Epilogue.

A few years down the line the story finds you living the domestic life of a stay-at-home submissive husband slut in a quaint suburban neighborhood.

After that eventful night where you were accepted by Mistress Jensen and Williams you never looked back at your old life again. Dropping out of university was a forgone conclusion by your two dominant women and of course you obeyed. At the same time you ended the lease on your apartment and soon after the moving truck went to your new home with your Mistresses.

A few months later and plenty of domination later you had been dominated in pretty much every way imaginable, your holes were now eager fuckholes and your tongue sublime at eating ass after hundreds of hours spent worshipping your Mistresses cinnamon rings. As things turned out, you had also gotten Mistress Williams pregnant that fateful evening. You soon married, changing your last name to Williams-Jensen. Further cementing your identity as their ****.

Today the children are away at camp and they will be away for the entire weekend. You've prepared your body just like that night, wearing your old **** collar, privates shaven. In the kitchen huge bundles of roses and hand made cards await, showcasing your love and and your submission to Mistress Williams and Mistress Jensen. Of course a couple of new, fresh massive, thickly veined strap-ons also lie waiting.

Kneeling by the front door, you hear a key clicking in the front door and it opens. Delightful laughter rings out as your Mistresses spot you and you are showered with affection. When they find your gifts they are so pleased that you all spend the night reenacting that first evening..

As you find yourself spit roasted on massive strapons, collar pulled tight by the leash in the firm grip of your mistress, mouth drooling around girlcock, your cock painting the floor white again and again with your spunk you find yourself truly happy.

Yet you wonder, how would your life be if you travelled down a different path..