Lost Bet-Part 4 By Pippa

The dungeon area was home built but very well equipped, with lots of different bits that would restrict the 'user' in bonds of various kinds. There were other pieces of equipment that I was totally unfamiliar with too, but they all looked very interesting.

"I think we ought to start her off gently." Said Jacky looking at Jerry and then smiling at Lisa and I. "Let's go and eat. We'll see how good a servant she makes, then we'll take things from there."

We all made our way upstairs and sat ourselves down at the kitchen table.

"You will serve us with our food now Pippa, then you will retire to our bathroom and redo your make-up. You look a state and, we all like our playthings to look pretty, wanton and sexy."

Pippa obeyed without so much as a mutter, things were going well, I thought. When she returned, she looked great, having tidied up her outfit and redone her make-up perfectly. We'd just about finished eating by then too and instructed Pippa to wash up and, then to follow us into the front lounge. Jacky asked me if I thought we should 'Dress' for the occasion, unsure of what she meant I asked her to show me what she had in mind. She showed me upstairs to the main bedroom and opened a large closet in the corner of the room. Before my eyes were a selection of leather and PVC outfits, most of them very revealing yet equally sexy!

"I think that there are some items here that'll fit you." Jacky stated. "Do you like the idea of dressing as a Mistress?" She asked.

"Will you help me find something? I've never tried anything on like this before and, I'd like to look really sexy and powerful."

My head was reeling at the thought of being dressed in all this sexy fetish gear.

"Will you ask Lisa to join us too, I'd like all 3 of us to make the impact, if you don't mind.”

Plus the fact that I'd love to feel your sexy bodies through it, I thought to myself, imagining the scene. The next thing I knew, the three of us were naked in the bedroom and, helping each other into various sexy bits of gear. The feel of Lisa and Jacky's hands over my body was almost too much to take and, I could feel my pussy juicing up rapidly. Jacky was the one to bring me back to earth, by unexpectedly saying:

"Helen. Lisa. I think were revved up enough by now and, we all look the part so, let's get started with our little toy downstairs. Jerry can get changed too that way, not having to keep an eye on the little vamp anymore."

Therefore, so it was, we tidied ourselves up a little and headed for the lounge looking absolutely stunning in our leather fetish gear. All three of us were sopping wet and horny as hell! We found Pippa in what was becoming an all too familiar position, kneeling in front of Jerry, with her glossy red lips firmly around his cock.

"Is she naturally this talented or has the little slut been practicing?" asked Jerry, the expression on his face showing how good the 'head' was that Pippa was attacking with gusto.

"We've introduced her to it a couple of times, so far. She seems to have a talent for it though it would seem." I replied, smiling broadly at the scene before me. Jerry continued controlling Pippa's head while all the time setting the pace and rhythm.

As the pace increased and his breathing became more erratic, Jerry started ramming his throbbing missile deep into Pippa's throat. A deep moan escaped from his taught neck, as he pumped seemingly endless gushes of sticky fluid into her face. We all watched fascinated by how hard Pippa was trying to swallow every last drop of it. She very nearly managed too, with only a few droplets escaping over her juicy red lips and, onto her top. Jerry released her head and looked down at her.

"Well done Pippa, if you continue like this, you might even enjoy yourself!" He said, licking his lips as he did so. "I'm off for a shower," he said to we three bitches on heat, "Why don't you get her 'properly' dressed love? In the full kit I think." He said to Jacky as he left the room.

"What did he mean by that?" I asked casually.

Jacky explained that her gear included a full M/F transformation kit, leaving the wearer as a completely submissive and very sexy looking TV slut. We decided to get Pippa to perform a little striptease for us; she did so awkwardly enhancing her humiliation. When she was fully naked Jacky had Lisa help her tie Pippa hand and foot, over what looked like a leather massage table. She nodded approvingly at how well we had done. She fetched some lubricating jelly and generously applied it to Pippa's arse, then she fetched a leather strap and as I realised what it was, she slipped a 4" butt plug all the way in there. She strapped a leather device over it and around her waist, securing it tightly in position. Next, she decided to stick silicon 'falsies' over her chest, making Pippa's breasts look almost real. The couch that she was secured to rose up vertically, allowing us to put a really tight leather corset on her, which narrowed her waist to a remarkable 22"! A harness was now attached to Pippa's penis, holding it up between her legs making it look like a closed up pussy. A leather studded bra held her new tits in place, it was time to release her and finish the job. Fishnet stockings attached to the corset, and led to 6" calf length boots that we were making Pippa wear. The French maid outfit slid over the top, giving Pippa a strangely futuristic look. We spent the next thirty minutes laughing, as we tormented Pippa into learning to walk in those heels, with her plug inside her. Jerry looked at the three girls fully equipped as the 'Dom' Mistress' they intended to play and said:

"I think the time has come for us to take the lovely 'Pippa' downstairs, Ladies. Any objections?"

The three sexy girls looked knowingly from one to the other, finally looking to Helen my wife for her blessing.

"Let's do it. I really think I'm going to enjoy this and, who knows? Phil, I mean Pippa might too!"

I couldn't believe that I'd actually heard these words come out of Helen's mouth but secretly I was thrilled to know I would soon be totally helpless. Obedient to these people's every whim!

"Follow Mistress Jackie down the stairs, Pippa." Jerry ordered sternly. "Be careful not to trip up either, remember your new heels."

Gingerly and with my head bowed slightly, I began the journey that would forever change me and, the role I played in the bedroom with my wife Helen. Mistress Lisa followed close behind me, Master Jerry was next and closing up the rear was my lovely wife Helen. As we entered the dimly lit basement, I felt a surge of adrenaline pump through me, it was thrilling yet frightening all in one.

"Do you have any preferences, Ladies?" Jerry asked nonchalantly.

"Please Jerry," replied Mistress Lisa; "I'd like her over the spanking horse first, if you don't mind."

"Of course, a good starting place if I do say so myself." He replied.

In the middle of the floor was what looked like a shortened vaulting horse, the type of thing used by gymnasts. Instead of the two handgrips, though there was a kind of saddle built into the middle of it. It was wide enough for a person's waist and, lower ribcage to be comfortably placed over it. Underneath it, there was leather harnesses fixed firmly to a metal floor-pan fairly close together at the front and quite widely spaced at the back.

"Bend over the centre of the spanking saddle and, stretch your arms out in front of you." Ordered Mistress Lisa, who had obviously used the apparatus before now.

I complied immediately, a frisson moving down my spine.

"Helen, would you be as kind as to fasten his wrists in the cuffs? Jackie, do his ankles too, would you?" I heard Mistress Lisa instruct.

Before I knew it, I was securely fastened and unable to move from my supine position. Bent double and fastened, legs akimbo, holding my bum cheeks taut apart.

"Have you any birch twigs, Jerry?" asked Mistress Lisa innocently? "The sting is always preferable in a novice I find."

"We certainly do, Lisa," came a reply from Mistress Jackie. "I'll just fetch a couple. Would you like them long or short? Oh, and would you like them to be ones with lots of heads?" she asked knowingly.

"Long, I think I'd prefer and yes, the bushier the better. Young and springy, if you have any available."

Though I couldn't see her face, I could hear the anticipation in her voice. She was really looking forward to reddening my backside and thighs. Though I was now trembling a little with fright, my insides were tingling with expectation. I was going to be thrashed by a friend of my wife's whilst two strangers and she were going to watch and, all with her blessing!

 

Continued...