My story of how I got my slut wife to this point of true submission continues. After exposing and humiliating her in front of my friend Carl and his wife Jenny, I found that my plan was successful beyond what I'd imagined. The day after I had forced her to bare her body and spread her pussy, I received a call at work from my wife. She had just gotten off the phone with my wife's friend, who had peppered her with questions about the previous night's performance. Rather than being sympathetic to my wife, Jenny was intrigued. 

It was time for a change in plans. I had planned to have my slut perform her next training session in front of another buddy. But now I could kill two birds with one stone. Further humiliate my slut in front of her friends. And help convince Jenny that she should start slut wife training with Carl. A quick call to Carl and he agreed to meet at our house for drinks that night.

I dressed my slut in a black, full-length bodystocking, open both at the crotch and tits. Over that she wore sheer black panties with ties on the side, and a sheer black bra, also with ties. Over the whole ensemble she wore a sheer black gown, tied at the neck. A black leather collar and black fuck-me heels completed her wardrobe. The end effect was barely concealed sexuality, with the promise of blatant carnal lust with just a few tugs on the ties. 

This time my wife greeted our guests properly, as I had spanked her the night before to remind her of her duties. I pretended not to notice when Carl palmed my wife's breast as he pretended to stumble against her. Her neck flushed red in embarrassment, but her sluttiness was revealed when her nipples instantly hardened. We relaxed with a couple of drinks, with my wife clearly uncomfortable with each more penetrating look from our guests. Finally I ordered my slut to stand in the middle of the room in the Stand for Inspection position, her hands laced behind her head and her breasts thrust forward. Then I casually discussed the goals of my wife's training with our guests. My slut was now even more embarrassed as we all stared at her barely covered body. The anticipation was thick.

First, I said, I had to apologize. Because my slut didn't deserve to be covered in such a way. Only a real slave deserves coverings, and only after she has performed her sexual duties. So this bitch needed to be uncovered. I stood and tugged at the tie at her neck. The knot slipped free and the gossamer robe dropped to the floor. I guided the bitch to stand in front of her friends. Would they help uncover her fuck flesh? She bent over at my command, and they both reached up to untie the straps of her bra. It fell into Jenny's lap, and they both had a great view of her big tits and rock-hard nipples. With another tug, her panties fell to the floor, revealing her freshly shaved pussy, the lips fully engorged and begging to be touched. Jenny, check and see if she's hot and wet, I suggested, trying to keep my voice level. With no more than a glance at her husband, she reached forward and slid her finger into my wife's pussy, all the way up to her knuckle. My wife's face was flushed red, her eyes closed, so I couldn't tell if she was excited or embarrassed. But I could guess.

She's steaming hot and drenched, Jenny announced, pulling her now wet finger out of my wife's cunt. Carl had to see for himself, and took the opportunity to push his own finger deep into my slut's dripping cunt. With an expert motion he'd no doubt practiced on his wife, he split open my wife's pussy lips even as his finger explored her cunt from the inside. Soon we could see her hard little clit poking out from the folds of her pussy, gleaming in the light and wet with her flowing pussy juice.

After Jenny pushed her finger inside one more time, I announced it was time for the main event. We can play with her pussy any time, i said. But how would you like to see how well she plays with it herself? Carl and Jenny quickly agreed, while my slut trembled at the humiliation of it. But she knew better than to object. I ordered her into the Spread Wide position, her tits and pussy fully exposed for us all to see. Bring yourself off, I ordered. And don't stop until I tell you to.

The sharp smell of her cunt juices filled the air as she began rubbing her slit with one hand, and twisting her nipple with the other. At first she seemed self-conscious, always checking to see what we were watching. Soon, though, her slutty lust took over, and she began rubbing her gash with more enthusiasm. Spread wider, I ordered, and she obediently pulled open her pussy so our guests could look down her nasty love canal. Keeping her in this position, I asked, what are you thinking of? Cocks, she answered. Just cocks? Cocks in my pussy. Cocks in my mouth. Cocks in my ass, she answered breathlessly. Jenny and Carl were leaning forward, amazed by my slut's open lust and willingness to obey. What else? I asked. Cum, she answered. I'm thinking of cum dripping from my face. Covering my pussy. Sliding down my throat. She said it with such adoration, I knew that it was true. Jenny let Carl push his hand up her dress and I could tell that he was stroking her pussy through her panties. If she was even wearing any.

Proceed, I ordered. My slut gratefully went back to rubbing her cunt, occasionally pulling her tit up to her mouth for a frantic lick. When she began stuffing her fingers into her open hole, I dropped an 8-inch black dildo between her legs. Fuck yourself, I ordered. She grabbed gratefully and wiggled it into her open fuck hole. Then she pushed and pulled it in and out, the shaft so thick it tugged at her pussy lips, dragging them back and forth. For the next 15 minutes she fucked herself in front of Jenny and Carl, using thick dildoes, shiny vibrators, the heel of her shoe, a spatula handle, the TV remote, and the dog's chew toy. Finally I let her go back to her fingers, and we all watched as she whimpered and writhed and finally screamed out in a massive orgasm, her body shuddering as the waves ebbed throughout her body. 

Just for sheer cruelty I made her keep rubbing her clit, knowing that so soon after an orgasm it would be painfully sensitive. She whimpered at each touch, and I made it worse by kneeling beside her and harshly twisting her nipples. Carl grinned at that, but Jenny didn't notice. He had his fingers fully crammed in her pussy, and her head was lolling with pleasure. I nodded at her, and Carl quickly understood my request. With his free hand, he pulled down her dress and bra straps, revealing a pair of the sexiest boobs I'd ever seen. I knew then that if he asked me for advice on the slut training of his wife, my price would be simple: a long night's fuck in the care of those luscious boobs.