The Demise of a Loving Husband - Part 17 of 41

Part 17 – The Charity Party

“Robert’s coming to stay tomorrow; he’ll want to know all about the holiday, you’ll have to put your uniform back on in the morning. Your little cock has had a lot of exercise the last few days”.

“Yes, I am not looking forward to it being back in the cage. Please, Mistress, don’t tell him all about what I’ve been doing, he will take me straight upstairs and I won’t be able to sit down for a week”.

“No David, I think I had better leave the details about Catlynka’s activities from him and about the Italian. He’ll want to know about our Sunday treat, but I promise, I won’t tell him the girl wanked you”.

“Well, I won’t tell him anything, I can assure you, I don’t want my arse thrashed”.

Saturday morning Mary squeezes, with some difficulty, my balls back into the cage ring and then my cock into the cage and secured the lock and put the key on its chain and hung it around her neck.

I said. “I don’t suppose this will get much activity now, for a while”?

“It had enough activity during the last two weeks to satisfy you for quite a time, I should think”. She retorted.

“Now get the place cleaned up, before Robert gets here, please dear”. She instructed.

Robert arrived in mid-afternoon and Mary hugged and kissed him for what seemed ages when she finally let him go.

He said. “I hope you enjoyed your holiday; you both look very bronzed”.

“It was wonderful and relaxing, Robert, thank you, wasn’t it, David”.

Mary responded, but I just went down on one knee, took his hand and kissed it, and said. “Thank you, Master”.

He just patted my head, as Mary took him into the lounge.

“You’ve got work to do in the kitchen, David”.

I was pleased to be out of the way, as Mary told him all about our two weeks away. I hope she would not tell him too much about what happened. I went in to serve drinks.

Mary was saying. “We appreciated that treat you arranged for us on the middle Sunday, that young man was caring and tender with me and I enjoyed him. I don’t think David liked the lady too much, he said she was a little rough with him”.

“Well, that’s good, I’m glad you liked it, I did instruct the lady not to be too easy on David”.

I just went back into the kitchen in a state of disgust.

I prepared and served dinner, Mary was still talking about the holiday, and Robert seemed to be quite happy, although I thought he did not look his usual self, he looked rather drawn. I cleared and tidied the dinner crockery and stayed out of the way until they wanted to go to bed.

I was pleased that I had not been summoned to be punished, so Mary must have left out the juicier parts of our holiday activities. In the bedroom, I undressed the Mistress and paid tribute to her body. Paying tribute to Robert’s big cock, but it did not seem as strong as usual. Certainly, when I went down on the Mistress with my face dildo, he did not seem to have the energy he usually did, as he fucked my arse.

I was dismissed quite quickly and as I went to sleep I noticed there wasn’t anything like the usual volume of sexual cries and screams.

I served tea and breakfast in bed for them but was soon summoned back when Mary shouted. “Will you please come and give Robert one of your relaxing massages, he is not feeling too good this morning”.

“Yes, certainly Mistress, will you get on the table Master, please”?

Mary sat on the bed and watched me working down Roberts back; I was trying to be as soft and tender as possible when Mary said. “Do you want to tell David about the arrangements for next weekend, Robert”?

“Yes, I’ll do that”. He continued. “Our Pleasure Organisation is having a Charity Party next Friday evening, at the warehouse, to raise money for local charities. The senior members of our group will be bidding for the services of male and female cuckold slaves and studs for the Saturday and Sunday. Mary is going to bid for me, and she will get me, so I will be here with her next weekend. You, David, are going to be our star lot; you have gained quite a reputation within the group. I’m expecting someone to bid over £5000 for your services, I hope you will go along with this and serve whoever gets you, very well.

“Yes Master, I will try to live up to my reputation”.

“Master may I speak personally; I do not want to speak out of turn”?

“Yes, David you may”.

“Thank you, Master, may I ask, if you are feeling okay? You do not seem your usual self, are you overdoing things at work”?

“That’s kind of you to ask, David, I’m feeling a lot better already, your touch is wonderful. I don’t think I am overworking myself, the Company is doing very well, especially your department, I’m pleased that this situation is not affecting your work, you are doing well”.

“Thank you for saying, Master; could you turn over now please”?

As I worked down his chest his cock lay very flaccidly on his stomach.

“Would you like me to make this hard again, Master”?

As I carefully caressed his tool, he said. “No not now, David, I feel much better now, that was wonderfully relaxing and invigorating, thank you. There is one more thing I must tell you, as you know; it is Mary’s birthday two weeks Wednesday, Marjorie and I are planning a special party for her that night, unfortunately, David you will not be able to attend. You can celebrate with her another evening, is that alright? You may be required to chauffeur her that night though”.

“Yes, Master, whatever you say”.

I helped Mary dress and they both went out, as usual, while I went to work downstairs.

After dinner when Robert had left, I went into Mary and said. “Robert doesn’t seem very well to me, he hasn’t the energy he used to have”.

“I know, dear, that was quite brave of you to speak out like that, but I’m glad you did, perhaps that might make him realise he needs to do something. Both Marjorie and I have told him to see a doctor, but like most men he just keeps insisting there’s nothing wrong, I’m quite worried about him”.

“Um! Now, what’s Friday all about”?

“Well, it’s for charity, whoever bids the most money for you; you have to go and stay with them for the weekend and do the same things you do for us”.

“I’m not sure I will like that, what if I don’t like them. It’s a start to loaning me out isn’t it”?

“Well sort of, I’m sure you will be okay”.

We were both home early from work, on Friday afternoon, we both showered together, and I then gave Mary a relaxing massage, tenderly caressing and kissing her beautiful body. I helped with her bra, suspender belt, stockings and panties. I put on my uniform while she did her makeup and then helped her on with one of her expensive cocktails dresses, after zipping her up I kissed her shoulders, and said. “You look gorgeous, as ever, I do love you”.

“Thank you, David, I love you too”.

Mary put a coat over my shoulders and drove to the warehouse, before going in she put on my cuffs and ball gag. We were met in reception by Marjorie, who was in charge of the evening's proceedings, Mary put my coat in the cupboard and led me into the main hall, passed the members sitting in their finery and sipping champagne, and put me into the male cuckold slave cage towards the back of the hall.

This was standing next to the female cuckold slave’s cage; the stud’s corral was placed nearer the front of the hall. I noticed Carole in the ladies cage, she had the leather strapping, minus the hood, she wore at our initiation party.

I nodded and she came across and said. “Oh, David, I hope you get someone that’s going to be nice to you”.

I couldn’t reply but just tried to smile through my gag.

Marjorie took control, introducing the evening and explaining the procedure. “Now, let’s get the proceeding underway, for the ladies, it’s the Studs auction, parade around the room, please gentlemen, to let the ladies see your wares”.

12 of then walked around the room, to ladies applause and cheers, including Robert, all were naked with their big cocks flapping in front of them. Even Robert looked much brighter and more energised than he did at the weekend. They were made to stand and exhibit themselves and the ladies were going round caressing their chests, feeling their cocks and arses.

Marjorie said. “The first lot tonight is Lord Master Robert, what are my bids? Please be generous the money is all for local charities”.

Mary immediately stood up and shouted. “Five thousand pounds”.

There were oohs and arrrres but no other bids, I think no other ladies had been allowed to bid as Robert indicated at the weekend, it was a fix.

“Sold”. Marjorie shouted to applause.

Mary took Robert by the hand, and they went out of the hall only to return later when he was fully dressed.

The auction continued for the other 11 studs, biding was brisk with amounts of £2000, £3000 and £4000 being given. I noticed Brenda bid for several of the men and finally got one for £3500, Marjorie bid for a young, coloured fella whom she got for £4500, while Sylvia ended up with two men, one for £2500 and the other for £3250.

It was the turn of the cuckquean slaves, also 12 in number were next, and again they had to parade and be inspected. The bidding was not as brisk as the studs, I saw Carole going for £2500 to a nice caring looking lady, which I was pleased about. Vivien was very active in the bidding and eventually ended up with two females, paying a total of £4500, I pity them, knowing what she had done to me.

After parading and being inspected, next were the cuckold slaves, there were only 10 of us, poor Clive was the first to go for only £1000. The bids gradually increased, they were all sold, and I was standing alone in the cage.

Marjorie announced. “Now Ladies, the ‘star lot’ of the evening, cuckold David, many of you know his reputation, his tender caring touch, magic hands and tongue, who will start the bidding”?

Most ladies seem to put in bids; Marjorie, Brenda and Sylvia were pushing up the money to £6500, when another voice shouted.

“Eight Thousand pounds”.

Everyone looked around, in astonishment, to see who had made that bid when Marjorie went. “Sold”.

Then two rather robust, red-faced ladies came forward, dressed more for the country than a party evening.

“Sold to the Clarke Sisters”. Marjory completed.

“That concludes the evening, thank you for your generosity, and enjoy the weekend with your new purchases. Lord Master Robert will be here shortly to announce the amount that has been raised this evening”.

Mary came over to me as did the Sisters. “This is Rose and Daphne Clarke, David, they own and run the riding stable on the outskirts of town, I’m sure you will have a good time with them? Now you be a good boy for them”.

As she handed Rose, who seemed the older of the two, my lead and she said. “Thank you, Mary, can we have the key to that”? Pointing at my cock cage.

“Oh, I don’t think that will do you any good, he is much better with these, I think we should leave that on”.

As she handed them a bag which contained two face dildos. As the sisters took me away with them to another part of the hall, we past Carole who smiled at me and whispered into my ear.

“Poor you, David, they can be pretty ruthless, watch out for Daphne, they bought me last year, good luck”.

Robert stood in the middle of the floor and announced.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I am pleased to say that thanks to your good-natured generosity tonight’s proceedings raised a staggering £150,000. That’s approximately average of £4,300 per person purchased; now remember to treat the people that were put up for sale wisely and respectfully, you bought them to serve you, put them to good use, thank you and goodnight”.

Everyone cheered and applauded, as they started to leave.