Three Way With Carla
Keywords: Way, With, Carla, Three,
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"This story is fiction. It is meant to be read by adults. Children under the age of 18, please leave. All the characters in this story are of my own imagination, and not real in any sense of the word. Any similarities to that of living people is pure coincidence.
This story involves a man & wife being used by a dominatrix. (With a twist) Comments are always appreciated, but please limit those to ideas & not to just give grief.
And now --- on with the story. I hope you will enjoy."
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Karen, my wife of five years, decided to try to get into shape for the New Year and started working out at a local gym. She was doing some weight training and aerobics when she met another woman, Carla who was really into the fitness scene. Carla, at six foot, was nearly eight inches taller than Karen; and she had a lot of muscular definition in her upper body. Karen remarked to me about how large Carla"s breasts were – that she wished she could have DD size too. Karen"s breasts had shrunk as she started to first lose weight – dropping from a C cup to a full B. But I didn"t complain since she lost 22 pounds in seven weeks and looked much better now in a tight skirt than years ago when we had married.
Karen took a liking to Carla – and I never even noticed how much that Carla started to mean to my wife. It seemed to me that all of the sudden everything that Carla did was perfect, while Karen seemed unsure of herself – even to the point of calling Carla to see which movie we should watch on our night out. I got curious since I had never met this woman who was starting to play a very important part of my wife"s life.
Karen told me how the two of them would work out for 3 ½ hours in the morning; eat a light lunch; then spend the afternoon together either at Carla"s apartment or at home. When I inquired what they did during the afternoons she told me – "Why, whatever Carla wants. She is so good for me. She makes me feel like a real woman."
"Why haven"t I met her yet?" I asked
"She works evenings as a escort." Karen replied like it was no big deal.
"Escort? With strange men?" I questioned her
"Men – Women – whoever pays her." She retorted
"You are hanging around with a prostitute?" I smarted off
"Don"t be silly. Carla is an escort. She meets people who pay her to be in her presence. She doesn"t have sex with them – she"s not anyone"s prostitute." Karen replied.
"What do they pay her to do?" I asked
"She and a few of her friends have a dungeon. A bunch of men – and even some women pay them money to be tied up and punished." She blurted out without the slightest worry that I would be concerned over this new change to our lives.
"Does she engage in sex when they are tied up?" I further prodded.
"No – that would be prostitution and illegal. She has sex on her off hours." Karen dreamily replied.
I had to know the answer to the question buzzing through my mind … "Has she, or her friends ever come on to you?"
"Honey, that is something I just don"t do." She assured me.
I let it drop. But my ears perked up each time Karen discussed her morning workout and relaxation afternoons with Carla.
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I was shown some photos of Carla. One was a top half shot in a very hot red leather outfit, and another with her back to the lens turning around so that I could see the silhouette of her plump chest. *WOW*! I thought to myself and there weren"t any more bad thoughts about Carla.
That was until last week when I saw some yellowish blue marks on Karen"s rump as she bent over to put on her panties in the morning. "What happen to you?" I pointed to the marks.
"Please – I told you once before I don"t do that." She pleaded with me.
"Do what? I just asked what those marks are from --- what don"t you do?" I pressed her.
"I don"t have sex and tell." She sheepishly replied.
I was floored by my wife"s confession of sex outside our marriage. "You had an affair?"
She tried not to tell me. She continued to get dressed.
I turned her around to face me; looked right into her eyes; and pressured her for an answer "Please Karen. I love you – I would do anything to not lose you. Tell me your not having an affair with some guy."
"It isn"t what you think. It"s not a guy in the sense of the word – it"s Carla." She truthfully admitted.
"Carla did this to you?" I spun her around to take down her panties and check out her bruised ass.
"Yes" She tearfully admitted.
"Why?" I asked
"She hit me with a crop because I kept telling her NO. She doesn"t tolerate insubordination in her pets" Karen told me.
I tried not to be so shocked – I needed answers to what my wife had been doing with this woman. The words that Karen used bothered me – insubordination & pet. "I am your husband. Please tell me what is going on."
"She made me tell her things about you. Now she wants to have a 3 way with you, her, and me. I refused, so she spanked me with a crop." Karen admitted. "Please – I previously never talked to anyone about you. But she persuaded me to tell her things. Personal things about me and about you. And now you want me to tell you things – discrete things that she has done with me. That is what I don"t usually do."
Wow – this was really getting weird. Karen was spanked for not wanting to have 3-way sex with me and a fabulous dominant woman. But then I had to ask "What kind of things about me?"
"If you are submissive to me - or with other people. If you get hard from being told how to have sex. If you satisfy me? How small your dick is. If you like sucking my pussy. If you would enjoy sucking a cock, or my pussy after a cock has squirted inside." She admitted.
"And just what kind of answers did you give her?" I hesitantly questioned.
"I told her as she raped me that you have fantasized being a slave, and obeying a Mistress or Master. I told her how you like sucking my pussy, but I don"t think you would like being forced to suck a cock." She trembled as she admitted the rest "I admitted that you"re not equipped with a thick powerful tool, what"s more -- I have had more earth shattering orgasms in one month with her- than all 5 years with you."
I could only cringe as I looked down in defeat; I couldn"t say a word.
"I am sorry. She is unlike anyone else I have ever met. Carla has such awesome strength, a commanding presence and the tools to make me obey. I cum so hard for her." She confessed.
It took a little while for this to sink in – I was not the best lover for my wife. I knew I wasn"t hung more than 3 inches soft and 5 inches hard. I knew I was not real forceful with her, sexually taking her places she only could dream of. Could she find sexual gratification in the hands of a WOMAN? When Karen was dressed and I had to leave for work I asked her one more question. "If she thinks I am not a good lover to you – why on earth would she want to include me in a 3 way?"
"So she doesn"t have to sneak around – having sex with me. I guess if you were --- um – satisfied with the arrangement --- or belittled to the point of being inferior to her --- then she would be delighted." Karen broke it to me. "She dominates guys for a living. What would make you think she wouldn"t want to manipulate you?"
"And you refused." I said proudly
Rubbing her behind, "It cost me 30 swats on my ass. The worst part - I think she will ask again."
"I might be interested" grinning at the prospect of having 2 women at once. "I mean what"s the harm – it"s not like you"re with another guy."
Karen looked down at her feet "Sex with her is unusual at best, intense to say the least. You"ll never be the same," she warned.
Ignoring the warning, and only thinking with my dick. "Next time she asks – tell her I will be willing to try something new." Then I kissed her on her cheek, hugged her tight against me, then left for work. I didn"t get a bit accomplished that day – or even the next day. All I could think about was being in a 3 way with Karen and her dominant lover.
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For the next few days – very little was told to me about Carla. Oh, I asked – but Karen said that she didn"t want to discuss it. I asked why – she told me that our lives would change too much, and she would be afraid we wouldn"t have the normal life we have now.
When I arrived home Friday evening, Karen told me that she had a surprise – we were going to have Carla over for the weekend. "She booked a whole weekend to spend breaking you in."
I wasn"t sure what the connotation was – but my dick sure liked the idea. "Great. When does she arrive?" I asked
"She"s already in the family room. Go in there and greet her." Karen told me.
I strolled in and beheld the most awesome sight. Carla was seated on our couch while dressed in a very provocative black and red leather and spandex outfit, which hugged her body like a second skin. Her mounds of breast flesh were squeezed together to make a very inviting cleavage. Her exposed arms were defined by taunt muscles, which only seemed to enhance her domineering look. The tight black spandex enveloped her legs allowing my eyes time to follow from the point of her boots, up her thighs to the red leather mound between her legs. As she began to speak – I didn"t even hear the words coming from her mouth – but I gazed upon her facial features. She may have had on a bit too much make-up but her eyes held a bit of amusement behind them. Her long blonde curly hair which was parted in the middle of her head; cascaded down her shoulders so that one half fell behind her back, and the other flowed to her magnificent breasts. Ahhh, no wonder my wife admired them so much – she must be DD cup at the very least. I was jostled out of my admiration for this wicked woman in my house by her strict comments.
"I asked you a question Boy – answer me!" Carla announced.
"I – I am sorry, I guess I didn"t hear you.
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Keywords: Way, With, Carla, Three,