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Chapter 1

My sex life with Liz had become drab and boring. My wife was such a good-looking woman: 24, 5'4", 115lbs, C-Cup, beautiful legs with an ass to die for and long curly brown hair to her waist. There's really no way to describe her face except as angelic. Born of an Italian father and Dutch mother, her olive skin is flawless. Her cheeks have a natural rose to them. Soft hazel eyes, accented by long eye-lashes, pull you in with their promise of sweet innocence. Her nose is small and perfect, turning up ever so slightly at its end. And those lips: large, full, red. When she pouts them, you'll do anything she asks. She could stop traffic when she dressed up, but she rarely did so. She did not think of herself as sexy and my efforts to convince her were taken as the necessary compliments of a loving husband. I'll admit that it wasn't her body that first attracted me, not that I was oblivious to her looks. I was very much in love with someone else at the time. What caught my eye, or rather my mind, was that she was sweet and funny and caring and genuinely friendly to everyone she met. That's what won me over. The first time we made love I was shocked to find out my wife had what I call "porno body". It was like some amazing bonus that came with her. She never showed it off, thinking she was much more homely. The downside was that she didn't make love like a porn queen. It was nice. It was loving, but it was never hot, erotic, animal.

We were together for 2 years and I was pretty happy, but shortly after I got my new job I began really crave a good fucking as opposed to making love. The reason was probably my boss, Paul, or more to the point, his wife, Kathy.

Kathy was every bit the temptress that Liz wasn't. She had no reservations about dressing to show off her body. 5'9" (though always at least 6' with heels), D-Cup at least, long luscious legs, flame red hair that flowed like a river to the middle of her back. Kathy had these cat-like green eyes that exuded a dangerous playfulness, exactly opposite to Liz. Her lips weren't as full as Liz's but neither were they thin. I don't think I ever saw them without a glowing wet gloss coating that made you want to suck on them. She had a few freckles around her eyes and her slim nose. Her blush was from makeup which she seemed to have professionally applied everyday. Her eye-shadow, eye-liner, base, nails, even the shades and colours of her lips always matched and complemented each other. Her outfits were always form-fitting and extremely sexy. She moved like a mermaid in water, never an abrupt gesture. If she turned, the motion seemed to flow like a wave through her body. She got pleasure from the looks that men gave her and even played on them, an extra wiggle here, an adjustment of her skirt there. Her favourite tease was to lock eyes with you, open her mouth and subtly show you the tiny barbell in her tongue. If she stayed in a room for more than five minutes, I can guarantee that every man had at least a semi by the time she left. And, I knew she was giving that body of hers to Paul regularly because I walked in on them one day at work.

That was the day I found out her lunchtime visits were for a lot more than food. I saw him standing by his desk. She was on her knees in front of him, her top down around her waist and his cock in her mouth. She sucked like the blowjob was givingHER the pleasure. It may have been. His cock looked to be about 9" long, 3 inches longer than mine and much thicker. It kind of figured since Paul was 6' and about 220 himself, 3" taller and 50 pounds heavier than me. He was a charismatic, imposing man and I could easily see how he landed such a stunner. My wife gave me blow jobs, but not very well. I never came in her mouth and I doubt she would let me if I could. Her sweet tight pussy more than made up for it though. Anyway, Paul just winked at me and shooed me off silently as Kathy slurped and moaned and, I noticed as I left, played with her pussy.

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One afternoon after Kathy left office, I asked Paul how he could handle her. The way she dresses and acts and how hot she looked, wasn't he afraid of someone else trying to get with her? Paul laughed and said Kathy would never cheat on him, she's addicted to his cock. He actually loved the idea that so many men wanted her but that no one else could have her. I said, "What if a bigger cock comes along?"

He laughed again, "There's always a bigger cock, Jim. The secret is getting them so horny and keeping them so fulfilled in every way that, for them, it's only your cock they crave because it's part of you." He thought to himself for a while and then asked, "Isn't it that way with you and Liz?"

"No." I replied. "I mean yes and no. Liz would never cheat on me but it's not because of my cock. God knows that would be great. I'm not saying I'm small, but I don't have one like the guy in that video . . .or you. Liz and I are happy and good together. I'd just love it if she dressed a little more sexily and if she was a little more erotic in bed, but that's just not her."

Paul smiled, "Stay after work, Jim. I'll show you something you'll find interesting."

After work I went into his office and he turned down the lights and hit his video remote. We sat back and watched My Fair Lady. I couldn't believe he made me watch the whole thing. I kept asking if there was a point and he would shush me and point as if something unexpected was going to happen. And then it was over. He brought the lights back up. I asked in a dry tone, "Was there a point to that?"

He had a big grin, "Yes. How do you feel?"

I thought about it a sec and realized, "I feel a little horny."

I was confused now. Paul cued up another video and assured me this one was a lot shorter. He left the lights on this time. We watched a video of a stiff, stubborn librarian who met a large charismatic man who seduced her and made her fuck him like a complete slut. She begged for his cock, she sucked it and fucked it and took it up the ass. She was so loud when he rode her, screaming "Fuck me! Use me like a whore! I'm your slut!"

The video was only about a ½ hour long. I wished the lengths of the two videos had been switched.

"Now how do you feel?" he asked.

"Really fuckin horny! How do you think?"

"Take My Fair Lady and watch it with your wife. The two videos are actually interlaced. Both have the same theme. A woman is transformed. My Fair Lady accesses her desire to become better, improve herself and love her man. The other one increases her sexual desires, her passion and also makes her a sex slave to the one who satisfies her desires."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "And all she does is watch this and she'll change?"

"Well, it's not quite that easy," Paul replied. "She has to watch it repeatedly. The change will come gradually but you'll notice it within a week I'll bet. That's how long it took for Kathy."

"Kathy???"

"Yes. She was as conservative as Liz."

"But how am I going to get her to watch it over and over?"

"The suggestion is build into the tape as well. If you can get her to watch it a few times then when she has free time she will either want to fuck you or watch the video. Either way you win."

I Thanked Paul several times and took the video home to watch with Liz. The first night we enjoyed it then made love before bed. No change, of course. I told myself there wouldn't be any, but deep down I hoped for some small indication that the tape was working. The second night, I put it on and when she asked why I said, "Nothing good on TV tonight."

She sat beside me and I noticed that she adjusted her position whenever Eliza made a step towards becoming a lady. Was it just wishful think or were those the places where Paul had inserted the subliminals of porn we saw? It made sense to put them there.

I purposely didn't try to start anything that night. As we lay in bed, she cuddled into me as she usually did, but her hand seemed to fall onto my cock, though it was blocked by my pyjamas. We lay quietly for a while. I pretended to be falling off to sleep. Soon she had her fingers wrapped around me and her hand gave gentle pulses of pressure. My cock stirred and grew. I held my resolve though and made no action. She pushed the issue and began to stroke me. When I finally turned to her, she moved in a kissed me. I pulled her to me, pressing my cock up against her. Her arms wrapped around me and her pelvis rubbed against me gently. My pyjama pants were quickly lost and Liz climbed onto me, skilfully sliding my cock into her. We took up our standard rhythm. Liz looked beautiful with her hair flowing down her shoulders and her breasts unrestrained under her nightie. I hate those tight bras she always wears out that press her tits against her. She placed her hands on my chest to get some more leverage. Was she a little more anxious for it tonight than usual? Fuck, I was looking so hard for an indication that the video was working that I was imagining every movement she made was a sign. Her moans seemed louder, her motions were accentuated, her looks more needy. I lasted longer than I usually do because of the confusion going on in my mind. She came three times before I blew my load in her.

She kissed me lovingly after she cleaned up and got back in bed. "You were great tonight." She told me. She resumed her position cuddled into me, though this time her hand was on my chest.

The next day I called her from work in the morning. She was cleaning the house but I heard the tape playing in the background. When I got home she surprised me with a candlelit dinner served. When I asked the occasion, she replied, "Does there have to be an occasion?"

She brought out strawberries and cream for dessert and surprised me by sitting in my lap and feeding me. When she took one cream covered strawberry and brought it to her mouth, sucking the cream off before slipping it sensual between her lips, I lost it. I picked her up and carried her upstairs to the bedroom, throwing her on the bed and attacking her. She giggled as I hurriedly worked at the buttons on her dress.

"Was it something I said?" she asked playfully. I had kept it loving the past too nights, but the little show got to me. I was driven tonight. I sucked hungrily at her tits, squeezing them hard.

"Oooo, what's gotten into you tonight?" she asked, but she was removing my pants with the same urgency I had. I helped push my pants off and slipping into her pussy which was sopping wet. I didn't make love to her. I fucked her. She didn't object or try to calm me down. She pulled me in and did her best to match my rhythm. "Oh god, Jim," she moaned, "This is so unlike you."

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked.

"No . . ." she panted. "I just didn't expec . . .expect . . .uuuggghhhh."

The sound of her cumming made me fuck her even harder.

"Jim, slow down." She gasped. "I just came. I'm sensi . . .sensi . . .oh . . .Oh . . .OH . . .FUCK!"

She came again and then her hand came up to her mouth when she realized what she'd said. "I – I'm sorry."

I slowed down to let her recover from that one and smiled at her. "It's OK to swear when you cum." I told her. "It's let's me know I'm doing a good job."

"Jim, you're doing an amazing job. Are you sure you're not upset?"

"That 'fuck' was probably the best compliment you've ever given me in bed." I remarked. "The orgasm must have been big."

She nodded, smiling. "Huge."

"Well, then let's see if we can't give you another on, shall we?"

Her face became a little worried. "Oh Jim, I don't know if I can do that aga-UGH!"

I shut her up by ramming her hard. Her head jerked back and her fingers dug into my ass. I kissed and sucked on her neck as I pumped into her.

"Oh god, Jim, I love you!" she moaned.

"I love you too." I told her. I rolled us around so she was on top and then in a moment of playful evilness I stopped pumping.

She gave me a panicked look as she sat there for a moment, then started rocking her hips almost violently. "Oh god, oh god, oh god." she chanted. If there was any doubt that the video wasn't working, it disappeared right then. I'd never seen her like this before. She was possessed. She needed to cum badly and she was going to use my body to do it. She moaned and panted. Her body glistened with sweat. Her eyes were urgent with desire. "Fr-Jim please, help me." she begged. "I'm so close. . ."

I grabbed her hips and thrust up into her as hard and fast as I could.

"Holy FUCK!" she screamed, but she didn't stop fucking me. "Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!"

She lost her rhythm and convulsed in orgasm until she couldn't hold herself up. Her body collapsed onto me, her face disappeared into my shoulder. Each heavy breath seemed to squish her big tits into me. Finally she tiredly pushed herself up to look at me.

"I'm going to serve you strawberries more often." she smiled.

We held each other and laughed.

After cuddling for about a half hour and talking about basically nothing. Liz got up and brought the strawberries and cream to bed. We ate and talked and eventually started putting cream on each other's bodies and licking it off. We fucked twice more before bed. "Fuck" had now become her was of saying "I'm cumming!" not that she even said that before. Talking had never been part of our sexual routine. I liked where things were heading.

The next day she attacked me at the door, wearing only her bra and panties.

"You've been on my mind all day." she said as she struggled to get my clothes off. "I keep thinking about your body and your cock. I really need a good fuck."

"A what?" I said, shocked. I'd never heard her call it that before.

We never made it up to the bedroom. She hopped backwards pulling off her panties after opening the front of my pants. I struggled to get them off as we hit the stairs. She managed to get up a few steps before I lost my balance and fell on her. My face ended up in her bush.

"Clumsy!" she called me and laughed for about two seconds until her eyes went wide and her hands clamps down on my head as my tongue went to work on her. She'd always stopped me from doing that in the past, but this time she pushed my head in harder. "Oh Jim, what are you doing to me?!" she moaned.

Her legs spread for me. My hands massaged her legs and ass. I tasted my wife's juices for the first time and savoured them.

"We're being so bad." she whispered. "Not . . . respectable . . ."

"Respectable? You want respectable?"

I shoved two fingers into her pussy. A moment later another went in her ass, which rose off the stairs as her whole body tightened into an arc. I didn't stop with the tongue.

"FUUUUUCK!" she screamed so loud I thought the neighbours would hear. Her body shook for a little while. Then she pulled at me frantically. "In me. I need you in me. Oh god, Jim, fuck me!"

Who was I to argue? I fucked her right there. She removed my shirt in the process. In my mind I pictured what it must look like; this gorgeous woman with a perfect body being fucked on the stairs and moaning like a porn star.

"Right there! Fuck! That's perfect! Don't stop! God, your cock feels good!"

She was my porn star. I was in heaven. It didn't even take a week and I had the woman of my dreams. The whole thing got me too excited. I came hard in her and she wrapped her legs around me when she felt it.

"Cum for me, baby!" she cooed. "It makes me feel so good when you cum. I know I'm pleasing you."

I lifted my head and looked at her. "Have I ever not cum in you before?"

She smiled, "This is different. We've never fucked before."

My eyes widened and she winked at me.

"Don't worry. I'm not naïve. I know the difference. But we are going to make love once in a while too, aren't we?"

I kissed her lovingly. "I promise."

"By Jove, I think she's got it!" the TV said. I turned to see My Fair Lady playing.

We enjoyed our dinner shortly after and watched My Fair Lady after. I was amazed that she didn't mind watching it over and over. I didn't really mind that much either, knowing the effect it was having. Her reactions to it were obvious now and she soon found herself watching the movie while sitting on my lap with my cock up her cunt. I couldn't really see much with her body blocking my view, but what did I care. I just grabbed onto her tits and enjoyed the ride.

She said she was tired when we went to bed since she did all the work on the couch. She faced away from me in bed to make a point. I was still horny though and moved into her spooning her. My cock was hard and as I pulled myself in close I felt it push into her pussy.

"Jim . . ." she whispered.

I nudged in closer and my cock moved deeper. She wiggled and pulled away a bit. I pushed back gently. She pushed back against me to make me back off, but that only caused my cock to slip in even farther. Her ass pulled away and I slid out a bit. It felt great. I pushed back in, this time almost to the hilt.

"Jim . . ." she said again more urgently.

"Yes, baby?"

"Don't tease me. If you're going to fuck me then just fuck me."

I wrapped her in my arms and drive my cock in hard. One of her legs rose to give me better access.

"You're insatiable." she said, though she was having trouble talking.

"You make me that way."

"Squeeze my tits."

I did.

"Harder."

I did.

"God yes. Fuck me, lover. Fuck me hard."

I pounded away at my wife pussy. I wanted her to really enjoy this since she originally wanted to just go to sleep.

When the first "FUCK!" rolled off her lips, I reached around and frigged her clit. She went nuts. "Holy!" she screamed before losing her voice momentarily. I fucked her with circular thrusts so that my fingers could mimic the motion in her bush. "FUUCCKK!" she screamed as a second orgasm hit. That wasn't good enough in my books. I kept at her hard. She stiffened up and tried to stop what was going on. "Jim what . . .what are y . . .you . . .oh . . .my . . .fucking . . .l . ..l . . .FUUUUCCCCKKKK!"

I slowed the rhythm down after the orgasm peaked and let her come down off it easily. When she regained control of her body and breath she turned around and kissed me, trying to get her tongue as far down my throat as she could. I realized she was Thanking me.

"I love you!" she squealed. "I love you so much!" Then she froze and a worried look came over her face. "You . . .You didn't cum!"

"I got wanted I wanted." I said honestly.

"Oh no!" she exclaimed defiantly.

The next thing I knew her head disappeared beneath the sheet and the warmth of her mouth enfolded my cock. Liz had never ever sucked my off before, but now there was no way she was going to let me just go to bed after giving her an orgasm that powerful. I was amazed at how well she did it. She was a natural. Her hands complimented the motions of her mouth. She knew enough not to scrape hard or bite with her teeth. In just over a minute I came hard in her mouth. I expected her to pull off, but she held my cock in her mouth and milked it until all my cum was out. I hated the feeling as it slipped out of her mouth. A moment later her head reappeared next to mine.

"You didn't have to swallow." I said.

"I didn't want to clean up the mess you would have made otherwise." She replied matter-of-factly.

I had to laugh.

That was my first blowjob from my wife. The second one she gave me woke me up the next morning. I have to say that I really can't think of a better way to wake up than to open your eyes and see the sexiest woman you know bobbing her head up and down your shaft and smiling like she loves it.

After cumming in her mouth again, I went to shower. She got in shortly afterwards and coaxed my cock back to full erection so I could fuck her under the hot water. I was almost too tired to go to work, but I knew if I stayed she'd just wear me out some more.

It just got better from there. We fucked every night, sometimes several times. Her everyday attire changed. She began to dress so sexy it was like I had a new wife. When I drove my cock into her she yelled at me to fuck her like a whore and called herself a slut. She asked for it up the ass and I was surprised at how easily she took me. She pulled her ass cheeks apart to help me get in. And her blowjobs could make me cum in 2 minutes now, if she wanted, but she loved to tease my cock, keep me on the edge for a long time. When I did blow she either swallowed it up or pulled my cock free at let me spray all over her face and tits. She really loved that. The weird thing was that I thought all this would make her my sex slave but it was almost the other way around. She needed it and demanded it. Of course, I was always more than willing to oblige, but she would tell me to fuck her from behind or lie down so she could ride me or lick her. She knew just what she wanted and how she wanted it. I didn't mind letting her take the lead so long as I got off.

Then one night after she had totally exhausted me and I told we had had to quit for the night I woke up because of a noise downstairs. I turned to her and she was not in the bed. I crept quietly down and found her watching My Fair Lady and frigging herself like crazy. God, she was a sight. I watched for a long time before realizing I was jacking off, then just went down and shoved my cock in front of her face. When she saw it she just gasped with joy and swallowed it up, sucking like her life depending on it. I had to pry her off because I knew she wanted to be fucked. Although she HAD developed a big appetite for cum but, if I came in her mouth, there was no way she'd get the fucking she needed.

The other downside to all this was that she had become looser from all the constant fucking but I figured it was no big deal. Anyways, I decided to give the video back after that night. I could always borrow it again if she started to change back.

I went by Paul's office just before lunch the next day. He had already left to eat. I slipped inside and opened the cabinet where I saw him take it from. There was a stack of videos there. I skimmed through the titles. My Fair Lady (again), Lucy, Janice, Carol, Vanessa. Vanessa? She was Paul's secretary and she was hot! A stacked blonde who I knew wasn't hired for her typing skills. Had he made all these women watch the video? Since lunch had just begun, I went back and locked his door and slipped the tape in. Sure enough there was Vanessa entering his office on the screen.

"Do you need it?" I heard him ask.

"Yes, please, I need it." she replied her hand caressing her neck.

"What do you say?"

"Please, Sir. Fuck me? Fuck your little slut?"

Paul walked in view of the camera and started kissing her. It was intense and she moaned under his lips. I felt myself getting hard already. Vanessa unbuttoned his shirt and pulled hard to get it off. Her own dress fell to the floor reveal matching blue bra and panties.

"Oh god!" she moaned. "Your touch sets me on fire."

She pulled at his pants, dropping to her knees to get them off and then pulled off his underwear and sucked at his cock. She was a pro, licking his shaft and swallowing him down. She managed to deep throat all 9 inches of him which made him cum in her mouth. She swallowed it all. Then he had her lay down while he licked her pussy. She came three times from it before he let her up and I carefully watched his technique for pointers. By this time he was semi-erect and he had her suck him to full stiffness again.

"Where do you want it, slut?" he asked.

"My ass, Sir. Please fuck my ass! I love your big cock in my ass!"

He didn't waste any time, plunging his cock into her. She screamed but pushed her hips back against him. They took up a rhythm and fucked and fucked. She kept telling him to fuck her hard. She said she was his slut, his whore. She wanted to feel him cum. And he did, into her waiting ass. He pulled out just after and she quickly turned around and licked him clean.

I had grabbed some tissues off his desk by this time and jacked off into them. Removing the video, I grabbed another: Lucy. It occurred to me as the video started to play that Stephen, a colleague of mine had a wife named Lucy. A shiver went down my spine accompanying the thought and then the camera pointed at a door to a house and Stephen's wife Lucy opened the door. Her face lit up, "Oh god! You're here! I've been going crazy waiting."

She was grabbed by the hair and pulled into the house, but not by Paul, by Kathy. "Yeah, yeah, we know bitch." she spat. "Now shut up and drop to your knees. My pussy needs a good licking."

Lucy dropped eagerly as Kathy lifted her skirt up to reveal no panties and a shaved pussy. Lucy went to work immediately. My mind had not clicked on the implications yet, I was so mesmerized by the two women. Kathy undressed while Lucy licked her and her naked tits almost made me shoot my load. There was porno body if I ever saw one. She lifted Lucy up to her chest and Lucy immediately started sucking and caressing those puppies. God, I wanted to be Lucy right then. Then the camera moved along the room keeping the girls in frame and was placed on a table. Paul came into view.

"Kathy, suck my cock while the slut takes off her clothes."

"Yes, Sir." Kathy said and dropped to her knees. I noticed what a change overcame her. To Lucy she was the domineering bitch, but to Paul she was a servile slut. Lucy got naked and the girls engaged in a 69 with Lucy on top. Paul got behind her and shoved his cock in her pussy.

"Yes Master!" Lucy squealed. "Fuck my pussy. Your slut loves your big cock!"

"Shut up and lick my clit, bitch!" Kathy yelled and Lucy went back to work.

It was then that I noticed the clock on the wall 12:15, lunchtime. Lunchtime fucking Stephen's wife. And then it finally clicked. Shit! Liz!

I didn't bother to stop the machine. I was out of there and driving home, damn the speeding tickets. When I got there Paul's car was in the driveway. My heart was racing. I couldn't swallow. How could he have done this to me? I went to the window and looked in and couldn't believe my eyes. Liz was on her hands and knees sucking Paul's cock like a complete whore while Kathy pumped her pussy with a strap-on. As shocked as I was I was getting hard again. I turned away and replaced the feeling with anger. I stormed around to the front door and threw it open.

"Just what the fuck do you think you're doing?!" I screamed.

All three turned to me shocked. But then it was like a sigh of relief for them.

"Oh it's you, Jim." Paul laughed. "I was worried there for a sec. Close the door and come in."

I shut the door, stunned that he could be so casual about this.

"Liz! Stop sucking that bastard's cock! Right now!" I screamed.

Liz looked up at Paul who shook his head and she went back to sucking him, oblivious to me.

I couldn't believe it. "Get away from my wife you sick fuck or I'll-"

"Or you'll what, Jim? Punch me out? If you were going to you would have by now. Have a seat."

I sat down and only then I began to really worry what was going on. Why did I just sit?

"Now watch this and don't get up." Paul ordered.

Kathy continued to pump and I watched Liz have two orgasms before Paul unloaded his cum in her face and hair. She reached up and scooped what she could with her fingers and swallowed it. She was grinning from ear to ear. "Thank you, Master."

"Clean my cock, slut, but don't swallow it." He ordered and she did just that. "Now go share my cum with your husband."

Liz came up to me and started kissing me. I tasted Paul's cum. I wanted to push her away but couldn't seem to move my arms. I moaned with displeasure.

"Oh come now, Jim" Paul said. "You've tasted it enough times when you got home from work!"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "What have you done to me?"

"Hey, YOU watched the video."

"Only a couple times."

"More than you think. You just don't remember. That's how it works. The first time was the inducer. It wasn't the same video you brought home. And the porn I showed you afterwards made you go along with my plan. All the videos subliminally suggest that I am the Master and you should listen to me as well as do what I told you. So of course their only affect on me is to make me feel more in control. I've been giving you suggestions and making you forget things for sometime now. You don't even remember the lunches you spent in my office as Kathy's lapdog, licking her pussy and her feet, being spanked by her and fucked by her friend here." He gestured to her strap-on.
It couldn't be true, I thought. "You can't make someone do something against their nature!" I yelled.

"True." Paul agreed. "Lucky for us you're a closet submissive. Any doubts, look at you cock."

Liz opened my pants and my cock popped out. I was rock hard. Being put in this humiliating situation was turning me on.

Paul cast an evil grin, "I love your wife's cunt. It's so tight." And I suddenly realized why she had felt looser, why I fucked her ass so easily. He'd been feeding her that big cock for weeks now. I didn't want to think about the things I'd done. And then to make it worse he had Liz lay down on her back. He climbed over her, his cock just above her pussy. He, too, was rock hard from his display of power. He looked into her eyes, "What do you want, slut?"

"I want your cock, Master. Please fuck me."

"But your husband is right there? Wouldn't you rather have HIM fuck you?"

She shook her head, "He can't please me like you. He's so weak and useless, not a real man like you. I hate pretending to enjoy it when he fucks me. Please Master, fuck your horny slut. I'll do anything for your cock."

"You want to fuck in front of him?"

"Show him how a real man pleases a woman. Please, Master. I need you in me."

"Jim." he said, looking at me again. "Your wife wants me to fuck her but I feel I need your approval."

I couldn't imagine what game he was playing now. "Fuck you! You'll never get it!"

Paul smiled again. I hated that smile. "I will take your approval as a gesture. If you put my cock into this slut's cunt then I have your okay."

"I'll never do that!" I spat.

"Jim, come put my cock in your wife's cunt."

I got up off the couch and walked to them. It seems my mouth was the only thing I had control of.

"Stop this you asshole!" I screamed as I kneeled and grabbed his cock. So much bigger than mine. I guided him to my wife's pussy. She moaned on contact. I pleaded, "Please, don't make me do this," but my words fell on deaf ears. I started pushing it in, inch by inch. Liz was purring like a kitten.

When I got him halfway in he said, "Thank you for your approval, Jim. Now stand and watch. Don't move."

I stood and watched as he pumped faster and faster burying himself deep inside my loving wife. My cock was so hard it ached. I wanted to jack off but could move. Liz was rocking her head back and forth screaming, "Fuck me! Oh god yes! Yes! YES!"

Kathy came up gave my cock a long sensuous lick to torment me.

"He's used the video on you too, you know." I told her. "You're not really like this. I can help you escape him, be yourself again."

She laughed at me, highly amused. "Jim, darling, I've always been like this. Paul just told you that to get you to go along with his plan."

"Fuck!"

Liz was in heaven, screaming like a whore. I guess she WAS one now. Paul kept glancing over at me and smiling. At last he said, "I'm going to cum, slut."

Liz yelled, "Cum inside me, Master. Deeper than Jim ever has. Fill me with your cum. Please!"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing! She even looked at me when she said it. She was saying it to spite me to show me who owned her and how much. Then Kathy licked me again then and I nearly lost it. Paul unloaded into Liz's waiting pussy she came for the fourth time since he started fucking her. He pulled out and she licked him clean. When he got off the floor Kathy dove on Liz's cunt and started to lick Paul's cum out. I watched as my wife soon came again from this. Paul came up and grabbed my cock. I didn't realize he was aiming it.

"Wanna see a neat trick?" he asked.

I shook my head. He looked deep into my eyes and said, "Cum."

I came with such force I sprayed my own face. Paul laughed letting go and walked away.

"Ha ha. I love doing that!"

I could only imagine what would come next...

 
Posted : 29/11/2022 7:22 pm

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