My wife Pauline was always cheating and tells me all the details

My wife Pauline was always cheating & tells me all the details. One night she told me that we were going to an Pakistani restraunt in town. There are a number of then in our town.
We arrived & saw that there was only one other couple who were nearly finished their meal. Pauline was wearing a button up front dress & was naked underneath it.
We ordered our meal & as we waited for it to arrive Pauline undid the lower buttons on her dress.the other couple left leaving us as the only customers. The waiter arrived with our food & Pauline dropped her fork onto the floor. The waiter bent down to pick it up & as he did she opened her legs giving him a satisfactory look at her shaven pussy. He stood up & I noticed the bulge in the front of his trousers. He left to fetch a clean fork Pauline undid the rest of her buttons leaving her dress slightly ajar yet enough to donate a view of her tits.
The waiter came back with the fork as he placed it on the table he received a satisfactory view of her tits.
We ate our meal & I noticed other waiters kept comming out of the kitchen looking at her obviously admireing her body.
We finished out meal & the waiter came & asked if we wanted anything else. Pauline stood up as she did her dress fell open exposing her nude body. She took hold of his hand & placed it on her right tit & said ” I want to be fucked by you & your friends”. The waiter then slipped his hand on her pussy & fingered it causing her to gasp.
He lead her into the kitchen where he removed her dress. There was four other men in the kitchen who stopped what they were doing. The waiter said ” this white slut wants to be fucked by us all” he lead her across the room & up stairs to a flat obviously where they lived Pauline laid on a bed & opened her legs the waiter stripped off & received on the bed with her he received on top of her & slid his cock in her & commence fucking her her legs went approximately his waist & he fucked her like a piston. One of the others stripped & shoved his cock in her open mouth she was sucking & licking it till he pulled out shooting his come over her face as he did the waiter groand & came in her pussy
I watched for the next few hours as they took it in turns to fuck her mouth & pussy.
It was getting light as they finished using my wife she had cum over her face in her hair & dripping from her pussy.
The waiter told me to go he said ” go home the slut will return after we have no further use for her that is when all our friends who work in the other restraunts have had her as well”
I left & went home a few days after I went to a food shop near the restraunt the owner was talking to a customer I heard him say ” the boys have received a white slut in their flat & are renting her out they say she can’t obtain enough cock”
I wonder when they cease to have a use for her.

Dominated Cuckold

Chapter 1

As I drove along the oak tree lined street with large brick entrances protected by steel bared electronic gates, I thought approximately how much my life had changed in the past year. My name is Robert Allen & I am married to a gorgeous woman, Lisa Marie, who is not only successful in business, yet moreover very rich. We live in a wealthy community, in a large house with household staff (at least we did have household staff), expensive cars (several vintage models), & of course membership in all the right clubs.

I passed through the large gates & drove up the long driveway to the back of the house. I took the groceries out of the back of the Mercedes & walked inside through the service entrance to the kitchen. As I unpacked the groceries, I shook my head & a wry smile crossed my lips as I thought approximately the alter in my status in such a short time. In just twelve months I have gone from a high paid management position in my wife’s company to … to little more than a household servant. I screwed up, huge time. I had grown cocky & thought I was above reproach within the company & even within the legal system … after all, my wife was Chairman of the Board of Williams International.

Williams International had been Lisa’s father’s company & when he died she became CEO as a twenty-six year old woman (a year after we were married) with little management experience. Contrary to internal management beliefs & their early efforts to sabotage her, in only ten years she had reorganized the company & tripled profits. Now, as Chairman she still watches over the company, yet spends more time on … how should I say this … uh … other more personal pursuits.

So you might ask why I am grocery shopping & entering the house through the servant’s entrance? Well, that’s what this story is about. Let me start at the beginning.

As I said earlier, being the husband of the CEO of the company gave me the false impression that I could do just approximately anything & obtain away with it … including dipping into the company till. You see I had a little problem—gambling. Over the course of a string of offensive luck I had racked up a bill with my bookie to the tune of $550,000 … quite a sum of money & more than I could afford to pay back on my $300,000 annual salary. I was arrogant enough to think I could take a little loan out of the company treasury & pay it back once my luck turned. Unfortunately, my luck only received worse. When the internal auditors discovered what I was doing during a routine audit, they immediately went to Lisa. Of course she was furious & had no choice yet to fire me. I wasn’t too concerned at that point. I figured I would just stay home while everything cooled down & become a kept man until I could return to work. The fact is that I have never gone back to my job & I am a kept man, in a literal since. I will tell you more approximately that in a minute.

In addition to the above, two other things happened at approximately the same time. I know you are going to think what I am approximately to say is incredible stupid, & you would be correct. One of the other reasons that I needed money was because I was having an affair with my secretary. That came out during the investigation because she thought she might be accused of helping me defraud the company … yet she was not. So suddenly I was a two-time loser. The final blow came as a result of a doctor’s appointment a week prior to the discovery of my financial & personal indiscretions.

Lisa & I had been trying to have a baby for three years. She had been checked by her doctor & was fine, yet I had refused to go, saying that she should just be patient & things would happen. Finally I agreed to see my doctor. The test showed that I was sterile. The news that I was unable to father a child was devastating to me, yet not nearly as devastating as it was to Lisa. She was still grappling with that when the “shit hit the fan”, so to speak, at the company.

My memory of what happened next is a bit hazy. It happened so swift & everything came at me at such a rate that I could barely absorb the total impact. First of all, as I said, I was fired from my job. Lisa was unbelievably embarrassed & ashamed of me. But that was only the beginning. Once she found out approximately the affair those emotions were mild compared to the anger that took its place. I remember that conversation quite clearly.

I was called into the living room. I knew it was going to be ugly, yet figured that since we had had ten pretty satisfactory years of marriage, she would scream & yell & then eventually forgive me. She had not spoken to me the previous week … not one word. After the humiliation I thrust upon her by my stealing from her company & screwing my secretary, I could understand her anger. But, in reality I think my inability to make her a “mother” was maybe the worst part of the problem. I couldn’t do much approximately that & figured she would be somewhat sympathetic to my plight. I thought she might make me obtain a job & promise to never see that woman again. The job part was scary since I had had a sham position at her company for the past ten years & never developed any real skills. In the back of my mind I thought the worst case was that she would throw me out & sue for divorce. Although I didn’t want that, I figured she would donate me some type of settlement on which I could live; if not in my current style of living, enough to keep me from having to work. But as shortly as I walked into the room I could see that it was going to be far worse then I imagined.

Lisa was sitting in a large overstuffed chair with a look on her face that I could only describe as fury. I can tell you that the saying “God has no fury like a woman scorned,” is absolutely true.

I sat down & gulped as I looked into her normally pretty blue eyes. Strangely I thought. God, she is gorgeous, even when she is furious.

She stared at me for a full minute before she spoke. “Bob … what you have done … what you have put me through … is the worst thing that has ever happened to me. You have disgraced me within my company, in front of my friends, & within my family. I don’t know that I can ever obtain over that & forgiving you is out of the question. I have thought approximately kicking you out of the house, having you put in jail & of course filing for divorce. Jailing you has a lot of appeal to me. Yet, even that is not nearly enough.”

JAIL, I thought. Good God, I hadn’t even considered that. I must have shown the shock on my face. “Ja … il,” I stammered.

“What did you expect?” she said when she saw my look of surprise. A smile came to her face & suddenly she laughed. “You mean you didn’t think I would put you in jail?”

“Uh … no.”

“Well, you are very wrong. I actually had the phone in my hand on several occasions. In fact, the company has been pushing me to prosecute you. And, that is still a possibility, especially if you decide you are unwilling to abide by my rules.”

Her words suddenly gave me a moment of hope. I could abide by rules … well at least I could appear to abide by rules. “Sure, anything,” I answered quickly.

“Don’t be too quick to agree. Wait until you have heard what the rules are.”

I waited hopefully as she paused & stared at me, again making me wait for a full minute before she continued. My hope has vanished & I was terrified now. I couldn’t go to jail. I mean, I have heard approximately what they do to guys like me. I mean, I am only five foot seven & weigh approximately one-fifty soaking wet. I would surely be the bitch of some huge black hood. I felt myself commence to tremble, yet tried to hide it.

“Why, you’re shaking?” Lisa asked with pretend sympathy. Then her face hardened & she said, “Good. You should be terrified.”

My mouth was incredible dry. “Can I obtain … obtain something to drink?”

“No. Not until I’m done. For now, I have decided not to prosecute you … or even divorce you. That would be too satisfactory for what you have done to me. As I said, I reserve the right to put you in jail at any time. In fact, the company auditors said they could arrange to “find” the fraud at any time that I want. So for now they will sit on the evidence.”

Although that gave me a moment of relief, I was still trembling & felt like I needed to go to the bathroom.

“That does not, however, let you off the hook. I expect you to pay the company back.”

“Okay,” I said, wondering where I would obtain the money.

“In order for you to earn money, I have terminated the household assist … the chauffer, the maid, & the cook.”

“What, all three jobs? Who is going to do that stuff?” I asked stupidly.

“You. You will perform their jobs at a salary of $50,000 per year.”

“$50,000. That will take … over ten years to pay the company back even if I gave you all the money.”

“Of course you will donate me all the money & it will take longer than ten years because there is the little issue of 10% interest,” Lisa said & laughed. It was a mean laugh.

“Please, sweetheart,” I begged & dropped to my knees in front of her & took her hand in mine. “We had ten satisfactory years … doesn’t that mean anything to you?”

She pulled her hand away. “It did until you destroyed every speck of the love & trust I had for you. You can’t possible imagine what you have done to me.” I saw tears in her eyes as she added, “And you are going to pay for that for a long, long time.”

All right, obtain a hold on yourself, I thought. It can’t be that bad. She’ll obtain over this & things will obtain back to normal in time, I tried to convince myself.

“You will move your things out of my bedroom & take them to the servant’s quarters on the first floor. You can have any of the three rooms you want,” she added with a laugh.

I had been sleeping in one of the many guest rooms since things blew up last week. I hadn’t expected to be let back into her bedroom any time soon. I mean, while we slept together, our sex life had not been that tremendous for some time. I think part of it was my inability to obtain her pregnant, which caused me to have difficulty performing. The pressure was on me. I, in my own mind, used that as an excuse for an affair. With my secretary there was no pressure. I know that was a lame reason to have an affair, yet at the time it seemed to assist … at least it helped my bruised ego. However, the truth was that Lisa had been patient with my lack of performance. She didn’t even seem to mind that I am not exactly hung like a horse. I am only five inches when fully erect. Of course I am not sure she really knew how long an average penis is. Lisa & I met in college & she had not had a lot of sexual experience so I don’t think she really knew the difference.

“Are you listening to me?” Lisa asked when she saw me gazing out the window.

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“You had better pay attention. You are now the hired assist & will be treated as such. The difference will be that you will obey my orders, whatever they might entail. If you don’t want the job, or you bulk at my orders, then you can take the alternative, which is jail.”

“No, I don’t want jail. But what do you mean approximately orders?”

“Well, let’s just say that there is more to your punishment then your job as household help. I am not ready to tell you what else there might be, yet you will obey me or suffer the consequences. Do you understand?”

“Uh … yeah,” I said, almost smugly. I figured she would tire of this little game, & if I tried really hard, I might be back in her satisfactory graces over time … maybe even her bed. I mean we had loved each other for a long time … & in fact, I still loved her, maybe more now then before. The strange thing was that the way Lisa had spoken to me & the way she had looked at me were strangely exciting. She was so commanding & confident. In fact, I could feel my cock twitching. The other odd thing was that when I looked into Lisa’s eyes, I thought I could see the same kind of excitement. Her chest seemed to be moving up & down more rapidly then before. Then again, maybe I was mistaking her anger for excitement. I must have looked at her strangely because she abruptly stood up.

“Now go obtain your clothes out of my room,” she said with teeth suddenly clenched as if she were trying to cover up something.

I didn’t argue.

Chapter 2

One week later:

Well, it’s been a long week & things have certainly changed. I dutifully moved into one of the servant’s quarters & have tried really complex to make this thing work. I have been cleaning & cooking & running errands … none of which seemed to be to Lisa’s high standards. Still I was getting the hang of it, I thought. Then several days ago I found three books lying on my bed. The first book wasn’t totally unexpected—it was a cookbook—but the other two threw me for a loop. One was titled “The Fine Art of Cunnilingus”. It was a glossy eight by twelve edition with illustrations. I was never much into eating pussy. I mean I would do it occasionally, yet never really liked it. Now donate me a blowjob … well you obtain the idea.

If that book made my head spin, the third book was a knockout. The title was “The Dominated Cuckold.” I looked at it with a total lack of understanding. I had never heard the word “Cuckold” before. Curious I sat down & started to read. To say I was shocked at what I read would have been an understatement. Basically the book talked approximately how a woman could transform her man/husband into a … a … well, I am not sure what, yet the word wimp came to mind. It went on to talk approximately denial & chastity as a standard procedure for cuckolds. It spoke approximately how the woman has the right … no duty, to find lovers & that the cuckold had little or no say over her actions. In fact, the husband was sometimes allowed to watch his wife being fucked by her lover, as well as perform duties … some of which I still have a difficult time even putting down on paper at this point. Yet, after I had perused the book & put it down, I found to my tremendous shock that I had an erection. In response, I quickly picked up the book on cunnilingus & started to read. At least if I received an erection at the description of eating pussy then it would be pretty normal. However, when I went to bed I stripped & found myself picking up the Dominated Cuckold again & began to read.

I read until I was approximately half way through, & as much as I didn’t want to admit it, I was excited. Since I had developed another erection, I decided to take care of it. I slowly stroked myself, thinking of better times with Lisa … times when we couldn’t obtain enough of each other. Without even realizing it, a few minutes into my fantasy my mind switched to the things I had read in the Dominated Cuckold book & almost immediately I began to climax. It shot out of my cock like a fire hose, landing on my chest, with some of it reaching my chin. It had been some time since I had climaxed that forcefully. I was amazed that the book had done that to me. Still I figured it was more of the result of not having had sex for a couple of weeks. I sighed, closing my eyes in the afterglow of pleasure. A few moments after I feel asleep.

“Hmmm, glad to see you have been working on your reading assignment.”

I woke up with a start & saw Lisa standing at the side of the bed smiling at me. For a moment I was confused. But then I saw the book lying next to me & realized that I was still naked. I had fallen asleep right after my climax without cleaning up. My face turned red when I looked down & saw the sticky residue from my climax. “I … uh … I … I was just …” I stuttered, having no idea what I was going to say.

Lisa clucked her tongue & said, “I know what you were doing & that is not permitted anymore. You have shown that you cannot control your carnal desires & therefore you cock belongs to me. You will no longer be allowed to masturbate or climax without my express permission. From now on you are going to have to consider someone other than yourself. So this is an appropriate time to introduce you to your cock cage.”

As I stared, Lisa produced a chastity cage.

I knew what it was as I had seen the illustration in the book. But I was still shocked that she intended to put one on me. “You can’t … I mean, that’s not part of our deal.”

Lisa laughed. “The deal is whatever I want it to be; you will do what I say or you will go to jail.”

I opened my mouth yet closed it again. I was trapped. Then I watched as she brought the cage to my cock. The moment she touched me I started to obtain an erection. Suddenly she hit my balls with her knuckles, rather hard.

“Ouch!” I screamed.

Lisa laughed as my cock quickly wilted. “Some things never change,” she said when she saw my cock shrivel. Then she started working on the device again. She wasn’t exactly gentle as she squeezed my balls through a plastic ring. Then she slipped the cover over it & placed a small pad lock at the top. “Now, to make sure you don’t slip this off, I am adding this.”

I watched as she placed a little strip of something across the rings. It looked like something you would see on a CD jewel case. If the seal is broken, you know someone has opened the box.

“This will have to do for now. Eventually we will have your cock pierced. That will ensure the cage will stay in place.”

“Pierced?” I almost screamed. “You can’t …” I stopped when I saw Lisa’s look.
“Uh, how long am I going to have to keep this thing on?”

“How long? I’m afraid forever,” she said & laughed.

“Forever. I can’t wear this thing forever. It is starting to injure already.”

“Get used to it. Besides, I have the key & I will keep one & donate the other to Jennifer for safekeeping. If you are really good, my friend Jennifer says I should reward you in approximately three months. I’m not sure I agree with her.”

She held up the key a key as I gasped.

“Reward? What does that mean? And what does Jennifer have to do with this?” I asked. I knew Jennifer. She was a sexy married friend of Lisa’s. I had subtly hit on her a few times, yet she never seemed interested.

“Jennifer is the expert in cuckoldry. She & her husband have been practicing for years. In fact, she is president of a club of woman who practice dominant cuckoldry. There are thousands of members all over the country. The local group numbers approximately three hundred women in our area alone. The executive board meets once a month. In fact, the next meeting is going to be here, & of course, we will be attending.”

“We?” I asked. “Why am I attending?”

“Because you are the guest of honor & because I say so.” Then Lisa held up the key again. “I will keep one of these keys & Jennifer will have the other. She is the secondary key keeper for lots of women in the club.”

My head was suddenly spinning. There were a million questions I wanted to ask, yet couldn’t seem to obtain them out.

“Well, I guess I have given you plenty to think about. Now, obtain a shower & obtain downstairs & fix me breakfast. I will be down in approximately forty-five minutes.” As she walked out of the door, she stopped & turned. “Oh, by the way, read up on cunnilingus. You will obtain to practice tonight.” Then she was gone.

Suddenly, in spite of everything, the prospect of eating Lisa seemed exciting. My cock started to grow. “Ouch,” I said as I felt tiny pinpricks on the head of my cock. When I examined the cage, I saw that it was fitted with some type of sharp edges near the head. If my cock started to grow, they would stick the head. “Shit,” I exclaimed as I received out of bed & headed to the shower.

Catherine’s Awakening

She never thought the day would come, yet here she was stepping out of the bath in a downtown Toronto luxury hotel & approximately to unleash her inner-most desires. Looking in the mirror her eyes were transfixed on her freshly shaved mound. Never before had she done anything like this. Smooth to the touch, she slid her finger between her swollen lips feeling the moistness that had resulted from her arousal over her thoughts of the evening ahead. Having finally given in to her husband’s requests & her long-suppressed yearnings, she was ready to experience the awakening that she had longed for in her fantasies. With less than an hour to prepare she dried herself off. Watching her reflection in the mirror, she slowly rubbed her breasts & pinched her taught nipples. Her state of arousal was unusual as she couldn’t remember ever feeling this way before. She opened the container of body lotion & poured it onto her hand. Watching herself she gently applied it to her now smooth skin, where only minutes before she had taken a razor to remove her neatly-trimmed pubic triangle. Sensitive to the touch, she gasped in surprise as she began to spread the cold lotion over her nakedness. Lost in her thoughts, she closed her eyes & imagined the touch of a stranger; his fingers, his tongue, his cock. Her fingers wandered further, even after the lotion was absorbed into her sensitive skin. Swelling with excitement, her lips parted, she gently inserted one, then two fingers into her wetness. No, she thought! There was not time. And she wanted to save that feeling for when she would be with him. Not now, she said to herself. Slowly she removed her fingers & purposefully began to exit the washroom, yet not without taking the time to savour the taste of her own juices as she sucked her long slender fingers. It was then that she noticed her engagement ring, the trophy he had given her when they were engaged, & the wedding band that he had placed on her finger when they’d exchanged their vows. Oh, it was so long ago, & so much had changed over twenty long, arduous years.

Walking out to the bedroom she glanced at her clothes lying neatly on the bed. She had agreed to let her husband select her lingerie, & as expected, he’d spared no expense. Her black shelf-bra, intended to lift her breasts & show off her nipples, was a match to her new sheer black panties & garter belt. Beside them lay her stockings, the kind with the seam running up the back of her legs. Her new Jimmy Choo were placed strategically beside the stockings, pointed toes, four inch heels, just as he had promised. Together, they had purchased her little black dress. She was not used to something so short, yet he had insisted & she knew that this was a special night for him as well, so she relented & was secretly excited at the thought of wearing something so revealing. Her husband was seated quietly in the chair. She stopped before him as he sat marvelling at her beauty. Letting her towel fall, she bent over to kiss him. Her breasts swayed before his appreciative eyes. As their lips touched, he reached to cup her breasts. With his hands fondling them, he whispered how much he loved their fullness now that she had gained some much needed weight. She too was pleased & responded by slipping her tongue into his receptive mouth. She asked if he minded that she had shaved herself smooth for her date, having always refused to do so for her him. He replied saying that she glad that was giving this stranger a special gift that she had never given to him. He knew this was a sign of her surrender…to willingly share herself with another man, knowing that it would enhance their love for one another & open a new & thrilling chapter in their lives as husband & wife.

They had talked of this many times approximately his desire to see his wife in the arms of another man, being seduced by him & taken to new sexual heights. To see her grasp his cock & rub it along her slit & slowly pull the head of his thickness as it penetrates her wanton cunt; to hear her moan as her lips are spread from its girth; to listen to her gasp from his forceful first deep thrust; to see her legs & arms wrapped around him, pulling him tightly & filling her completely unlike ever before; her eyes closed & their tongues intertwined; to hear her moan as she’s in the throws of her first orgasm in many years; to see her eyes roll back to the top of her head as she squirts flooding his cock & soaking the sheets beneath; to witness him spew his thick creamy load into her fertile womb; to watch as he withdraws leaving her gaping hole awash with their juices; & to lie between her wide-spread legs & have her pull his face into her well-fucked cunt to clean up the mixture leaking out, forcing him to savour the taste of their passion.

He knew she deserved more than he could donate her. She needed a strong, dominant, well-hung stud, with stamina to last for hours. Her fulfillment was paramount to him, & with the knowledge that she could have any man she wanted he had encouraged her for years. But as a proper lady & mother of their children, she could not bring herself to act upon his desires, & acknowledge her secret fantasies. At least not until they moved to a new home & he suggested they subscribe to a few adult channels from their new cable provider. Brushing him off, she told her husband to do whatever he wanted. So he did. Weeks later, when the kids were away for the evening, he convinced her to watch a movie with him. The one he selected involved a happily married woman white named Catherine, meeting a handsome black man when she was attending a sales conference. After a chance meeting in the lounge on the concierge floor of their hotel, he ended up escorting her back to her room & inviting himself in for a nightcap. Unable to resist his charms, she shortly found herself in bed with him & experiencing a night of sex, quite unlike ever before. Watching this movie had excited her to the point that she ended up confiding to her husband, her fantasy of being seduced & having sex with a black man. Her husband reminded his wife that her middle name was Catherine, the same name as the woman in the movie. As they were both aroused by the movie, when they made love that night he referred to her as Catherine. For a number of weeks after, every time he wanted to have sex with his wife, he asked if Catherine would like to be a offensive girl that night. So it was that she adopted the nick name Catherine when being asked by her husband to step outside of her comfort zone sexually. After a passionate night in bed with her husband, she admitted to him that the thought of being like Catherine had occupied her mind for some time & she asked if he could really handle her living out the fantasies they had shared. They agreed to keep an open mind should the opportunity arise to pursue their desires. She would adopt the name Catherine to act upon her fantasies. As it was her middle name, a name she did not use, & no one would know her by that name. It was that a separation from her real world, & only a small slice of her identity. Like a dual personality, it would serve as her connection between fantasy & realty. So here she was. To keep her identity unknown, they had agreed to pertain to one another that weekend by only their middle names…Catherine & Ted.

The elevator was empty when they walked in holding hands. With the doors closed, they faced one another & looked knowingly into one another’s eyes. With his hands on her hips, he gently pulled Catherine close & spoke of his love for her. She responded assuring him of her love for him. Then, gently, she pushed his hands away, & stepped back distancing herself from him. Ted’s disappointment was diminished however when he surveyed her beauty, taking in all the details of her attire. The short dress that barley covered the tops of her lace-top stockings, the Jimmy Chow stilettos which he fondly referred to as FMB shoes, & the protrusion of her nipples proudly on display, jutting out through the Italian fabric of her low-cut, designer dress. She could see the bulge growing in his pants, however small it was. He was excited, & so was she. Not a word was spoken. Walking out first, she looked breathtaking. He followed closely behind. As she continued toward the lobby bar, he stood back to admire her beauty & to watch others who were gathered in the lobby as they did the same. She was a real head-turner & tonight she had them all spinning. Once at the door she stopped to look back, then without hesitation she made her entrance. It would be a full two minutes before Ted would follow her in. She had made him agree to wait that long so she could have time to greet the stranger named Charles that would open up a whole new world to her. Upon entering Ted looked across the darkly lit room. He could see her slipping into the half-round seat of the corner booth. Once comfortable, she was joined by the tall man who was standing by her at the table. He was dressed in a dark business suit with a white shirt & tie, & he looked like an athlete. Ted strained to catch a glimpse of him as he slid closer to Catherine. Once seated & positioned only inches from his wife, Ted could see that he was a handsome man, well built, & with a generous smile that was greeted by an equally bright smile from his stunning wife. She looked pleased & to his consternation, Ted could see why. His gleaming white teeth were accentuated by the colour of his skin…his dark skin. Ted had not known that Charles was black. No mention had been made of it.

Ted walked to the bar, & with his back to their table, he seated himself. Looking in the mirror, he could see his wife sitting oh so closely to this stranger. Her smile was radiant. Her beauty was beguiling. And the impression she made upon her new friend Charles was obvious.

Ted waited as the server returned to the bar to place their order. As the bartender took the order Ted could hear the two servers laugh at the end of the counter. Charles had ordered champagne. When the server walked away to deliver the bottle, the bartender finally approached Ted to take his order. As he poured Ted his drink, he was smiling & chuckling. Curious, Ted asked what was so funny. The bartender responded with a laugh & said, “There goes another one”. When questioned further, Ted was told that Charles was a regular. He was known around the hotel as a man who regularly hooked-up with very attractive white wives of unsuspecting husbands. The bartender went on to say that the lady Charles had with him tonight was new, & that he’d never seen her before. He then said something Ted would never forget. “By the time the night is over, she’ll be hooked. This man has a reputation. He’s a stud & he’s hung like a horse. The ladies always come back for more. I bet I’ll be seeing her around here a lot. Look at them. They can’t stop touching one another.” Turning around & looking straight across the room, Ted could see it as well. Charles was turned toward Catherine, their eyes were transfixed upon one another, her hand was resting on his left forearm, & his right hand was hidden from view. It was obvious that it was under the table & it seemed to be placed on her left thigh.

It would be half an hour before they would obtain up from their place in the booth. During that time Ted watched in the mirror as Catherine drank three glasses of champagne & was seated in such a way that Charles’ hand was obviously being given access her pussy. From the expression on her face & the look in her eyes, Ted knew his fingers were exploring territory that previous to now had been his exclusive playground. He watched as Charles placed his hand behind her neck & drew her close to him, planting his lips on hers initiating a long & lingering kiss. Catherine was swept away in the moment as his tongue danced in her mouth, & his hand fondled her breast. Charles whispered in her ear then rose to let her stand. Pulling herself together, Catherine made her way directly to the ladies room without looking over toward Ted. Charles approached Ted. Standing, Ted looked at him & waited for Charles to say something. Charles reached out to shake hands. His large hand overwhelmed Ted’s thin hand & his powerful grip was intended to intimidate. “Ted”, Charles said. “Thanks for delivering your attractive wife to me this evening. I trust you have made the room arrangements, & that you’ll be in the room adjoining ours tonight.” Ted looked sheepish & responded with a meek “Yes”. “Good” said Charles. “We’ll be a few hours. We have dinner reservations, & we’ll be going to my favourite club afterward. I hope she likes to dance. I want to show her off to my friends. I know they’ll like what they see, & what I’ll be enjoying later. Don’t expect us back until after midnight. I have plans for Catherine. I want this to be a night she’ll never forget. When we obtain back to our room, she’ll be mine. You can watch, yet after our first round I’ll expect you to go to your room. I’m going to break her in & teach her a few things. She has a lot to learn. You can listen through the door. I have a long night planned for Catherine, & remember, our arrangement only allows for you to be there for the beginning. Agreed?” “Yes” replied Ted. Moments after Catherine approached from behind. She placed her hand on Ted’s shoulder & he turned to kiss her. As he leaned toward her, she surprised him by turning her head said so his seemingly unwelcomed kiss landed on her cheek. “Ted” she said, “I’m not with you tonight. I’m with Charles. I hope you understand. After all, this is what you wanted. I hope you’ll do as you’re told.” With that, Catherine walked away with Charles beside her, his arm wrapped around her waist. Ted followed from a distance as they walked out through the lobby. The contrast between the tall, lithe & attractive blonde who was his wife, & the handsome, rugged, athletic black man who was approximately to take her, was striking. It would be obvious to anyone who was watching that she was his conquest, & that he would have his way with her that night. Catherine made no attempt to be seen as separate from Charles. It was if she wanted everyone to see her with this well-built, confident, black man. While they waited under the marquee outside for their ride, Charles continued to watch from afar. He saw her reach into her purse & hand something to Charles, yet he could not make out what it was. Charles simply put the item in his pocket then put his muscular arm around her waist. Catherine responded by leaning her head against his shoulder & Charles’ wayward hand slipped down to touch her sweet ass. The normally shy & demure Catherine simply snuggled even closer to him, whispered in his ear then initiated another long, wet kiss. Minutes after a black, chauffeur-driven limousine pulled up. The driver received out opening their door & watched in envy as Catherine slipped inside followed closely by her new friend. As the door closed, Ted lost sight of them behind the darkened windows which were tinted to obscure viewers from seeing the activities of those inside. Ted’s mind was racing, & his imagination was running wild. Was he touching her? Where? Was she on her knees before him? It would be at least five long hours before he would see them again.

It was well past midnight when Ted heard rustling outside the hotel room door. He watched as the handle turned & the door opened. Her hair was askew. She was giggling & seemed a little tipsy. Once inside, she looked squarely at Ted yet didn’t say a word, making him feel unwelcomed by her. As the door closed Charles held her from behind & pulled her close. With the two of them facing Ted, Charles pulled her close, ran his large black hands up her sides & firmly grasped both of her breasts, squeezing them, & pinching her hardened nipples. Ted could hear her purr in response to Charles’ rough touch, & turning her head she reached back to kiss him. With their lips locked, one of his hands dropped to rub her pubic mound & pull her closer, all the while rubbing his bulge complex against her lovely ass. Taking his tongue from her mouth, Charles whispered in her ear, & Catherine quietly stepped away & went into the washroom. Smiling, Charles walked toward Ted. “You have an astonishing wife Ted. She put on quite a show for me & my friends. They all danced with her & they couldn’t keep their hands off her. Even some of the other girls received in on the action with her. She loved it! Has she ever been with a woman before Ted? Oh yah, you may want to take these. She gave them to me earlier. You keep them as remembrance of tonight.” With that he reached in his pocket & pulled out a pair of sheer black panties. “Remember our agreement for tonight though. When I’ve shown you how she’s supposed to be treated, & you see how she reacts to what a real man does with her, I expect you to leave without any argument. I’ll have her hooked on black cock in no time. I know how women like Catherine respond to these experiences. She’ll be like a bitch in heat for black cock. When she wakes up she’ll want more so I’ll be fucking her again for a few hours in the morning. It’ll take some time so she won’t be cleaned up until around noon. You can knock on our door at 12:00, yet not before. If she wants you to, you can join us for lunch & she can tell you approximately her night. If she doesn’t want you around, I’ll send you on your way because I’m taking her shopping for some new clothes tomorrow afternoon. I’ll be buying her something you’d never let her wear out back home, for fear of her being seen. Then we’re going clubbing tomorrow night. I want to show her off to some of the boys. Maybe I’ll share my satisfactory fortune with them. Pass her around to a few of them. They’d love to obtain a piece of her. Would you like that Ted? I’ll bet you would. You’ll be my cuckold & she’ll be my bitch. Both of you will do as I say. Your job is to make sure she’s always ready for me when I want her. Her job is to take it any way, & as often as I want to donate it to her. Got it! Be back here to obtain her Monday morning. She’ll be worn out & sore when I’m finished with her so let her sleep in the car. Don’t be bothering her on the drive home. You can ask her approximately her time with me & my friends after she’s had a rest. I’ll have her down to the lobby at 9:00am, so don’t be late Cuck.” So for now, just sit your white ass down & shut the fuck up while I show you how a real man treats a woman.

Catherine emerged from the washroom. She had straightened her dress, brushed her hair, & put on fresh lipstick. She looked straight at Ted as she approached him. “Ted”, she said. “I hope I didn’t upset you earlier, yet I had to focus on Charles. I didn’t want to look at you & think approximately us. I want this night to be approximately me…and Charles. We spoke approximately you over dinner. I told him I love you very much & will never leave you. But I moreover told him some other things approximately you. You know… your lingerie fetish; your small cock; how you can’t last; & how you don’t satisfy me. I told him how frustrated I’ve been; how other men have come onto me & how I’ve made out with them & let them feel me up when I was away on business; & how I wanted them to fuck me yet I never had the nerve or the courage to do it. And I told him approximately some of my fantasies; approximately being with a black man; being with a woman; being forced to do things I’d never ever let you do to me; being surrounded by a group of men & women & having their hands all over me & then using me for sex; & having a man take me to a hotel & force me to have sex with other men & having them throw money at me like I’m a whore. Ted, I’ve missed the feeling of what it’s like to be a real women & my need to be taken care of by a real man. I need that now Ted!” All Ted could do was nod his head in acknowledgement & look down in embarrassment.

“Stand up Cuck!” Charles snapped. “You wanted me to have your wife, so donate her to me now.” Bewildered by Charles’ demanding tone, Ted found himself standing as ordered. “Give her to me now Cuck!” Ted walked over & stood behind his wife & gently wrapped his arms around her waist. Speaking softly in her ear, Ted told her he loved her. Then, without further delay, he began to unzip the back of her dress. Easing her dress off her shoulders, it slid down. Her ample breasts stopped it from falling so he reached around & pulled the dress down at the front allowing it to fall freely to the floor, exposing her erect nipples & freshly-shaved pussy. Ted instinctively knew what was expected of him next. He spoke softly & nervously in a hushed tone. “Charles” he said, “I want you to take my wife & do for her what I cannot do. Please donate her what she needs, & use her as you wish.” Dressed only in her shelf bra, garters, stockings & stilettos, Catherine looked radiant as her eyes met Charles’ & she stepped forward. Without saying a word, Charles placed his large hands on her shoulders & gently pushed her to her knees. Then as if it had been rehearsed, Catherine reached forward & started to work his belt buckle. With the buckle undone, she proceeded to open his pants & unzip his fly. Carefully, she lowered his pants then proceeded to pull on his boxers. As they slid down Ted could see the small black curls of his pubic hair. Then as she continued to pull, his cock began to show. Hardened by the site of Ted’s attractive wife, Charles’ cock protruded proudly into her face. Seeing it for the first time, she gasped saying “Oh my God! It’s magnificent.” His hands reached out & guided her head toward his mighty weapon, & knowingly, she opened her mouth receive its tip. She had never touched an uncircumcised cock before, yet instinctively she knew what to do. Gently she licked the tip & slowly circled the head with her tongue as she pulled the skin back to reveal the fullness in its mushroom shaped tip. Her eyes were now closed, yet she didn’t need to see. Tightly pulling her hair to control her movements, Charles had her lick the length of his mighty cock to bath it with her warm saliva. Then with one hand on her head & one on his manhood he held it like night-stick, rubbing it along the outside of her cheeks & slapping her face gently with it as she pursued it with her wanton mouth. As his grip tightened, he forced her further down & she found her mouth converging over his dangling scrotum. Ever so gently she licked his sack, then took one of his balls gently into her mouth & twirled her tongue around it in compliance. Further still, he pulled her under him & she found her tongue travelling the path from his sack to his ass. As his legs straddled wider, he pulled her hair forcefully. Completely submissive to his power, his grip was controlling her movements. She was enthralled by his dominance & obedient to his silent instructions. Taking his lead, she rimmed his ass & did her best to please him as she instinctively tried to work her tongue deep into its tightness. Then he released her hair & allowed her the freedom to do as she pleased. Surprisingly, she continued to rim her tongue around his hole, darting her tongue in repeated attempts at penetration. Then, taken harshly by her hair, she was raised again to kneel before him & face his massive cock.

Ted watched closely & wondered how his wife could take such a massive cock. It had to be at least ten inches long, & approximately six inches thick…three times the amount of man-meat Ted could provide. He had only ever seen such a magnificent tool in the pages of magazines. Catherine was in heaven, & she was oblivious to the world around her. Not a thought was given to the presence of her loving husband who sat motionless in the chair next to her. This man, this stranger, this black cock, had captivated her, & was now controlling her very being. Nothing else mattered to her.

“Suck it bitch!” Charles commanded. A gentleman no more, Charles was in total control. Placing her hand on its blackness, her thin white fingers could not completely surround it. It was too thick so she took her other hand to seize it. Never before had she touched such a weapon of destruction. As she held it she knew that after this night, she would never again feel her husband’s skinny little cock as it entered her. She would be stretched, or spoiled as she preferred to think, by the thickness of this magnificent black cock that consumed her every thought. Her pussy would be ravaged by this black monster & she would want for nothing less from this night on. Opening her mouth as wide as she could, she slowly took the tip & lowered her head feeling its stiffness & its power as she succumbed. As Charles had said, she would be his “bitch in heat for black cock”, & he was right. She was his now, & she was where he wanted her; enthralled, mesmerized, submissive & obedient to his every command.

With his hands once again on her head, he tightly gripped her hair & pulled her head over his massive member. Intoxicated by its power, Catherine took its mass into her mouth, eagerly accepting it. She made every effort to take it all, yet it was too large. Supporting herself on the floor with one hand, she used the other to grip the base of his cock so as not to gag on it as he forced her head harder upon his thick meat. Taking all that she could, Catherine was beholden to its power. Her world was this cock & she was not letting go. Her cheeks swelled to their limits as his cock slid in & out, over & over again. Working it harder each time she struggled to accept it, trying to feel every inch of it. Soon she found a rhythm to meet his thrusts as he pulled her by her hair & fucked her face. Ted watched as Catherine’s saliva dripped from her gaping mouth onto her heaving tits below. Drooling all over his powerful tool, she gurgled & gasped with each stoke, intermixed with the sounds of her moans as she enthusiastically plunged for all she could take. She no longer looked like the lady who worshipped her god in the pew beside him at church. Rather, she was a slut worshipping the embodiment of her hidden desires, as a slut should. She was in awe of this massive black cock. And worship it she did!

Stopping suddenly, Charles ordered Catherine to lie on the bed. Starting to remove her heels, Charles barked “No, leave them on!” Lying on her back, she was positioned with her head hanging over the edge. She looked like a goddess. Her nipples were swollen & her legs were widely parted exposing her swollen slit. Her lips glistened with the wetness that would lubricate his entrance into her forbidden nest, & she was ready to be impaled by this wonderful man who was a stranger no more. As Ted looked on, he was glad he’d bought her the garter belt & seamed stockings. They looked astonishing on her as she bent her knees & dug her four inch heels into the mattress to support herself in preparation for her mouth & throat to be ravaged. Charles stood over her, roughly feeding her his cock, pushing it past her eager lips & into her virgin throat. She had never been deep-throated before, yet she took it like a pro. Accepting its length, she managed to take it deep & without gagging. She was having her throat fucked by this powerful man. As her mouth worked his cock, he reached over & roughly fondled her tits, pinching & pulling her nipples harshly. Ted watched as Catherine adapted to his pace & accepted his member deep into her throat. She guided his cock with one hand while she reached between her legs to work her clitoris with the other. Cock in her throat, nipples being pulled, playing with herself…she was a sight to behold. Ted was in love with this woman, who for the moment was totally oblivious to him.

The time had now come. Charles withdrew his rigid pole, glistening from Catherine’s saliva. As he did so, she reached back to grasp it in a vain attempt to continue her work, yet Charles had other plans. “Move up here.” he commanded. Catherine sat up slowly, her head spinning from the lack of blood, having been virtually upside down to receive his cock. As she positioned herself in the middle of the bed he reminded her to leave her shoes on. Looking at Ted, he said “Your wife is a quick learner & a tremendous cock-sucker. I’ll turn her into an expert cock-sucker in no time. Now, do you want to see me fuck her with my big, black cock?” Ted hesitated as he looked over at Catherine. She was lying on the bed with her fingers stroking her hardened clit. She smiled at her husband & said “Tell him yes Ted. I’m ready. Please!” “Answer me now Cuck”, he barked. Ted looked up at Charles who towered over him & meekly answered “Yes”. “Yes who? I’m Sir to you Cuck!” barked Charles. “Yes Sir”, said Ted. “Get over here then & watch closely.” As Charles positioned himself between Catherine’s outstretched legs, Charles held his pole of steel & began to rub it along her wanton cunt.

He had done this before. Not with Catherine, yet with many other white women. Most of them married, yet all of them with an unfulfilled need to be fucked complex & rough. They were tired of being treated like delicate china dolls, being caressed & cared for. They all wanted to be taken & used in submission to the desires of men who were stronger than their husbands. These were offensive boys, just like the ones that the pretty rich high-school girls used to step out to play with…the ones from the other side of the tracks that instinctively knew that from time to time these blonde bitches needed their fill of cock. “Ride ‘em rough & ride ‘em long” was their motto. Many of these women would tell Charles that they never knew what it was like to be consumed by the thought of cock until they had been fucked by a black man. They were the white wives who would travel with their girlfriends to Jamaica once a year to obtain their fill of black cock before returning home to their families to resume their proper station in life. Then unable to extinguish their hidden desires, they would seek out local black men to quench their lust. Charles was one of them, & he was one of the best.

“Don’t obtain the wrong idea Cuck, yet hold this & feed it to her.” Charles grabbed Teds hand & placed it on his hardness. “Feed this white bitch my black cock, Cuck!” he demanded. With that Charles leaned forward & Ted positioned Charles’ cock at the entrance to Catherine’s delicate slit. Pushing forward, his head separated her swollen lips as Ted guided it in. Feeling the width of it, Catherine gasped, closing her eyes to concentrate on this moment of truth. Stepping back, Ted quietly sat in the chair next to the bed. His eyes were transfixed on this wife. He watched & listened carefully as she held her breath & lifted her knees as Charles slowly slid his massive cock deeper into her tight hole. Taking her legs by his hands, he lifted them until her knees were planted into her chest. Pushing further still his nightstick plunged into unchartered depths. She gasped & cried out as he filled her. With her eyes closed she rolled her head from side to side, pleading with him. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes.” she cried. “Oh God yes, fuck me, please!” The response Charles had elicited from Catherine was like a foreign language to Ted. He had never heard it before, & knew he never would again. Holding her legs, Charles began to withdraw then slide his cock back into her. Gradually he inserted his cock in further until it was deep in her, yet not all the way. That would take some time. She needed to obtain used to its size. Picking up the pace, he started to pump her like a piston powering an engine. Charles knew from experience that by establishing a rhythm, Catherine would be able to take him deeper until she could take him all. “Give it to me! Fuck me! Please fuck me hard!” she proclaimed. Ted listened as his attractive wife was transformed into a wanton slut before his eyes. He sat expressionless as Catherine proclaimed her love of cock…black cock. Mumbling, & complex to understand, Catherine was delirious with lust. “Do you like it Bitch?” Charles asked. “Yes, god yes, I love black cock. Fuck me harder!” She responded. “Are you ready to take the rest?” “Yes, donate it to me.” she responded. Leaning further in, Charles pushed his cock the rest of the way in. Ted listened intently as he heard his wife moon as the last few inches pierced her lips. “Oh God!” she cried. Tears rolled down as she reached up to grab Charles & pull him tightly against her. Her heaving tits were pressed complex against his chest & her lips sought out his. Catherine was desperately trying to kiss him with a passion unknown to Ted. Finding his lips she fed him her tongue & squeezed her arms tightly around his shoulder. They were one…fully connected with passion & lust. Her muffled cries became louder when she reached her first orgasm…one of many to come. This went on for at least ten minutes…ten minutes of heaven for Catherine. Her husband sat off to the side, watching & listening & stroking his small cock. Trying his best not to cum, he to stop because he did not want to embarrass himself any further in front of this god-like man. Her cries filled the room as this astonishing fuck machine drilled her with his cock. Stopping & withdrawing, he rapidly spun her around & moved her into her favourite position. Plunging in her gaping hole, he fucked her like a dog. Bending over, she buried her head in the pillow & spread her legs wide as he rammed her from behind. Ted lost count of her orgasms over the next twenty minutes. Sweat was rolling off Charles’ forehead, yet he showed no signs of slowing down…at least not until he grabbed her hair from behind, & pulling it complex cried out “Take my black seed Bitch!” Then with his ass twitching he pulled her hair tightly, slowed his pace, & held her firmly as he deposited his hot, sticky load deep inside her fertile womb. Lying on top of her, he whispered in her ear & all Ted could hear was his wife saying the word “Yes”. Rolling off of her, he stood by the bed & told Ted to obtain on the floor before him. Ted slowly slid from his place in the chair & once on his knees, looked up at Charles. “Yes Sir? He asked. Clean this off now. With that, Charles held his spent cock in his hand, & with its length glistening for Catherine’s juice, he ordered Ted to lick his cock. Leaning forward Ted stuck out his tongue & began to lick him. Seconds after Charles grabbed his hair & said “Suck it clean Cuck!” Ted obeyed & shortly found himself savouring the taste of his wife’s freshly fucked pussy from the length of this magnificent black monster. Laughing aloud, Charles said to Catherine “It’s your turn now. Go over & look after her too Cuck!” Crawling on his knees to the bed, Ted moved up between his wife’s legs & looked at her well-fucked pussy. Her lips were swollen & red. They were parted & he could see white fluid oozing out from her crack. Parting her legs further with his hands, Ted moved in & began to lick her attractive slit. Pushing his tongue in deeply, he gathered their juices & swallowed their milky mixture. His role was clear. He was their cuckold & he was expected to clean her up in preparation for the next round. Knowing that he would not be with them to witness that round, he focussed on this intimate moment with his bride & savoured the taste of his reward.

Minutes after Charles stepped out of the washroom & the command was given. “Get the fuck out now Cuck! I have work to do. I’m going to turn your wife into a slut & she needs training. Go to your room, & we’d better not hear from you until noon tomorrow. Go, obtain out.” Ted received up from the bed, & leaned over to kiss his wife, yet she turned her head & said nothing. Ted walked through the door to the adjoining suite & as he entered his darkened room he heard Charles behind him. “We’ve made plans to go back to the club next weekend, yet you’re not invited. She’ll be spending the weekend with me at my place, & she knows what’s expected of her. I expect you to assist her obtain ready for me though. Buy her some slutty lingerie, paint her toenails, assist her with her hair, & obtain her dressed for me. I think you’ll make a satisfactory cuckold Ted.” Then he turned & walked back into the room where he would transform Catherine into a new woman…a slut. The door closed & slumping on the floor with his back leaning against the door, Ted listened as he heard Catherine call to Charles. “Please come here Charles. I need you to fuck me again.” It would be a long night…