My buddies are conspirators in the training of my slave. They love knowing that at least one slut is being treated the way they all should be treated: with a firm hand and an even harder cock. And my buddies are always willing to help out. 

My slave wife is a slut. From the first moment she begged me to shove my fingers into her dripping teenage cunt, I knew that she needed to have her horny instincts controlled and channelled. Over the years I've pushed her boundaries farther and farther. But she was never comfortable about showing her body in public. So, of course, that's been my goal.

Now she spreads her legs, without blushing, for many of my male (and female) friends. They'll come over for a beer and to watch the game, and we'll sit and chat like a normal host and hostess. Then my buddy asks, "How's the training coming?" and I know he's interested in seeing more than a sporting event. Sometimes I'll order my bitch to go put on some slutty lingerie. But usually I put her right into "Stand for inspection." While she stands with her hands laced behind her head, my friend is free to inspect her. Since she has such wicked knockers, he usually pulls her halter top up so he can squeeze her tit flesh and nibble on her big nipples. After a bit of rough-housing with her rack, he'll slide his hand into her pants and panties, so he can diddle her slit with his fingers. I love watching her face as he thumbs her clit. She tries to stay impassive, but she's torn between pleasure and humiliation. And she knows it's only going to get worse.

"Spread for us," I say roughly, enjoying the fleeting shock that crosses her face. Yet she jumps to comply, stripping off her clothes in record time. I point to the floor in front of the sofa. She quickly lays down, her hands again laced behind her head, her spread open to reveal her pussy, wet with a sheen of sweat and juices. My buddy spreads her pussy lips for a closer look. Her clit is engorged, pulsing to it's own slutty beat. He flicks it with his finger again and again. With each stroke, my slave wife's body jerks upwards, her tits jiggling. I see her hands unclasp briefly, and her legs begin to twitch closed. Those deviations from the proper Spread pose will be punished later in the evening. Harshly.