What did that mean exactly? Was Kate going to watch her play with my cock? Would Kate want to do more than just see for herself? The idea suddenly made me very aroused and my cock stiffened in her hand.

"I see that idea does not exactly appall you." She glanced down at the erect cock. "If that gets any harder it's gonna hurt." She ran her hand up and down my boner like she was polishing it. I grunted began fucking her hand.

"No, no, Honey, not so fast! If I let you cum now you might not have any left for later when Kate gets here. I told you, she wants to see for herself, so I'm going to show her how I make you cum. You're ok with that aren't you Baby?"

She was going to demonstrate her control over my cock. I was going to have to strip naked and cum in front of her friend, like her pet performing some trick she had taught him. Was I ok with that? She must have known that I was a lot more than just 'ok' with it or she wouldn't have already set it up with Kate. Would making my cock squirt be the end of the demonstration? Probably not. Anticipation about what else might also happen afterward was making me way too excited. She glanced at my face and stared at my rock-hard cock and laughed.

"No objections here I see. Wow, you'd have to be bigger to be more of a slut, wouldn't you Baby?" she snickered. "And I don't think you can get much bigger."

She tapped my boner with her finger. It bounced. I grunted.

"Put your clothes back on Honey, and no underwear, I don't want any unnecessary impediments to our fun," she joked.

Kate arrived late that afternoon. She and my wife had known each other since they were kids, and had always stayed close, despite the challenges that living in separate parts of the country had imposed on their relationship. After a few drinks, we were all convinced we had known one another forever. I saw Kate looking at my crotch more than a few times, and before long it became apparent that we all just wanted to get on with the educational portion of the visit. My wife broached the topic we all wanted to get to.

"Kate is an old friend that already knows a lot about what you and I have been up to. Sexually, I mean. She's interested in moving in this direction herself, so we are going to help with that transition. In return, she will help us move a little deeper into our sex thing that has been developing like it has a life of its own." She glanced at me, sensing my uncertainty.

"You have become very good at getting hard quickly on demand, and we have learned that having something in your ass when you're getting milked doesn't interfere with keeping your cock hard. That's important information to have for later," she grinned. "But now we need to dig a little deeper Baby. You need to be able to cum when I say so, and that expectation is best achieved in front of an audience."

I blushed but kept silent. I was not being asked to speak. Kate obviously knew a lot more about me, and what I would and would not do than I was aware of. She smiled at me.

"Please," Kate implored, "Don't be afraid. I am looking forward to this weekend so much. Gina has told me so much about you. She says you learn very quickly." Kate's smile deepened and her voice sounded a little huskier.

"Don't be shy Honey, Kate wants to know you better." My wife Gina smiled at me. "After all, you are one of the main reasons she's here. She wants some hands-on experience about how to control a cock so she can make her own man as grateful as you have become." Gina turned and grinned at Kate, seated beside her and snapped her fingers in my direction. "Take your clothes off and come closer Baby."

Despite the absurd situation, my wife managed to sound nonchalant, like she was giving directions to the grocery delivery guy. She had turned to face her friend, leaving me standing a few feet behind her wondering if I had the nerve to strip in front of Kate. Even if I managed to get my clothes off, would the equipment still work with an audience? Kate watched me over my wife's shoulder, maybe wondering something similar. I was also getting extremely excited. This was even more horny-making than the roles Gina and I were adopting with each other. Having another person join in made things way more intense.

"He's wants to, but he's a little intimidated by you," Gina assured her friend.

I froze, not sure what to do. I wanted to be obedient, that was the point of the weekend for me, but I didn't know Kate. I was intimidated, But not by Kate, by my wife Gina.

"Do it right now Baby!" My impatient wife threw over her shoulder, and in a split second I understood the basic nature of the obedience lesson I was learning: don't think, do what you're told.

"Shouldn't we ask your husband Gina?" Kate asked. "I mean, maybe he needs a little time, or he needs to get into the mood, you know?" Kate shot Gina an exaggerated look of concern.

"That's sweet of you to be concerned Kate, but no, he doesn't need any advance notice. That's the whole point. He needs to do whatever we tell him to do, whenever we say so, and without hesitation."

I started stripping my clothes off quickly, before I could think about the consequences. Gina heard my clothes come off behind her.

"That's right Honey, your underwear too. Hands behind your back. You know the drill." Kate watched while I removed my last shred of cover, along with any semblance of modesty I had left. Her expression was somewhere between incredulous and fascinated. My wife was watching her friend too, searching her face for signs to continue the path we were on, or to abort the mission.

Finally I stood naked with my legs slightly apart and my hands clasped obediently behind me. I knew what was expected. My cock hung semi-erect, as though it was self-conscious. I watched Kate nervously. Her eyes travelled over my body then rested on my crotch, transfixed.

"Turn around Baby, put your hands on your head and stick your ass out. We want a good look," Gina said. I turned my back to them and clasped my hands together on top of my head and arched my back. Somehow not having my cock on display gave it permission to harden completely.

"Nice ass huh?" My wife said to her speechless friend. "Say something Kate." My wife put her hand on her friend's arm reassuringly. "If you want to experience what it's like to control a man, the first thing we need to do is talk about it."

Kate cleared her throat. I recalled how becoming aroused made my throat dry too. My wife reassured her friend.

"Don't worry about him and what he thinks. He is happy to do whatever he is told and not think at all," she said. "Like I told you, we have been practicing for awhile now. Your visit represents the next stage in being sexually dominated for him, and he is looking forward to it, despite his current embarrassment."

Kate recovered her voice enough to agree that I had a nice ass.

"I guess I'm not used to seeing obedient, naked men on display," Kate confessed. "But I would like very much to get used to that," she laughed.

My wife gave Kate a brief synopsis of how we arrived at our current arrangement. She emphasized the need to establish dominant-submissive behavior using mutually agreed upon language. Then she demonstrated.

"Turn around Baby. Let Kate see what we will be working with," she grinned.

Kate's eyebrows shot up, her eyes widened and she stared at my erect cock.

"Come here Honey. Bring that big thing over here and put it in my hand." I did as I was instructed, hands till on top of my head. Don't think, just obey. My cock bounced as I moved and my wife and her friend watched with amusement and fascination as the boner bobbed toward them. Then Gina's hand closed around my erection and my trepidation evaporated in a flood of biochemicals.

"I have instructed him not to speak unless he is asked a direct question. But we can talk about him like he is property. He likes that. It makes him horny when he is objectified, understand?" Kate nodded and watched my wife hold my balls and stroke my cock.

"It will be easier for everyone, and more fun if we make up a name for him while you are here over the weekend. You choose Kate. Something short and derogatory would be good." My wife looked expectantly at her friend while she continued running her hand idly up and down my cock.

Kate thought for a moment then said, "well, I can hear him starting to grunt from what you're doing, and what he's doing now is pretty slutty, so let's call him Slut ok?"

"Sure," my wife agreed immediately. "I call him that a lot anyway. She looked at me. "Close your eyes Slut and move closer to Kate." I kept my hands on top of my head and twisted toward Kate.

"I want him to have to guess whose hand is keeping his cock hard," Gina said. I heard the shuffle of feet as Kate moved closer to Gina, in easy reach of me.

"Touch him wherever you want Kate. He's very responsive," my wife purred. "No peeking Slut. Oh my god, I just love calling him Slut! We might have to change your name permanently Honey," my wife joked.

I felt fingers encircle my balls and pull them away from the base of my boner. Other fingers wrapped themselves around my erection and began gliding up and down the shaft. A hand cupped my ass cheek and squeezed. Fingers pinched my nipples.

"Who has your cock Slut?" My wife asked.

"You do." I answered confidently.

"SMACK!" My ass got slapped hard.

"Wrong answer Slut," my wife chided playfully. Kate laughed and squeezed my cock. Her grasp of my cock was more tentative than my wife's, but I could tell she was used to having a cock in her hand.

"Surprise!" Kate laughed, and squeezed it harder. "This is more fun than I imagined Gina! Seriously though, is he Ok with all of this? I mean, it is a lot to take in." Kate looked meaningfully at my wife.

"Why didn't you just ask him?" she said mischievously.

"Oh. Well I guess I asked the person who makes the decisions now," her friend replied, with a tinge of awe in her voice.

"Exactly. And it's so obvious you didn't even think to ask the slut if he likes being a slut, right? That stiff cock in your hand is constant proof that he is more than Ok with this," Gina smiled.

"Think of it this way, he has abdicated control in order to gain sexual freedom. I use him for domestics and sex. He's a great little floor washer," she smiled. "Naked of course, with that cute bare ass high in the air for me to abuse," Gina reminisced. "We're working on a long-term arrangement. Well, at least I am. But for the rest of the weekend he does what he is told, no questions, no hesitations. In return I will allow him to earn the privilege of cuming, at our discretion, of course," Gina smiled at her friend.

"You are our guest Kate. So he will need to please you, and get permission from both of us in order to ejaculate, yes?" She glanced at me. "Is that clear Slut? Grunt if you agree." She looked at Kate.

"Use your fingernails," my wife said. "It makes him grunt."

Kate raked my rigid boner with her nails and I grunted on cue.

"Good! It's settled then," Kate said. She slapped the cock playfully. It bounced sideways then she caught it again and began pumping it.

"Will he cum if I keep jacking him?" Kate asked.

"Probably," my wife replied. "All this novel activity may cause him to react unpredictably at first. In any case, don't let him cum yet. Stop stroking when you feel the cock throb and he starts grunting uncontrollably. We want to play with him before we let him cum, right? It's called edging."

"Pump your hips Honey, let's not leave all the work for our guest," my wife admonished, obviously amused by my slutty reaction to another woman's hand around my cock. "Don't make me get out my crop."

"I think he likes you," Gina joked with her friend.

"So nice to be spending time with you and your slut," Kate kidded back.

I fucked Kate's hand, pushing my rod into her fist and pulling it out slowly, savoring the feeling of a stranger handling me. I planted my feet apart and shoved my hips forward. Fifteen minutes ago I was embarrassed to be naked with a hard-on in front of Kate. Now I couldn't wait to cum for her. My wife read the expression on my face and laughed.

"Careful Kate, see how his balls have contracted? He's almost ready to erupt. Keep doing that if you want him to cum, but I'd make him wait if I were you."

I fucked faster. Kate was a novice at this. Maybe she would let me cum before my wife convinced her to stop. Suddenly Kate released me. I groaned, but I knew enough to stay submissive. Any initiative on my part would be punished by more time elapsing between now and when I would be allowed to cum.

"It's your choice." Gina said to her friend. "Imagine It's your cock, and you decide when it cums, or even if it cums at all."

"Really?" Kate asked.

"Yeah, he can wait as long as you want him to. Ignore the moans and grunting, he's fine. Well, frustrated for sure, but that'll just give him more of a hair-trigger later, when you want it," Gina grinned.

"Besides, he needs to learn total obedience. Edging is a good way to instill that. Go ahead and bring him to the edge again, it's good practice for both of you."

Kate reached out tentatively and wrapped her long fingers around me. Her hand moved lightly along the hard shaft off my cock. Gina squeezed my ass with one hand and pulled my balls away from my dick with the other. The intensity built quickly and within seconds I was grunting uncontrollably, ready to cum again. Again Kate stopped stroking. I gasped and my cock twitched, aching to erupt.

"SMACK!" my wife slapped my ass. I almost came, but caught myself. I needed permission.

"Good job Kate! You too Slut. You're both quick learners," Gina gushed.

"Remember Slut, you need to ask Kate for permission before you cum." Gina smiled at Kate. "It's something I've been training him to do. I like to hear him beg when he really wants to blow his load. Sometimes I even let him," she said impishly.

My cock felt like it was made of stone. It was hard to imagine how I could get any hornier. Then Kate leaned forward and whispered in my ear, with her hand still firmly wrapped around my boner.

"What do you say Slut? Do you want to cum for us," she cooed. Her lips brushed my ear, her scent drifted into my consciousness and my cock turned to steel. I wanted to rip her jeans off and bury my shaft in her. Instead I managed to croak my reply.

"Please Miss."

"Please Miss what?" She whispered in my ear. "Say it Slut."

"Can I please cum for you Miss?" I pleaded.

"Not yet Slut," she whispered, and handed my cock to my wife. "Here Gina, has he been obedient enough?" Kate asked. Gina took the hard cock from her friend. It belonged to her and she reclaimed it. She stroked it gently, thoughtfully.

"Almost time Slut," Gina purred. She pulled down on my balls and my cock stood straight out for her. She wrapped her fingers firmly around my erection.

"It's more evocative if you do the pumping Baby," she said. "Here, fuck my hand Slut!" Her eyes shone. "Shove it forward as far as you can. Yes, a little faster, that's right. After all, this is not about you; it's all about my control of your cock. In a way, this is about us taking the next step Baby. You need to give up any self-control left that's stopping you from being completely submissive, and let me take over Honey. Trust me," she giggled. "You'll be a happier slut."

I was pretty happy now, standing naked, with my legs spread apart in the middle of the kitchen floor pumping my cock into my demanding wife's hand, with her friend watching. It felt amazing! I clasped my hands on top of my head and wallowed in the absolute freedom of being a total slut, the property of women.

"Kate would you mind taking over please? He just can't be trusted to cum on cue by himself yet, and besides, I think you might like the feeling of making that happen. Am I right?" Kate smiled and my wrapped her fingers around my erection. I could tell by her touch that she had done this before.

"Hands behind you, I believe." Kate said hesitantly. I obeyed Kate like I had been instructed to. Her fingers fluttered along the length of my shaft. Her other hand held my balls between her forefinger and thumb, and pulled them away from my cock. My hard cock stuck straight out from my body. To my surprise Kate pulled me by my balls into the living room.

"I don't think he's ever been led around like that before," my wife commented, with some amusement. "I must admit I enjoy watching him struggle. But have you noticed yet that no matter what happens, his cock stays hard. Plus he's compliant. So I figure as long as he does what he's told, and his cock stays hard, that's consent." Kate nodded her agreement.

"I definitely agree with you. A hard cock is indisputable proof of submissive compliance," Kate said, and pulled me toward the couch. Kate held onto my rigid cock while she and my wife made themselves comfortable. I stood beside Kate, waiting for the next instruction.

"Hands behind you!" she ordered. "If I have to remind you again it will mean a spanking!" Kate grinned at my wife. She was getting into the role. I thought about being bent over Kate's knee and feeling her hand slap my bare ass and knew I would make that mistake again soon.

"Not sure that's much of a deterrent for him," my wife chipped in. "He's a slut after all, and he likes having his ass slapped. But then, maybe you like to give a good spanking too." Kate looked at my wife and smiled, but said nothing.

"He's about ready to explode, by the way," my wife observed. "Let's slow him down a little. It will be good practise for you both. Let go of his cock and squeeze his balls a little harder. Yes, that's right. It's ok, he'll stiffen up again in a second."

"Step into the middle of the room Slut, where we can both get a better view," my wife directed. "Baby I think you should continue on your own for awhile. Kate and I will watch to make sure you're doing it right and we might correct you. When you feel like you're almost there, ask for permission to cum. If we think you deserve to cum we will give you permission, but you must wait for Kate to take over. If we let you cum, Kate will hold your cock. She will learn what it's like to make a cock squirt in her hand, and you will learn to do what I tell you. Sound good Baby?"

I made some kind of noise and nodded my head. I was so horny I would have agreed to whatever she said. My wife and Kate watched me play with my cock. I started stroking it like I remember it feeling when she stroked it. It felt better when she played with it. My wife decided I needed some instruction.

"Good. Go slower," Gina purred. "Slower than that! I know you want to cum but the whole point of this is to teach you to cum when I say, not when you want. Stroke your cock slower. Is that clear?" Her voice had authority. She had really taken on the role. What kind of chastisement would disobedience bring? It might be worth finding out.

"Ok, now faster, Slut! Make yourself cum." Gina insisted. "That's it Baby, get into it. Shove those hips at me and pump that cock until it squirts! Show Kate see how far you can shoot." My wife directed.

I was starting to grunt uncontrollably in front of Kate, a woman I barely knew. I hesitated, but my wife took our training to a new level. Just as I knew I had to cum, Gina leaned forward and slapped my ass hard.

"NOW SLUT!" she yelled, "CUM NOW!" I couldn't have stopped myself if I had wanted to. My cock erupted. A wad of slut-juice arched into the air and landed in front of a stunned Kate. Some of my cum hit the toes of her shoes. My wife was appalled.

"I'm so sorry Kate! Baby, crawl over there and clean Kate's shoe please."

I lowered myself to the floor uncertainly.

"Yes that's right Honey. Crawl to Kate now and lick your cum off her shoes."

I did as I was told; ashamed but very horny and determined to give up the last illusions I had about personal autonomy. The only choice I had now was to follow my cock or leave. So I crawled over to Kate with my bare ass high in the air and licked my cum off her shoe.

"Good boy," Kate said in that tone of voice reserved for pets and submissive whores. I knew she would always see me as my wife's pet now, a sex-on-demand toy, and I was ok with that.

"Kate Honey, I wanted to demonstrate the fact that there is nothing too extreme. Now you know what I meant about owning him."

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Gina looked down at her slut squatting naked on the floor, semi-erect. She wanted to set a few things straight.

"I don't see any point to you wearing clothes for the rest of the weekend," she stated. "You'll just have to be taking them off all the time and I kinda like the idea of you following us around naked, waiting to be used. What do you think Kate," Gina turned to her friend. "Would that suit you?"

"It would, not having him naked would be an inconvenience and I like thinking of him as a sexual convenience; a tool I can use when the feeling strikes me," she laughed. "Certainly that long hard stick in front of him is going to be a handy tool, and I want it within easy reach," Kate said.

"So listen up Slut," Gina said. "You will stay naked. You will learn to cum when you are told, and Kate will practise her technique on you. I assume you're ok with Kate taking a hands-on approach?" she snickered. "Essentially I'm talking about sharing you sexually with my friend for the rest of the weekend. You will obey her just as you do me. Are we good?" I nodded, but she glanced at my cock anyway and saw that it was still hard. Proof positive for her.

"Good boy. Stand up and put your hands on top of your head." I did as I was told. Gina grabbed my erection and led me around the room. Then she handed my cock to Kate, who also used my cock as a handle to pull me stumbling along behind her around the room. It was a little ritual. It meant that Gina was sharing her power with her friend. And Kate was accepting dual ownership, at least for the weekend. Gina continued addressing me, with Kate holding my stiff rod in her hand.

"There are just so many things I want to introduce you to," my wife gushed. "So many ways you can please us, just by being you," she laughed. "All you need to do is be the slut we know already you are." I blushed, because I knew it was true.

"You're so clever, and you learn to obey so quickly," Gina mused. "You will learn to like being penetrated from behind in no time. You might even learn to really enjoy it." "Either way, you'll need to get used to it. My friend likes strap-ons," Gina smiled at Kate and used my cock to pull me toward the room where she kept her other sex toys.