Wife Seeks Help In Training Her Submissive Husband!

(Part 4 from 30)

CHAPTER FOUR.

My degenerate husband reappeared from his secret room, carrying several items into the room.

He placed the bundle onto the bed, returning twice more into his closet to retrieve more of his belongings.

There were four bundles that he’d put onto the bed, before he replaced the panel, and thus, once again covered the entrance to his hidey-hole.

Unpacking each of the bundles was Phil’s next task.

He placed each of the items on top of the bed, revealing to our cameras the exact nature of each. He grouped them in a very specific, and yet orderly fashion.

The first group contained his feminine undergarments… his make up, a wig, shoes, and body enhancers. The next contained outer garments that allowed him to dress as a French maid at first, but would allow for three further ‘garment’ changes during this weekend’s event.

Phil… sorry, Pippa’s other outfits were to be: ‘The Sexy Secretary/Office Girl…’ ‘The Leather Slave-girl…’ and ‘The Street-walker/Call-girl.’

Almost exactly following the routine that I’d read in his secret diary, Philip began his transformation into his ‘feminized’ and subservient alter-ego… Pippa!

The difference being that his top-clothes were those of a ‘French’ housemaid, complete with its lacy ‘apron’ front, the starched cuffs over his/her wrists, (even though the uniform was sleeveless,) and the lacy little cap on her head!

Pippa completed her first makeover just in time, as barely a minute after she’d dressed, the bell rang, announcing the arrival of Mistress Olivia & Master Clive!

Pippa, their French maid, headed immediately to the entrance, and without checking, pulled open our front door.


“Fetch our bags from the taxi, and then go and stand by the passenger door, Pippa. Wait there for our instructions.” Master Clive instructed.


With no thought as to how the neighbours would react if he were seen… standing there, openly and publicly in the street, outside of our house and home… and if he were to be recognized… Pippa obeyed her instructions, ending up at the taxi’s door.


“Get in Pippa. You’re to pay our fare, by giving the taxi driver a blow-job! We’ve agreed to let him cum in your mouth, and that you will swallow every last drop! Don’t be long, as we’ll be waiting for you in the house!”

From my vantage point across the street, I peeped out of the window, and I was amazed to see that Pippa obeyed the instructions!

She sat in the front passenger seat next to the driver, bent over his lap, and removing his cock from his flies, began to suck him off.

Her head bobbed up and down for a while, but the driver shot his load very quickly, and Pippa swallowed every drop of his jism.

She licked her lips clean, applied some fresh lip-colour and gloss, and exited the cab.

Adjusting her clothes, she walked to the front door and rang the bell.

She had to wait for about ten minutes before Master Clive allowed her in, but she didn’t flinch… exhibiting herself openly to our neighbours… and to any ‘lucky’ passer-by!

With my digital camera and a high quality telephoto ‘zoom’ lens, I made sure that we got several shots of my husband.

I took photos of him waiting by the cab door, others as he got in it, still more of him with his head in the taxi driver’s lap.


Finally, I took photos of him, as he stood there waiting to be let in… standing in front of our house… dressed as ‘The French maid’ Pippa!

Of course, as soon as he entered the house, our surveillance equipment continued to record the occupants every move.

In fact, whilst I had been preoccupied with the goings-on outside of my house, Karen and Jaqui had been monitoring Olivia and Clive’s activities within.

Clive had begun by using Phil’s Internet connection, and had posted an ‘open invitation’ to this weekend’s ‘swinger’ party, on their site’s ‘public’ billboard! It read as follows:

Weekend long ‘Adult’ Swinger’s party!

Straight/Bisexual/& Gay Couples Welcome.
Single Females and TV/CD/TS admitted!

Theme: Uniforms/Leather/PVC/Fancy Dress.
(Anyone not ‘Dressed up’ will only be admitted if stripped NAKED!)

Ground Floor: Party/Drinks & Dancing.
Basement/Cellar: Sub/Dom Dungeon.
First Floor: TV/TS Room/Group-Orgy Room.
Loft: Swinger’s Room.

Ages from 18 to 50!

Starts: 12 Noon – Friday 25th May.
Ends: 12 Midnight – Monday 28th May.

Address: ****** ******** ***** Telephone: ********

For our guest’s pleasure/amusement/gratification…
We are offering ‘Pippa’ …a ‘Party Slut’ & ‘Sex-Slave’
‘FREE OF CHARGE’

Pippa is a submissive M2F Force-Femmed Bisexual TV Cum-Slut…

Her orders are to obey any of the party guests, and to sexually satisfy them in any way requested.

She will comply with any direction that she receives.

She must submit to any person/couple or group, or has agreed to be punished in public.
Castigation will consist of any form of listed ‘corporal punishment’ chosen by the party in question.

Punishments:
Spanking… Hand, hairbrush, shoe/slipper, belt, tawse, wet towel.
Caning… Cane, birch twigs, bamboo stick.
Whipping… Leather bull-whip, cat o nine tails.

Pippa may be used/abused/humiliated sexually, anywhere within the grounds.
(Any room in the house, the conservatory… or outside in the back garden!)

ADMISSION NO LATER THAN 6PM ON MONDAY 28TH


As soon as the ‘Open Invitation’ was posted on their site, Clive began calling his ‘regulars’ on the phone. He told them that this party was special. He explained that this would be an exceptional ‘swinger’s’ meet, and that it was likely to be an ‘unforgettable’ occasion. He stressed that the ‘core’ of his ‘regulars’ should consider coming straight over… and that they were to make the most of it, by staying over until the end of the party, on Monday night!

Katarina shrieked, calling for us all to come over to the monitors. We watched, as Pippa was bent over one of our leather armchairs in the front room. Clive had positioned it in the centre of the room, facing the bay window and the street. He opened the curtains, so that anyone who walked past our house would have an unrestricted view of the room’s interior.

Pippa’s wrists were secured to the chair’s front legs. A rubber ‘ball-gag’ was placed into her mouth, so that her screams would not be heard, and an ankle spreader bar was cuffed to her legs, forcing her ankles apart by a width of three feet. As Clive did this, Mistress Olivia entered the room. She was naked, bar a pair of hold up stockings, some very high heeled ‘thigh-high’ boots… and a ‘strap-on’ Latex dildo, which must have measured a good eight inches, and gave her the appearance of sporting a massive, erect cock… rampant for action!

Raising Pippa’s skirt, she ripped off her knickers, palmed some KY onto her arsehole, and shoved her ‘strap-on’ dick right up her rear. Pippa tried to squeal, but the gag muffled her yelps, as the fake penis penetrated her backdoor… and as Mistress Olivia rammed its full length into Pippa, right to the hilt!

Our surveillance cameras recorded the whole thing… from four different angles! They captured Pippa’s face and her look of surprise. It recorded her look of horror, as she was filled from the rear. It showed Olivia pumping her dildo into Pippa from each side, and caught the rear view, as she pumped the Latex cock in and out of Pippa’s bum!

Olivia continued arse-fucking Pippa for a good ten minutes, during which Clive stripped from the waist down. He removed Pippa’s gag, and replaced it by shoving his cock down Pippa’s throat! As he made Pippa’s mouth blow him, he continued phoning his party guests, inviting them to the weekend’s debauchery!

“I’m sure that this won’t be the only time that you’re ‘spit-roast’ this weekend Pippa!” Olivia commented, as she pulled out her dildo!

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