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Marta chooses a booth where she can sit with her back to the wall. She has transformed back into the ninja look and I smile inwardly at our shared secret. I’ve never masturbated in a room with another woman, not even with Kyra when we were college roommates, although I heard her doing it many times. “Do you know that you snore softly, Cate?” “Yes, I’m told that only happens after good sex, like last night. Do you know you snore when we fly in private jets?” “Assault choppers, too. I try to drown out the engine noise.” She smiles and carefully scans the room as I conduct business on my tablet and cell phone. Barbie and Claire have a one hour time zone advantage and have used the time wisely. Claire has dug into the private lives of Oliver’s wife and children, even peeking into their school, medical, and court-ordered family counseling records. Marianne is the wife from hell. Their teen daughters are actually hers from a previous marriage, but Oliver has adopted them, which complicates the legal picture. They are discipline problems at their separate schools. They can’t attend the same school, even though they are in different grades, because they band together and beat up any girl that either doesn’t like, and even some boys. Marianne undermines Oliver’s authority with them. They are already sixteen and eighteen years old, so Barb’s professional opinion is that we should cut them loose. We don’t want Marianne in the sisterhood. Her experience as an auto insurance claims processor isn’t valuable to us and she has a long history of minor legal troubles ranging from traffic tickets to small claims court battles to a restraining order for harassing a neighbor who complained about her dog pooping on their lawn. I don’t like the idea of leaving the daughters with her, but it’s not my battle to fight. I see my goal as extracting Oliver from a rolling train wreck of a marriage. We can try to buy her off or trade for him, somehow. Since Oliver is wanted by both Gabe and the sisterhood, I decide that I should contact him next. I send him a cell phone by courier to his office and when I verify that he signed for it, I send a text message to it from the contact labelled as ‘Mom’. If you want help getting out of your cage, call this number. It doesn’t take him long to call. “Who are you?” “I represent a powerful friend of Terri, and hopefully of you.” “Why would you help me?” “We have a strong desire to protect your careers.” “Why?” “The only answer that I can give right now is that it will be mutually beneficial. We can give you a better alternative than the ultimatum we believe Marianne offered.” It doesn’t take much to get his agreement to divorce his wife. He agrees to try for joint custody of their daughters and then let her have sole custody as part of the settlement. “They were sweet little girls when I married her, but they are too much like her, now.” He agrees to marry Terri and raise their son together. Before I have a chance to get back to Terri, Barbie calls. “I’ve been doing some research, Cate. I think it would feed into Marianne’s ego if you offered a woman-to-woman male slave swap. We would want her to get the impression that Terri has powerful friends who hired you to mediate. Or I can come out to mediate and you can be her advocate, if you prefer.” I accept her offer. I want to see her put her skills to work. I call Terri and learn that she is willing to play along. “But what if Kevin won’t?” “He’ll go along because we will offer him something he very much desires. He’ll be happier with Marianne. You’ll be happier with Oliver. We’ll bind him into an agreement tonight and try to set the swap up for tomorrow.” I coordinate a meeting at a local safe house for nine PM. That gives time to work out a scenario with Barbie when she arrives at six. We’re in the house well before nine. We’re both wearing evening dresses and our ball masks when Terri and Kevin arrive. I’ve coached Terri via text message to play along with us, but to let us do most of the talking. Barb gives our offer to Kevin phrasing it as a set of demands. “Kevin, we’re here to broker a trade between your Mistress and another woman. You’re not working out for Terri and she wants to trade you away before kumköy escort bayan your value deteriorates further. She has her eye on a male who is superior to you in ways you can never hope to compensate for. We believe the owner of that male would prefer a pathetic male like you. Tonight we’ll make you presentable. Do you understand?” “Yes, but… this is so sudden.” “Is it really, Slave? You didn’t sense this coming for quite a while now? Well that doesn’t really matter. This is the way it will be. Take off your clothes.” Terri is flabbergasted as he immediately complies. The scene mimics a series of photos that he reblogged on his Tumblr site. He reblogged many pictures of men being dominated by older women. He thinks he knows what’s going on. I whisper to her, “This is what he really wants, to be ruled by a dominant woman. If you’re interested in being that woman, let me know now.” “No, this is sick. I had no idea.” “You must have had some idea, Terri. He’s hidden these desires, but you guessed about the crossdressing.” When he is completely naked, he stands with downcast eyes and one hand holding his other wrist behind his back. He didn’t need to be taught the respect posture of submissive males. His cock has hardened and it’s clear that he posted pics of the real thing on his site. He’s below average in size, but only disappointingly small, not ridiculously small. Barbie takes several photos of him, interspersed with orders to suck in his gut and throw back his shoulders. He really is a handsome man, and would make a nice trophy husband for an older woman, if she didn’t mind his shortcomings. She approaches and slips a toilet paper tube onto his dicklet, shoving it rather firmly until the tube can go no further to prove that not even the tip sticks out of the end. She snaps a photo. “For the brochure,” she says. She then orders him to bend over and waves Terri over to insert a stainless steel buttplug with a pink jewel on the outer face. “By inserting this, you assert your ownership over this male. Push harder and twist. Keep pushing until it’s… good, it’s in. I think he will adapt nicely to his new owner. Now we’ll check his oral skills.” She sits in a chair and pulls her legs up. She points to a spot on the floor and says, “On your knees, Slave. Hands behind your back. Tongue only.” She’s wearing no panties and he dives right in on her pussy. He licks her enthusiastically and I begin to wish I was wearing loose clothing so I could masturbate. Terri watches, fascinated at first, but seems embarrassed to be there when Barbie approaches orgasm. I like the sound of Barbie’s cuntsong, but I’m there to show Terri what kind of man her husband is. Barbie comes and Kevin continues licking until she roughly pushes his face away. “Good, there’s some skill there, more than most males possess. His new owner might want to send him to finishing school so we’ll allow a small deduction for that.” She gives him a specimen cup. “We need a semen specimen. You will masturbate now.” Terri watches stunned as he begins to jack his cock. I whisper to her, “She’s taking control of him. She’ll accept him and ask for temporary transfer of ownership soon.” “May I come, Mistress?” “Yes, Slave, unless you can think of some other way to give me a semen specimen.” Kevin spurts cum into the specimen cup and Barbie seals it and gives it to me. I take it to the front door and pass it to her bodyguard who takes it to a lab where we have a sister on standby to evaluate it. Barbie opens a new CB6000S chastity cage and puts it on Kevin’s cock. She uses the smallest base ring and it is tight, but hopefully not too tight. She places the lock through the pin that holds the cage together and turns to Terri. “By locking this and giving the key to me, you transfer possession of this property for the purpose of trade for the male you want.” I nudge Terri into action. She locks the lock and gives the key to Barbie, who snaps another photo and then addresses Kevin, “Slave, you will wear these and stand in that corner until we come for you.” Kevin puts on the pair of lacy white panties and stands as ordered in the corner with his hands behind him. Barbie snaps another kumköy escort photo of him. We adjourn to another room and answer all of Terri’s questions as Marta watches Kevin. We show his Tumblr site to her and explain about this lifestyle that he fantasizes about. She recognizes his body in some of the photos of him wearing dresses and fucking himself with dildos, and she looks like she will soon be sick. “This… is not for me. I can’t believe that he hid this from me for all these years.” “Most men are simple creatures. Some are… warped. We could offer counseling, but trust me on this, he doesn’t want it and it isn’t likely to help. The roots of this are too deep in his self-image. If you can live without him, we’ll offer him in trade for Oliver. He’ll be happier with her and we’ve seen signs that Kevin is the kind of man that Oliver’s wife wishes she had. You’ll be freeing one man from a woman who doesn’t deserve him and giving Kevin what he wants. With luck, this will happen tomorrow. Is this acceptable?” We’ve kept her off guard by conducting this ritual this way. The stakes are high and we need to show her that Kevin is willing and is not the man she thought she knew. “Why are you doing all of this? I mean, I’ve read the stories now and I get what you’re about, but what are you expecting for doing this for me?” “We would be happy enough if you and Oliver just remain in your jobs and this harassment complaint goes away. That was our goal in coming here, but if we can recruit you, also, that will be better.” “Both of us?” “Yes both of you. Oliver cheated on one wife, and you cheated on your husband Odds are that one or both of you will cheat again eventually, but if we can negotiate a pre-nup with you, we think everybody wins.” “He won’t cheat on me and I won’t cheat on him, but I would take the oath just to get the other benefits. I won’t send him ‘gifts’ or whore myself out to other men, or women. It’s just not me. As long as it’s not required, I’m down with what you’re doing and I want in.” I admire her conviction and I hope for her sake that she’s right, but I know that the sisterhood will be there to support her if Oliver disappoints her. Now that we have three committed, it’s time to work on Marianne. We leave the safe house after instructing Kevin to return home with Terri, pack his clothing and await further instructions. We leave the second key with Terri, but instruct her to not tell him that she has it, and to only use it in an emergency. She looks like she doesn’t even want to be in his presence, but he seems remarkably calm and hopeful. As we strategize over dinner, Barbie’s opinion is that we should come on strong and make Marianne feel that she has tangled with a woman who has powerful female friends. “If she knew Gabe wanted this, she would hurt herself just to spite him. She’ll only respond to the power of the cunt.” When we return to her hotel room, she gets Marianne on speakerphone and says, “Imagine the value of your husband’s career if the truth comes out.” “Who are you?” “Would he be worth anything if they knew that he had an affair, impregnated his lover, filed a sexual harassment complaint against her, and submitted to wearing a chastity cage because his wife discovered the affair and wanted petty revenge against the woman he loves?” “He doesn’t love her, he…” “You didn’t answer the question. It’s clear that you fucked up by handling his affair the way you did.” “What? Fuck you. Tell me who you are.” “You will be fucking yourself if you don’t stop us from destroying his career. Do you think you can continue making those big mortgage payments if he’s out of work? You’ll be lucky if you and your brats don’t have to move back to that shack you lived in before you married him. We have an offer that can spare you that.” Claire has really been doing her homework. Marianne’s previous house was not exactly a shack, but it was much smaller than their current home and in a less desirable location. “What offer?” “Good. That’s the first indication that you have any sense. We’ve been hired by friends of the woman you tried to screw over, friends powerful enough to salvage her and ruin you. Women who see more Escort kumköy value in protecting her than in tolerating you. We can be civilized about this or… less than civilized. She wants your husband and she’s willing to trade hers for yours. Your use of a chastity cage indicates that you want a certain kind of man, one who will serve you better than Oliver. She’s tired of the slave she has and she wants Oliver. Her husband is younger, in good physical condition, and has a steady job in a respectable profession. He would look good on your arm. He’s untrained, but eager to please. I can personally vouch that his oral skills are above average for a man. He’s in chastity. He’s wearing panties. He’s ready to be cuckolded. He’s even willing to service your male lovers. From what I’ve seen of his fantasies, he’ll do whatever you require him to do, even if they’re black. It might not be as satisfying as humiliating the man who cheated on you, but he’s a handsome man who’s got a lot to offer, even a pathetically small cock that you can lock up for as long as you feel he deserves.”I hear a gasp from Marianne. It doesn’t sound like a gasp of surprise. I think she has begun to masturbate. And then Barbie goes right for the twat. “He hangs out with a bunch of men at a sports bar. There should be plenty of guys with big cocks there with whom to cuckold him.” “Okay, you’ve got my interest. When can I get a look at him and what exactly are we talking here?” Barbie sends her the ‘brochure’ by email and they discuss it. She skillfully reels Marianne in and they soon have a deal. In exchange for divorces, satisfactory property splits, and a modest annual cash payment to Marianne to compensate for Kevin’s lower earning potential, the two women will take their new slaves home tomorrow night. All that’s left to do is work out the details of the transfer. Marianne suddenly gets very demanding here. It takes some time, but we get a compromise worked out. After returning from Barbie’s room, the evening with Marta passes without sex of any sort. It’s as if we both want to make sure that we don’t push too hard. I pour my own nightcap and I spend most of the evening on the laptop. I receive a call at one AM from Oliver. He’s whispering, trying to hide from Marianne the fact that he’s having a conversation on the secret cell phone that I gave him. “I want nothing to do with this slave transfer ritual. I will not be paraded around like a show pony.” “Oliver, we’ve confirmed that Terri’s son is almost certainly yours. Kevin’s viable sperm count is much too low for him to be the father. So think of your son. Do you want him to be raised by a man who would actually enjoy wearing that cage you’re wearing? Can’t you endure an hour of humiliation to be free to raise your son with Terri? Marianne wants this deal and she may back down on some of her demands, but don’t let foolish pride get in the way. Make this deal happen and you will be rewarded.” “I don’t want Terri, or you, or anyone else to see me like that.” “Oliver, let me remind you of your position here. You cheated on your wife. I’m a wife. I’m not prone to cutting men any slack. Man up and take your medicine. Terri will understand that this is you showing your love for her. You’ll be saving her career as well as yours. I’ve explained to Terri how strong a man has to be to endure this. You will get a chance to sign a contract, which means that you will get the chance to throw the whole deal. Read the contract. Argue with us, or pretend to argue with us just to make Marianne sweat. When Terri gets your key, she has promised to release you immediately. If she doesn’t, our deal with her is off and we will free you. Either way, you will be freed in front of Marianne.” “How do I know that I can trust you?” “You don’t. But if I wanted to hurt you, I would have killed your career. That’s what we threatened Marianne with, and we don’t make hollow threats. Our personal interests lie in getting you and Terri out of this publicly unscathed, but we will serve the needs of your child as best we can. Have the balls to do the same. Believe me, I’ve seen a man endure far worse humiliation than you will endure. Think of this like a prisoner transfer from North Korea. The petty dictator will try to posture and preen for validation and in so doing, will reveal how petty and pathetic she is. Terry and I and my associates will know which of you is the better person in that room, and of the two men present, who the more admirable and desirable man is.

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