[Continued from Part 7]
“Ladies,” I addressed my guests, “shall we go onto the patio for a glass of wine?”
They all seemed agreeable. We passed by the kitchen on the way out where we got out the wine glasses and a bottle of cold rosé wine from the fridge.
“Why are we doing the work, why don’t we have him serve?” asked Sue.
The implication was clearly to have him serve us, nude, or at least en femme, on the outside patio.
It was the perfect day for it. It was nice and hot out. The patio, while outdoors and in the city, is relatively private. It’s small with an oval umbrella table and six chairs and then space to spare besides. It sits between our house and our garage. There is a tall (6′) wooden fence separating us from our neighbours (who are rarely out and can’t really see in without trying hard to do so). On the street side we have the same type of fence with a gate that closes. The street is setback so you can hear passersby but they cannot see in unless they crossed our front lawn and peered over the fence.
Sue had once before played our little games on the patio, so she knew it was a thing. On that occasion I had made david go outside and clean up the patio – after a spanking for being less than eager when I told him to do so – in little feminine booty shorts and halter top. Sue walked in through the patio fence door, calling out and disguising her voice a bit before she entered. She “caught” david prancing about and gave him another spanking across her knee, booty shorts down, right on the patio (we had pre-arranged her visit at a set time and all of that without david’s knowledge). This is all described in Caught Outside by my Sister.
So I thought that it was a marvelous suggestion and was only peeved that I had not thought of it! Mind, I did not know in advance that the weather would be so perfect for it.
I yelled over to david that he could come out of the corner and serve us wine and cheese on the patio.
“May I clean up and dress?” he asked. Ha! I suspect he knew the answer before even asking the question.
“No,” I said, “we want it now, not in five minutes.” As he talked about “cleaning up” I got another delightful image in my perverted mind. This was based on another time where we were both out on the patio and he had teased me by spraying me a bit with the hose. I had made him strip right out there, hosed him down thoroughly, tied him to a nice big tree, and switched him (his penis tip got abraded from squirming against the tree, and I felt a bit guilty about that). That one you can read about in Husband Hosed and Switched. Isn’t it marvelous that I keep “my kinky diary” online like this? So after Sue suggested the patio service, and him that he wanted to “clean up” (he was a bit sweaty and “lubey” still), I privately thought an uncomfortable and humiliating hosing down in front of the ladies would add to the fun.
I needed to set it up: “take off your bra, though, I want you naked. Wash your hands before working with the food.”
With that we four ladies walked out to the patio and took our seats.
“A naked man-slave!” said Beverly excitedly. “I can get into that. Good idea Sue!” she said and high-fived her.
We started talking about other things, just for a break from the intensity and to re-normalize I guess! Not to last. Before very long out came david with a tray holding our chilled bottle of rosé and four wine glasses, plus four small plates and a platter with bite-sized cheese pieces, strawberries, and crackers. Very nice. He was naked and blushing, and his penis was jiggling about semi-soft.
He unpacked the tray and put a plate and glass in front of each of us. Then he poured the wine. As he was pouring Sue’s, his back was facing Beverly, she gave him a light little “slap” to his backside. We all laughed, and david turned to face her with a little hurt look on his face. Ha ha!
“You said you wanted to clean up now?” I asked david.
“Yes Ma’am,” he said.
“Hand me the garden hose. Stand over there,” I said, “I’ll clean you up.”
david looked a little incredulous, wondering if I was joking. I was not joking. He had been hosed naked before, and knew it was not pleasant!
“Hand. Me. The. Garden. Hose.” I repeated slowly and forcefully for him.
He went to uncoil the garden hose. It’s one of those steel jobs with a gun-like nozzle at the end and we keep pressure in it in the summer so I can easily grab it to water the patio flower pots when I come home from work. (our old X-hose totally failed at the start of the season, springing a leak along every inch of it! Piece o’ crap – we went steel this time). He went to get the garden hose. He had to squeeze around the side of the table nearest the fence where both Beverly and Joy sat. He got the hose, uncoiled it, brought it back around the table and handed me the nozzle end. I remained seated and gave it a squirt into empty space as a test. I tightened the spray pattern setting from “gentle on the flowers” to the much more harsh and concentrated “husband hosing” setting.
“Stand over there,” I directed him, indicating the empty space away from the table. He went to stand there, looking very naked and a bit frightened.
I shot the tight spray right at him from my seat and he jumped and yelped as the cold water hit him. I played the stream up and down his front as he danced in place. I directed the stream at his penis and testicles and he immediately crouched down and covered them up.
“Hands on top of you head, stand straight,” I said, pausing the flow. He did. I restarted the flow and directed it at his genitals. He looked pained as the concentrated stream hit his cock and balls. I could make his private parts dance and jiggle around really well with the hose!
“Turn sideways,” I told him. He turned in place with his hands still on the top of his head. I sprayed up and down his side and into his underarm.
“Face away from me,” I said and he turned to present his back to us. I sprayed his back, buttocks, and legs.
“Other side,” I said, he turned sideways on again, and I sprayed up and down his other side and again into his underarm.
“Face me,” I said. He turned back and I gave his front side another going over. I ended with a rather cruel (I thought) spraying directly at his face. He closed his eyes and sputtered, but stood there and just took it from me.
I stopped the stream and asked, “what do you think, ladies, is he clean?”
“I think you need to get into his butt more,” suggested Sue. I handed her the hose and said, “I agree. Here, you do it.” I needed to involve Sue somehow!
She smiled and took the hose from me, standing up as she did so. She said to david, “stand over there and turn around.” She made him move closer to the wooden fence and face it. “Now spread your legs.” david shuffled his two legs apart. “Wider,” she said, and david complied. “Now bend over and grab your ankles.” david followed her instructions like a good little houseboy should. She had arranged him so that we all had a view up his butt and his dangling ball sac between his legs. Just maybe a hint of bottom hole between his cheeks and a hint of cocktip beneath his tight balls.
Sue went to within about five feet of david, pointed the hose right at his butt crack, and opened her up. david cried out a bit and did a little dancy-dance, but keeping bent over and his legs spread and his hands on his ankles so he just sort of wiggled spasmodically, and as he did so his cock and balls flailed around frantically between his legs. Naturally Sue aimed the hose directly at the back of his balls which shot them forward dramatically and made david yell out anew at the water assault, and dance even harder.
Sue stopped the hose. “I don’t think I’m really getting in there. Spread your cheeks,” she said.
Poor boy stayed bent over, legs spread, and reached behind himself. At first he tried to spread himself by reaching between his legs with his hands, which was a silly idea, as you can’t spread yourself like that! Realizing his own mistake he reached towards the outside and spread his cheeks widely, thoroughly exposing his bottom hole with his dangly balls beneath.
Sue again unleashed the spray, right up his loosened little butthole. He again wiggled frantically side to side, tilting his upper body this way and that, and raising it then lowering it again, while his feet danced up and down in place and his knees shook violently. Right up his butt with a big jet of water!
“Hold those cheeks wide,” she said, as she directed the concentrated spray right at his butthole and took one step, then another closer, while lowering at her knees, leaning back to escape the back-scatter and extending her arm to the max. She did this until the hose nozzle was only a couple of feet away from his bumhole. Oh my gosh, but if that wasn’t a garden hose enema!
“There we go!” she said, shutting down the hose, placing it down on the ground, and then going back to her chair.
david was still bent over and spreading and mewling a little bit in pain and embarrassment. I was wondering if the water would dribble out of his asshole a bit brown, as for an enema. Alas, it either did not fully penetrate due to a strong pucker reflex, or he held it in. I told him to stand up and face the fence, his hands on his head. “It’s a nice warm day, you can drip dry,” I told him. “Let’s see your little sore testicles and penis, stick them out behind you,” I commanded. He tucked them back between his legs so that they were on full view to us. “Stand straight! Don’t make me get the hose again with your balls out like that!” david straightened as best he could, which creates great tension in his testicles because of his “humbling”. It’s a favourite position of ours that I often use during timeout.
So we finished up our chatting with my soaking wet boy shivering “balls out” in the shade against the fence. But he dried off and warmed relatively quickly. With david standing there the talk went back to a bit of a more teasing tone about “what a well behaved husband!” and how they could really see the point of my “obedience training”. That was from Joyce, accompanied by a broad wink. She was onto our little games!
The ladies needed to go, and Sue had driven them, so they all three started saying their goodbyes. Joyce made a point of going up to david, craning her head forward at an angle so that david could turn his head slightly to be eye-to-eye, and then she said, “Goodbye david. Thank you for the demonstration.” He answered, “Goodbye Ma’am.”
Then Joyce went over, she got up right next to him, her breasts touching his shoulder, and planted a little kiss on his cheek. At the same time, very obvious to all of us, she gave his bare butt cheek a squeeze and then trailed her hand lightly down the backs of his balls and cock. “Be a good boy,” she said in a husky whisper, patting the exposed underside of his cocktip.
“Yes Ma’am,” he said breathlessly as he was being sexually abused like this.
“Goodbye david,” said Sue at a distance from him, “what a spectacle you are.”
“Goodbye Sue,” he said, nose still against the fence, hands on his head.
“Wait for me there,” I said as I escorted the ladies back into the house and then out to the front door.
“That was really a lot of fun,” said Joyce, and Beverly chimed in that she agreed as well. “You two are definitely the kinkiest people I know,” added Joyce.
I thanked them for coming by and being witnesses, and said that it was a dream come true for david and I to be able to conduct such a scene in front of them. And I thanked Sue for having arranged it all, and for giving david such a thorough hosing down!
“Maybe next you’ll take him across your knee,” I suggested mischievously. I thought this was nice of me. It sort of implied to her friends that she may not have done that already, while still being fully in-line in case she had already told them she had.
She did not return the favour!
“Or maybe take you across my knee, little sister, you know how much you enjoy that,” she responded with a wink.
Accck! It was my turn to blush as Joyce and Beverly laughed (did they already know? Did Sue tell them that she had once spanked me, her little sister, to orgasm across her knee???), and they left on that note. Wow!
I went back out to the patio and pulled a naked and only slightly damp david into my arms for a big hug.
“Well?” I asked.
“Amazing!” he answered.
“Oh my gosh, wasn’t it? Are you ok?”
“More than ok!” he said, indicating he had very much enjoyed the proceedings. “They were great.”
“I know. What do you think, is Joyce going to spank Beverly tonight?”
“Definitely!” he said. Ha ha.
“Sue threatened to spank me on her way out!”
“Oh no! How terrible. And probably make me fuck you up the bum after,” he stated.
“While she watches this time, I’ll bet!” I said.
David squirmed a bit in my arms.
“Sore?” I asked.
“Just my balls a bit,” he said, “that hose…”
“Was it worth it?” I asked.
“Oh yes!” he said.
That’s my boy!
So that’s my account. All eight parts (OMG!), nine if you count the intro post (Fun Development!). I thought I could knock it all off in one post, but there was so much detail and activity I needed to cover. I slammed it all down in a marathon post the day after. Spent most of the day (Sunday) on it. When I realized how long it was, and with some good advice from readers, I divided it into eight logical sections, and then took my time to edit each one and post over the course of almost 2 weeks now. As I edited, more and more detail came to me, and I added it in. In real-time, the whole thing was done and gone in about an hour and a half. It probably takes more time than that to read it all!
I know many couples don’t play nearly as publicly as this. Or if they do, they do it in a BDSM club or something. david and I really enjoy introducing newbies, though, being careful not to offend. It’s more exciting to both of us to see the genuine reactions of enthousiastic women seeing this for the first time, and somehow adds an extra edge of humiliation for my husband that is not present when somebody who does this a lot watches.
I think there are way, way more women than you think who would enjoy watching a strict wife play with her husband like this (and even participate a little as did Beverly). It’s just fun and empowering.
Have any of you ever played with strangers like this? Let me know in the comments!
Source: Strict Julie
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