Who Said That Three is a Crowd?

by Samantha Michelle Davies

Part 9 – Getting Together

 

I awoke the next day wondering what surprises this day would bring.

I felt it was time that the girls had another lesson. One thing I had noticed on our trips to restaurants that they waited for me to use the correct item of cutlery. I know this may seem to be a small item, using the right implement with confidence during a business lunch or dinner all helps to make a good impression. I was lucky that I had been instructed since an early age in the correct procedures but it was obvious that both TJ & Judy did not really have a clue about this.

I prepared a sample set of place settings in the Dining Room. They were for different meals. I got them to look at them for five minutes before I removed them and asked them to reset them. It did not take long before they were arguing over the order of the knives and forks but that is what learning is all about.

I repeated the exercise three times before Judy said, "I've had enough of this. I have better things to do!"

"Stop right where you my girl!" I shouted before she left the room.

"You will get this right even if it kills us," I stated quite forcibly.

I did not expect this from Judy after the professionalism she had been exhibiting the past week or so.

TJ came to her aid "Why don't we do this a bit at a time. Lets do it again tomorrow morning and every morning after that until we get it right." She was offering an olive branch to Judy.

"That's a good idea TJ. How about it Judy?"

She hesitated before saying somewhat reluctantly "Ok then no more until tomorrow"

The lesson of the day was over. I did however a few more tricks in store for them on subsequent days.

I went upstairs to get ready for going out to look at getting a new car.

I decided that I would have some fun in the process so I dressed to flirt with the salesmen. I was dolled up in a very short skirt, seamed stockings, high heels and a nearly see through blouse, black naturally with a black bra underneath. Quite heavy makeup and a long blonde wig completed the outfit.

I said goodbye to Judy who gave a great impression of building site catcall and left. She said that she was going to talk to Jim and perhaps go over and start a few projects off at the new factory. TJ was already ensconced in the workroom with a "Do Not Disturb" notice pinned to the door.

I drove the nearly 30 miles up the A423 northwards into Coventry. There were plenty of car dealerships that were dotted along the A45 Trunk Road that saved me the hassle of fighting the traffic in Birmingham. I was correct in the interest my style of dress drew from the salesmen. I visited a couple of places without seeing much of interest before ending up at a BMW dealership.

I was attracted by a late model 5 Series Touring that was for sale in the used vehicle part of the site. However the young salesman felt that I was more suited to a Z3 sports car. I wonder where he got that idea? He pressed and pressed for me to take a Z3 for a test drive. I resisted and eventually he relented and let me drive the 5 Series. I wanted an estate car so that samples and other stuff could be transported in the back. This car fitted the bill exactly. I was impressed with the drive even though the salesman had wandering hands during the drive. When we got back to the showroom I agreed to buy the car subject to negotiating a decent price, we went to the desk area to complete the transaction. I was looking for a hefty discount so I used some of the tricks that have been passed down to me.

His reaction when I crossed my legs to show the stocking tops told me I was onto a winner here. I managed to get nearly £5000 off the ticketed price. I wrote a cheque there and then. I said that I would pick it up in a few days. Success!!!!

I drove down the M45 to Northampton to meet up with Judy. Jim was quite taken aback when he saw my get-up. He laughed when I explained what I had done to the poor salesman in Coventry.

Judy had been going over the machinery that we had bought at the auction and that already in the factory. Jim said that there was one piece of equipment that we would need if we were going to make shoes that fitted. He went onto explain about "Lasts" and how they replicated the shape of the foot of the wearer. Each one was unique and would last (no pun intended) for years. Traditionally, these were all made by hand but Jim had read about a measurement system that used a computer and a machine to turn lumps of plastic into lasts. This was going to be better than using the traditional wooden lasts. He was afraid that it might be too expensive for us to afford.

I looked at the details he produced. I saw that there was a UK Distributor a few miles away in Leicester. I suggested that we gave them a call. I wondered if we could visit them and try the device out. I saw that Judy was in agreement. I got Jim in his capacity as Manager to make the call. The distributor was in agreement even though he was a bit startled when Jim said could the come that afternoon with a customer who wanted to get a last made as a trial. They were reluctant at first but in the end they agreed and we settled on 2:00pm for the visit.

On the journey up the M1 I went over the costs etc with Jim & Judy. The unique selling point that this system had was that once the measurements were in the computer, it could make a last for any heel height you required. He emphasised that this was very important as the higher the heel the more important it is to get the toe end of the shoe correctly proportioned.

We arrived and the Sales Manager who was named David greeted us. We went through our requirements and he confirmed that the system could do the job we wanted.

I got Judy to be the guinea pig and get measured up. This took about 20 minutes before David was satisfied in the data he had recorded. He showed us the programme modelling Judy's feet on the screen. He then introduced the desired heel height (6-inches) and we watched in amazement as the whole rear part of the foot rose up to give its profile when wearing the shoes. It pointed out the main points of pressure. Jim was happy about that. It meant that some extra padding would be applied in these places. He obtained a printout from the computer showing the pressure points.

We sat around talking over a cup of coffee while the computer set the instructions to the actual last maker, which, was situated elsewhere in the building. After about 20 minutes, the computer beeped and David went to fetch the lasts.

Jim examined them in great detail. He pronounced himself satisfied but would reserve final judgement until he had made the shoes and Judy had worn them. We said our goodbyes and headed back down the M1 to Northampton.

On this journey, Judy briefed me about some other things that she had been discussing with Jim. She proposed that we hold a sale with quite drastic reductions to get rid of the old type of shoe that we were currently making. This reminded me about the pair of boots that were still sitting in the back of the Ford that we had purchased for TJ. We still had not given them to her. The plans that Judy was cooking up with Jim would require some adjustment to the layout of the factory. This meant getting rid of a lot of the old stock even if we did so at knock down prices. I agreed to this but I had an idea that might help so I told them not to go ahead for a few days. I had a gem of an idea but until I had researched it further then I was not going to tell anyone about it. The boots that I had bought TJ would come in handy I was sure.

We dropped Jim off at the factory and we headed back home in our separate cars. He said that he would begin making the sample shoes for Judy the following morning. He refused to tell her they style he was going to make them in but he was sure that she would be pleased with the end result.

TJ was waiting for us when we returned with some semblance of a meal. She was trying even though the vegetables were well overdone. I was famished to I did not mind.

As usual we discussed our day over dinner. TJ was still reticent to let on what she was doing but she promised that within a few days all would be revealed.

As I lay in bed I wondered if things were progressing too fast for our own good. Perhaps it was, or perhaps it was not.

After breakfast we had another lesson in the dining room. It was just like the first. Not a lot of progress was evident. I decided to liven it up the following day.

I spent the morning doing some research on the Internet. My gem of an idea was coming together. I had heard about a show held every November in London where lots of companies offering products to the Alternative Lifestyles went to sell their goods. It was called "Erotica". I found web site of the organisers. The previous year, a couple of companies offering shoes to the TV type of market place had attended including the other company we had visited in Northampton. I looked at the costs of renting a booth. I figured that we could unload a lot of stock in a short time. Far more stock in a shorter time than if we held a traditional sale. I got all the data together and went in search of TJ & Judy.

Judy was working on some designs in her workroom. TJ as ever, was working behind closed doors. As it was almost lunchtime I decided to make my proposal over a sandwich.

I told them about my ideas. They were both interested. TJ was certainly up for it. After some thought Judy was too. I had left a, little possibly important bit of information out of our discussions. This was the subject of who would wear what to the event. I had some ideas but for the moment I was keeping them to myself.

I pressed TJ on her work. She promised that by the end of the week, she would be ready to show it to us for comment. Judy had been on the Phone to Jim to discuss the style of shoe he was going to make but he was still reluctant to give much detail All, that he would say was that they would be made from the finest black leather.

She had drawn up some matching accessories as well as an outfit that she thought would be suitable to go with them. Talk about starting from the ground up! I pressed her more so she went to get her sketches.

Wow! That was all I could utter. They were terrific, sexy and beautiful all in one. They certainly turned me on. Then I realised that these would be ideal for debuting at the Erotica Show. It looked like we could have a second product line before the first. I was sure that Jim, Rosalind and Steve would gladly help make it happen.

I started making some phone calls to the organisers of Erotica. By the end of the day I had booked a stand on the first floor. All we needed now was some product (besides shoes) to sell. The show was held at the end of November. It was now early October. I was confident that in the next 6 weeks, we would get it all together.

My planning was interrupted by a phone call from Georgina. She reported that all was on schedule with the corsets and that we could come and pick them up at the weekend after next. We had a general discussion about a few things and then I asked her "Have you heard about the Erotica Show in London?"

"Yes my dear I have. Several of my 'Ladies' are going". She replied. I knew what she meant by ladies. She continued, "Why do you ask? Are you thinking of going?"

"No I'm not going. We are taking a stand. Primarily it is to sell off the old stock but we maybe showing some new things as well"

"Stock? What sort of stock do you have?" She asked.

For a fleeting moment I got the idea that she already knew about our recent buying spree but I soon convinced myself that I was imagining things.

I told her about the purchase of the Shoe Factory.

"Well Freddie I am surprised but pleasantly so. I had better get some tickets then. My ladies always ask me if I want to go but I always refuse. I think it will be different this year. You are always so full of surprises my dear"

After the call was over I went in search of Judy. I updated her about the conversation with Georgina but omitted any mention of Erotica. I was saving that for later.

I prepared dinner with only half a mind on the task at hand. While things were cooking I went upstairs to change. I decided to Dress up a bit. I went to the room where my mother's clothes were stored. I was browsing through the racks of her clothes and I came upon an original Victorian Evening dress. I wondered if I could get into it. I could wear most of her clothes. I hoped with the new corset I could wear the others. I slipped of my dress and started to put the evening dress on. The trouble with Victorian dresses was that they did not have the advantage of the zip. There were about 30 button type fasteners up the back. I was struggling with it when I felt another pair of hands helping me with one awkward one. I turned my head. It was TJ.

"Let me help you with that" she said quietly. "You look very nice in this"

She finished with the buttons and stood back to observe how the dress was hanging.

"You need four things to complete the outfit" she commented. "Firstly some appropriate jewellery. Next you need to do something about your hair. That style is not really appropriate for that dress. Next, a small pair of heels preferably lace up boots, certainly not those monsters (I was wearing 5 inch heels) and finally, bigger boobs. Am I correct?"

"Yes maestro you have got it all. I can't hide anything from you can I?"

"So don't just stand there, lets get them sorted out"

She turned me round and started undoing the buttons on the dress. I was as normal, wearing some latex breast forms. These gave me what I had thought was a sensible 34-B bust. More than once, TJ had said I really needed a 36-C to compensate for my larger hips. I had a pair of larger forms but I have never worn them. These were the glue on type so I could wear them for a week at a time.

Once I was out of the dress we went into the bathroom and I let TJ apply the solvent to remove the smaller forms. She then cleaned up the residue and prepared the glue for the new ones. I went and got the new ones. As usual, the application of the glue tickled. TJ placed the new ones on a bit higher that I normally did. It felt strange with the larger breasts. I had gotten used to the older ones.

"One down, three to go." She commanded leading me by the hand into the bedroom. She picked out a suitable pair of boots and proceeded to put them on me.

"Next your hair. You should let your own hair grow. It would look nice if it was shoulder length"

She replaced the auburn wig I was wearing with a long black one. She made a nice style pulling and pinned it up at the back.

She helped me into the dress once more

"Last, the Accessories."

She selected some long dangly earrings in amethyst. A matching choker and broach completed the effect.

"Come to the mirror. Give me a twirl. That's it girl. Perfect"

I looked at myself. Pretty good.

She kissed me deeply and said quietly "I'm sorry for ignoring you the past days. When I get creative I am pretty single minded and tend to shut everyone and everything out until I am done"

"And are you done?"

"Yes. And no you can't see the results until Saturday. I have to go to London tomorrow in search of some materials. I want to make up some pieces to show the style. It always looks better in reality than just sketches on paper"

"Now run along and don't let dinner spoil. I'm going to change. Send Judy up to get dressed.

I went and did as I was instructed. I wondered what they were going to wear tonight. I felt that I would be in for a bit of a treat.

After an hour, there was no sign of them appearing I went upstairs in search of them. They were nowhere to be found. I went back downstairs and looked into the dining room. There they were in identical French maid outfits practising laying the table place settings. I smiled.

TJ noticed me and said "Dinner is served Mistress" and she pulled out a chair for me to sit down. After expertly getting me seated, Judy curtseyed and went into the kitchen to get the meal. She came back carrying one serving.

"Where is your dinner?" I asked.

"Mistress, we will eat later once we have finished serving you!" said TJ.

I caught on to their little game. I entered into the spirit of it.

"Bring me the pepper girl," I said to Judy

"Yes Mistress. Straight away Mistress" she said obediently. She handed me the pepper and curtseyed before going and standing silently at the other end of the room.

They continued playing their roles for the rest of the evening. I signified the end of the role-playing by standing up a kissing both of them deeply with lots of tongue.

As it was drawing towards a close I asked Judy to go to my car and fetch the pair of boots we had bought for TJ.

She came back carrying them.

"These are for you TJ. Judy and I thought that you would cute wearing them"

Judy removed the shoes that TJ was wearing and put the boots on her. They were thigh high wet-look with heels a good 6-inches high. A short time ago, she would have never agreed to wear such things. He lack of resistance signified that she felt safe here. I wondered if she would consent to wear something similar to the Erotica Show? That question could be answered later.

"Walk up and down in them" I commanded. She could have easily been mistaken for a Dick Whittington Pantomime character

"They look good on you TJ. Why don't you wear them whenever you dress like that" I suggested.

"I will only if you two get some as well," she countered.

"I'll get Jim to make me some," said Judy.

"That leaves only you Freddie. We should get some for you tomorrow. I'm going to see Jim then anyway. I will see what he has got in stock," she continued.

"We should get Jim to make us a pair each if Judy's fit well," I suggested.

With that I said "Time for Bed Said Zebedee!" (1)

We all trooped upstairs arm in arm.

The next day I was due to go into Coventry to get the new car. As Judy was heading for Northampton I got her to go via the BMW dealer and drop me off. I dressed in a very plain business suit with a skirt that came down to mid calf plus some very low-heeled shoes. It was so plain it was almost dowdy. This was so completely different from what I had been wearing the last time I was there. The salesman could not get rid of me fast enough, which was the whole purpose of dressing like that. I could tell he had hoped that he would get a repeat performance such was the change in his demeanour when he saw the length of my skirt. I thought "Men only have one thing on their minds don't they?"

The car was a pleasure to drive, much as you would expect from Bavaria. I drove to Northampton to catch-up with what had been going on at the factory.

As I walked through the door, I could see that there had been quite a change since my last visit. The place was much more organised. Judy was walking up and down in the office. Jim was in there with her. I went I and got quite a surprise.

Judy was wearing the shoes that Jim had made. They were boots. Actually, they were more than boots. They were actually leather trousers with fitted shoes. There was no other way to explain. The effect was dramatic and strangely erotic. The leather was naturally black but I could see that it was top quality. Fred explained that he knew the manager of a company that made leather seats for a car manufacturer based in Coventry. The off-cuts and sub-standard pieces were ideal for this prototype.

"How do they feel Judy?"

"Fantastic. They are the most comfortable boots I have ever worn. I had persuaded Jim to go to the limit with the trial of the last machine. He asked what was the limit. I said how about this? He agreed. Here is the result. Absolutely Fabulous."

Jim added, "I had to make a small adjustment for the chastity belt that Judy is wearing. She came to my house to be measured. Now Rosalind wants one just like it. She thinks they are fantastically sexy". He had a huge smile on his face. He thought so too!

"Well Jim shall we order the machine?" I was decision time.

"It certainly makes my job easier and we can produce custom made footwear far cheaper and quicker and so much higher quality than before. So, my answer is Yes" he replied showing lots of enthusiasm.

"Ok then Jim. You make the call to Leicester today. When can the deliver and install?" I said

"The middle of next week plus a couple of days to train James and myself and we are all set" he replied.

"Lets do it. The first orders will be to make some boots for TJ & myself. Then whatever you and Steve need for your family. These are practice pieces so really do your job so that when the time comes you are ready to do it for real" I said. He was nodding in agreement.

I left Judy to sort out some other things like the supply of Leather. Several years, the factory had switched to using only synthetic materials so contacts had to be re-established with suppliers and samples delivered. I could see that things were in good hands so I went home in time to make lunch for TJ and myself.

TJ was far more relaxed today than she had been for over a week. I could tell that she was almost finished making her sample garments to show the style that would percolate throughout her range. She actually had time to chat. I started probing her about appearing in Public dressed similarly to what she was wearing the previous evening.

After a slight hesitation she said "Yes I would do it for you. A few months ago I would not have even considered it. But you have changed all that. Even thought I hated wearing this belt initially, it makes me feel secure. That in turn gives me confidence. What do you have in mind?" she asked.

We went into the study and I showed her the plans for Erotica.

"Wow Freddie. You have been very busy" she commented.

"Just as busy as you my dear," I said supportingly.

"So what is it that you want us all to wear?"

I went onto explain the boot-trousers that Fred had made for Judy. I said that I already asked Fred to make similar ones for us. I then described the style of top that I had seen amongst Judy's sketches.

"This will show my boobs off well. Especially these!" she said lifting up her shirt and bra to expose her healed piercings. The rings had gone and were replaced by little metal shields that covered the aureoles. No part of the nipple was visible. I could feel some stirrings between my legs.

"Now those are really something. Where did you get the idea for them?" I asked.

"One of my old friends had them done like this a few years ago. I always wanted them done to me. When I was in London I ran into her and she asked me if I had got them done yet. When I said no, she dragged me along to a piercer and said if I didn't get them done now I would never get them done." She paused. "So I did. She got a silversmith friend of hers to make me these. They arrived in the post today along with a package for Judy from America.

I had forgotten about the little extra belt toys that Judy had ordered. I wondered if my companions were closet fetishists?

Before I could do anything more, TJ removed one of the cups on her nipples and offered it to me. "I think you should be the first to sample me," She said.

I put my lips to the exposed nipple and stated massaging the nipple with my tongue. It got hard immediately. It was good. The swelling between my legs got worse. It was reaching the limits of its confinement inside the belt. I did not want to get any harder so I withdrew from my sucking.

"What's wrong?" asked TJ.

"I'm getting a hard on!" I replied

A beaming smile came over her face.

"Well perhaps we should let it free then and I could kiss it better!" she said rubbing her nipple seductively.

"Not yet TJ" I said.

"Why not Freddie. I'm ready and I can tell that you are as well," she said softly.

"No you're not TJ!" I countered.

"If I say I am ready then I am ready!"

"What about Judy?" I asked.

"Judy has nothing to do with this. This is between you and me"

I did not get a chance to reply as her lips came together with mine. I was getting a severe tonguing. I relaxed and began to enjoy it.

She broke off the embrace and literally dragged me upstairs. I almost fell over twice due to the restrictions my straight skirt placed on my step but we made it to the bedroom where she started undressing me.

I went to take my wig off but she stopped me. In between some furious kisses she said to leave it on.

Soon I was naked apart from the chastity belt. TJ went to my handbag and retrieved the emergency key. She broke the seal and undid my belt. My erection literally popped out. She took it in her hand and massaged it slowly. I was pulling down her trousers and knickers. She was already out of her belt. She had been planning this all along.

The next hour was pure pleasure for both of us. We made a right mess of the bed and ourselves. I came three times. She did to. There was no faking that.

Afterwards we lay exhausted on the damp bed. I dragged her into the shower where we made love again.

We were only disturbed when Judy arrived home to find us still embracing. She tut-tuted her disapproval but immediately stripped off and joined us. Judy sucked me off once more while TJ made effective use of her exceedingly long tongue so she got at least something out of it.

We all lay exhausted on the bed wet but happy. After a while I got cold so I got off the bed and put a dressing gown on. I turned back to see Judy licking TJ to climax once more. It did not matter that she was still belted. I smiled thinking that her time will come. I was not to realise at that time how soon that would be.

I went downstairs to start preparing dinner when I noticed the package that had arrived for Judy. I took it upstairs. By this time the two of them were lying together with a contented look on her face.

I awoke the lovely beauties from their dream world. While TJ went into the bathroom to get cleaned up, Judy opened the packages with a look of great expectation on her face.

I smiled when she pulled out two sets of front and rear dildos for the belts. These were remotely controlled. I had devilish thoughts about the tricks one could play with them. She undid her belt and attached both devices. After fitting them into her body she attached the rest of the belt and re-locked it. She handed me the keys and the remote control. I put them on the table next to the other ones.

At this point (fortunately), TJ came back into the bedroom. Judy showed her the attachments and she did the same as Judy. Now I had both keys and remote controls. I thought to myself 'what mischief can I get up to now?'

Judy dove into the package and pulled out a single dildo.

"Did you think you were going to escape?" she said handing it to me with a cheesy grin of her face.

I fitted in its place into the belt and gently pushed it home. It was shaped such that after a certain point, it would stay in place. It felt really strange, as this was the first thing I had inserted like that. I locked the belt in place. I walked around the room a while. I initially felt awkward but I soon got used to the feeling of it there.

Judy dug into the package once more and pulled out some horrendous looking devices. These were thigh clamps. They stopped you walking very far. She stood up and fitted one to herself. She adjusted it to fit round her thighs just above the knee. She locked it into place with the supplied padlocks. She could only waddle around.

She did the same to TJ & me. We looked comical.

She reached into the package again. I thought, "What else could there be left?"

She drew out some things that looked like metal handcuffs.

"Who is going to be first?" she asked.

I could see that TJ was as bewildered as I was as to their purpose.

"No volunteers eh?" That wicked look was back in her eyes again.

"This is trouble!" I thought.

I was not mistaken when she went over to TJ and fitted one of the cuffs to her arm just above the elbow. It locked into place. There was a small length of chain left dangling from the cuff. She took this and locked it into place on the waistband of the belt. This effectively stopped any use of the arm above the elbow.

She then did the same to the other arm.

The same exercise was repeated on me. She the offered the remaining sets of bands to TJ who struggled but did eventually succeed in locking them home.

Then she picked up the remotes and handed each of us one. She flopped down on the bed and started playing with the controls. TJ leapt up in surprise and fell onto the bed laughing. She started playing with her remote. I got this sensation in my insides.

I was not going to be left out of this so I fell over onto the bed and started playing with my remote, which by the act of simple elimination should be Judy's.

Soon, all of us were being sent into orgasm by another person who could not do anything about it. It was weird yet strangely erotic.

Within a few minutes we all seemed to climax. It was very hard for me due to the constrictions of the belt around my penis. I had thought it was not possible to get an erection and go to orgasm whilst wearing a belt. I knew now that I was mistaken.

We all dropped off to semi sleep after these exploits. I wanted to pee quite badly but I was not sure that I could accomplish this with my arms secured. I got up off the bed and found the keys to the arm cuffs. I managed to unlock them after a bit of a struggle. Thus freed I waddled into the bathroom to empty my very full bladder.

When I returned, both TJ & Judy were sleeping. It was a shame to disturb them so I left them alone. I slipped on a dressing gown and went very slowly downstairs.

It took an age for me to prepare dinner. My mind kept wandering to the events of the afternoon and early evening. Things have changed a lot but inwardly I was very happy and I felt that they were as well.

Over dinner I outlined my ideas for the Erotica show. TJ was very enthusiastic which initially surprised me. She allayed my fears saying that her previous boyfriend had taken her to the previous one and for the most part she had enjoyed it. I continued by saying that it would be an opportunity for Judy to show off some of here more 'suitable' designs as well.

"What do you mean by 'show off'?" TJ enquired.

Judy was quick to catch on. "Model them silly!"

"Posing half naked for all those sad men I assume?" commented TJ.

"I would not want anyone involved to wear anything that they were not comfortable with. This about getting rid of old stock and getting feedback on some of the new ideas that Judy is going to bring to the that side of the business. If there are any of your designs TJ that are suitable we could show them as well?" I said putting the ball firmly back into her court. Before she could say anything, I added managing to keep a straight face "But as we have not seen what you are working on yet we can't comment on that. Can we?"

"All in good time. All in good time." TJ snapped back but not quite managing to keep a little smirk off her face.

We continued our discussions well into the early hours. Sleep came quickly to us all that night.

A few days later,, the postman delivered the Electrolysis machine. It was just as well as I was starting to get quite itchy where the belt was in contact with the growing hairs. We all sat around reading the instructions and trying it out on one another in discrete places just to get familiar with the operations involved. We agreed that a person could not satisfactorily remove their own hair in sensitive area between the legs. So we decided to make it a fun thing. I was steamrollered into agreeing that they would do each other and that they would do me together. I protested about not getting my chance but I was threatened with spending several days wearing the thigh and arm restraints. I agreed provided that I could be the voyeur and watch them.

"Naturally. You must ensure that we do a good job!" agreed Judy with a look of great expectation on her face.

We all had things to do during the day so it was decided that the entertainment would commence after dinner.

Judy disappeared off in her car after lunch. She was up to something but I could not figure out what it was. She had been closeted away with TJ for almost half an hour before she left. Yes I thought they are up to something.

I called Jim and updated him on the Erotica Show. I said that we would close the factory for the duration of the show and that we expected that we require some help in London. He unexpectedly volunteered the services of both him and his wife. He added that Rosalind would enjoy a trip to London. I sweetened the whole thing saying that we would all be staying at a good hotel in London and that all I would meet all expenses for the trip. I had already reserved several suites at the Savoy.

Judy came back about 4:00pm carrying some mysterious packages. She immediately went upstairs to the bedroom and shut the door. I crept upstairs after a while to investigate but I found the door locked. I was even more curious as to what she was up to.

I pressed both her and TJ over dinner. They remained stubbornly silent. It was a matter of waiting, seeing and taking what ever was in store for me later on. They both disappeared upstairs once dinner was finished. I took the hint and washed up the dishes.

I went cautiously upstairs once I had finished. The door to the bedroom was open but the room was in darkness. I entered the room and two arms gripped me tightly. TJ forced my hands behind my back and she secured them there with the aid of a pair of handcuffs. I was released and the both stood in front of me. I could see they were totally naked. Judy came forward and fixed a leather collar round my neck.

"If you expected to be just a voyeur then you are very much mistaken my girl" said TJ. They both started to undress me. They removed all my clothing apart from the chastity belt and my shoes. Judy fixed the thigh restraints to the chastity belt.

"You can stand there until it is time for you to do your bit," ordered TJ.

"What do you mean 'my bit'?" I asked.

"You will see," replied Judy.

 

Judy nodded at TJ who lay down on the bed with her arms and legs stretched out. Judy went round and secured them to leather cuffs that were seemingly attached to the feet of the bed with chains. TJ was secured to the bed.

Judy then started to remove all of TJ's pubic hairs using the electrolysis machine. I could only stand and watch while Judy carried out her duties. At every opportunity, she gave TJ a fingering. TJ was very wet and I was very turned on by this show of pure eroticism. She worked rapidly and smoothly but the job still took quite a while but eventually, she finished. TJ was completely bald.

Judy stood back and admired her handy work. "Now its your turn" she said.

She then manoeuvred me over to the foot of the bed. She said that I should kneel down. I sort of toppled over onto my knees with her support. She then guided my face down into TJ's newly bald pussy. I got the message and started to give her a good tonguing. Due to Judy's preparation, she was already well advanced on the route to orgasm. It was not long before she came with enormous vigour.

I lay there enjoying the smell of pure woman coming from between TJ's legs.

Once TJ had recovered, Judy released her from the bed and the two of them helped me to my feet. Judy removed my restraints while TJ went and got cleaned up.

Judy said, "Did you enjoy your bit? Episode two is at the same time and place tomorrow evening"

I took Judy in my arms and kissed her deeply. We were still in the clinch when TJ came out of the bathroom and demanded that she give me my reward for my efforts as well. I did this willingly.

We continued our embraces as we went to bed. It had been a very satisfying evening for one and all.

Needless to say, the show was repeated on Judy the next night with the same results. That night however I lay in bed for a while wondering what they had in store for me the following night when it was my turn to be 'done'. Whatever it was it would be something that I would not be expecting.

I was not disappointed the following evening. I went upstairs and removed the chastity belt and showered off. Neither TJ nor Judy had resumed wearing their belts yet as they were naturally a bit sore from the hair removal process. I went into the bedroom with more than a little trepidation about what was to follow.

I needn't have worried. They had the whole thing completely under their control. I was secured down to the bed just as they had been. Judy got the electrolysis machine ready and TJ then climbed onto the bed and proceeded to give me her bald pussy to tongue. Judy started the hair removal process but stopping every so often to suck my penis to keep it hard. I brought TJ to climax several times before they swapped over their roles. At the end of the hair removal, TJ completed the evening's entertainment by giving me the best blowjob that I had ever encountered. It was the perfect end to an interesting evening.

 

Continued in Part 10

  

  

  

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