When I started with my sub years ago I had a dream of owning an older man who adored me. I envisioned him doing all of my housework, turning over his salary to me, and lovingly supporting my sex life with other men and women. Now, it’s all happening. I didn’t know that along the way I would learn to care deeply for him but I have. Nevertheless, we’ve moved forward with my original dream……………… If you’ve been following me then you know what happened last night. My sub, Butler, has long accepted that I have sexual experiences without him. However, this time was different. For the first time, I forced him to watch the romance build between my new boyfriend, Sam, and me. Butler outwardly acted as if he was going through his cucking with some aplomb but I knew he was starting to crack. In our relationship, it’s my responsibility to be sensitive to his emotional state………………….. Last night after his weekly caning I let him know that I was not sending him out of the house when Sam was scheduled to arrive. He looked at me with a mixed expression of relief and fear. I think it would have hurt him to remove him from the action. Nevertheless, I’m sure he was asking himself if I would humiliate him in front of my new friend? Hmmmm. One day I will, but I had something else in mind…………………… I had invited my friend Heather over to increase his anxiety and because I needed her help. I gave Butler the signal to follow on his knees. I led them both to my bedroom. He had carefully cleaned it yesterday to make it ready for my guest. It was his sacred place and I was about to bring another man into it. I motioned for him to crawl under the bed and lie on his back. He had on his cuffs so it was simple to run the straps that Heather brought though the buckles to pull him into a four point spread-eagle position. Simultaneously, Heather and I began ratcheting the belts so that he was stretched out under the bed. I wanted him to feel the pull of his restraints. I wanted him to feel helpless. I love these moments. During it all, Heather kept up a running banter of small talk meant to humble him. She kept suggesting things I should do like making him fluff my lover, etc. She knew that none of her suggestions were likely as the young man on the way was a vanilla stud muffin but she loves messing with Butler’s head. It only took a moment to secure and secret him behind the bed skirt……………………….. Heather and I stood across the bed from each other and realized what was about to happen. Without a word, she pulled me across the bed and began kissing me. Yikes, I almost called Sam and told him to wait. However, after a steamy moment Heather had another idea. She suddenly broke from my embrace to to stand on the bed. Once up, she started jumping up and down and yelling triumphantly, “This is how it’s going to be! She’s going to fuck him right on top of you! Do you feel like an idiot yet?” Ha! She is a force of nature. I finally got my wild child calmed down and out of the house. But, she was right. It would happen exactly like she said it would. ……………………. I left Butler to wait for Sam downstairs. He lay in restraints under the bed listening. When the bell rang, I enthusiastically greeted Sam at the door. I guessed Butler could hear our conversation from the living room. I offered drinks. No doubt, he could hear the music I played. I’m sure he lay there imagining us dancing downstairs as we had on an earlier date………………… I was a little nervous when I finally led Sam into the bedroom. I was afraid of him discovering Butler restrained under the bed but I shouldn’t have worried. Sam was beside himself by the time i finally brought him to my room. I doubt the details of my straight sexual encounter with Sam would be interesting to the Fet Life reader. Sam has a beautiful body and he was an enthusiastic sex partner. I admit to gushing a bit about the thickness of his cock, which was actually about average, but I was not going to miss any obvious opportunities to humble Butler. And, if I was a little more verbal with my moaning than usual who could blame me? I was fucking two men at the same time. It was delicious………………….. Sam is young so he almost ruined it by orgasming too soon. I finally got him under control and proceeded to ride him for a good long time. I never forgot what was happening under the bed. I knew that very thrust of my hips pressed against Butler’s face and into the heart of whatever male identity he has left after years of my training. However, I also knew that instead of driving him away, I had saved and strengthened my relationship with Butler because I had restrained him close to the action. Yes, it was terribly humiliating but he would see that my plan included him. He was not going to be replaced by a younger man. He would realize that his restraints meant I was keeping him close…………………. Finally, after I had finished with Sam and shooed him home, I came back to my room and stretched out on the bed luxuriating on what had just occurred. It felt marvelous. I knew that I would continue on this path until Butler made it part of his life work to encourage me to have as many lovers as I wanted. After a few minutes I leaned down and undid the straps. I sat in the chair in my bedroom waiting for Butler to crawl out from under the bed………………… He didn’t move immediately. The room was quiet for a few minutes. I wondered if he was crying. However, after a few minutes he wiggled out from under the bed. He did not crawl to me on his hands and knees as I assumed he would. Instead, he slithered across on his belly. Occasionally, he stopped and kissed the floor. It took me a second to realize that he was kissing where I had walked. Oh, it was something to watch. When he arrived at my chair, he began to kiss my feet with passion. Then, I think he may have cried a little. We will do many other things but we will always have this moment……………. After a few minutes I lifted his head and I kissed him tenderly. It was the first time I had kissed him in weeks. Without saying too much, I dismissed him from his usual night duties to return to the room I call his slave quarters. He doesn’t know it yet but tomorrow I’m going to visit him there and screw his brains out. He deserves it after proving to me, yet again, that he is the man of my dreams. However, if you don’t understand why it’s a strategic decision to have chosen his bed and not my bed to reward him in, then you don’t get me at all.