjob.

we knelt facing each other. i was kind of embarrassed that my penis was getting hard at the sight of owen's cock.

from a pocket of her leather jacket, this woman took a chain with a nipple clamp attached to each end. she placed one on owen's right nipple and one on my left one, forcing us both to kneel close together.

even though i had had sex with owen before, i was reluctant to hold his cock in my hand and jerk him off, but being urged on by this woman in the leather jacket also aroused me and i enjoyed owen masturbating me... and soon i came, squirting all over owen's stomach.

YOU MUST BE IN A HURRY, the woman said to me, and ripped the clamp off owen's nipple and placed it on my right one.

YOU, she ordered owen, BRING A BOTTLE OF LUBE!

owen stood up and went to search, while this woman knelt in front of me and took my limp cock and balls in one hand and squeezed them, while she came very close to my face with her mouth and licked my ball gag and my lips with her tongue.

meanwhile, owen had returned with a squeeze bottle full of lube.

GET ON YOUR FOURS, this woman ordered me, AND YOU, obviously turning to owen, SQUIRT THIS ON YOUR COCK, AND THEN TAKE YOUR LOVER FROM BEHIND.

i've had all kinds of dildos and plugs in my asshole before, but never a real penis - and that in front of a crowd of spectators and in a place i'd just been to for the first time.

i felt humiliated in front of everyone, and i was aroused, like i'd never been before.

THE SIGHT OF YOUR HARD-ON IS OBSCENE, the strange woman complained, grabbing my cock and jerking it while owen fucked my asshole until he came.

3 - SCOTT BAXTER

the experience with valerie and daniela in the office made me very happy.

valerie had encouraged daniela to be much stricter with me and push my limits of suffering.

and... she had also accepted her role as my mistress in our bedroom.

now, marybelle was living with us, so we could also do things on the weekends, knowing that our two boys were well looked after.

it started with a dinner invitation from a former work colleague of valerie's, pamela, who was in a domme-sub relationship with her husband, owen.

valerie had discussed things with pamela in detail, especially regarding the attire.

valerie was wearing a mini dress, i was dressed in a shirt with a bow tie and a dinner jacket, which only reached my waistline. on the lower half of my body i only wore black silk stockings with suspenders – and a princess plug in my butt.

ISN’T MY NUDITY A BIT TOO OFFENSIVE? i asked valerie, after all, this was long before the free use law.

DON’T BE SUCH A BABY, valerie said, YOU ARE MY SLAVE NOW, AND YOU DON’T HAVE A SAY IN THE MATTER. END OF DISCUSSION.

when i got into valerie's car, there were no people in sight. after an hour's drive, we reached pamela's home, which was on a quiet side street. valerie parked the car so that it was only a few steps from the passenger door to the front door of the house, which pamela opened.

pamela was dressed in a leather corset with studs and chains. her pussy was uncovered, except for a chain that went through her crotch.

her labia was pierced with rings, which were stretched downward by chains with large links. her breasts were also exposed; she had piercing rings on her nipples, the chains of which were connected to a leather collar.

first, she greeted valerie with a hug and a grab of her crotch. then she greeted me with a long french kiss, while she took my penis in her hand and held it until it became hard.

COME OUT ONTO THE PATIO. OWEN IS PREPARING COCKTAILS. pamela invited us to follow her onto a terrace behind her house, where owen was waiting for us, holding a tray of glasses in front of him.

he was almost naked, except for black silk stockings and a garter belt. like pamela's, his nipples were pierced with rings and chains connected to a leather collar.

WHY DON’T YOU TAKE OFF YOUR JACKET AND SHIRT? pamela began, THEN YOU CAN PERFORM A 69 WITH OWEN FUR US MISTRESSES. then she asked valerie, YOUR HUSBAND ISN’T GAY, IS HE?

valerie: NO…

ALL THE BETTER, pamela explained. MEN NEED TO BE CONSTANTLY REMINDED WHO’S IN CHARGE HERE, AND THIS EVENING IS SUPPOSED TO BE OUR PLEASURE!

i took off my jacket, bow tie, and shirt and lay down with owen. i straddled his head and leaned forward.

he had already taken my cock in his mouth, which felt somehow familiar.

i took his penis in my hand and began to lick the tip of his cock before putting his shaft in my mouth.

at the same time, my penis was deep in his throat.

no, i'm not gay, but the fact that pamela had ordered this and valerie was watching excited me so much that i ejaculated in owen's mouth after just a short while.

this spurred me on to push owen's cock deeper into my mouth, but the gag reflex prevented me from letting it slide further down my throat.

i fondled his balls with my fingertips, and suddenly my mouth filled with cum - a truly new experience for me.

LOOKS LIKE SCOTT IS A NATURAL TALENT, i heard pamela say, WOULD YOU MIND IF HE’D LICK MY CUNT WHILE OWEN SERVES US APPETIZERS.

that was my cue to stand up. i swallowed owen's spunk, got up, and stood in front of the two women sitting in a porch swing, kissing and fondling each other.

NOW GO ON, SCOTT, valerie urged me, SHOW PAMELA HOW MUCH YOU ADORE HER PUSSY!

i knelt between pamela's open thighs and licked her slit, first pushing aside the chain that ran through her crotch with my tongue.

her folds and clitoris were caressed by both my tongue and the chain.

suddenly, a hand grabbed my penis. valerie had stood up and taken matters into her own hands - i loved her for letting me experience this.

meanwhile, owen had brought a large plate of snacks and placed it on a table, and he brought freshly filled glasses of the aperitif i'd never tasted before.

OWEN AND I REGULARLY GO TO B.D.S.M. MEETINGS. IT’S NOT A CLUB, BUT RATHER LIKE-MINDED COUPLES WHO MEET CASUALLY AND LIVE OU THEIR FANTASIES, pamela said. PERHAPS YOU’LD LIKE TO JOIN US?

WHERE DO THESE TAKE PLACE? valerie asked.

THERE’S NO FIXED LOCATION, MOSTLY IN THE HOMES OF RICH PEOPLE. WE HAVE A SHARED FUND FOR CATERING AND MISCELLANEOUS EXPENSES…, pamela explained, THE DOMMES ARE ALWAYS FEMALES, THE SUBS ARE BOTH MEN AND WOMEN. A NUMBER OF WOMEN ARE SINGLE, WHO JOIN IN AND SUBMIT THEMSELVES TO US DOMMES ON THESE EVENINGS AND ACCOMPANY D-S COUPLES TO THEIR HOMES TO BE ABUSED FOR THE REST OF THE NIGHT OR THE ENTIRE WEEKEND.

WHAT DO YOU THINK, SCOTT? valerie asked. SHOULD WE TRY THIS TOO?

2 - SCOTT BAXTER

so, we're still in the era long before the free use law, and the situation in cities had become increasingly desperate.

the country's billionaires hardly paid any taxes and stashed their money in tax havens, bought real estate in the caribbean and europe, luxury yachts, and private aircraft.

the majority of the population suffered from the difficult economic situation shaped by increasing unemployment and crime, and the government only responded by increasing the police presence.

after the prisons were overcrowded, criminals returned to the streets after serving only a minimum time. if you still had a job and something to lose, you wouldn’t want to be in the city after nightfall.

so i spent my workdays in guarded office buildings, isolated from the rest of the world. the rest of my time i lived at home in a rural community.

valerie enjoyed not having to work and being able to care for the boys. when they both started school, she began taking online courses.

when the two of them moved on to high school, we hired a housekeeper. friends had recommended a girl who had just finished school herself and was left alone after her mother's sudden death: marybelle.

so we gave her not only a job but also a home. fortunately, the two boys accepted her from the start, and marybelle became part of the family.

this also gave valerie and me more freedom ourselves - and for sex.

at the same time, i performed my services to daniela marshal, the senior partner in my firm.

when she called me and demanded sexual relief, i was entirely hers. at first, it was just cunnilingus, which i performed on her two, three or four times a day. but over time, it became more, she became my domme.

the first thing she demanded: just before we left our office that evening after she had come from my tongue, i had to jerk off in front of her and squirt my cum on her crotch. this way, she could take a part of me home with her.

then she started to give me blowjobs, during which she simply let go of me and sent me back out of her office with a ruined orgasm.

what struck me as strange was that i increasingly enjoyed how she humiliated me, first daily, then several times a day.

once i was lying on the floor, she straddled above my head and crouched, and while i licked her cunt she pissed into my mouth, or she bent over her desk, i kneeled behind her, fingering her hooch while licking her butthole.

she appointed me as her office manager, so i had less to do with pending lawsuits: my job was to keep track of deadlines and divide the work among our lawyers and be available for her anytime.

i started to miss the appearances at court, but being there for daniela was worth it.

so, the thing with daniela was one issue, but there was also valerie, from whom i didn't want to keep it a secret.

VALERIE, THERE’S ANOTHER WOMAN IN MY LIFE! i confessed to her.

THAT HAPPENS QUITE OFTEN WITH MEN YOUR AGE, was her reply, and once again, i was amazed at how calmly she handled this matter. IS THIS A TEMPORARY AFFAIR, OR SOMETHING SERIOUS?

IT’S NEITHER ONE NOR THE OTHER, i tried to explain. I’M A SERVICE PROVIDER TO OUR SENIOR PARTNER. SHE ORDERS ME TO LICK HER TO ORGASM SEVERAL TIMES A DAY.

THAT’S ALL? she asked.

SHE DECIDES WHEN AND HOW SHE WANTS IT, i said, SHE’S ORDERS AND I OBEY!

OH, I CAN IMAGINE THAT VERY WELL, she replied. YOU ALWAYS LEAVE ALL THE INITIATIVES TO ME, NO MATTER WHAT I DEMAND, YOU ALWAYS GO ALONG WITH IT.

VALERIE, what i needed to tell her was really a big deal: what i was about to say would never go unsaid, I ALSO WANT TO BE YOUR SUBMISSIVE; WHEN IT COMES TO SEX, YOU SHOULD DECIDE EVERYTHING.

SERIOUS? she looked me straight in the eye, ARE YOU READY TO BE THERE JUST FOR ME? TO LET ME TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOU?

LIKE I SAID. YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO HAVE CONTROL OVER ME, i confirmed.

I BELIEVE YOU, YOUR HARD-ON TELLS ME YOU’RE SERIOUS, she pondered about it. WELL, NOT MUCH WILL CHANGE IN THE NEAR FUTURE. ESPECIALLY NOT AT HOME. BUT I’LL MAKE DECISIONS THAT YOU MIGHT NOT LIKE, she thought for a moment, OR MAYBE YOU WILL.

i was relieved that valerie hadn't rejected me, and now it was up to her what happened next between us.

she hadn't mentioned daniela at all, neither during this conversation nor at any other time. i was all the more surprised to suddenly see valerie at daniela's after she had called me into her office.

through a passage disguised as a closet, i went directly from my office to daniela's – the two of them were sitting there, and they seemed to be getting along well.

I LOVE MY HUSBAND, valerie said to daniela, BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN I WANT HIM ALL TO MYSELF. JUST THAT YOU SHOULD BE STRICT WITH HIM AND NOT LET HIM GET AWAY WITH ANYTHING.

then she looked at me: THAT’S WHAT YOU WANT, TOO, RIGHT? A MISTRESS CONTROLLING AND HUMILIATING YOU.

i really must be wired wrong: the way valerie spoke to me, especially in front of daniela, had aroused me immensely, and it was obvious that my cock had become hard and my pants were bulging.

COME CLOSER, valerie commanded.

i took a few steps toward her, and she grabbed my penis through the fabric of my pants, squeezing and massaging it... until i suddenly came and shot my load into my underwear - and all this in front of daniela. i was truly humiliated.

1 - SCOTT BAXTER

where should i begin?

i am scott baxter, you already know valerie, my wife. she already told you, that i am a lawyer.

after graduating from law school, i joined the law firm where my father was a partner.

in that firm, it was common practice for the juniors to take on the pro bono cases.

no exceptions were made for me, so i was able to prove myself when i successfully brought some difficult cases to court.

luckily, i met the woman of my life, valerie. after her m.b.a., we married and pursued our careers.

being together with valerie was the best, especially with sex. she constantly came up with new ideas and wanted to try out new things. only - the weekends were too short.

things were going well for me at the law firm, too. my father was appointed a federal judge, and he transferred his share of the company to me.

now i was a partner, and my income grew considerably: i now earned more than valerie and i together had previously combined.

it was also about time to think about having children.

we bought a beautiful, large house in a small, rural community not too far from the city.

since i was now earning enough, we agreed that valerie would stay at home for the first few years after martin's birth and then pursue further studies.

now that i was a partner in the firm, i was entrusted with high-profile cases. daniela, the senior partner, trusted me to succeed in court, and i rarely disappointed her.

once, she invited me to a confidential meeting in her office. just the two of us, daniela marshal and me!

daniela was already over sixty, tall and slim, always immaculately and elegantly dressed, with flawless makeup and hairstyle.

we sat opposite each other in armchairs; her secretary had brought coffee and cookies.

SCOTT, I HAVE A PROBLEM, she began, IT’S PERSONAL, SOMETHING VERY PERSONAL. WHAT WE’RE DISCUSSING NOW MUST NEVER LEAVE THIS ROOM. DO I HAVE YOUR WORD ON IT?

I’M A LAWYER, I AM USED TO REMAIN SILENT, i replied.

THE WOMAN WHO JUST LEFT THE ROOM, MY SECRETARY MARCIA, WILL BE LEAVING US AT THE END OF THE MONTH FOR FAMILY REASONS, said daniela.

i didn't know what she was getting at. I’M HARDLY SUITED TO BEING A SECRETARY.

NO ONE MUST EVER KNOW, BUT I’M ADDICTED TO ORGASMS. I NEED AT LEAST THREE EVERY DAY, her nervousness was evident, UP UNTIL NOW, MARCIA HAD TAKEN CARE OF THIS. OF EVERYONE WHO WORKS HERE, YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE I WANT TO ASK ABOUT THIS.

BUT I’M ALREADY IN A RELATIONSHIP, i pointed out. I DON’T KNOW HOW I’LL COPE WITH TWO.

SCOTT, I AM NOT LOOKING FOR ANY RELATIONSHIP, I’M SIMPLY ASKING FOR YOUR SERVICE, she explained, YOU’LL BE IN THE OFFICE NEXT TO MINE. THERE’S A DIRECT PASSAGE THROUGH THE CLOSET BEHIND YOU.

she had planned it all, and she assumed that i wouldn't refuse her request.

AND WHAT MY JOB WILL BE? i still wasn't sure what she wanted from me.

WHEN I CALL YOU, she paused as if she had to force herself to say it, YOU KNEEL BETWEEN MY THIGHS AND LICK MY HOOCH UNTIL I COME.

NO INTERCOURSE? i wanted to know.

IT’ NOT ABOUT SEX, she clarified. I JUST NEED TO GET THE STONES OUT OF MY HEAD, AND IT SHOULD BE QUICK.

WHY DON’T YOU MASTURBATE? i asked her.

WHEN I GET HOME, I TAKE OFF MY CLOTHES AND THEN I DO NOTHING ELSE. I HAVE A WHOLE ARSENAL OF SEX TOYS. I PLAY WITH MYSELF UNTIL I FALL ASLEEP FROM EXHAUSTION, she looked at me questioningly. THAT SOUNDS PRETTY CRAZY, DOESN’T IT?

NOT AT ALL, i replied. IT WOULD BE CRAZY IF YOU REFUSED TO SATISFY YOUR DESIRES…

WE CAN HAVE SEX NOW AND THEN, she thought aloud, IF YOU WANT.

IT’S NOT ABOUT ME, i countered, and then it just slipped out: YOU TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT FROM ME, AND I WILL COMPLY.

then i suddenly realized that i hadn't even expressed myself in this way to valerie.

daniela stood up and moved her hands behind her backside. she unbuttoned her skirt, let it slide to her feet, and stepped out of it.

she stood before me, no panties, just silk stockings and suspenders – and her crotch was completely bare.

she sat back down and spread her thighs: NOW LET ME FEEL YOUR TONGUE!

i stood up and knelt between her knees. i leaned forward, and i couldn't believe what i saw: she had no outer labia: her clitoris, and her vulva rose from her slit. i had never seen a cunt like this before.

maybe that had to do with her extraordinary craving for satisfaction... i started licking her and i kept pointing my lips and sucked some of her pussy in my mouth, then i licked her on... she seemed to like it, her vulva was getting wetter and she began to breathe heavily... until she came, and groaned softly, YOU’RE DOING REALLY WELL.

i remained on my knees, and after a short while, she said, BEFORE YOU ASK, I HAD TO HAVE THE TISSUE FROM MY PUSSY LIPS REMOVED AFTER A PROLIFERATION HAD FORMED.

BUT COULDN’T YOUR LABIA HAVE BEEN REPAIRED? i asked.

15 - VALERIE BAXTER

marybell was a piece of luck for us.

we hired her when i decided to return to university to study and later get a good job.

the elder of my two boys was just twelve years old at the time, and marybell was only a few years older.

marybell did all the housework, looked after the boys, and quickly became part of our family.

when the free use law took effect, scott and the two boys, who were now adults, began using her.

that wasn't a problem for her at all, because the mandatory hormone treatments meant that women were always horny.

that goes for me too. every time i get up from my desk, i'm already thinking about the next fuck.

since taking on the executive position, i've had my home office day on wednesdays, which allows me to have sex with marybelle. i can't imagine a whole day without sex anyway.

one day we were lying in bed together, and after we had made love, she suddenly said to me: I WANT A BABY?"

this surprised me, but then i realized that many women think about this once they're over 25: WHO WILL BE THE FATHER?

I HOPE MARTIN OR PAUL, she replied, AFTER ALL, I LOVE BEING WITH THEM.

that makes sense, i thought, and she's already part of the family, THEN I FINALLY BE A GRANDMA!

DO YOU WANT THAT? obviously, she hadn't considered this detail.

I THINK IT’S GOOD, i replied, DO YOU KNOW ANYONE WHO WANTS TO RUN OUR HOUSEHOLD AFTER YOU?

I’D RATHER LIKE TO STAY, she said, WHEN I’M HERE, I COULD TAKE CARE OF THE BABY! I ALSO WANT TO CONTINUE TO BE OF SEXUAL SERVICE TO EVERYONE IN THE HOUSE.

that sounded good, because everyone, including me, appreciated marybelle's constant availability.

MAYBE YOU WANT TO MARRY THE FATHER OF YOUR BABY. WHO SHOULD IT BE? i wanted to know exactly, MARTIN OR PAUL?

and she replied, I’D PREFER BOTH OF THEM, AND ONE BABY FROM EACH!

i was convinced it was a good thing, after all, she's been part of our family for many years.

ONE MORE THING, marybell said, BEFORE I CHANGE MY HORMONE COCKTAIL, I’D LIKE TO GET MY NIPPLES AND LABIA PIERCED, LIKE YOU!

THAT’S A GOOD IDEA. MEN, AND WOMEN TOO, LOVE IT! i explained to her. i sat up and spread my legs. YOU CAN PLAY WITH MY RINGS A BIT, THEN YOU’LL GET AN IDEA OF WHAT IT FEELS LIKE.

she immediately started playing with the slightly larger rings on my labia, twisting and pulling them and stretching my nether lips.

of course, this didn't leave me indifferent; i felt my juice running down my crack and dripping onto the sheet.

EAT ME, MARYBELL, i begged her, I’M SO HORNY!

I WANT THAT TOO, she replied and began licking my clit, flicking the small ring there with the tip of her tongue while continuing to pull and twist the large rings with her fingers... the unstoppable climax was of an intensity i hadn't often experienced, and i squirted intermittently. i love it when i lose control during orgasm.

normally, i only let myself go like this when i am with scott, but now i'd experienced it with marybell.

NOW IT’S MY TURN, i insisted, LIE ON YOUR BACK.

she did, spreading her legs. PUT YOUR FINGER IN MY ASS, she urged, I WANT TO FEEL DIRTY!

i put my middle finger in my mouth, wet it, and while i licked her, i slowly penetrated her rear passage with my finger.

YES, I WANT IT LIKE THIS, PLEASE DON’T STOP! she begged, but i had no intention of doing that anyway. i took her entire clitoris into my mouth and worked it with my tongue while i fingerfucked her ass.

she started hyperventilating, and then she came, and she moaned, DON’T STOP, IT SHOULDN’T END!

in her ecstasy, she emptied herself.

OH, VALERIE , I WANT TO BE ALL YOURS!

i waited until she calmed down a bit. WOULD YOU LIKE TO ACCOMPANY PAUL AND MARTIN WHEN WE GO TO THE WEEKLY MARKET ON SATURDAY?

YOU MEAN KEEPING ME ON A LEASH AND OFFER ME TO ONE YOUR FRIENDS? she wanted to know.

YES, EXACTLY, i confirmed, WE’D BE TOGETHER, AND I KNOW PLENTY OF WOMEN THERE WHO’D LOVE TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU.

it was also good that juicy was suddenly with us, at least on the weekends. paul especially liked that.

then i had an idea. marybell should move in with martin, and juicy with paul, eventually change their therapies, and have children.

our property was large enough that we could build a second house, where my grandchildren would grow up.

14 - VALERIE BAXTER

i was the dominatrix of three: scott, martin, and paul.

at the same time, i was the fucktoy of all men in the company.

as one of the team leaders, i was expected to wear only short dresses or short skirts, and never panties underneath.

it was friday afternoon when albert habermann, the c.d.o. and my direct boss, had me call to meet him in his office.

i knocked and entered the anteroom, where a woman about my age was sitting. she was wearing a black bodysuit open at the front, her tits exposed.

MRS BAXTER? she asked me. TAKE OFF YOUR DRESS. MR HABERMAN IS AWAITING YOU.

as she stood up, i saw that the cleavage of her bodysuit continued down and through her crotch. this exposed her pussy and, from behind, her buttcrack with a fancy plug.

i'd seen many revealing garments, but this bodysuit was certainly the most provocative.

until that day, i had never been alone with a male executive in his office. i took off my dress and handed it to her.

NICE TITS, she said, walked to the door, and held it open for me.

i entered a spacious office. there was a desk, a seating area around a coffee table, and a backless sofa against a wall: the office of a member the board.

when i entered, mr haberman sat in an armchair, reading in a folder.

when he saw me, he put the folder aside. mr haberman was an older man. he was slim and wore a three-piece gray suit - a sophisticated figure.

VALERIE? he began, IS VALERIE OKAY WITH YOU? and without waiting for my answer, I’M ABERT, I’M GLAD YOU’RE WITH ME. HAVE A SEAT!

he gestured toward an armless armchair.

i sat down, and he immediately instructed me, SPREAD YOUR LEGS, UNLESS YOU WANT TO HIDE ANYTHING FROM ME.

NO, OF COURSE NOT, i replied, spreading my thighs. even back then, i had no inhibitions about showing off my pussy.

YES, THAT’S GOOD, he said, getting straight to the point. ARE YOU INTERESTED IN ADVANCING YOUR CAREER WITHIN THE COMPANY, TAKING A BIG STEP UP?

OF COURSE, ALBERT, i replied, WHAT KIND OF POSITION ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

FIRST, WE WANT TO KNOW HOW SERIOUS YOU ARE ABOUT THIS, he argued, OUR COMPANY DEMANDS TOTAL DEDICATION, ESPECIALLY FROM OUR EXECUTIVES. WE ASK WOMEN TO HAVE THEIR NIPPLES AND LABIA PIERCED AND RINGS INSTALLED IF THEY ASPIRE TO A TOP POSITION.

I’VE HEARD ABOUT IT, i said.

it was impossible to miss as the female board members hurried through the corridors: stark naked except for high heels and chokers, with their pussies and nipples ringed, and with eye-catching plugs in their buttholes.

i interpreted albert's suggestion that i get these piercings as the company‘s proposition having something bigger planned for me. no question, i’d love to be a part of it.

THE DECISION IS ENTIRELY YOURS, albert continued, YOU DON’T HAVE TO SAY ANYTHING NOW. WHEN YOU MADE UP YOUR MIND, LET ME KNOW!

I DON’T EVEN HAVE TO THINK ABOUT IT, i blurted out, DO YOU HAVE A RECOMMENDATION WHERE I CAN GET IT DONE?

TAYLER WILL GIVE YOU AN ADRESS. AFTER ALL, YOU DON’T WANT TO GO TO A BACKYARD JOINT, albert said, I LIKE YOUR PUSSY, I’LD LOVE TO LICK IT.

ANYTHING YOU WANT, I’M HERE FOR YOU, i replied, as it was a modest request.

after all, almost all men want a blowjob or a fuck. what i want as a woman and how i feel about it doesn't matter to most men, as long as they get what they desire. albert only asked to eat my pussy.

he knelt between my thighs and brought his mouth closer to my snatch: YOUR CLITORIS IS EXQUISITE!

ENJOY, i replied.

my mood was already so charged that i was hot at the first touch of his tongue.

i love having my pussy licked, whether by a woman or a man, and albert licked me with tender devotion.

OH, ALBERT, i moaned, IS IT OKAY FOR YOU WHEN I COME? men like to be asked.

albert looked up briefly, CAN YOU HOLD BACK A LITTLE LONGER?

i definitely didn't want to ignore his wish, so i spread my legs even wider, as far as my anatomy allowed, grabbed my breasts, and squeezed my nipples so hard they hurt.

when i let go, i had a wonderful orgasm.

when albert stood up, i asked him, ARE YOU SURE YOU DON’T WANT MORE FROM ME?

I BELIEVE THE NEXT OPPORTUNITY WILL ARISE VERY SOON, albert said, standing up, SORRY, MY TIME IS LIMITED, I RECKON YOU FIND WAY OUT YOURSELF.

after i left his office, tayler handed me a piece of paper: HERE THE ADDRESS. IT’S A SURGEON WHO SPECIALIZES IN PIERCINGS. SHOULD I MAKE AN APPOINTMENT FOR YOU?

MONDAY?

TAKE THE REST OF THE WEEK OFF, AND WORK FROM HOME, BECAUSE SEX IS QUITE PROBLEMATIC IN THE FIRST FEW DAYS, she explained, DON’T FORGET YOUR DRESS!

I’D LIKE TO STAY NAKED, i countered.

tayler took out a small bag, put my dress in it, and handed it to me. YES, NUDITY LOOKS GOOD ON YOU!

it felt good to walk back to my office naked; the prospect of a top position had made me wanton. it was just too bad that no man crossed my path and asked me to fuck him. men! when needed, no one's there.

it was a good thing betty was sitting at her desk, today in see-through lingerie. i think i already mentioned that all the secretaries in the company did their work in just their underwear with erotic connotations.

13 - VALERIE BAXTER

growing up as i did back then, the very thought of parents having sex with their children was only for perverts.

now I had just had sex with my two sons. the free use law empowered my boys to use me.

since i couldn't turn them down, i made them an offer: if they would submit to me as my sex slaves, i would be the hottest slut they could ever imagine.

first i sent them to buy dog collars, and then i set the rules: on weekends, they would be my naked submissives.

my promise: for this they’d get the best sex.

i lay on the bed with my legs spread and demanded of paul: GIVE IT TO MOMMY.

paul was hot, but at the same time, he was very reserved as he lay on top of me and penetrated me.

FUCK ME BABY, DON’T HOLD BACK, i urged him, I WANT YOU SO BAD.

i enjoyed his devotion, and i was already close to the edge again... when he came, i was able to let go and allow my orgasm to happen.

afterwards, we both lay next to each other in bed: paul was visibly happy.

WAS IT WORTH IT? SUBMITTING TO YOUR MOMMY FOR A FUCK? i teased him.

YOU ALWAYS LOOKED AFTER ME WELL, AND NOW I WANT TO BE HERE FOR YOU!

WE SHOULD GO DOWNSTAIRS NOW, IT’S COCKTAIL TIME, i said, GO AHEAD, I’LL BE RIGHT THERE, I JUST NEED TO CALL SOME FRIENDS.

of course, i didn't tell him who i wanted to call or what i wanted to talk to them about.

i knew a few women who sold things at the weekly market on saturdays, and i wanted to offer them my two boys as sex slaves.

the next day, it was saturday morning, i woke them both up and told them to hurry.

i made espresso downstairs in the kitchen, i figured we would have something solid to eat at the market.

then martin came down the stairs, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, that wasn't what we had agreed on.

FORGET IT, YOU’RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE LIKE THAT, i snapped at him.

BUT I JUST CAN’T GO TO THE MARKET STARK NAKED, IN FRONT OF ALL THOSE PEOPLE, he tried to explain.

WE DON’T NEED TO DISCUSS THIS MATTER, I countered, AND THE WAY I REMEMBER, I’VE DONE MY PART. GO UPSTAIRS AND TELL PAUL TO HURRY AND NOT EVEN START PUTTING ANYTHING ON. OTHERWISE, I’LL BUY YOU A LATEX DOLL TO HAVE FUN WITH.

i went out and waited for the two in my pickup truck. it was my car; the cab was large and had two rows of seats, but the load bed was rather small.

the two came out of the house, now naked except for their sneakers, collars, and triangle cock rings. i waited until they got in, then drove off.

i parked at the market, let them get out, and walked with them to my friend's stand.

the two of them felt very uncomfortable; after all, they were the only ones completely naked until we arrived at my friend diana's stand, where she was selling herbs and spices she grows herself.

all she was wearing were leggings, which were so tight they created a cameltoe. her breasts were bare, small, and firm, quite presentable for her age.

THIS IS MARTIN, I introduced him to her, AND HE’S ALL HOT FOR YOU...

...WHICH IS OBVIOUS, she said, looking at his hard-on.

GO BACK INTO YOUR RV WITH HIM. I’LL KEEP AN EYE ON YOUR STAND IN THE MEANTIME, i suggested. HE AGREED TO BE MY SEX SLAVE ON WEEKENDS, AND HE’LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT HIM TO DO.

the two retreated into diana’s rv.

right next to diana's stand was tracy's, only she was wearing a t-shirt; she had nothing underneath, except for the bush in her crotch. that was rather unusual these days, as most women shaved their pubes.

TAKE A BREAK, TRACY, AND LET PAUL PAMPER YOU, the two retreated into tracy’s rv.

i took a folding chair and sat down between the two stalls. it was still quite early, and at this hour, very few people were around, and these all went to the farmers to buy food for the weekend.

after a while, tracy arrived, wearing an extra-long t-shirt that reached almost to her knees. I’D LIKE TO HAVE HIM FOR A WHOLE NIGHT. CAN I BORROW HIM?

WHAT DO YOU THINK PAUL? i asked him, WOULD YOU LIKE TO GET TO KNOW TRACY A LITTLE BETTER?

ABSOLUTELY, he replied, APART FROM YOU, I’VE NEVER MET SUCH AN EXCITING WOMAN.

DO YOU HAVE ANY PLANS FOR TOMORROW? tracy asked him, grabbing his penis.

DO WE HAVE ANY PLANS? paul asked me, after all, he had committed himself as a sex slave for a whole weekend.

I THINK IT’S GOOD IF YOU HAVE SOME EXPERIENCE WITH SEX OUTSIDE OF OUR FAMILY, i told him, and then to tracy, PICK HIM UP THIS AFTERNOON. BUT DON’T FORGET, HE’S MY WEEKEND SLAVE, SO HE’S ONLY ALLOWED TO WEAR HIS DOG COLLAR, AND NOTHING ELSE UNTIL MONDAY MORNING.

I’M LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS, tracy replied, I CAN FINALLY BE WITH A MAN I CHOSE.

so that was settled.

i continued on my way with my boys. martin satisfied two more of my friends who were selling their produce at the market, and paul another one.

12 - VALERIE BAXTER

i was lying in bed with martin, like a young, hot couple after their first time together. only he was my son, and under the new free use law, he had demanded to have sex with me.

no, i didn't regret it. martin and his brother paul had agreed to be my sex slaves, and in return, i would be their personal slut.

sex with martin was great, but now it was time to enact my part as his dominatrix.

now that his penis was flaccid, i could easily slip on a triangle cock ring to remind him that he was my sex slave.

then i helped insert a butt plug into his ass and, finally, put clamps on his nipples.

MOMMY, I DON’T KNOW IF I WANT THIS, he said, visibly confused.

DIDN’T YOU ENJOY HAVING SEX WITH ME? i teased him.

YES, BUT I DON’T LIKE THESE CLAMPS!

DID YOU AGREE TO BE MY SEX SLAVE?

YES, I DID.

THAT’S WHY WE’RE STARTING SLAVE TRAINING. WE’LL TAKE IT SLOW. YOU CAN TAKE THE NIPPLE CLAMPS OFF A LITTLE LATER, AND PUT THEM BACK ON FOR DINNER.

then i took two more clamps and put them on my nipples.

being together with martin didn't let me rest. i was horny, and i wanted him inside me again – and with the cock ring, it would take longer for him to cum.

LET’S DO IT DOGGY STYLE, i suggested, positioning myself on my hands and knees. he knelt behind me and penetrated me. MARTIN, FUCK THIS SLUT! i wanted him so badly.

i wasn't mistaken. with the cock ring, he was able to fuck me much longer than before, and his orgasm was powerful, just like mine, and we both collapsed on the bed.

we both lay there like that until I told him, NOW GO DOWNSTAIRS AND SEND YOUR BROTHER TO ME. REMIND MARYBELLE THAT YOU’RE HER SLAVE NOW, TOO.

martin gave me another kiss and said, THANK YOU, MOM, THAT WAS REALLY EXCITING!

I ENJOYED IT TOO, i replied, BUT NOW GO.

he stood up and walked to the door, turned around, pursed his lips, and walked out - oh yes, martin is a real gentleman.

now i was alone; i just had sex with martin, my older son, and i was eagerly waiting for the other one, paul.

he was completely different from his brother, calmer and more sensitive, even though he wanted to equal martin in everything.

COME TO ME, I said to him after he walked through the door and closed it.

i got up and walked over to him, taking his hard and erect penis in my hand.

DO YOU WANT TO TAKE OFF MY NIPPLE CLAMPS? with a trembling hand, he opened one and removed it.

since i've had years of experience with clamps in all sorts of places, i enjoy the pain when the blood starts flowing again.

KNEEL AND SUCK ON MY NIPPLE! he did, and he did it with complete devotion.

i removed the second clamp. THIS NIPPLE IS ALREADY WAITING FOR YOU, AND I WANT YOU TO FONDLE MY PUSSY LIPS.

i let him do it until the tingling in my nipples subsided.

LIE DOWN IN THE BED! i instructed him.

he stood up and lay down on the bed, and i followed him, straddling his head so that my nether lips touched his mouth. i leaned forward and took his erect penis into my mouth.

his penis was thinner than his brother's, but also longer, and i took it all into my mouth and let it slide down my throat - it was impossible for me to breathe, but it felt so good, and also to feel his firm tongue working on my open slit and subsequently my clitoris.

in able to breathe i had to bob my head, i was mouthfucking his beautiful cock.

everything was fine. i forced him to open his thighs, held his balls in one hand, and with the other i stroked his perineum until he convulsed and filled my mouth with his semen.

i now had cockhead in my mouth while i came and let his cum run down his shaft.

paul was the best cunt licker... i broke away from him and lay down next to him. i felt attracted to him, i could have been affectionate with him all night long – but i had to play the mistress card: I EXPECT MY SLAVES TO GET RID OF ALL BODY HAIR. TOMORROW AFTER THE MARKET, WE’LL GO FOR A WAXING.

ANYTHING YOU WANT, MOMMY! he said. after our 69, he probably would have agreed to anything.

WHAT DO I WANT NOW? i asked him, A FUCK, PAUL, I’M SO HOT FOR YOU! BUT FIRST, OPEN THE DRAWER AND HAND ME THE BUTTPLUG WITH THE BLUE CRYSTAL.

on his hands and knees, he crawled to the edge of the bed and took the delicate plug in his hand.

GIVE IT TO ME, ALSO THE SQEEZE BOTTLE WITH THE LUBE, i ordered him, STAY LIKE THIS, THEN I CAN PUT IT IN.

he had a slim ass. i applied the lube to the plug and when i tested his asshole with my finger, i heard him inhale deeply.

the plug went in easily. I LIKE THAT, BUT NOW FUCK YOUR MOMMY!

i lay on my back and spread my thighs.

11 - VALERIE BAXTER

i had sent martin and paul to buy dog collars, one for each.

They would wear them whenever they were home on weekends and holidays—and on those days, they were naked, both at home, when we visited friends, and when they accompanied me shopping.

i'd been scott's dominatrix for years, so i had a sizeable collection of leather and latex outfits.

i chose boots, leather hot pants, and a leather bustier without cups.

my hot pants had a slit through the crotch, closed with snaps. snaps are much better than a zipper.

and i wore ankle boots with stilettos...

in keeping with the occasion, marybelle wore a black maid's dress with a small white apron. underneath, she wore no underwear, only stockings with suspenders.

admittedly, i was a little nervous. any minute now, my two boys would be walking through the door - as my submissives.

when they finally walked in, each one wore a dog collar around his neck.

when i saw them, my role as mistress began: AS LONG AS YOU WEAR YOUR SLAVE COLLARS, YOU MUST BE NAKED. GO TO YOUR ROOMS, UNDRESS, AND MEET ME ON THE PATIO.

then i walked out, onto our terrace behind the house. i was not looking back.

there was no view from the street, but our porch was visible to the neighbors. but since the free use law, there was no need to hide anymore.

i was sitting in a deck chair when the two of them came to me, they stood before me naked and with erect cocks.

NOW I WANT TO SEE YOU JERK EACH OTHER OFF, i said.

BUT, MOMMY, WE’RE NOT GAY! martin protested.

I KNOW THAT, BUT YOU’RE MY SLAVES NOW, i replied, AND YOU’LL DO WHAT I TELL YOU.

martin hesitantly took paul's penis in his hand and began to stroke it.

paul did the same with martin's cock. they both became increasingly aroused. paul ejaculated first, and shortly after, martin came.

i stood up and knelt in front of martin and took his cock all the way into my mouth, while i took paul's cock in my hand and jerked him off.

and after martin squirted into my mouth, i took paul's cock in my mouth, and martin's cock in my hand, until paul’s load filled my mouth too.

then i told him, NOW GO TO MARYBELLE AND HELP HER IN THE KITCHEN!

reluctantly, but without saying a word, he went back into the house.

i sat down on a chair, spread my legs, and opened the slit of my hot pants, popping the snaps.

NOW KNEEL AND EAT MY CUNT, i ordered him, GO SLOW, I WANT TO ENJOY IT.

martin obeyed, his horniness evident, and he began to lick my slit while i fingered my nipples.

until today, i had two sons, and now i have two slaves...

LET’S GO UPSTAIRS, i said to him, wanting him to have what he so longed for.

he let go of me and stood up: he was ready.

i stood up, grabbed his hard cock, and we walked into the house together.

when we reached the bottom of the stairs, i stopped: TAKE MY PANTS OFF!

now he stood in front of me and opened the belt of my hot pants, while i was still holding his cock stroking it.

with one hand he pushed my pants down my thighs, which then slipped to my feet. i stepped out of them: I CAN’T WAIT TO HAVE THAT COCK INSIDE ME.

i pulled him up the stairs by his cock, into the bedroom, and then i collapsed onto the bed.

i spread my legs, wearing my boots like in a porno.

my pussy was so wet that he entered me unhindered and fucked me with vigor. when i felt that he was close to climax, i already came.

he gasped, MOMMY, YOU’RE THE BEST! and then he had his orgasm.

i wasn't done with him, FUCK MY MOUTH!

on his hands and knees, he moved around the bed, around me. i tilted my head back, opened my mouth, and let him penetrate me.

his cock was wet with my pussy juice, and he pushed it in – and he came again after just a few thrusts. that's the energy of youth, i guess.

he dropped onto the bed next to me. i turned around and crawled over to him, taking his now flaccid cock in my hand. I WANT MORE OF YOU!

in my hand, i felt his cock getting hard again. i took it in my mouth and stroked his balls with my hand, and after a short time, he became hard again. i sat astride him and inserted his sword into my sheath - and then i rode him.

GRAB MY NIPPLES! i begged him. AND BE ROUGH WITH THEM, SQUEEZE THEM, TUG ON THEM, YOUR MOMMY WANTS TO FEEL REAL PAIN.

i was beside myself, i was horny, and i was already on the edge again - and after i came, i collapsed on him.

10 - VALERIE BAXTER

after martin and paul graduated from high school, they began college. both studied law, wanting to follow in their father's footsteps.

in the meantime, i had already completed my second degree and quickly got a job at a large i.t.company, where i started as a team leader in the development department.

and then came the national bombshell: the free use law was introduced, which pretty much changed everything for everyone.

everything that had defined the relationship between men and women no longer applied: under threat of punishment, a woman was forbidden to refuse a man if he wanted to have sex with her.

a general outcry swept through the media, and i, too, felt like i'd been run over by a bus.

except, the law had been passed properly, and it applied to all women, without exception. it also applied to our governor and the female members of her government.

naturally, the courts were involved, but the lawsuits proved ineffective. it was a federal law, and the president personally referred the law to the supreme court, which the judges, both male and female, unanimously affirmed.

for women, there were very few protected areas, zones where sex was forbidden: courthouses, university classrooms, libraries, military installations, and police stations. sex during working hours was also taboo in production facilities.

but otherwise, the free use law applied everywhere, even in private life.

as soon as the law came into force, martin and paul surprised me on a sunny saturday afternoon.

MOTHER, WE NEED TO TALK, martin started, I WANT US TO GO UPSTAIRS AND MAKE LOVE!

that came as a surprise; after all, mothers don't usually have sex with their sons, even when they're grown.

I DON’T KNOW IF I WANT TO! i told him.

UNDER THE NEW FREE USE LAW,] A WOMAN MUST NEVER REFUSE A MAN IF HE WANTS TO HAVE SEX WITH HER! paul explained.

I KNOW THAT. AND I EXPERIENCE IT EVERY DAY! i countered, exasperated.

AND IT DOESN’T SAY ANYWHERE THAT MOTHERS ARE EXEMPT FROM THIS, paul continued.

BESIDES, YOU ARE THE HOTTEST WOMAN WE KNOW, martin added.

yes, both were over 18, and by law, they were allowed to solicit sex from a woman, and she wasn’t allowed to refuse.

they wanted it, and the law was completely on their side.

YOU’RE BOTH RIGHT, OF COURSE, i confessed, BUT I WANT YOU TO DECIDE: EITHER YOU FUCK ME LIKE AN IMPASSIVE SEX DOLL…

OR? martin wanted to know.

… OR, i continued, YOU BOTH SUBMIT YOUSELVES TO ME AS MY SEX SLAVES AND IN RETURN, SEX WITH ME WILL BE SOMETHING SPECIAL.

the two looked at each other, and paul simply said, I’M ALL IN!

YES, WE BOTH WANT THAT! martin declared.

FOR SLAVES. THERE ARE RULES, i readily admit that i suddenly found myself liking this constellation. ON WEEKENDS, YOU WILL ALWAYS BE NAKED, AND YOU WILL ALSO OBEY MARYBELLE. AS A SIGN OF YOUR STATUS, YOU WILL WEAR DOG COLLARS. YOUR FIRST TASK WILL BE TO GO TO A PET SHOP, AND EACH OF YOU WILL BUY ONE FOR YOURSELF. THE SOONER YOU LEAVE, THE SOONER WE CAN START.

the two of them literally jumped up, stormed out to the car, and drove off.

i went into the kitchen, where marybelle was preparing dinner.

MARYBELLE, TAKE A BREAK, i suggested. MAKE US TWO SOME COFFEE AND COME SIT WITH ME ON THE PATIO.

with our coffee machine, it only took minutes for the coffee to be ready.

YOU KNOW, MARYBELLE, i began after she sat down next to me, OUR TWO BOYS JUST HAVE TOO MUCH ENERGY…

I KNOW, she replied, WHEN THEY ARE HERE, THE TWO ARE ALWAYS AFTER ME, THEY AWAYS WANT SEX…

IS THAT SO? i asked her, BUT THINGS ARE ABOUT TO CHANGE. THE TWO HAVE JUST AGREED TO BE SEX SLAVES IN THE HOUSE ON THE WEEKENDS. THAT MEANS, AMONG OTHER THINGS: YOU TELL THEM, WHEN YOU WANT TO HAVE SEX, AND THEY ARE GOING TO HELP YOUNG IN THE KITCHEN IF YOU WANT. WE‘RE BOTH THE DOMMES, AND THE MEN IN THE HOUSE ARE THE SUBS.

the thought that my two boys would be my servants from now on had made me horny. and i'd gotten close to marybelle before... i was only wearing a summer dress and no panties.

i spread my legs, WOULD LIKE TO LICK MY PUSSY?

VAL, YOU COULD ASK ME MORE OFTEN. I ALWAYS ENJOY EATING YOUR PUSSY.

that was the new free use law: sex was always present, since it was now completely informal, even more so than before.

sex had always been something ordinary for americans; men and women had a desire for each other… but then there were doubts and feelings of guilt… the consequences were extreme divorce rates and sexual violence.

9 - VALERIE BAXTER

have i already told you, that i have the most wonderful husband?

i had just started studying when he took his final exams and started working at a prestigious law firm.

all those who had just started there were encouraged to take on pro bono cases because there they could prove themselves and gain experience.

scott was extremely successful with several cases and earned the attention of his superiors, which ultimately impacted his career… and also his salary.

he immediately offered to support my studies so i wouldn't have to waste my time on lousy jobs just to make ends meet.

this enabled me to complete my studies in a very short time together with great success… and to find a good job.

that's when he proposed to me. we got married and bought a large house in a rural community. it needed some renovation, but scott was willing to do the work himself.

that's when i realized that it was important to him that i explained to him how i wanted our relationship to be. it was important to him that i felt comfortable.

when he became a partner in his firm, he made a suggestion: we should ensure an addition to our family.

i stopped taking the pill, and within a year we had a son, martin.

now that he'd become a partner, scott was earning so well that i could give up my job and be there for our son. and soon after, his little brother, paul, arrived.

scott and i decided not to have any more children, and then he told me he had one request: i should exercise total control over our sex life.

i had noticed for some time that he had a tendency towards submissiveness, but the fact that he declared himself so was a surprise.

i wasn't disinclined to agree, but first i wanted to clarify the details. and since he was a lawyer, to write down, what was permitted and prohibited.

of course, we both wanted to keep our two boys out of this peculiar constellation and limit our mistress-slave play to the bedroom.

there i had the final say, and he wasn't even allowed to express his wishes. i alone had the right to determine when, how often, and in which way he ought to satisfy me, and i alone determined when and how often he was allowed to come.

however, there was a mrs marshall, the senior partner of the firm, who also had a domme-sub relationship with him.

i met her regularly for lunch in the city, and there we coordinated things like how long scott wasn't allowed to have an orgasm.

mrs marshall, or daniela, was much older than me and very elegant.

martin started going to school, and a year later, paul.

at exactly this time, daniela retired from the law firm and moved to sunny california. it was time for scott and me to reshuffle the cards.

scott suggested that we hire a nanny to take care of the house and look after the boys after school while i should go back to university.

this would allow us to go to b.d.s.m. clubs in the evenings and give free rein to our desires.

now that mrs marshall had left our orbit, i had sole control over his sex life. i had free choice to lend him to other dominas in the club and to go to a hotel with her sub during that time.

in fact, after a short time, we found a girl who had just graduated from high school and was looking for such a job: marybelle.

we agreed on a trial period of one semester, and by the time it was over, she was already a real part of our family. the two boys especially loved her, and they didn't miss us at all when we weren't there now and then in the evenings. at some point, we took it upon ourselves to occasionally be away for an entire weekend to indulge in our passion for b.d.s.m.

we often visited a pony ranch on such weekends. like-minded people spent two special days there with their partners: dommes and ponies shared a box in a former horse stable. the ponies were naked except for boots with hooves as soles, and they were only allowed to wear harnesses that didn’t cover their genitals.

what struck me immediately was that there were more male than female ponies present.

there was no dress code for the dommes. i preferred to be naked, and for gatherings i wore only a blazer and riding boots.