it was humiliating for male pride. For disobedience, Mrs. began to whip me with a whip on the back, buttocks, and that especially hurts the testicles. I resigned myself and said that I really want to be let down. Mrs. put on a strapon and began to penetrate my ass. At first she did it slowly, but after the hole widened, the pace increased. I began to moan with pleasure like a woman. Then the Lady approached me from the front and ordered me to suck on a strapon. Periodically, I received a palpable slap. At this time a young gentleman entered the room. The blonde knelt down, kissed his hand, said that the holes of the new slave were designed and he himself was ready for further use.

“Good work, I knew you could do it.”

He approached me, hit hard on the bottom, then took me by the hair and said:

- Well, what a slut, like, but in the end he was at the beginning.

I decided that there was no reason to resist, anyway it would all be over in the evening, so why not relax and enjoy. That is why I thanked the Lord for my new position and kissed his hand.

- That's better. Dress him up as a prostitute, he turned to the kneeling blonde, and lead us. Did not want to become a slave, will become a slave.

I thought that they would put me in a game suit and that would cost me everything, but I was wrong. Mrs. shaved me completely, put on a wig, put on a make-up, put on a bra, panties with a belt and stockings, a short skirt, a topic, completed the transformation with shoes on heels. On a leash, they led me to a common room, where Mr. and my wife were waiting for us. The spouse was completely naked, her tied arms were tied up with a rope up to the ceiling, and they put me in the same perspective opposite. The lord began to broadcast.

- So, a family reunion took place. See the “hole” (as he called my wife) what a lustful blyudya your husband turned out to be, even now lead to the panel, and also reproached you for licentiousness. I allow you to kiss.

On the emaciated but contented face of my little wife there were remnants of someone else's sperm, so the Lord turned out to be so generous. But I began to kiss my spouse with gusto, I realized that I even like it. After that, two masked men entered the hall, each of whom began to take possession of us. I tried to avoid looking at my wife, burning with shame that a man fucks me in the guise of a prostitute. We both began to moan. The gentleman approached, took his slaves by the hair and said:

- Do you like what you are doing? Answer you "hole", he turned to his wife.

- Yes Sir, I really like that fuck me like the last slut.

- Who is your master?

- My lord is you, I belong only to you, you are my sovereign, and I am your thing, property, toy, powerless slave, do what you want with me.

- And then who is your husband?

She looked at me and said that my husband is a slut, thirsty for pleasures, who must be well trained and fucked to turn into a good slave for the Lord.

- Well done “hole”, upbringing was not a gift for you, and you are a “little girl” - this time he started asking me similar questions. I understood in what spirit to answer them.

- I am your slave Master, thank you for lowering me and showing me my true face - the face of a whore who you can fuck whenever you want. I belong completely to you, as well as your whore wife belongs to you.

They put us on our knees, put our hands behind our heads and began to cum on our faces. We thanked for the sperm and by order of the Lord began to lick it from each other. Our humiliation continued for several more hours, after which we were released, taking a tidy sum from us and giving us a disc with our adventure. At home, we confessed to each other that we both really liked, because we got a real buzz from what was happening. However, we did not hurry to go to the agency again.

Six months later, a neighbor in the stairwell said that she had decided to rent the apartment to a young man, and since she needed to leave for the village, she asked me to give him the keys. What was our surprise when that same Master appeared at the threshold and stood at our door.

- That's the meeting! The world is small gentlemen, more precisely slaves! He said and laughed.

My wife and I confusedly looked at each other, handed the keys (and not only from the neighbor's apartment) to the young man, at the same time we knelt and kissed the feet of the guest.

- We are your property Mister !!!