HOW WE SERVE MASTER

Eloise is head of the property management firm. It runs our condo.

I’ve been wanting to get her in my bed for a while now. Here’s part of the conversation we had when I finally got her there:

“Goodness.”

“It’s alright. You’ll be OK.”

“Damn.”

“You’ll be alright.”

“I’ve never had clamps on my pussy before.”

“Put your hands behind your back.”

“What? Why?”

“I’m going to cuff you.”

“Taylor …”

“Call me ‘Mistress.’ And don’t question me.”

“Mistress. Yes, Mistress.”

“But it amuses me to tell you so I will.”

“Mistress. Thank you, Mistress.”

“I’m gonna take a leather strap to your ass. It’ll make you squirm and then the clamps will rub up against the mattress and hurt so much you’ll feel the desire to pull them off. That ain’t gonna happen.”

“Dear god!”

“Call me ‘Mistress,’ I said.”

Would you believe me if I told you that those two happy intelligent well-adjusted women that I’m sitting between — my wife Akira on my right and her girlfriend Kokoro on my left — would be, less than two hours after this photo was taken, be eating out each other’s pussy in a 69 on the bed in me and Akira’s condo?

It’s true. It’s very true.

And while they were doing it, I was wearing my devastating skintight catsuit, and whipping one ass, telling them to roll over, and whipping the other ass with my nine tails.

Wait a minute, you say. Your wife has a girlfriend? You let your sex slave wife have a girlfriend?

I do indeed. And she does indeed. Why? Because I love her, and because it makes her happy to have someone she can play around with as semi-equals in bed.

Kokoro, like Akira, is a financial player at the highest levels. Despite her fairly young age, she’s a senior VP at a multinational bank here in New York City.

And, of course, they have the Japanese culture in common and the language.

And they are both smoking, hot and sexy.

And are lippy, despicable gossips. If they ain’t talking about you, you ain’t worth talking about.

So yes, my wife has a girlfriend. And I do have a rule that punishes her for having a girlfriend. Whenever Akira and Kokoro are out together — whether to catch a show or grab a drink and chat — Akira must always do one thing.

Wear a butt plug.

Other than that, I usually leave them alone to find their own sexual pleasures together. But sometimes I just have to dominate them both.

I mean, shit. Look at them. Wouldn’t you want to have two hot mama-sans like that sharing your pussy?

Akira and I both enjoy ritual. As she once put it, ritual is like human sculpture in that, as in all art, it gives form to energy.

Her sexual submission to me includes a great number of rituals. I’m just going over one of them here.

When I feel a need or even just a desire to whip or lash Akira, I make her wear stockings and panties in addition to her stilettos.

When I spank her, she is in stilettos only.

She waits for me on the bed with her panties on, and just before I start to punish her (or give her a little needed maintenance) she pulls the panties down to her ankles and goes to all fours.

When the whipping is over, she slides off the bed — still with her panties around her ankles — and crawls to a corner of the bedroom and stays there until she stops crying

My wife, the whore.

I require Akira to look like this when I’m going to fuck her with one of my strap-on dildos, or as I call them, my girl cocks.

Is the typical whore look. I admit, it’s a bit cliché, but it makes me hard, ha ha.

And, yes, what you probably heard is true. If it’s lesbian strap on sex, it’s more than likely anal sex.

My lovely wife is taking it in the ass tonight.