But this… this was a new trip indeed. She was not at all sure where this was going, how she was going to feel about it, or why she felt compelled to follow it thru. All Vicki seemed sure of was the moment. Here she was and here she would be until crated and returned home tomorrow.

Karen spoke.

"I will be joining you in Phoenix for a convention in three weeks. Jack wants me hostess, and you are to crated and freighted." Vicki had not heard about this yet. She made a mental note to be sure and tell her husband… and get a few days off if needed. "What do you do there? I mean beside take care of Jack." Karen asked over her driving.

"Last time I was blind folded and displayed as a center piece at the buffet table… and upon occasion I have to take care of the incentives for a business prospect."

"You mean naked?" She exclaimed.

"Oiled, and naked… and tied to the table top… with the buffet dishes all about me." Vicki explained remembering vividly.

"And Jack let someone, some business client… well, fuck you?" Karen stammered.

"He ‘ owns ' my sex when I am with him… just like you ‘ own ' me this weekend… Jack uses me when and how he wants… and he does use me!" Vicki mused. "I had one guy, the first one we sold a lease to that never did much of anything. It was a bore. I'd much rather Jack use his lease than not."

"And me?" Karen asked quietly.

"I'm here… you own me while I'm here… better to be used than no usedt to be sure." Vicki strained a wry smile.

Karen pulled into the drive. The garage door opened. What might be next?

"So now what?" Vicki asked as they walked inside.

"Now it's your turn. I'm more than a bit anxious, but this has to be part of the deal. I've thought a lot about your sex this past week… so now it's time to make my part good." Karen forced a thin smile. She was obviously uneasy about her thoughts but equally determined.

"Come Brutus." She called to her dog. Brutus bound passed into the house. "Let me take care of Brutus then I'll meet you in the bedroom."

Vicki thought better of asking about Brutus. But the thought of her getting a real good licking made her thighs blush. Karen followed Vicki to the bedroom. Karen dropped her clothes at the foot of the bed, except for the corset. Corset training would require nearly 24/7 attention or it would not be worth the effort. Vicki took little time in removing her clothes. After all it was her turn. Vicki's sex was itchy, warm, and wanton… curious too… her reactions about a woman in her twat.

"Lay down." Karen said softly. Vicki lay on the bed. Karen tied her to each of the four bedposts. She began kissing each breast while rolling the opposing nipple lightly between her thumb and fore-finger. She kissed, caressed, and licked her way to Vicki's sex. Finally Karen licked Vicki's vulva. She tasted salty. Karen tickled her swollen wet pussy with the tip of her tongue. Vicki groaned rocking her hips slowly to the attentions of Karen's tongue. She paused, twitched, her tummy contracted… she came Karen collapsed along side an exhausted Vicki. Together they slept thru the afternoon.

Vicki awoke as Karen slipped from the bed. She listened quietly still tied to the bed posts. Karen was fussing about sacks she had gotten out of the closet. Vicki dared not think about the possibilities… yet curiosity won out.

"Presents for me?" Vicki asked playfully.

Karen moved to the bottom of the bed. Kneeling, crawling towards Vicki she placed the large eight inch soft black strap-on at the entrance to Vicki's sex.

"Now I'm gonna fuck you." She whispered pressing the tip firmly against her vulva. Slowly she rocked the tip along Vicki's slit… patiently she pressed forward… moisture began to lube her sex. Slowly the dildo began to enter Vicki's body. She groaned wantonly.

"Ask for it…. Beg for it… I'm fucking you…" Karen stroked long slow thrusts grinding Vicki's clit.

"Oooo… yyeesss…fuck my hot pussy…. Yes… fuck me… yes." Vicki croaked. Vicki bucked in rhythm to Karen, cumming wildly. Karen beamed with delight as she humped her bound sub. Vicki nearly screamed with delight as she came bucking wildly against Karen's firm rubber cock. Karen pumped Vicki to exhaustion falling to her side, cuddling, caressing… sucking a firm breast.

"You're not a bad first lay." Karen quipped. "I can see why Bobby enjoys fucking you." She giggled. Vicki smiled, her eyes closed in silent pleasure.

"Now it's my turn. I want you to help tie me up securely. I have left instructions in the envelope… from an internet site… That way I can't change my mind." Karen finished untying Vicki's wrists. She slipped Vicki's hood over her head. "I guess after I've tasted your sex the gag shouldn't bother." Vicki untied her legs kneeling to Karen she laced the hood secure and pumped the gag.

"Too much?" Vicki asked.

"Nnnn… mmm… ppp…" was the hooded response.

Vicki opened the envelope:

• Put the spreader bar between my legs.

• Put a pair of hand cuffs on my wrists.

• Spread a towel between the crate and the couch.

• Tie the spreader bar to the crate… your crate.

• Tie my cuffs to one leg of the couch.

• On the counter you will find a mix of honey and peanut butter, two small booties, and a digital camera. Spread a spoon full from my ass to and about my sex. Cover my pussy.

• Place the small booties on Brutus front paws. Use a bit of duct tape to keep them on his paws.

• Give Brutus a small spoonful of the peanut butter mix.

• Sit on the couch and take pictures….

Vicki followed the instructions. Karen's sex was swollen with anticipation and wet as Vicki spread the mixture about from anus to clit. Then Vicki let Brutus in from the back yard. He eagerly licked the stuff from the spoon. Vicki scratched his ears. He rolled onto his back. She took a minute to sit and scratch his tummy. Brutus was happy for the attention. Vicki went into the next room sitting on the couch. Brutus followed tail wagging happily.

Click. Vicki took a picture of Brutus following her into the room. Curiosity brought Brutus to the fleshy object on the floor. He nudged Karen. She flinched slightly. He sniffed the peanut buttered bottom. Karen jumped as his tongue caught her crack. Instinctively she struggled against her ties. She was bound securely. She wiggled her bottom. It did not deter Brutus tongue as he licked the peanut butter away. His tongue caught the sent of her sex. Brutus began to act fidgety, ridged as he finished off the peanut butter. Vicki clicked eagerly with the camera.

Brutus mounted Karen.

"Nnnnnnnn…….oooooooo…… rrrrrrrrr…… uuuuu…..ssssss" mumbled from inside the hood. Vicki took another picture. A long red sausage like cock found her swollen wet sex. Before Karen knew what was happening Brutus had penetrated her… burying his cock deep into her pussy. Tightly Brutus held on pulling Karen to him with his front paws. She struggled with the weight and the ideas in her mind. Vicki took the pictures. Brutus began humping wildly…. And large red knot formed and disappeared into Karen. She came with a scream. Brutus humped… Karen squealed… Brutus turned his butt to hers… tied together…. Karen came again…. Vicki took pictures.

It took just over ten minutes before Brutus slipped from Karen's twat with a messy whoosh. Sticky cum dripped onto the towel… and ran down her thighs. Vicki took pictures. Brutus limped to the kitchen to clean himself. Vicki took pictures.

Ten minutes more passed before Vicki released Karen.

"What a rush!! I was fucked by a damn dog!!" Karen paused. "Did you get it. Did you get the pictures?" She pointed excitedly at the camera.

"Sure did." Vicki sat back onto the couch handing the camera to Karen. She looked at most of the pictures.

"Wild!" Karen looked glassy eyed as she looked thru the digital pictures.

"I need a shower." She disappeared into the bathroom. It was after four PM . Evening was right around the corner. Vicki considered Brutus carefully as he rounded the corner.

"Well, I guess you got another good lay coming up big guy. I wonder if I'm up to it." Vicki mused as she turned the TV on. "We'll soon find out." She scratched his ears as she sat naked on the couch next to Brutus. He sniffed at her sex. "Later. You'll get that later." She pushed him away for the moment.

Vicki tried not the think about recent events. She had not found any offense, rather curiosity in Karen's sexual encounter with Brutus. But when those thoughts cross her mind with Brutus on her back…Vicki shuddered. It was her choice. Karen never pushed. Yet still Vicki knew she would go along. So she did her best not to ponder coming events. Live it in the moment…. Karen had seemed to enjoy herself… so how bad could it be… Vicki cleared her mind.

Karen came out of the shower with her corset in hand. "I need to put this back on." She handed it to Vicki. Vicki tugged each lace. It would take some doing to

‘re-shape' Karen as she had suggested. But better tried and failed than never to try at all.

Karen slipped into a snug fitting pair of blue-jeans and flip-flops. Vicki was still naked… and yearning for some cover.

"Do you have anything for me to wear?"

"Sure do." Karen returned to with a few things. She handed a light blue shelf bra to Vicki. Vicki looked curiously at Karen holding the thing with one finger.

"When you are with me your breasts will always be on display."

"Oh." Vicki began fastening the bra. Her breasts sat round, firm, and on display. The blouse was a simple aqua floral print, completely opaque about the back and sides… and thing white lace applique adorned the bodice… across Vicki's breasts… prominently displayed and given only just enough cover with the applique as to suggest coverage while still plainly visible. Vicki winked at Karen.

"Cute… and in public… or with guests?" She queried.

"As is." Karen quipped. "There is a black vinyl skirt in the bottom drawer. It zips from top to bottom… no panties. We're going to go dancing tonight."

"Do you realize that we look like we are advertising, offering something, dressed like this in public?" Vicki asked she picked up the skirt.

" You are. They can look and touch. You cannot refuse the attentions… but no sex. That is mine. Now let's see. Unzip it from the bottom and two inches…yes, that will do nicely."

"Okay. And how much do you want to let them feel?" Vicki asked a bit miffed at the tenor of events.

"If they're not blind, they can see what you have. Let them look. A few will want to touch. Let them… let them touch whatever they want." Karen stood up from the sink where she was applying her make up. "Tell you what; we won't leave until you've been completely felt up… at least once. So it's up to you. You just have to tell me afterwards."

"That should be easy enough. With the advertising you are making me do someone will cop a feel before we get sat down."

"No, not just a feel… explored… felt up… completely… diddled… at least once tonight."

"Oh." Vicki said quietly. "And you? Tell you what; let's make it interesting five bucks for each time I get felt up against five bucks for each time you get felt up." Vicki challenged. Karen thought a moment.

"Okay. But it doesn't count unless fingers actually touch sex… and ten bucks if you can get finger penetration but only in my presence… and twenty if you cum while we sit there."

"Nasty. You're just nasty… but it's a deal!" Vicki proclaimed.

Karen and Vicki sat at a small booth next to the dance floor. The band was loud even if they weren't exceptional. It took a few minutes for someone to ask Karen to dance. Vicki left the booth before Karen finished the first dance. The next two dances passed easily now that they were both on the dance floor then came a slow dance. Karen's partner cuddled in close allowing his off hand to find the top of her bottom. She did nothing to deter him. Vicki's partner soon followed.

"I like your blouse." He smiled as he examined her breasts perched upon the shelf bra.

"I don't think so… I think you like what you see." Vicki corrected.

"Sorry. I mean… I didn't mean to…" He blushed. She pulled him closer as the music droned on.

"That's okay. If I minded I wouldn't have worn this outfit. Come sit with me." Vicki asked as the music ended. Karen and her boy joined them. The guys ordered drinks. Vicki took her guys hand placing it under the table and directly in her lap. It took almost a full minute for his hand to find her flesh. Softly she patted his hand leaving him to his pleasures as the four of them visited.

His hand caressed her thigh. She did nothing, except an encouraging smile as he tugged at a bit on the brass ring attached to her zipper. Carefully Vicki took hold of the off side of the skirt. Slowly the zipper slipped upwards… click… click… click…click. Each tooth of the zipper slipped open. Vicki held on to the skirt, not at all sure how far he was going to unzip her skirt. Besides she could always re-zip it in a few minutes. It took another song… and a second drink before his hand slipped onto the soft inner parts of her thigh. Vicki shifted in her seat. He froze. She opened her legs a bit allowing access to her sex. A smile and his finger tips brushed the Promised Land. She waited smiling, visiting; waiting… his finger dipped her wet sex.

Karen smiled as she watched Vicki knowing what she was upto. Softly Karen slipped her guy's hand between the folds of her skirt and onto her leg. Slowly she slid it upwards thru the crack in her skirt. He diddle her sex… to abruptly to have any real interest to Karen, but a bet was a bet.

Vicki winked at Karen and held her hand flat on the table showing Karen the five buck sign, then two fingers for a ten as a strange finger slipped inside. Karen nodded. Another song Karen winked at Vicki. It was time to dance again.

Vicki leaned to Karen as they walked to the dance floor. "Ten."

Karen winced. "Five."

By the time Vicki and Karen were ready to leave it was 25 to 30 for Karen. Their last challenges were busy fingering each of the women. Both Vicki and Karen were ‘well-oiled'. Vicki looked directly at Karen. Her tummy twitched. It felt so good. She wanted to cum so badly. He sat quietly stroking her clit. Vicki caught her breath. Karen stopped talking knowing that Vicki was at the threshold of orgasm. Vicki looked at Karen, smiled, caught her breath again… a struggled to maintain composure as she came. Her body shook. Her voice broke. She barely missed a step in the conversation… as she came. Vicki pressed her legs together smiling at her escort.

"You're fine… stay another minute." She whispered into his ear. "I like your hand exactly where it is."

Karen was not going to cum… not here… not tonight. She knew that and knew that she would loose to Vicki… tonight anyway. The two women made their excuses taking a cab home.

"Oh, fuck me… tie me up and fuck me… I need to be fucked." Karen crooned as they giggled their way into the house. Vicki got out the ropes as Karen lay down. Vicki obliged tying Karen to the crate and couch… and then fucking her wildly with their soft rubber strap-on. Vicki loved it!! Karen came noisily. The two staggered to bed exhausted.

Morning found Vicki sitting on Karen's face while sucking, licking, and eating Karen's sex. Karen was busily buried in Vicki's sex. The morning passed with noisy orgasms each woman taking turns fucking the other. Late afternoon found them lying lazily in bed… dozing… resting from the weekend.

"One thing left." Karen said as the sun began to set. "Brutus." That was all Karen said.

"Okay. I guess, though I really would rather not… honestly!" Vicki said flatly having forgotten about Brutus.

"You want to be tied up or what?" Karen asked walking towards the closet.

"No. I'm fine. Get him ready and I'll be right out. I want to use the bathroom first.

Vicki took care of her business before walking out to the living room. Brutus was lapping at Karen's sex.

"Are you going to do him or am I?" Vicki asked.

"You are. Kneel down here." Karen pointed to the couch. Vicki bent over the bench. Brutus began licking her bottom. It didn't take long before Vicki's sex was very ready. Brutus found her sex without much ado. Before Vicki realized it his cock was more than half buried in her pussy. Soon she was cumming wildly… this knot disappeared. Vicki was well fucked and tied… Karen took lots and lots of pictures.

Vicki arrived on time. I helped Karen unload her crate. Karen was very pleasant and polite as she thanked me and left. I took my wife into the garage.

"Karen left one last instruction. You are not to be uncrated until morning. I'll be back in the early morning. Night love." I said tapping upon the crate.

"Mmmppphhhh…" was all that was said as I turned the lights off.

I set the alarm clock for an hour earlier than normal. It would take Vicki a while to unwind and clean up before work. Vicki was a bit cross about spending the night in the crate, but none the worse for wear.

"How did it go?" I asked as she soaked in the tub.

"Not bad really, very, very, different than anything I had expected." Vicki said quietly.

"So did you two?" I asked.

Vicki looked at me and smiled. "What do you think? She owned me for the weekend."

"And was it fun… did you enjoy the weekend?" I pried a bit more.

"It was really different. Yeah, I enjoyed myself. She has a plan of sorts, a reason for buying a lease. She wants me to help train her for Bobby… and she has quite the imagination."

"I want to own you… like they own me. So prepare a Deed and all for tonight… and I'll tell you all the details you want… after we complete the sale.

"Hun, you do own me, we're married."

"Not that way. I want to own you like Jack and Karen own me."