The light stealing in through the partially open shutters and down the hall told me we’d slept well. My head was resting on my Master’s chest, his breathing deep and regular, told me he was still asleep with my hand wrapped around his semi-hard cock. I closed my eyes thinking had I really been naked with my Master for over 60 hours since he ordered me to remove my dress. I was suddenly wide awake, panicking as I realized I had lied to my Master and he might find me in that lie today! I didn’t know what to do. My mind replayed the last 60 hours and I decided to confess with a gift to my Master in the hope he’d forgive me. The slack in my leash allowed me to kiss down his stomach. As I kissed and licked his tip I could feel his cock hardening in my hand with the foreskin peeling back. I could tell he was still asleep as his breathing stayed deep and regular. I took him into my mouth, running my tongue over his head. I felt his body stiffen, his breathing changed and I knew he was awake. He placed his hand on my head as I slid my tongue down his length and between his testicles. I continued my journey across the perineum, between his cheeks to the entrance to his bum. Here I kissed, licked, tongued and lubricated. I could tell my Master was really enjoying this attention. I rolled onto my back saying “Please take me Master. Please.” He smiled and slid into me. I ran my left hand down his back and the middle finger of my right hand I eased between his cheeks slipping the tip of my finger into his bottom. He looked at me and I said “A gift from me to you, a first for me Master,” as I slipped my finger further into his bottom. His bottom squeezed my finger and he stiffened as I massaged his prostrate. “I’m sorry Master, please forgive me. I lied to you.” He stopped moving and I continued “Your penis is bigger than my husband’s Master.” “In what way bigger?” came his reply. “I’m not sure about the length but your girth is much more Master.” “Is this all you’ve lied about?” “Yes Master. Do you forgive me? Do you like my gift Master?” I pushed against his prostrate, he whispered “The gift is a nice touch. I will continue your training” as he released into me. The next 3 hours passed quickly and finished with my Master handing me the knickers my husband liked me to wear. I made to go to the bathroom the tug on my leash made it clear that was not an option so I stepped into the knickers which quickly became sodden. I stripped the bed, washed the sheets and prepared a light lunch. My Master took off my leash and collar leaving the house with his bag at 2 pm to pick my husband up from the airport. I shopped and prepped for dinner; Tielle Sète to start, moules marinieres and apple crumble with custard for dessert. The Chablis was chilled and I waited. My husband’s plane arrived at 3 and still no sign of them by 5, an hour late. My phone rang and my husband explained they’d been tasting wine for the dinner and would be home in 5 minutes. My husband entered saying “You know my boss.” “Yes,” I responded as I dodged his kiss stepping forward to greet my Master with 3 kisses on his cheeks. I headed to the kitchen and started dinner. My Master followed producing a well chilled bottle of champagne, “My apologies for being late, I wanted to ensure we had the right wine and your husband was gracious enough to try them for me.” As I stood at the island, he squeezed my bottom. I produced 3 flutes and my Master poured us all a glass of champagne. My Master passed the cork to my husband talking about how my husband should keep it as a good luck charm for our future success. As instructed I sipped my drink slowly and watched as my husband drank more and more. Once dinner was over we moved to the sofas, wine and whiskey flowed. Then my husband was asleep, I tried to wake him but he did not stir. I watched as the cameras appeared from my Master’s bag and the stage was set. I undid my husband’s trousers and took out his penis which was semi hard. I stroked him and turned to my Master saying “Please fuck me, Master.” I took my husband’s penis into my mouth as my Master moved my knickers to one side and pushed into me. I could feel my husband’s circumcised penis stiffening in my mouth as my Master rammed into me harder with each thrust. As my Master withdrew I held my husband’s hand against my Master’s cock wiping off my juices. I sat on my husband’s lap his hard penis pressed against my bottom through my sodden knickers as I sucked my Mater’s cock clean. We or should I say my Master carried my husband through to the bedroom. I brought the cameras and the olive oil. After I arranged the cameras I undressed my husband. Once he was completely naked I took off my knickers, wrapped them around my husband’s penis as my Master took me from behind. Once again I took my husband’s penis into my mouth, I pulled my dress up, poured olive oil to coat my Master’s cock and then pulled my cheeks apart. I turned to my Master saying “Please fuck my arse, Master.” As I wrapped my lips around the head of husband’s cock my Master entered my bum, pounded away and quite quickly flooded my bottom. As my Master pulled out I again held my husband’s hand against my Master’s cock to partially clean his cock. I mounted my husband in a 69 position, his cock in my mouth and my bottom pressed against his face. I could feel his lips next to my pussy and his nose between my cheeks. As I broke wind I leaked onto his face and into his mouth. I sat back, then let forward to allow better shots of my Master’s semen leaking out of my bum onto my husband’s face and into his mouth. By hand I frantically worked my husband’s hard penis as my Master stood on the bed in front of me and I sucked his cock clean. My husband released all over my hand and knickers. I wiped this across the top of my bottom and thighs. I cleaned my Master’s bottom, inserted my finger into my Master’s bottom and cleaned my finger on the tip of my husband’s cock. Off came my dress and bra. I climbed into bed, pulled my soaking knickers up to my knees and my Master inserted the well lubricated cork into my bottom. My Master left taking his cameras with him, I was alone. I listened as my Master put out the other bottles we’d drunk over the previous 3 days and then he retired to the guest bedroom. I awoke with a start to my husband’s touch and voice. “What happened?” he asked. “What happened, what happened! You “Plugged” my bottom, as you call it. And you ask me what happened.” “Plugged with the cork?” he continued. “Yes with the cork after you’d sodomised me with your penis. Can I get up now?” I asked. “Yes, yes of course why do you ask?” I turned to him my lip puffy from where my Master had slapped me, my eyes red and said “You told me stay put, with my knickers down, the cork in place and the olive oil to hand in case you wanted to “Plug” my bum again.” I pulled the cork out of my bottom, breaking wind and leaking. I threw the cork then my knickers at him and went into the bathroom locking the door behind me. I showered and emerged naked underneath my robe. “Oh and your superior is still here, you insisted he stay. God only knows what he made of what you were shouting.” “Can we talk?” he asked. “Not until he leaves and then I’ve got a lot I want to say!” Trembling I headed to the kitchen, my Master was already there watching his computer. I set about making breakfast. My Master slipped his hand inside my robe quickly stimulating my clitoris so I climaxed. I looked towards the door but my Master gestured towards his laptop and there was my bedroom. The bedroom was in a terrible mess, my husband obviously in the bathroom and my Master now pumping me from behind. As I climaxed my husband emerged naked from the bathroom and my Master filled me with his semen. As my husband left the bedroom my Master withdrew his cock and I continued with breakfast. My Master left a few hours later and it was more than a couple of weeks until I was allowed to have my husband sleep in the same bed with me. It was still longer until I was allowed to have sexual acts with my husband. As I said in my first posting it is over six months and my husband still does not know. My training has continued every day but that is another set of journal entries that my Master has not given me permission to share.