Alice's Toy Room

 

By:� Alice Parker

 

 

��� � "You want me to WHAT!?!?"

 

��� � "Come on Alice, you guzzle my cum like there is no tomorrow...� It comes out of the same hole."

 

��� � "I think that is a little different though."� I could not believe we were having this discussion.� On second thought... yes I could.� Ed had a funny way of sneaking up on me with crazy shit.

 

�� �� �"How about you just try a little bit of it now and if it doesn't bother you, then that is how we can christen the new house."

 

����� I put my eyeliner down and turned away from the mirror.� Ed cracked me up.� Sometimes he would coax and sometimes he would order.� I think it all depended on what he thought my reaction would be.� This though, I figured he would wind up ordering me to do eventually unless I gave in first.� Thinking it was better to just try it and get the whole thing over with, I told him I would taste it.� Once his urine started to flow into the toilet, I stuck my index finger in the stream.

 

��� � "Use your tongue." he said.

 

��� � "I JUST did my make-up... you said you wanted me to taste it.... you didn't say how."

 

��� � He didn't get exactly what he was looking for but it was close enough to put a smug look on his face.

 

����� "There now, that wasn't so bad now was it?" he asked me intently as I pulled my finger out of my mouth.

 

��� � "Well I wouldn't keep a gallon in the 'fridge but no, it really wasn't bad.� I still don't know if I want to let you do that though."� I couldn't believe I had just tried pee.� I could not believe a lot of the things this man was getting me to do.� And still I wanted more.... needed it like a fix.� Ed zipped up his pants and gave me a quick kiss.

 

��� � "Don't forget, we are meeting Frank at the new house tonight for dinner.� Are you excited?"

 

��� � As if he needed to ask that question.� I had been pestering him for weeks to let me go and see what he was doing to it.� He and Frank had been putting in some major time on it after work and on the weekends.� I knew it needed some work but I didn't really think it needed that much.� Ed's Aunt had left it to him when she passed.� It was a little run down and raggedy when we first looked at it, but with three bedrooms it was pretty roomy.

 

��� � I had no doubt that the guys could fix it up. �They were contractors and had a business together.� Between the two of them there was very little they couldn't do.� Still, it had been taking a very long time and I was getting no answers.� I knew they were spending time there since Ed would have me bring them supplies or something to eat occasionally.� I just wasn't allowed in the house.� They had gone so far as to put blinds up so I couldn't just look in. Ed had expected my curiosity to get the better of me and I didn't disappoint him.

 

��� � One day I sneaked out on my lunch and went over to try and take peek in the windows. I found one with a blind that had a gap between the slats and I peered in.� I saw nothing major had been done to the front room- just carpet and paint.� I was really starting to wonder what these guys were up to, it shouldn't have taken those two more than the first week to get that stuff done.� I decided to try and make my way around to the back to see if there was some kind of major over-haul to the kitchen.� I was just rounding the corner when I ran right into Frank.

 

��� � "What are you doing here?" we both asked.

 

��� � "I am here to drop off some extra paint from a job we just finished."

 

��� � "I just came by on my lunch, you guys have been spending so much time over here that it got me really curious.� We don't have to tell Ed about this do we?"� I didn't want to get in trouble and I was thinking that if Ed found out, I would be.

 

��� � "Sure we have to tell Ed.� I promised him I would let him know if I caught you snooping around." he said with a gleam in his eye.� Sometimes I had to wonder how much he knew about our sexual activities.� I sat at work the rest of that afternoon alternating between being anxious and turned on.� I just hoped I would not get into too much trouble.� I did though.� Ed didn't even use his hand that night; I received my spanking with the belt.

 

��� � Wondering how long it would be until I got spanked in the new house, I looked at the clock up on the wall.� I hate having to sit at a desk all day when I have something exciting to do after work.� Especially on a Friday.� 5:00 hit and I peeled out the door, rushing so I could get to the new house.� I was the first one there so I waited in the car.� Any desire I had to approach the house on my own had been spanked out of me.����

 

��� � I didn't have to wait long until the guys pulled up with a pizza and beer.� I jumped out of the car and almost skipped over to them I was so excited.� Ed walked up to the front door and opened it.� I was crest-fallen.� It looked exactly the same as when I had been spying in the windows.� Knowing that there had to be more, I started to push my way past Ed.

 

��� � "Hold it there little girl." Ed said as he grabbed the waistband of my skirt, stopping me in my tracks.� "I am pretty hungry.� I think we should eat before we explore the rest of the house.� Don't you Frank?"

 

�� �� �"Oh yeah Ed, I am pretty hungry.� I think we should eat first too."

 

��� � Bastards!� They both just wanted to watch me squirm!� Trying to figure out a way to snoop on my own, I asked "What if I have to go to the bathroom?"

 

��� � "You will have to go outside."� Ed responded flippantly.� Realizing I would not win here, I flopped down on the living room floor and grabbed a beer and a slice.� I was fidgeting the whole time we ate.� Finally, after the beers and pizza were gone, Frank mentioned that it looked like they better get me outside pretty quick because I couldn't sit still.� Ed laughed.

 

��� � "Come on babe, it's time to see the rest." Ed said as he took my hand.� The dining room was no different than the living room in that nothing had changed since I had taken my illicit peek.� When we got to the kitchen, it had new appliances, flooring, counters and cabinets.� I could tell by the workmanship that they had made the cabinets themselves.� I complimented them on what a beautiful job they had done.

 

��� � "But?"� Ed asked me.

 

��� � "But what?"� I asked.

 

��� � "There was a 'but' after that compliment and I was wondering where it was going."

 

� ��� I sighed and admitted that the 'but' was that there HAD to be more.� It could not have taken them all of that time just to do this.� Frank laughed at me and said something to Ed about him being right.� I didn't care at that point what gossipy little crap they had been telling each other.� I wanted to see the rest of the house!

 

��� � They took me through the rest of the house while I continued to compliment the guys on what a nice job they had done.� Finally, we got to the hallway that led to the bedrooms and I noticed something funny immediately.� There were two doors missing.� Completely gone.� Nothing but smooth wall stood where they had been.� I looked at Ed in disbelief.� Had I imagined there were three bedrooms?� I could specifically recall three bedrooms and two bathrooms in this part of the house.� One bathroom was in the master suite and had no door to the hallway, so there should have been four doors total.� All I could see was two.

 

��� � "Where did they go?" I asked, "I mean, what did you do?"

 

��� � "Don't worry about it.� Let's look at our room." Ed replied as though there was nothing unusual about two rooms disappearing completely.� We had toured the house before the guys started working on it, but it had been awhile so I didn't know for sure which doors were missing.� I was so busy trying to work it all out that I barely paid attention as we inspected the master bedroom and it's private bath.

 

��� � After what felt like an eternity, we walked over to the only other door in the hallway.� I noticed there were two holes drilled into the door.� It looked like they were going to put a name plate up, like in an office.� It struck me as being very odd in a home.

 

��� � "Okay Alice, cover your eyes." Ed said then quickly added, "Never-mind you will only try to peek.� Frank, would you cover her eyes?"

 

��� � "Sure" Frank said stepping forward and covering my eyes.� It made me a little uncomfortable.� He had never been that close to my body before and I could feel a sexual tension there.� I tried to ignore both it and the fact that I was getting wet.� I heard Ed open the door and he guided me into the room.� It seemed to me that we had walked farther than we should have when we stopped.� Ed turned me so that I would see the area we just walked through.

 

��� � "Go ahead Frank, let her see." Ed said sounding very pleased with himself.

 

��� � Frank's hands came away from my eyes and I the first thing that struck me was all of the eye-hooks.� They were everywhere it seemed, all bright and shiny.� I saw the tilting table and the saw horse.� Cabinets that looked like the ones in the kitchen hung on one wall that had it's own counter.

 

��� � I turned to look behind me; I noticed a cage and an old-fashioned stockade.� I was standing next to a pillar that stood where the wall had been.� I could not believe my eyes as I saw another set of pillars that obscured very little of the view into the bathroom.� I walked toward it looking at what he had done.� He had ripped out the tub but added a huge shower that had three of it's walls made of clear glass sheets and very little brass framing.� I think the only reason he even bothered to encase the shower was to prevent splashing.

 

��� � At that moment, I realized Frank was standing right fucking there.� I wanted to die of embarrassment.� There I was standing in this emporium of perversion, my whole sex life completely exposed to someone who was not my lover.� Worse still, he had worked on the room and knew it intimately.� I looked at Ed and simply said, "Frank."

 

��� � "Yes honey, Frank has put in a lot of work here and I think it is time that you thank him for it."

 

��� � My chin dropped.� I started shaking my head no and backing away.

 

��� � "Yes Alice, come on... you know you want to try it... here is your chance."

 

��� � "Ed, I can't do it."� I cried "Fantasizing is one thing but this is very different.� I just can't do it."� I was starting to get angry.� He embarrassed the shit out of me and now he was putting me on the spot.� He never forced things on me like this.

 

��� � "Yes you can."� he said.� I didn't care.� I was going home.� I only got two steps before I heard him speak again.� "Alice, stop.� Take your clothes off."

 

��� � I stopped in my tracks and hung my head.� I could not believe he was giving me the command.� I have thought back on the situation as a whole on several occasions, trying to figure out what made me feel bound to the stupid rules we had agreed upon.� I am only able to come to one conclusion: I wasn't able to admit certain things I wanted to do, if I could blame the entire situation on Ed, then I did not feel responsible.� The old 'he made me do it' defense, put on for a Judge and Jury comprised only of me.

 

��� � "What are the rules Alice?"� Ed asked when I didn't immediately strip. �The question prompted me to turn toward him.� My jaw was clenched, my nostrils were flaring and my eyes were on fire.� Ed liked to refer to it as my 'Lady Death' look because when he got it; he knew I would gladly have killed him if I thought I could have gotten away with it.� "I am waiting Alice." He said ignoring the look.

 

��� � "The rules change when I am naked." I huffed.

 

��� � "And....?"

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��� � "And I can never refuse to take my clothes off."

 

��� � "Very good slut, now be a good girl and take your clothes off.� I assure you that Frank gets annoyed more easily than I do."

 

��� � My jaw still clenched I began angrily taking my clothes off.� I might have to do it but he was going to know I was not happy about it.� As soon as my clothes were off, Frank bellowed "On your knees whore!"

 

��� � I was shocked.� I had never hear Frank use that tone of voice.� I sank to my knees immediately on to the cold hardwood floor.

 

��� � "You should keep this cunt naked all the time"� Frank commented.

 

��� � "The more I pump her full of cum, the better she behaves.� I have just been tired lately with working on this house so much."� It was true.� I hadn't been getting it at the usual pace which was admittedly a contributing factor to my impatience with the whole process.

 

��� � "Well bro' we should have done this sooner then."� Frank was really freaking me out.� We had always gotten along, I thought he liked me well enough.� Now it sounded like that wasn't the case. "You know how these sluts are Ed, if they misbehave in front of you, imagine what they do when you aren't looking."

 

��� � I felt my own wetness starting to run down the insides of my thighs.� I was trying not to, but God I was getting hot.� The array of large items in the room alone was overwhelming.� No wonder these guys had been at it for weeks.� Frank took a riding crop out of the cabinets and started walking around me, talking about what a tease I had been to him and how he had been looking forward to this for sometime.�

 

����� Grabbing me by the hair, Frank jerked me up violently and shoved me toward Ed.� I was told that even a stupid slit like me could figure out what to do.� Ed was standing next to the stockade with it flipped open and waiting for me.� I put my hands and head in the proper grooves and gasped when Ed not only closed it, but padlocked it as well.� Frank tossed the crop to Ed who started smacking my ass with it.

 

����� Frank was rummaging around in the cabinets while Ed continued to use the crop on my thighs and ass.� Suddenly he stopped and bent over to spread my cunt lips.� I was hoping he wasn't going to do what I thought he was, but he did.� He smacked me square on my clit.� I didn't know if I wanted to cry or cum but I was about to do both.�

 

��� � "Come here a second Frankie." �Ed called out as Frank crossed the room with what looked like a ring gag in his hand.

 

��� � "Holy Hell" Frank said in an astonished voice.� "You told me the bitch got wet but I didn't realize she would get THIS wet.� I thought you were bull-shitting a little."

 

��� � "She just gets worse once she starts to cum."� Ed helpfully offered.���

 

��� � "I gotta see that."� Frank exclaimed.� "First I want to make her cum, then I'm gonna fuck her like the whore dog she is."

 

��� � Ed burst out in laughter and told Frank to hold up a second he had an idea.� They conferred together by the wall for a minute or two and then they both started laughing.� Then Frank said, "Shit Ed, I'll wait a little if you want to do that now."�

 

��� � "Why not?� No time like the present."� Ed stated as he strolled toward me casually.� I did not know what these two were up to, but I was sure it was no good. The stockade was unlocked and opened.� I stood confused by what was happening.� They just got me into it and now they were going to stop?� My clit was still throbbing and no one had gotten off.

 

��� � Frank left the room and came back with a zip-up hoodie.� While he was grabbing that, Ed got a leash and a collar from the cabinets.� I was seriously starting to not like this idea- whatever it was.� Ed put the collar on me and attached leash while Frank tossed the hoodie at me, simply instructing me to put it on as well as my shoes.

 

��� � "You may have something on slut, but don't think that you are above the rules.� You have your leash and collar on and if you misbehave I will take this away." Ed advised as he tugged on my only article of clothing.� I could tell that it barely came to the bottom of my ass.� I had to look ridiculous in my collar, heels and a hoodie.� Thank God it was just past dusk; at least the darkness would help cover me a little.� I was hoping they were going to take me to a secluded woods or something but we headed toward town instead.� My stomach started to knot.

 

��� � Frank pulled into the parking lot of a chain pet store and said he would wait in the car while we went in.� We had a good view into the front of the illuminated store so he wouldn't be missing much.� Ed got out and tugged on my leash but I resisted.� I was NOT about to let people see me like this.� There were not many cars in the lot but there were still some, and that was too many.� Going from the house to the car had been bad enough.� Loosing patience, Ed grabbed the zipper of my hoodie and started to pull it down.

 

��� � "No, no, no, no, no. �I'll go Ed, I am sorry, I will go."� They weren't teasing.� They were going to actually make me do this.� I had really hoped they were just trying to scare me.

 

��� � "You're right your ass is sorry."� Frank said as he pushed me toward Ed.

 

��� � Ed led me by my leash into the store.� I blushed harder with each step.� The guy working the register looked like he could not believe what he was seeing.� An older woman with a shopping cart rounded the corner to go to the next aisle and did a double take with a disgusted look on her face.� Ed took me to the machine that makes tags and put some cash in.� He picked out a brass dog bone and told me what to type in for the name.

 

��� � "Ed, no, please.� Let's just go."� I looked at him with pleading eyes.

 

��� � "That look is only making me want to fuck you right here.� I want you to do it.� Start typing."

 

��� � I took a deep breath as I typed it out.� w h o r e�� d o g.� We waited until the machine spat the tag out.� I thought that would be the end of it.� I should have known better.

 

��� � "I think this looks great!"� Ed proclaimed loudly.� "What do you think?� You like this?"� Ed asked the clerk as he walked toward the register with my new tag thrust forward.� The kid couldn't have been but 16 or 17 and he looked like he was about to faint.

 

��� � "Uh....yeah...uh...I mean it looks alright."� The poor guy was not sure what to say.

 

��� � "Don't be nervous, she loves this shit.� Look"� Ed said as he lifted the front of my hoodie exposing my very wet pussy to the boy.� "Spread those lips for him slut."

 

���� I wanted to die of embarrassment but it was also turning me on.� I had to wonder what exactly was wrong with me that I would react that way.� Reaching down, I pulled my twat open to display it.� I couldn't believe it was me that was doing that.�� I felt like I was in a trance.� The clerks eyes started bulging out of his head as he stared.� My whole cunt was a mess of wetness.

 

��� � "Hey, I have an idea!"� Ed said cheerfully.� "You can't get many benefits around here... you want to put the tag on this bitch?"

 

��� � "I can?"� The clerk's voice squeaked out, then trying to be cool he said in a deeper tone "I mean sure."

 

��� � Ed told me to get on my hands and knees and to crawl around the counter to the clerk.� Keeping my leash in his hand he followed and told me to sit.� He handed the clerk the brass tag.� The clerk fumbled a bit when he put it on my collar since he was so flustered.� Once the tag was on, Ed told me to give the nice man a kiss.� I didn't think Ed wanted me to stand up since he had not tugged on my leash, so I leaned forward and kissed the part of the clerk's thin work trousers that were covering his cock.� I heard him groan and saw a wetness spread on the khaki fabric of his pants almost instantly.

 

��� � Tugging my leash, Ed told me it was time to go and that I could get on my feet when we got to the outer door.� The clerk just stood and watched as I crawled out of the store.� When Ed and I got back out to the car, Frank was sitting there jerking on his cock.

 

��� � "I can't believe that stupid bitch just did that shit.� I am ready to fuck her right now."� Frank said through the open car window.

 

��� � "Sounds like a good idea!"� Ed opened the door to the back seat and pulled me in behind him.� He took his prick out of his pants and shoved my face toward it.� Frank got out of the car and standing outside the open car door; he shoved his dick into me as hard as he could.� I knew it was dark and we were mostly in the car but it did not change the fact that we were in a store's lighted parking lot.� Frank started smacking my ass as he fucked me.� It didn't take either one of them very long to cum since they were both pretty excited from my humiliation.���

 

��� � Frank came first since he had just been beating off and he was letting himself go soft in my pussy.� I was still slobbering on Ed's cock when he saw the woman from inside the store head toward her car.� The positions we were in said everything.� The woman instantly got on her cell phone, looking even more disgusted than before.� Frank wisely decided to leave since he was sure she had called the police.� Getting caught was the straw that broke the camel's back as Ed started spewing cum in my mouth.� It didn't strike me that I had the cum of two men inside me until later.� I was still in shock from my experience in the store.

 

��� � When we got back to the house, I told Ed that I had to go to the bathroom.� I had been holding the beer I had with my dinner for sometime.�

 

��� � "Good.� Since you were such a smart ass by asking about it at dinner, you can go outside.� Hoodie off."� Ed told me in a very matter-of-fact way.

 

��� � I looked at them both; they seemed like they had an agenda and I didn't really feel like I had a choice.� It was do as they wanted or try and hold it, making myself miserable.� I unzipped and removed the hoodie, no longer so concerned about being naked in front of Frank.� We started toward the door that went to the backyard.� I noted that they had put up privacy fencing which made me sigh with relief.� I had a shy bladder and I had no idea how I was going to go with Frank standing there looking at me, let alone the whole neighborhood.

 

��� � "On your hands and knees as soon as we hit grass whore dog."� Ed said actually using my new 'name' for the first time, bringing back the humiliation I felt at the pet store.� We got to the end of the cement patio and I got on my hands and knees like the dog they were trying to turn me into.� I was led to the middle of the yard and told to sniff out a spot.

 

��� � Now I can take a good joke and all, but this shit was really getting to be ridiculous.� I was reminded that the situation was not supposed to be comedic when Frank smacked my ass and told me to get going.� I started sniffing around on the ground until I thought they were satisfied and I squatted.� I tried to relax.� I tried to focus on Ed.� I tried to think about rivers and waterfalls.� It just was not happening.� Finally I covered my eyes and tried to think about being somewhere else.� Like a bathroom stall.

 

�� �� "Open your eyes!"� Frank demanded, making me jump, but Ed stopped him.

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��� � "No dude.� Just let her.� She has a hard time sometimes.� I'll be impressed if she is even able to do it at all.� We'll work on it.� I told you she can take� time."

 

��� � Just hearing that my peeing would impress Ed seemed to loosen up the muscles that had been preventing me before.� I started going hard and fast.� I tried to keep my feet as far apart as I could get them but I still splashed a little on my ankles.� I can't believe I was even concerned about it at all.

 

��� � "Wow!� You did it! You are such a good girl!"� Ed said as though he were training a puppy.� He was genuinely impressed though, I could tell.� "Alright, lets go back in unless you have to..."

 

��� � "NO!" I snapped, causing both men to erupt into laughter.

 

��� � I figured the rules hadn't changed so I went back toward the house on hands and knees until we got back to the patio.� Ed took off my leash but left the collar on.� He told me I could relax but not put anything on.� Frank said he was going to make a run to the store to pick up a few things since the beer was long gone.� I suspected it was really just to give Ed and I some time alone.� Once he pulled off, Ed sat down on the floor and patted the spot next to him confirming my suspicions.� I had such mixed emotions about everything that had happened.� I knew Ed was about to help me out with that.� He always did.� Putting an arm around me he drew me into him.

 

��� � He held me for a minute and stroked my hair without saying anything,� Finally he spoke up, "You okay babe?"

 

��� � "No, I mean yes, I mean I am pissed but I am not hurt.� How could you do that stuff to me?� That was so embarrassing!"

 

��� � "You need to start getting over your modesty.� I figured that was good way to get you on the right track fast."

 

��� � "And Frank hates me."� I started crying hard, I was pretty distraught over-all.� I had a lot to process.

 

��� � "Frank does not hate you honey.� He adores you, but he is more stern than I am.� He isn't used to dealing with a sassy little bitch like you."

 

��� � He always did this to me; I started laughing despite how upset I was.� I could be a handful and I knew it.� "You won't let him be too mean will you?"� I asked looking up at him.

 

��� � "I made him let you keep your eyes closed didn't I?"

 

��� � It was true.� Frank had never gotten out of line, he just surprised me with his demeanor.� I thought for another minute.� "I am still upset about the pet store." I said flicking my shiny new tag.� I don't even know why I bothered to mention it.� He always used the same argument.� It was one he would continue to use for some time.

 

��� � "Tell me it didn't excite you, making that kid cum in his pants.� Go ahead, I feel like calling you a liar."� So he had noticed it too.

 

��� � "It excited me, but it embarrassed me too Ed.� I thought I was going to die when that lady saw me to begin with, but then when she saw us going at it in the parking lot..."

 

��� � "Don't worry about that hag.� She was probably pissed that no one has done that shit to her."

 

��� � Somehow I doubted that, but it was possible.� People don't tend to be what they seem.� Me?� I seem like a nice girl.� A good girl that would be a fun fuck or so I have been told.� But really, what I like goes a bit past fun sometimes.� I am sure the people at work would shit their pants if they knew half of the things I like to do.

 

��� � "I want you to take some vacation time when you go in on Monday.� Do you think you can get the next week off?"� Ed asked me changing the subject.

 

��� � "I think so... I don't know of anything major coming up.� Why?"

 

��� � "You don't worry about it." Ed said as he pinched my ass.� "We are moving in tomorrow."

 

��� � I wasn't bothered by the short notice.� I had most of our stuff packed up and ready to go since I expected the house to be done weeks ago.� Just then we heard a car door slam out front.� Frank came in with a couple bags of stuff from the store and set them down as soon as he got in.� I jumped up, grabbed the bags and went to put the groceries away.� Not out of obedience though; as soon as I walked into the kitchen, I put the bags down and pressed my ear right to the door.

 

��� � "Was she crying?"� Frank asked, he sounded a little concerned.� I recall thinking my nose must be puffy.� Either that or the front of Ed's shirt was still wet.��� .

 

��� � "Yes," Ed sighed, "She was worried you don't like her and we HAVE pushed a lot on her today.� She is just about done for tonight."

 

��� � "She better get used to it if we are going to get her ready in time.� I think she'll be alright.� What about you?� Are you ready now?� I know I'm about to bust and watching her didn't help much."

 

��� � I picked the bags up and started rushing to put things away.� It sounded like I was about to be summoned.� I was wondering what all of this getting ready business was about.� Suddenly I heard Ed yell "Slut!"� I ran out to the living room.

 

��� � "How much was there to put away?"� Ed asked sounding cross.

 

��� � "Not much."� I said replied.

 

��� � "Then what took so long?"

 

��� � "I was trying to decide where to put the chips and stuff.� You guys made sure I have a ton of places to put things."� I was really hoping I was going to get away with it.� I wasn't up for a big dramatic spanking.

 

��� � "We confused the stupid bitch with too much space- go figure."� Frank sounded pretty proud of himself.� He should have been, they had done a beautiful job.

 

��� � Ed grabbed the leash.� He clipped it back on my collar and pointed to the ground.� I got on my hands and knees and I was taken back to the huge room they had created.� Ed grabbed a vibrator out of a cabinet, which made my eyes narrow immediately.� I had been looking for it and some other things I thought were missing when I was packing.� He told me I must have lost it up my ass.� What a bastard!� He didn't take much stuff, just enough that I noticed.� The ring gag was new, so I figured he must have been shopping too.� Either that or Frank had pitched in.� I had a feeling I was going to be seeing a lot of him in this room.

 

��� � Ed took me all the way back to the shower.� I recalled him talking about christening the house that morning.� I thought to myself� 'Oh God.� He's gonna let Frank do it too.'� I was disgusted but my pussy still started to drool anyway.� My body always accepts things before my brain can.� Ed saw the look on my face as he opened the double doors into the shower and just smiled at me smugly.� They sat me down in the corner and I was handed the vibrator.� I opened my mouth to protest and I saw the eyebrows of both men shoot up.� Thinking better of it, I shut my mouth and started doing what was expected of me.

 

��� � I turned the vibe on and put it on my clit.� It didn't take long for me to work up to an orgasm.� I hadn't cum yet that evening and although I was still a little upset I have to admit I was still turned on.� The moment Ed saw the signs that I was about to get off he nudged Frank.� They fished their cocks out of their pants and as I peaked they started pissing, aiming for my open and panting mouth.� My first orgasm had not yet receded, when another one burst upon me.� There I was being drenched in pee;� getting it in my mouth and I was cuming again.� I felt like such a filthy whore and I was surprised by the fact that I was liking it.� The guys finished pissing and Ed took the vibrator away from me, which sucked because I was just about to get off again.� I was told to get dressed and and get ready to go home, which gave me hope for more orgasms later when we were alone.

 

��� � In the meantime, Frank crossed the room and opened a drawer.� He pulled out a cordless drill and a brass plaque with some screws.� Frank handed it all to Ed.� He was just about to start mounting the plaque on the door when I called out from the shower, "Ed?"� They both turned to look at me.� "I am supposed to put my clothes on but I am covered in pee."� I stood there with my soggy leash and collar in my hand.� There was no soap in the shower and no towels to be seen.

 

��� � "So?" Ed said.

 

��� � "So can I at least take a shower?� It would be nice to rinse off."

 

��� � Ed looked at me and said flatly, "No." which caused me to stomp my foot in protest.

 

��� � "We have got to work on her manners."� Frank said to Ed.� "You don't want her acting like that for the party."

 

��� � Ed looked back and me and said "You're right.� You may as well tell her about it now so she doesn't pester me."

 

��� � As I got dressed Frank told me that my vacation week was going to prepare me for our housewarming party.� I was shocked when Frank said, "Ed says you won't let any women around.� I keep telling him that it's not really your choice but he wants to humor you for some reason.� So either you play hostess alone or you have another bitch in the house."� Oh... Ed had filled him in on a lot.� They were using my territorial nature against me.

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��� � "You aren't planning on turning me into one of those bitches with an ice packed pussy are you?"� After the crap they had done to me that evening, the idea of 'hostessing' wasn't as intimidating as it would have been earlier that day.� Ed finished mounting his plaque and had been listening intently for my reaction.� Both men started cracking up at my question.

 

��� � "No, it won't be like that."� Ed said� "Now come look at this" as he pointed toward the plaque.

 

��� � It said 'Alice's Toy Room'.� Not Ed's not Ours, not The, it said Alice's. For once, I was speechless.

 

��� � We said goodnight to Frank and Ed rode home with me.� We got caught at a red light and I couldn't contain my curiosity any longer.� I had to ask him, "If it won't be like that then what will it be like?"

 

��� � "What?� The party?"� He knew exactly what I was talking about.� He loved to tease me, much to my consternation.� I nodded my head in assent.� He pointed up to the green light and simply said "Just drive."