The Making of a Submissive Wife (Suzi’s Journey Book 1)

Suzi and Damion continued to look for new ways to test Suzi’s submission. After neglecting herself and her husband and nearly losing her marriage as a result, she made pleasing her husband a high priority. And her husband was very demanding! Over the last year, she had tried men, women, couples, bondage, S&M and much, much more. She didn’t think that there was anything left to try. She was wrong.

‘So Sweetheart,’ said Damion, over his morning paper. ‘How do you fancy a bukkake?’

‘A what?’

‘It’s basically where a whole load of men coat you in spunk from head to toe!’

‘Oh!’

‘Pass the marmalade will you!’

Suzi spent the rest of the day on the internet, researching bukkake and trying to figure out what Damion had in mind. He’d told her they were going to a club on Saturday night and bought her a new dress to wear but wouldn’t be drawn any further than that.

Saturday night came at last and Suzi was still none the wiser. Damion came out of the shower as she put her make up on and she had another go at getting information.

‘So, some men wank on me, that’s it, is it?’

‘I’ll try to make the evening a little more fulfilling than that for you, Darling,’ he said, pecking her on the cheek. Suzi sighed and looked at herself in the mirror. At thirty seven, she was still bloody gorgeous. Her brunette bob framed a cute face and her body was nothing less than delicious; her large, firm tits still defied gravity and her skin glowed with youthful vitality. She was very hard for any man to keep his hands off.

That included her husband, who was slipping his arms around her from behind and kissing her neck.

‘Mmmm, that feels nice, sweetheart, but we don’t have time,’ she protested.

‘We’ll make time’’ replied her husband, picking her up and throwing her on the bed.

About an hour later, they were pulling up in front of Dome de Plaisir, the sex club Damion had been promising to take his wife to for months. The club itself didn’t reveal anything from the outside but the clientele looked promising. As they queued to get in, Suzi had already made friends with two women. Monique was a lovely tall and slim lady in her late twenties, a regular attendee with her boyfriend, Claude. Sally was apparently on her own; a gorgeous little blonde of thirty six. Suzi made a promise to herself to find them inside; she was pretty keen on tasting them both.

They got inside without too much of a wait and were both pleasantly surprised by the ambience. They were greeted by a hostess, who hugged them both and kissed them on the cheeks. After confirming their membership and picking up complementary towels, they joined a tour of the club. After touring a luxurious bar and lounge area, they were taken through the play areas. There was a steam room, a sauna, a gigantic spa and a swimming pool. People were mostly naked and pretty uninhibited around each other, they noted. Then the play rooms: There were dungeons, ‘soft play’ rooms, two fantasy rooms and more. And then the arena. This was basically another play room but about four times the size of the others. There were plenty of chairs around, which gave it almost an auditorium feel.

As the group passed through, there was a show of sorts playing. A plump little red head had her head and arms fastened in a set of Mediaeval stocks as a leather clad Mistress striped her wriggling arse. At least twenty men and a similar number of women crowded around her, clearly hoping to use her when the opportunity arose. An older lady was already getting involved; she knelt underneath the arched body and had one of the girl’s succulent nipples in her mouth.

‘What do you think of the show?’ Damion asked his wife.

‘Lovely,’ came the reply.

‘Good,’ said Damion. ‘We’ve got the room booked at one am!’

The tour finished and the couple went to strip off their clothes, wrapping themselves with their towels. They decided to start with the spa and were soon sat chatting to several couples, all as naked as themselves.

‘So, any other club virgins like us?’ Damion asked the group.

The bubbly blonde with big tits sat next to him put her hand up like she was at school. ‘That’s us,’ she gushed. ‘We’ve been meaning to come for ages but it never worked out.’

Damion had a good look at the girl. In her early twenties, with an innocent little china-doll face, she was very well endowed. ‘So, virgin anywhere else?’ he ventured, reaching between her legs under the frothy water.

The woman squeaked like a mouse and her husband put a protective arm over her shoulder. ‘There may be somewhere that Cherry hasn’t given up to me yet, but tonight may be the night,’ he chuckled.

Suzi snorted behind her hand and wine came out of her nose. ‘We’re Suzi and Damion,’ she said. ‘Nice to meet you both, what are you into?’

The tall, dark haired young man leaned across the pool and offered his hand in a very formal sort of way. ‘Hi, I’m Anthony,’ he said. ‘And we’re in to pretty much everything … and everyone!’ He scooted across the pool and put his hand on Suzi’s shapely breast. ‘Do you mind?’’ he asked, clearly aiming the question at Damion.

Damion chuckled and Suzi just smiled, which Anthony quite rightly took as permission. Leaning over the much smaller woman, he kissed her passionately and his other hand disappeared into the foam.

‘Quid pro quo,’ Damion smiled and bent his head to take one of Cherry’s large red nipples into his mouth.

Cherry’s tits were clearly sensitive. She threw back her head and moaned, ‘Ooooh!’

The other two didn’t waste any time. Anthony was sitting on the side of the pool, sporting a very impressive erection which Suzi was working slowly into her well-practiced mouth. ‘Christ!’ Anthony exclaimed. ‘You’ve done this before, haven’t you?’

Suzi let him slip from her mouth. ‘Once or twice,’ said the more experienced woman before swallowing him in one, much to Anthony’s obvious delight.

Damion lifted Cherry onto the side and gently but firmly spread her legs, before lowering his head down to her glistening sex.

If Cherry’s tits were sensitive, the reaction from that was nothing compared to the noise she made when Damion’s tongue made contact with her clitoris. In a room that was already groaning with sex noises, she got everyone’s attention with her long, shuddering sigh. She looked so incredibly horny, that Damion just had to penetrate her. After a few more token licks, he stood up, braced himself on the poolside and entered her with a long, steady thrust.

Anthony hadn’t been hanging around either. Suzi was leaning forward with her weight on her forearms as the young man humped her quickly from behind. The horny housewife was well on the way to her first orgasm of the evening when a pair of shapely thighs appeared either side of her head and she found herself looking down into a beautifully trimmed brunette bush.

‘Do you mind if we join you?’ asked a familiar, lightly accented voice. To her delight, Suzi recognised Monique, the lovely lady from the door queue and realised that Claude wouldn’t be far away. And sure enough, as she lowered her head to eat out her new friend, she felt her hand being placed around a sizeable cock, which she felt obliged to start rubbing.

Anthony couldn’t take much of this rush of stimulation. After a few more frantic thrusts, he came inside Suzi’s pussy. Monique saw an opportunity and quickly pulled herself out from under Suzi’s face to push Anthony to one side. ‘Come on, Cherie,’ she said to Suzi. ‘Pop yourself up here,’ and she patted the poolside.

Suzi sat herself down and was immediately attacked on two fronts. Monique pressed her head to her open slit to start slurping up the combined love juices and Claude stood on the poolside, straddling Suzi’s hips as he fed a considerable cock to her hungry mouth.

By this time, Damion had passed Cherry on to one of the other couples from the pool and took up station behind Monique’s slender bottom. Grabbing her slim hips, he slowly but surely pressed himself into her and by the angle of entry and the way her lady lover suddenly stiffened, Suzi realised he had gone for the smallest hole he was so fond of.

Suzi was back to being the meat in a couple sandwich, a place she loved. And Damion was balls deep in a hot and tight lady’s arsehole; equally in heaven. As Monique relaxed a little, he began a steady routine of hard humping, pushing the lovely lady forward to mash her little face against his wife’s sloppy cunt.

Claude was relentless with his face fucking. Grabbing Suzi’s head, he thrust his big cock straight down her throat, over and over. This is exactly how the submissive Suzi loved to be used and with the constant stimulation to her clit, she was not going to last long. Sure enough, she was first to blow. Her hips came off the side of the spa pool and Monique’s mouth went with them, latched to her labia. Her muffled moaning massaged Claude’s manhood and sent him over the edge too, flooding Suzi’s mouth with an improbable amount of cum to gulp down.

As soon as she came down, Suzi saw that Monique was also very close from Damion’s now quite savage buggering. Lowering herself into the water, she gently took one of the proffered, upturned nipples into her mouth and cupped Monique’s pudenda in her hand, quickly being rewarded by sudden warmth as Monique came.

Damion was last to finish but did so in style, pulling Monique onto his cock by her hips and smashing into her so hard, it caused a mini tsunami in the pool. All finished, he kissed Monique on the cheek, politely thanked her and led his wife out of the pool by the hand. ‘Who’s up for a show?’ he asked.

‘We’ll take a break in the bar,’ replied Monique. ‘Perhaps we’ll see you later?’

‘You betcha,’ gushed Suzi, bending down to kiss her new girlfriend on the cheek.

Damion and Suzi made their way back to the arena, the big room where they had seen the girl being whipped on the tour. The place was crowded now and whatever was going on was clearly popular. Politely pushing their way through the naked bodies, they managed to get a couple of seats near the front and settled to watch, while their own bodies recovered.

A petite little redhead; not long out of her teens, had been brought in by her Mistress for a good fucking. She was well restrained, with her elbows cobbled together behind her back and ankles fastened to one another with a long chain. A smaller, matching chain ran between her breasts, fastened to golden hoops that went through her pierced nipples. The finishing touches were a leather, studded slave collar and blindfold and a ring gag that was getting plenty of service.

She was on her knees with a young man pumping her throat. The queue of erections made it clear she was in for a hard time.

Suzi looked around at the scores of people crammed into the room to watch the girl being taken. She realised it wasn’t much more than an hour until she would be the centre of attraction for these people and the thought sent a delicious tingle of fear and excitement down her spine.

As she looked back to the stage, she saw the little redhead being lifted bodily by a well-built blond man; both twice her size and age. He sat himself on a bench, turned the girl to face away from him and dropped her straight on to an enormous glistening cock. The girl let out a low moan through her gag and shuddered as he began to lift her up and down to pleasure himself.

Another young man grabbed a handful of hair and took full advantage of the ring gag, making her splutter as he pushed his long slim cock into her gullet. After he had been dislodged a few times by her bobbing up and down, the body builder stood up and held her in place by the hips while the men gave her a spit roasting to be proud of.

The show went on for a least another thirty minutes, the young lady being given no respite until she was finally left in a sweaty, cum-covered heap on the floor. Her Mistress then stepped in, scooped her up and carried her off into the bowels of the club.

There was about twenty minutes left until Suzi’s star turn and she was thirsty. She batted her eyelids at her husband. ‘Can I have a cocktail, Sweetheart?’

‘Come on,’ he said. ‘Let’s go and hang in the bar for a few minutes.’

As soon as they got to the bar lounge, they bumped into their lovely French friends. ‘There you are,’ Monique gushed. ‘Let’s have an Amore Vietato together.’

‘Forbidden love,’ Damion chuckled. ‘How appropriate!’

The girls settled down together in a corner booth, their naked thighs touching as they sipped on their blood red gin.

‘So what’s next for you guys tonight?’ Claude asked.

The older couple swapped a glance and Damion spoke. ‘I’ve arranged a special treat for my special lady. She’s having a bukkake in about ten minutes.’

‘Merde!’ Monique slipped back into her native French for a moment. ‘You are so brave!’

‘To be perfectly honest,’ Suzi said. ‘I’m bloody crapping myself at the idea.’

‘Right,’ said Monique. ‘We’ll do it together.’ She grabbed Suzi by the hand, leaving her barely enough time to neck her drink and led her back the way we had just come.

‘Your lovely wife is in good hands,’ said Claude. ‘I think we have time for a quick beer!’

After about a quarter of an hour, the men wandered over towards the noisy part of the club. They had to struggle through naked flesh almost from leaving the bar, the arena was absolutely jammed. It seemed everyone in the club wanted a part of this show.

And what a show it was. When they got close enough to see, it was a sight for sore eyes. Monique and Suzi were kneeling up, back to back and clasping hands. They already had spunk running down their faces and on to their tits and Suzi was blinking it out of her eyes. All the same, they both eagerly had their mouths open, waiting for the next load from the eight or nine men who were standing over them, furiously beating their meat.

‘Christ, they look so horny,’ said Damion, just as his wife took a big load in her hair.

The girls clearly thought so as well. As the men watched, Monique’s hand sneaked around to start massaging Suzi’s pussy. That lit a fuse in the horny wife who turned around and grabbed her friend by the head, snogging her deeply. All of a sudden, the men wanking over them and the many more who were waiting were completely forgotten. They arranged themselves into a sixty nine position and began vigorously licking each other out.

Not surprisingly, this live sex show significantly upped the sperm count and man after man flung his load all over the girls as they sucked, licked and came, over and over. They were still going strong, writhing and moaning when the last man had wanked over them. ‘Hey girls,’ Claude yelled. ‘The show’s over!’

Suzi lifted her head from between Monique’s splayed thighs and looked sheepishly at the guys, cum running off her chin. ‘Hey we’re having a party here.’

‘Time to clean up, ladies,’ Damion chuckled. And they did look a state. Both covered from head to foot in thick roping spunk.

‘Well, best make a start then,’ said Monique, dipping her head towards Suzi and licking the seed from her breasts.

The girls worked valiantly but they were coated in literally pints of the stuff. Looking around, Damion noticed several curious ladies still looking on, presumably wives and girlfriends of the men who had jacked off on the women. ‘Hey girls,’ he announced. ‘How about some help here?’

Several of the girls came straight across and shamelessly got stuck straight in, licking the men’s’ issue from the women’s body. The feel of several tongues on her body all at once gave Suzi a pleasure overload and she sank back on the floor with a sigh of pleasure, Monique soon to follow. The first few were quickly joined by others and before long, Monique and Suzi were buried in a seething mass of nubile female flesh. Damion couldn’t see his woman any more but the sighs, groans and moans made it very clear she was still having the time of her life.

When the mob of young women finally withdrew, there was little sign of spunk on the ladies’ bodies, although their hair was still a mess. They both lay back in a sweaty, exhausted mess to recover.

The ever-energetic Monique was first to get her breath back and pulled Suzi to her feet, leading her off to the showers. Damion and Claude went back to the bar and ordered another round.

The girls came back with company. Suzi had found their other friend from the door queue, Sally. The other two women were enthusiastically pulling Sally into the bar, her big tits bouncing as she went. They were all giggling like school girls.

Monique spoke up first. ‘There’s fifty minutes until the club closes, boys and we’ve got a plan.’  She paused for effect. ‘Suzi has remembered she hasn’t had Claude’s beautiful tool inside her…’

Suzi interrupted. ‘And Sally has never had a man in her arse before. I told her how good you are at breaking in ladies bottoms, my darling. And well, tonight’s the night!’

The men looked at each other and then swallowed their pints. ‘Lead on then girls,’ said an animated Claude.

Monique led them straight into the nearest playroom, which happened to be a dungeon. Turning and kissing Suzi on the cheek, she cheekily waved a pair of handcuffs at her. ‘We couldn’t use a dungeon without a bit of restraint now could we?’ she laughed. ‘Front or back, my sweet?’

Suzi compliantly held her arms out in front of her and Monique slapped the cuffs on. Leading her by the wrists to a wide, flat bench, she pushed her girlfriend on to her back and clipped the cuffs into a fastener up by her head, ‘All yours,’ she said, blowing a kiss to her man.

Claude walked over and placed a warm hand on Suzi’s moist pussy, gently caressing it. ‘Are you ready for big Claude my kitten?’ he murmured.

‘Oh yes,’ said Suzi, looking down at Claude’s big cock, which was almost at full erection already. ‘Fill me up, big boy!’

Holding the horny housewife by the thighs, Claude eased himself inside her cunt, pushing on until he was fully enveloped in the snug, hot love tunnel. Suzi wasn’t shy with her appreciation, ‘Oh, fuck, you’re good,’ she cried.

As Claude began to steadily thrust in and out of his wife, Damion took Sally by her soft little hand and steered her towards a bed, which had a convenient table full of lotions and potions next to it. Easing her on to her front, he lowered himself to her pussy and sucked it for a few minutes to relax her before turning his attention to the little starfish, right in his eye line. With one hand on each cheek to pull her apart a little, he gently licked her smallest hole, rimming her.

Sally shivered and let out a little cry as Damion’s tongue made contact with her most tender flesh. Damion took that as encouragement and began to feverishly eat out her little bottom hole.

Sally started to go crazy, gripping the bed sheet with both hands and moaning with pleasure and Damion decided to seize the moment. Grabbing a tube of lube from the table, he generously coated his cock and then squeezed about quarter of the tube right up his partner’s arse, making her jump with the sudden coolness. Placing his engorged helmet against the little rosebud, he gently but firmly pushed forward until the head just rested inside.

Sally started to get very vocal again. ‘Oh my God, that feels weird’, she moaned, ‘but sooo good!’

Grabbing her by the hips for leverage, Damion pushed harder against a lot of resistance until he felt the girl’s sphincter give a little and his helmet popped inside her bum. Sally groaned, clearly feeling a little pain.

Damion leaned forward, kissing her on the neck and fondling her lovely tits. ‘Relax little one,’ he crooned into Sally’s ear. ‘It will hurt a little at first but will all be worth it if you just relax.’

Damion’s soothing tone helped and Sally did her best to relax as he slowly but surely eased his big cock into her virgin arse. It hurt her like hell but Christ it felt good as well.

Sally’s rear passage felt like heaven to Damion. He couldn’t remember feeling quite so good inside a woman. It was certainly an effort to open her up and he needed all of his strength braced against her hips to force a passage. He eventually got all the way in and stopped for about half a minute to let her get used to the feeling of being filled up. Once he felt her buttocks relax a little under him though, he started to slowly thrust.

As his cock started its journey back out, Sally’s head came up off the bed and she shouted at the top of her voice, ‘ Oh my fucking God, yes!’

Suzi looked across from the bench with a smile, she knew exactly how that felt. She was, however, not feeling so bad herself. Claude’s magnificent cock had her well on the way to her second orgasm already.

None of them lasted long. The rhythmic slapping and animalistic cries from Sally’s buggering sent Suzi over the edge again and she clamped on to Claude’s cock so hard that he had no chance of avoiding blowing his stack. And that’s exactly what he did, filling her cunt with a full load of hot spunk.

Monique was standing by for another drink of man juice and was only too happy to lap up her man’s issue from her girlfriend’s pussy. While she went to work, Suzi propped herself up on one elbow to watch her husband finishing in Sally’s accommodating bum.

The vinegar strokes were clearly approaching. Damion was using Sally’s tits like handles to smash her back against him as he humped her arse as hard as he could. Sally was now delirious with pleasure and making the oddest noises that Suzi could ever recall hearing from a fucked woman.

With one final big thrust, Damion came with a loud groan and Sally just exploded with ecstasy, screaming at the top of her lungs. They collapsed together on the bed and the girls went across to cover Sally in kisses and congratulate her on being so brave.

Damion and Suzi left the club completely sated and with a new collection of phone numbers.