I now found myself completely immersed in whatever I was told to do. The supposed conference was just another excuse for me to be used as a sex slave.
Reg and I sat down on Sunday and talked about what was happening. Unbeknownst to me he had been invited to this conference having been told I would be there to be a sort of sex slave. I knew he had watched me tied up and used by a group of men and enjoyed watching. Now he also enjoyed the latest escapade and I knew he had particularly enjoyed fucking Brandy. I wasn’t jealous because I had enjoyed her too. Of course all this discussion just turned us both on and we fucked like rabbits.
Things got back to normal, well normal for us anyway. The phone hadn’t rung all week but Friday night it did and I expected it was Marge. It was and she told me to be at her shop at 2pm the following day. She gave no further details but I guess she didn’t need to as whatever it was she knew she was in total control. I arrived at 2pm and was immediately sent upstairs where Dominique was waiting. I was told to strip and then I was tied into the rack. I expected to be gagged and blindfolded but only masked. Whatever she had planned it wasn’t much good me complaining.
She wheeled up a new contraption. I had seen enough porn to realise I was about to be fucked by a machine. It was an electric motor with an extended arm. Attached to the arm was a huge horse cock dildo at least 12” long and as thick as my arm. It sat there teasing me. Not touching me but obviously it would not be there for long. Sure enough the door opened and this guy walked it. Dominique had on her cat suit and this guy was dressed in leather pants and a sleeveless leather jacket. “So this is the slut” he said and walked up and slapped my boobs and squeezed my already erect nipples. “Do you reckon she can take this cock” he said, leering at me. “Yes honey” Dominique said “she would love to know what a real horse feels like I bet”. He laughed “well let’s get this party started”.
He pushed the machine towards me until the dildo was pressed up against my pussy. Turning it on it lurched back and forth, each time the flared head of the dildo slid a couple of inches into me. I moaned as it felt so big and was painful. “Oh yes, moaning already” he said “yes, I reckon this slut could take the whole thing”. He moved it closer and I squealed as I took more of the dildo. It was opening me up like nothing had before. The pain was making my body tremble and I squealed loudly. “Yes bitch. Squeal all you want. There is still plenty more to come” and he pushed it further and further until I was taking the while 12’’.
My body shook as he manipulated the speed control. Up until now he had it set on low speed. He clicked up once and it moved back and forth a little faster. The pain was less now as my body adjusted to the size of the dildo penetrating me. I began to moan more with pleasure now. He clicked it again and the speed increased again. The pain now was replaced by pleasure as the machine rammed back and forth. “Yes you like that don’t you slut?” he said. I couldn’t lie “yes Master” I moaned. “Would you like it faster” he said licking his lips “tell me what you want bitch”. “Yes Master fuck me faster. I want it faster”. “Say please” he insisted. “Yes Master. I want it faster please” I groaned and for the next 15 minutes or so he would turn it to full speed and then scale it back and make me beg to go faster again.
He turned it to full speed and Dominique came up and started to rub a vibrator against my clit. I moaned and squealed as I came. “Please make me cum again Mistress” I said to her but I really didn’t need to beg. As I surrendered entirely to what was happening down below the guy walked up and unzipped my pants. “Suck my cock you dirty slut” he said “you are a dirty slut aren’t you?” “Yes Master. I am so dirty. Let me suck you cock and show you how dirty I am”. With that he jammed his impressive erect manhood into my mouth and pushed it deep down my throat. I had been practising with my husband so I didn’t gag when taking him deep so I now could do it without gagging. “Oh shit she is taking at all” he yelled as I sucked him off swallowing all he could shoot into my mouth.
Dominique pulled the machine slowly back so the dildo eased from my tortured fuck hole. “I have another attachment you will enjoy” she said and removed the horse cock dildo and replaced it with duel dildos. The top one was about 10” long and the bottom one maybe 7” long. She pushed the machine towards me and I felt my pussy and bum both being penetrated at once. She started up the machine again and for a few 15 minutes or so she manipulated the speed while I moaned and begged her to go faster. Meanwhile the performance had the guy erect again and I took a second load on cum before a halt was called. I could barely stand when I was untied. My pussy hurt, my bum hurt but I was smiling broadly. I found out later than Marge had filmed the whole thing and gave the video to the guy who had apparently paid a shit load of money to have it all filmed.
I got home and Reg insisted on me telling him what had happened in minute detail. He was enjoying my predicament as much as I ultimately was. What had started out as a threat to expose me if I didn’t do as I was ordered was now actually enjoyable. They didn’t need to blackmail me anymore as I was quite prepared to do anything they asked. With my husband fully aware of my fetish and his involvement as well things were so much more enjoyable. We started to think of things we could do independent of Marge and Dominique. Maybe we could do more kinky things together or with others. We knew Brandy was available and she had given me her phone number.
We started to check the internet for contact sites listing people looking for sex. There were hundreds of people. Couples looking for couples, men or woman looking for couples, groups looking for new members. The list went on and on. Most were looking for straight sex but we wanted posts from people wanting something a little more adventurous. We found one part of the site dedicated to people wanting kinky sex, either bondage or domination. “We could do that” I said excitedly “we have the experience now”. Reg agreed “yes darling, let’s get the right gear and then we can offer services and have some real adventures”.
We sat down and made up a list of the “equipment” we would need. It was no use going to Marge’s sex shop as we really didn’t want her to know. We found a similar shop in another suburb and arranged to head there at the first opportunity. The next thing was to decide how to recoup the expenses. Several people had actually said they would pay to submit to a male or female Dom. Armed with our list of “equipment” we just had to find the time to go shopping. With no phone call that week from Marge we set off on Saturday to get what we needed for our new project.