Discovered My Submissive Side Ch 06

Although it had been several days since Linda asked me to visit her husband's office to pick up her present, I was unable to shake off the exhilarating feeling of being taken by this power couple. There was something so naughty about having a married couple each control me in their preferred fashion. Doug was rough, almost desperate in his desire, while Linda was softer, more sensual but just as controlling in her need to play with me. I've thought of that encounter often over the past few days and was thinking about it now as I got ready for work.

Today was Linda's birthday so the staff was planning a lunch in the main conference room to celebrate the woman who ultimately decides how we all get paid. While I always try to look nice at work, especially now that Linda introduced a dress code for me, I wanted to look particularly hot today. I often wear a skirt and blouse with heels, professional with a tinge of sexiness, but today I wanted something different so I filtered through my dresses. Do I have something that would look sexy but not over the top? It is work after all!

I first tried on a red dress that reached just above the knees with buttons up the front, but the fiery color seemed like too much for the office. I have always looked good in black since it matches with my long dark hair and contrasts nicely with my porcelain skin. And black has always been considered a professional look so I selected a dress that could pass for work or a night on the town, featuring shear, see through long sleeves and enough buttons to allow me to show some skin but also hide my dark nipples. Although I could mask the color, there was little I could do about how far my nipples protrude now that Linda no longer permits me to wear a bra.

As I entered the kitchen to make turmeric tea before heading to the office, my husband looked up.

"Wow! Look at you. Special occasion at work today?" he asked.

"Not really. It's Linda's birthday and the girls in the office all decided to use the occasion to dress up," I lied.

"Well, be careful. You might be showing up the boss!" he said as I kissed him on the cheek and made my way to the garage.

My husband has always been a sweetheart, very thoughtful and caring, but not particularly sexy nor sensual. As time passed, we fell into a relationship that seems more like roommates than spouses, reaching the point where sex was infrequent. I'm okay with that because after having experienced Linda and Doug, I'm not certain that I could go back to anything else.

"I should be home about the usual time, darling," I said and with that was out the door.

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By 11:30am, the conference room was buzzing with staffers organizing the food and drinks. In the middle of the table was a beautifully decorated cake with a Happy Birthday Linda spelled out in cursive. I offered to help but everything was already taken care of so I made small talk until the guest of honor arrived.

"Oh, wow! Look at this spread," Linda exclaimed as she entered the room. "Thank you so much, Maria, for arranging everything. It all looks so amazing!"

An hour later, as I was helping clean up the paper plates and plastic cups, I felt someone brush by me, trying to slip past the chairs and find the exit. It was Linda.

"Excuse me, Nari," she said, brushing her hand across my ass cheeks. "Oh, I love your dress. I don't think I've ever seen that before. Do you have a quick second? I need to run something by you. Follow me back to my office."

As I walked behind her, I couldn't help but stare at her lithe body - long legs that appear to go on forever, a thin waist that accentuates her sexy hips, and a large bust that seems to always strain against her tailored pant suits. Even with heels on, my Asian body seems tiny next to her 5'11" frame.

As we entered her office, Linda turned to me.

"Nari, we are having a company retreat this weekend at our lake house. Not everyone is invited so please keep it to yourself. I'd like you to attend. Spending time with some of the more senior members of the firm will be good for your career. Can you make it?" she asked.

"I'll have to check with my husband because I don't know if he's made any plans," I replied.

The disapproving look on her face was enough for me to change my response, backing off my initial reaction.

"I'm sure that it will be fine, boss. What time does it begin and end?" I asked.

"Well, we don't want to be too intrusive so we're going to start at noon on Saturday and wrap up after lunch on Sunday. We have plenty of bedrooms but you may have to share with another female colleague. I'm still working out the details," Linda stared.

"That all sounds great," I hesitated. "Thank you for including me. I'm sure it will be a great event."

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"What do you mean you have to work this weekend?" my husband asked over dinner.

"I'm sorry but the company scheduled a last minute retreat for several employees. My boss just told me about it and I can't say no. Plus it will be a great networking opportunity for me. And if I did say no, I might as well start looking for a new job," I responded.

"I get it but why you? No offense but aren't those retreats typically for senior management," he continued.

"Yes, typically, but Linda asked me to attend. She's been taking a greater interest in me lately so maybe this leads to a promotion down the road. Anyway, I'm sorry I ruined our weekend," I apologized.

"It's okay, sweetheart. It's obviously not your fault," he said walking around the kitchen table to my side. "We still have tonight before you go."

He placed his hands on my shoulders and began to massage them gently. It felt so good after a long week of work. I let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes concentrating only on his touch. After a few minutes of working on my shoulders, he let his hands wander down to my breasts as he leaned in to kiss my cheek. Apparently, tonight was one of those infrequent occasions.

"Let's make the most of tonight," he whispered.

I jumped when his hands reached my tits, not expecting him to go there. The thought of making love to him was not something I wanted to entertain. Not after what Doug and Linda did to me. They both woke me up and ruined me. Any contact with my husband felt more like a chore, an obligation, and I just wasn't in the mood. I pushed the kitchen chair back and stood up.

"Honey, I'm really stressed about this weekend and tired from the long week. Is it okay if we just watch a movie tonight and turn in early?" I asked.

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The drive to Linda's lake house was absolutely breathtaking, as the city landscape gave way to nature's wooded forests. I could see why they would want an escape like this, getting away from the hustle and bustle, all the traffic, to be able to relax and unwind. The lake was visible as the asphalt turned to dirt and I checked the numbers on the large, sprawling homes in the area. Given the size of the lots and the massive structures built on top, it was clear that the residents were wealthy. I guess I should have expected nothing else. I spotted Linda's place and turned left into the driveway. I must have been early because I didn't see any other cars in the area. I checked my watch - 12:15pm. I was right on time. Although no one else was visible, I did see Doug working in the yard. He was wearing tight gym shorts, no shirt and work boots. Sweat ran off his chiseled chest and down his washboard stomach. How does he keep himself in such great shape? He must work out constantly. As I pulled up to the garage, he looked up, gave me a wide smile and walked towards the car, wiping the sweat off with a towel and pulling a tee shirt over his head.

"Nari, so great to see you again," he said, embracing me with a full body hug.

His taut muscles and musky smell of sweat was intoxicating. The thin fabric of my summer dress left very little material between me and his hard body and I could feel the pressure of his firm chest flattening my breasts as his arms wrapped completely around me. My body immediately responded to his touch, a stark contrast to what I felt the night before with my husband. I felt weak in the knees and suppressed a small gasp.

"Hi, Doug. So good to see you, too," I responded. "Where are the others? Am I early?"

Doug ignored my questions, replying, "Linda is in the house. Let me show you the way. Here, let me get that. After you..." he said, reaching for my overnight bag and pointing the way.

The outside door led to a great room that overlooked the lake. It was, to put it mildly, astonishing, with high wooden beams leading to a completely glass facade with remarkable views of the water. Since the house faced west, I could only imagine how beautiful the sunsets must be. Linda was sitting on an L-shaped couch reading a book when I entered.

"Babe, look who I ran into outside," Doug said.

"Nari!"Linda exclaimed excitedly. "So happy you could join us. We've been waiting for you."

"Hi, ah, boss," I replied. "Where is everybody? I thought the retreat started at noon?"

"You are not going to believe this, but the others had to cancel so it's just the three of us until tomorrow," Linda coyly responded. "I'm sure we'll make great use of our time here though. Let me show you to your room so you can freshen up."

Linda grabbed my hand and led me down a dark hallway to the third door on the right. The door opened to a large bedroom with a canopy bed and a private bathroom.

"Here you go. I hope the accommodations suit you. Why don't you get ready to go down to the dock with us," Linda instructed.

She picked up my small overnight suitcase and began heading to the door.

"Ah, m'am, I'll need my suitcase to change into something," I said.

Linda set the bag down and walked over to me.

"You won't need this until tomorrow. From now until the time you leave, you won't be wearing anything but sandals or heels. You'll be expected to show off that sexy little body for us. I did, however, leave you with a cover up to walk down to the lake," she said. "Come out when you're ready, but don't take too long. I'm dying for a swim."

Linda closed the door behind her. No clothes? That can't be. How can I walk around so vulnerable... so... naked. I walked over to the bed and picked up the cover up. It was clearly a misnomer because the "cover up" was made of white fishnet. I removed my sundress, pulled the new dress over my head and looked in the full length mirror. There was absolutely nothing left to the imagination. The material barely covered my ass and pussy and my long nipples were protruding out between the holes in the fabric. If I wasn't so embarrassed at that moment, I would have said that I look incredibly hot. I took one last look in the mirror, ran my hands over my breasts, pausing to pinch my nipples, reached down between my legs and ran my fingers over my mound. I was soaking wet!

I walked sheepishly down the hallway to the Great Room, my arms in front of my chest in a weak attempt to establish some control of the situation, and saw Linda and Doug sitting next to each other on the couch. As I approached, it was Linda who spoke first.

"Well, look at you. That outfit really highlights your special features. But why are your arms hiding you. Put them down by your sides. I'm sure my husband would like a good look at you, wouldn't you, dear?" Linda asked.

"Absolutely. I've been waiting for this....," Doug replied.

I lowered my arms so they could both see my nipples poking through the fishnet. They were so hard that they ached, longing for attention.

Linda stood up from the couch and approached me, cupping my face in her hands. She lowered her mouth to mine in a passionate kiss, exploring my mouth with her tongue. I could only gasp as her soft touch once again sent electricity through my body. As she continued the embrace, her right hand moved to fondle my breasts.

"Ahhh," I mumbled into her mouth.

After another minute, her hand drifted farther south and found my moist patch. She ran her finger up and down my slit. As soon as it was lubricated enough, her finger entered me. My knees began to buckle as a wave of pleasure tore through me. As I was building up to my first orgasm, she abruptly stopped herself and backed away. I was left breathless and disappointed.

"You little slut! You're soaking wet. Honey, she is incredibly turned on right now. You should feel how wet she is," Linda said. "You can't have us yet. There's something you need to do first. You need to go down to the dock and wait for us. We'll be along in a few minutes. Enjoy the beautiful sunshine."

"Wait, I can't go outside like this," I protested. "The neighbors will see me."

"Of course they'll be able to see you. That's what you want after all. Isn't it? It turns you on when you're on display, when others look at you," Linda replied.

She wasn't wrong. I did get turned on when strangers stare at me with obvious desire. I loved the attention, loved to be wanted. Realizing that any form of protest would be futile, I turned around and headed for the door. The sun felt warm against my pale skin as I walked the length of the backyard down to the dock. Looking around I could see the neighboring homes a few hundred yards away. It certainly wouldn't be hard for anyone to see me from their back porch. Halfway to the dock, I turned to look back at the house. Doug and Linda were staring at me through the glass facade, wry smiles on the faces. As I reached the dock, I heard my phone ring in my purse. As I retrieved it, I noticed a familiar name on the screen. It was Linda.

"Ah, hello," I answered.

"When you get to the dock, I want you to sit in the chair facing the lake. At no point are you to hang up on me. Understand? In fact, put me on speaker," Linda instructed.

I did as I was told.

As I sat, I noticed a tripod ten feet away with a video recorder attached to the top. What is that about, I thought.

"Nari, kick off your sandals and spread your legs wide," Linda commanded.

As I followed her orders, I noticed a small red light turn on.

"Put the phone on the arm of the chair so your hands are free. I want you to touch yourself. You are going to make yourself cum. Start with those beautiful tits," Linda demanded.

At this point, I was so turned on that I welcomed the relief. My two hands moved to my breasts and I pushed them together so that my nipples were rubbing against each other. I allowed my head to lean back against the chair and closed my eyes, concentrating fully on how my body was responding. I kneaded my tits, pulled on my hard nipples, twisted them between my two fingers. It was easy to do through the holes in the fabric and I was soon panting.

"Ohhhh. That feels so good," I said to myself.

I was interrupted by the sound of Linda's voice. "Drape both legs over the arms of the chair. I want you to open wide for the camera. I want to see that Asian pussy," Linda ordered.

My cunt lips parted slightly as I followed her orders, spreading my legs wide and opening my pussy up for the camera. I was already sticky from Linda's fingers but the moisture increased when my right hand began rubbing my clit. It felt electric being outdoors on camera in front of this beautiful lake playing with myself.

"Oh, yes. Oh, fuck. Yes. Ahhhh," I said as the pleasure took hold.

After several minutes of rubbing, I inserted one finger in my hole. When that wasn't enough, I shoved a second in and began furiously finger fucking myself. My left hand pulled on my nipple as I felt the wave begin to rise in my body.

"Oh, fuck! I'm gonna cum! Shit. Oh, shit. Ahhhh. I'm cumming!" I exclaimed.

It felt glorious - so naughty, so dirty to be fucking myself on camera for this hot couple to enjoy on the other end.

"Strip off your clothes, Nari. I want to see you completely naked, you slut. Bend over the chair. Stick that ass out and finger your pussy from behind," Linda instructed.

I did so without hesitation or reservation. I was too turned on to care about who else might be watching. The only thing that mattered was my desire to cum again. I bent over, head resting against the back of their chair, and spread my ass cheeks wide for the camera. I reached around and started rubbing my clit. It didn't take long to begin the climb towards another orgasm.

"Oh, fuck! Again. It's happening again! Yes, so close! Shit! Yes! Fuck! I'm cumming!" I yelled as I exploded into an uncontrollable orgasm, my body shaking and spasming.

As I slowly came down from the high, Linda once again offered instructions.

"Good girl," she said. "Now pick up your cover up but do not put it on. Walk back to the house like that. I want to watch you."

As I grabbed the clothing, I noticed that the red light was no longer on. Still breathing heavier than normal, I began the walk back to the house, so turned on from being nude outdoors and wondering what they had in store for me next.

I didn't have to wait long because as I walked through the door, Linda and Doug were waiting for me.

"What did you think of Nari's performance, honey?" Linda asked her husband.

"I thought she was spectacular. I've never met anyone so horny in my life. She lives to cum," Doug replied.

"Do you want to make her cum some more, sweetie?" Linda continued.

"I would love to," came his reply.

Doug approached me with a lust filled look in his eyes, clearly turned on after watching me play with myself. Whenever he stares at me, he has the look of predator stalking his prey. There is just something wildly exciting about someone desiring you so much that they have to take you. They have no choice. His animalistic desire took me to a completely new level of pleasure, as I wanted to, needed to turn him on.

He began unzipping his jeans and pulled out that magnificent cock - 9" long and as thick as my wrist with a massive, powerful head that delivers unthinkable pleasure. I could only stare in awe. It was clear from his mannerisms that he was not in a patient mood. Doug spun me around and bent me over the kitchen table. His strong hands quickly separated my legs then spread my ass and pussy lips. An electric shock tore through me when I felt the slight stubble of his five o'clock shadow rubbing against my skin as his tongue found its target. It didn't take long for me to begin panting from his maneuver. At that moment, I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anyone in my life.

Just when my body was reaching that familiar level, he paused and stood up behind me. I felt empty from the teasing, wanting him to put his tongue back where it belonged. Instead, he began rubbing his cock head up and down my slit, lubricating it for easier entry.

As he positioned his head at the opening of my hole, he asked, "Who's cock do you want?"

"Yours! I want your big thick white cock. Please!" I responded, completely lost in my desire to cum.

"Do you like my cock, Nari?" He continued.

"Yes! I love your thick cock. Please fuck me! I need that white cock!" I begged.

With that, Doug plunged into me. I was so wet from the anticipation that I was able to take him in without the sharp pain I previously experienced. This time it was just pleasure, pure ecstasy. As he thrust in and out, I was losing my mind. Everything around me faded. I could only concentrate on the feeling between my legs. And I wanted more, didn't want it to stop - ever. I would do anything to ensure that it would continue.

In no time, I was climbing the summit again, feeling the build up of an earth shattering orgasm.

"Ahhhh. Yes! I'm going to cum! All over your cock! Keep fucking me! Just like that! Oh, fuck. Don't stop. Please don't stop!" I cried. "I want you! I want to be your slut!"

Doug's pace quickened, knowing that I was close to the edge. He tore into me mercilessly, slapping against the back of my ass. I felt so dirty bent over the kitchen table in such a vulnerable position with this gorgeous stud delivering me his hard cock.