Merry Birthday to You

Author: Dr Charles Forbin

Copyright © 2005

                I generally view birthdays with a somewhat jaundiced eye as I've advanced in years. And I will admit it is fair to say my sweet bird of youth has not just flown, but has been shot, stuffed and served at Thanksgiving.

                So I honestly didn't expect there to be anything different this year than in the previous ones.

                Low expectations prevent disappointments I have found.

                They can also result in unexpected surprises.

 

                My birthday this year found me at Mistress Minx's doing my weekly housekeeping tasks for her. For the record since Mistress Miriam moved into her own household, I've been filling the slot as well as I could.

                Well, at least the housekeeping one.

               

                These duties do include some interesting ones like cleaning the Mistress' sex toys and her delicate undergarments.

                No, never with my tongue. Not ever. Well, hardly ever.

 

                In any event the less thrilling ones involve maintaining the cat box and what I refer to as the dog box, or the run for her Doberman

 

                I had saved this odious and or odorous task for last before going home when the Mistress informed me that the dog has been permitted to run through the yard and I would need to check for lawn mines.

 

                Oh joy.

 

                This task was delayed for a brief interval by the arrival of two of Mistress Minx's handmaidens Keri and Aubrey.

 

                I have a particular fondness for those two, for while their gender allows them to technically outrank me, they are respectful of my position and never abuse the trust the Mistress has in them in regards to me.

                An example of their kindness and fondness for me can be demonstrated by their actions last Christmas Eve. I was working on the Mistress' floors and was surprised when they turned up in the late evening with a bottle of wine to use the hot tub.

                Not a problem as the hot tub is a semi public utility as long as the Mistress is not entertaining or otherwise busy.

                I invited them in and mentioned I was considering using the tub myself, but I'd wait until they were done.

                Their response was to invite me to join them.

                So there I was on Christmas Eve in a hot tub with two naked, beautiful 20-somethings under a full moon and them with a bottle of wine and enough affection for the old guy to allow some nipple nursing and stroking.        

                Then they proceeded to give me a show. I'm not going to say more than that.

                In any case the Mistress permitted me my hugs and nuzzles and then directed me to finish my dog duty or dooty as the case may be.

 

                I was just dumping the last of it in the compost heap when the Mistress called me and instructed me to go out to the garage and bring in the potty chair and set it up with a tarp in the dungeon.

 

                That surprised me a little as to the best of my knowledge neither Keri nor Aubrey were into wet games, but in the immortal words of Doctor Irving Feingarden "Is Batman a transvestite? Who knows?"

 

                You might be wondering why a tarp in a dungeon, but the simple facts of the matter are, as well equipped as it is, the builder left out a floor drain, so for water sports a tarp and a small wooden frame are required to keep the mess confined to a reasonable area.

 

                Also makes it much easier for me to clean up afterwards as I just bundle the tarp into a trash bag and I'm done.

 

                I carried out my instructions and came back into the living room where the Mistress directed me to recheck the yard as Keri and Aubrey left without a word to me.

                "I'm sure I got it all Mistress," I objected.

                "And I'm not. Check the edges of the fences and around the front gate Pig. I want it all done," she ordered.

                I didn't waste any more time on speech, but "turned to" as my Navy friends would say.

 

                As usual she was right, I had missed some, so I cleared it up and started back inside only to be stopped at the door and ordered to strip and kneel.

 

                I didn't waste any time in carrying out that order either, folding my clothes neatly as required by custom and tradition.

               

                She ordered me to follow her to the dungeon on all fours then indicated the dildo shelf and told me to pick one for use on me. I wimped and picked a thin red nubbly one, long but not very big in diameter which I could tell from the look in her eyes amused her.

 

                She really does like using big ones on me on those occasions that I have earned that kind of attention, but that night she let me have my way.

 

                She set it aside and ordered me to kneel with my head down and eyes closed in front of the potty chair. I obeyed, then heard her leave the room.

 

                It seemed like a long wait, but it probably wasn't in retrospect, when I heard heels clicking down the steps, but oddly it sounded like more than one set coming towards me.

 

                That impression was confirmed when the door opened and I could distinctly hear three sets of feet enter the room as the Mistress ordered me to look up and open my eyes.

 

                There before me was the Mistress, in her red Chinese patterned corset, lips cherry red, eyes masked with dark shadowing, her thigh high boots reflecting my naked body as if in a fogged mirror, and a cigarette holder in hand.

                Behind her and to the left side stood Aubrey in a black corset and high heels, her full breasts displayed to my desiring eyes and to the right of the Mistress was Keri in white bustier and heels, braced by a light pink corset, her red hair standing out like fire against the whiteness of her body, a phalanx of beautiful young women standing before me.

                "Now pig, you will serve all of us as our toilet, and fuck hole" the Mistress announced handing me a lighter and putting the tip of the holder in her mouth.

                I was instantly aroused by the sight and my hand trembled as I lit the hand rolled cigarette and she drew on it, holding the smoke in her lungs and then blowing it gently in my face before she passed it to Aubrey to draw on.

                "Now pig, under the seat quickly and open your mouth."

                I slipped under the seat and opened my mouth in anxious expectation of her golden wine, thinking only of serving her properly in front of her two handmaidens.

                The Mistress sat down and from her precious mound came the first trickles of her hot liquid and then the full flow of her nectar into my mouth, spattering into my eyes.

                The Mistress rose and directed Keri to wipe my eyes clean and then invited Aubrey to make use of me.

                She took another draw on the cigarette holder and handed it back to the Mistress and then sat down, giving me my first look at her beautiful private parts.

                She didn't hesitate for an instant and exploded her hot piss into my mouth as if she had done it a hundred times before, an unrestricted flow causing me to gasp for air.

                "Drink it all for me pig," she said. "This is my special gift to you for your birthday."

                I could see the Mistress smile out of the corner of her eye and hand the cigarette holder to Keri who took a drag.

                "Your turn Keri," the Mistress invited. "While Aubrey fucks the pig in the ass."

                Aubrey rose from the seat and picked up the rubber cock and lubed it and then directed me to raise my ass up.

                It was a struggle to raise myself up but I got up enough for her to slide the cock in me as Keri sat down over me, her closely trimmed red pubic hair fringing her beautiful pussy. I lay there as Aubrey fucked me while Keri struggled to pee, the Mistress finally directing her to masturbate to relax enough for her bladder to release.

                I watched her teasing her clit, her pussy clenching and her asshole puckering in response to her movements. I could smell her wetness as she touched herself.  I wanted to lick Keri's juices and tongue her precious asshole, but knew that privledge was to be denied me as I was only a male pig. I and smelled the smoke from the cigarette as the Mistress and Aubrey shared the holder, as Aubrey's strokes in my ass became harder and harder.

                . I could hear Aubrey's breathing increase and felt her excitement as she used me for her pleasure and in the process giving me mine.

                After a few more minutes the Mistress directed Keri to stop touching herself and ordered her off the seat and told me to roll over so I could be fucked deeper.

                I rolled over, my face in the puddle of Aubrey and the Mistress' piss as I felt Aubrey pull me against her and realized she had the other end of the cock inside her and was thrusting against it and me. I felt her hands grip me and then a shudder as she finished pleasuring herself in my ass.

                The cock slide out and the Mistress ordered me to roll back over and look at the three Mistresses that had pleasured me by their use.

                "Now pig, close your eyes," the Mistress directed.

                I couldn't think of what else they could do, but I followed my instructions and heard the Mistress walk away. Keri and Aubrey said nothing while I lay there and then I heard the Mistress' foot steps returning to the room and then felt an object set on my chest and smelled burning wax

                "Open your eyes pig," she commanded.

                I did and saw a small chocolate cake sitting on my chest, a set of candles burning merrily away.

                "Happy birthday Pig!" The three wonderful women cried and then sang "Happy Birthday" in angelic tones in stark contrast to their devilish personas.

                "Now blow out the candles, but don't sit up," the Mistress directed.

                It was a struggle, but I accomplished it on the first try, proving that either I have good aim or I'm a real blowhard.

                She lifted the cake from my chest and then excused herself, saying she had a business appointment to attend to, but that Aubrey and Keri would supervise my orgasm.

                "Make sure he amuses you both before you let him cum," the Mistress advised and walked out of the room wearing a smile as she looked back upon her piss dripping pig.

                "Well pig, I guess it's time for you to cum for us," Aubrey said lighting the cigarette again, and drawing on it before passing it to Keri." Play with yourself."

                I masturbated as they smoked, passing the holder back and forth and then before I knew it they were both topless and stroking each other's tits and then kissing each other.

                Aubrey broke the embrace and took a long slow drag and looked at me, then slowly blew the smoke in my face.

                That did it: I squirted like a fountain to the laughter of both of the women and then their praise before they left arm in arm leaving me to clean up the mess.

 

                I finished clearing up the mess in the room as well as the mess of myself when Mistress Minx's appointment arrived.

                She introduced me to her guests and I excused myself, explaining I had finished my work.

                She thanked me for my efforts and again wished me a happy birthday as she walked me to the door and then softly added "Think about next year pig. I have to top this one."

 

                I slipped out of the house with my cake without getting a chance to say a proper good bye to Keri and Aubrey , but all the way home I kept hearing a little different birthday song in my head than what they sang.

 

                All I could keep hearing was

 

                Merry Birthday to you, Merry Birthday to you

                May all your good dreams and fine wishes come true

May everyday bring you it's own special cheer

The gift of our friendship and fortune this year.