Exposure to my BFF

“Sweetie, would you mind just fixing us a small platter and bringing the wine back out?” I asked my husband, who had just gotten home from work.

“omg” giggled Catherine.. “If only my husband was that compliant!” Catherine was a close friend. She’s attractive, intelligent, witty and very competent in running her own business. My husband Dan has always had a bit of a crush on her.. that’s ok though, everyone has a crush on her! She’s incredible… and a lot of fun after a few drinks!

Dan arrived with the wine and platter; he’d done a good job and it looked incredible. “Thanks sweetie, that looks great” I admired. His effort and care was plain to see.

“Seriously Bec,” wondered Catherine “how do you do it? How do you manage to keep him so eager to please?.. doesn’t he ever complain or rebel against your wishes? I’ve never seen him so much as say ‘No’ to you or complain. Surely he doesn’t always jump to your every whim?” she enquired.

“You seriously want to know?” I asked.. Catherine eagerly nodded and pleaded with her eyes. “Ok, watch this” I warned.

“Sweetie..” I called again.. “we’ve just run out of wine. Would you mind dropping downstairs to the bottle-shop and grabbing another two bottles?.. you might want to get changed out of your work clothes first though.. I’ve got some clean clothes on the bed that you might want to wear”

I smiled and winked to Catherine. “Just wait, ok”. My suggestion had not been a request, and Dan knew it. I was not-so-secretly relishing the torment he was now enduring, and loving the pleasure/pain stimulus he’d be experiencing very soon. Before long, Dan emerged and Catherine failed to hide her surprise as he floated past in heels a short skirt and simple T-shirt, showing off his long smooth legs and perfect ass.. “back in a few minutes honey” he said, face as red as Catherine’s lipstick, as he hurried out the door.

“J-e-s-u-s- Becca!!… What the actual?!.. he wears that well and has obviously been walking in heels for a while.. Stunning! Now spill girl, tell me everything!” she demanded, pouring two more extra large glasses of crisp cold wine.

I was laughing hard at her reaction.. coupled with the delight of the whole situation.. “okay, okay, okay..” I relented, holding up the key dangling from my neck.. “I have him under lock and key, despite his alpha persona and professional life, he is at times super submissive” I explained. “He wears a chastity device to remind him that I am in charge, that his goal is to please me, and he wears feminine clothing now and then because he is slightly gender fluid. He is still very much my husband, but one who will give me whatever I want, whenever I want.” Catherine’s open mouth and searching eyes prompted me to continue.

“He’ll come home, make dinner, clean the house and devote himself to me without a second thought. Not only will he do it, he gets genuine enjoyment from making me happy. Sexually I get to have him whenever I want.. frequently using his incredible oral skills while keeping him teased and denied.. unless I choose to reward him! Sometimes I’ll ride him or even take him with a strap on. It really is the best of both worlds. He’ll still go out for his nights with the boys, but he’ll remain in chastity and probably be wearing something lacy underneath… and he has a love/hate relationship with public humiliation.. hating that he loves it so much! I first learned about it from his psych, and have been slowly pushing his boundaries ever since. I was hesitant at first.. but omg Cat, when you’ve seen what it can be like there is no going back. You know, he’d even let me be with someone else? I’ve never gone through with that, but I tease him enough with it” I suddenly realised I’d been rabbiting on non-stop, and shut up, waiting to see her reaction.

For the first time in a long time, Cat was speechless. “I.. ah…. I have no idea what to say to that Bec.. omg!” Her hands were clasped around her mouth in absolute wonder. “I would never have picked it! ooh.. here he comes again” she whispered, as the door creaked open and Dan’s heels click-clacked across the tiles. He walked into the kitchen, then back out with the fresh bottle. The colour in his face visibly faded though when he saw our faces. Cat’s knowing smile and my devilish grin giving away that things had been said. Nervously he placed the bottle in the chiller and put in some fresh ice.

“Sweetie, why don’t you show Cat what’s under your skirt?” I asked innocently. His eyes darted from me to Cat and back again, franticly searching for a way out of it. There wasn’t one. He knew it. His eyes pleaded with me, as his mouth opened to protest.. and closed again, as he swallowed hard. “Just breathe Sweetie.. it’s ok.. just pretend it’s already happened.. Now, please don’t make me ask a second time.. otherwise I’ll have to get the cane and remind you how much I hate to repeat myself.” Catherine again failed at stifling her snickers at this latest revelation.

Defeated, yet secretly delighted, Dan walked in front of the girl he’d fantasied about for years, and slowly lifted the hem of his skirt to expose his small metal chastity cage and pink lock beautifully wrapped in soft satin and lace panties.

Catherine lost it.. hands darting to her mouth again, gasping in wonder and disbelief. “Oh shit Dan.. that actually looks quite cute!!.. is it painful?” she asked rhetorically. “Do you mind?” she asked, glancing at me, hands hovering near his thighs. “Oh, no girlfriend, go for your life.. you can tease him as much as you like.. he loves it!” I replied, throwing Dan a very cheeky grin.

Catherine wasted no time in placing her hands on his thighs, slowly sliding them up until her fingers were tracing around the cage through the fabric, feeling the lock and the hardness of the metal. Dan lost the battle with his body, as he grew hard within the tight confines of his cage. “Hehe” giggled Cat.. “now that has got to be uncomfortable, you poor darling”, her smile betraying her amusement over any genuine concern for Dan’s discomfort.

She looked up at him, watching his face carefully.. “So Bec.. you were saying.. you sometimes cane him or take him with a strap-on?”.. again giggling at the reaction she caused him. Dan was now quite red, a sheen of sweat starting to appear and his breathing indicating his pulse was clearly racing. Perfect I thought.. what a surprise this afternoon was bringing.

“Sure Cat”.. I said casually.. “would you like to see that too?” “Oh yes please!!” she replied, the quickness demonstrating her delight at the prospect. “Sweetie.. go have a quick shower, then I want you to come back down with my cane and strap-on. Don’t bother getting dressed again, just your collar and heels will do I think. Be quick though please.. I’ll just be telling stories of some of our previous experiences while you are gone” I warned him. Dan disappeared quickly, knowing the longer he was the more stories would be told.

I’d only gotten through a couple before he returned, a choker collar and five inch stilettos completing his attire, a cane in one hand and a large strap-on in the other. “Sweet Jesus” explained Cat.. “I can’t believe this is actually happening!”

“Thank you” I praised, as he handed me my toys, as Cat and I both stood up. “Right.. now go bend over the table please, legs straight and elbows on the the table. You know the position.”

“So caning takes a little practice Cat.. and you need to be careful to not go too hard at the start. You need to warm up his buttocks first, then you can go hard as you like. The more aroused he is the harder he’ll beg and the more he can take, so it’s a bit of an art. I’ll get him started, then you can have a turn ok?” I said matter of factly. “Oh yes please!” she replied eagerly.

I moved behind Dan, fingers tracing his beautiful bottom as I moved into position. I gently laid the can on his back, then slid it around a little, up and down the backs of his thighs, over the roundness of his very exposed ass. ‘tap, tap’ rang the cane, as I gently smacked it a few times on his soft cheeks. I laughed at the quiet but audible whimper from Dan. This was one of my favourite parts.. the inevitability of what is coming causing his blood to rush and mind to race, his body’s excitement betraying his mind’s warnings.

My world narrowed down as I focused, confidently using the cane to randomly shift between loving caresses and small sharp smacks, his ass slowly turning redder and redder as I moved the cane around, expertly targeting different areas. Dan’s whimpers had turned into small girlish moans, my indicator that he was ready for more.

“You keen to have a turn Cat?.. he’s ready for us to go harder now.. aren’t you Sweetie?” I asked. “Yes Ma’am” he whispered softly, breathing deep.

“Haha ah, ok, sure.. yes please” Cat said, putting down the phone she’d been taking photos with and moving behind Dan as I handed her the cane. “Now.. he’s pretty warmed up, so don’t be afraid to cane him good and hard. This is not a punishment caning.. it’s a pleasure one, a gift to him.. he wants you to cane him. Hard. Don’t you Sweetie? Why don’t you ask Cat yourself?”

“Please Catherine” he whimpered.. “Please cane my ass” he pleaded.. the defeat plainly audible in his words. “Oh gladly Dan!” laughed Cat… “Bec, would you mind taking a photo or three.. for prosperity purposes of course?”

I watched as Cat’s delicate fingers wrapped around the cane, resting it on his red ass. She brought her arm back and started to cane him, instantly demonstrating considerable potential as a mistress herself. I was pleased. “Harder” I instructed simply.

The crack of her next few strokes were music to my ears, accompanied by Dan’s sharp intake of breath and now loud whimpers making me quite hot and aroused. Again.. “harder Cat, pretend he’s just cheated on me and you’re disciplining him. Show him what you're capable of, show him the power of your inner mistress” I urged, taking a gamble… hoping I was reading her body language correctly.

I had. ‘Thwack, thwack, crack!!!’ went the cane, as she launched into another salvo, her feet momentarily coming off the ground like they did when she played tennis. ‘oh my god’ I thought.. ‘she’s really good'.. “Cat you’re incredible.. do that again, I’m getting it on video this time” I said excitedly.

“N..no.. please stop” Dan begged. “Please.. enough..” Cat looked at me, clearly disappointed. I smiled back at her. “Ignore him Cat.. if he really wants to stop then he can use his safe word. It’s ‘RED’, incidentally.. and means he’ll be adding two months to his chastity time and will take a kicking to the balls as well, so he only uses that sparingly” I said, chuckling to myself and wondering whether today would break him again.

I remembered the last time he used RED. We were doing a public humiliation scene. I had dressed him up complete with nail polish, make up and a wig and was planning on taking him (now her) out to dinner. We were all ready to go when the nerves kicked in and Dan refused to leave the room. Despite my best efforts and the fact that she looked stunning, I could not convince her to go out.. so I offered her the choice. Go out as planned, use the safe word, or I post photos on Facebook for 24 hours. She reluctantly agreed and said RED, knowing what it meant. I was disappointed, but not totally, because I was still about to have some fun with him.

That night, instead of going out.. I had him strip and kneel on the ground at the foot of the bed. I then proceeded to tie his arms and legs to the bed, securing him in a vulnerable position. With him satisfactorily bound, I then unlocked his chastity device, freeing him and standing back to admire him. He looked worried. ‘Good’ I thought.. ‘he needs to be taught that backing out of my plans has consequences’. I then spent the next hour mercilessly teasing him, and occasionally kicking him hard in the balls while wearing five inch stilettos. He brought me to orgasm several times that night, as I used his face for my personal pleasure. I really enjoyed the teasing and edging him, getting him oh so close but denying him release. An icepack and lubricant at the end ensured I had him back in chastity without climaxing.. and at least another two months before penetrative sex or orgasms for him.

“What are you smiling about” asked Cat, jolting me back to me the present. “Oh.. hehe, I was just remembering the last time he safe-worded out. I don’t think he’ll do that again in a hurry.. but let’s not try to break him too early!” I grabbed my phone and set it to video.. “ok Hon.. let’s do it.. see if you can make him cry without safe-wording out!” I challenged. Cat’s eyes bugged out but her devilish smile betrayed her inner desires. ‘Oh this is going to be fun’ I thought, getting myself into a better position, starting the video and watching closely.

Cat bent down closely to his ear, her left hand holding the cane and her right hand lightly running her long nails over his thighs, his ass and his back. She whispered, soft enough for effect but loud enough for the camera “Oh Dan you silly girl.. I’m going to make you scream and beg.. you know this is going to sting don’t you?.. only you can stop it.. and you do so by begging to be fucked with the strap-on.. I’m going to want to hear you ask for it, beg for it and I’m going to have that on camera too.. you begging to be fucked… hehe..” she teased. I could feel the wet warmth between my legs already. A slight moan escaped my lips, giving away on camera that I was really enjoying this.

Cat then took the cane back in her right hand, and stepped back to give herself more room. She left him waiting, purposely using the pause to her advantage. It worked. I could see Dan starting to shake already. Without warning she let loose with a single super hard strike “Argh!!” screamed Dan, taken by surprise by the timing and severity of it, the crack reverberating around the room. She paused again for effect, as Dan struggled to regain control of his breathing, teeth clenched, moaning in pain.

Crack… pause.. Crack.. pause… Crack… pause went the cane, as Cat delivered perfectly uniform strokes. Dan was a screaming sobbing mess, tears running down his cheeks..”P-p-please!” he sobbed.. “Stop! Please stop!!” CRACK - the hardest yet splitting the air with it’s swoosh as his screams found new heights..”Ok, ok, ok, ok.. please, ok.. stop.. yes.. please.. please just fuck me instead” he cried out in defeat. “Please” he pleaded again.. openly sobbing.. I can’t take it any more.. please just take me with the strap-on!!” His body was heaving with the delicious mixture of pain, submission and excitement. His ass was very red, with bright welts starting to appear. I could see Cat struggling to control her breathing too, sweat starting to appear on her forehead and blood rushing to her face. I could tell she was aroused by the subspace she had just put Dan in. It really does have an intoxicating effect on people.

She looked over at me, a newfound wonder and enjoyment evident on her face, eyes sparkling with amusement and mischief and body screaming out for more. I smiled at her, nodding my head towards the strap on. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise, silently asking me ‘are you sure?’.. ‘Yes’ I mouthed back. Cat didn’t wait for a second opinion. She grabbed the strap-on, figuring out how to put it on. It included an end for both her and him, so she wriggled out of her mini skirt and g-string, inserting her end and securing the harness around her slender waist. She took the hint of the nearby lubricant, moving it closer to Dan. She then shot a wicked smile at me, and slowly walked to the side of the table where Dan’s tear stained face lay. She grabbed him by his hair and collar and gently but firmly manoeuvred him to a kneeling position in front of her. “Suck my dick slut” Cat mocked, smiling down at Dan. My hand involuntarily went between my legs, mesmerized by the sight and sounds in front of me.

“Show me how you like to suck cock.. show me how you like to please a man” Cat demanded.. obviously enjoying the role reversal. Dan didn’t hold back either, knowing that disappointment would end in a return of the cane or worse. He used his mouth to expertly lick the length of her rubber cock, kissing her thighs and then taking her into his mouth. I could see Cat’s fingers as they snaked through his hair, then pull tight as she slowly drove her cock down into his throat, making him gag a little. I could tell her end was hitting the spot too, as her eyes closed and head rolled back in pleasure.

For what seemed like ages they were silent, lost in the pleasure transfer from his mouth through the strap-on into her. The periods where she held his head tight, deep into his throat grew more and more frequent and longer in duration. ‘omg’ I thought’.. she’s going to come soon’.. and then it happened; she began to thrust more and more urgent, heavy breathing interrupted by moans and grunts of raw pleasure.. “oh.. Fuck.. yes!!.. oh my god.. Good girl!!!” she called out, holding him deep down, exploding all over her end of the device and harness, bucking her hips into Dan’s face as the pent up tension released.

“Right..” she breathed heavily.. “time to bend over again.. you ready for this?” It was a rhetorical question. Dan positioned himself over the table once again, and Cat wasted little time in coming in behind him. I moved to get a better angle. She teased him with the head of her dildo, running it between his ass and inner thighs.. letting him feel the length and hardness of what would soon be an intimate part of him. Generous amounts of lubricant was applied, the excess being used to massage his still red ass.

She rested the head at the entrance, pausing.. a slight pressure making it very clear what was about to happen. “Breath deep baby girl” she advised.. slowly forcing the anus to give way to the pressure, the head starting to slip inside. She managed to get about two inches inside when she paused, letting him adjust to the size and presence. ‘well Cat has obviously been fucked in the ass before’ I thought to myself, noticing the care she took in making sure he was ready. Some more gentle pressure.. Dan’s moans indicating he was in that middle ground of enjoying it and struggling with the pain. His body then relaxed, and despite what his brain was thinking his body let her penetrate him all the way. The satisfaction of her success was plainly evident on her face, as she smiled over at me.

Cat then very slowly but gently began to fuck him, holding onto his hips. She even pushed him back down low when he started to lift up, reminding him of his submission to her. Dan did not protest, letting his head and body sink low as he gave himself to her power. Cat held his hips as I tried to video with one hand and pleasure myself with the other.

She fucked him slowly at first, then she fucked him hard and fast.. she was gentle at times, and sometimes rough. She held his head down, and slapped him on the ass. I was jealous.. she has some real skills!! Dan had lost all inhibition and was now moaning loudly like a girl, while Cat’s sounds were a delicious mixture of masculine grunts and feminine cries of pleasure. I honestly think they forgot I was there. I decided to fix that. Besides, I couldn’t take it anymore - I needed some attention.

I placed the camera on a small tripod, and peeled my pants off. Their trance of fucking was broken when I climbed onto the table with obvious intent. Cat beamed at me.. Dan smiled. I placed my legs on either side of his head, shifting my position so he had good access. Cat’s amazing instincts kicked in, and she grabbed the back of his head and guided him to me. “Lick her out bitch” she instructed… “next time maybe Becca will bring you home a present from a date.. you’d like that wouldn’t you? You’d like her to cuckold you wouldn’t you.. you little sissy?” she asked.. “uh-hmph” he groaned, nodding his head between my legs. “Imagine that then.. you little sissy cuckold, image me taking Becca out on girls night, and finding some hot stud to fuck her in the streets, then coming home to share that with you, making you taste him.. “Fuck yes!” I cried, the thought making me come instantaneously, as my first orgasm washed over his compliant face.

I felt Dan’s tongue strive to please me more, and the familiar feeling of his face buried deep in my pussy with the vision of Cat behind him turned me on even more. I wriggled into a better position, and leant back letting Cat take the lead in directing Dan to my needs. For what felt like an age, I enjoyed his tongue.. but in reality it was probably only several minutes. Raw sexual energy was cursing through my body, in a way I’ve not felt for a long time. By now we were all moaning, writhing in ecstasy building ourselves up. Through Dan I could feel Cat getting close… she was becoming insistent in her thrusts and both of our bodies were responding to her. Dan was pushing back at her, his ass begging for more and more as his prostrate took over control of his body, while my hands grabbed his head, grinding his face into my aching pussy.. It really was magical.

Almost in unison we climaxed again. I felt Dan lose control, coming through his cage all over the table and crying out loudly. This was the catalyst for Cat and I, both simultaneously coming hard at the delicious cocktail of thoughts, sights, sounds and feelings in the air. Cat collapsed onto Dan’s back, and his face between my legs shifting slightly so he didn’t suffocate, while my head rolled back laying on the table.. ignorant of the hardness underneath me.

We were a hot sweaty exhausted mess… and we were in heaven. Cat leaned down, giving Dan a kiss on the cheek. “Good girl” she whispered, before slowly withdrawing from him and handing him a towel. I extracted myself from him, gave him a big kiss and held him tightly, the after-care washing away the abuse and replacing it with love and respect for what he allowed us to do to him. I stopped the camera, before we got half dressed and helped ourselves to some refreshments.

That was the how Cat found out that Dan was more than most assumed.. and the first time she enjoyed his ass, but it certainly wan’t the only time. Maybe next time I’ll write about the time we had a girls night out, and brought home a play date for him!

The end (for now).