Lisa and Mac Ch. 08 – BDSM – Free Sex Story

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Lisa and Mac – Chapter 8

My Wife is introduced to the Club

I am grateful to an anonymous email correspondent who allowed me to use her real life experience as input to enhance this story.

Mac and John had had been very clear in their discussion with me after they had introduced my Wife, Lisa, to double penetration which, they had explained to us, was a prerequisite prior to her pending visit to the Club. The date of her initiation had been picked by them to ensure that Lisa would be at the most fertile state in her menstrual period, when she would be at her most attractive to both men and women. To enhance the occasion she and I were to have no sexual contact for the five weeks prior to the visit. And they wanted me to explain this to Lisa.

After they had left Lisa was in a deep sleep in our bed. In order to leave her in peace I retired to the guest room. The next morning was not unusual as we both rushed out of the house to get to work.

That evening we had had supper, cleared the dishes and took our glasses of wine through to the sitting room. The cane was still on display as it had been left by Mac. I noticed Lisa glancing at it. She gave a little shiver.

I sat Lisa down next to me on the sofa. I took her hand. I explained what Mac and John had told me the previous evening. They had said that it would be best if she and I had absolutely no sexual contact from now until after the Club visit. I explained that a combination of the synchronisation of her next ovulation period with the visit, preceded by a long period of chastity would ensure that she would get maximum benefit from the evening at the Club. She would, by then, be in a peak of sexual arousal and attractiveness to others, not unlike a bitch on heat.

Lisa brought up some arguments that I had raised with the two men. We loved each other. We needed to touch, hold and kiss, particularly during this daring and exciting period of our lives and experimentation. We needed each other. We needed to make Love. It was as simple as that.

How had it come to this? Six months ago my Wife and I were in a loving monogamous relationship. We had been married seven years, were still very much in Love, were in good jobs with our own home, and neither of us had any intention of going astray. But Lisa had wanted more. Mac, my friend from work had lent us some magazines, then videos. He had met Lisa a couple of times and was enamoured by her. He privately told me that he thought that she needed training in a more submissive lifestyle.

I had invited him to our house for dinner. After a perfectly normal, some would say vanilla, supper we were taking coffee in the sitting room when he unexpectedly told her to strip. To my utter surprise, and excitement, she obeyed. He had inspected her, telling me how young and beautiful her body was. He had bent her over the dining table and instructed me to hold her hands. He had caned her then whipped her before fucking her hard in front of me over while she was still bent over our dining room table. That had been a first for Lisa and was the most erotic experience in both our lives. Afterwards Mac had explained that he needed ‘private time’ with her. He had taken her to our bedroom. I had listened to the subsequent lovemaking with increased frustration, but also joy in the knowledge that my Lisa was being well looked after.

As I was reminiscing she saw my cock harden within my trousers. She put her hand on it. I took a sharp breath. “No more Masturbation for either of us?” She asked.

“No.” I replied. “It is an Orgasm ban for both of us.” She took her hand away. I nearly screamed with frustration. “Denial is supposed to be exciting for us both,” I added.

The next few weeks were hell.

When you live with a woman you Love it is almost impossible to avoid admiring her as she moves around you. You can’t stop yourself from looking at her with lascivious thoughts, and touching her affectionately. Perhaps one sees a breast in outline through a tight blouse or sweater. One’s immediate reaction is to touch. Or perhaps she smiles. There is a sudden urge to kiss the smiling lips. To touch her cheek. If she bends over to pick something up one needs desperately to gently touch that lovely shaped bottom, or better still, hold the hips as one’s cock nestles through the clothing in the soft flesh.

Ours was not an enormous house so it was inevitable, as we passed each other in the corridor, or as we did things in the kitchen, there would be occasional contact. These small contacts were becoming unbearable, particularly since we could not develop them.

Even though I was abiding by the rules by sleeping in the spare room I was hurting from the sexual abstention and I knew that Lisa was as well.

xxXxx

A couple of weeks after he had visited us Mac suggested that we should meet in the pub on Friday after work. Before leaving I let slip to Mac that Lisa was not working that afternoon if he wanted to see her. He jumped at the chance, explaining that if we met at the pub there would be no temptation to take matters further! I sent her a text:

“Join us at the pub at 5.30.”

“Sound good. Us?”

“Yes, Mac and me.”

“Oh, should I worry?”

“No bra.”

“What, in public?”

“Yes, in public. No bra.”

Mac and I arrived first. While I got pints for us and a glass of wine for Lisa he found a quiet table in the corner of the room.

“How do you feel about Lisa being on display at the Club? Mac asked me.

“Well, Lisa has been very excited by the way you have been developing the different scenarios. You were dong things to her that I could never do. That last session with John and you both taking her at the same time was amazing.”

“Yes, but how do you feel about your Wife being made available to our members?

“I think that the Club will be a good next step for her.”

“You must understand that she will be hurt and she will be abused. Surely you have reservations on your Wife being treated like that.”

I had to think hard as to how I could express my feelings properly to Mac.

“Well, Mac, the training that you and John have given her……. ” I started. But I was interrupted by Lisa’s arrival.

She didn’t see us at first. We both watched as she looked around for us. She looked ravishing. She had her hair in a ponytail, making her look much younger than her 27 years. She was wearing a crisp white sleeveless blouse and a tight skirt which broke a couple of inches above the knee. She was looking refined, happy and demur. She spotted us and came towards us. Only as she approach I could see that the blouse was tight. A couple of the top buttons were undone showing the swell of the top of her breasts. Mac and I stood to welcome her and as she sat down we both got a good sight of her cleavage. She gave Mac a pensive smile as he gave her a kiss on the cheek. Her nipples showed clearly through the blouse. I was pleased to share this with him. We sat and I passed her her drink.

We made polite conversation for only a couple of minutes before Mac said: “How’s the sexual abstention going?”

Lisa looked down at the table embarrassed. I replied: “Well, Mac, I have to admit that we are both having a hard time of it.” I replied.

I took a sip of beer to gather my thoughts then continued: “We have both been careful to avoid any physical contact in order to avoid any temptation. But this abstention is harder for both of us than we thought it would be. When we do accidentally touch, perhaps an elbow here or a shoulder there it is like an electric spark. I want to take her in my arms. I am desperate to kiss her.” Lisa looked at me and gave me the sweetest of smiles. My heart melted.

“And how do you feel Lisa. Do you feel the same way?” He asked.

“Yes., I do so want to feel my husband close to me again.” She put her hand on my thigh. My cock was reacting positively.

“Well that is all to be expected. And it is a good sign that you are both treating this so seriously in preparation.”

“But, you see Mac,” I explained. “Chastity, virtue celibacy sexual abstention, self discipline, abstinence, self control, self denial, what ever you call it are not the solution to a happy marriage.”

“Right, lets have a little chat,” Mac said as he sipped his tea. Lisa’s hand left my thigh.

“Up until now John and I have been visitors to your house and I think that you will agree that we have introduced you to all sorts of exciting eroticism which you would otherwise not have experienced.”

Lisa looked at him and smiled. “Yes. It has been exciting.” She told him.

Mac took her hand in his as he continued quietly, making sure that those sitting close could not hear: “The two of us have had fantastic Sex with you.” He looked at Lisa who blushed and looked down at the floor. “From the first time I fucked you on your dining room table with Paul watching, until our last visit when you took double penetration with John’s substantial cock you have been brilliant.” Lisa looked up at him and seemed to go an even brighter red. She did not resist as Mac moved her hand under the table. My cock hardened as I guessed where her hand would be. Mac continued. “Lisa, you have learnt a lot and you have enjoyed it.”

Mac paused. He pulled her hand up onto the table as if to show that he was in charge. “Haven’t you?”

Lisa was completely overcome with embarrassment. She stammered. “Yes, Master.”

Mac continued: “As we were guests at your house you were able to stop the activity at any time.” He put her hand to his lips and gave it a kiss before removing it beneath the table again. “The Club will be different. You will have no control and will have to put your trust completely in us. We will be taking you to an unknown location where we will be offering your body to our friends. They will all want to take full advantage of you.”

Lisa shivered and looked at me. I gave her a nervous smile.

“John has made all the arrangements.” Mac said. “I will be collecting you on Saturday week at 5.00pm. We will then have an hours drive to the meeting place. You will be blindfolded with a hood for the journey so you will not be able to see where we go, and, on arrival, you will not be able to see our members. The other members will wear masks also to avoid any chance of recognition. It is all set up so I hope that you are both still in agreement that we go ahead.”

I looked at Lisa. She was watching me closely She wet her lips. I took this as a sign.

“You tell him,” I said to her.

“Yes, Master, we want to go ahead.” She said.

“Good. I knew that you would agree.”

He raised his glass to me as if a toast would cement the deal.

“Master,” Lisa spoke nervously. “When you collect me…. er… what should I wear?” She asked with a quavering voice.

He covered her hand, which he still held. He lifted it to his lips and kissed it again, then looked into her eyes. “Lisa, you will be naked, except for some comfortable shoes.” He gave her a kiss on the cheek. “And of course your collar. Don’t worry about the cuffs. Now tonight I want you to have another look at the DVD I gave you.”

Lisa blushed, then coyly lowered her eyes as she visibly shivered again.

xxXxx

Lisa was a bag of nerves as she stood in the bath a week later as I gently shaved her Pussy. “They don’t want any hairs here or in your bottom,” I told her. She shivered. I helped Lisa out of the bath. She held my shoulder as she took tentative steps to the bedroom. I gently laid her on her back on the bed. I had the balm ready. Mac had told me to apply it liberally over her whole body. I ensured that her chest, stomach and thighs were well oiled before telling her to turn over. It was gratifying to see that all the marks of her last caning on her backside had gone. Her bottom was completely unblemished as it had been before Mac and John had entered our lives. But her buttocks had taken on a different tautness, and were considerably more firm as I applied plenty of the balm to them. I continued on her back and her thighs. I knew that I should not penetrate her with my fingers. But her legs parted as she moaned and gave little cries of longing as my hands worked close to her labia lips and her back passage.

“Other men will be taking you here, Lisa,” I told her. My cock was hard.

She moaned loudly but did not reply. Shortly she was sitting up in bed naked. She was ready.

I leaned forward and kissed her. I took hold of her tightly and whispered in her ear. “I know that you want this. I want it too. Just remember that I Love you and I always will.”

Her hand went to my engorged cock. “Oh, darling. I am so very frightened. God, I wish we could make Love now. I want you so much.” She lad back on the bed, bent her knees and opened her legs wide. God, I was so tempted.

I looked at her labia lips concealing the vulva, which I knew would be open for me. There were a few drops of moisture. That vulva and Vagina, which would soon be penetrated by others. Is this really what I wanted? “No, we mustn’t” I told her. “You need to be pure and clean for them.” Lisa gave a small moan.

Her collar was on the bed. She shivered as I placed it around her neck. “Mac will be here soon. Of course you are scared. But Lisa darling, I know that you don’t want to let yourself down. Be brave darling.” I kissed her lips.

“You will stay close to me,” won’t you?”

“Yes, darling, of course. I will look after you.” I reassured her.

“I Love you,” she told me.

“And I Love you too.”

The door bell went. She froze in panic. “No I can’t go,” she said. “Please tell him no.” Without another word I went downstairs to let Mac in. He had a black garment over his arm.

“We do not have much time. We are due there at 6.00pm.” He said as he came in the door.

“She will be down in a minute.” I replied.

We went into the sitting room. He declined a drink. I could sense that he was nervous. The tension in the room was infectious. Lisa came down the stairs and joined us. She was naked except for her collar. She blushed as he turned and studied her. “God, you are so lovely,” he said. She smiled. “So innocent looking,” he told her. He took her hand and turned her around. Her body shone from the oil of the balm. He touched her shoulder, then his hand slipped to her breast. “Perfect; your skin is so firm and unblemished.”

I was enormously proud of my Wife; naked, on display to my friend from work. My cock reacted. My penis which had barely gone down from earlier, was seriously aroused. God, he was right. She was utterly lovely and at that moment I loved her more than ever.

He held her shoulders and kissed her on the lips. “OK?” He asked her.

She shivered as she replied. “A bit frightened,”

“Don’t worry. It will be OK.” He took the black garment up from a chair where he had placed it. It was a cloak. It had no sleeves and was made of a soft light silk material. It looked expensive. He slipped the cloak over Lisa’s shoulders. It covered her whole body down to her feet. There was one button, at the collar, which he fastened.

He took her hand which made the cloak billow out. “Now Lisa, I must ask you formally. Do you agree to come to the Club to be controlled by the members and accept that sexual activities will be expected of you.”

Lisa looked at me then at Mac. “Oh Master. I am so scared. I… er…. am not sure. But I am also excited. I really want to please you and my husband, who will be with me.”

“Good. Well done Lisa. OK, Let’s go.” he said.

Mac led us out to the car. He wanted Lisa in the front and I was told to get in the back. He drove away from the house and stopped in a lay by a couple of miles from the house.

He produced two hoods. “You will both need to wear these so that you do not see where we are going.” He handed me one. They were made of soft leather, covering the whole of the head. There was a large aperture in the area of the mouth so there was no chance of being suffocated.

Mac put the hood over Lisa’s head and I put on mine. He pulled out of the lay by on to the road.

I could hear Mac telling her that he would be her mentor during the evening. He would mostly be by her side to ensure that she had contact with someone she knew. If there were any problems he would be there to look after her.

“Are you OK, Paul.” He asked me in the back.

“Yes, I’m fine.” I told him.

“When we get there you may take off your hood and I will give you a mask so that you will not be recognised. We all wear them.” He told me. He then explained that since Lisa was the speciality of the evening she would have to retain the hood. Lisa gave a shudder.

The car stopped. Mac explained that we were there. I removed my hood and replaced it with the mask he had given me. I looked around as I got out of the car. We were in a sort of farm yard. In front of us was a smart looking well kept barn. I watched fascinated as my Wife, blind because of the hood, was helped by Mac out of the car. The slit in the front of her cloak opened to show her arm, then a leg. She held on to his hand and was led by him into the barn as I followed. She was shaking as she walked. My heart was pounding.

“Now Lisa calm down. Just a few more steps to go.” Mac reassured her. He turned to me behind him. “Stay here Paul, John will be with you in a minute.”

I took a good look around. We were in a well lit comfortable converted barn, with a small group of about eight to ten other people who were chatting among themselves with glasses of what looked like champaign in their hands. All of them wore masks similar to mine. What was surprising was their dress. Two of the ladies were casually conversing but what was remarkable was that both of them were naked to the waist. Their lower halves were covered by a sort of sarong. The men were in mixed dress. A couple were in slacks and shirts as I was. One man had his chest bare and another was wearing a long night shirt through the front slit of which a good sized naked cock was occasionally visible. He seemed proud of his appendage. Eats were being served by the ladies.

A stage of about 24 x 24 feet, was raised about four feet above the floor in the centre of the room. My eyes strayed over various pieces of wooden and leather furniture scattered on the stage and elsewhere in the room. There were a half a dozen comfortable chairs, a table and a couple of sofas. Plenty of furniture for the small gathering, I thought. The small crowd continued mixing and talking oblivious of our arrival.

The imposing figure of John, in a mask, was unmistakeable as he strode up to me. He shook my hand. “Welcome. Thank you for joining us tonight.” We glanced at Lisa who was being escorted through the room by Mac. He continued: “Now since this is new to you it would be best if you were to remain very much in the background for the evening. You will be able to watch everything from here but I suggest that you stay back here and remain quiet.” One of the bare breasted ladies brought over two glasses of Champaign, giving one to me and the other to John. We toasted each other. We looked out to the room. Lisa and Mac were going up the steps to the stage. “Is she looking forward to it?” He asked.

“Er… yes. But she is very nervous.” I replied.

“Well that’s understandable.” He said.

—-

They had reached to top of the stairs and were in the centre of the stage where lights illuminated them. Lisa kicked of her shoes.

She could hear the background buzz of conversation and the clink of glasses as she clung to Mac’s arm for support. Mac put his hands up to the throat of her cloak. He unbuttoned the single fastening and eased the cloak off her shoulders. Lisa was now naked except for her hood and collar. She shivered, although the room was warm. Suddenly the room went quiet. Lisa could not see, but she felt their eyes upon her.

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