The last 12 months had been anything but smooth! , my wife actually leaving me for Kev , I didn't expect that at all considering all we've been through, Gary and Steven, then splitting up, Steven then taking care of me . He was in the right place at the right time! then finally being introduced to Pauline. A bit of a rollercoaster ride I can tell you, but finally things were picking up. I'd occasionally help Pauline out with hotel matters from time to time, that would draw us closer together, much to the annoyance of Steven. He could see what was happening, I hadn't given it much thought, just Pauline and myself shared similar things, just helping a friend out, Oh and the hotel business of course. Things were still ok with Steven and myself although I noticed his attitude towards me sexually had changed, he'd rather fuck me more roughly calling me his bitch as he came in me, a bit of role play I thought but really he was venting his frustrations out on me, in a way I was enjoying his new found assertiveness over me, I was his submissive ‘ bitch’  after all

Things slowly got back to normal until one night he said he fancied taking me to a dogging site for a bit of fun. Steven is not normally impulsive which caught me off guard. ‘ Ok, I'll throw something on,’ he replied. ‘ it's ok, I've sorted something out for you on the bed’ I  went to the bedroom not expecting to see what he'd placed on the bed. 

It was one of my ex wife's gypsy dresses I couldn't bring myself to throw out. It might sound weird but sometimes I like to get it out and just smell my wife's perfume still embedded in the material.

Some mesh panties, the now obligatory stockings, suspenders and the highest sluttiest heels he could find.

I tried to protest wearing the dress but Steven just said it was time I exorcised the slut, I guess he was right as she really hurt me the way she left, it was Steven who thankfully picked up the pieces.

Taking a quick shower and pre lubing I put on my stockings and suspenders, pulled on my panties then reluctantly put my wife's dress on, adjusting the elasticated waist and balcony , it smelt sweet of her, bringing back memories.

 I looked in the mirror at myself in the dress unaware I'd never see that dress again after tonight. Once ready we got into the range rover and made our way to a dogging site we'd used a couple of times for some raunchy fun at, tonight would be different, what was to happen had been pre arranged, tonight he'd reassert his dominance of me and make me his cum slut bitch again.

The site was well off the beaten track which attracted the more ‘ experienced’ doggers with more ‘ niche ‘ fetishes so to speak.

It was now dusk but light enough to see when we arrived, several cars were already there , stepping out of the car, my heels sank into the soft ground, coming in the range rover was possibly a good choice!

We walked to an improvised picnic area, watched by several men as we walked past a motorhome, the slight rocking motion of it gave away the fact someone inside was getting a good seeing to. 

A small opening revealed a picnic table, Steven led me to it, from his pocket he produced a collar with the word bitch on it and a ball gag, both were put on. ‘ lie down bitch’ Steven said in a more authoritarian voice, I did as I was told, my hands being secured to the  legs of the table and my legs to the others and  spread as wide apart as he could. I couldn't understand why we were alone although I sensed there were people in the bushes, watching.

Steven quickly removed his trousers and pants , his cock hard and glistening in pre cum, yes he was ready to fuck me and claim me back.

Lifting up the hem of the dress up my back to reveal my mesh panties, his hands rubbing over my cheeks, moving round to the front to tease my cock then back again, pulling them down to my knees he moved in , he whispered into my ear, ‘ I've been looking forward to this bitch' with that I felt his cock nudging against me, the combination of the lube I'd inserted earlier and pre cum on the tip of his cock was all it needed for him to slide into me, a little at first then another push to fully penetrate me. My loving Steven was back! However that thought soon dissipated as he started to fuck me, each push made the table creek , Stephen was never this vigorous when he made love to me, maybe the surroundings had something to do with it's potential to fulfill his position of now being not just a dominant male but a master, oh How he'd changed from when we first met.  He really was going for it, I couldn't cry out now he'd fitted me with a ball gag, intentional? Possibly whatever it was, he was enjoying himself a lot judging by how he was fucking me. Steven now started getting more enthusiastic with his thrusts, trying to bury as much of his cock into me as physically possible, tightly restrained to the table. I couldn't do anything to stop him, not that I would have being the slut I'd become. At one point I thought the table might collapse under me as he fucked me, out the corner of my eye I could see movement in the bushes, Vouyers ? Possibly but one came out towards us, Steven was about there, I can tell when he's about to cum in me, he held me tightly as he could as he cried out, loud enough for it to echo slightly into the woods, that did now attract attention as more bodies now materialised from the dense bushes. Steven came, his cock rammed deep into me, that familiar warm feeling as he seeded his bitch. I felt fulfilled in more ways than one! Steven slowly pulled out, I couldn't count them all , maybe six? ,  the men now assembled around me to watch Stevens cock slide out my now well lubricated sissy hole, pulling my panties back up he walked to the front and presented his cock to me, sperm still oozing out of the slit, then he leaned down and whispered ‘ I'll come back for you later’ then walked away leaving me at the mercy of the small group. 

It wasn't long before a large tall man came in to breed with me, I didn't see his face, the light now too dull to discern any facial features. His cock pressed against my cheeks, a big cock! With the ball gag still in place I wouldn't be able to tell him to stop , Stevens' idea exactly. His hands played with my cheeks , pulling them apart whilst still clad in my mesh panties, a sense of urgency as he tried to pull them down but ripping them, then ripping them off me, tossing them into the crowd. His hands,now explored my body, rubbing over the dress, given what just happened I feared the worst for the dress. Whoever it was now started to rub harder against me, pulling the neck of the dress before roughly sliding his hands down to my bottom then back up again only this time he spoke ‘ this isn't your dress bitch’ that voice I knew it but where? In a shocking second I realised it was Kev!, Hands went to the top of the dress only this time a slow long rip as it went all the way down to the bottom exposing my back, slowly and methodically he tore my dress off me, a few others took the opportunity to help him until it lay in tatters. I was absolutely gutted he would do such a thing, but he hadn't finished with me, ‘ Right, let's see if you're as tight as I remember’ with that his cock, pushing against me just slid in in one action, I guess it was sloppy seconds as  all 9 inches painfully made its way into my sissy bottom, no poppers! ,still gagged all I  could manage was a muffled cry,  It was painful to start until I got used to his monster cock. He wasn't to show me no mercy as he started to fuck me, looking round best I could for Steven ,I couldn't see him, yes he had actually left me to these men .

Kev now got into a rhythm, deep strokes which really made the table creek, I looked at the men there, waiting their turn to breed me. The next man wouldn't have to wait long  as kev had filled every available space within me ,his cock now effortlessly sliding into me as I'd now adjusted to his size,the last 30 seconds were intense as he sped up ,his cries now attracting more attention as he came, shouting warm jets of cum deep into my sissy restrained body.

Gripping me tightly on my shoulders to hold me into his cock he came again and again, once his cock had stopprd pulsating inside me he lent forward and said I was still a good fuck, with that he pulled out, some sperm with it ran down my thigh, the next  waiting  cock was pushed unceremoniously into me and the now familiar rhythm of being fucked continued although it was now sloppy thirds and more  for all who tried to fuck me. Seven men in all fucked me before Steven came back for me, by now I was looking very used, sperm leaking out of me and down my now seriously laddered stockings, my hair matted with sperm from the ‘ unlucky ‘ ones who didn't get the chance to fuck me. Steven handed me a dressing gown and wrapped it round me to take me back to our car, walking past the mobile home kev shouted to us , ‘ here , take a look at this’  he guided us to the door , opening it , there was a woman restrained to  the bed, two men with her, one fucking her whilst the other pulling and squeezing her rope bound red swollen tits, then the moment I realised , that woman was my ex! our eyes met, that look will haunt me forever, just staring at me , that sparkle in her eyes non existent, I turned to leave, i'd spent a lifetime being humiliated by her bulls but this really hurt. Steven pulled me away from the door,  now realising what he had done, he didn't know she'd be there but the damage was done. What should have been a night to remember, was one I'd rather forget. Within days Steven  moved out, leaving me on my own , thoughts of that night dancing in my mind. In the old days I'd have loved to have seen her like that , but this was different. However as they say things happen for a reason and in hindsight that was a defining moment that would ultimately change my life. 

It took some time to get over what had happened, eventually I started to venture out again, looking at my account, there were quite a few messages, several from Steven who couldn't apologise enough for what happened but we never got back together, it wasn't until he got back with Gary that we became friends again but just In the platonic sense.

Scrolling through the messages I saw a few that sounded interesting, I only replied to two , for the moment, the first  would ultimately end up with me as Christine in a hotel in Birmingham with three very agile coloured men, maybe I'll write about that one day? The second was a couple who really helped me were a couple, Stuart and Amanda , Stuart was a bi curious male in his 50’s and Amanda a very curvy lady, well proportioned in all the right places. She'd turn out to be quite the dominant one! They were keen to meet Christine and explore his bi side, perhaps maybe more from her. Everything looked good as we chatted online until Amanda asked if I'd be interested to visit them for, as she described, wine and  ‘ nibbles’ not realising I'd be the nibbles 

That spark that had been so cruelly extinguished had reignited, Christine was back!

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Christine returns