She usually comes to visit after her workout and she is dressed in yoga pants, so I can admire her clam-shell pussy, and tight ass. She normally wears...a tight shirt that does nothing to hide her popping nipples.Today was no different, and she had been there for about five minutes. We were chatting about some work she wanted to do in her backyard, and I was trying to not stare at her tits that were even more on display than usual. I was almost sure she had not put on her sports bra today. How. Good I am now your Boss, any grievances are to be brought to me and only me. Gentlemen you can begin the training now she left and I was led to my bed. One of my trainers gave me a drink of water which I sipped as all four of them disrobed before my eyes. I was already dripping wet after all the talk, anticipation, excitement and fear. They first forced me to kneel before the bed with my tits resting on it. My legs were kicked apart exposing my sex to allow the four guys to do as they pleased. After each course I would clear away and then wash up after You had finished the meal. I would then make myself available for You and Your friends’ play.At Your desire I imagine I would be strapped over Your coffee table at first for the delectation of You and the other Mistresses, taking turns to spank, cane flog or whip me as the fancy took You or perhaps to be used as the recipient of a strap-on, being watched by You all and taken in turn. I would be gagged to make sure that I did not make a. We've got our orders, let's get this show on the road."Epilogue At the beginning of this retelling, I indicated that this did not lead Maddie and me down a road where she became a slut and me a cuckold. I even stated that we are still happily married. Indeed, all of that is true, but not only due to the love we share for each other, but also the genuine friendship of Stan and Greg.That first day, we found our way to maintaining the close friendships we had fostered. In fact, it was tighter than.