Sequel to My Online Kink Match Part 8

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Barb and I ha a few days off from sessions now We agreed together that since we thought Susan was a whore, we should actually make her walk the walk. Next week's session would be to make her into an actual whore. We knew she would scrub her body down as much as she could to get rid of the ink we had applied to her body and figured that we would allow that next week we would not stencil her up. Instead we would take an opposite track. We would dress her up an have her attend a convention Barb's new nerdy boyfriend had told her about in the city which was for New Technology. We would have her work the bar in the hotel where the convention was being held. Barb, her nerd boyfriend and I would watch from a table a she got her customers. We would get her a room, wire it for video and sound and take positions in the bar two watch her interactions with customers. Barb's boyfriend would serve as a marketing tool telling some of the patrons she was a prostitute. We would set her quota she had to meet before she was allowed to leave the session. I would take care of getting her some reasonable hooker clothes that were high class. She would clean up nicely we thought.

Thanksgiving was a nice day. Even my mother was nice to Barb at dinner. Barb had to wear her sunglasses but we offset that by telling people that she had eye surgery which was true, she had, just not on her eyes but rather tightening up the skin around her eyes. No one even mentioned the larger thing about barb and that was her chest size had increased significantly. Not even the boys seemed to notice. In any event it was a nice day. Barb and I had been put on notice that our punishment session the week after this coming Saturday would be an extremely harsh one.

We had a very relaxed weekend. Friday was a half day at work and Barb and I went out on Friday night. She was hot and heavy with her new boyfriend and he accompanied us. Mostly we sat and chatted with each other and I wondered if the nerd was fine with not being able to have sex with Barb in the normal way instead of being relegated only to her ass and mouth. He said he was just glad to be with such a nice girl and I almost spit out my wine. Barb was a lot of things but she was not a “Nice Girl.”

We gamed out our plan for Susan for Thursday. I found a really nice little black dress for her to wear along with a crotchless bustier underneath it. She would wear some black stockings of the old kind hooking to garters on the bustier. Black heels would complete the ensemble. Her breast would be half uncovered. She would look sexy but also very respectable. We planned to have her hair worn high on her head as well. With her tall stature she would be stunning. The nerd would visit her room that day and wire it the way we wanted with several hidden cameras around the room. We wanted to see the payoffs as well as the sex. I figured the videos would be useful to her husband. I was asked to dance a few times and I did, although not with anyone that interested me. It was just a nice evening devoid of sex for me. I cannot vouch that Barb's was devoid of sex however since they dropped me off later and went out for more drinks. She got back to my house much later and seemed to have had a good time. The boys had a bit tournament on Saturday and Sunday and Barb and I sat in the stands and watched the matches.

Going back to work on Monday was hard after the long weekend. Things were pretty slow getting back up to s***d despite my working hard to get things there. I did call Mr. Manson to check in with him and asked him if things were OK. I also asked him if I could pickup Susan later this coming weekend and keep her out later as well. He had not problem with that so I would pick her up around nine o'clock and have her home around one in the morning. I also asked how she was feeling and is response was “I don't really know. I have her sleeping in the extra bedroom right now until she stops burping up whatever you guys fed her last Wednesday night. Gawd it is awful smelling. We chatted a little bit more about making her into aot Wife for his fantasy and he told me that he planned on the last night to hold a surprise party for her in a nice suite at the best hotel in the city. If I would, could I just pick her up like it was for a regular session and bring her there and of course I said yes. He also asked if I, Barb and anyone else she might have interacted with in her sessions might like to attend and I told him that I would invite them if he would give the place and time her wanted them there. He complied with that and that was the end of the conversations. After this next session, I would have only one last one to give to her considering that the surprise party would be her last session. Barb and I were waffling back and forth between that last session for us being either a trip to the public dungeon or making a bang bus and do some public stuff with her. I liked the latter idea since she was big into *** and public had more punch to it. We would have to wait and see which came together better for us. I do know I was ready to get this Mistress business over with. It is just not my thing.

Now that I had a plan together for Susan, the week went by quickly. I did get the packages that he had sent to me and one of them contained a set of lingerie for Susan and also some harnesses and stuff. I didn't see any current use for them so I just set them aside. I already had her outfit all set for Wednesday night. The other two packages were for Barb and My self. One was a set of jewelry which I could not quite understand the function it would provide. Along with it was some course salt. That one I truly did not understand either. The others were pieces for the business consisting of nice microphones and some video equipment that was meant for the workers and the notes inside told me to drop it off at the studio. Obviously he was in contact with the workers as well. I dropped it off Wednesday as I went home to prepare for the evening with Susan and pick up Barb. We would leave early and meet her nerd at the hotel the convention was being held at. The guys gave me a tour and things were coming together really well which reminded me to update the list of guests I was going to reach out to and to also work some more on the content and brainstorm more ideas for the live shows. I also had to start working on getting the contacts for Barb's shows as well,reaching out to make sure she created content, uploaded it and to make sure we had some kind of order for it online. Then it would just be a matter of routine content creation from ideas we brainstormed, uploading and sit back to see if the content generated revenue. I would act as a kind of manager and the revenue would be passed to him to invest for us and to reinvest into the business for as long as it lasted. We were all aware of the shortness of the life of pornography. We meant not to waste our ***. He had already set up investment accounts for us and had provided some seed *** to that. Even without a dime of income from the business I was already more well off than I had been. I even had any emergency fund now that would see me through almost any emergency I could foresee. A lot of economic pressure had been lifted from my shoulders and it showed in my outlook on life.

When I got home, Barb had already dressed up and was sitting and enjoying a glass of wine. Since I was driving that night I did not accept her offer of a glass. Instead we went over our plan before I got some dinner on the table for the boys. The boys wolfed down their food and acknowledged that I would be home very late this evening. Then they left the table to do homework with an admonishment from me that the could only play video games after it was all completed. I need not have worried so much about them since all of them were pretty good students. I got dressed up in my black outfit tonight since I did not want to stand out too much in the bar while watched events. Barb and I jumped into the car and took off to pick up Susan bring her outfit with us. Once in the room, Barb would dress her, do her make up and put up her hair. Susan was sullen, which was not unusual for her, when she got into the car. She asked where we were going and I told “Tonight you are going to have a chance see who you really are but it will be a kind night for you. I even have a surprise for you that you may like.” She did not even acknowledge my statement.

We walked into the best hotel in the city. It had a large convention area on the first two floors and a large restaurant and a couple of bars on the third floor was where we would conduct our business. We had to choose between the two bars so as we were checking in I asked which bar was the more secluded and perhaps a little more upscale. We were after all looking for more upscale characters. The clerk informed me that the bar to the front was a Sports Bar and would be full of people watching the games on TV and the one in the back was a little more proper with some dancing and a live low key band. We figured that the latter was the best choice. We had arrived just about the same time as Barb;s newest boyfriend arrived and he accompanied us up to our room. The room was vey high class even though it was not a suite. It was roomy with a double bed and all the amenities. Barb took Susan into the roomy bathroom to get her dressed up, do her make up while the nerd and I saw to the arrangements of all the hidden cameras, making sure that everything in the room was covered by video and sound. Each camera would operate independently so that even if one was discovered or went bad, the others would cover for it. The nerd had a beer from the mini fridge while I had a club soda as we waited for Barb to finish dolling Susan up. When they came out, Susan with her statuesque height and blond hair done up on top was spectacular. Her breast were on full display, half spilling out of short dress and her long legs were encases in actual stockings. Of course the bustier underneath served as her underwear and she was wearing no panties in case one of the customers wanted to check out the goods before he decided to procure her for an hour or so. Barb and I had decided her going rate would $150 but after I saw her I upped it to $200. We explained in detail that she was going to a prostitute for the night, hawking her wares in the bar. Hey, a whore by any other name is still a whore, right? I told her “Okay, here is the surprise. We have a goal for you to get three customers. If you are able to do that, consummate the deals, and provide us with the proof, then I will excuse you from your submission to me after I drop you at home tonight.”
Susan mulled that over for a minute and then said “Your on.”
I handed a keycard for the room, told her to charge $200 dollars a pop. And took her purse away from her and checked how much cash she had brought with her to ensure she did not try to somehow try to scam us by using her own cash to count as a customer. I guess I had hung around with Barb too long and am suspicious of all kinds of things. I gave her the purse back knowing she only had fifty dollars in cash

We walked her down to the bar and found a table in the back where Barb and I could observe and allowed her to pick where she wanted to sit. She chose a small table where she could watch customers enter the bar and select her marks or Johns whatever she preferred to think of them as. Meanwhile the nerd went up to the bar, ordered a soft drink for me, a gin martini for Barb and a beer for himself. He talked to several of the customers he was near, once in a while pointing at Susan. When he came back to the table we saw one o the guys he had talked to send a drink over for her as she sat. It was not long until he went over and introduced himself to her and sat down they talked for a while. While that was happening I asked the nerd what he had said to him. “He smiled and said “I bet you that girl right over there is a prostitute. I know him a little from work and I know he comes to these conventions and always ends up paying for some strange sex. He could not believe it since she is so beautiful but I told him to check it out. Now I guess he is.”
We watched the scene as unobtrusively as we could and pretty soon the two finished their drinks and were on the way up to the room. The nerd checked his phone to make sure the video cameras were on.
The small jazz band had started to play softly and people danced a little with three or four couples on the dance floor. Our little couple left me to have a few dances and I got an invitation as well from an older man after they had gone to the dance floor. He was a nice guy just in town for the convention and he sat with us after we were done dancing, buying a round until he figured out he was not going to do any good with me. Still it was nice to be desired. Noted carefully when came back into the bar. Her customer did not come in with her. She was back in business. One down and two to go. It had taken her less than hour to bag the first one,

She did not have to wait long as another man came over and started talking to her. She invited him to sit after a while and then soon she was onto number two, walking out the door with him. We listened to the music, Barb and friend danced a little while I observed the crowd and had some private time. I was approached one time but thanked him nicely saying that I was waiting for a friend. That squashed any more approaches to me for a while. I glanced at my watch as she returned and again she came in alone. It was pretty obvious now to anyone who was watching what she was. And was doing. This time the wait was a little longer, I guess for the men to come up with the courage to make an advance on her. This time, it was the bartender who pointed her out to a customer he was talking to. I glanced at my watch again and I have to tell you that I was rooting for her to make her quota since I was ready to be free of her. Again I reflected I was just not meant to be a dominate ***. They walked out of the bar and this guy just have took his time. It was close to closing time when she returned, looked for us and made a little sign she was ready to go. We paid our tab and followed her upstairs to our room. She was a little late she explained since she had showered up after the last guy. She carefully counted out $600 dollars to prove she had made it. The nerd uploaded the videos to my phone and gave the chip containing them to me from the video cameras surreptitiously so she could not see what he was doing when she used the bathroom before we left. Barb decided to stay behind while the nerd broke down the cameras explaining that he would drop her off. I was not to wait up for her. Knowing they would stay the night in the city, I reminded her not to break her promise to him and warning her that we were already in hot water because of last week. She promised she would only use her oral and anal skills on him. I wondered what kind of relationship they were building and if he knew what he was getting into with his “Good Girl”. Well not my problem I figured except it was if she broke her word on that promise.

Susan I walked together to the car and I congratulated her in breaking free from me. I was actually congratulating myself. It was one more thing off my shoulders although I would have to explain to her husband why he was not going to have his surprise party for his wife. We did not talk while I drove her home. Instead I formulated my plan on how to tell her husband. We got her her home a little earlier than he was expecting her although he met me at the door with garbage bags in hand and I noted the garden hose was laid out just in case. I carefully told him I was sorry but that I had made a bet with her which she won. On the other hand, I told him the nature of the bet and handed him the chip with the videos of her and her Johns on it, telling him “If you play this right, you have leverage now.” He did not seem happy but on the other hand he did not seem too sad about it either. I was anxious to get home and crept into my bedroom trying not disturb the boys who were all in bed. I had to get up for work the next day and knew I would be tired in the morning.

While I got ready for work I checked Barb's room and saw she had not arrived home as I expected. I was not too worried about her. She could take care of herself. I left the boys as they ate cold cereal for breakfast telling them I would see them at their meets that afternoon after work. I was thankful again the varsity and JV had their meets in sequence on the same night. I felt like I was burning my candle from both ends. I met Barb at lunch and when she took off her sunglasses I saw her black eyes were getting much better and were hardly noticeable. I asked how her tits were and she said she had finally regained her balance and was getting better feeling in them as well especially the nipples which while not been cut had been stretched out. I figured that she had found that our when her nerd's hands were playing with them. I asked how that had gone and she said ”He loved them!” I asked if she had honored her word and she nodded slyly. I didn't trust her but accepted it for what it was. I explained why I had given Susan her freedom early and she basically said she understood since it had been dragging on her as well. We talked about the future business a little and then she left to do Barb stuff. Today was her last day of vacation. She would be back at work tomorrow. Next week was her appointment to get pierced assuming she was cleared by the doctor. I would go to the appointment with her an him the following Friday.

That afternoon I got a surprise phone call from Mr. Manson.
“Hello Anna, I just wanted to express my thanks to you for everything. I know I seemed a little off last night but let me tell you why.”
This seemed a little strange to me but I said “Ok”.
“Susan and I have had our issues for some time now. She was getting ready to divorce me some time back and I knew she was talking to a lawyer. Last night when she came home we had it out. She announced she was leaving me. I kept my cool and heard her out. She told me she would be dropping papers on me next week and that she had just been waiting for her bet with you to be paid off. I let her talk herself out and stayed calm. She was not angry but just really just firm on her plans. She planned that I would be move out and had worked with her lawyer on splitting our assets. She was going to quit working for the firm. Her plan had been to surprise me with it and to give me what she thought was a fair deal to make it uncontested. We sat having some coffee. When she was done talking at me, remembered what you had said about having leverage now. I played the chip on my computer so she could see what you had taped the night before and also reminded her that I had videos of the other sessions as well. When I was done, she realized that no judge in the world was going to give her what she wanted. She looked like she was going to cry instead asking what she should do so I made a counter offer. We talked most of the night and hammered out our differences on what I expected from her now. At the end she agreed to all of my terms. I am a patient man and I truly do love my wife despite all of her arrogance and her meanness but I recognize I have to take control of her as well if we are going to make this work. In the end, we decided on some limits on my power over her but she also agreed that she would now become a 24/7 slave to me as long as we are married. I will make sure lives in the comfort she is used to but I would also be entitled to her services at all times as I wished to use them. We put forth a set of rules she would live under, and I was compassionate but firm in my demands. Like a business deal we hammered out something we could both agree to. So the best news is the surprise partyIi had planned for her is now a coming out party for her as my 24/7. So please make sure that those you have invited or intended to invite know to still plan on coming. “
I almost could not believe my ears but said “Well congratulations. I am happy for the both of you and I hope it is a happy relationship.” Inside I wondered how happy it might be but thought I should encourage them both if I could. I promised that Barb and I would attend. I also told him that or Master would be there as well as some others such as Old Joe, some of the waitresses at The Honey Be Bar, our workers and the nerd would also be invited. He was excited I had so many people intending to come. Some of his friends from the Rangers would be there as well. I did not intend to invite any of the guys from the
Glory Hole experience to attend even if I thought I could find them. I thought that night was better off lost to history.We said our goodbyes and we hung up our phones. I felt a little better about all of the last few weeks.

I was relieved so much, the rest of the day I went about my duties with a bounce in my step. Even my boss commented on how cheerful I had become. Another weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

When I got to the High School Gym, Barb was already in the stands and I could not wait to dish on the phone call and the news about Susan. Barb was philosophical about it.”Imagine the nerve of that whore trying to divorce her husband!” was her comment. I tried not to laugh as we watched the matches. I could now start getting excited about the cruise and finalize our plans. We still had Barb's doctor appointment, her appointment to get pierced, our real punishment session and then the following week Susan's coming out party but now I was felt like we were making some real progress.
We had a full week to heal.

I worked to make sure everything was put in online for the cruise and saw that our accounts online wee linked to his credit card making sure we had no expenses except the tips to the bag handlers and to servers aboard which were optional since tips were taken into account in the price for the trip. That was what the extra cash was for in case we had service we wanted to reward with a few bills. Of course we also had to take care of the bag handlers as well. The only thing I could figure out was that we had to pay for parking at the airport when we left or after we arrived back. That was nothing in comparison to what he had arranged for us. Barb, the boys would all fit in one car so that was minimal as well. The expedited passports all arrived on Saturday and all of a sudden the dream became real for me. Now I just had to get through the next couple of weeks and we would be off on the first real vacation I had ever taken besides the small camping trips my family had taken This would be my first trip outside of the country. It was also the first time I would fly in an airplane.

The next week flew by. The doctor informed Barb in front of me that she could get herself pierced so we were good to go on Friday. I got an e-mail from him telling me that he would meet us at the same Tattoo parlor I had been to and that the payment system would be the same for Barb as it had been for me except she would use her ass instead of her mouth. We got there in plenty of time and waited in the car for him. Right on time, he rolled into the parking lot, collected us both and we walked into the parlor. Again it was open but empty. The tattoo artist came out and welcomed us. At that point, it turned out that a few additions had been added for Barb's procedures. First, he had decided that since she had cheated on him with her cunt, she was to have four rings put into her labia so that he could lace her up when he was out of town should he desire. He had also decided to put a small tattoo on the small of her back just above her ass crack.It made no difference to Barb at all but I wondered a little about it. In any event, I did not get a vote so I kept my mouth shut firmly.

Once inside, Barb stripped down quickly and jumped right into the chair. She was eager to get her rings as though they were prizes to show off. He asked her to get onto the table first however since he was first going to put her tattoo on the small of her back. It truly was small and she had much less *** thanI remembered having whenI got my tattoos but perhaps she was just more dulled to the *** after being a submissive. It turned out the tattoo was a bar code. I thought that was strange. Before they started he pulled out his phone and scanned the stencil of the tattoo and showed me the result. It directed his phone to pull up a web site that was registered for Submissive Barbie. It had all of the content we had taken from our sessions for Barb loaded into the site, well organized. You could bring up the videos and the photos of her. The introduction was her telling the world when the last time she had been cunt fucked. He told me “This way when some guy is ass fucking her, he can bring this up.” then he winked at me. When the artist had completed, they wiped the ink away and made sure the bar code worked on his phone again. It did and they directed her to get into the chair. The artist pulled out the rings, tag and bells that had been ordered for her. The nipple rings were much larger that my rings and he stated he would have to use the punch for them. He also intended to punch the holes for her labia as well since then he could lace her with or without the rings inserted. The tag was a nice gold one like mine but the rings were pretty standard ones and not solid gold. The bells were larger and heavier. He whispered to me that they were the specified bells for PonyGirls. He also told me that he was not going to lace her when he was gone but he did intend for her to be laced for when she raced since then the dildo that was specified for PonyGirls would not chafe as much as it moved in and out of her. He had done his research it seemed on PonyGirls. I winced every time I saw him use the punch on her to ensure the openings were large enough to take the rings or in the case of labia, the laces which might be employed. Barb took the entire procedure well though., only grimacing as it occurred. I had been instructed to bring the strange jewelry that had arrived at my house and I was shown how to use it. The artist put them on first so that a small circle was under the piercing over the nipple so the base was at the lowest point on the then another ring was put on top of that ring which had set screws in it that when screwed down had the impact of raising the op ring up against the nipple rings and thereby stretching her nipple upwards. The artist showed me how it worked, showed me how to put it on her and then demonstrated after he took it off how to screw in the set screws. The little cage like mechanism was for future use he said after the first extensions were completed. The top of the nipple beyond the piercing would caged and also extended in the same way except that it would go from bar to bar on the cage. I was not to start extending her nipples until after the cruise however. I was also required to have her spend 15 minutes each morning and 15 minutes each night, releasing the extenders and rubbing course salt onto and into each of her nipples to toughen them up. I nodded at him through all of these explanation outwardly calm but inside wondering what the hell we were getting into . She was also to use salt on her labia holes to toughen them up as well. I made a small joe in my head that “She was going to be salty bitch by the end of this all.” I also wondered how long and tough those nipples would become. Those set screws were pretty long and came in larger sizes that had been included as well. I hoped her new boyfriend was going to be continue to be as understanding about all of this.
Barb took care of the payment and He and I gave her privacy to do so. We chatted while we waited and he informed that the extenders would be worn at all times once they were ready to be worn except during sessions. He also wanted me to know she should wear her tag at all times unless he authorized it to be taken off just like me. I nodded my understanding. Her nipple rings were permanent like mine, locked in place but the labia rings though larger could be removed easier for insertion of the laces.

Barb bounced out after a half our or so. She was all happy with her tattoo and her piercings.

The net evening we had our punishment session. It went pretty well with a few exceptions. First, we spent an extended amount of time with Barb being photographed. Then she had to read her apology to him breaking her word and updating her time cock on when she had last been cunt fucked. She read all of this from a paper he had provided. Init she revealed the circumstances of getting fucked and breaking her word. Her photographs were primarily showing off her piercing and tattoo. Then I demonstrated how her tattoo would bring up her website. I had my own little statement to make as well, taking responsibility for her braking her word since I was responsible for her. I updated my own time line since I had last been fucked by a man in my cunt and ended up telling the world that my punishment, in addition to whip strokes was to accept that from now on I would take an inflatable butt plug in my ass that could be increased to fully stretch my ass until I decided I would abandon my limit on doing anal sex. I hesitated when I made this statement but knew it was futile and made it knowing I was going to be hurting by the end of the night.

We were tested and as expected Barb did dismally and was punished extremely harshly. I did well and was punished much less although I had to take 25 strokes of the largest dressage whip.When the second portion of the session came and I had to take that inflatable plug in my ass, I found it went in easy but he immediately inflated it so much that the cramping was almost unbearable. By the end of the session, I was no longer an anal virgin, as I gave in and discarded my limit on anal sex . The bad news was that I capitulated. The good news twas it was preferable to having that large inflatable in my ass. In fact, I almost enjoyed it.
With that over, we both had massive orgasms and kept him busy with after care while we recovered. I was relived that both of us came out with less than I had ***ed. He sent us both on our way and we could now look confidently ahead to Susan's coming out party and our low impact sessions the next week. The week after all of that we would be leaving on our 10 day cruise.

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You belong in prison