<p>“Are you nervous?” Zoey asked as they pulled into the driveway of the spectacularly beautiful mansion.</p><p>“Yes,” Tim replied as he slowly drove towards the valet stand. “I mean, we’ve never been to this kind of New Year’s party, have we?”</p><p>Zoey laughed. “No, I suppose we haven’t. I guess the past year has kind of been preparing us for this though, hasn’t it?”</p><p>Tim thought of the many new experiences he and Zoey had enjoyed since she’d met Dean at the far less grand New Year’s party they’d attended last year. What began as a simple flirtation quickly blossomed into a relationship that changed their marriage and their lives. Not only did Dean introduce them both to the wonders of cuckolding, he elevated their social status by bringing them into a world of pleasure occupied by wealthy couples that saw no reason to limit their pleasure to each other. The party they were about to attend was the social event of the year for those couples.</p><p>“Can you imagine how we would have reacted if you’d told either of us last year that we’d be attending this kind of party for New Years?” Tim asked.</p><p>“You mean an orgy with some of the richest, most powerful people in the state?” Zoey asked with a laugh. “I’m fairly certain we both would have laughed at the utter absurdity of an idea like that.”</p><p>“Don’t forget to put your mask on,” Tim said. They’d been instructed to have their masks on as they pulled up to the valet stand. In fact, they’d been told they would be told to leave if either of them failed to wear a mask as they pulled up to the mansion. Tim’s was already on and Zoey retrieved hers from the glove box and carefully placed it over her eyes.</p><p>“What do you think?” Zoey asked.</p><p>Tim glanced at his wife as he pulled up to the valet stand. “You look perfect,” he said.</p><p>Dean had provided Zoey with a floor length red gown that showed off a great deal of cleavage. Her collarbone looked particularly sexy and the spaghetti straps ensured that an admirer could kiss his way from Zoey’s neck all the way to her arms if he so desired. Her mask was red with gold trim and it looked exceptionally elegant. The only jewelry Zoey wore was a thin gold chain around which the key to Tim’s chastity cage hung. It rested between her wondrous, soft breasts, taunting him with the chance at the freedom he hadn’t enjoyed since the middle of December.</p><p>“You look awfully good too, you know,” Zoey said. “Wearing a tuxedo suits you.”</p><p>Dean had been very clear on the required attire. Men were to be in tuxedos and women in floor length gowns. It was, after all, a gathering designed to cater to the sexual needs of the men and women in attendance, which meant everyone was required to look their absolute best. Tim knew it was exceedingly unlikely he’d be having sex with anyone, but even a cuckold was expected to work to look his best.</p><p>“It’s time,” Zoey said as Tim put the car in park. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?”</p><p>“I am,” Tim said. “Are you?”</p><p>Zoey nodded as the masked valet opened the passenger door and offered a hand. She took it and slid out of the car like the elegant goddess she’d become over the past year.</p><p>A second valet opened the driver’s side door and handed Tim a ticket. He reached for his wallet to offer a tip but the young masked man waved him off. “We’re not allowed to accept tips, sir,” he said.</p><p>Tim took the ticket, slipped it in his wallet, and joined his wife at the bottom of the stairs. She slipped her arm into his and they both took a moment to admire the grandeur of the most beautiful house either of them had seen.</p><p>“I wonder how much money you have to make to buy a house like this,” Zoey said.</p><p>“I can’t even imagine,” Tim replied. He’d earned a promotion at his law firm in the past year thanks to Dean pulling a few strings, but Tim wasn’t in the same income bracket as most of people at the party they were about to attend, let alone the person that owned the estate they were about to enter.</p><p>“Shall we?” Zoey asked as she gestured towards the home’s grand entrance.</p><p>“We shall,” Tim said.</p><p>They ascended the marble staircase slowly, in large part to ensure that Zoey didn’t step on her dress and damage it before they had a chance to enter the party.</p><p>Two men in tuxedos and white gloves opened the double doors that led into the mansion and Zoey and Tim stepped through. They each gawked at the incredible foyer with sky high ceilings, twin marble staircases leading to the second floor, and a view all the way out the back of the house to the lengthy pool lined by statues.</p><p>“It’s incredible, isn’t it?” a man wearing a dark mask said.</p><p>Tim instantly recognized him as Dean. If his voice hadn’t given his identity away his unmistakable wave of dark, flawlessly styled hair would have. Zoey rushed towards the man that had become her lover nearly a year ago. Dean took her in his arms and they shared the kind of kiss that would make any cuckold jealous. Tim watched his wife’s body melt into Dean’s. He saw her mouth open to welcome the other man’s tongue. At any other party it would have been an entirely inappropriate greeting. At an orgy it seemed rather tame, though Tim hadn’t been to any orgies so he wasn’t sure of the protocol.</p><p>“I trust you had no trouble getting here?” Dean asked as he put his arm around Zoey and held her close.</p><p>“None at all,” Tim replied. “It’s hard to miss, too. Even the gate is exquisite.”</p><p>Dean laughed. “It’s all rather opulent, isn’t it? When you’re a billionaire you have to spend your money on something, I suppose.”</p><p>Tim knew better than to ask the identity of the billionaire that owned the house, but that didn’t stop him from being curious. He couldn’t help but wonder if the billionaire was in attendance. Was there a chance he or his wife would have an interaction with one of the wealthiest men in the world?</p><p>“I know I already mentioned the rules, but I figured it wise to go over them again,” Dean said as he led Zoey and Tim through the foyer and towards what appeared to be the main gathering area for the party. “It’s possible, even likely, that you’ll recognize someone tonight. The masks are meant as a reminder that this is an anonymous event, but they don’t necessarily hide everything. Remember that you’re not permitted to use anyone’s name – even your own – and you’re not to make any comment of any kind that might indicate you recognize someone. People attend this party because they can count on the discretion of everyone else in attendance.”</p><p>“Of course,” Zoey said. “We wouldn’t dream of violating the most important rule. I think we’d both agree that we’d very much like to be invited back next year.”</p><p>Tim suspected his wife was more excited than he was. After all, she was the one that would enjoy numerous orgasms, as Dean had promised. Tim had not been promised a single climax, though he hoped his wife would grant him release from his chastity device at some point.</p><p>Dean stopped at the edge of the main room and turned to Zoey. “Tonight is about pleasure, which means you’re permitted to decline an encounter with anyone. That’s one of the key rules. It doesn’t matter how rich or powerful someone in here thinks they are, they’re not permitted to push you do to anything you don’t want. Do you understand?”</p><p>“I do,” Zoey said.</p><p>Dean turned to Tim and said, “You are permitted to do the same, unless your lovely wife issues an order. Should you defy her order you will be asked to leave. Do you understand?”</p><p>Tim shook his head. He glanced at Zoey and saw here smiling. He couldn’t quite read her eyes because of the mask, but it seemed as though she very much liked the idea of having such control over how his evening would go.</p><p>“Some of the guests have already adjourned to one of the many rooms in the house meant for play,” Dean said. “The rooms marked with a yellow ribbon are meant to be open. Those that play in them do so with the intention of being watched. Make sure you’re comfortable with being watched if you enter one of those rooms with a playmate. The rooms marked with a red ribbon are meant for private play.”</p><p>Dean’s hand moved down Zoey’s back until it reached her ass. He firmly grasped her flesh and she leaned a little closer. Her lips drifted towards his and Dean smiled. Tim would have smiled too. It seemed that Dean could inspire Zoey’s desire with little more than a touch. It was a remarkable gift that he’d used countless times over the past year as he showed Zoey heights of pleasure she’d never reached before.</p><p>“I’d like to be the first man you play with tonight, but there’s no reason I need to be the last,” Dean said. “Tonight you’re free to enjoy anyone and everyone. I believe there are even a few trans girls in attendance if you’re so inclined. The whole point of this gathering is to unleash your desire and explore what you crave without consequence.”</p><p>Zoey turned to Dean and they shared a kiss as both his hands moved to her ass. Tim watched Dean knead his wife’s flesh skillfully. She moaned into his mouth and again her body seemed to melt into his, like she couldn’t control her desire for him.</p><p>“What about him?” Zoey asked as she glanced towards Tim. “Is my cuckold free to enjoy anyone and everyone?”</p><p>“No,” Dean replied. “You’ll find that there are many cuckolds in attendance tonight. This party caters to a very specific demographic, after all. The cuckolds have a different purpose. They are here to serve. Your cuckold will serve as ordered. He will do as you desire and I encourage you to make full use of him. You’re also welcome to loan him to someone else if you desire. It can be good for him to experience other couples.”</p><p>“What do you think, honey?” Zoey asked as her hand moved between Dean’s legs. She gently massaged his bulge while smiling at Tim. “Would you like it if I loaned you out to another couple?”</p><p>“Yes,” Tim replied.</p><p>“It doesn’t have to be a couple,” Dean said. “Some women loan their cuckolds to other women and the occasional solo man. Some women find it quite pleasant to put their cuckolds on display in one of the voyeuristic play rooms. They like to invite the sexually ambidextrous guys in to have a go. They find great pleasure in watching their cuckold give his body for the pleasure of better men. Some of the women come armed with strapons, too, and they’re always willing to use them.”</p><p>Try as he might, Tim couldn’t keep an image of being used like that out of his head. He imagined a parade of rich, powerful men in tuxedos lining up to have a go at him. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d taken cock in the ass – that had happened during a particularly wild Halloween party and Zoey and Dean had thoroughly enjoyed watching – and while he wasn’t going to ask his wife for that experience, he wouldn’t have refused and he probably would have enjoyed being pushed so deep into a sense of submission.</p><p>“It’s a shame this party only lasts until dawn,” Zoey said. “It sounds like there are so many wonderful experiences for us to have.”</p><p>Tim noted that his wife’s nerves seemed to have completely disappeared the moment she saw Dean. It made sense. He had a calming influence on her and over the course of the past year he’d managed to open her up to all manner of new sexual experiences. This was just the latest and likely the wildest in a long line.</p><p>“I encourage you to indulge your every desire,” Dean said. “I’d even encourage you to indulge a few desires you never knew you had. Perhaps you’d enjoy having a woman between your legs. Perhaps you’d enjoy taking your place between a woman’s legs. Your husband certainly enjoys it.”</p><p>Zoey laughed. “Perhaps, though I can’t imagine it could be better than taking my place between your legs.”</p><p>Dean smiled. Of course he did. He was the sort of man that women enjoyed getting on their knees for. He’d inspired that kind of lust in Zoey from the first encounter and countless times since. Tim had witnessed it time and time again. Just as he found great pleasure in going down on Zoey, she found great pleasure in going down on Dean and making him feel good.</p><p>“How would you feel about playing in a yellow ribbon room?” Dean asked.</p><p>Zoey looked at him and smiled. “Really?”</p><p>Dean reached up and caressed her face. Zoey closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. “I want to show you off,” he said. “I want everyone to see how beautiful you are. I want everyone to see how you’ve blossomed into the confident goddess you’ve become over the past year. Plus, I want everyone to see how well-trained your cuckold is.”</p><p>“Can we play right now?” Zoey asked.</p><p>Dean smiled, took her hand, and led Zoey through the crowd of masked, well-dressed people. Tim followed as they gracefully cut through the guests and down a wide hallway with shiny hardwood floors. They passed two doors with yellow ribbons on them – one was open and Tim glanced inside to see a woman on top of a rather large cock while two couples watched and masturbated – before reaching a third. Dean led Zoey inside and Tim followed.</p><p>Zoey looked at her husband and said, “Remove my dress.”</p><p>Tim stepped behind his wife and gently worked the spaghetti straps off her shoulders. The delicate dress fell to the floor, revealing Zoey’s naked body. It had been her choice to go without underwear and the effect was rather remarkable. She was every bit the confident goddess Dean had described her as.</p><p>Zoey stepped out of the dress and Tim picked it up and carefully folded it over the back of a chair in the corner of the room. When he turned back Dean and Zoey were kissing. He had one hand on her ass and the other on her breast as she moaned at the confident, skilled touch of the man that had spent a great deal of time inside her over the past year.</p><p>Dean spun Zoey around and she looked into Tim’s eyes. “Come here,” she said. “Prepare me for him.”</p><p>Tim closed the distance between them and fell to his knees in front of his wife. She guided his head between her legs and he worked her pussy with his tongue. She was already wet, but it was his job to ensure she was soaked by the time Dean took her. His cock was quite large and she preferred a smooth entry to slow progress that happened when she wasn’t properly prepared.</p><p>Tim looked up to see his wife had turned her head to kiss Dean. He was playing with her breasts as she sucked on his tongue and it made for an exceptionally erotic sight. If Tim wasn’t locked in chastity he would have sported a throbbing erection. As it was, he was dealing with the now-familiar ache of his cock wishing it could get hard.</p><p>“I want you in my mouth,” Zoey said. “I need you in my mouth.”</p><p>Dean stepped back and Zoey gently pushed Tim from between her legs. She spun around, dropped to her knees, and unzipped Dean’s pants.</p><p>“How lovely,” a voice said from the door.</p><p>Tim looked to see an older man and his much younger companion step into the room. They sat on the small couch against the wall and watched as Zoey freed Dean’s cock from his pants and took him in her mouth.</p><p>Over the past year Zoey’s oral skills had increased considerably, due almost entirely to a great deal of practice. Her zeal for worshiping Dean’s cock hadn’t faded in the year she’d been with him, much to Tim’s amazement. He remembered his wife losing the desire to go down on him no more than six months into their relationship, and yet it was a full year into her relationship with Dean and if anything it seemed that giving him head provided even greater pleasure for her.</p><p>“She’s quite good,” the young woman on the couch said.</p><p>“She is indeed,” the older man added as he reached down and stroked himself through his pants.</p><p>“Darling, that’s my job,” the young woman said as she moved his hand out of the way and replaced it with her own.</p><p>“Cuckold, come here,” Zoey said.</p><p>Tim turned his attention back to his wife and crawled towards her. She pulled his lips to hers for a long, passionate, cock-flavored kiss, catching him off guard. Tim sank into it almost immediately. Her tongue was active and eager and he felt everything else fall away as great sensations of pleasure coursed through him while they kissed.</p><p>“I’d like you beneath me when he fucks me,” she said. “I want you to use your mouth to enhance our pleasure. I want you to see up close why you don’t fuck me anymore. Do you understand?”</p><p>The older man moaned and his young companion did too.</p><p>“Yes, I understand,” Tim said. “Thank you.”</p><p>Zoey stood and pointed towards the bed. “Strip and get on your back.”</p><p>Tim stood and hastily stripped. He folded his tuxedo and placed it on the chair that held Zoey’s dress. He hurried into the bed and got on his back.</p><p>“His cock is all locked up,” the young woman stroking her companion’s cock said. “Isn’t that sad for him?”</p><p>“He’s a cuckold,” the older man replied. “It’s what he deserves for being unable to satisfy his wife.”</p><p>Tim felt an intoxicating touch of humiliation as the stranger expertly diagnosed the reason he was in chastity. It was the same reason Dean had been a part of their lives for the past year. He loved Zoey dearly, but Tim wasn’t capable of making her feel the way Dean made her feel. He simply couldn’t offer that kind of pleasure.</p><p>Zoey removed Dean’s tuxedo as Tim watched from his back in the bed. Once her lover was naked she crawled on top of Tim in a 69 and sat on his face. He pushed his tongue inside her as she smothered him with her ass. Tim knew it was a privilege to be in his position. He felt great joy at feeling his wife’s ass cheeks spread around his face.</p><p>When Zoey lifted her ass from his face Dean moved into the bed behind her. He rubbed his cock over her pussy lips and pushed it inside her. She dropped her head into Tim’s lap and her lips brushed against his balls as Zoey let out a loud moan.</p><p>“Fuck me,” she said. “Please, fuck me.”</p><p>Tim heard more voices and looked over to see that two more couples had stepped into the room. He was suddenly quite thankful for the mask he wore. The idea of being watched would have been too much if they could see his face.</p><p>“Do you want me to fuck your wife, cuckold?” Dean asked.</p><p>“Yes, please,” Tim said. “Please, fuck my wife. Give her what I can’t. Please.”</p><p>“Spectacular,” Tim heard someone in the audience say.</p><p>“Open your mouth,” Dean demanded.</p><p>Tim opened his mouth and a moment later it was stuffed with cock. It was far from the first time he’d taken a cock in his mouth, but it was the first time he’d done so with an audience. He heard an audible, feminine moan from someone that seemingly enjoyed Tim’s willingness to submit to giving head for his wife’s benefit.</p><p>“He’s a very good cuckold,” Dean said.</p><p>“Yes he is,” Zoey replied.</p><p>“Because he’s such a good cuckold I’m going to fuck you like you deserve,” Dean added as he pulled his cock from Tim’s mouth and slid it into Zoey’s pussy.</p><p>He slowly buried every inch inside her and Zoey wrapped her fingers around Tim’s balls and squeezed them tight like they were a stress ball. He moaned and put his tongue to work on her clit. Dean pulled out and quickly found a slow, deep rhythm. His balls brushed again Tim’s forehead with every thrust, adding a little extra humiliation to the experience.</p><p>“It’s beautiful,” said someone watching.</p><p>“It’s fucking hot,” said another.</p><p>“Harder,” Zoey said. “Please, fuck me harder.”</p><p>“Suck my balls, cuckold,” Dean demanded as he buried his cock in Zoey’s pussy and held it there.</p><p>Tim slid back a little and took Dean’s balls into his mouth. He sucked and licked vigorously. He wanted to make him feel good. He wanted to do as he’d been ordered so Zoey could have the sex she craved. He listened to Dean and some of the members of their audience moan. He listened to his wife whimper as she waited for the sex to resume.</p><p>“Back to her clit, cuckold,” Dean said.</p><p>Tim moved back to Zoey’s clit. He knew she’d want him to do whatever Dean demanded. She would be in control elsewhere at the party, but Dean was in control when they were together.</p><p>Dean fucked Zoey harder and faster. He fucked her like she always seemed to crave with him. Tim licked her clit rhythmically, providing the kind of pleasure he knew would help her have a monstrously pleasurable orgasm.</p><p>That orgasm came after just a few minutes of vigorous doggystyle sex. Zoey grabbed Tim’s legs just above his knees and squeezed tight enough to cause a bit of discomfort. Her moans turned into screams and eventually her thighs began to tremble. Dean’s thrusts didn’t slow, though. He fucked her just as hard as the sounds of flesh meeting flesh filled Tim’s ears.</p><p>A moment later Zoey climaxed. Juices spurted out of her pussy around Dean’s cock and drenched Tim’s face as he continued to lick her clit. Dean kept fucking her. He didn’t slow for a second. He fucked Zoey right through her orgasm as her head fell to the bed and Tim felt her hot breath and soft hair against his thighs.</p><p>Eventually Dean’s orgasmic moans arrived. Tim had heard them enough to know when his wife’s lover was about to unload inside her. The thrusts stopped and Tim watched from underneath as Dean’s cock pulsed while he climaxed in her pussy.</p><p>Dean pulled out and Zoey sat on Tim’s face. He pushed his tongue into her pussy and fed on the load another man had deposited inside her.</p><p>“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful,” a feminine voice from the audience said.</p><p>“Isn’t it wonderful?” Zoey commented. “There’s nothing he enjoys more than feasting on my lover’s loads. He’s such a good boy.”</p><p>“He certainly is,” the feminine voice said. “He sucks cock too?”</p><p>“He does. He’s willing to get fucked, too, if that’s what it takes to please me,” Zoey replied.</p><p>“What a lucky woman you are,” the feminine voice said.</p><p>Zoey reached down and played with Tim’s balls in a deeply pleasurable manner. “I certainly am,” she said.</p><p>Tim drank the cum from his wife’s pussy as his cock ached in the chastity device. His night had already been thrilling beyond words and it had barely begun.</p>