Now where were we? Oh yes, hubby had dropped me off at Gerry's where I was to meet, and no doubt be fucked by two men I had never met or set eyes on. They had seen me naked on Skype and Gerry had invited them over for an evening's entertainment with me being the plaything. I had done my best by pampering myself completely and getting dressed in a brand new black number ordered and paid for by Gerry. I was a friend of his wife until her death a couple of years ago and until recently had not really liked him. All that has changed and now he is my lover I suppose and I am willing to be his submissive slave where we both get sexual fulfilment from being Master and sub. I was shown into the lounge where the cross stood in one corner, much more fun than the telly I think, especially when I am tied to it and naked for guys to fondle and abuse me (within reason) for mutual satisfaction. I felt my naked cunt getting wetter by the minute as I was introduced to the strangers, Pete and Dave, both in their early forties and ordinary looking, no oil paintings or Adonis look alikes, just plain guys with interesting bulges in their trousers. I was ordered to help them get undressed as soon as they had really set eyes on me. I set to the task and while I did them one at a time, their hands were all over me, my split being drawn back and my naked waxed pussy exposed and fingered. Their pants did hide a secret, but not huge ones, just nicely proportioned but boy were they hard, throbbing and ready to go. Gerry stripped unseen by me and soon I had three naked guys discussing what they were going to do next. It involved me, my dress and the cross. I lost the dress as soon as they crowded round me and I was led by all three to the cross, encouraged by Gerry to put up a bit of resistance so it felt like rape. I struggled but not too hard and made little attempts to deny them their aim of exposing me completely. Of course it made no difference and I was soon completely helpless to their every whim, naked except for the suspenders and stockings which seemed to ad spice to their enjoyment and my slit was being fondled endlessly and producing a slick dribble from my lips which was transferring to my thighs. It felt good and the bobbing cocks were enough to keep me satisfied. I had not noticed until a bit later that a camera was filming all the dirty action by which time I did not particularly care who saw me. But back to the events as they happened. Dave knelt down and began to lick my clit, his tongue seemed to have a built in sensor because he hit the spot time after time, making me jump as though I had been given an electric shock, beautiful. Pete was playing with my nipples and breasts and I so wanted to have a cock in my hand or mouth, or cunt but knew these guys were taking their time and pleasure from my body, no rush was the order of the day. Gerry introduced the vibrators and I was given a lot of attention and some photographs were taken of my pussy full of plastic whirring and convulsing through my unashamedly naked body. I felt an enormous jolt as I came and gushed down on my favourite dildo, a black one to remind me of a hunk of a black guy who fucked me senseless for six months or so before he had to move abroad with his job, it felt almost like his. I went weak at the knees, lovely. Each guy was getting more vociferous, telling me I was a great lay, a slut, a whore, saying I needed to be raped and fucked hard by their cocks to teach me a lesson. I was lapping this up, the dirty talk was like a further trigger, one I rarely allow with a lover as I like to be appreciated. But here I am a slave and expected to do their bidding, so for tonight I was their whore, fucking each cock on command and doing their sexual bidding. My cunt was ready for cock and I knew my arse would come under scrutiny and probable interference from at least one of them. I had not really addressed this problem, but the way they were talking, I knew it was just a matter of time. My decision was made in the dirty talk that if they wanted it bad enough then they could have it. At that moment I felt really dirty but did not care, I abandoned myself to the moment completely, knowing that I would nod my consent when the time came. But first I was wanting to be fucked hard deep inside me and feel that lovely spunk flooding my willing cunt, husband a forgotten memory as I allowed these three guys total access to my body. Gerry must have sensed this final relinquishing of morals and knew I was his slave as long as he did not go blabbing our exploits around the village, however he knew if he did, the slave would be no more, I would never enter his house again, our antics remained in his domain on his terms and anywhere else on my terms. At around eight thirty I got my first cock in me, strange because I looked up and saw the clock at that time. Pete had nudged Dave out of the way and slipped two fingers where Dave's tongue had worked its magic, he spread my lips and looked at my open cunt gaping ready for him and he slipped his head inside, urging me down onto his rod, which I did involuntarily but very gratefully, swallowing his shaft and gasping my sheer enjoyment. A standing shag is never all that easy and we fucked and it slipped out several times before I lifted myself up by gripping the ropes with my hands and pulling up, getting a couple of extra inches higher so his cock could go deep in me. It fwelt great but was a bit like a circus act and I could not sustain it long enough for him to come so he removed his cock and kissed me and promised me a load of come over my tits. Then he wanked in front of me and shot his load across my breasts and face, well more like my chin really, but I did get a taste of spunk which lifted me again and got me begging for more. Dave and Gerry followed suit, coming within seconds of each other and making a real mess of my suspender belt and stockings. Gerry decided we needed a rest, I was let down from the cross and told rto remove the soiled suspender belt and stockings and then join them in the kitchen for some food and drink. I showered and threw the soiled clothing into the wash bin, I would go home nude with my hubby later (if still dark) We relaxed and watched the kitchen tv showing porn and some arse fucking was on the screen. Gerry said would I take it up the arse and I nodded, saying as long as they were careful as I had only done it twice with hubby and one of those was a mistake when drunk. Refreshments and entertainment over, we went into the bedroom amd all laid on Gerry's king sized bed, bit of a crush with four people on it but we managed to get down to a lot of sucking and licking which went down beautifully, my arse was being constantly rimmed and licked by one at a time and I was sucking on each cock in turn, making each guy very happy as they contemplated which of my holes to fill. Gerry found a tube of KY in a bedside table and they all took turns in lubing my bum up in preparation for an assault on my little sphincter. I said I would take the smallest first (first, what was I thinking?)and no sooner said than done, I was turned over and a cushion pushed under my tummy. Gerry and Pete opened a cheek each and Dave gently probed my bum with his cockhead. No pain yet and I felt it going in maybe an inch or so then stop, a little move around then deeper, around two inches in me and I felt resistance, the guys were telling me to relax, which I found hard. but slowly, very slowly, my arse took his entire length. I have no idea how but the pain I felt was turning to pleasure and I enjoyed my first proper arse fucking which lasted longer than hubby's best effort by a good five minutes and when he came the sensation was great. All three guys said how good I was and one by one all three had my bum over the next half hour. We all decided it was time for a further rest and to recouperate and so we returned to the kitchen where we sat around still naked and had another drink. This is taking a while as I am trying to get the facts right, so will continue tomorrow with part eight