Tracy Experience
Firstly a bit about ourselves, we are a couple in our mid-fifties with a varied sex life that generally involves femdom-type scenarios.
We have quite a collection of toys, including a Doxy wand, a male chatity lock, and a fucking machine. We also have a small private room containing a lockable dog cage and a bondage chair.
Generally, I write a scenario a few days before we play, and then we act it out on the day.
Maybe strange, but it works, for us.
We have never involved other people in our scenarios, they crop up in our fansies quite a lot.
We have a friend called Tracy, whom we have known for maybe 15 years, we don’t see her much nowadays — maybe she pops in once a year for a coffee and that’s about it.
She isn’t overly attractive, quite a large build, is a bit frumpy, not been known to have boyfriends or anything. She was married a long time ago.
Anyway, I had written a scenario for Tuesday that involved me being locked in the cage with my chatity lock on while the mistress played with her Doxy wand… I would be let out and used however she wanted.
That was all about to change when Tracy said she would be popping in on Tuesday — some annoying to say the least. I did suggest that I could still be caged (It would be very horny for me to be caged when someone else was in the house) but my wife said no, but she might let me lock my cock up while Tracy was here, and wear the key round her neck (out of sight)… now that sounded interesting!
Tuesday arrived, and my cock was locked up — I had plenty to do in the workshop, I would just say hello when Tracy arrived and then retreat to the workshop, hopefully, we would play later in the day.
Tracy arrived, I made coffee for us, then went to the workshop, and they started chatting — I had just overalls and my cock lock on.
I got a text an hour later asking if I was doing more coffee. I, of course, obliged, and returnd to the workshop, unaware of their conversations.
The story will now switch to my wife’s account of her chat with Tracy.
Well, we chatted about all the usual things — people we know, etc. After the slave came in and served more coffee she asked me how I got him so well trained! Well, unfortunately, I said I keep him locked up…… I think she was shocked when I explained that there are several ways to a man’s heart. His cock, his cock, and his cock. Anyway, one thing led to another, and I showed Tracy our playroom. I don’t think she had even seen a vibrator, let alone used one……! She quite likes the thought of using the various crops and paddles on someone..
.”I could whip someone and think it was my ex! She said. We both laughed.
“I think I would be too much of a prude to do this, let alone take my clothes off in front of someone,” said Tracy,
I said, “Sometimes I have my slave hooded with a collar and lead on, I fetch him from the cage, tell him toundress me slowly, then sometimes I use him for my pleasure, or whip him or just put him back in the cage — depends how I feel really.. he doesn’t know who his mistress was..”
“That sounds better for me,” said Tracy, “so I can rent him for an hour??
“Oh, you wouldn’t need to part with any money, in fact, he normally pays for the privilege…..I charge him every time I cum…”
To say Tracy was astounded would be an understanding.
“So, if you want, you can have him at ten next Tuesday – there is just one condition… I will keep hold of his cock key if that’s ok with you? Oh, and I’ll make sure he knows he has to pay you £40, and he will be hooded and locked in the cage”
“Ok, I’ll do it, they do say you regret the things in life you don’t do…and this would be good for me…I think! said Tracy.
I said.. “Do you want to tell him today? or shall I tell him when he’s caged later?
“No, tell him later, please” she replied.
Now let’s go back to my side of the story.
Tracy left, and I returned from the workshop and got into the cage, albeit a bit later than normal. Mistress pulled up a chair in front of my cage, naked, she allowed access to her nipples through the bars..
“Well slave I have had a good chat with Tracy — she will be your mistress next Tuesday, I have said you will be caged, hooded, with your lock, collar, and lead on, I will keep your cock key around my neck..what happens to you, if anything, will be entirely up to her do you understand?
“Yes mistress”
“And don’t forget her fee, £40 this time, you can leave it on top of the cage”
“Obviously I won’t let you cum today — you can save it up “
She left me caged and played with herself until she was satisfied, then dressed, and went downstairs. She came back 20 minutes later unlocked the cage, and gave me my key.
“you may get dressed, do not mention any of today’s events or next Tuesday’s”
Fast forward, to Tuesday.
I am in the cage, cock locked with a hood over my eyes and a collar and lead on.
I have no idea if the Tracy thing is a wind up, or not.
After 20 minutes, I hear the doorbell, then muffled voices.. finally the door to the playroom opens.. there is silence, it seems to last forever… then Wellll slave, you belong to me today, I can use you however I want, you do understand don’t you slave?
“Yes mistress Tracy” I reply.
The cage door is unlocked, I am pulled out, by the lead into the middle of the room.
“Stand up slave” “Yes mistress” I reply.
“Now you may run your hands over my breasts, and body, then I want you to strip me slowly, do not touch my skin”
“Yes mistress” I run my hands over the curves of her body, establishing what she is wearing (blouse, cardigan, skirt, knickers, and bra)
I start with the cardigan, unbuttoning it slowly, laying it down, then her shoes, followed by her blouse and then her skirt. I stand behind herand unclip her bra and remove it slowly, then knee in front of her and slide her knickers down, Tracy steps out of them.
“Stand behind me then you may cares my breasts…… it’s a long time since they have been touched, you are very lucky”
I thank her and stroke her breasts..her nipples come erect almost instantly, I take my time – pressing my caged cock against her
“Now I want you to go down on me,” said Tracy
Tracy moves to the bed, sits on the bed, and lays back, I start licking her pussy and struggling her nipples, i’ll try and make her cum if I can… it doesn’t take long before Tracy cums, quite hard if fact, she pushes me away.
.”now get over the end of the bed slave, hands on head, do not speak”
I get into position for her, Tracy lays still for a few minutes and Then go to the hooks on the wall and chooses an implementation.
I think she started with the paddle — she is quite firm, and fast, I lose count and can feel my cheeses burning.
Eventually, she stops and then sends me back into the cage, I can hear her using the vibrator and the fucking machine — she cums several times. Tracy dresses and leaves, I am left very horny, £40 worse off, frustrated, and locked in the cage.
What happened next? they both come back in? or just my wife? or just Tracy? or was I just left……..? Part two to follow.
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