Stocking Tops(Revised)Pt17
Nessus
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Stocking Tops Part 17
by Nessus
MC FemDom Mast Humil
I lay whimpering in the corner, my ass stinging from my tail plug and my
jaws hurting from the gag. Julie ignored me, readying the meal until I
heard a car drive into the garage. Julie rushed into the bathroom and
started running the bath.
Hope surged within me! Hannah would take pity on me, I knew it! She had to!
Julie stood by the door, turned to look at me with a smile and raised her
dress! She was wearing sheer black pantyhose with no panties and my cock
sprang into hardness.
The door opened and Hannah walked wearily into the room and smiled at the
glass of wine offered by Julie. "What a nice surprise," she said, taking
the wine.
"Here's another," Julie said, kissing Hannah passionately. They broke away
and Julie, taking Hannah's hand, led her towards me. "Come see our new
pet," she said. Hannah saw me then , her eyes widened in shock and I felt
elated. Hannah would free me! She would hate what Julie has done to me!
Dropping Julies hand and moving closer, she looked down at me. I tried to
make pleading looks with my eyes as Julie slipped her arms around Hannah's
waist and looked over Hannah's shoulder at me. "Doesn't he look gorgeous?"
she whispered in Hannah's ear.
Hannah started giggling, tried to stifle her giggles with her hand but gave
up, laughing loudly. "My god! He's a dog!" she exclaimed.
"Meet toy," Julie said, laughing herself and I knew I was defeated. It was
hopeless.
Hannah knelt to look at me holding my bridle as I tried to move my head
from her gaze. "He looks so different and," she screwed her pretty face,
"he smells. Phew!"
Hannah stood and Julie held her again as they looked at me. "He's just an
animal," Julie said and I hung my head. "Get up, puppy," she commanded and
I did as Hannah dissolved into giggles again.
"A tail!" she said in disbelief but laughing.
"Move your tail, puppy," Julie said and I knew I had to obey. Tears were
starting to form in Hannah's eyes as she watched me moved my tail from side
to side. "Look," said Julie pointing at my hard cock. "he's enjoying this.
Ring your bell, puppy," she said and I twitched my cock .
Hannah burst into laughter again at the sound of the bell and turned around
to face Julie. "Julie, you are so wicked," she said, looking deeply into
the other woman's eyes.
Julie took Hannah's hand and slid it up her skirt to her crotch. "Feel just
how wicked I am," she whispered.
"Your pantyhose is soaked," murmured Hannah. "You're so wet."
"Aren't you?"
"You'll have to find out," she whispered and I watched as Julie's hand slid
up Hannah's skirt.
"Oooooh," moaned Hannah and leaned into Julie. I was so aroused, my cock
throbbed and the bell rang.
"We're ringing puppy's bell," murmured Hannah and they giggled as they
hugged each other.
Julie held Hannah at arms length. "I've prepared you a nice hot bath. Why
don't you enjoy that bath, we have a nice dinner and then…..?" she raised
an eyebrow.
"Do I have to wait that long?" Hannah said softly and Julie nodded, smiling
broadly. "You're such a tease," protested Hannah. "But," she added with a
smile, "I love you for it."
Julie gave me a victorious smile as she led Hannah off to the bathroom.
Hannah did not look back. Not even once. I realised that, with a falling
heart, I was no longer important to my wife. All love had transferred to
Julie and I was an object, a thing of derision.
Julie returned and tinkered in the kitchen, preparing the meal while I
crouched next to the refrigerator, watching her. My eyes were glued to her
long, pantyhose covered legs as she moved around the kitchen, bending over
the oven and bench top. My cock bell tingled a lot and Julie looked over
every now and again, smiling at my hard cock.
She brought a cardboard box from the den, placed it on the coffee table and
then brought the plates of food to the table as Hannah, fresh and perfumed
in a simple dress, walked in. She was in bare feet and looked down at the
dinner table as Julie lit the candles. "Nice," she said. "You're
wonderful."
"Just what you need after a long day," Julie said, offering a glass of
wine.
Julie clicked my lead free from the collar and joined Hannah at the table.
For a few moments they ate in silence.
"This is wonderful," Hannah said and Julie beamed in pride.
"Thank you. I enjoyed preparing it for you."
Hannah looked over at me and smiled. "You certainly prepared him!"
Julie smiled back her. "My gift. Your own puppy." They both laughed and
then, Julie called, "Come here, puppy." I crawled over to the table as the
women giggled when the bell tingled.
Hannah beckoned me and I crouched next to her. "Good puppy," she laughed
and patted me on the head. Julie called me and I crawled to her and she
looked at me seriously. "Would you like me to take your bridle off?" I
nodded vigorously, my jaws aching. "If I do, puppies don't talk unless we
allow them to be a special talking puppy," she said. Hannah laughed as she
sipped her wine, watching me. "And special talking puppies always call us
Mistress. Understand puppy?" and I nodded again. Her cool fingers ran over
my face as she removed the gag and, at last, I was able to close my mouth.
"Down," said Julie pointing at the carpet next to the table. "Puppies put
their heads down," she reminded and I lay my head on the carpet, almost
under the table.
They ate in silence for a while, with quiet, smouldering looks passed
across the table. Just the clink of cutlery and glasses.
"I've put his wallet, car keys etc in that box," Julie said to Hannah,
pointing at the box on the coffee table "Puppy's don't need that stuff,"
giggling again.
"I'll cancel it all. What's in the envelope?"
"Souvenirs," Julie said, standing up and returning to her seat with a large
envelope. "Photographs of the days events." When she sat down, she
swivelled her legs slightly towards me and let them drift open.
While they examined the photographs of Julie had taken of me with gales of
laughter, I quietly moved forward, trying to look up Julie's dress. I knew
she didn't have panties on and I could just make out her crotch in the
sheer pantyhose. I strained to see more, my cock pulsing in hardness.
I was suddenly aware of silence at the table and, just as my cock bell
rang, I realised they were watching me, smiling.
"He's trying to look up my dress," explained Julie.
"Naughty puppy," Hannah giggled.
"Here, puppy," Julie said, moving her chair back and stretching her long
legs out after slipping her shoes off. "Come here."
My mouth dry, I crawled closer and crouched on all fours in front of her as
Julie slid one foot between my legs. I looked into her cold smiling eyes
and, remembering what she had said when she had reprogrammed me, realised
what she was doing. But I didn't care any more, I needed to cum!
Julie spread her legs and hiked her dress up to reveal her bald pussy in
the sheer black pantyhose. The bell rang loudly and I felt the my cock
touch her leg.
Staring at her pussy enshrined in the pantyhose, I found myself rubbing the
sensitive underside of my cock against her nylon covered leg. Faster and
faster I humped, groaning and staring at her pussy lips flattened against
the nylon gauze.
"Look," said Hannah. "He's humping your leg like a dog!"
Julie smiled down at me as I slid my slippery cock up and down against the
nylon of her pantyhose. "I told you he likes being a puppy," she said as I
got closer to the edge of orgasm, my eyes fixed on her pussy.
Trembling, thrusting in and out, rubbing myself against the nylon, I pumped
load after load of cum onto her leg with a anguished groan of pleasure. It
had been so long!
Humiliated, I looked down while Julie stared at the cum dripping from the
black nylon of her pantyhose. "Naughty, puppy," she scolded, her eyes
glinting. "Lick it up." I looked at her in shock but saw no pity in her
eyes. Bending down, I gingerly licked up my cum, swallowing quickly as the
salty taste dominated my mouth.
"Yuck!" exclaimed Hannah.
Julie rearranged her dress and that wonderful pussy disappeared from view.
She placed her plate on the carpet. "Here you are, puppy," she said,
grinning. "Some scraps." Humiliated even more than I thought possible, I
crouched over the plate and ravenously ate up the scraps while the women
watched and giggled. Hannah's plate was placed on the floor as well and the
women drank wine and chatted while I ate my scraps.
Pushing their chairs back, they took their glasses of wine and walked hand
in hand up the stairs to the bedroom as I watched them go. I heard giggles
from upstairs and I blinked back the tears.
A few moments later, Julie bounded down the stairs in her stocking feet.
"Wait, my love," she called up the stairs. "I forgot to put the dog out."
The lead was snapped onto my collar and she led me to the garage where she
fixed it to a pipe near a rough bed of rags next to Hannah's Porsche. With
a quick movement, the bridle and the gag was reapplied and, once again, I
was silenced. "I don't want you barking all night and disturbing us," she
grinned.
I looked up at her as she stood, hands on hips, grinning down at me. "So,
toy, you proved me right. Just as I knew you would. This," she said,
pulling her dress up to reveal her pantyhosed pussy, "drives you crazy." A
tiny laugh of victory. "I guess you know by now that humping our legs is
probably as close to our pussies your miserable cock is going to get! Sleep
tight." Laughing loudly, she flicked the light off and stepped back into
the house, closing the door behind her.
I felt miserable. My ass hurt from the butt plug and tail but, worse than
the physical pain, I felt mentally lost and shamed. In one short week I had
lost everything! Now, I had nothing and was nothing in the eyes of my wife.
Settling down in my bed of rags in the darkness and dreading the morning, I
cried myself to sleep.
End Part 17