LEASHED by My Girlfriend's Girl Friends
The true story of my first time submitting to three women at one time.
"Oh, Namtaan," Nazz said.
"Yes, Queen?" I responded.
"Do you want to meet my friends from Phayao, Kiki and Tasha? The ones you were drooling over?"
It was true. I had seen their photos on social media when they liked Nazz's post about tying me up and torturing me. Her hometown friends were cute and mature Thai bomb shells. Would I like to see them? Was that even a question?
Nonetheless, I downplayed my enthusiasm, not knowing where the conversation was leading.
"Um, yes?"
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Kiki and Tasha always loved to laugh at the pictures of me submitting to my Mistress that she, Queen Nazz, sent to them when she put me in compromising positions. They wanted to see me in the flesh--to see Nazz's cute and obedient foreigner doggie in person--and to pet my furry chin.
I wanted more excitement in my life. I had asked if I could submit to multiple women. Queen Nazz granted me my wish--if only I had the strength to comply.
Could I handle being put on the end of a leash, having Nazz's childhood friends rest their legs on my back, demand me to grovel at their feet, worship them, let them ride me like a horse, and give them massages?
This is the true story of my first time submitting to three women at one time.
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"I was thinking about what you said, about being bored and all, about how you want to play with other women..."
Oh, that. That conversation again. I thought we were over it. I had confessed my desire to have an "open relationship" to Nazz a month and a half before. It had caused a crisis that had threatened to ruin our relationship at the time. But I had worked hard to reassure Nazz of my love since then, and I thought we were getting over it. She hadn't talked about that incident in a couple of weeks.
She continued: "The truth is, I know I'm older than you. I know I'm tired sometimes, and you want to do some things I just can't always do. I had thought about it. That if we were still together in five, ten years, I might give you the freedom to meet another woman occasionally. Just as long as you don't fall in love with her and you still take care of me. And let me use you when I need you. But I'm not ready for that yet. We haven't even been together for two years. If I let you do anything, it would have to be with women I could trust with my life. Are you getting the picture? I've known Kiki and Tasha since I was seven years old."
I nodded submissively. I was getting the picture.
"You're in luck, because I was just talking to Kiki and Tasha, and they really want to see you!"
"Oh?"
Nazz noticed I had sprouted a little boner. Not my fault! I couldn't control it!
"Don't get excited, boy. They want to see Namtaan, not Ari."
Gulp. Namtaan was my doggie name.
"They just loved seeing the pictures of you running in the field, kissing my feet, and following all of my commands!"
There were some humiliating photos she'd taken of me on our trips to the countryside. Pictures of her rubbing her sweaty feet in my face. Of me with dirty hands and knees and bruises on my back from Nazz whipping me with a tamarind branch. Of her pressing the soles of her black knee-high boots into my chest. And, of course, of me giving her full body massages. Always in service to her.
"Do you still want to see them?"
"Yes, Queen Nazz."
"Don't get any ideas. You aren't gonna be fucking them. You are a dog, after all, you know that?"
"I know."
"I said, you are a dog. What do you say?"
"Hong! Hong!" I barked.
"You're going to be on a leash the whole time," she said, her voice turning slightly sinister. "And I told them they can be as mean to you as they want to."
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