Courtesan Ch. 28

Kelly was right behind Mandy. Noting that Barry was a bit disconcerted and always on the lookout for an opportunity to tease a vulnerable man, my wife patted his cheek and said; "We're not just recklessly out of control, sex crazed sluts; we're recklessly out of control, sex crazed, cock sucking sluts."

Barry's face flushed. He stared at me while I walked by him. It was apparent that he was waiting for my comment.

Shrugging, I said; "If I were you I'd keep a pretty firm hold on my zipper for the next twenty minutes."

As soon as we were all inside the house Tonya stopped us and said, "Since we don't have much time, let's go upstairs and look at the bedrooms first. If they're as small as most of the bedrooms in the Gardner's house, we can quickly eliminate this house too."

Barry nodded. "I think that's a good idea, but I do want you to make at least a quick inspection of the rest of the house. Part of our purpose in looking at these houses is to get some kind of an idea about what you can expect to get for three million dollars."

I looked at the four women. "I think that's a good idea. If you have a little dead time at work tonight you might want to talk about some of the things you liked about these houses."

Tonya laughed. "Timmy honey, we don't have much dead time at work."

Barry turned to Mandy. There was a puzzled expression on his face. "When we met in my office this morning, didn't you tell me that the four of you worked in client relations for a large investment firm?"

Mandy nodded to Barry. "That's right."

"Is it usual for you to have to work on a Saturday night?"

I smiled to myself. Before I discovered the true nature of my wife's job I used to wonder about that exact same question.

Tonya answered without batting an eye. "Saturday is almost always a very active evening for us. Nearly all of our company's clients are hard driving businessmen. They put in long hours and even when they try to relax it's going to be work related. Our firm does much of it's entertaining on Saturday nights."

I was waiting for Barry to ask what they did when they entertained business clients, but he didn't. Tonya's answer seemed to satisfy him. At least he chose not to pursue the question. Instead he looked at all of us and said, "Let's go upstairs and look at the bedrooms."

Everyone nodded and followed Barry up the stairs. As we walked into the first bedroom Kelly asked; "Barry, did you ever see that Wagner guy and his two girlfriends again?"

Barry laughed. "Hell yes! In fact, I saw them the very next morning."

Tonya smiled at him. "Really? Tell us what happened."

Barry nodded. "Julie, the one who gave me the blowjob in the kitchen called me the next morning and told me they wanted to make an offer on the house. We agreed to meet at Wagner's apartment at 11:00. Julie was just getting ready to hang up when I had an idea. You see, that morning I'd told my partner, Don Maxwell about what had happened at the house on the previous afternoon. Well Don was always a big pussy hound so the story got him all hot and bothered. I kind of figured that since there were two women maybe I could bring Don along. I took a chance and asked Julie. She didn't even pause, she just asked what he looked like. I told her that he was a little older than me, but he was still a sharp looking guy. Julie told me to bring him along. She said that Sandra loved older men."

He looked at all of us and shrugged. "I realized that meant I was going to be with Julie again, but that didn't bother me. She was hot. When I told Don he was so excited that he popped a chubby right there in the office."

All of us laughed.

"When we got to Wagner's place Julie and Sandra were there, but Wagner was out running some errands. Hell that didn't bother us. We sure as shit didn't need him. I introduced Don to Sandra and she just glommed onto him. I guess she really did like older guys. That was just fine with me. Like I said, Julie was hot."

He paused for a moment and then he continued. "Anyway there were two couches in Wagner's living room. Sandra led Don over to one of them and Julie led me over to the other one. The next thing I knew Julie and I were making out like crazy and pulling each others clothes off. I looked across the room. Sandra already had Don's pants off and she was busy sucking his dick."

Barry chuckled. "Don wasn't the sharpest partner I've ever had, but he had a huge cock and Sandra was giving it a major league workout."

Keisha giggled. "I think I'd like to meet Don."

Barry laughed. "That could be easily arranged."

Kelly poked Keisha. "Don't sidetrack him. I'm loving this story."

Tonya nodded to Barry. "That's right, tell us what happened next."

Barry smiled. I think he was enjoying telling the story just as much as we were enjoying hearing it. "So we were on opposite ends of the living room going at it hot and heavy when Wagner walked into the apartment. After yesterday I wasn't nervous about him getting mad, but I was still curious about what was going to happen."

Shaking his head, Barry said; "It was fucking unbelievable. Sandra started calling him wimpboy and sissy and introduced Don as her new fuck buddy. Then she told Wagner that they're going to be busy for awhile and ordered him to take off his pants and shirt and start cleaning the apartment."

Barry laughed. "The fucking wimp actually did it. He took off his pants and shirt. Underneath he was wearing panties and a damn brassiere. Then he put on an apron, grabbed a dust cloth and started cleaning his apartment while his two girlfriends were busy sucking our dicks."

Barry paused and smiled. It was obvious that he found the memory amusing. After a moment he continued. "Anyway, Julie sucked my cock for a few more minutes then she took it out of her mouth, got up on her hands and knees on the couch and told me that she wanted me to fuck her doggie style. I got on the couch behind her and started rubbing the head of my dick up and down her slit. She was so hot to trot that she was dripping wet. I was all set to push my cock into her when she stopped me and called Wagner over. She told him that she wanted him to watch while I fucked her. The little sissy did it! He stood right there next to us and watched while I pushed my dick into his girlfriend's pussy."

Barry stopped and looked at all of us. I think he wanted to see if we were shocked by his story. We weren't.

After a moment, he just shrugged and continued. "So Wagner was standing there watching me pump my cock in and out of his girlfriend when we heard Sandra yell something like, Oh shit that feels so good. All three of us turned to see what was happening. Of course Don was on top of her fucking her with his great big dick."

Chuckling, Barry said; "I was at one end of the living room fucking Julie and Don was at the other end of the room fucking Sandra. Wagner just kept looking back and forth at both of us."

He took a deep breath. "We went at it hot and heavy for a while. Julie had a couple of orgasms. I held out for as long as I could, but finally it was too much and I shot my load into her cunt. We're lying there trying to catch our breath when we heard Sandra tell Don that she wanted him to pull out and cum on her face and her tits."

Barry shook his head. "That's just the kind of shit that Don fantasized about all the time. He stopped fucking Sandra, pulled his dick out of her cunt and moved up the couch so he was straddling her waist. Sandra sat up, grabbed his huge cock with both of her hands, aimed it right at her face and started jackin it like crazy. Don lasted about ten seconds and then he yelled something like , Oh Shit! and started pumping cum all over Sandra's mouth and nose."

Smiling. Barry said; "I gotta say, it was pretty fuckin hot."

He started to laugh. "After Don got off of Sandra she wiggled her finger at Wagner and ordered him to come over and lick Don's cum off of her face. When Don saw him actually doing it, he started laughing and called Wagner names like wimp and pussy. That made me nervous. I stood to make a fat commission off of the sale of the house. I didn't want to risk pissing Wagner off, so I told Don to cool it. Don's a little thick and it took a minute, but he finally got the message and shut his mouth."

He paused for a moment. Kelly took the opportunity to ask a question. "Did Steve..." She stopped. "Steve was his first name, wasn't it?"

"That's right, but actually Julie and Sandra always called him Stevie."

Kelly smiled. "Just like we always call Tim Timmy."

Barry nodded.

My wife continued with her question. "Did Stevie get mad?"

Barry shook his head. "Fortunately he got off on being humiliated so it didn't upset him at all."

Mandy grinned at all of us. "He's obviously a submissive masochist. I'm sure it just gave him an extra little thrill."

"Did they buy the house?" It was apparent that Keisha's curiosity had been piqued.

Barry smiled. "They sure did. As soon as we were done fooling around we filled out the necessary paper work to make a formal offer. It was a fair offer and the sellers were desperate, so they accepted it immediately."

"Did you have anymore opportunities to fool around with Julie or Sandra? Keisha giggled. "I love that phrase, fool around. It's so descriptive." She reached over and squeezed my cock through my jeans. "Wanna fool around Timmy?"

Tonya playfully slapped Keisha's hand away. "Stopped that Keish. Remember, we have strict orders that there will be no shenanigans."

Barry ignored Tonya's comment and said, "Hell yes, after they signed the purchase agreement I butt fucked Julie on the conference table in my real estate office."

Kelly laughed. "You fucked her ass?"

Barry shrugged. "She asked me to do it and I wasn't about to say no."

"Were Sandra and Stevie there watching you while you did it?"

He nodded. "Of course, they were. They were sitting right at the table. In fact, after we were done fucking, Sandra made Stevie lick my cum out of Julie's asshole."

Mandy shook her head. "I love these people."

Tonya smiled. "I do too. Barry, do you still see them?"

"I've been to several parties at their house, and then about a year after they bought the first house..."

"The first house? What do you mean the first house? Were there more?" Tonya was shaking her head in amazement. So were the rest of us.

"About a year after they bought the first house, they bought a second one. Julie called me. The house next door to them was for sale and they wanted to buy if for their friends. They asked me to broker the deal for them. Hell, I was all for it, it was easy money."

"They wanted to buy the house next door for some friends?" Tonya stared at him. "Why don't you tell us a little more about this."

Barry shrugged. "Like I just said, I've been to several parties at their house so I've gotten to know their friends. They're a very tight group. There's six women and their husbands. They all got to know each other at this pick up joint on the northwest side of the city called Baxter's."

Mandy nodded. "My mother hangs out there. I wonder if she knows them."

Barry shrugged. "She may because I know for a fact that these women are out there all the time."

Kelly looked at him. "You said it's a pick up joint, so I assume they go there to meet men."

"That's exactly right."

"But you said they're all married." There was a twinkle in Kelly's eyes as she asked the question. She loved anything that might be a little kinky.

"Yes I did."

"Even Julie and Sandra and Stevie?"

"Julie married some English professor at the local community college."

"Maple Hills?"

"Yeah, that's right."

Mandy smiled at him. "I've been thinking about enrolling there."

Tonya looked at Barry. "Did Sandra and Stevie get married?"

"Yes they did. In fact it was right around the time that they bought the second house. I went to Sandra's stag party."

Tonya raise her eyebrows. "You went to Sandra's stag party? Isn't the bride's stag party supposed to be all women with maybe a couple of male strippers?"

Barry shook his head. "Not this party. This party was Sandra, her five women friends and about a dozen men. It was a real corker. I'll bet at least six different guys fucked Sandra that night. At one point she was giving a guy a blowjob while another guy was fucking her ass."

"Were the other husbands throwing a stag party for Stevie at the same time?"

Barry chuckled. "Hell no! In this group all the husbands are little pussy wimps like Stevie and Timmy."

He glanced at me. "Sorry Timmy. That just slipped out. I didn't mean to offend you."

I shrugged. "That's okay Barry. I'm getting used to the label."

Mandy patted my butt and whispered, "Good boy."

Barry continued. "Anyway, Stevie wasn't allowed to have a stag party. He and the other husbands had to serve as slaves at Sandra's stag party."

Keisha clapped her hands together. "This just keeps getting better and better. I want to hear more."

"Tell us about the slaves." Tonya was smiling.

"I don't know, it was pretty much the same thing as at all their other parties. The husbands have to bring us snacks and drinks and they're not allowed to participate in the sex."

Kelly grinned at him. "You mean they have to watch you guys having fun with their wives, but they're not allowed to get involved?"

Barry nodded. "That's right. Hell, they make them wear these chastity cage things so they can't even jack off."

"Chastity cages?" Kelly looked puzzled.

"Yeah, they have these plastic cases that go over each husband's cock so he can't play with himself or even get an erection. They're secured with little padlocks and each of the wives wears the key to her husband's cage around her neck or her ankle."

Keisha shook her head. "That is so hot."

Kelly looked at Tonya and Mandy. 'Have you heard of these chastity things?"

Tonya said, "I've heard of them, but I've never seen one."

Next to me Mandy said, "when I was Caldwell Brunner's slave he took me to a number of parties where there were male slaves who were required to wear them."

"Are they uncomfortable for the slave, I mean does it hurt when he gets an erection or anything like that?" It was obvious that Kelly was very curious about chastity cages.

Her interest both excited and frightened me. I was also a little shocked by Kelly, Tonya, Keisha and Mandy's collective lack of knowledge about them. I considered all four of them to be much more sexually sophisticated than me and I knew quite a bit about chastity cages. The cuckold web sites that I regularly visited had provided me with a very thorough education.

I thought about this surprising void on their parts for a moment and quickly grasped the reason. Kelly, Keisha, Tonya and Mandy were all sex professionals. Their business was pleasing men. They delivered their service during a very tightly defined period of time and during that time, it was their job to provide as much gratification as possible.

Chastity cages are instruments of denial and control. When they're used over extended periods of time they can create subtle feelings of frustration, impotence and emasculation.

Most, if not all of the men these women entertained were looking for instantaneous gratification. Even the submissive masochists they played with most likely wanted them to use much more overt, intense and immediate devices of pain and pleasure like whips, strap on dildos or restraints. Chastity cages were simply not relevant to their profession.

Because of her experience as a slave, Mandy had had some limited exposure to chastity cages, but since she was a submissive female they held little interest for her.

Barry tried to answer Kelly's question. "I don't think they cause any pain. The husbands were wearing them at every party and I never saw anything that indicated that they were in any kind of discomfort." He laughed. "Of course I wasn't actually paying very much attention to them."

Kelly turned to me. There was a mischievous smile on her face. I knew exactly what she was about to ask. She stared at me for a moment and then she said, "Timmy would you be willing to wear one of those chastity things?"

Nervously, I looked down at the floor. I'd anticipated the question, but it still rattled me. While chastity cages are fun and exciting, they're also scary. Surrendering your freedom to masturbate is a serious issue.

My wife saw the distress her question was causing me and quickly added, "It would just be for special occasions like the dinner party we had last night or maybe while I'm entertaining Chris or another man."

That relieved some of my concern, but not all. This was a door that I was a little worried about opening even a crack. Still, I was a submissive masochist and the idea was exciting. I decided that I had to trust Kelly. I looked up at her.

Smiling at me, she said; "Please Timmy, I think it would be really hot to hold that kind of power over you." She stared at me.

I recognized that Kelly found this idea very exciting. In fact, I had to admit that I found it every bit as exciting as she did. Taking a deep breath, I looked directly into her eyes and whispered; "Ms. Mason, if it would make you happy I will agree to wear a chastity cage."

Kelly mouthed the words; "Timmy, I love you." There was a huge smile on her face.

Tonya, Keisha and Mandy all applauded. I'd actually forgotten that we had an audience.

Barry glanced at his watch. Looking up in alarm, he exclaimed; "Damn we did it again. It's a quarter past three. The owners of this house were due back fifteen minutes ago. The five of you got me talking and I lost all track of the time."

Tonya laughed. "We might as well as well have spent the time indulging ourselves in some shenanigans."

Still smiling, Kelly said; "Nope, I loved Barry's story. We can always find opportunities for shenanigans, but you don't get to hear a hot story like that one very often."

"You just liked hearing about the chastity cages." Keisha was laughing.

Kelly grinned at her. "It got me so hot that I'm going to have to change my panties when I get home."

Mandy Started giggling.

Kelly looked at her and said, "What?"

"I'm surprised to hear that you're actually wearing panties."

Kelly rubbed the bridge of her nose with her middle finger.

Mandy grabbed my arm. "Timmy, your wife is flipping me off."

I grinned at her and slowly nodded my head. "Yes Mandy, I do believe that you have correctly interpreted the meaning of that gesture."

Barry chuckled. "Attempting to show a house to the five of you is like trying to herd cats."

Tonya threw up her arms in mock protest. "You're the one who told the story."

Shaking his head in exasperation, Barry said; "Come on, we have to leave."

As he herded us down the stairs Mandy teasingly said, "Meow."

The other three women immediately took up the cry. By the time we got to the bottom of the stairs, the stately old mansion we were inspecting echoed with a chorus of meows mixed with giggles and giddy laughter.

Barry and I trailed the herd of frenzied felines out the front door. As we walked down the sidewalk to the boulevard he grinned at me and asked, "Timmy are you really planning to live with all of these women?"

Grinning back at him, I said; "Yup."

Barry thought for a moment and then he said, "I'm not sure about this chastity cage thing, but I gotta admit that there is definitely one part of me that envy's you."

I laughed. "I'm not sure about it either, but I am quite certain that I'm beginning a very interesting part of my life."

"I can't argue with that." Barry was chuckling.

As soon as we got to the car, the girls settled down.

Tonya looked at Barry. "Is the next house just like this one?"

He nodded. "Yes, I think it is."