Carl Hamada entered his house and Jessica cheered. "Hi daddy! Welcome home!" "Hi there kitten! Don't you look gorgeous! Big date  tonight?" "No daddy, it was because you were coming home!" "Huh?"

Just then, Jennifer Hamada came out of her bedroom in a white sun dress that extended just below her knees, light blue stockings and white four inch heels. "Hi honey!," she said, kissing him hard. "Wow! What's with the big reception?" Carl also noticed that Jennifer and Jessica had the good silverware and china laid out on the dining room table. "Honey, Jessica and I are sure you dealt with a lot of bullshit this week, like you do every week, and we wanted to show you that we really appreciate what you go through to put food on the table." "Fuckin' A, thanks you guys, but you didn't have to go to all this trouble." "Daddy, come here and  give me a kiss," Jessica demanded. "Sure kitten," he said, picking her up and giving her a quick peck on the lips.

They plowed through the four course meal that Jennifer and Jessica prepared for him, topped off by a nice red wine, except for the milk Jessica had because she didn't drink alcohol. Jessica then excused herself and went to her bedroom and closed the door. Jennifer stood up and unzipped the back of her dress and let it fall to the floor, revealing her light blue bustier, panties and thigh high stockings with patterned top bands as well as the white four inch heels. "Holy shit, Jen! You look smokin' hot!`" he praised.

"Come on baby, sit on the couch so I'll have more room to entertain you," Jennifer told him. Carl moved to the sofa and Jennifer began giving him a lap dance, at times climbing on top of him and grinding her pussy against his cock through their apparel. Carl was hooting and hollering like he was at a strip club. "Would you like to go to the VIP room with me sweety?" she tempted. "Oh yeah, I'm definitely there," Carl said, his heart racing  and his cock as stiff as as a pastor in a whorehouse. She grabbed his hand and led him into their bedroom, sitting on the end of the bed while she resumed her gyrations. "Are the customers allowed to touch the girls here?" he questioned jokingly. "Mmmmmm, just you big man," Jennifer  riposted with a sinful smile. "I think I'm going to be a regular customer then," he chuckled. She bent over with her ass just above his knees. "Want to put some giddy up in this horsie stud?" she winked. "Yes Ma'am," he shot back in a bad southern accent before delivering a hard slap to her butt. "I don't know if that's enough to spur this horse," she lead on. Carl reared back and gave her posterior two more hard, loud impacts. "Ummm, now I think the horsie is feeling motivated."

She sat astride him as she was still feeling the heat of his brief spanking and commenced grinding herself on his cock again. She pulled her bustier down, causing her big teardrop shaped tits to jiggle out. He bowed his head and put her left nipple in his mouth as she held his head against her. "Oh yeah baby, get your dessert," she smiled. Carl loved the sensation of the rubbery but nonetheless fleshy milk duct in his mouth, using his tongue to rub the head of it before pulling on it with his lips, Jennifer moaning and her gash gushing.

"Would cowboy like to saddle this pony up?" Jennifer grinned. "Yeah, but I'm gonna ride her hard." "Mister, we breed 'em to be hardy here." "Glad to hear that. I think I'm going to tie this pony to that hitching post so she doesn't run away." Carl stripped and then used one end of his shirt to tie Jennifer's hands together and then wound it around one of the bed posts and knotted it off while he had her lay on her stomach on the bed. He jerked her panties off and parted her legs and propelled his thick cock into her. "Oh God Carl, I love how your dick feels inside me," she sighed. "And I love how comfortable this ride feels already," he said, continuing the equine analogy. He began screwing his wife earnestly, loving how her wet cunt felt as it gripped his organ, the friction inside of her heating both of their passions, her pussy making obscene sounds while he plundered her. "Come on horsie, let's see some galloping," he growled and then slapped her butt hard, making her push her hips backward to fuck herself with his cock. "Come on horsie, faster!" he demanded, slapping her ass again, as she continued to pump her pussy on his cock. His cock and the throbbing of her ass from his slaps elevated her endorphin output and she was being pushed up that pleasure mountain now. "Is horsie loving how she's being ridden?" Carl interrogated. "Oh God yes baby, ride me harder! Put your brand on me!" she squealed. He slapped her forcefully five times in quick succession and then gathered her pony tail in his hand, pulling  her head up.

She was gasping bigtime now and Carl reamed her pussy with all the strength he could muster and a pleasure bomb detonated inside of her, her short, fast breaths creating a maelstrom of ecstasy in her torso and  then on up to her brain. Carl slapped Jennifer's now red behind two more times and she was fading away, her subconscious calling for him to really overpower her, to conquer her, to own her. She was panting again, every breath now like being given a drug as his meaty hand conveyed the power potential of his body everytime it struck her ass, her pussy greedily clenching his cock and making her cum for the second time, the convulsion  feeling like what would happen if a heart attack carried pleasure with it rather than pain. He laid three more of the best on her ass as his ardor  was attaining apogee, culminating in a fusillade of baby batter plastered on her cervix. He collapsed on top of her, the nerve endings in her back dispatching the sensation of the heat from his body up her spine.

Her mind was in a fog, the gauzy state of her thinking clouded by a combination of her subconscious need for submission, the orgasms and the physical energy she expended. Carl's dick deflated out of her and he lethargically rose and freed her from the bedpost. Carl looked at his wife's face and saw her mouth half open, her eyes almost closed and in a stupor. He shook her. "Jen? You okay?" "Yes honey. You gave me such intense orgasms that  they took a lot out of me," she half lied. Well lied only because she didn't know yet what was causing her to feel like she had drunk a fifth of whiskey when she got super excited sexually. "Here honey, come here and lay with me," Carl entreated. She groggily turned her body and slid it over next to him, as he had his head propped on a pillow, which was leaning against the headboard. "How are you feeling  babe?" he inquired. "Really good and feeling super peaceful," she disclosed. He was relieved that she was okay. "I guess I just gave her more than she could handle," he bragged to himself. He cuddled her as they eased into a well earned slumber.

Saturday, Mike came over to Jessica's and then Jessica called her mother over and whispered, "trainee is wanted by Master." Jennifer  followed Jessica into the latter's bedroom. Mike had Jennifer push her bikini bottoms down and he inserted a butt plug into her before stipulating that she pull her bottoms back up. "Your Master had forgotten about your anal sex training. You will wear the plug until dinner time and then clean it and put it back in this plastic bag," Mike ordered. "Yes Master," she quietly assented.

"Fucktoy tells me she heard a couple dozen loud slaps coming from trainee's bedroom last night. So he's continuing to spank you?" "Yes Master." "Did you encourage him to do so?" "Yes Master." "Excellent!" Jennifer then raised her hand. "Yes trainee?" "Master, when the sex, especially the spanking, gets heavy, trainee's mind starts to drift a lot and she feels like  she's drunk. Is that normal?" "Yes it is. Fucktoy does that a lot. It's called 'sub space'. You have such a strong desire to submit that your body and mind surrender all free will and consciousness so that they can be turned over to whoever you are serving. Does trainee enjoy her sub space episodes?" "Very much Master." Jessica raised her hand. "Yes fucktoy?" "Master, your little Asian fucktoy would like to ask trainee if her zoning out  into sub space caused daddy any concern." "Trainee?" "Yes Master. Trainee's husband asked her if she was okay.." "What did trainee tell him?" "Trainee told him that the orgasms he gave her just took a lot out of her, Master." "Not a bad answer generally. Yet, it still shows that trainee is ashamed to admit she is a submissive to her husband. I don't like that because then trainee is hiding part of herself from the husband she wants to submit to. Does trainee understand where the problem is there?" "Yes Master."

"Okay, we have taken enough time away from trainee's serving of her husband," Mike remarked. "Trainee, before you begin making dinner, you will put the benwa balls in yourself. When dinner is over, you will clean them and drop them into this other plastic bag. You will also somehow find time to work on your deep throating today. Does trainee understand?" "Yes Master." "Good girl trainee. We'll be over at my house jamming if you need us." "Yes Master. Thank you Master."

Jennifer was able to accomplish all her assignments for the day. She phoned Jessica and then asked for Mike, proposing that she let her husband catch her looking at a bondage site on the net or watching a bdsm movie on an adult pay channel. Mike complimented her on her willingness to at least partly put herself out there, but when he thought about it, he wanted her to hold off because he preferred to deliver a completed product to Carl, one that can deep throat, engage in anal and whose pubic muscles would be strong enough to give both him and her the most pleasure possible.

Sunday, Jessica, because Mike wasn't coming over until noon, was charged with inserting the butt plug into her mother's anus. "When  Master arrives, you will put the benwa balls inside yourself and you will keep them there for an hour after he leaves. Does trainee understand?" "Yes Mistress." "Good girl, trainee." Jessica said. And she did as she was told. When Mike entered her daughter's bedroom, Jennifer followed and placed the balls in her pussy in front of both of them. Jessica was being hard on her mother because Jennifer wanted to be able to please her husband and Jessica knew that half assing things would not do that. Jessica and Mike left after talking to Jennifer for a half hour, counseling her on being patient and letting things evolve as they will and to learn from the journey. "With fucktoy," Mike elucidated, "her submission happened very gradually and organically. Now I'm not interested in anal, so I didn't push that on her. Therefore I can't speak to exactly how long it takes to prepare a sub to have regular sex in her backdoor, but I think we can get trainee at least a good ways there when she is finished with her other lessons and it will be easier on her than if we hadn't done anything at all.".

When Jessica came home for dinner, she instructed her mother that she will suck Carl's cock to help him sleep so he will be well rested for the start of another rat race Monday and she will also do anything else he wants sexually. Jennifer consented to that and at bedtime her mouth was filled full of Carl's cum, which she managed to gulp down.

Jessica, though, phoned Mike later that night asking to be allowed to masturbate. "Your little Asian fucktoy has to confess, Master, that telling trainee what to do really turned her on." "Oh really? Does fucktoy wish to make trainee her slave?" "No Master. Your little Asian fucktoy can see her being her sister slave, but otherwise, she enjoys the closeness that has been fostered with her mother more than anything else." "Fucktoy is permitted to masturbate. Master loves his fucktoy. Goodnight ip." "Your little Asian fucktoy loves Master. Goodnight Mike."

Monday, Jennifer was permitted to dress regularly for breakfast. She gave Carl another hummer and he set out for his workplace feeling like the big king dick of the century.