Anyone for Tennis, Dennis? Ch. 16 - Sex Stories

Anyone for Tennis, Dennis? Ch. 16

... off, out of town and heading south.

"What is going on?" I asked.

"We are meeting Mike and Emma and going to buy some bondage furniture." Remy replied. "Hence the van."

"Err, Ok." I said, still not a lot wiser. "No Dennis? Why me? Where?"

"No Mister Dennis. He is with Amelie. Today I am your Mistress. I need you. And we visit a supplier near bongo-bongo bongaton." Or maybe I misheard her say the name of the place. Anyway, it didn't mean anything to little old me. What did I know?

"You know, you don't look anything like any of the Mistresses we saw last Weekend."

"Not yet." Remy answered with a cheeky smile. "When we meet Mike and Emma, we will both need to change and play dress-up."

"Ok." I said, still suspicious.

We drove out of town, turned off the main road for a short way then stopped at a clearing. A rough car-park in the middle of nowhere, often used by walkers enjoying the local hills.

Maybe ten minutes later a car drove up to join us and Emma and Master Mike got out.

Remy led us all into the back of the van.

After a hug from Emma she produced several bags of stuff.

"Yours, I think. " She said, handing me one of the bags.

"Remy's." She handed another to Remy.

"And?" I asked, looking into the bag.

"Strip and get changed." Emma said.

"We are going to need to be in character. Dom-sub stuff." Mike clarified. "Between us we have put together some clothes for us to wear."

"And I wasn't included?" I asked.

"Hey! I wasn't ...

... either." Emma piped up. "We are subbies. We just do as we are told and have fun."

"Best you know as little as possible and just play along." Mike said.

That was supposed to be reassuring?

Oh Well. I should be getting used to my life being upside down since meeting Dennis.

I started removing my office attire.

I had been naked and more in front of all three of these people, so it shouldn't have worried me. However stripping in the back of the van still felt awkward.

Emma had already started.

"Come on." Emma tried to hurry me along. "Maybe we can get this bit over and we can go somewhere and have some real fun." She winked.

"Behave yourself. You horny slut." Mike reprimanded her. Though he said it with a grin.

Yeah he was horny too.

Emma was soon naked and looked good enough to eat. Yeah I would eat that.

Was I turning into a les?

She really did look hot. Or had I always had that in me? Just not awakened fully.

When Emma slid a corset on and bucked up the front, Mike stopped his own dis-robing to tighten the laces behind her. With her trim waist, her boobs poking out of the lacy bit at the top, and her bare, plump pussy, she did look hot.

I realised that I was staring and getting hot. I stopped to continue on with removing my own clothes.

The corset in my bag was the red one Dennis had bought for me a few months back.

Remy helped me in to it and tightened the laces.

"It does suit you." She whispered from behind me.

When she had ...