Sandra and Stevie Ch. 34

Note: This story is the thirty-fourth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous thirty-three episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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8 months have passed. It's now the 15th of June.

Sandra, Julie and I have been in the new house for the past seven months.

Julie just completed her 2nd quarter at Maple Hills Community college. She's very proud of the fact that she's a straight A student.

Sandra just finished her 2nd year of law school. Her grades are also excellent.

When we moved into the new house we turned the third bedroom into an office where each of us has our own desk and our own lap top computer. This has certainly made it easier for the girls to study, but that's not the only reason for their success. Both Julie and Sandra are very bright women with a strong desire to succeed.

The girls are beginning a well earned vacation. They are both going to take the entire the summer off. Their plan is spend their time relaxing around the pool and entertaining as many lovers as possible in our new house.

Tuesday morning I went into the office for one of my weekly meetings with the partners. When the meeting was over I spent some time catching up with some of my coworkers. I also took advantage of some of the research opportunities that the office offered.

It was almost 4:00 by the time I got home. When I walked in the front door I could hear Sandra's voice.

She was screaming, "That's right, give it to me! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Sandra was apparently entertaining.

The sound of her voice was coming from the playpen. If you remember, we were first attracted to the new house because there were two large bedrooms with very nice private baths. The original idea was that Julie would live in one bedroom while Sandra and I lived in the other one. When Julie, Sandra and I all became intimate and started sleeping in the same bed, the second bedroom became superfluous.

Julie came up with the idea of creating a playroom for the girls. They decorated it. It has a large king size bed in the middle of the room. Mirrors have been generously placed on the walls and ceiling. The floor is covered with thick pink carpeting that is easy on the knees when one of them is giving a blowjob. There is a large overstuffed chair in one corner where a man can lie back and relax while Julie or Sandra does a sexy strip tease for him. The room is a large playpen for sexual excess and that's how we refer to it. We call it the playpen.

I'm not allowed to enter the playpen without specific permission from the girls. That permission is generally only granted when the room needs to be cleaned.

I went into our office and sat down to do some work. I had been working for about a half hour when I heard the playpen door open.

I turned; Sandra was walking across the living room holding hands with a man in his mid thirties. She was naked. Her playmate was dressed in a business suit. When they got to the front door, Sandra put her arm around his neck and kissed him on the lips.

"Bill, thank you for a wonderful afternoon." She kissed him again. As Sandra was kissing Bill, he looked over her shoulder and saw me in the office.

"Sandra, who's the guy?"

Sandra laughed. "Oh, that's just my husband."

I smiled when I heard her little white lie. Sandra enjoys introducing me to new lovers as her husband. She believes it creates greater tension for me.

She patted Bill's shoulder. "Don't worry about him baby. He doesn't care if I party with other guys." She pretended to pause. "Oh that's not completely true. He cares, he's just such a sissy wimp that there's really nothing he can do about it."

She turned to me. "Isn't that true wimpboy?"

I obediently bowed my head. "Whatever you say dear."

Sandra smiled at me and turned back to Bill. "See what I mean. He's just a pathetic wimp. Ignore him." She kissed Bill one more time. "Thank you again for the marvelous afternoon. Now run along, your wife is going to start wondering what happened to you."

I smiled to myself. Obviously Sandra didn't think much of Bill as a lover. She didn't give him her telephone number and she didn't invite him to call her.

As soon as Bill was gone, Sandra closed the door behind him and came into the office.

I looked at her. I always enjoy seeing her naked after she has been with a man. Her body seems to glow with satisfaction.

She took me by the hand and led me out to the patio. One of the wonderful things we've discovered about our new house is that the patio is very private. We can have sex outside in the warm sun without offending our neighbors. It really is wonderful.

Sandra sat down in one of the patio chairs and spread the lips of her pussy. Bill's cum was dripping from her stretched vagina.

"Sweetheart, see what bad Bill did. He made a big old mess in my pussy. Come lick me clean."

I got on my knees. Sandra sighed when I started to lick Bill's cum from her pussy. It was apparent that she was still very aroused. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face into her sloppy cunt.

"Taste that baby, taste my lovers cum." Her voice changed to a whisper. "Cucky, I met Bill in the checkout line at the drug store. He was a total stranger. I picked him up, brought him home and let him fuck me."

She pulled my face up so that I was looking at her. "Cuckboy, I let a total stranger fuck me and cum in my cunt." She giggled. "And now you're licking his semen out of me." She kept giggling. "You're such an obedient little wimp. I can do anything to you I want." She smiled at me. "It makes me feel so powerful to know that." Suddenly she slapped me hard across the face. "That's true isn't it. Say it wimp. Tell me that you'll allow me to do anything to you I want."

Sandra's slap hurt, but the pain just got me more excited. I looked up at my dominant goddess. "Mistress Monroe, you may do anything to me you want. I belong to you. I'm your personal property. It's always my desire to submit to your will."

Sandra laughed and kissed the top of my head. "Stevie, you're wonderful." She looked into my eyes." "I love you so much." Sandra pulled my face back to her cunt. "Now finish cleaning me up and make me cum."

I licked the rest of Bill's cum from Sandra's pussy. When I finished that task she pulled her feet up onto her chair, pushed her hips forward and presented me with her ass. She wanted me to lick her asshole.

I eagerly complied. As I pushed my tongue into Sandra's anus, I thought to myself that after eight months, licking Sandra's ass was still one of my greatest pleasures.

Sandra started to rub her clit with her fingers. As soon as she touched herself, it was a matter of minutes before she reached a climax.

I obediently knelt between my mistress's legs and waited while she enjoyed the full pleasure of her orgasm. When it was over she relaxed for a moment then she stood up, reached down and helped me up.

When I was on my feet Sandra hugged me. "Stevie I really enjoyed that. I hope you did to."

I smiled at her. "I loved it Sandra."

"Baby, If you'd like it I'll give you a blowjob right now." She paused. "But I'm going to be home tonight. I don't have a date. I'm feeling very dominant and I'd love to spend the entire evening playing with you."

I grinned at her. "That's an invitation that I'd never pass up."

Sandra giggled. "Good, fetch your cock cage. I think its time to lock you up." She paused. "When you're properly controlled, it's time for you to give me a bath. I feel like being pampered for a little while,

I retrieved my chastity cage. Sandra put it on me and locked it.

I drew a bath for her. When it was ready she got into the tub.

While I was washing her Sandra remembered she had a message from Julie. "Jules called me on my cell phone this afternoon. She has a date tonight. She told me to tell you not to worry about her, she's planning to spend the night with this guy . She asked me to tell you that she loves you and she'll see you when she gets home in the morning."

I stopped and looked at Sandra. "Really?"

Sandra nodded. "Yes, interesting isn't it?"

This was out of character for Julie. Sandra loves staying overnight with a guy so she can have a "wakeup fuck". Julie never does it. She likes to come home so she can sleep with Sandra and me.

I stared at Sandra. We both shrugged. Spending the night with a guy was certainly Julie's choice. She didn't have to explain it to us.

Sandra and I had a wonderful evening. Over the past several months she had become increasingly dominant. Lately, she was looking for new ways to express that dominance. I was loving every second of it.

The following Thursday, we were at our weekly get together at Baxter's. It was late. The girls were all back from their parties. The whole group was sitting together in the bar sipping diet coke.

Brenda turned to Julie and Sandra. "What do the two of you plan to do now that school is over for the summer?"

Sandra thought for a moment, finally she answered. "I'm not sure what I am going to do. It's been a very long time since I've been able to take a real vacation." She smiled. "I know one thing, I'd like to start by throwing a really good party at our new house."

Julie looked up. "Oh yes! That would be excellent." She started laughing. "How about if it's just us five girls and a whole lot of guys?"

April started laughing. "Julie you are such a slut."

Julie grinned at her. "Thank you April. It's an honor to be called that by the queen of debauchery."

The whole group started laughing.

Brenda shook her head. "Queen of debauchery? Jules we're not going to let you keep going to that college. Your vocabulary is getting way too sophisticated for us peons."

Julie beamed.

We all started laughing again. While everyone was laughing Sandra quietly said, "I think Jules has a really good idea."

We all turned to look at her.

"Think about it girls, which party would you rather attend? A dumb old cocktail party where everyone stands around and makes small talk or a kick ass party where the five of us get to play with lots and lots of guys?"

April smiled. "Sandra you are an evil genius"

I looked at them. "You guys aren't talking about having a party, you're planning an orgy."

Julie looked at Sandra. "Our Stevie might be a little sissyboy, but he's one smart little sissyboy."

"How many guys should we invite?" It was Brenda. She was apparently taking this plan seriously.

Sandra thought for a moment. "How about twelve?"

Julie took a sip of her Diet Coke. "Why twelve Sandra?"

"If we're going to do this, then lets do it right. I'd love to experience nonstop fucking."

April turned to her. "Sandra have you ever pulled a train?"

Sandra appeared to be a little shocked by the question. "No April, I haven't."

"You do know what it means right?"

"Of course, you have a group of guys lined up outside the bedroom taking turns fucking you." Sandra paused and looked at April. "Have you ever done it?"

She smiled and looked at her husband. "Yes. I used to do it a lot in college. It can be really fun as long as it doesn't get out of hand."

Everyone stopped and looked at April for a moment. Her statement raised several questions. Nobody asked them. I think everyone felt this was neither the time nor the place for that discussion.

Sandra continued, she was smiling. "I am not sure we want to go to that extreme, but that is sort of what I am looking for. Girls I am suggesting a party where we set it up so that all five of us get to spend a lot of time on our backs."

Julie nodded her head. "Sandra I like your plan, but can the five of us keep twelve guys happy?"

Sandra shrugged. "Most men need some recovery time between fucks and some guys can only go a couple of times."

Brenda sighed, "I think Julie is raising a good question. Twelve is too many, ten is enough. We just have to pick our guys carefully."

Sandra nodded. "Okay ten it is." She paused. "Brenda, you're right. We do have to pick the guys carefully."

"No one brings a regular." It was Julie. "I can't invite Ray, Sandra you can't invite Roger, Brenda you can't invite Gil."

Brenda nodded. "I agree, we don't need guys who are going to get possessive and want to spend the whole evening with just one of us."

Sandra smiled. "Okay no regular boyfriends. What else?"

"Nobody gets to fuck anyone more than one time." It was Maddie.

Julie looked at everyone. "Maddie's right. It will be more fun if there's lots of variety."

"Okay, What else?" Sandra was now in lawyer mode.

"Nobody cums in our pussies bareback." April paused. "If a guy wants to, he can cum inside us, but he has to wear a condom."

Julie looked puzzled. "Why April? I like it when guys cum inside me."

April smiled. "I like it to Jules, but after 4 or 5 guys cum inside you it starts to get really messy." She winked at Julie. "Trust me I know."

Maddie looked at April. "Why don't we just have the cucks lick us clean after we're done fucking a guy?"

April shook her head. "That works great after one or two fucks, but after three or four, there's just too much cum in there. It gets too sloppy to be fun."

Sandra looked at the other girls. "I think that we have to defer to April on this one. She seems to have a little more experience in this area." She moved us on. "Okay, no one cums inside us unless they wear a condom. What else?"

"We want guys who are open to our lifestyle." Brenda hugged her husband. "I want Bobby to be there and be involved." She stopped and thought. "The guys can tease our cucks, but I don't want any guys that are going to be mean to them or try to exclude them from the party."

Julie nodded. "I agree, I want Stevie to have fun to."

Sandra looked at everyone. "I also agree, and I want to add another condition. No private fucking. Everything takes place in front of everyone. If a guy can't handle that we don't want him there."

Maddie smiled. "I love that. This is going to be a very wild party." She stopped. "Lets talk about the cucks. I think that they should be our slaves."

Brenda grinned. "Yes, they should be there to attend to our needs and the needs of our lovers."

Julie smiled. "They need uniforms."

Sandra looked at her. "What do you have in mind Jules?"

She thought for a moment. "First of all they should wear crotchless panties so that everyone can see their tiny weewees."

All the girls started laughing.

April said, "I like that Jules, but I think they should be locked up." She looked at Bobby and me. "You both have cages right?"

We both nodded yes.

Julie said, "April that is so hot. If we have them wear crotchless panties, everyone will see their chastity cages. All of our lovers will know that while they are getting all the pleasure they want from us, our cucks can't even jack off."

I shook my head when I heard this. Our women were getting better and better at tormenting us.

Brenda spoke up. "I know a tee shirt store that will make us three pink crop tops that say sissy wimp across the front."

The girls all agreed that this was wonderful idea.

Sandra stepped in and started organizing things. "Okay, Brenda you get the crop tops. Jules you stop at Sex Land and get the crotchless panties." She looked at everyone. "When do we hold the party."

April said, "A week from Saturday; in the afternoon."

Julie looked at her. "why then April?"

"Because Saturday afternoon is an easy time for guys to get away from their wives. They can tell them they're going to play golf or going to the lumber yard or something."

Sandra nodded. "Okay, a week from Saturday it is. We start at 1:00." She looked at everyone. "Who do we invite?'

Brenda smiled. "Your friend big dick Jason for one." She closed her eyes. "I want to suck that big cock of his so badly."

Jason was of course the guy with the 12 inch penis that Sandra first met at Baxter's last fall. He was now a regular weekly visitor at our house. He was an excellent choice. I liked Jason. He wasn't possessive. He was always very respectful to me and he loved fucking in front of people. I laughed to myself; If I had a 12 inch cock I might be an exhibitionist to."

Sandra nodded. "Brenda he's a great choice." She looked around. "Okay girls, who else."

It took about 20 minutes for the girls to agree on 10 guys. Most to them were Baxter's regulars. They finished by deciding who would call and invite each guy. There was some discussion that Bobby, Mark and I should be forced to call the guys. Maddie thought it would be delightfully humiliating for us. I was relieved when the idea was rejected. The girls decided that they would probably get a better response if they made the invitations personally.

The girls also agreed that the rules for the afternoon needed to be spelled out when the invitation was offered. If a guy had any objections, he would be replaced.

It was late. We cleaned up a couple of quick details. I was put in charge of refreshments. I was told to put together a full bar, but they also wanted lots of soft drinks. They didn't want anyone to lose sexual prowess because they had had too much to drink.

We finished by agreeing that everyone would be back at Baxter's next Thursday night. The final arrangements for the party would be made then.