Wife Seeks Help In Training Her Submissive Husband!

CHAPTER TWENTY.

“Before we go home, why don’t we take a walk up ‘Lover’s Lane’ to the ‘Dogging’ car park?” Alice suggested.

“What a good idea,” Karen replied at once, “I’m sure Pippa would learn a lot about what girls have to do to please men there!”

I was led up a dark footpath, until we arrived in a secluded car park at the top of a hill. The four women huddled together, whispering to each other as they planned what to do with me.

The small car park was quite full… which surprised me, as it was now late evening, and was quite dark outside. There were about eight cars and three trucks parked here, plus of course our small group of people.

Next to the car park was a small building. It consisted of two public toilets, one male and the other female. It also had a little café, which was now closed. Behind the toilet block was a path, leading to a small picnic area, surrounded by trees. Susan handed me an envelope… and she said:

"Right slut, I want you to mince across this car park… in the most sluttish way that you can. Go into the men's toilets. Once you are in there, go into one of the stalls… and open this envelope. Follow the instructions to the letter.”

“Remember, we will be watching you. Any failure on your part will result in severe punishment." Helen added.

I did as I was told, and quickly set off across the car park. I could hear my heels clicking as I walked, they sounded like gunshots in the quiet night air. I felt eyes watching me from the cars and the trucks. I felt myself speeding up, and trying to get to the toilets as quickly as possible. To my horror, Mistress Alice shouted out from behind me:

"Walk more slowly, Slut!" Her voice sounded as loud as thunder in the open car park.

I slowed my walk, my face reddening… as I noticed a couple of lights flick on in the cars and the trucks. Eventually, I got to the toilet block, and I rushed inside… out of sight.

In my haste, I almost knocked over a guy who was coming out. He was in his forties, and he looked like a truck driver. He was sweaty and smelly, and he had a large beer-gut, hanging over his jeans, covered in a filthy T-shirt. He looked at me, at first in shock… and then in lust.

I quickly rushed past him, and into one of the stalls, locking the door behind me. I just stood there for a few moments, catching my breath. As I did so, I was able to look around the stall. The walls were covered in graffiti, almost all of it of a sexual kind.

There were drawings of cocks… and of naked women, some descriptions of sexual acts… and contacts… and phone numbers for people:

"Looking for a good time,” or…
"I want to get my cock sucked."

I realized to my horror that these toilets were used as meeting places for people… especially gays. I remembered the envelope, and with shaking hands, I opened it. Inside it was another envelope… and a letter. The letter read:

‘Slut, read this letter, and then you must open the other envelope… inside it; you will find a sheet of paper. You are to read it… and then: Stick it to the wall with the tape provided! Once you have done this, remove your dildo! Proceed outside, and up the path to the picnic area. Once there, you will please any man that asks you to. You will make sure that they all go away completely satisfied.’

I opened the second envelope, and I stuck the piece of paper it contained to the wall.

I stood back and read it, it said:

‘Cock-hungry TV Slut…

I want to suck and fuck as many horny guys as possible.
I love to suck cock, and to get fucked in the arse.
What I like best is to be force-fed spunk.
I am outside, up the path, in the picnic area.’

I read the note again.

I realized that with the car park being as busy as it was, and with the toilets regular use as a meeting point, I was going to get a real fucking if I did as I’d been instructed.

I felt both scared and excited at the thought, but the rapidly hardening cock in my knickers told me that I wanted this. I straightened my stockings, and I took a deep breath. I opened the stall door, and I walked to the picnic area. As I did, I could see that the guy from before went back into the toilets. I also saw that a couple of other guys were leaving their cars, and were going over to the toilet block.

I followed the path to the picnic area. It consisted of two picnic tables, the kinds with bench seats either side, and I sat down. The whole area was surprisingly well lit, by two lights that were hanging from the toilet block.

I had only been sitting at the picnic table for a couple of minutes, when the trucker turned up.

"So, are you the cock hungry TV slut?" he said.

Knowing that Mistress Alice and Mistress Susan were watching me, somewhere in the surrounding trees, I said:

"Yes, that's me."

"And… you want to get fucked in the mouth? …and in the arse?" he said.

"Yes," I replied, "I would love to suck your cock, and to feel it pushing deeply into my arse."

"Right… bitch!” he said, “Open wide, and suck on this." He pulled open his fly, and he walked over to me.

As I sat on the picnic bench, I was just at the right height. I only had to lean a little forward to be face to face with his cock. Like him, it was fat and smelly… and rapidly hardening.

"Well, bitch… What are you waiting for? Suck it," he said.

I stuck out my tongue, and I began to lick the end. I ran my tongue over the sensitive glans, and then let my tongue flick over the eye, tasting the pre-cum that was already forming there. I formed my lips into an "O," and I slipped him deeply into my mouth.

I began to work up a rhythm, sucking up and down on his cock, and licking the shaft, as I swallowed it again and again.

I could feel it hardening more, and beginning to twitch. I let it slip from my mouth, and I ran my tongue all over his cock, starting at the top… and going down his shaft to the base, over his balls, and then back up again. I opened my mouth, and once more took his cock into my mouth. I was really getting into it now, and my head was bobbing up and down… leaving a trail of saliva and lipstick, smeared all over his shaft. Suddenly, he grabbed my head, and he shouted:

"Get ready for my spunk bitch, but don't swallow it. I want you to show me what a slut you are. I want you to show me your mouth full of cum." With that, he let fire, and I felt the first jets of his hot cum hit the back of my throat.

I let his cock slip out of mouth a little, so I could catch his spunk on my tongue. Jet after jet of it shot out, filling my mouth, and dribbling out of the sides.

He withdrew his cock, and I obediently opened my mouth, to show him it full of spunk.

"Not a bad load," he said, "Now swallow it bitch." I did as he’d said, and with one big gulp, I felt his slimy, salty spunk slip down my throat, and into my belly.

As he stepped back, I got a chance to look round, and I realized that about nine men now surrounded me… all with their cocks out, wanking… and looking at me with lust filled eyes. A large man stepped out of the crowd, and he said:

"Right slut… we are all going to fuck your pretty little arse and mouth now, so get up and lie over the table." I began to get up off the seat, but I was obviously too slow for the crowd.

I felt several pairs of hands roughly grab me, and pick me up. I was turned over, and was forced down on to the table, my legs dangling off one end, and my head hanging off the other.

As I lifted my head, a cock was thrust into my face. It was already leaking pre-cum, and the guy rubbed his cock all over my face, smearing my make up, before finally forcing it into my mouth. I began to suck on his cock, as I felt one of my hands being lifted onto another cock. Soon, I had a cock in each hand, as well as the one in my mouth. Another cock appeared in front of my face. I began to alternate sucking a cock at a time, and then licking them both, as they were shoved into my mouth together.

Meanwhile, a guy was now behind me. He ripped off my knickers. I felt him grab my waist, and with no warning, he shoved his entire cock up my arse… in one fluid movement. It felt huge.

I thought that I was going to be split in half, as he began to slide out of me, and then ram it home again. He soon set up a rhythm, and after the initial shock, I began to enjoy the sensation of his big cock pistoning in and out of my arse. Suddenly, one of the guys I was wanking began to shout:

"I'm cumming."

Knowing what Mistress would expect of me, I quickly let the cock I was sucking on out of my mouth, and I turned my head to face the guy.

As I did, the first shot of spunk flew out of his cock, hitting me across the face.

I opened my mouth widely, and the next one went straight in. The guy moved forward, and he shoved his cock into my mouth. I licked and sucked his cock, and he emptied the rest of his load into my mouth.

As soon as he had finished, and I had licked his cock clean, another guy replaced him. Once again, I had a cock in each hand, one in my mouth, and one in the arse.

The guy behind me began to speed up, and with a moan, I felt his spunk shoot up my arse. He slipped out of me, giving my arse a spank as he did, and almost immediately, I felt another cock pushing its way into my arse.

Now, the two cocks I had been sucking on began to cum, and I was soon swallowing another two loads of spunk.

For the next two hours, I was fucked again and again… in my mouth and in my arse. I must have serviced about thirty men, and have swallowed at least twenty loads of spunk, before I was down to the last two guys. They had both already cum once, and had now swapped round, so I was now sucking on the cock that had just been up my spunk filled arse. I was almost numb now, my arse and jaw aching from the abuse they had received.

Finally, the guy in front grunted, and he shot his spunk in my mouth… as I swallowed, the guy behind me added his spunk to the large pool that had formed around my arse. They both stood back, and looked at me, as I began to try standing up.

I was virtually naked now, only the heels and stockings remained… and they were stained with spunk, and were ripped to shreds. My face had almost no make-up left, just a layer of spunk that covered my face, my neck, and my false tits. My hair was sticking to me… because it too was covered in spunk.

A large pool of spunk had formed on the seat where me arse had been, and as I stood up, I felt the spunk running down my legs from my sore arse. As I stood up on my shaking legs, Mistress Alice and Mistress Susan appeared… video camera in hand.

"Well, well… my little slut, that was an excellent performance you gave us," she said, "and thankfully, it was lit well enough for us to catch it all on video. I am sure this is going to be a big seller… when it hits the shop. We will call it the ‘Toilet TV Gangbang.’ Now… for a finale, kneel down here!" She pointed in front of her, and I knelt down.