HOW I LOST MY WIFE TO ANOTHER MAN

                           Written by 4play

     My wife Mary and I had been married over 40 years before I had my first heart attack.  I recovered from that one but found my ability to get erections was greatly diminished.  A few months later I had a second heart attack and was left totally impotent.  Mary still had sexual needs which I was unable to satisfy even though I did oral on her whenever she wanted it.  Mary told me that she would need other men to make love to her and she had had a few flings with other men before she started having her lovers come to our house for their lovemaking.  She decided it was better to have me involved even though it would be in a servile role.  The second man she had come to our house decided that it was only fitting that I should be their maid when he was there.  Mary agreed with him and they made me wear a nightie and an apron when he was there.  My name is Carl, but they called me Carla when I was their maid.  They were lovers for over 3 months and he spent most weekends at our house.  He even made shave my legs to look better as a maid.  The hair on my legs never grew back so I was ashamed to wear shorts even in the heat of the summer.  When Mary and I were alone our life was normal, but when she had a man here, I was her maid.  Things went along like that for over two years before she met Jack in an adult chat line on her computer.

     Mary was very taken with her new found friend and they chatted for a long time each night for a few weeks before she had me get online with him.  I introduced myself to him and he said, “ I know all about Carla so don’t try to come on to me like you are a man.  When I am there, you will be our maid Carla and serve us like a good maid.”  I replied, “ Yes sir, I understand.”  He told me, “ If you are a good girl I won’t hurt you.  I will be there a week.”.  I asked him, “ You are coming here for a whole week sir?”.  He answered, “ Yes I am. Mary has invited me and I will be there Friday night late.  You two will pick me up at the airport.  Now put Mary back on.”  This was all news to me but I put Mary back online with him and went into the family room to watch TV.

     When Mary came back into join me in the family room she was absolutely beaming.  I asked her if she had invited Jack here without asking me and she just smiled.  She then said, “ You know I have sexual needs dear and have always cooperated and I was sure you would again for my sake.”.  I said, “ But that means I will have to be Carla for an entire week.  It is one thing for a day or even a weekend but a whole week is a different matter.  She told me, “ You will be fine sweetie, just obey and be a good maid and Jack won’t have to punish you.”  I was taken aback by that remark, she had invited a man to our house who might punish me?  I was still the man of this house.

     The rest of the week Mary seemed very cheerful, almost like a kid waiting for Christmas.  I had great misgivings about his upcoming visit.   For one thing she was more excited about this than ever before. For another, a week was a very long time to be a maid.  I would have to try to bear it for her sake, but knew I would not like it.

     Friday after supper, Mary had me take a shower and shave my face closely.  She said she had laid out an outfit for me to wear tonight.  When I finished in the bathroom, I saw my clothes laying on the bed.  A pair of short shorts, a short sleeve shirt and a pair of sandals.  There was no underwear there nor any socks.  I thought that strange but put them on.  My A Cup titties showed under the tight shirt she selected for me.  I showed her how I looked and she told me I looked cute.  I felt almost naked.

    Mary drove us to the airport as I no longer see well at night.  I asked her, “ How will you recognize him.”.  She told me, “ He sent me his pictures and I sent him ours.  He knows all about our relationship now.”  She drove up to the United terminal and spotted him standing there with his bags.  She parked in front of him and got out to give him a big kiss while I loaded the bags in the back of the car.  When the bags were loaded, I got into the back seat figuring that Jack would ride up front with Mary, but she told him, “ You ride in back with Carl so you two can get to know each other.”  Jack got in the back seat with me sitting behind Mary.

     We had not even cleared the airport grounds on our way home when Jack suddenly grabbed me by the throat and told me, “ Now Carla, slip those shorts down and let me see what you have down there.”.  I obeyed him and slid my shorts down around my ankles.  His other hand fondled my limp and useless penis.  He said sarcastically, “ That is not a cock, it is more like a clit.  No wonder Mary needs real men to satisfy her.”  He then told me, “ Unbutton your blouse and hold your tits with your hands and smile pretty until I tell you to stop.  Play with your nipples like a horny girl.”.  As I sat there holding my nipples and smiling like a fool, he reached under the drivers seat and pulled out a pair of my needle nose pliers.  He began to pluck out my pubic hairs one by one. I said ouch at the first one but was warned to be silent and keep smiling.

     From the airport to our house is a 45 minute drive so by the time we got there, Jack had plucked out all of my pubic hair, even the hairs on my scrotum. I could hear Mary softly chuckling as she drove us home.  She had arranged this ambush of me with Jack ahead of time.  As we drove into the garage, he had me shed my shirt and kick off my shorts and sandals.  He had me naked and smooth.  He told me get out of the car and into the house and keep holding those nipples.  As I walked naked into the house holding my nipples he gave me a slap on the ass and said, “ Put a sexy wiggle in that ass Carla.” so still holding my nipples, I put an exaggerated sway in my walk.  Once in the house I stood in the middle of the family room while Mary and Jack came in holding hands.  Jack reached into his travel bag and pulled out a collar which he fastened around my neck with a click.  He next pulled out two pairs of handcuffs and using them fastened my hands to a ring at the back of the collar.  I asked him, “ Why are you doing this to me sir?”  He slapped my face hard and said, “ Because I want to.  You will never question me again nor speak unless spoken to.  The only permissible thing for you to say is, ‘Yes sir”.

Mary was holding the needle nosed pliers now and she began yanking out the hairs in my armpits.  She said as she denuded them of hair, “This is sort of like plucking a chicken.  Come to think of it you do look something like a chicken now with your wings outstretched like they are.”  I could not lower my arms and had to stand there helpless while she pulled my body hair out.  I wondered if it would ever grow back again.  She finished with my underarms and went to my chest.  I had a few hairs around each nipple which she soon removed.  Jack had me bend over and spread my legs so he could pluck out the hairs between my legs and around my asshole.  All the while they were making me smooth and hairless, I had to keep that silly smile on my face.  I was in no position to resist them now.

     Jack told me, “Stay bent over like that and I want you to walk around the room clucking for us.  You will be doing the chicken.”  He laughed loudly at his joke.  I made two circles around the room clucking and flapping my arms like wings for them before Mary said, “Something is missing in this picture.”  She went to the closet and got out her feather duster, smeared the handle with butter and then forced the handle up my ass.  I had feathers for a tail now.  They made me do 4 circles around the room clucking like a chicken for them while they sipped a glass of wine.  I was crying with shame.

     Since there was no way I could sit down, I had to stand there bent over while they were kissing each other.  They had obviously planned all this during their chats.  Jack finally asked me, “Would you want to spend this week as a chicken?”  I shook my head no very emphatically.  Then he asked me, “Will you promise to be a good girl and do everything I want?”  I blushed and said, “Yes sir.”  He then told me, “I will think about it overnight, if I decide to let you be Carla, I will undo you in the morning.  In the meantime a night as a chicken won’t kill you and it will serve as an incentive to be a good girl for us.

     Jack then turned to Mary and said, “You know as a chicken there is no way she can pee without making a mess.  I better take care of that.  He went to his travel bag and pulled out a catheter which he inserted in my penis leaving me to drag a 5 foot long tube around.  He warned me, “I have injected an air bubble in there to hold it in place if you try to pull it out you will destroy your urethra.  I will remove it when and if I want to.”  Mary told me, “You may sleep in the guest room tonight chicken.”  I clucked and headed down the hall to my room for the night.

     I didn’t get much sleep that night, I had to lie in one position all night as rolling over was impossible.  Besides that I could hear them enjoying themselves sexually well into the night. I got up several times in the night to pee and had to maneuver the end of my catheter tube into the toilet each time.  Without the use of my hands and unable to sit down it was the only way I could manage.  Why Mary had come up with the idea of giving me a tail I would never know.  Jack must have cast a spell on her.  She had never been so mean to me before, but now she seemed to enjoy tormenting me. 

   

     Finally about 9:00 Jack walked into my room and saw me laying there. He demanded, “Get on your feet and cluck pretty for me chicken.  Mary was watching from the doorway.  I struggled to my feet and assumed my bent over stance and flapped my wings as I clucked for him.  He told me, “You make a good chicken maybe you should stay that way while I am here.”  I knew he had the power to keep me like this and started crying.  He grinned knowing he had total control of me for as long as he wanted.  My arms ached terribly from being in such a cramped position for so long and that handle up my ass was hurting me as well.  He asked me, “If I let you be a girl will you do whatever I want, no matter what I demand?”  I thought that anything would be better than being a chicken so I said, “Yes sir.”.  He told me, “Are you sure of that?  I will demand many things you don’t like.”  I told him I meant it and promised to do whatever he commanded.  He knew he had me but had to mention, “Any hesitation or disobedience and you can be a chicken again pecking grain for food.  You might even look cute with feathers glued on you.”  I knew he would do it and said, “I will do whatever you wish sir, no matter how distasteful it is to me.”  He then unlocked my handcuffs and my hands fell uselessly to my sides.  Jack told me, “You may pull your tail off of you when you are able to do so.  The collar stays on as a symbol of your status as our slave.  The catheter will remain until I decide to remove it, Now Carla I want you to kneel and kiss the head of my cock.”  I got down on my knees and kissed the head of his cock. Jack then walked out of the room.  He had got my complete submission in a short time.

     Mary told me to turn around and she pulled the handle of the feather duster out of my ass.  She told me to wash myself and then come back here to make you look pretty.  I went to the bathroom and washed my self and stared at my hairless body in the mirror.  I did look girly this way.  Of course that was the point of their efforts. I could not resist running my hands over my newly bald areas.

     I went back to the bedroom and found Mary had laid out a new outfit for me. She had a pink bra for me to put on, matching panties, pink high heeled shoes, a short pink skirt and a white sheer blouse with puffy sleeves and a low cut neckline.  She told me, “I want our Carla to look pretty for us.  Put these things on and then we will take care of your makeup.”  I held up the end of the catheter tube and told asked her, “Ma’am what will I do with this?  She told me to curl it up to fit inside of my panties.  I blushed and got dressed wondering where and how she had bought all these things.  The bra fit me perfectly and was even slightly padded.  Everything else also fit me nicely.  She placed a long blonde wig on my head once I was dressed and led me to the main bathroom.  There she had me sit on the toilet while she plucked my eyebrows into a nice feminine arch.  She was whistling and happy as she made me more and more female.  She told me to pay careful attention as she applied my makeup.  Mary told me that from now on, I would have to do my own makeup before they got up.  She said, “It is important that you always look pretty and happy for us.  You mess this up and you will be a dog or a chicken.  Is that clear?”  I meekly said, “Yes Ma’am.”  She told me, “You are now Carla and you must try hard to please us. You will curtsy when you approach us and when you leave our presence.  Do you understand Carla?”  A tearful, “Yes ma’am.”, was my reply.  They had me trapped now and knew it.  When she had me almost ready she sprayed me with some cheap perfume and told me to report to my master.

     The heels were hard to walk in but I managed to walk to the kitchen where Jack was sitting enjoying a cup of coffee.  I curtsied in front of him as ordered.  He smiled at me and remarked, “You look very nice today Carla.”  He reached his hand up under my skirt and fondled my ass.  I actually blushed.  He told me, “Fix us some breakfast Carla.”   I replied, “Yes sir.”  I put on a lacy apron and started getting a breakfast made for them.  I made them bacon and eggs, toast and coffee.  As they were eating, Jack told me, “Get under the table and suck my cock while I eat Carla.”  I gasped and said, “I am not gay, I won’t do that!”  Jack stood up and slapped me across the face so hard he knocked me down on the floor.  He said, “You are not gay, you are now a girl and you will do whatever I tell you.”

     Jack went away for a bit and returned with a ball gag which he forced into my mouth and fastened behind my head.  He then pulled off my panties and took the end of the Catheter tube and forced it through a hole in my ball gag, feeding it down my throat.  He then rolled me over and handcuffed my hands behind me.  His strong arms lifted me to my feet.  He towered over me and calmly told me, “I told you the only permissible words out of your mouth are to be ‘Yes sir”.  You deliberately disobeyed me and must be punished.  You still don’t seem to understand your role here Carla.  You are now our slave girl to use however we wish.  Your only purpose for existing is to please us.  The sooner you accept that, the easier it will be on you.”  He was very serious and I was very afraid of him.  He had me helpless and could do anything to me.  Jack then said, “Since your mouth offended me, it will have to be washed out and you will soon find out how that will be done.” He left me standing there and sat back down to finish his breakfast.

     Two hours went by with me standing there with that Catheter tube down my throat before I could no longer hold back my need to urinate and I could see the yellow fluid work its way up the clear plastic tube and go into my throat.  I had to swallow it as quickly as I could or drown in my own pee.  Mary laughed at the sight of me drinking my own urine and unable to avoid it.  I was crying with shame.  How could she delight in my misery. Mary softly told me, “You will not only suck Jack but you will beg to do it.  Until you are ready to do that, you will remain as you are now.  We have time to wait until then.”  I was unable to speak to reply to her.  She knew that and said, “When you are ready to obey without question, just kneel in front of Jack and he may take off your cuffs.”

     By late in the afternoon, I had peed into my mouth twice more and noticed my urine stream was becoming paler each time.  The same urine was being run through me over and over.  I had nothing to eat or drink all day and I knew I could not hold out against them.  Jack and Mary were watching TV in the family room. I finally gave up my pride and went to kneel in front of Jack.  He smiled and asked me, “Are you ready to be my sweet, obedient little slave girl now?”  I nodded my head furiously.  Sucking his cock had to be better than drinking my own pee.  Jack unfastened my ball gag and removed it from my mouth.  He told me, “Now Carla, beg me to suck my cock.  Make me believe you want to do it with all your heart.”  Mary was nodding yes to me.  I asked him,” Please sir may I suck your cock?”  The words hurt me a lot to say but I knew I must.  He smiled and said, “I am not sure you really want to do this, convince me Carla.”  I begged in earnest then rather than have that damned tube shoved back down my throat. Jack finally said, “I will give you a chance to show me how good you can do it Carla.” He stood up and dropped his pants.  He told me, “Lick all around the head first Carla, then up and down the shaft.”  My hands were still cuffed behind me so I had to twist around as I licked the head of his cock and then up and down the shaft of it right to his thick pubic hair.  Jack praised my efforts saying, “Good girl, you seem to learn quickly.  Now open your mouth and take it inside to suck on it.”  I opened my mouth and he shoved his cock inside of it.  I began to suck it and as he got rigid he began thrusting into my mouth as I sucked him.  He commanded, “Look up into my eyes as you suck me Carla. I want you to always know who the man is here.”  I looked up into his blue eyes and dared not look away nor close my eyes.  His cock hit the back of my throat causing me to gag, but I dared not quit sucking for fear of what he would do to me.  After what seemed like a long time, he shot his load into my mouth and continued to hold my head in place. 

     Jack told me, “Swallow it all Carla.”  I obeyed him.  Jack pulled his cock out of my mouth and then said, “You are to thank me for the honor of sucking me Carla. Do it now and every time you do it.”  I said, “Thank you for giving me the honor of sucking your cock sir.”  He patted me on the cheek and said, “Good girl Carla.”  He then unlocked my handcuffs and told me, “Now clean up the breakfast mess and start cooking supper for us like a good maid should.”  Mary added, “Be sure to wear an apron so as not to mess up your pretty clothes.”  I remembered to curtsy nicely for them before I left to go to the kitchen.  How my life had changed in such a short time.

     Once I had cleaned up the mess from breakfast, I started cooking spaghetti and meatballs for their supper.  I was so hungry that I even chewed on some raw noodles while I was boiling the others.  I also made a nice salad and some peas for a vegetable.  I also opened a nice bottle of red wine to go with their meal.  I set the table in the dining room using our good china and silverware.  I even lit a candle in the center of the table to set a romantic mood for them.  When all was ready I went to them, curtsied nicely and announced that their dinner was served.  Jack said, “Very good Carla.” Jack took Mary by the hand and led her to the table.  I pulled out her chair for her and helped her get seated.  I dished up their food and stood beside the table while they started to eat.

     Jack told me to get another wine glass which I gladly did.  He was still standing when he took my wine glass and peed into it filling it to the brim.  He then handed it to me and told me, “Drink a toast with us to our new family.”  I stared at him in disbelief.  He wanted me to drink his piss!  He saw the look on my face and said, “You spent a good part of today drinking your own piss.  Do you think yours is better than mine?”  I quickly answered, “Not at all sir.”  Jack lifted his glass of wine and Mary also lifted hers. I had to also lift mine.  We all clicked our glasses together and I had to drink the whole glass of warm pee while they took a sip of their wine.  Jack said, “Very good, we will all be very happy together.”  I knew that he and Mary would be happy and I would be miserable.

     While they were eating, Jack told me that I could eat in the kitchen and to help myself to the leftovers.  I went to the kitchen, fixed myself a plate full of food and ate alone standing at the counter while this strange man was dining with my wife.  It might have been my imagination, but I could feel his urine sloshing around in my tummy.  How had this man won Mary’s heart and got her to collaborate in degrading me so?  That I would never understand but what I did know was that he was capable of making me do whatever he wanted.  He did not care how I felt and could be very cruel to me.  I was a lot weaker than he was and thereby knew this would be a very long week.  The first day alone had been quite an ordeal for me.

     After they finished eating, I cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher. When the kitchen was clean I once more reported to them.  Mary told me, “Undress us Carla we are going to the hot tub for a bit.”  I undressed Mary first and folded her clothes neatly on the couch.  Then I went to Jack and removed all of his clothes and also folded them neatly beside those of my wife.  Jack told me, “You may kiss my cock Carla.”  I knew that was a command and knelt in front of him and kissed the head of his cock.  I even forced myself to thank him for the privilege.  He patted me on the head and then walked out the back door with Mary.  She told me, “You may bring us towels and another glass of wine Carla.”

     I went to the linen closet and got out two big towels, refilled their wine glasses and hurried out to the hot tub.  The sound of my heels clicking on the wooden deck seemed to reinforce my feminine status.  My feet were killing me after spending the day in those damned heels.  I felt a tug on my penis from dragging that tube along everywhere I went.  I hung their towels on the hooks beside the hot tub and handed them their wine.  I curtsied for them both upon arrival and my departure.  Mary told me to hang up my nice new clothes and put on the nightie in the drawer of the dresser in my room.  She said, “I know you did not sleep well last night and are probably tired.  Set your alarm for 5:30 am so you can be dressed, made up and have our coffee ready when we wake up.  Sleep well Carla.”

     I went to the bathroom to empty my bladder and laid the hose in the bowl to do so.  I knew I was getting rid of his urine as well as my own.  I had his cum in my tummy also and hoped it would soon be gone.  Jack had succeeded in making me his slave girl and reducing me to a mere nothing in my own house.  It was not right, but I dared not oppose him.  I went to the guest room which was now my room and got undressed.  I hung up my clothes and put on the short pink nightie I found in the dresser drawer.  I looked at myself in the mirror and saw how feminine they had made me.  My hairless body looked like that of a young girl.  I shut off the light and crawled into bed.

     After sleeping for awhile I was suddenly awakened in the night by Jack slapping me on the ass.  “Get on your knees Carla.” he demanded.  He had pulled off my covers. I was half asleep yet but got on my knees. He told me, “Point your pussy towards me and put your nose on the bed.  I am going to make you a woman.”  Mary put some lubricant on my asshole and some on his cock.  Jack ordered me, “Reach back and spread your cheeks Carla.”  I begged him, “Please sir, don’t do this to me.”  He slapped my ass hard. I reached back and spread my cheeks for him.  He shoved his cock roughly inside of me in a mighty lunge that moved me forward.  He grabbed my hips and pulled me back to force his cock clear inside of me.  He then commanded, “Move your hips back and forth Carla, and moan like a slut for me.”  He made me pull myself back and forth and fuck myself on his cock.  I moaned like a slut for him.  For what seemed like a very long time I was rocking back and forth on his cock before he finally grabbed my hips and shot his load deep inside of me.  I had dribbled some semen on the sheets while he was raping me.  Jack noticed that and told Mary, “Carla came like a girl when getting fucked.  How sweet that is.”  I blushed at his remark.  He had made me have a sort of orgasm by fucking me.  He asked me, “Carla aren’t you going to thank me for all my trouble?”  I knew what he wanted and meekly said, “Thank you for fucking me sir.”  He chuckled and said, “Now I own you and you will call me Master.”  I had tears running down my cheeks and could not face him as I said, “Yes Master.”  He shut off the light and left me to sleep in the wet spot on my bed.

     Jack in a very short time had plucked my body hair all out, come in my mouth, feminized me and raped me. All in front of Mary my wife.  He did own me now.  I slept fitfully that night and even as I slept his semen leaked out of me.  I awoke with the alarm and hurried to get dressed in my pink outfit, put my makeup on and put on the coffee.  When I went potty and wiped myself there was blood on the tissue.  Jack must have torn my asshole during his rape of me.  He had ruined me and worse yet Mary approved.  If only Mary had not insisted I sell the guns I used to use for hunting, I might have a chance to defend myself.

     I was planning breakfast for them when I heard Jack call out, “Carla come in here and bring us some coffee.”  I poured them each a cup of coffee and hurried to their bedroom.  I curtsied on entering and handed them each their coffee.  Jack asked me, “Did you enjoy my late night visit Carla?”  I blushed and replied, “Yes Master, it was lovely. Thank you.”  He smiled at me and said, “In time you will come to love being owned by me and will be glad to be the girl you are.”  In time?  He was only going to be here a week.  He told me, “I like my girls to have jewelry. Tomorrow I will get you some Carla.” I smiled as best I could. He was determined to make me a girl.  Mary even told me, “I liked watching Jack make love to you last night Carla.  He is a real man and knows how to treat a lady.”  She was his lady, I was his slave girl.

     Jack told me, “You look pretty this morning, like a fresh fucked virgin.”  I blushed and thanked him.  I told them I would soon have breakfast ready, curtsied and left them together in what had been my bed.  I mixed up a batch of pancake batter and laid out some sausages beside the griddle before pouring myself a cup of coffee.  They both came to the table nude.  I was wearing my female clothes and stood out because of them.  I served them their breakfast and while they were eating Jack told me, “Carla get under the table and suck my cock.”  I had learned yesterday not to refuse that command and replied, “Yes Master.”  I got down on my knees under the table, took his cock in my mouth and started sucking it.  He and Mary carried on a casual conversation while I was under the table sucking away on his cock.  It was clear that I was of little value in my house now.  I was only there to serve them.  I moved my hand down to fondle my own penis but it remained limp and useless.  Perhaps they were right, it was more like a clit that a cock.  Finally Jack came in my mouth and I could stop.  I swallowed his cum and crawled out from under the table. 

     Jack told me to sit up like a dog and open my mouth.  I obeyed him and Jack tossed a sausage into my mouth.  I chewed it up and reopened my mouth.  He fed me 6 sausages that way.  I felt like I was his dog, his bitch.  Not good enough to eat at the table with them. He patted me on the head and told me to gather up the laundry and get started on the wash.  I loaded the laundry basket and lugged it down to the basement to the laundry room.  Once the first load was in the machine I went back up to the kitchen.  Jack and Mary were sipping their coffee and smoking cigarettes.  I started cleaning up the kitchen.  I wanted a cigarette too, but was afraid to ask for one.  I knew the consequences of displeasing them were severe.

     When the kitchen was cleaned up, I went down to move the first load of wash into the drier and put the second load in the washer.  Going up and down stairs was tricky in my heels.  Being Carla was very difficult and demeaning to me.  Mary now had a maid and Jack had made me into his cum dump.  This was going to be a very long week for me.

     The rest of the day I cleaned the house, finished the laundry and even ironed two of Jack’s dress shirts.  Then it was time to start cooking supper for them.  I put a beef roast in the oven and also fixed some mashed potatoes for the main elements of the meal.  At 4:00 in the afternoon, I had to get them cocktails. As I served them their drinks, Mary asked me to join them for happy hour.  She then said, “You will find what you are to drink in the bar refrigerator.”  I opened the bar refrigerator and saw a quart jar full of urine sitting there.  I gasped in shock.  Mary heard me and said, “You will mix that half and half with vodka Carla.  That is my urine. I have been saving it for you.”  I mixed my drink and joined them.  We again drank a toast to our happy family where I had to empty my glass.  They told me to refill my glass and rejoin them.  They were getting me tipsy on piss and vodka. I don’t know how many glasses of that brew I had before I passed out.

     The next thing I knew I had a hood on my head that covered my mouth and eyes.  I could feel that ball gag in my mouth with that damned tube down my throat again.  I had pain in my right nipple and that was soon joined by pain in my left one. I heard Jack telling someone to also put a ring through my penis.  I then felt a sharp pain below the head of my penis.  Jack told him to solder those rings so they would be permanent.  I was tied to some sort of table and unable to move.  I screamed but all that came out was an unintelligible garble.  I could hear the man giving Jack instructions on how to care for each piercing so they would not become infected.  I lay there for a few minutes while Jack paid the man for his services and then he untied me from the table and hustled me out a door and into the car. 

     I knew I was in the back seat and Jack was sitting beside me.  Mary must be driving.  He took my hood off and I could feel myself peeing in my own throat again.  Once it stopped flowing Jack removed my ball gag and told me to suck the remaining pee out of the tube so as not to get it on the carpeting of the car.  I did as he ordered then asked, “What did you do to me Master?”  He said, “I told you I would get you some jewelry and I did.  Your ears are pierced and you have pretty nipple rings now.  You also have a ring in your clit.”  I sobbed out loud.  He had made me a freak.  He was only going to be here a week and he had permanently disfigured me.  Jack said, “I want you to look pretty for me Carla.”  How would I ever be able to hide these rings?  They were sure to show through a shirt.

     When we go home I quickly ran into my room to see what they had done to me.  I pulled up my blouse and saw a silver ring in each of my nipples.  Those rings made my nipples stick out and would do that for ever.  I lifted my skirt and saw that ring fixed to my penis.  Now even if I could get hard I could never screw a lady with that thing there.  I was basically emasculated now.  In my ears were two diamond stud earrings. I lay on my bed and cried bitterly. Because she wanted a week long fling, I had been ruined forever.  I wanted to run from here, but had no place to go. Besides that dressed as I was I would not dare to go anywhere.  I was now a prisoner in my own home at the mercy of two people that seemed to have little of that where I was concerned.

     Mary came into my room and saw me crying.  She said, “Don’t cry Carla, you look very pretty with those new rings.  You must follow these written directions carefully to avoid getting infection.  Study them and do what they require.  You may stay nude tomorrow so as not to irritate them.”  She left and turned out the light.  Stay nude was supposed to be a favor to me?  She knew I was ashamed of my nude, hairless and now adorned body.  It took me a long time to go to sleep that night.  I had fears of how they might use my rings in the future.

     Monday morning I got up early again, went to the bathroom and then washed my piercing with alcohol.  I did not get dressed but went to put on the coffee for them.  I could hear them having sex in their room.  I envied Jack for his ability to please Mary far better than I ever could.  I also feared him because of how he treated me.  I had the coffee brewing when I heard Jack call me.  I hurried to their bedroom and did a mock curtsy since I wore no skirt.  Jack motioned me to his side of the bed.  When I stood beside the bed, he sat up and grabbed my by my nipple rings and lifted me to my tiptoes.  He said, “You look like a good maid Carla.  You should thank me for your new jewelry.”  I feared he might rip my nipples off and said, “Thank you for my lovely new Jewelry Master.”  He smiled and asked me, “Are you disappointed that I did not fuck you last night Carla?”.  I knew the answer he wanted and he had me at his mercy now, so I said, “Yes Master I am.”  He grinned and let me down.  My poor nipples throbbed with pain.  He told me, “Go to Mary and lick my cum out of her.”   I went to Mary’s side of the bed which had once been ours and knelt down.  She put her legs on my shoulders and I began lapping his cum from her pussy.  He had deposited a lot of semen in there and it took me some time to get it all.  My face was coated with her juices when I finished.  She told me, “Thank you Carla that was sweet of you.  I think we will have cold cereal this morning.”  I went to the kitchen to set the table for them.

     With the little I had eaten in the last few days, I knew I was losing weight.  I was really hungry and munched some cereal right out of the box as I filled their bowls.  I made them some toast and set the jelly on the table.  They came to the table nude again and as I was also nude it seemed right.  At least I was not wearing those damned heels.  With my painted finger and toe nails I looked like a girl. They ate their breakfast and I stood there waiting for instructions.  Mary told me, “I like your new jewelry Carla Maybe we should hang some nice bells on them so you jingle when you move.”  I blushed knowing she would probably do just that to me.

     At least this morning Jack didn’t make me suck him off.  I went about the day naked until supper time.  Then Mary called me to her and tied strings of jingle bells on my rings.  She then had me dance around the room jingling those bells for her.  I felt like a fool doing it, but dared not protest.  We had our happy hour but unlike yesterday, I only had one drink and it was straight urine.  I had gotten used to the taste by now and past the humiliation of drinking what would normally go in the toilet.  Those damned bells jingled every time I moved even a little bit.

     Jack told me, “Carla you may now suck me to get me hard.”  I went to where he was sitting on the couch, opened his fly and pulled his cock out.  I knelt on the floor and started sucking it.  As my head bobbed up and down on his cock my bells were jingling merrily.  Once I had him rock hard, he pushed me back and ordered, “Sit on my cock Carla.”  I got up, turned around and slowly lowered myself onto his cock until I was fully impaled on it.  Having no lubrication used on me it was quite painful for me.  Jack then told me, “Now move up and down on it girl.”  I raised myself up a little and back down and kept repeating that motion.  He was making me fuck myself using his cock.  He grabbed my nipple rings and used them to regulate the pace of my movements.  Toward the end he had me bouncing up and down furiously.  Those bells were really jingling now.  Finally he pulled me down hard on him and filled me with his semen.  I felt so used when he pushed me off of him and onto the floor.  He had used me and then discarded me.

     I was on my knees on the floor with my ass in the air so as not to leak on the carpet.  Jack told me, “Carla use your fingers to get my cum out of your pussy.  I want you to eat it all.”  My eyes filled with tears as I reached back there and got some cum from my gaping abused hole and licked it from my fingers.  I had to keep repeating that disgusting act until there was no cum left in me.  Was there no limit to how much he would degrade me? When I was finished eating his semen, he made me lick his cock clean as well.  I was a mere slave to this strong man. 

     When Jack was satisfied, I went to make supper for them.  Mary and Jack were discussing the fun they had just had at my expense.  I noticed that there was my own semen in my catheter tube and sucked it our before it leaked on the carpet.  I had also become used to the taste of semen in the past few days.  It seemed as if I were living on urine and semen.  I really needed a good meal as I knew I was hungry and had to be loosing weight.  They ate at the dining room table and allowed me to fix myself a plate to eat at the kitchen counter.  After they finished their supper they went to their room to shower and dress.  I cleaned up the kitchen. 

     They came out of the room well dressed and Jack told me to lie on my bed.  As I lay there Jack tied a rope to each of my nipple rings and then ran the ropes under the bed and over the footboard to tie the other ends of the rope to my cock ring.  My nipples were now stretched upward and my cock pulled downward.  I was trapped and unable to move.  He told me they were going out dancing and may be late coming home.  He also told me, “I don’t want you getting in any trouble while we are gone Carla.  I would suggest you do not pee in your bed.  I left your hands free so you can put your catheter tube in your mouth when you have to go.”  He turned out the light and left me there fastened in place in the dark.  They would be dancing and having fun and I was left here to drink my own pee.  I cried like a baby. 

     I must have fallen asleep finally because the next thing I knew it was morning.  I was still fastened as they had left me and had to pee badly.  I picked up the tube, put it in my mouth and drank all of my morning pee.  By squeezing the tube I was able to control the amount flowing into my mouth so I could swallow each mouthful before getting another one.  By the clock on my dresser, it was 10 am when Jack came into my room and released me.  He said, “I hope you got a good rest Carla.” My nipples throbbed with pain and my body had cramps from lying in the same position for so long.  But I tried to smile nicely for him.  He told me I could stay nude again today.  That was good as my nipples were so sore my bra would have been painful to wear.

     Jack said, “That tube of yours needs to be washed so you don’t get infection.  Come with me.”  He led me into the bathroom and pulled a gadget out of his pocked that fit on the end of my tube, screwed it onto the faucet and turned on the water. The water pressure caused that cold water to force its way into my bladder.  Before it burst, he turned off the water.  He left me standing there with a very full bladder and hooked to the faucet. The pressure in my bladder was actually painful.  I could not move and could only wait until he returned to release me.  He returned a few minutes later and unscrewed the tube from the faucet and I had to dash to the toilet to empty out that cold water.  He removed the gadget and told me to start breakfast.  The bastard even had control of my bladder.  He really did own me.

     After breakfast, I had to change the sheets on their bed and wash and put away the sheets that had been there before. At least they took of those damned bells from my rings. Then about 2 in the afternoon the doorbell rang.  I hid in my room being naked as I was.  It turned out to be the UPS man who had a bunch of boxes.  Jack brought them all into the house and thanked the guy.  He then called me to come to him.  He told me, “Carla, unpack these boxes and hang my clothes in our closet. Your male clothes can go into these boxes.  Empty your things out of the dresser too.”  As I opened the boxes I knew there was way too much for a mere week stay.  He was moving in with us.  A couple of hours later I had his clothes hung in what had been my closet and my clothes were all in boxes.  Jack carried the boxes of my stuff out and put them in the back of the car.  He told me, “You will be wearing feminine things or nude from now on Carla.  Goodwill will be glad to get these things and I can use a tax deduction.”  It was now clear to me that I was going to be his slave girl forever.  Those clothes were my last connection with manhood.  I was really going to have to be Carla forever.

                                                Postscript

     Once I had surrendered body and soul to Jack and Mary, my treatment improved considerably.  I no longer had to wear that catheter and they bought my more feminine clothes to wear.  My room was redone to make it very girly and I came to love it.  They put me on estrogen and my breasts have grown to a C cup in the past two years.  I am Carla full time for them and they no longer have to tie me up when they go out.  I even get to eat at the table with them sometimes.  I still suck Jack on command and he still fucks me, but no longer every day.  We are a family.  Jack makes good money and we live well.  I still do all of the housework and the cooking but know this is where I belong.