Looking at my wife for direction, she nodded her head in agreement.
“Very well whore. Omolara and I will agree to take you on as our slave, but let’s get some ground rules set first. In all things, I have the final say. Both you and Omolara will obey me without question. However, you will also answer to Omolara. You will obey her as if it was I giving you the command. There is a definite pecking order here and you, slave, are at the bottom of it. Clear?”
“Yes sir.” A hint of a smile played at the corner of her lips.
“Right then. Let’s have some food first and then go get cleaned up and head to bed. I have a feeling that tomorrow will be another eventful day.”
****
The next day I was awakened by a tentative tapping on my shoulder. Opening my eyes I was presented with the beautiful view of my wife’s naked body hovering over me.
“Your breakfast is ready, sir.”
Reaching up, I grabbed her right nipple between thumb and forefinger and began pinching and twisting it as I pulled her down to me for a kiss. She willingly fell into my embrace and enjoyed some heavy kissing and petting before I finally pushed her away and climbed out of bed.
Telling her I would be down in a minute, I headed off into the bathroom to take care of some morning rituals. When I emerged with my robe on, I headed downstairs to the kitchen to find my wife and her best friend kneeling naked beside the kitchen table where my plate of food had been set for me. As I ate my food in silence I began to formulate a plan on how we could spend the day today. I didn’t let them in on my ideas though until after I had finished eating.
“It’s such a nice day today I was thinking we could head down to the public swimming pool after lunch and go for a swim. What do you ladies think of that idea?” I asked.
Both of them nodded their heads in agreement. My wife answered,
“That’s a good idea, sir. We haven’t gone swimming in ages. But Chinaza doesn’t have a swimsuit,” she added.
“That’s alright,” I replied. “I thought we could stop by the shopping plaza first and pick out a suit for her.”
“Oh, that’s perfect, sir” my wife replied as she began to catch on to what I was implying.
“But first thing’s first. Whore, get on your back,” I ordered pointing to the floor at my feet. “Now straddle the whore’s face, slut.” Opening my robe, I showed my wife my already hardened cock. “Eat that pussy whore, and I want you to finger yourself as well. But you are not to cum until you’ve satisfied your mistress first. Is that clear?”
A muffled “yes Sir” as she began tonguing Omolara’s pussy. Needing no further direction from me, Omolara leaned forward and began sucking on my cock. For a while, all that could be heard was the sound of Omolara gagging on my cock while she enjoyed the tongue buried in her snatch. Looking down, I saw Chinaza’s right hand practically flying over her own pussy, as she brought herself close to orgasm.
With my cock still in her mouth, as she gasped for breath, Omolara asked, “may I cum Sir?”
“You may,” was my only reply. As soon as Omolara’s orgasm hit, Chinaza’s exploded as well and the two of them began thrashing about at my feet. Seeing their intense pleasure was enough to push me over the edge as well. Grabbing the back of Omolara’s head, I held the tip of my cock in her mouth and ordered, “do not swallow slut,” and began shooting spurt after spurt of cum into my wife’s mouth.
When it was nearly overflowing, I pulled out and ordered, “now feed the whore your cum.” Moving back she bent down, opened her mouth and allowed my seed to pour into Chinaza’s open mouth. They again finished with a fierce kiss as I got up and headed back upstairs to shower.
When I came out of the bathroom to get dressed I found both Omolara and Chinaza dressed in tight blouses with equally tight short skirts and, of course, no underwear on. Obviously, Omolara had informed Chinaza of the new dress code. As I dressed, I couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest guy in the world. I had two beautiful women (one being my life partner) who were willing to serve me in whatever perverse capacity I saw fit.
On the way to the shopping plaza, I made a quick detour by the sex shop where I had purchased all of the sex toys over the last few weeks and, while the girls waited in the car, ran in and picked up another collar for Omolara to replace the one given to Chinaza last night. Once back in the car, we then made our way to the large shopping plaza on the other side of town. By the time we arrived at around 11 o’clock, the parking lot was already near capacity. Being a Saturday, it was a sure bet that the place would be packed.
After several minutes of circling, I was finally able to find a spot and we were on our way in. I can’t begin to describe how incredibly turned on I was walking with two gorgeous women wearing very revealing clothing through a packed mall. Both women received plenty of stares from the men as they passed by and a few glares from some of their wives.
Spying a jewelry store, I steered the ladies in and began browsing their necklaces and pendants. By now my wife was beside herself with curiosity as she knew how much I hated jewelry stores.
“Sir? What are we looking for?” my wife asked quietly.
“I’m looking for something for the two of you,” I replied.
“Oh,” a big smile played across her face. “May I ask what?”
“You’ll find out soon enough.” When at last I had found what I was looking for, I signalled the young sales lady over.
“I would like two of those,” pointing to a small gold heart-shaped pendant with a small diamond in the base of the heart.
“Do you do engraving as well?” I asked.
As the woman retrieved two boxes from below the counter she replied, “of course sir. What would you like them to say?”
“They’re for the two ladies with me. I want you to engrave one of them with the word ‘Slut’ and the other ‘Whore’.”
The look of shock on her face was priceless. “Are you sure?” she asked, looking at the two women as if she expected them to protest my request.
“I am.” After sneaking one last look at Omolara and Chinaza, the lady finally went over to the other counter and began the engraving process. Nothing further was said, but the look of disapproval she gave the girls as she handed me the bag with my new purchases was quite entertaining.
As we continued our walk through the shopping plaza, I handed the bag to Omolara and said, “these are for your collar slut. This way you’ll know which one belongs to which.”
She took the bag. “Thank you, sir.”
At the end of the next corridor, we found ourselves at the entrance to one of the large stores. Heading in, we made our way over to the swimsuit section. I was pleased to see that it was quite busy in this area of the store as we began browsing the swimsuit racks.
Turning to my wife I asked, “I want you to pick out some styles of bikinis for Chinaza that you think I will enjoy seeing her in. I want them to leave very little to the imagination,” I added as she began to turn away.
After several minutes of rifling through the racks, my wife began to hold up potential suits for me. After selecting several promising ones, I asked Omolara, “are these suits her size?”
“Yes sir.”
“I want you to find those suits in a size smaller then.”
After exchanging the suits for smaller sizes, we made our way over to the changing rooms so that Chinaza could try them on for me. I purposely selected the changing room closest to the entrance, ensuring that the maximum amount of traffic would pass by her curtain as well as the fact that it was also in view of the main area of the swimsuit section.
Once Chinaza was inside of the cubicle, I handed her the first suit and directed her to put it on. As I closed the curtain behind her, I purposely left it open a small gap so that anyone passing by would be provided an unhindered look at her.
The first few people to pass by took no notice of the gap, but one fellow, who was obviously here with his wife as she tried on some suits, walked slowly by and casually glanced over at the curtain as he did so. He was several steps past the curtain when his brain finally registered what he had seen and he stopped dead in his tracks.
He then took several paces back until he was once again standing in front of her curtain and had an unencumbered view of Chinaza’s nakedness.
She was just in the act of stepping into the bottom portion of the bathing suit when she caught the movement out of the corner of her eye and glanced up in shock at the stranger watching her dress. Embarrassed, she hastily finished pulling on the bottoms and quickly reached for the too-small bikini top.
When she had finally fastened the top, she opened the curtain the rest of the way and stepped out of her cubicle.
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