Holiday Gathering Part 2 (Female Domination, Group Femdom, Boots Fetish, Male Submissive, Chastity, Tease and Denial)

I headed to our bedroom to shower and change for our evening gathering. In the living room I passed my wife, Elena, who was seated in a chair sipping a glass of wine and browsing her phone. As i walked by she looked up with an evil grin and said "Wear those Christmas pants i bought you, everyone will get a kick out of them". The pants she was referring to were very thin, white stretchy material patterned with Santas, trees, tinsel etc and actually meant as pajamas with an open fly only held partially closed by a single tiny button. "With the shirt too haha (a red t-shirt with white piping on the sleeves and collar)". "Nice and helpless otherwise, Doormat, and hurry up."

I looked at her looking like a million dollars and realized i'd be an amusement for everyone (and nearly naked), sighed and headed into our room.

The pants were loose and the fly seemed to be an extra big opening that barely closed. I felt totally awkward, insecure and completely vulnerable.

As a reminder, it had been well over a month since the last time i was allowed a sexual release. We very rarely used chastity devices. My wife the enjoyed knowing that she had absolute power over me and I would never disobey her. If she said no then it was no. Also, another piece of my background is necessary. My first two marriages ended basically because i have a major sex and porn addiction. I was a sexually submissive toy for women and a walking erection. For all my life women have taken advantage of my complete lack of control to use me for their personal gain then toss me away like trash. My wife knows my "condition" and totally uses it as a way to keep me totally at her mercy. That's one of the reasons she keeps me on lockdown (besides just for her amusement) so that i'm basically her dog panting and begging for her attention and affection. When we go places she often loves to put me in the most vulnerable, uncomfortable predicaments possible to keep me at her heel (and again for her amusement). She is definitely my salvation but also my punisher. Either way, I am unquestionably smitten.

On the car ride over she teased me even more. It started when i felt her hand come to rest on my upper thigh. My member immediately began to twitch and grow, already testing that single little button. From the side my crotch was basically exposed as most of the fly was completely open. She noticed my situation and made it worse by sliding her hand even closer so that her well-manicured fingernail was stabbing directly into the shaft of my unprotected, and now leaking cock. My throat tight, my whole body quivering and i was finding it more difficult to breathe. She gave me no respite the whole way there. When we finally pulled into the driveway of her aunt Marie"s house I was completely exposed, My dick having burst through the barely functional button fly.

She looked down at it then looked me in the face and mockingly said "You're pathetic" with a little laugh. "Now do something with that and carry in the stuff, I'll see you inside" and walked in, knowing full well that watching her walk away wasn't helping me get under control.

Finally after 5 or so minutes of looking at sports on Instagram I was able to get out, cover up as well as i could. I then went about gathering up the presents I had wrapped and side dishes/desserts I had prepared. As I entered through the door, hands completely overburdened, she was there saying her hello's to the family. She reminded me, as usual, to remove my shoes as a show of respect (but not her, she kept her amazing boots on, nor anyone else actually). So i kicked them off and went about setting everything down in its proper place and presentation.

There i was, in a crowded house, barefoot, constantly pulling down my shirt, fidgeting etc. trying to keep my penis covered while being cordial at the same time. Oh and i was the only one in any sort of holiday costume which made me stand out like a sore thumb. Everyone had to make a comment and I was the brunt of every joke (her family always looked at me as kind of the lesser one in the relationship, and rightfully so). Of course Elena joined them in ridiculing and laughing at me. And of course she treated me as a servant constantly getting her and others drinks, hors d’oeuves, etc. It was complete torture since having her order me around was turning me on even further.

Elena was as usual in a clique with her sister Tegan, 39 years old, her sister-in-law Mischa, 34( there stag as Elena's brother was working) and her younger cousin Kimberly, 26. The three of them are also stunners, though Elena is still the alpha. Tegan looked a bit more Irish, with lighter skin and dark brown hair. 5'6" and very well built she instructs yoga in her spare time. Tegan wore a sparkly red shirt, stretch jeans which accentuated her wonderful derriere (must be in the genes) and natural leather, knee-high stiletto-heeled boots. Mischa was a bit taller, 5'8", blondish hair, blue eyes, curvy and fit but she was a little softer and laid back in her fitness goals. She wore a clingy, short white sweater dress, tan scarf, nude stockings and overknee boots that had a tan pattern design over white leather with a platform sole, 5-6" stiletto heel with gold color metal toecaps and zippers. Kimberly had very light, creamy skin, black hair with some purple highlights, 5'4" a bit thinner but still curvy. She was a runner and did attend Tegan's classes. She wore a black sweater with gold flake sparkles, short black leather skirt, charcoal stockings and patent leather, blood-red 6" stiletto pumps.

Running around being their barefoot, nearly-naked servant boy, having them whispering to each other and laughing at me was totally numbing my brain.

Elena was enjoying it tremendously. Several times she whispered things in my ear like "You are such a good slave" and "That's my good boy". As the alcohol flowed her teasing got worse. She several times gave my dick a squeeze when she walked by, stepped on my toes with her boots or leaned on me grinding her ass into my groin. She once cornered me and reached down into my fly, pinched my hapless cock between two fingers and said "I should just take your dick out, maybe tie a little red bow on it and make you fucking crawl on the floor to get our drinks" and then kissed me aggressively. I was speechless.

The other girls picked up on it. They no doubt knew everything about how our relationship was. At one point Elena, Tegan and Kimmy were sitting on a small pit couch in a little sitting room away from the other guests. I walked in with a round of drinks on a tray. I got down on my knees and sat back holding out the tray so they would have an easier time reaching their drinks. They were all obviously loosened up by the cocktails and wine I had been fetching them.

Tegan said to Elena, while looking at me menacingly, "Elena, you really have him trained well. He's like your little slave boy haha".

I blushed heavily and felt a major stirring in my pants.

Elena responded, "He does anything i tell him. He's definitely my slave." Then to me: "isn't that right, Slavehubby?".

I nervously smiled and said "Of couse Dear. You're the boss". I felt a chill on my cock as it swelled and pushed against the very unsecure fly.

Just then Mischa walked in and pushed by giving me a great, closeup view of her ample ass, so that it nearly rubbed against my face, spun and plopped down on the couch directly in front of me. She put an empty glass on my tray. took a full one and absentmindedly crossed her right leg over the left, which brought the sole of her boot right down on my now-throbbing member. None of them seemed to notice as they were talking to each other and laughing and drinking. I just stayed still, as i was terrified to move. My pants were now nearly failing and any movement from me could expose me completely. Mischa seemed completely oblivious and just continued on, constantly shifting or leaning toward one girl or the other, each time rubbing and prodding my now achingly-hard penis, which was now heavily leaking warm fluid from the tip which ran down the shaft, and soaked into the thin material of my useless pants.

During a pause in their conversation, Mischa looked down at me and said with a bit of a slur "You're still there? I forgot about you".....round of laughter from the girls....."You're like a little doormat aren't you?' as she now on purpose gave my dick an extra nudge with her boot.

I was absolutely mortified. The situation, now basically out in the open, made my head swim.

"He is a complete, helpless doormat under my spell, and under my boots", Elena said to her sis-in-law. Then turned to me and said,"Isn't that right, Slave?" (more chuckling)

Mischa was still casually stepping on my dick so i could barely speak but i stammered "yes I am Princess....."

"Princess?" Kimmy and Tegan said in unison and they all laughed hardily.

I continued in a very weak, shaky voice "You're the boss, Elena. I am your slave, you're doormat, you're puppet. Whatever you want. Anything as long as you're Happy....."

"Awwwwww!!" all of them in unison followed my more laughs. Mischa switched her legs over and now her left boot stomped down on me. She gave it an extra bit of pressure so that the top of my penis was against my lower abdomen and her boot sole was rubbing against the frenulum. I was looking directly at her beautiful legs and I was leaking like crazy, with the night still being young. Kimmy then shifted and rested both of her feet on my upper left thigh, digging her red stiletto heels in with no consideration for any damage or pain she might be causing.

Elena looked down at me and, obviously tipsy, and said "We can all walk all over this doormat. he's so pathetic. He knows his place." "Besides, he loves it." "Isn't that right, doormat? Do you want us to walk all over you?"

I don't even know how i did it, but i heard myself saying "Yes i would. I’d beg to be your doormat!!”

This was met by even heavier laughter.

Tegan then said, "I'm going to run to the bathroom. Anyone else want to come?"

They all nodded and stood in unison. I was now on my knees, still holding the tray, barefoot, nearly exposed, my whole body shaking looking up at four dominant, beautiful women. They all put their empty glasses on my tray. Elena said: "Go load that back up Boy".

They then started to shuffle out but Kimmy said, "Wait a second. He should kiss our boots to thank us for the privilege of us even talking to him and allowing him to be our doormat servant slave"

"Absolutely!" Mischa said and blatantly stepped forward briefly onto my throbber with her sexy, high-heeled, boot.

That was too much for the pants, the little button came undone and my penis was completely exposed. I felt a cool breeze on it as it was so wet and still leaking. I quickly lowered the tray and bent forward to try and hide it.

Luckily between my action and the drinking they didn't seem to notice.

"Go ahead start kissing" Elena said and i stayed bent forward an kissed each of their booted and stiletto-clad feet as they walked past me, staying bent over to hide my nudity.

As the others disappeared out the door Elena stopped in front of me. She put her boot on my chest, gave me a little shove back and said mockingly "move the tray over". I did as I was told, exposing my now completely unprotected, throbbing, soaked and still leaking, fully erect dick.

Now she stepped forward and brought her boot down on my pathetic manhood and left it there. She pulled my chin up and said with a smile "I just love how much I'm torturing you. Forget about cumming anytime soon. We're going to tease you all night then later I'm going to sit right on your face". An involuntary little moan escaped from my throat.

Right at that moment we heard movement coming from the doorway which was behind me but to my left. I turned and saw that her Aunt Marie, the owner of the house, was standing there.

My cheeks flushed with total embarrassment. But Elena just smiled at her and said "Hey Aunt Marie, whatcha' doin?". Not even moving her foot, continuing to step on me.

Aunt Marie took a step toward us, to my horror, and said, "Elena you sure know how to handle a man". "He's puddy in your hands" she said with a giggle.

Elena looked down at my face and said "More like under my boot" and gave my poor lovesick worm an extra little push (another warm precum gush).

Elena then said to my total mortification "Take our picture so he can look at it and remember his place!" "Lower your head like a good slave".

So she did, with Elena smiling and me staring down in total submission.

Elena then finally took her boot off of me and left the room along with her aunt. I again thought of the most unsexy things possible until I could at least tuck my dick in to my now very-wet-in-the-crotch pants as well as possible, and went to make a fresh tray of the girls' favorite adult beverages.......