Legless - Chapter 06

We sat together quietly. After a few minutes, the moment passed. None of us was very skilled at genuine intimacy and I started to worry that the situation was about to become awkward.

I thought for a moment and then I smiled, I knew exactly what to do. I slipped off the couch and got back down on my knees in front of Jeannie.

Veronica looked at me with a puzzled expression and said, "Dougie, what are you doing?"

I winked at her and said, "Just because we've promised to try to love each other doesn't mean we have to stop playing our games."

Veronica clapped her hands together and said, "Jen, do you see why he's so wonderful?"

Jeannie nodded, "You don't have to convince me. I already know he's wonderful."

I looked up at Jeannie and quietly whispered. “Miss Dalton I beg you to allow me to kiss your beautiful toes.”

Jeannie extended her foot and said, “Pansy, you have my permission.”

I cradled Jeannie's foot in my hands and gently kissed each of her toes. At the same time, Veronica slipped down from the couch so she was kneeling on the floor next to me and started patting my head.

"Yes, little Legless, you're being a very good little boy; show Miss Dalton just how much you adore her."

Of course, Veronica's demeaning words excited all three of us. Jeannie responded by spreading her legs, raising her skirt, and exposing her panty-covered crotch. As I continued kissing her toes she slipped her fingers to the tiny triangle of white satin that concealed her pussy and started masturbating herself.

"Look Legless, you're pleasing her. It appears that Miss Dalton enjoys obedient little boys just as much as I do. If you ask her very politely, I'll bet that she'll let you kiss her cunt."

I looked up at Jeannie. She was staring at me.

I took a deep breath and said, "Miss Dalton may I please be allowed to kiss your lovely pussy."

A very subtle smile formed at the corners of Jeannie's mouth. I began to suspect that she and Veronica had planned the details of this little scene while I was cleaning the kitchen.

Jeannie pulled her foot away from my lips and sat up, "That's a very naughty thing for a little boy to be asking," she said in a mocking tone. She looked into my eyes, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her thong panties, and pulled them down to her knees."

"Take them off Pansy, pull my panties down to my ankles, and take them off."

I hesitated, I couldn't move. All of my attention was focused on Jeannie's naked cunt. As I have already admitted, I was sexually very inexperienced. I could count the number of bare pussies that I'd seen in my life on one hand and that included a night at a strip club. Even my ex-wife Emily had been very particular about hiding her body from me during most of our marriage but, of course, that was partly because she was too busy sharing it with her soccer coach boyfriend.

I must have taken too much time because Veronica leaned over, blew on my ear, and whispered, "Do as you're told Legless or we'll punish you. You wouldn't want us to have to do that would you?" She reached around my back, grabbed my nipple between her thumb and her forefinger, and started twisting it. As she twisted it she said, "Pull Miss Dalton's panties down to her ankles and take them off of her."

I gasped at the pain Veronica was causing with her fingers.

Veronica bit my ear and said, "Take Miss Dalton's panties off or I'll do a lot worse!"

Nothing makes a person focus their attention like excruciating pain. I quickly pulled Jeannie's panties off her ankles and tossed them onto the end of the couch.

Veronica released her painful grip on my nipple, slipped her hand down my side, gently brushed her fingertips across my buttocks, and followed the cleft of my ass until she reached my crotch. I held my breath when I felt her caressing my balls. I wasn't certain if she was trying to give me pleasure or just getting ready to inflict more pain.

Veronica sensed my apprehension and said; "Relax Legless, I'm not going to hurt you ..." She chuckled. " .. at least not right at this moment. You see, Miss Dalton and I will always punish naughty little boys who won't obey, but we will also always reward obedience."

She wrapped her thumb and forefinger around my erect penis and gently squeezed it. "Right now I'm giving you a little reward."

I was just starting to worry that I might cum again when Veronica released my cock, gave my butt a playful slap, and kissed the back of my head.

"That's enough, we don't want to spoil you." She then grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head up so that I was staring at Jeannie's naked cunt. "Repeat your question slave-boy, what was it you wanted to ask?"

This time I understood exactly what Veronica meant and I complied immediately. "Miss Dalton, may I please be allowed to kiss your pussy?"

Veronica once again reached around my back and grabbed my nipple. All of my muscles tensed as I remembered the pain she'd inflicted only moments earlier, but now, rather than ruthlessly twisting my nipple, she instead gently massaged it with her fingertips. With her other hand, she held my face in place so that I was forced to stare at Jeannie's fur-fringed cunt.

Jeannie was massaging her sex with two fingers while she looked into my eyes. "Pansy, I think that's a privilege you're going to have to earn." She rolled over so that she was kneeling on the couch. Her full round ass was now pointed directly at my face.

Veronica released my nipple and pushed my head forward. “Pansy, we'd like you to demonstrate your new devotion to Miss Dalton. Show us that you're willing to do anything she asks you to do. Kiss and lick her bottom."

The room was filled with sexual tension. My entire body was tingling with excitement as I spread Jeannie's gorgeous ass cheeks and leaned forward.

Jeannie sighed when she felt my lips touch her puckered anus and when I pushed my tongue into her, she cooed with delight and said, "Roni, you're right this feels wonderful. Your little boy is making me feel like a goddess."

Jeannie's words heightened my excitement. These two women were my goddesses and I was very willing to worship them in any way they chose. I pushed my tongue even deeper into her asshole. At the same time, she reached back between her legs and started massaging her very wet cunt. For a brief moment, I greedily probed and licked her anus while she frantically rubbed her engorged clit.

Jeannie sort of rhythmically rocked back and forward while I lapped but suddenly she stopped moving. I heard her take a deep breath and then she arched her back and screamed. At the same time, her entire body started to shake.

Veronica gently pulled me away from Jeannie's rear. "Dougie let her alone for a moment; let her enjoy her orgasm."

I knelt back on my heels, my little stiff dicklet poking up streaming pre-cum (or had I cum and not realized it), and watched as gradually the waves of pleasure that were rippling through Jeannie's body subsided and for her to collapse onto the couch. She lay still for a moment and then she rolled over and grinned at Veronica and me. "That was fabulous. Are you two always going to be that much fun?"

Veronica nodded and said, "I hope so."

Jeannie sat up, smoothed her skirt, looked at us, and asked, "Well what should we do next?"

Veronica smiled and said, "I think it's time to give Legless his present."

Jeannie stood up, "I agree, but we're going to have to get rid of that ugly pubic hair around his silly little cock and balls before we can give it to him."

Veronica stood up, grabbed my arm, and pulled me to my feet. "Come, Legless, we have a little chore to do in the bathroom."

She took my hand and led me out of the living room. Jeannie followed and as we passed through the bedroom Veronica stopped, looked back at her friend, and said, "Jen I think it's time for us to get a little bit more comfortable."

Jeannie nodded, smiled knowingly, and said, "Roni, that's an excellent idea."

With that, Veronica and Jeannie both started undressing. As each article of clothing was removed they handed it to me, clearly expecting me to hang it up. It wasn't discussed, they just assumed that I would perform that service.

Once they were naked Veronica smiled and said, "There, that's much better. Now we're ready to play. Let's move into the bathroom."

Churchill Gardens, the name of the complex where I live, is a luxury apartment building and the bathrooms that adjoin the master bedrooms reflect that fact. Indeed, it would be more accurate to call them well-appointed spas than bathrooms. My master bathroom was a spacious room containing a large whirlpool bath, a separate shower, and two private toilet stalls complete with accompanying bidets, and all around the walls were black granite countertops with fitted hand basins and lighted mirrors.

As we walked into the bathroom Jeannie looked around and started to giggle, saying, "Roni, it's not going to be hard to get used to using this bathroom."

Veronica nodded. "Yes Jen, it is rather comfortable."

Jeannie shook her head, "Comfortable? It looks fucking amazing!"

Veronica turned to me. "Legless dear, you can fill the bathtub while I get your shaving things, razor, cream, and, umm, where can I find a pair of scissors?"

I suggested as to where they could be found and Jeannie smiled to witness my willingness to comply. She asked, "Roni is there anything I can do to help?"

Veronica laughed, "Yes Jen, why don't you torment Dougie."

"Oh, I love that idea. I can do that!"

I was bending over the edge of the tub adjusting the temperature of the water when I felt Jeannie put her arms around my waist and press her naked breasts against my back. I wasn't certain about how I was supposed to respond so I just stood perfectly still.

"Careful Jen, you're going to make our poor boy cum again."

I took a deep breath as Jeannie reached down and wrapped her fingers around my erect penis.

"Roni, he's so sweet, this little thing is just adorable, I just can't leave him alone."

"Well, how about rather than you playing with his little dick, get him to sit on the edge of the bathtub."

"Roni, you're no fun at all. You know I can't resist a dick of any size."

Veronica burst into laughter, "Jen you are such a slut."

"And so are you, we're so alike, that's why we're such good friends."

"All right, you win; but while you're down there playing around why don't you take these scissors and start cutting off his pubic hair."

Jeannie let go of my penis and stood up, "Dougie honey, I think you'd better sit down ..." She held up the scissors Veronica had just handed her, "… you wouldn't want me to make a mistake with this and cut off your cute little willy, would you?"

I shook my head and quickly sat down on the edge of the tub, "No, I most certainly wouldn't."

Jeannie patted my thigh, "That's a good boy, now sit very still."

I watched with rapt attention as she started cutting off my pubic hair with the scissors.

Veronica sat down on the edge of the tub next to me and in an instant, her attitude toward me changed as she asked, "Dougie, you're okay with this aren't you?"

I smiled at her and said, "Yes Roni, I am."

Veronica stared at me for a moment and then she grinned. She understood my response. By using her informal name I was answering as an equal and giving her my full permission to proceed.

She put her arms around my neck and kissed me. As she kissed me she said, "Dougie, I love you."

It took a moment for her words to register in my brain; but as soon as they did I stopped, placed the palm of my hand on her shoulder, pushed her away, and stared into her eyes, "Did you hear what you just said?"

Veronica stared back at me and answered. "Yes Dougie I did and I'll repeat it just in case you didn't hear it. Dougie I love you."

I took a deep breath and said, "Veronica, I love you too."

And then we kissed, a long passionate kiss laden with romance and desire.

After a moment Jeannie interrupted us. "Hey, this isn't fair. You guys have a head start. I want to fall in love too."

We both looked at Jen and started laughing. Veronica reached out, grabbed her friend's wrist, and pulled her to us, "Don't worry silly, we'll wait for you to catch up …" Then the three of us kissed and for a moment time stopped still; We weren't lonely anymore.

For the next few moments we took turns hugging and kissing each other before Veronica broke away and stood up, declaring, "I'm enjoying this just as much as the two of you; but look at the time. It's getting late and I'd still like to give Dougie his present tonight."

There is a clock on the wall in my bathroom which might be thought of being kind of odd, but I tend to dawdle just a bit in the morning. and having a clock in sight helps me get to the College on time. I glanced at the clock; It was just after 10:00.

Jeannie saw me looking and gasped, "Oh my, is that the time already, it is getting late and I still have to go home."

Veronica calmed her down and then looked at me, "Dougie were you serious when you invited Jen to live here?"

"Yes, of course, I was."

She turned to Jeannie, "Jen, why don't you forget going home; stay here tonight?"

"I would love to Roni, but I don't have any clothes to wear to work in the morning."

I looked at Jeannie, at her tight-fitting blouse and short skirt, and silently agreed that maybe what she was wearing might not be appropriate for the office.

Veronica smiled at her, "Jen when was the last time you called in sick?"

Jeannie shrugged, "I don't know, two, maybe three years."

"Same for me, you're never sick, and neither am I; we're both married to our jobs. I know, why don't we be naughty and take a sick day tomorrow? That way it'll give us plenty of time to have some fun tonight and we can go to your apartment first thing in the morning and pick up some of your things."

Jeannie stared at Veronica for a moment, then she looked at me, "Dougie were you serious; would it be okay if I moved in here?"

I grinned at her. "It would be more than okay, I think it would be wonderful."

She laughed, "I wouldn't even have to pretend I was sick. My boss is always giving me a hard time because he thinks I don't take enough time for myself. If I just call the office and tell him I need a day off, he'll let me have it. Although I expect he'll joke about me staying at home by myself, being lonely."

Veronica nodded, "Sounds as if you're office is the same as mine. The guys in my office act the same way. They're constantly trying to get me to take a vacation, although their idea of a vacation for me involves them, a local hotel, and several days of nonstop steamy sex.

Jeannie rolled her eyes, "Isn't that the truth? The lawyers I work for would all be very willing to spend several days with me holed up somewhere ..." Then she started to laugh, “ … hmm, that doesn't sound too bad either, does it? Wanna come with me?”

The girls were quiet for a moment, both enjoying their little fantasy when Veronica gave a kind of mock shudder and said, “Jen, I think we need to get back to reality.”

Jeannie shook her head and sighed.

Veronica looked at her friend and said, "OK, it's settled then, tomorrow we both call in sick, correct?"

"Yes, that sounds like a plan."

Veronica then turned to me, "Dougie can you take tomorrow off?"

I shook my head and became the 'party-pooper' and said, "No, I'm sorry I can't. I have to give two lectures tomorrow."

"When is your first lecture?"

"10:00."

Jeannie gave a gasp of surprise, "So you are a college professor?"

I looked at her and slowly nodded, "Yes I am."

"Wow, who knew; would it be okay if someday I came to one of your lectures and watched? I promise I'll be very quiet."

I smiled at her, "Of course, it would be okay, but why are asking?"

"I took a gap year after graduating High school and got myself a kinda work-experience/internship with a Law firm, doing clerical stuff, filing, that sort of thing. I guess they thought I was good at it and one thing led to another and it was so cool earning money that I never did go back to school …" She sighed, ".. but ever since I've always wondered if I could have, should have gone to college.".

"But now you're a legal secretary, correct?"

"Yes."

"And it sounds like your bosses think you're a good one, would you agree with that?"

Jeannie blushed. The pride in her voice was obvious when she answered, "That's what they tell me."

I grinned at her, "Jeannie, college is probably a whole lot easier than most of the work you have to do at your job."

"You think?"

"Yes."

Suddenly Jeannie started to giggle.

Veronica looked at her and asked, "What's so funny?"

"Dougie is a college professor."

"Yes, that's right."

"And here he is giving me an admissions interview and all I can see is a wimp who is also our slave, who a little while ago we made lick my asshole."

Veronica burst out laughing, "Hah, guess he's not so smart, after all; isn't this wonderful?"

Jen grinned at her and said, "Yes it is."

Veronica asked me, "So, Mr. Professor, is it okay with you if we move some of Jeannie's clothes in here tomorrow?"

I was still blushing and thinking about Jeannie's comment about making me lick her asshole so Veronica's question didn't register fully in my brain.

When I didn't immediately respond, she repeated herself more forcefully. "Dougie is it okay with you if we move some of Jeannie's clothes in here tomorrow?". This time there was a definite edge to her voice; Veronica wasn't used to being ignored.

Veronica's stern voice brought me back to reality. "Yes, yes of course it is. Tomorrow morning I'll call the building management office and arrange for a third parking place."

I turned to Jeannie, "You do have a car, don't you?"

She laughed, "Sort of; if you could call it a car. It's an old banger that a mechanic friend of mine keeps on the road. If ever I have a problem, which is often, he works on a barter system. I stop by his garage where he fixes whatever and I then pay him with a blow job. It's a great arrangement!"

"So you do need a parking place, then?"

Jeannie laughed. "Yes, as long as I keep fixing Al so he'll keep fixing the banger."

Veronica looked on with admiration and a puzzled expression on her face, "Doesn't he ever want more than a blow job?".

Jeannie shook her head. "Nope, he's happily married to a paranoid wife. He figures that as long as I just give him a blow job he can honestly tell her that he's not screwing around on her. As I say, it's happy days all around."

Veronica rolled her eyes, "Men are such shallow thinkers."

By now I had gained my composure (difficult as I was standing naked in the bath with two dominant females!) I held my hands up in a gesture of mock protest, "Hey, that's not fair, I'm not a shallow thinker!"

Veronica and Jeannie both stared at me with stony expressions on their faces. After a moment Jeannie said, "Legless, we never suggested that you were; we know exactly what you are."

My face turned beet red when I realized the implication of their response and I lowered my gaze to the floor of the bathtub, feeling humiliated.

Both Veronica and Jeannie sniggered at noting my embarrassment but it was Jeannie who lightened the mood when she put her arms around my shoulders and held me. After a moment she whispered into my ear, "Dougie, I'm sorry, we didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

I smiled at her, "You didn't hurt my feelings. I knew you were just teasing me. I'm embarrassed because I walked into your trap so easily."

Veronica kissed my cheek and said, "Dougie, we weren't teasing you. We're just sorry the truth made you feel bad."

I stared back at them for a moment and then started laughing at which Veronica reacted and said, "What's so funny?"

I grinned at both of them and said, "You just got me twice in a row."

Veronica stepped back and resumed her serious side, "All right, that's enough fooling around. Let's get back on task and do what we've come in here to do."

Jeannie slipped into the tub so she was kneeling next to me and grabbed my penis which despite all the hurtful banter had never lost its erection. As she started cutting my pubic hair off with the scissors my stubby dick gave a jerk at feeling the close attention she was giving. She giggled to see it and said, "Dougie, I think you need to think about cricket or climate change or something other than my hands on you or you're gonna cum. I have to hold your little dickie to protect it; you wouldn't want me to cut it off by mistake would you?"

I laughed and said, "No, I certainly would not."

I closed my eyes and tried to silently recite the opening page of Charles Dickens 'A Tale of Two Cities'. It was a successful strategy. It kept me distracted enough that I was able to avoid cumming while Jeannie held my penis. It also helped that she worked quickly.

Just as Jeannie was finishing cutting off the last of my pubic hair Veronica slipped into the tub on the other side of me holding a can of shaving cream and a safety razor. As soon as Jeannie was finished clipping me Veronica splashed some water on my crotch, squirted some of the shaving cream onto her fingers, and worked it into the stubble of pubic hair that remained.

She worked up a good lather and started shaving me with the razor. While working, her hands kept smoothing the foam, stroking my penis and groin to check that the stubble was being effectively removed. It felt divine. I said, "Oh, this is so wild, have you done this sort of thing often, is this the wildest thing you've ever done?"

Jeanne sniggered and said, "Oh, I can tell you that we've done a lot more wilder things than this."

Veronica gave a polite cough, "Jen, I'm not certain we should tell grown-up stories like that to little boys like you, Dougie."

"Roni, you are so right. I don't know what I was thinking. Our stories might be a little too wild for our little pansy boy's ears."

I looked at both of them; I could tell they were just teasing. I went along with the banter, "Hey, that's not fair; you promised."

Veronica shook her head. "Now Dougie, we're only thinking of your good. We wouldn't want you to get too agitated. Some of the things Jen and I have done might be a little too shocking for your delicate ears."

Jeannie nodded. There was an expression of mock seriousness on her face. "Yes Dougie, sometimes the things that men and women do in private can be very difficult for innocent little boys like you to understand."

"Hey, honestly I'm not that innocent. I've done plenty of wild things in my life," I blurted, and as soon as I said it I realized that I'd allowed Jeannie and Veronica to goad me into saying it. I'd walked right into another trap.

Veronica raised her eyebrows and said, "Really? Plenty of wild things? My, my, I had no idea that you were that worldly. Please tell us."

"Yes Dougie, tell us." Jeannie was grinning. She knew they had me. "If you tell us about the wildest thing you've ever done we'll tell you all about, um, let's think …" she gave Veronica a knowing look, " … oh yeah, the night we went to Ricky's poker party."

I was suddenly very nervous. The truth was, that at that moment I was doing by far the wildest thing I'd ever done in my entire life. The rest of my life had been incredibly dull. Sadly my foolish pride wouldn't allow me to admit that to these two women, so I was desperately searching my memory for a story I could tell them that was at least a little bit wild.

And then I remembered.

In retrospect, I now realize that this particular story might not have been the best choice, but I was desperate and I wasn't exactly thinking clearly. Remember, at that moment I was sitting in a bathtub with two very attractive naked women and one of them was in the process of shaving off my pubic hair."

Jeannie stared at me, "Well, Dougie, we're waiting."

Veronica was quietly chuckling while she shaved me.

I took a deep breath and said, "My sisters used to dress me up as a girl."

Jeannie rolled her eyes. "How old were you, five?"

Veronica shook her head. "Sorry Dougie, dress-up games you played as a little boy don't count."

"I wasn't a little boy, I was eighteen!"

Veronica stopped shaving me and looked up, "How old were you?"

My face turned a deep shade of crimson when I realized what I had just admitted to doing. Suddenly I was wishing that I'd kept my mouth shut and let them tease me about leading a dull life, but I knew it was too late, I was now committed. Once you say something like that you can't take it back.

I quietly whispered, "I was eighteen."

Jeannie was staring at me. "With your sisters?"

I realized that this was about to take a very bad turn. I quickly said, "No, no; it was nothing like that. My sisters and I never did anything bad, they just enjoyed..."

" … dressing you up like a girl." Veronica was smiling as she completed my sentence.

"When you were eighteen," Jeannie reminded her; she was also enjoying this.

Veronica turned to her friend. "Jen honey, I think this little revelation is going to require a very thorough investigation."

Jeannie nodded. There was a wry smile on her face. "Yes, I certainly agree."

Veronica set the razor down and splashed some water on my crotch. "Hmm, that confession is going to require careful consideration … but right now I think it's time for us to give Dougie his present.”

She leaned over and kissed my cheek. “But first, be a good boy and bathe me. After you're done bathing me you can bath Miss Dalton. As soon as we're both clean and dry off, we'll give you your little surprise.”

Bathing a mature naked woman is one of the great rewards in a submissive cuckold's life, to be bathing two naked women, more than doubled my joy. So many pleasures are reserved for our women's dominant male lovers, but not this one. Bathing our goddesses is one of the few delights reserved exclusively for us.

Washing Veronica and Jeannie was incredibly exciting and I worked slowly so that I could fully enjoy the privilege they were granting me. Both women lay back in the tub and relaxed with their eyes closed while I bathed them. It was obvious that they enjoyed my gentle touch every bit as much as I enjoyed exploring the curves of their soft feminine bodies with the bath sponge

I bathed Veronica first. As soon as I was done she left the tub and rinsed off in the shower and watched me while I washed Jeannie. Once I was finished giving Jeannie her bath she got out of the tub and took her turn in the shower.

While she was rinsing off I quickly washed myself and admired Veronica's handiwork. My genitals were now completely shorn of hair and if anything looked even more like it was the cock and balls of an adolescent boy. I was most impressed with her skill.

After Jeannie was done in the shower she joined Veronica and through the open bedroom door, I watched with increasing excitement as they helped each other to dry themselves. They were very practiced at caressing each other and I got the impression that this was something they had often done. Again, I was impressed by what I saw.

They saw I was watching and Veronica spoilt my voyeuristic pleasure by telling me sharply to 'stop dawdling' and to get myself out of the tub. I complied and quickly rinsed myself off.

Once I was done, I dried myself with the towel that Jeanne had tossed at me and then joined the girls in the bedroom knowing I was about to be further humiliated and wondering whatever the present would be that Veronica was soon to give me.