Turning Point Ch. 05

"Yours?" Jim prodded, incredulous. "What does that even mean?"

Charlie stepped up close behind me putting her hands on my hips and pulling me tightly to her.

"It means that she's your wife after I leave but, until then, she wants to be my pet," Charlie emphasized her statement by stroking my hair.

I closed my eyes unable to deny her. She was exerting her possession of me and I was getting turned on by it even with Jim standing right there.

Charlie's hand moved from my hair to hold my chin while the other pressed against my solar plexus.

"Look at her, Jim," Charlie held me still. "She's getting excited at my taking control."

I didn't have to look down to know that my nipples were hardening and starting to poke through the thin material of my shirt. My husband's gaze confirmed that he had noticed too.

"She doesn't want this from you, Jim, so don't go trying to fill in for me," Charlie continued. "She's still your loving partner but she's also my sex toy to play with however I choose."

"However you choose? Doesn't Sherry have a say in this?"

"She has had a say," Charlie responded. Both of her hands moved casually over my torso. "She chose this. She wants me to take over and give her the mind-blowing sex only a strong woman can. Isn't that right, Sherry?"

I was somewhat shocked to be asked for confirmation even though I shouldn't have been. Pursing my lips, I met Jim's eyes and nodded. He looked confused but didn't respond.

"I think he needs to hear your words," Charlie pointed out. "Is this what you want?"

"Y..y..yes," I squeaked.

"Yes, what?" the blonde prodded.

I took a deep breath and summoned my courage. I had to trust that Jim would be as aroused by this as I was but I still couldn't guess how he was going to react.

"Y..yes, I want you to...to..." To what? How could I say this without shocking Jim? A second later, I gave up trying to think of a way to cushion my words. "To take me however you want. I want to be your sex toy," I hesitated, "M..mistress."

Jim wobbled and stepped back to put a hand on the wall. His mouth hung open but I still couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Good girl," Charlie said cupping both my breasts in her hands and pinching my nipples.

"Ohhhhhh," I moaned as much from her praise as the pleasurable sensations radiating through me from my breasts.

"She's been such a good girl this weekend for me, Jim," Charlie told my husband. "I know Sherry tells you everything, so I'm going to save her the trouble."

While she spoke, the blonde twenty-five-year-old took hold of the bottom of my shirt and pulled up. I lifted my arms letting her pull the garment over my head rendering me topless. Her fingers started circling my hard nubs as she continued.

"She sat in my girlfriend's lap on the ride to the cabin and got fingered while some trucker watched and she flashed a church van."

"Sherry?" Jim asked. He wasn't asking me for confirmation, it was more out of surprise that I had really done those things.

"Then we had a threesome in the living room that left your wife trembling from multiple orgasms," Charlie continued ignoring Jim's question.

I remembered that incredible moment and moaned again as Charlie flicked my nipples.

"Then we had some outdoor fun with my other pet. Sherry even led her back to the cabin on a leash."

Jim was speechless and looked like he might be in shock but he also had a serious bulge in his pants. That gave me a little more confidence that he wasn't going to blow up. Well, not in anger.

"You know what I think?" Charlie asked rhetorically. "I think your wife was a little jealous that she didn't get a collar."

Charlie let go of me and stepped back. I turned my head to see her pulling something out of her purse. I caught a glimpse of what it was and quickly turned back to face forward. I got butterflies in my sex and my stomach.

"On your knees, pet," the blonde commanded.

I knew where this was going and I knew why. Charlie wanted to make the situation crystal clear to my husband and, to my surprise, I wanted it too. I needed Jim to see why he couldn't fill this particular need no matter how much he loved me. I had come to understand that I had just as much desire for women as I did for men. Beyond that, he and I were partners, not Master and slave. I would never let him treat me the way I...wanted Charlie to treat me. Maybe that's fucked up, but it's the truth.

I went to my knees and lifted my chin. The faux leather strap wrapped around my neck and Charlie threaded it through the buckle locking it in place. With a little click, the leash was attached and she stepped to my side. I couldn't stop myself from reaching up to feel the collar and the metal chain binding me to my Mistress, a physical demonstration that I was her pet.

With my hand still touching my throat, I looked up at Jim and mouthed, 'I love you.' He closed his eyes momentarily but, when he reopened them, I could see my love reflected there and, if not understanding, at least acceptance.

"This morning," Charlie kept going with her summary of the weekend. "I made Sherry cum before she even knew I was awake. Then again in front of an open window." She brushed her fingers through my hair moving stray strands out of my face. "Then she ate me in the shower until I squirted all over her. Can you imagine that, Jim? Your wife on her knees pleasuring another woman with her mouth?"

Jim swallowed hard and edged toward the couch to sit down.

"I see you can," Charlie smirked. "You will probably not be surprised by now that I decided what Sherry wore today. Did you like it?" This time she did pause for an answer.

"It was...very...sexy," my husband finally managed after realizing she actually wanted him to respond.

"It was also a bit slutty," she pointed out. "That's what I wanted, just a touch of slutty."

I felt a tug from the leash and looked up to see that Charlie wanted me to follow her. On all fours, she led me into the living room toward where Jim had sat. She brought me to within a couple of feet of him before turning me around in the opposite direction. In my short skirt, he would be able to see my naked rear.

"I didn't let her wear underwear all day, even when we shopped the farmer's market."

"You...she was in public like that?" Jim sounded mortified.

"Not only that," Charlie added, "we met a cute little redhead who ended up fucking your wife with an ear of corn."

I forced myself not to look back at my husband but there was complete silence. Mistress bent forward and put a hand at my sex spreading my lips apart with two fingers.

"Look how wet she is. She is so aroused by all this and she loved every moment at the cabin, didn't you, sweetie?" Charlie prompted.

A finger slapped against my sex making a squelching smacking sound. I was dripping and so sensitive!

"Yes, Mistress," I blushed.

"Spread your legs for me, baby." I did. "Now head on the floor and arch your back."

I knew how lewd I must look especially to Jim but every orgasm I had had since meeting Charlie had been incredible. I wanted to please her more than anything. The smooth parquet floor was cool against my cheek and breasts.

"Good girl," she praised again and I got the now familiar tingly warmth from her words.

Two of her fingers penetrated me and I inhaled sharply. Instinctively, I moved back trying to swallow them.

"She just sucked those fingers in!" Charlie commented with faned shock.

She speared me for several seconds making more squelching sounds and eliciting soft groans before stopping abruptly with her fingers buried deep inside. I whimpered and started to rock on my knees, my hips torquing to get those digits moving again.

"She's quite tenacious when she's horny, but you probably already knew that. You should have seen her blindfolded and tied to a chair with a huge vibrator taped to the seat this morning," the blonde teased.

I couldn't see exactly what Jim did but I heard Charlie's reaction.

"Oh, no, keep that thing holstered, partner!" she exclaimed. "No shooting up the place while I'm around."

I heard him groan in frustration. I smiled to myself knowing he would need an outlet for that later. In the meantime, I concentrated on Charlie's amazing fingers.

Then, suddenly, they were gone.

"P..please, Mistress, please don't stop," I whined and begged.

I was rewarded by the void being filled with her thumb. At the same time, her slick fingers curled onto my clit and started rubbing. I was already building toward a climax and that pace increased then shot through the roof when her thumb also curled and made contact with my g-spot.

Fingers clawed at the wood floor and my head lifted as I crossed the chasm between pleasure and bliss in a matter of seconds. It took everything I had not to cum immediately.

"It's okay, pet, cum for me," Charlie encouraged.

She hadn't told me to wait for her approval but hearing it still put me over the edge. My eyes squeezed shut and I cried out as my body was suffused with sexual ecstasy.

Mistress removed her thumb but kept stroking me gently until I had stopped moaning. I wanted to just lie there and rest but a tug on the collar urged me to sit up. I sat back on my heels and turned to be greeted with Charlie's fingers. I accepted them into my mouth and sucked my juices off of them wantonly as my husband looked on.

"Guess how we ended our weekend, Jim," Mistress paused only briefly. "Your wife begged me to fuck her with my strapon. Didn't you, sweetie?"

I just nodded with her fingers still filling my mouth. Standing, Charlie took a few steps toward one of our large chairs and pulled me along.

"Would you like to see it?" Again not waiting for an answer, she reached for her bag and pulled out the life-like plastic cock with a suction cup at the base.

She bent down and slammed the thing onto the floor in front of the chair securing it to the smooth wooden surface. Charlie then bunched her skirt at her waist and sat in the chair, spreading her legs wide.

"Okay, pet, it's time to give your husband what he's been dreaming of."

She pulled on the leash making me crawl between her legs. Charlie didn't need to tell me what I was supposed to do with the plastic rod. I had to straddle the thing but easily had it in place and pressed against my opening. Looking over my shoulder, I could just see Jim staring intently at my ass. I had never owned a dildo so this had to be like watching live porn for him. Forcing myself to breathe normally, I sat back slowly impaling myself until I was completely full and my ass rested against my ankles.

"You're not allowed to cum until I do. Understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," I smiled.

With one hand behind my head, Charlie gently urged me down until my tongue made contact with her dewy labia. My entire being became instantly focused on making my Mistress happy.

"Mmmmm," the blonde hummed. "Sherry has become quite good at pleasuring another woman."

Jim squirmed a bit watching his wife performing oral sex on this sexy young blonde.

"This will probably be the only time...mmm...you'll get to see this, at least with me," Charlie explained. "But I thought you deserved something for being so understanding and open-minded." She smiled and cocked her head. "Although, I suspect you're not doing this just for your wife's benefit. I think you get off on this too. Am I right?"

"M..maybe," Jim answered noncommittally.

"That twitching bulge in your pants kind of already answered that question."

I was aware of the conversation but was paying much more attention to my task and riding the dildo spearing into me. Admittedly, I was somewhat disappointed that Charlie could keep up an almost normal conversation while I licked her.

"I just want to assure you, again," the blonde continued, "that I have no intention of disrupting your marriage. Beyond having sex with your wife, I mean. But that's all it is, Jim, sex."

Mistress combed her fingers through my hair affectionately while looking down. I changed my angle to look up at her without stopping.

"Such beautiful eyes," she murmured before looking back up. "Don't try to take my place. That's not a warning, it's advice. I...nnnnggg...give her something you can't, something she needs, and something almost the opposite of what the two of you have. Ohhhh...yessss...such a good girl. Don't let your ego get involved, Jim, and make you think you can be everything for Sherry. You can't. That's not an insult, just a fact."

She scooted forward giving me a better angle and put one leg over the arm of the chair. I immediately took advantage by sliding a finger into her hole and creating a seal around her clit with my lips.

"Ahhh...fuuuck...that's it, pet, right there," Mistress encouraged. "Now you just sit back," she was talking to Jim again, "and wait patiently...mmnnnngg...while your wife...oh, yeah...while your wife gets me off. Mmmmm...so nice."

Charlie leaned her head back and relaxed into the chair. Not wanting to let her down, I sucked her clit past my teeth and suckled it like a tiny nipple. A second finger joined the first and she began to move her hips in time to my penetrations.

My own orgasm was building with my hips gyrating and pumping the dildo but I was in complete control of how fast that went.

Charlie's head lifted and she spoke in a labored but hard tone.

"No touching, mister," she admonished Jim. "Save that...aaaahhhh...for after I give your wife back to you."

Knowing my husband, he was about to explode with or without manual stimulation.

Mistress was getting close herself and I sped up wanting it to be huge for her. She responded with such erotic sounds and movements against me that I almost lost control. Then her back arched and her hand pressed my face into her. I did my best to keep licking her clit and moving my fingers despite her jerking wildly against me.

I thought she was coming down from her climax but she hadn't let go of me.

"Ahhhhnnngg...don't stop!" she cried.

Another hand grabbed my head and both legs wrapped around me locking me to her. Back arching again, just her head against the chair back, Charlie spasmed and I tasted her pleasure squirt into the back of my throat. I swallowed what I could but, in her throws, it got all over my face and dripped down my chin.

Tasting her and making her cum had me at the precipice of my own orgasm but I wanted her permission.

When she finally started to settle down, she switched her attention to me. Never letting go of my head, she sat up. Tilting my face to look up at her, she held it still and smiled.

"Good girl," she whispered making me feel like I'd just won a major award.

I beamed up at her, my face slick with her juices.

"Now it's your turn," she said. "Show your husband what an obedient sex toy you are and fuck yourself for me."

I lifted up and slammed down on the fake dick faster and faster at her urging. She held my face steady and we locked eyes as I quickly built to overflowing.

"May I...ahhh...cum, M..mistress?" I begged.

"Don't close your eyes," she ordered. "Now cum for me."

I had to force my eyes not to roll back but managed to gaze into her hazel orbs as the climax hit. A guttural moan escaped and my body began to shake. Everything vibrated except for my head held firmly in my Mistress's grasp.

That moment was more than an orgasm. My immediate bliss was all because of her but I felt complete with the two halves of my life fitting together. Jim was my yin and Charlie my yang. That feeling surrounded and consumed me as another wave struck. I was the luckiest woman alive.

I stopped moving on the dildo and let the post-climax euphoria take over. I almost started to laugh I was so happy but it came out as a weak chuckle.

"Come here, baby girl," Charlie said holding her arms wide to me.

I scooted forward and lay my head on her rising and falling tummy. She hugged me to her for a couple of minutes in complete silence before breaking the spell.

"I would never hurt her or you," Mistress was addressing Jim again. "And you might even find that I can be a...very appreciative partner."

Charlie started to stand making me sit up and reminding me that I still had a large phalic lodged inside me. I eased off of it and stood up as well when Mistress pulled up on the leash. She smiled sweetly at me and removed the collar. Stuffing it and the leash back in her purse, she retrieved the dildo with a loud pop and it, too, went into the bag.

Without a word, she headed for the foyer. I followed a little apprehensive about what would happen now. Stopping just before opening the door, Charlie turned and gave me a knowing smile.

"Don't worry, I'll call you soon," she said putting a palm to my cheek.

I leaned to kiss her but she moved to the side to whisper in my ear.

"Save that for your husband," she suggested.

What did she mean? Instead, she kissed my cheek and turned. A moment later, she was gone and I was left looking at a closed door.

Turning, I took in Jim who rose from the couch.

"Well," he began. "That was something."

I laughed and walked in his direction. He followed suit and we met in the middle, his hands on my hips and mine around his neck.

"Shut up and kiss me," I smirked.

Our lips touched and Charlie's words made sense. Jim was tasting her orgasm on me as I embraced the love of my life.

"I love you so much," I breathed when we separated momentarily.

The rest of the day was spent proving that love in the most physical way possible.