A little history

Grinning, the three of you get out of the large shower enclosure and dry off, pausing to kiss and stroke each other's bodies. Laurel embraces Lisa and kisses her fondly, stroking her cheek.

"You make me come so hard, sweet bitch. I'm so glad John brought you home."

The brunette hugs her back, resting her head on your wife's shoulder, looking at you.

"I've never met people like you," she says quietly. "You make me feel so slutty and so happy and so alive. You're so kind to share him with me."

"I couldn't stop him if I wanted to, dear. He's my Master. He can do what he wants. He can tie me up and make me watch him fuck four other women if he wants to. Did it once too, didn't you John?" Laurel sighs happily, taking Lisa's hand and leading her into the master bedroom.

"Eleven years ago, I was like you. Twenty-two, a temp secretary, scrambling from job to job. One day I got sent to this job to fill in as a secretary for an indefinite period. His secretary." She smiles at you, pulling the younger woman down to sit beside her on the bed.

"Well not to make a boring story, I thought he was very handsome and flirted with him. Clumsily, I must admit. I wasn't very experienced with men then."

"And you seduced him," Lisa says.

"Hardly. He rebuffed me at first, and when I persisted he dragged me over his lap and spanked me. Pulled up my skirt and spanked me. I hadn't been spanked since I was a child, and I was crying and squirming, but he just held me down and paddled my ass until it was red. And then he put his fingers in me, Oh God I was wet! I hardly knew what was happening to me. I felt so ashamed and angry and horny and I wanted nothing more than to have him take me.

"Did he?"

"Not just then. He spanked me every day that week, and fingered my pussy too. I was swollen and dripping all the time it seemed. I had to go to the bathroom to get myself off twice a day." she grins in happy reflection. "On the Friday he called me in and said he was getting rid of me, sending me back. I went crazy. I was begging him, telling him that I'd do anything to stay, anything to stay with him, that he could use me, he could fuck me anyway he wanted. Back then, you know I'd only been with a couple of men, and only once sucked a cock. But when he spanked me and controlled me it felt like nothing I'd ever experienced before."

"So he fucked you on his desk?"

"He made me suck him, then he bent me over his desk and fucked me, and then he fucked my ass. God I screamed. I thought I was going to split in two. I'd never had anything in there before. He used me and used me and used me for what seemed like hours, making me do things I'd never dreamed of doing. I loved all of it. I loved being his slut, his fuck toy. All I wanted to do was please him and stay with him." She smiles and reaches out and strokes your cheek, kissing you fondly.

"I must have done something right because he kept me. He hired me as a permanent secretary and used me like a whore and I loved it. One time, his boss walked in while he was fucking me on top of his desk. I thought we'd both be fired, but the two of them just shared me. Spitroasted me on the spot, fucked me silly. That happened more than once."

"I discovered that being submissive to him made me feel strong and confident and sexy. You might think it would be the other way around, but I was like a flower blooming and discovering what I could be. The day he first put a collar on me I was so happy. When he puts it on me now I sometimes come," she giggles softly and kisses the younger woman.

"And sometimes my kind Master brings home sweet bitches like you to share. I am his Top Bitch, but he has many bitches. Most are his slaves, as I am. I think you will be his **** too, sweet bitch. You love the taste of his discipline as well as his cock, don't you? Oh don't blush sweet bitch, I can't live without him spanking me or caning me, or whatever he chooses to do to me. I need him now as much as I did eleven years ago. He is my Master."