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This is an edited version of Chapter 12. The original posting had some issues with text being in the wrong place. I apologize for whatever I did with that.
This is a biographical reflection on the cuckold/FLR lifestyle that my wife and I have lived over the past decade or so. If bisexuality, Female Lead Relationships, Cuckolding, Watersports, Humiliation, swinging, typos, and grammatical errors bother you, it may be best to not read any further.
Feel free to send me private comments or questions. Constructive feedback and your own experiences are very much welcome. This project is for me is about remembering how we got into the lifestyle and why. We have known many couples who entered into the Cuckold Lifestyle, but we are the only ones that we know that have continued long term with the lifestyle. The people we have known have stopped for many reasons. Unfortunately, most have broken up and are not still together.
While we have made many friends in the swinging and bdsm lifestyle, we are really not part of either. That is what is making me travel down our memories and ponder.

After meeting with Mistress Amy, Donna and I were busy. My welts healed and didn't really bother me beyond the next day. She demonstrated that she knew how to use the paddle and crop expertly. In the back of my mind was that Kali's Teeth device with the spikes from hell.
I was busy with work and the dojo. Donna was consumed with making improvements at the food pantry. I'm extremely proud of what she does there. We were both busy with planning for the Bisexual Meetup at the Hunting Hilton that was planned.
It turned out that the hotel management pretty much knew what was going on. In addition to the three rooms that Donna was reserving and everyone chipped in on for play, it turned out that most couples would book their own room so that they could have a private place to stay overnight. We ended up doing the same. We figured we didn't know what to expect. I was in charge of food and drink. I was stocking a self-service bar, we didn't want to drive home if we drank.
Outside of me giving Donna nightly foot rubs either as I was sitting on the couch with her or on the floor by her feet and Donna using me as her urinal a couple of times, we did not really sexually engage in that time. It is not that we were distant, we were just busy and tired.
The Saturday morning of the Bisexual Meetup, we woke up about 6:30 am, which is normal. I looked at the clock and thought that I have a 10am workout at the dojo with Jose and some students, then the rest of the weekend was dedicated to the Meetup.
I rolled over and Donna was staring at me. She asked me how I was doing and I told her I was nervous and excited.
She said, "I'm very excited too. I'm looking forward to being with Darryl. I'm not going to focus on you too much. You know your role, don't you? It is going to be a new challenge for you since it will be even more public than it has been."
I replied, "Yes Ma'am. I just want you to enjoy yourself. I know my place."
Donna smiled and said, "I haven't talked to you about this and think you have been extremely good about not whining about chastity. " She stroked my face. It seemed as if she was kind of patting me as a reward, like you would a pet.
Then she went on, "Jinxypie had said that I should try to keep you in chastity for a year to set the tone. I spoke to Mistress Amy about it and she tried to talk me into just keeping you in chastity. She gave some good arguments that I agreed with. Your dick is at best second rate. You aren't very good using it. Your orgasm doesn't do anything for anyone and the world doesn't need it."
Donna was holding my chastity and balls now, "...but I still miss it. It is like All American Burger in Massapequa. The burgers aren't the best, but for some reason people love them." She giggled.
Continuing Donna went on, "So, I've decided you're going to stay in chastity for a year. I'll come up with a reward for you on your anniversary when I let you out. You're almost half way there. What do you think about that."
I groaned and said, "Thank you ma'am for setting a limit. It is not going to be easy, but if it pleases you, it definitely continually reminds me that I'm your cuckold."
Donna added, "...and my faggot"
I smiled, "Yes Ma'am."
Donna shook her head up and down in agreement, then climbed and straddled my head. She slowly peed into my mouth her morning urine. I drank as she controlled her flow. When she was done and I licked her clean, she bent over me a couple of times and spit into my open mouth.
Looking down at me as I swallowed, she said, "I married quite the faggot. Is there any disgusting thing you won't do? Is there any disgusting thing you won't swallow or take in your faggot ass? What am I to think of my husband who is happy that I get better sex from other men and who wants to suck cock, get fucked and eat man-ass?"
With that, she got up to get going. She asyalı escort was going to head out to the gym for a quick work out then to get a manicure, pedicure, and her hair done. I could tell she was turning herself on by the things that she said. She was working herself up for the weekend ahead. She was also putting me in my place and it worked, I was in a very submissive frame of mind.
At the dojo, for the first time I was able to consistently beat Jose. He commented on it. I think it was me being in complete focus with everything that allowed me to perform so well. I thanked Donna for that. Sounds weird, I know, but perhaps if you practice martial arts, you may know what I mean. I wasn't taking out frustration. That would have been the opposite of what I was doing.
I was in the zone. I realized I had a smile on my face. Partly it was Donna's announcement of chastity lasting a year. It was humiliating. It was a challenge. It had an end in sight. These all registered with me as good things.
Donna and I took two different cars to the hotel. We had the main suite booked from noon. I had my bag for the weekend in the Trail Blazer and I ended up carting all of the booze and drinks myself. I used one of the hotel luggage carts to bring it all up to the suite and set it up. I got a few comments from people in the elevators about the drink. The management at the hotel were professional. I chuckled that they knew what was going on.
It turns out we booked most of a floor for the Meetup between the rooms for the group and the individual couples rooms. The hotel people knowing what to expect were able to isolate us in the hotel to keep our antics from potentially offending the other patrons.
Once I had the bar all set up I had a call from the people with the food. I let them know where to go. I got that all set. Some would be ready for the guests in the evening and through the morning, then I had breakfast for the next day. I think we had that part of it all squared away.
Donna arrived about 2pm and walked into the suite to check things out and the other booked rooms for the meetup. She looked beyond sexy. She had her had done, she had a glow to her and she was wearing her short black cocktail dress and black shoes. Nothing else. It was a relatively short dress and dipped to show her cleavage. You could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. It didn't cross the line to being obscene, but she wouldn't wear it this way for another event, that is for sure.
Donna walked up to me and gave me a deep kiss and asked me how things were going. I told her how things were set up and she complimented me. She told me the other rooms were all set as well.
Donna held my hand and said, "Marriages are give and take, even if you are my fag. I want us to have a few understandings this weekend. First, if you are ever given a choice of cock or pussy, even if the pussy is mine, you are to do what a fag does, choose cock. Do you understand?"
I replied, "Yes Ma'am. The fact that you're bringing it up, makes me know it will come up."
Donna kissed me again and said, "You're soooo smart. I'm a lucky girl. Now the next thing is a compromise so we can both have fun. I know I haven't been the kindest to you, so I'll give you a chance to enjoy the party."
She took out the Kali's Teeth device and said, "When this is on you, you are free to do what you want without restriction. You are still expected to be my fag, but if other women would like you to please them or play with you, you can. So long as this is on you. Agreed?"
I enthusiastically said, "Yes Ma'am!"
She smiled and we kissed for a while more. Beth and Mark then walked in.
Mark was dressed casually like I was. Beth was wearing a short dress. Not a black cocktail dress, but more of a beige. It looked great against her tanned skin. Her large chest was clearly without a bra and pushing through the dress fabric.
Donna hugged Beth and said hello, the took each of her nipples between her finger nails and squeezed and pinched them through the dress fabric. Donna said, "You're coming out of this dress. Lets get these nipples nice and pointy."
Beth's knees started to bend and the expression on her face was one of pure lust. I don't think donna had intended to go further, but seeing Beth respond that way, she twisted her nipples harder driving Beth to her knees. Beth was kneeling and moaning with her mouth open. Donna did what she loved to do and slowly spit into her open mouth.
Mark then said, "Let me get a taste of you before Darryl gets here. From speaking with him and hearing what you and Beth have talked about, it sounds like Darryl will be spending his time with you, Donna."
Mark made out with my wife in front of us. He ran his hand up her leg, under her dress, and put a few fingers into her pussy. He commented how wet she was.
After a while of kissing my wife and fingering her pussy, he took his hand from her and started to raise his wet fingers to Donna's ayaş escort mouth. She grabbed his hand and guided it to Beth's mouth. She greedily sucked them clean.
When Donna and Mark pulled themselves away from each other, Donna's dress was up around her tummy. Beth was standing now and Donna put a couple of fingers in her pussy and said, "I really am wet." Then she wiped her fingers clean under Beth's nose and on her lips.
She did it again, wiping her fingers clean on Beth's cheeks and said, "Mark, I think your wife has a crush on me. "
Beth in a husky voice said, "I do"
Donna ran her fingers on Beth's fore head and nose and said, "Well, why don't we go down to the bar and have a drink while waiting for the rest of the guests to come. No need to wash up, Beth."
I realized it was about 3pm by now. People would start to be arriving to meet at the bar around 3:30-5pm, then we were going to have an early dinner in the hotel before starting the fun in the rooms. Donna straightened her dress up and Beth looked a bit embarrassed.
Mark said, " We prop the doors open with the locks on so that people can come and go into the shared rooms. We took care of that. Lets go."
Mark and Donna held hands and led us to the elevator to go down to the hotel bar. Beth and I followed. Both a bit sheepish. Embarrassed, turned on, just kind of getting into the vibe of what was to come.
We made our way to the bar and it was empty except for the bartender. We all ordered cocktails. I figured it was going to be a long event, so I stuck with a beer. I was quiet while the others talked. Mostly Donna and Mark were engaged, but as Beth was showing to be very submissive to Donna, she was in charge of the event and was discussing the people and some of the likely pairings that would happen.
I stood there kind of on the outside. I was thinking I had not spoken a word since I spoke with Donna and I was ok with that. With work, at the Dojo, with my family, and with my friends I was always the hub of activity. I was the planner, the director, the one who everyone came to for approval or direction. My role as Donna's cuckold and fag let me release all of that. I was subordinate. I wasn't a major consideration. There were kinks to all of this that I was enjoying. The humiliation, the degradation, and I have to admit the bisexuality. In addition to the perversions that I was getting to live out, it was also freeing. It felt like weight was lifted from me. I wasn't a real consideration and there were no expectations of me. I was drinking my beer, listening, and enjoying the time.
About 3:45pm Mistress Amy walked in with a guest. She said hello to everyone, except me. She introduced her friend, Sue. Sue was about 30, 5'5" dark skin, maybe Italian, brown hair, brown eyes, nice body. Sue was Mistress Amy's submissive. While she was Mistress Amy's submissive, she hugged everyone and told them about who she was and what she did. She as an E-Commerce Manager for a company that was almost across the street from the hotel. She seemed smart and while not a stunning beauty, was definitely sexy.
As Sue finished telling everyone about herself, Mistress Amy said, "Mike, I think I stepped on something on the way in, would you be a good little piggie and nibble it off the bottom of my shoe and swallow whatever ick it is?" She was sitting on a barstool and lifted up her right shoe.
I was in the zone for sure because I just said, "Yes Mistress Amy". I assumed Donna was ok with it and it turned out she was. I got on my knees and started to take hold of Mistress Amy's shoe so I could lick the sole.
Mistress Amy said, "No, No, piggie, just use your mouth, lips, tongue, and teeth, Never touch Mistress without permission."
I didn't say anything, just started to lick the sole of her shoe. It was much more difficult without using my hands. The bottom of her sole was dirty, but there was nothing stuck on it. As I started to lick her shoe sole she helped by applying pressure from her end so I better clean.
There was a pebble or something that was lodged into the leather and I worked it out and into my mouth. I wasn't really sure what to do with it. It a pebble or something, Mistress Amy stepped on, then walked to the bar with. It was disgusting and wasn't just a pebble, it was whatever else it came in contact with.
Mistress Amy notice my pause as I was thinking about it and she said, "Piggie, just swallow it."
I did, then went back to work on getting the rest of it off of her shoe clean.
As I was working a few more people came. Another couple, two guys, and a single women. I couldn't really take notice, but the couple was about our age, in their 40's, the single woman looked to be in her 50's, and the single guys were most likely in their late 20's.
Mistress Amy hugged the single woman hello and said, "I'm sorry, I can't get up. I stepped in some disgusting thing on the way in and Piggie here is eating it off my shoe. " She jabbed aydınlıkevler escort me in the side with her other shoe and said, "Hurry up and eat it all piggie, you're making me be rude to my friends."
Within a minute of that I had gotten the last of her shoe cleaned and swallowed whatever ick was there.. When I was done, Mistress Amy stuck the other sole in my face and I licked it clean. There was only one thing attached to her shoe and I'm not sure what it was, but I cleaned it off and swallowed.
When I was done, I stopped and looked up. Mistress Amy just nodded and I stood up. I said, "Thank you Mistress Amy." She gave me a half nod and continued speaking to the other people.
One of the guys said to Donna, "I heard that Darryl is very interested in you."
Mistress Amy said, "Darryl doesn't always focus on the new girl, but he is focusing on you. Honestly, It is a bit of an honor."
Beth chimed in, "He is a great guy."
Mistress Amy said, "Donna, if you enjoy it, he may have you meet with his friends. It isn't romantic, but Sue can tell you about that. They are a group of young black guys in the Bronx. They love to use an abuse married white women."
Beth said, "Darryl asked me if I wanted to do it and I did, but Mark wouldn't let me."
Sue said, "It isn't for everyone. They basically gangbang you, but I've done it a few times. There are no limits. I can talk to you about it if it comes up. I agree, Darryl is a great guy, you should have a wonderful time at this meetup."
Everyone was talking and I was half paying attention. Nobody was speaking to me and I was comfortable in my role and happy to be ignored. I wasn't really in tune with any conversations specifically and realized I was probably missing out on information, but figured I would be told what was needed.
About 5pm Darryl and his wife walked into the bar. They were a bit of a celebrity. Everyone stopped what they were doing to greet him. Darryl was a fit black man, about 6'2, in his early 30's and good looking. His wife, Jackie, was about the same age. She was fit, about 5'9" and very pretty. They had smiles while they greeted everyone.
Lots of hugs and French kissing as they greeted everyone. Jackie had greeted Beth with hugs, deep kissing, and grabbed her breasts. When everyone settled, Jackie had her arm around Mark and Darryl had walked up to my wife.
Donna was all of a sudden a little shy. I could tell she was attracted to him. Darryl said to Donna, "You must be Donna, I'm very happy to meet you."
He put his arms around her and kissed her deeply. Everyone was watching them. Donna returning the embrace and the kiss.
Jackie said, "Donna, It is so nice to finely meet you. Darryl has been really looking forward to this. I hope you ate you are well rested, he can be a handful."
Darryl pulled back from Donna and said, "Jackie, she really is a beauty. I think we'll manage."
For the next 10-15 minutes everyone finished the drinks they had and finished their hello bantering. We then moved to the restaurant where Beth had reserved a row of tables for us. There weren't too many people in the restaurant and we all sat down. I ended up sitting between Mistress Amy and my wife, Donna. On the other side of my wife was Darryl and his wife, Jackie. On the other side of Mistress Amy was Sue.
There were a few seats at the other end of the tables that were open. The waitress came up and we all ordered cocktails. I stuck with beer. Darryl had his arm around Donna and they were acting as a couple already. They were looking at the drink menu and decided to order from the martini specials. Donna ordered an Appletini and Darryl ordered a Chocolatini. They seemed to be having fun.
When the drinks came, I sat there drinking my beer and enjoyed listening to the conversations that I could. After the waitress had taken our dinner order, Donna started to pull me into the conversation that she was having with Darryl about how good the martinis were.
Donna told me I should try hers. She took a mouthful of her appletini and placed her hand on my face which indicated to me to open my mouth and she drooled the appletini into my mouth. We had a little bit of an audience at the table. I heard comments from Sue and Jackie to such as, "That is hot".
As Donna drooled the appletini into my mouth, I tasted it. She looked at me and I commented that it was good, but a little too sweet for me.
Donna whispered in Darryl's ear and they traded seats. Darryl took a big mouthful of his chocotini and shocked me a bit by putting his hand on my face the same way Donna did when she wanted to spit into my mouth. I automatically opened my mouth and he quickly drooled his chocolatini into my mouth.
There were a couple of gasps and I tasted it and swallowed and commented that I actually like that better.
People chuckled a little bit. Darryl exchanged seats with Donna again and while he did it he said, "People always like Chocolate better, isn't that right?"
Everyone either laughed or nodded their approval. The whole thing was surreal. My mind kind of wondered from the contentment that I had to a mixture of arousal and humiliation. I felt my dick pushed at the points of intrigue were keeping me from swelling and causing some discomfort.