The Rules of Kate’s Surrender

Days turned into a blur as Dave and I dissected the meaning behind Kate’s provocative statement. “I’m yours to do what ever you want with and whenever,” she had said, leaving us both intrigued and a little apprehensive. Dave suggested I talk to her, to find out just how far she was willing to go.

So, on Friday evening, Kate and I sat down over a couple of glasses of wine. I mustered up the courage to ask her what she meant, and she replied with a sly smile, “Exactly what it means. I’m yours and Dave’s to do what ever you want, whenever you like.” I took a deep breath and asked her how far she would go, if there was anything she wouldn’t do. She thought for a moment, then giggled and said, “I fucked your dog, don’t think there’s anything I wouldn’t do from now on.” We both laughed, and I felt a shiver run down my spine.

That night, Dave came home, and we all slept in the same bed. Dave and I were just testing things out, and Kate, true to her word, did everything we asked of her.

The following week, Dave and I sat down to discuss what to do with Kate. I suggested we start slow, but Dave had a different idea. “Why don’t we all go to the pub on Friday, and maybe play on the way home if the weather’s nice?” he suggested. I agreed it was a good idea, and we made plans for the weekend.

On Monday, I rang Kate to let her know about the plan. She was a little surprised, but agreed to come along. I asked her what to wear, and she asked me if I had a preference. I told her I’d talk to Dave and ring her back later in the week.

On Thursday, I rang Kate back and told her to wear a short black skirt, stockings, heels, and an off-the-shoulder top and bra. She agreed, and said she had something that would do.

On Friday, Kate arrived at our doorstep, wearing exactly what I had asked for. I felt a surge of excitement, and we headed out to the pub. We spent a couple of hours drinking and laughing, and I couldn’t help but feel drawn to Kate’s provocative outfit.

As we left the pub, I suggested we walk through the fields on the way home. Dave agreed, and we set off down the lane. It was quiet, and I thought I’d try my luck. I told Kate to stop, and I lifted her skirt up to reveal her stockings and knickers. I grabbed her knickers and said, “You won’t be needing these.” I slid them down her legs, and she stepped out of them. I gave them to Dave, who stuck them in his pocket. I felt my own knickers getting damp with excitement.

I pulled out one of Tyson’s old collars and leads, and put it around Kate’s neck. I connected the lead and said, “Come on, let’s go walkies.” Kate just smiled, and I gave her a gentle tug on the lead. We set off across the fields, with Dave and Tyson walking ahead of us.

As we walked, I stopped Kate and removed her skirt, top, and bra. She was left wearing nothing but her stockings, heels, and a dog’s collar and lead. Tyson, sensing Kate’s vulnerability, sniffed at her ass. I asked her if she was Tyson’s bitch, and she smiled and said, “Yes, and yours and Dave’s.”

Good, I said, is Tyson’s cock sticking out? Is he ready to fuck? Kate looked down and said, “Yes.” I told her to get on her hands and knees, and Tyson was on her straight away, fucking her hard and fast.

As Tyson fucked Kate, I told her she could make as much noise as she liked, and she let out a series of moans and cries, encouraging Tyson to fuck her harder. Once he had finished, we continued on our way home.

By the time we got back to the house, Dave had let Tyson out the back. I stood Kate in the kitchen, still naked, with Tyson’s cum running down the insides of her legs. I unclipped the lead from her collar, but left it on, and told her that once I or Dave had finished with her, we would remove it, and playtime would be over. I also told her never to wear knickers again.

Kate just smiled and said, “Yes, Amy.” I couldn’t let all that cum go to waste, so I told her to put one leg on the chair, and I got down and licked her pussy clean, making sure I got plenty on my face. Once I had finished, I told her to clean my face, and she eagerly licked my face, pushing her tongue into my mouth.

After that, I removed the collar, and Kate went for a shower. Dave said he wasn’t sure how far she would go, but I just thought I’d test her. I could see Dave had a big hard-on, so I unzipped him and sucked him dry.

10 minutes later, Kate returned, naked apart from her heels and stockings. “I know how you love me in stockings,” she said, smiling. We sat in the front room, had a glass of wine, and I asked her if what had happened that evening was okay with her. She leaned over, kissed me gently on the lips, and said, “Yes.”

We agreed that when we put the collar on her, it was playtime, or she could put it on herself to let us know she wants to play. And with that, our little game had begun.

If you want to know more about what happened over the next few weeks, please leave a comment, and I’ll post more updates. I have loads written down, which I tend to do after each weekend spent with Kate.

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