College Love - Cuckold Family

[Captain6]

Great to hear you haven’t given up. It was a great story and I hope you finish it or perhaps keep writing. Thanks for the response.

[aniceguy77]

I slept like a baby that night. I woke up in the morning next to my beautiful Jenna. Although I felt rested, the previous night was a complete blur. I looked at her and my mind was a jumble of how we came to by lying next to each other. What was important at that moment however, was that we were together.

She opened her eyes and looked at me and smiled. "Hi honey," she said softly. "Sleep ok?"

I nodded.

"Good," she said sweetly. "Do you love me?"

Again I nodded.

"Good," she said smiling. "Show me...."

She said this as she pushed down on my head. This was our cute little way of waking up sometimes. It meant that she wanted me down on her. I smiled as I kissed my way down her athletic body. She positioned herself with me between her spread legs and threw the blanket off of the bed. As I kissed and kissed down her perfect belly and then to her shaven pelvis, something seemed different. A smell? Was it the texture of her soft skin?

She kept her hand on the top of my head as I got to my task. I would kiss all around her area first, occasionally licking and rubbing her skin with my face. Something was definitely different this time, but I was wholly concentrated on giving her her orgasm I couldn't quite identify it. As I slowly placed my tongue firmly on her private she let out one of her deep moans and slowly grinded further into my face.

She maneuvered her beautiful pedicured foot onto my groin as she often did while I was down on her and I pushed back into it as hard as I could. She grabbed my hair and moved my face up and down as she ground herself into me. Something was definitely different this time. She was a bit more forceful yes. She was also a lot more vocal as she was building and building toward climax. But, there was definitely a different texture to her: she was much more sticky. She also smelled a lot different. There was a masculine musk to her whole region that was completely unfamiliar.

As she built and built, she pulled her foot away. I took the opportunity to reach for my dick to give it a good tug. "Oh my god I'm close!" Jenna yelled practically ripping my head out of my head and giving herself a full-body workout riding my face into oblivion.

At the exact same moment as I touched my tied cock-cage and the flood of memories of yesterday's humiliation and subsequent cuckolding and shame came rushing back, Jenna came all over my face. "HOLY SHIT!!" she called out as her juices flooded my mouth.

I tried to pull away a bit, but she kept my face pinned where it was with her strong grip on my hair and her strong legs. I grabbed my locked dicklet and held it tight. I didn't know what else to do. Normally, I would be jerking it at this time. But with it straining against the tight cage, I felt that this was what I should be doing. At that moment, with my inability to get hard and my face crammed between my girlfriends perfect legs I realized what had happened.

That smell was Dennis's. The stickiness was Dennis's. That guy from last night had been here and he had her marked. I was here second. And with a locked-up semi pointlessly trying to get hard, you could say that only half of me was there.

Jenna let out a deep breath as she opened up her legs freeing me from their grasp. She pulled me up to her and gave me a deep kiss. "That was amazing honey," she said sweetly looking deep into my eyes. She had the look of utter contentment as I sat on my knees between her legs.

She laid back looking completely relaxed as she seemed to be both pondering something specific and thinking about nothing at all. I took the opportunity to look down at the pink prison locking up my little guy. It was red and swollen as it pushed against the strong metal. She came back to attention as she looked at me again. "Let's get cleaned up honey," she said with a big smile on her face. "We both have a big day today!"

I kind of smirked and gestured down at my locked dicklet. She seemed to have taken notice of it for the first time. "Oh! Look at it!" She said smiling. "It wants to come out!"

Again, I kind of smirked back at her and asked with a playful look, "Well?"

At first she looked back at me matching my playful look, but when she saw that I wasn't kidding her face got a bit more serious. "Yea right!" she said hopping off of the bed as she made her way to the bathroom leaving me there with an unfulfilled and locked semi.

I watched her perfect feet and ass walk away from me as I she called out to me, "Come on honey, shower... now."

I humbly got off of the bed and walked to the bathroom confused and dejected. She began running the water in one of those really nice, stone walk-in showers that were the size of a regular person's entire bathroom. Even though she had just woken up, had been fucked for hours the night before, and had just had a very intense orgasm, she looked incredible sexy. Without speaking we both got in. She handed me the soap and I washed her beautiful tan body. Since she waxed, everything was completely smooth. It was amazing.

She quickly did her own hair as I watch her finish. She handed me the soap as she got out. She watched me as I soaped my naked body. "You know what," she said as if an idea had just popped into her head. "You are gonna need a tighter cage. That one is too big."

I looked down at my locked penis. "What? Tighter?" I asked shocked.

"Yea Dennis and Mr. Johnson will not like that little semi," She said matter-of-factly. "You could stand a size or two smaller. Don't worry honey, I'll pick one out for you today while I'm shopping."

"You're going shopping?" I asked. "Well... what am I doing?"

"You," she said with a somewhat menacing smile, "You will be spending the day with my mother. She has much to teach you." With that she turned the water down to cold.

I jumped back and yelled, "Jenna! What the hell?"

"Five minutes of cold shower for you!" She said half laughing. "We can't let my mother see your semi. There's no coming out until it's gone."

I looked down at my receding cage, then I looked at my sexy girlfriend walking away from me with water droplets running down her beautiful body. She called out to me as she approached the huge mirror, "Oh and I would never let Dennis hear you speak to me that way," she said calmly but in all seriousness, "He won't tolerate you raising your voice to me like that."

She began combing her hair in the mirror. "Understand?" she asked for confirmation.

I stood there in the cold water with my dicklet shrinking back inside my body. "Yes Jenna..." I murmured with head hung low.

[aniceguy77]

I walked into the bedroom with my towel and dried myself. Sure enough the cold water and hard treatment from my girlfriend had did the trick and erased the existence of my would-be semi. I looked around the room and came to realization that I didn't pack anything. I even had no idea where were my clothes from last night.

I looked into the bathroom at my beautiful girlfriend getting ready naked in front of the mirror. Her body looked amazing. I felt a tiny tug on my cage, but nowhere near as before. "Uh honey, where are my clothes?" I asked somewhat sheepishly.

She turned around walked towards me, hips swinging. She glanced down at my shrunken nub. "Good the cold water worked I see!" she said smiling. As my naked girlfriend passed me she kissed me on the cheek. She went over to the drawer. "Well that was going to be the surprise," she said. "That's where I'm going today, shopping to get you some new clothes." She reached into her panty drawer and pulled out a pair of her boy-shorts. She handed them to me. "Here, these might be small on you, but they are only temporary." I grabbed them and looked down at them in disbelief. "Next time we are definitely shopping together," she said smiling, "But like I said, you and my Mom have a lot on your plate today."

I was still not believing what was happening. "But where are my clothes?" I asked again.

Jenna came up to me and very sweetly put her hand around my neck. Her naked body was gently rubbing mine. I could feel my cockcage brush up against her soft-skin. "Honey, a lot is going to change between us," she said looking me directly into my eyes. "After what happened yesterday, do you ever think we can go back to how we were?"

I sort of looked down a bit dejected. "You agreed to be my cuckold so that we can be together," she said sweetly. "That is going to mean some changes... and compromises." As she said this she ran her finger from the tip of my cockcage to the boy-shorts in my hand. "Mother is going to explain more. But for now... I'd bet you look sexy in my panties!" As she said this she grabbed my tight balls and gave me a smile.

It loosened the mood and I relaxed. I agreed and put them on. Honestly, they felt very smooth and soft against my skin. This is something I would never tell my friends, but something about wearing them felt... right? "Don't worry," she said walking over to the bed. "When I get back later today, I will have a lot more for you so you won't have to wear mine."

With that she laid down sprawled on her stomach on the bed. Her perfect ass was poised up a bit and pointing in my direction. It looked amazing; fit, athletic, with the perfect amount of bounce. She seemed to have gotten comfortable and nestled in. She paused a bit and then pulled her cheeks apart. She gave me the briefest of come hither with her finger and I took the cue we had developed back in college while we experimented a bit with some light D/s.

I took my newly pantied ass over to the nice big bed. I dove head first into her perfect ass and place my tongue squarely on her button. She moaned in delight. As I tongued her up and down and pushed inside her hole, she reached back and pulled my head into her.

Due to my cage, I barely thought of me. Licking her sweetly was all I could think to do. She moaned softly, but this wasn't for orgasm this time. This was something she had taught me to do while we played with my submissive side. She had a very strong streak in her and we felt this exercise brought us closer.

"Honey," she said as she crammed my head up her hole, "This is SO going to work!" I nodded in agreement.

Just then there was a knock at the door. We heard her mother through the door, "Morning honey! Is he ready?"

[adrian_carmen]

Your story is amazing.

[SteelRidge]

This story has a surreal quality as the protagonist is too accepting of what's going on.

If you had a flashback or two showing some predisposition to cuckery, that might make it more realistic in my mind.

[aniceguy77]

Your story is amazing.

Thanks again guys, there is more to come and I may go back and edit some as well.

[afagehi7]

This story has a surreal quality as the protagonist is too accepting of what's going on.

If you had a flashback or two showing some predisposition to cuckery, that might make it more realistic in my mind.

I have to say, I find the mother hot for some reason.

[sslave199]

Your writing is really good and this story concept is very gripping, if your enjoying writing it I think you should continue as it has so much potential going forward

[aniceguy77]

"One sec mom!" Jenna cried through the door.

I pulled my face from between her perfect ass cheeks and jumped off the bed. I quickly went into the adjoining bathroom and washed off my face. When I came back into the room Jenna hadn't moved as she was still relaxing. I stood there confused as if something was supposed to have happened. "Uh... so what's going on?" I asked.

"Open the door and go with my mother," she said giving me nothing to talk to but her perfect ass. "We already talked about this."

Standing there in my girlfriend's boy-shorts expected to open the door to her mother knocked some sort of clarity into my head , like coming out of a daze. What the hell was I doing?

"I'm not going with your mother! Jenna, I have no clothes!" I said with some newfound backbone. "Seriously, what are we doing?"

"You didn't seem to have a problem with it last night," she said still only give me her ass. "Of course, you were wearing that cockcage while you kissed my lover's cock, so I guess you weren't completely nude."

Last night's jumble of memories started to get pieced together again. I did do that didn't i? My self-identity, which had already been a bit fragile when I met Jenna back in college, what taking serious hits left and right. What kind of boyfriend was I? What kind of man was I? How had I changed so quickly?

All I could think to do was lash out. "Jenna, this is ridiculous!" I yelled. "I want my clothes back, I want this thing off of me, and I never want to you see that guy again!"

Jenna jumped off of the bed and walked right into my face. Her naked athletic body stood inches from mine. She looked me directly in the eye. She didn't have a look of anger or frustration, just stable strength. "Honey I love you, and I understand that you are upset. But since we have gotten to my parents house, you have lied to me now twice."

I went to speak, but she stopped me, "No. You spoke, now it is my turn," she said sternly. "You said that you'd love me and do anything for me, now this absurd lying streak is coming from I don't know where but it has to stop now."

Again, I struggled to speak but she simply put her finger over my lips. "On top of that," she said staring me directly in the eyes, "You have now raised your voice to me twice. Twice!" As she stared me down, I suddenly felt my animus drain. As my gaze soften and my eyes slightly lowered I felt the strangest sensation in my tied up appendage. It wasn't lust, but some other sexual trigger. Some awakening down there that had nothing to do with 'scoring a girl'. It was different. It was definitely something sexual, but something I couldn't quite put my finger on.

She walked past me toward the bathroom, her naked body looked amazing. "If you aren't a liar and actually do love me, you will see my mother. If have been full of shit this whole time, then I need to severely work on my judgement," she said calmly. As she entered the bathroom she turned to me. I hung my head in a mixture of confusion and shame. "Because I love you and care for you, and because I don't want to see you hurt," she said assuredly, "I will not tell Dennis about this." With that she slammed the door in my face.

"Jenna!" I cried with developing water in my eyes. I stood there dejected, confused, and cock-tied. What was I going to do? What was I supposed to do? "I'm sorry...." I half whispered and cried.

Just then I heard a voice coming from the open doorway. "Is everything all right honey?" It was Mrs. Anderson.

[afagehi7]

I hope he man ups and fuxks her mother like a dirty slut.

I'm probably in the minority on this one.

[aniceguy77]

I turned to look at her. She was standing there in nothing but a sheer kimono covering her amazingly fit body with a very thin bikini and sandals. She looked elegant and classy and even though she looked like she had money, thankfully not a bit gaudy. She also looked amazingly sexy. For being a late sexual bloomer, I was suddenly spending a lot of time around beautiful, sexy females, albeit I was effectively neutered and couldn't achieve an erection. But, it was still a nice change.

Mrs. Anderson spoke with grace, "I'm sorry honey, I heard some commotion and I came in. I didn't mean to invade your privacy, but it does look like you are a bit upset... and could use some help."

I stood in the middle of my girlfriend's room wearing nothing but her panties having her incredibly sexy mother offer me help. For whatever reason, her presence was calming and I felt no compulsion to hide or cover up. Her gentle look and speech made me feel comfortable as I stood there exposed and hurt.

"Jenna says...." I somehow managed to get out. "That I'm supposed to go with you."

"That's right honey," Mrs. Anderson said sweetly.

"Well uh... what are we going to do?" I asked with my head swimming in uncertainty and confusion.

"I thought it would be nice to show you around your new home," she said patiently. "Would you like that?"

With my head hung, I nodded a bit. She reached out her hand. I paused a bit before walking over to it.

I grasped it and it felt safe. "I like your panties," she said smiling. "I think that might be your fit!"

I smiled as she said this and the mood lightened. I held her hand as we left the room and started down the hallway. Right at the top of the foyer was the pylons. I remembered them. Another piece of last night came into focus. That was the place where Mr. Anderson and I were locked for several hours. Mrs. Anderson walked past them without mentioning them.

"I thought we might also talk a bit," she said releasing my hand but speaking calmly. "How would that be sweetie?"

I nodded in agreement.

"Firstly, I think you are doing fabulously," she said. "Jenna has always been a strong girl and I know how challenging that can be for some guys. Can you believe that in this day and age some men can't handle such a thing? A strong woman? Pathetic." This talk clearly was not a discussion. I felt compelled to only speak when required. Mrs. Anderson was also a strong woman, that was clear. She was in charge and I was smart to listen. "Of course there were always strong women, just as there always were supportive men. But society has a way of presenting only what it wants to at any given time. Reality be damned." She stopped and looked me in the face. "Am I right?"

"Yes Mrs. Anderson," I agreed with her.

She patted my hand as we walked. "That's why I like you honey, you are so smart." She continued, "Before, strong women were in a tough place. They only had two choices, deny who they were, which was personally unacceptable, or be openly strong, which was socially unacceptable." She seemed to be lost in thought a bit. "And yet they existed..."

[aniceguy77]

We came to the end of the hallway and entered into a beautiful two-story room with vaulted ceilings. The were huge windows everywhere that showed of the impressive acreage of the estate. The furniture as everything else in this house looked incredibly expensive. Mr. Anderson must make a ton of money.

She indicated to a hand carved mahogany table with elegant design. On top were a vase of beautifully arranged flowers. "See these flowers?" She pointed with interest. "They are called cloche bleue grivellea, and they are very rare. Do you like them?"

I nodded that I did.

"They are Mr. Anderson's and my favorites, we discovered them on our travels." She said smiling. "The thing is, they shouldn't be rare. They are quite healthy throughout their lives. With proper attention they produce very well and will stay bloomed for days, even weeks when cared for."

"They are very nice Mrs. Anderson," I agreed.

"The reason that they are rare my dear," she continued, "Is simply due to a silly hangup us humans have. Never quite cultivated like they should have been. You see those beautiful blossoms? They are all the females. They are the plants that stand strong and proud and give off that beautiful glow."

"I didn't even know plants..."

"Remember how I said that strong women were socially unacceptable?" she interrupted. "Well as horrible as it is, so were supportive males. For so long supportive males were seen as useless to society. Ineffectual. See those smaller plants next to the bloomers? The ones giving them support? Those my dear are the males. Without those males at the bottom, our beautiful daughters here would have no chance to shine..."

She looked at me to see if I was comprehending what she was explaining. "Mr. Anderson and I know our daughter will shine. But she can't do it alone sweetie..."

As she said this she walked toward the huge spiral staircase leading to the landing below. I couldn't help but watch her amazing ass through the sheer kimono as I thought about what she had said. "Follow me..."

She continued to show me the various rooms in the labyrinthine network of beautiful rooms. We stopped in a small alcove with a nice window to the pool. It had a crescent shaped sofa against the wall. "Let's stop here for a moment. There is more that I have to tell you."

She crossed her fit legs and held out her beautiful sandaled foot. "Take my sandals off sweetie," she said calmly.

"Uh... Why?" I asked sounding confused.

"Your question is an imposition," she said. "I have been very kind to you here. Now, you wouldn't want to impose upon me after I have given you so much? After all, I have given you my daughter."

That argument worked for me. I leaned over and started to take them off. "No no no," she said without sounding annoyed but also a bit disappointed, "When you remove a lady's footware you don't gracelessly bend over like a thug." She pointed down to the ground near her feet was able to convey her message with just a glance and the gesture.

I sat on my knees at her feet. Her strong legs were revealed behind her dangling top. She held out her sandal and I slid it off and placed it gently next to her. We repeated the act with the second. She seemed pleased and told me as much, "My aren't you a quick learner. I think you just might do."

She placed her perfectly pedicured foot squarely on my tied cocklet. All that separated them were my panties. Well, my girlfriend's panties. I felt a jolt of sexual energy shoot to my caged penis, but the trap held. She leaned back and got comfortable as she grinned down at her pantied quarry. She looked amazing and I would have given anything to have had her there. But, she was clearly in charge of the situation.

"Do you know what a hierarchy is honey?" she asked coolly.

I nodded affirmative, "Yes, we learned about them..."

"Mr. Anderson and I are firm believers in them," she interrupted. "The powerful are at the top as they deserve to be. We need strong leaders to guide us. We need those who can command respect to have the most power. Otherwise there is complete chaos." She continued to look down at me, "Don't you agree?"

I lowered my gaze a bit and nodded.

"But, don't get me wrong," she elaborated, "We need those at the bottom also. Remember the story of the flowers? Supporters are of some value also. They deserve some respect as well, different from the leaders of course, but some respect nonetheless." Her confidence was more than I had seen from someone, maybe ever. "Mr. Anderson and I had Jenna when we were both very young. This was before I found out that he was not a leader. During this time, we fought often. I would get upset with his ineffectualness and I was too young to express it properly. He was too weak to dominate me. This made him uneasy and he would often yell as a result." She seemed very relaxed relating all of this personal information as her beautiful foot remained squarely on my tied penis.

"Normally, new couples would relieve the stress with wicked bouts of sex, but Mr. Anderson is lacking the masculinity and strength it takes to have authority over a woman like me," she ground her foot in deeper and smiled, "As well as lacking in other important areas." She seemed to be lost a bit in thought before she continued. "You know, you remind me a lot of him. Trying to be strong, in control, but not cut out for it. Trying to be both a supportive male and a dominant lover. Confused about your masculinity and how you even got a girl like Jenna in the fist place. Am I hitting the mark sweetie?"

I lowered my eyes and looked down at her beautiful foot holding my crotch and by extension my body in check. "Well I don't..."

"You yelled at my daughter boy," she said somewhat sternly. "You raised your voice to her. You were confused and frightened and you lashed out at the one person who loves you most in this world. Good leaders don't need to yell. Ever. They have the strength and the power to have people follow them. You failed on both counts."

She raised her foot up and placed her extended toes on my lips, "You boy, are a beta support. You always have been and you will always be. Trying to be otherwise is how you got so upset. We can't have much more of that." She placed her foot back to its original position. "I don't expect your acceptance to be instantaneous, you will take some training as Mr. Anderson did, but if you want to be with my daughter, it will happen. As soon as you embrace your true self, you will find your struggles will be over." I felt a different sexual energy this time as she placed her foot. It wasn't the normal energy, it was similar to that which I had experienced earlier with Jenna in her room. Beta energy? Is that thing?

"Lucky for Mr. Anderson and myself," she said perking up a bit, "Our destiny wasn't down that horrible path of divorce or a life-time of frustrating resentment. We met a real leader, a real man. Mr. Johnson whipped my frustrated hubby into shape and taught us both that it was ok for him to be the supportive beta that he was born to be, and for me to well.... shine." She took her foot off of my crotch. "Now put my sandals back on so we can continue."

As I absorbed her message, I dutifully listened and attentively slid the first sandal into its place.

[adrian_carmen]

So intense feelings ...

[aniceguy77]

Mrs. Anderson continued to show me around the grounds. I got to see the beautiful pool area with its multi-level patios and gazebos, which I hadn't noticed last night. There was also apparently an exercise building with a spa adjacent to the pool area that I wasn't aware of either. All that I gathered that Mr. Anderson did professionally was something in finance, but that could be a lot of things. Regardless, they seemed absolutely loaded.

A few times I got the feeling that she was showing around a member of the family. However, more often than not, she seemed to be giving the tour to a new employee, or even pet. Given the one-sided nature of our power dynamic, I was very humble and simply follow behind her as would a new puppy.

We descended some steps from the back patio and we reentered a lower level of the house. "I think you find this next room familiar," she said calmly.

As we went through some double-doors and a large room opened up that I did recognize a bit. At first glance it was what I would call a very large and open finished basement, but I guess that's my middle class talking. There were armless sofas in somewhat random places, as in that they didn't necessarily face any particular direction. It was more like there were small areas for people to congregate but there didn't seem to be anything other than sofas, arm chairs and some end tables.

This was the room I was in last night, where I first saw my dear Jenna on her knees sucking off that guy. Now that I thought about it, I also saw Mrs. Anderson getting rammed by Mr. Johnson from behind. I couldn't help but picture both happening again as we made our way through the room.

I would love to be in this room with Jenna sucking me off like that. It had been a while for me. Looking at Mrs. Anderson she looked so damn sexy, I would love also have the same chance to do that that Mr. Johnson had. Is this why she had brought me to this room? Maybe all that stuff from before was just a set-up?

As we made our way to what could be considered the front of the room if the room were a theater was a small stage of sorts. It was a small alcove surrounded by mirrors. In the middle of the alcove was a single black table. But it wasn't just any table, it was a half-table half-doctor's bed? It was cushioned and might swivel.

"What do you think of our room?" she asked "It might look more recognizable to you like this..." And with that the room went dark except for several spotlights that came down from the ceiling illuminating only certain portions. "Of course, we can play with the lights," she said as she hit another switch. This time the room went dark except for the alcove with the table where we stood.

"Do you like it?" she asked.

"Uh... well yea it's nice," I sounded mystified. "Mrs. Anderson, what kind of room is this?"

"This is a very special room," she said smiling. "Where we... entertain." She looked at me with purpose for the first time since I had helped her put her sandals back on. "Take off your panties and stand against the table facing it."

Somehow I had never followed orders faster. The table was about groin high as my cock-cage was just about able to rest on it. Mrs. Anderson walked up behind me and showed me the key on her necklace. "Do you know what this is?" She asked?

Without waiting for an answer she pulled the necklace off and went to unlock my cock-cage. "I thought, that there was only one..." I murmured, "And that that guy had it."

"Oh no..." she whispered in my ear, "A mother has her secrets also." She reached down and unlocked the cage from behind like and expert. My tiny penis felt freedom for the first time that day. She gently placed the cage in front of me on the table. She reached from behind and produced a ruler. She gently lifted up my flacid penis and gave it a measurement. "One and a half..." She then had a small string and did the circumference. "By three when flaccid..." She walked away toward somewhere behind me. I began to turn to see where she was, "Oh don't move honey," she ordered, "I just need to see what we are working with. I will let you know when you can move."

I snapped back to facing forward with my now exposed, flaccid penis on the table. "Well I have good news," she said from behind me, "You don't quite qualify for micro penis status. You are close, but just a hair over." She walked up to the table and hopped up on it next to me. She crossed her sexy bare legs which were now about a foot from my penis. I felt a jolt of sexuality. She picked it up with two fingers and examined it, "Well I hope you understand why Jenna needs more right?"

"Well I don't know..." I stammered. "I mean, how big is that guy?"

"Oh? Are you interested in Dennis's cock suddenly?" She said looking up into my eyes. "Is that's what's on your mind?"

"No! That's not what I meant," I said flushed, "It just, that I mean, size isn't everything right? Uh... Mrs. Anderson?"

She looked back down at it, "Well firstly, you already met his cock, but if that is something that you are concerned about, I wouldn't worry, you will most likely be getting to know it much more intimately soon." She said this with and somewhat menacing smile. "As to your second question, no of course 'size isn't everything'... But a girl, especially a strong girl like Jenna deserves something to work with."

She jumped off of the table and walked over to one of the mirrors on the wall. I couldn't help to stare at her perfect ass as I contemplated her words. She opened up a secret compartment that was one of the mirrors to reveal a wall of various curios. Dildos of every size were arranged and hung in various fashions. There were vibrators and what looked like giant plugs were available for selection. There were a number of other toys, sexual in nature I would guess that I was unfamiliar with. Mrs. Anderson simply picked up small riding crop and walked slowly back to the table.

"Tell me..." she said somewhat sensually, "What did you feel when you saw my daughter on her knees at the feet of that stronger man last night?"

I felt a slight twinge in my penis. "I'm uh..." I stammered. "I'm trying not to think about it...."

"Why?" she asked. "Didn't she look content? Didn't she look natural fellating that apex of the male species?"

"Well, it's just..."

"It's just that you wish it was you," she said understandingly. She lifted up my small penis with the riding crop. "Reality son... can be such a bitch."

[aniceguy77]

She reached under the table and produced a small contraption. It was both handcuffs and an arm spreader. She walked behind me. It the state I was in I put my arms behind my back without prompting. She locked me up.

"I want to show you something," She said calmly. "I want to see how your react."

She walked over to a cabinet and came back with a computer tablet. She threw it down in front of me. "Jenna sent you a message on my phone. It's says 'For your eyes only honey!', but I'm sure she wouldn't mind if we took a look together," Mrs. Anderson went to activate the text message. It was a video message with a text title. The title read 'Hi honey! I am done shopping and I had to make a quick stop before heading home. We have a big night tonight!"

Mrs. Anderson hit play and i could suddenly see my Jenna's face. She appeared to be naked and to be in what looked like a gymnasium locker room.

Right after smiling her pretty smile into the camera, an monstrous cock came into view. Jenna lifted the snake with both hands, opened her beautiful mouth wide and as she looked into the camera took the cock in like a champ.

"What the hell?" I asked shocked.

"Oh," Mrs. Anderson said casually, "I guess she stopped to see Dennis at the gym first..."

My gorgeous girlfriend was going to town on his impressive cock right on the screen in front of me and I felt another jolt to my penis.

"What is she doing?" I cried out. "Why would she send this to me?"

Mrs. Anderson pulled herself close behind me and grasped my shaven, flaccid penis in her hand. It was small enough to fit entirely into her hand. I could feel her front grazing up against my bare ass. She held me tight, "Selfish still!" She scolded. "My daughter was thoughtful enough to send this to you during her busy day and all you can think of is yourself!" She tilted my head down with her other hand. "Look at this little thing in my hands? Do you think this commands respect, a baby penis and selfishness?"

I stared down at the little guy in her cupped hand. "She went out of her way to have Dennis record this video, to show you that she was thinking of you, and all you can bother to do is complain!" With that she tightened her grip on my cock. I felt another jolt. That began my erection. I could feel it start to stiffen little by little.

"Look at your beautiful girlfriend," Mrs. Anderson commanded. "Know that she took the time to do this for you!" I stared back at Jenna giving the Alpha an amazing blowjob. Mrs. Anderson jerked me as I marveled at her beauty, cock-filled mouth and all.

Mrs. Anderson could tell that I was getting excited. She pulled back and smacked my ass with the crop as she used her two fingers on my little penis. "For all your selfishness," she said firmly, "Your little erection tells the truth. You appreciate what she's done!"

With that, I was on the cusp of orgasm. Suddenly, Mrs. Anderson stopped. She stopped right before I would come. She knew exactly when to stop. My body shook in disappointment.

She walked away from me with blue balls and returned with the ruler. "Three and a half...." she said before using the cord for the circumference. "By, three and three quarters... It's not that different erect."

The video ended and I stood there exasperated. I tried to complete by rubbing against the table, but was unable.

Mrs. Anderson walked back to table and hopped back on it. She kicked off her sandals and laid her kimono on the table. Her perfected, bikinied body lay down right in front of me and my little erection. She flicked my tiny head with the end of the riding crop. "Seeing a beautiful woman give a superior man head gets you off doesn't it?" Mrs. Anderson said.

I nodded with my head hung low. "Seeing your girlfriend with that monster and how well she handled it impresses you, doesn't it?" She added. Again, I had to agree.

She kept playing with the tip of my penis head with the crop, which kept it a state of constant arousal, right next to orgasm. "I think I proved my point here today sweetie," Mrs. Anderson said assuredly. "Real men, Alpha men don't think this way. You are beta, support. You can get off by watching better men get what you can never have, respect, admiration, and submission of strong, beautiful women." She continued to play with my small erect penis as she hammered her point home. "You are lucky. Your sexual life is compatible with your beta personality. And your... meager offerings." With that she snapped the crop against my penis.

"Do you find me attractive?" Mrs. Anderson asked.

Water started to form a bit in the corners of my eyes. I nodded in the affirmative.

"What do you like?" She ask seductively. I hesitated a bit. She snapped my dick again. "Come, we have privacy here, just say what you are thinking!"

I just started blurting, "You are crazy beautiful. You have an amazing body. Your tits and ass are absolutely perfect." She smiled with each compliment.

"Do you want me?" She asked.

I nodded furiously. I would have given anything to have had her right then. Instead she jumped off the table and pulled up behind me. She pulled me close and whispered in my ear, "And yet, you never will..." With that she grabbed my tiny penis and it began squirting. She immediately released her grip and allowed, or rather forced my orgasm to complete without further stimulation. I was desperately rubbing the table to avoid a ruined orgasm. Thankfully, it wasn't quite ruined, but it was close. Regardless, it was nowhere near to fulfilling.

Mrs. Anderson laughed to herself a bit, "Well, we know that it works." My tiny erection was still spasming as it dripped its last few drops. She maneuvered the crop to pick up a fair portion of the meager leakage. She raised it to my face. "Open up." I followed her command without thinking. She put it into my mouth. It was warm and salty.

"Good boy!" She said sounding impressed. "Is that the first time you tasted male cum?" I hung my head low as I nodded. "I see... Well, it won't be the last."

She affixed a collar on me. Then she took a towel and wiped up what was left on the table and squeezed whatever remained out of my drained little guy. It had shrunken up to even smaller than it was before. She looked down at it, "Well honey, it looks pretty spent. I guess I wont be having to put the old cage on, now will I?" She put her sandals and the kimono back on. "Jenna says that you are a one-and-doner. That makes sense for a beta. And thankfully it save me time." She started to head off the stage. "Follow me boy," she said with a tinge of derision.

I follow closely behind Mrs. Anderson. My hands were bound behind my back, my neck was encased in a leather collar, and my mouth tasted like cum, but I still couldn't help and stare at her amazing ass.

"I'm disappointed in you," she said, "You showed a little promise, but you still have so far to go."

I raised my head up a bit, but then lowered it. "Let's recap shall we?" she said as we made our way through the house. "First, you yelled at my daughter several times and made absolutely no attempt to apologize. Second, you claimed to be man enough for my daughter which is clearly not the case. So you lied as well." I humbly followed without saying a thing. "Then, when you finally are honest, it's because you like the sight of my daughter with an Alpha's cock in her mouth. Pathetic. If that weren't enough, you covet her own mother in her own home enough to achieve the sissiest of orgasms. Believe me I definitely won't be telling Mr. Johnson about that. There's no telling what he would do to you, not to mention your tiny balls. And yes, the whole thing was video recorded." I must have looked so dejected trailing behind her taking all of this in. "And to top it off, it turns out my daughter is dating a cumsucker."

With that we had arrived at the pylons outside of Jenna's room. "On you knees," Mrs. Anderson commanded. My face was inches from her crotch. All that separated me from what I assumed was her perfect pussy was a very thin bikini bottom.

She fit the chain through my collar and the mechanism on the ground. "Do you have anything to say to me?"

I simply hung my head in defeat knowing that I would never question her again. "I'm sorry Mrs. Anderson..."

With that she pulled the chain and I wound up in the fetal position with my head between my knees completely naked. My penis had receded to the smallest it had ever been and my bare ass was up in the air.

"Good answer." She said as she walked away. "Perhaps you are trainable yet....."

[Bullcucky]

Wow, that is one of the best stories I have ever read. I couldn't stop even though I had things to do and now sitting here with an aching hard on!

[SteelRidge]

I like the story, but if it was me, I'd be walking out.

Gee Jenna, I guess I don't love you enough to be caged and chained up. Have fun with your loser "bull".

[aniceguy77]

I sat there confined in a fetal position for what seemed like hours. As I kept running the days events with Jenna's mom over and over, time took on an ephemeral quality. My brain was in a type of space where I was neither awake, nor sleeping. My brain having been flooded with beta energy, seemed to have lapsed into some sort of beta brain space.

Eventually, I heard someone coming, although I could not see who. Someone was lowering Mr. Anderson next to me. I could see him get into fetal position and I saw his chain get pulled through the hook. He turned his head from me as the lock clicked. This must be some sort of cuckold holding area I thought.

Whoever had dropped him off walked up behind me. I felt a bare foot run from my shriveled penis and settle on my bare ass. "Tonight is a big night for you," spoke Mrs. Anderson. "Tonight you will prove your love for my daughter and further submit to your life as a cuckold." She spoke calmly without a hit of her frustration from earlier. "Dennis will be your Bull as you are dating, when you soon become engage, and as well as when you take Jenna as your bride. You should be proud, he is an excellent Bull, just as Jenna will make an amazing partner. Show us what an amazing cuckold you can be tonight. Remember what we talked about today. Address your Bull as 'Sir', follow every command, and show the support that my daughter deserves, and you will be fine..."

With that I could feel her foot leave my bare ass, as her message rested my mind. A lot had changed in a short period of time. A lot of what Mrs. Anderson said had made sense. I honestly did have a lot of problems with erections, even with Jenna who was smoking hot. I did find myself getting frustrated around her, seemingly for no reason. As I thought about it, I did notice how she often looked disappointed after we had sex and how we had slowly gotten away from intercourse and blowjobs and moved toward me using my mouth more and more. As I remembered my beautiful girlfriend with that cock in her mouth, that wasn't mine, I felt a small beta surge in my penis. That must be proof. I was born to be a cuckold.

As some time passed again I heard someone come up behind us. "Hi honey!" it was Jenna whispering. She began to undo the lock and detach the chain. She unlocked the cuff and arm spreader and left them on the ground. She helped me up, "Come with me," she whispered as we went into her room. She helped me gingerly into the big bed and I laid down naked. She quickly stripped and got in.

When she held me against her naked breast I just started sobbing. "I'm sorry..." I whimpered. She held me tight and gave me sweet assurances. I could feel my shriveled penis rubbing against her perfect legs, but no erection was coming. All I felt was sorrow for not being the man she needed and guilt for not treating her like she deserved.

She was very sweet and let me cry into her amazing breasts. I felt extremely close to her and devoted to her at that moment as she understood how difficult this was for me. Yesterday, I had been her boyfriend meeting the parents, by the end of the night, I would be an obedient, loving cuckold in chastity.

Mrs. Anderson was right, I was extremely lucky to have found her.

[adrian_carmen]

This story has so much emotions

[aniceguy77]

We must have fallen asleep as we seemed to have to woken up at about the same time. It was getting dark out. We were both naked in her bed. I was still flaccid.

We looked into each other eyes with loving devotion, "Hi honey," she said sweetly planting a kiss on my lips. We looked at each other in the eyes again and then went in for a much more passionate kiss. It was one of the most passionate kisses we had ever had. After it was over, she rolled over and checked her phone. She seemed to change gears and spoke with purpose.

"Get up honey, we need to get ready," she said hopping out of bed. Her perfect ass bobbed a bit as she walked to the bathroom. I followed her. "Here, we need to get that collar off for now." I turned around and she undid it. "Hop into the shower," she commanded. "Get cleaned up. You will see a new razor and lotion in there for you. You need be hairless from the head down. Let me know if there is anywhere you can't reach."

I dutifully listened. I had kept a decent shaving routine up till then anyway, so this was not all that different. As I shaved around my tiny penis, I marveled at how soft I stayed. I mean I had already dribbled today once, but with my beautiful naked girlfriend just feet away from me getting ready, you would think something might happen. But, as it turns out, nothing did. I stayed soft as we both got ready for this evening.

"So," she called out to me as she got ready, "Did anything interesting happen with my mother today?"

Suddenly, a shot of terror rang through me. What did her mother tell her? What was I supposed to say? Should I come clean and tell her that I squirted with her mother's hand around my penis? I tried to stall for time, "Well... we talked a lot. And she showed me her flowers..."

"Really? That's nice," she said from around the corner. "Anything else?"

I was starting to panic a little. "And I saw the exercise building... seemed nice..." I turned toward the wall of the shower and tried to almost hide in the corner I was so nervous.

Suddenly the water turned off. I turned around to see Jenna standing there. "You know you can just tell me that my mom made you sissy squirt and that you ate cum for the first time."

I stood there naked, shaven and shocked. "Don't worry honey," she said reassuringly, "Mother and daughter hold no secrets in this house. I'm just mad at her for not letting me there the first time you tasted cum. I mean, I missed you tasting yours, but there will be other firsts soon to come so, I guess I can stand to lose that one."

I must have looked confused and frightened. She looked me up and down. "Come on out, you look adorable all shaven," she said sweetly, "But now we need to get you dressed."

When I got back into her bedroom, there were several new pairs of boy-shorts laid out on the bed. There was also a small wrapped package. She handed it to me, "Open this one first."

I unwrapped the package and inside was a brand new cock-cage. "It's the smallest one they had," she said smiling. She hurriedly took it out of the box and began to fiddle with the components. "It's also pink, which I LOVE!" she said grinning ear to ear. She manipulated the device like a pro and had the ring around me in no time. She quickly, placed on the headpiece and it snapped into place. It was tight, very tight. She took at step back and looked at her handy work. "It looks perfect!" she said excitedly. She reached back onto the bed and got out a brand new lock. She fit it through the hole. She looked me directly in the eye, "I love you honey." And with that, CLICK.

She dangled the keys in front of me, "One for Dennis, and one for safe keeping..." she said winking at me. "Now, let's see that it works." With that she got down on her knees at my feet. She pretended to give me head. She started kissing the cage and my locked balls sweetly. I felt a tinge of sexual energy ignite there, but no change in erection. She stood up satisfied and turned her perfect ass to me. She rubbed my locked cage up and down her perfect ass. She then pushed back to simulate sex. Again she turned to examine it. Again, there was a slight sexual feeling, but no change in erection. She grabbed my cockcage tight and pulled up real close to me and whispered in my ear, "Dennis is going to fuck the shit out of me and you are going to helplessly watch..." Just then I felt a major jolt to my locked penis. It even moved a bit despite being confined to it's metal prison. Jenna pulled back and put her arms around my neck, "Well that seemed to do something," she said smiling, "And no cage is perfect."

She kissed me on the cheek seemingly satisfied with my new cage. "Here, let's pick out your panties," she said excitedly.

I looked down at the selection. "Jenna," I asked calmly. "Why panties?"

"Well, in this house you might call it a cuckold tradition," she answered. "The men of this house, Mr. Johnson and Dennis certainly don't feel threatened by the cuckolds, they just... feel like if the glove fits. Do you know what I mean?" I guess I sort of did. "Plus," she said continuing, "Much of the time the cuckolds are naked. Panties are only sometimes." She said this as if it were obvious and made complete sense. To me, I guess it was starting to in a way.

She handed me some light purple ones that I tried on. She seemed to think that they were perfect. "Some cucks wear thongs," she said, "Sometimes you might. I just think that for now, boy-shorts are the way for us to go." She stepped back and looked at me with my cock tied and my ass pantied. "You look perfectly adorable!" she said beaming. "You are going to do so well tonight!"

She went back into the bathroom and put on a very small bikini that made her body look amazing. "Tonight is pool night," she said answering my unasked question.

I watched her get ready. "Uh Jenna," I asked sheepishly, "How come I never speak with your dad?"

She kept applying makeup, "That's a fair question," she answered. "Honestly, he doesn't have anything to tell you. You and I are here to build our relationship. True, my mother can give some advice, but really this is about us... and Dennis." She saw that his name brought some confusion to my face. "You see, we are Dennis's first real cuckold couple." She saw that I was very confused. "I mean don't get me wrong, he has turned plenty of boys into cuckolds, and plenty of girls into sluts, as he still does, but we are a little different for him."

"He fucks other girls?" I asked. "Are you ok with that?"

Jenna laughed, "Of course he fucks other girls silly! He's an Alpha, a Bull. His seed is what us girls go crazy for." Again I must have looked dumbfounded. "And I would love for it to be only me he fucks, but that is just a ridiculous fantasy. A guy like that should fuck as many girls as possible. I mean honey, I'm ok, but there is no way a guy like him would be satisfied with just me. He has a lot of oats and they deserve to be sown."

I still must have looked confused. "You met him last night," she explained further. "But you have not seen yet what he can do to me, what place he can take me to. After you witness that, you will understand. Dennis is not for one woman. We are just lucky when he chooses us..."

Strangely enough, this information sent a beta pulse to my locked dicklet. "So uh... what are we to him?" I asked.

"Well," she said thinking as she spoke, "You might think of us as his first real project. Like I said last night, Mr. Johnson owns my parents, so by extension his son... owns us." She paused a bit before continuing, "You and I will have a prosperous relationship filled with joy, love, and companionship. But for this to work, we both need to acknowledge that a Bull controls our relationship. He deserves our complete respect. He has offered to take many burdens off of us. He will prevent us from conflict, shoulder the masculine pressures that so many modern couples crumble under, and give us progeny."

"You mean," I asked, "He's going to have our kid?"

"He's going to give us kids," she said starting to sound serious, "Don't be so selfish in the face of his gift to us." She took a breath as she finished putting her hair into a ponytail. "Anyway honey, we are getting ahead of ourselves."

She wrapped a sheer shawl around her waist and fit into some cute flip-flops. She held my hand as I stood there with a locked dick and head hung. "All you have to do tonight is remember what my mother told you, do exactly as your told, and always address him a 'Sir'." She kissed my cheek and flicked the tip of my cage with her finger.

"Now," she said sweetly, "Let me see a smile."

She raised my chin and I relaxed a bit. "Time to make you officially a cuckold." she said as we walked out the door.

[aniceguy77]

We walked down the beautiful hallway hand in hand. The thought of wherever we were going, to do whatever that might be made me incredibly nervous.

“Are you alright?” Jenna asked sweetly.

“Actually Jenna,” I said humbly. “I'm pretty scared right now.”

She appreciated the honesty. She thought a moment before speaking, “That's actually a good thing honey.”

I must of sounded confused, “It is?”

“Yes,” she said assuredly, “You should be a bit scared. Dennis is no joke, and he doesn't take talk-back or any type of resistance very well. Like Mr. Johnson said, 'he's still learning control.'” She held my hand as we walked, “A lot of power is good for a Bull, but Dennis is still getting a handle on his. You remember last night when he smacked you. I never want to see that again...”

“Well, what do I do?” I asked.

“I would use it,” she said helpfully. “Your fear that is. Use it to stay submissive. Use your fear of him to stay compliant, that way there will be no misunderstandings. He will treat you as insignificant if you behave that way.” She seemed to be piecing a puzzle together as she spoke. “Now how he treats me might be a bit more difficult to deal with. Dennis can be... a rough lover. DO NOT do anything to stop him. Everything that he throws at me I can handle, trust me,” she said kissing my cheek.

We finished descending the stairs and were making our way outside to the pool. “When we get there, present me to Dennis. Ask him if there is anything that you can do for him and then just follow orders for the rest of the night.” We stopped about twenty feet from the others. She looked me directly in the eye and kissed me on the lips. “Whatever happens, she said, “I love you.”

We approached the group hand in hand. Dennis was again reclining on a pool chair. Mr. Johnson and Mrs. Anderson were standing by the pool bar. Mr. Anderson, who I hadn't seen since last night was standing nearby at attention like a stone statue. He was wearing only his cock-cage. Everyone got quiet as we approached. There was an air of expectation.

I walked up to Dennis with my beautiful girlfriend. He was wearing swim trunks this time. His body was ripped. Jenna looked a little nervous. I was personally scared shitless, but I took her advice and pushed ahead.

“Well if it isn't the little wimp?” Dennis mocked. He stood up with his muscular frame in front of us. The contrast between his Greek statue like body and my meager frame was considerable. Which of us were the superior physical male specimen would be in doubt of no one ever.

The humiliation was almost overwhelming. I was to present my beautiful, athletic girlfriend to this Alpha Bull who had easily kicked my ass last night. All the while with a caged penis and panties! I looked over at Jenna, she looked amazing in her skimpy bikini and cute sandals. She was to be his.

I decided then and there that there was no way out but though. “Uh Sir...” I said meekly. “Here is Jenna, my girlfriend. She's yours.”

Jenna beamed from ear to ear as I led her to the Bull's arms. She wrapped her arms around the Alpha and he fondled her perfect ass as they kissed on the lips. At that moment, she was no longer mine. She had been passed both literally and symbolically. I was submitting my rights as a lover to the superior male.

There was a smattering of applause from Mrs. Anderson and Mr. Johnson. I sheepishly spoke up, “Uh, is there anything I can do for you Sir?”

Dennis put his strong hand on the nape of my neck. “Listen boy,” he said assuredly. “I don't want to hear anything from you unless I ask. Understood?” He didn't wait for an answer, “Why don't you sit your bitch-ass over there and I will let you know if I need you.” He indicated to the ground nearby. I quickly retreated to the indicated spot and knelt down in a submissive manner on my knees at attention.

He also sat down, but he sat down in a big lounge chair with my near naked girlfriend on his lap. He rubbed her sexy legs as he relished his prize in front of everyone.

“Well,” Mrs. Anderson spoke up, “This calls for a toast!”

With that the four non-cuckolds raised their glasses and cheers each other. Apparently, Mr. Anderson and I were only passive objects at this gathering. We were submissive devices forced to watch four great looking, fit people have a wonderful time. The chastity and submissive mindset ensured that.

I lowered my eyes as Jenna and Dennis were enjoying each other and settled in for a long night.

After about half an hour of them swimming and partying Mrs. Anderson walked over to me. She sat down on the lounge chair next to me. “You did excellent this evening,” she said approvingly. “It seems like my lesson took.”

“Yes Mrs. Anderson,” I said humbly.

“You have a lot more to do this evening,” she continued, “But Mr. Johnson and I think that you will make an excellent cuckold to Dennis and Jenna.” She rubbed my head as one might a puppy. “Now, there is something you need to do.” She indicated to doorway adjacent to the pool. “Go right in that door and there will be a bar. Please be a dear and get us some more refreshments.”

“Yes Mrs. Anderson,” I quickly picked myself and made my way to the door. Once inside there was a bar and a very pretty girl behind it. I had never seen her before, but I guess she had been there the whole time. How many people were on this estate?

“Uh, hello...” I began slowly, “Mrs. Anderson-”

With that she cut me off and handed me a tray with drinks. She smiled and somewhat devious smile and pointed for me to leave. When I hesitated a bit she pointed again with greater purpose.

“Thanks...” I mumbled as I opened the door back to outside.

“I like your panties!” she called out in a cute tone of mockery. I suddenly remembered what I was wearing.

I looked back but kept on going about my task. Whoever she was, she definitely held me in low regard.

When I got back to the pool everyone was gone except Dennis and Jenna. They were making out on one of the large cushioned lounge chairs.

As he was sucking on her bare tit, she looked over to me and pointed to the ground next to them. She had the briefest of smiles for me and then turned her attention back to the Bull.

I put down the tray and knelt next to them on the chair. He had Jenna sit up on her knees on the chair and he stood up straddling it. Jenna ripped down his pants and out popped the snake from before, only this time it was rock hard. It stuck out from his body a solid nine inches and looked strong as a piece of iron. Jenna looked at me, smiled and then dove face deep into his cock.

I could feel a slight tinge in my tied dicklet. It probably was a good thing that we got a smaller size, otherwise my semi would be busting through. But, having been effectively neutered, all I could do was marvel at them together.

She furiously rubbed her exposed tits as she looked up at her conqueror. With her other hand she worked the base of his cock as she took in as much as she could with her beautiful mouth. She gave him those eyes you give an Alpha when you are overflowing with respect. I personally, had never seen those eyes, but it seems like he was able to enliven a side of Jenna that I had never known existed.

He grabbed her hair a the pony tail and forced his cock in and out. “That's a good slut! Take that cock!” He yelled as she blew him. I had never said anything remotely close to that. I certainly would never call her a slut, but with him, it just seemed to turn her on more and more.

I could feel my cockcage tingle more and more as the Bull face-fucked my girlfriend and I simply watched helplessly. This man had power I would never know, that much was clear.

She looked up and loosed her grip as he took control and simply used my girlfriend's pretty mouth as a hole that he was furiously pumping. Suddenly he pulled out and roared as he exploded his load all over her naked chest. His body shook as thick globs of cum emanated from his healthy cock and covered my loving girlfriend in his spunk.

She seemed to orgasm at the exact same time as she rubbed the inside of her legs in ecstasy. I just marveled at the amazing blowjob that they had both taken part in. I was nowhere near able to do that.

Dennis rung the few remaining drops onto her nice tits. He stood up with his engorged cock hanging thick and low. He had the air of the man who owned the room and deserved it. “Get her a towel cuck,” he commanded me.

I looked around and quickly found one and handed it to Jenna. “That seems like sort of waste lover,” she said seductively.

He laughed a bit, “Well, don't worry,” he said, “There's plenty more where that came from. And I want his first to come from somewhere a little more... special.” The both chuckled. “Stand up cuck,” he ordered. “Put both your hands on this chair.”

I follow his command which cause me to be slightly bent over. He pulled down my pants exposing my bare ass. He got sharpie from a table and put a slash down my left cheek. He pulled my pants back up.

“What's that for?” Jenna asked.

“I'm going to keep score,” Dennis said confidently, “Every time I come in or on his girlfriend tonight, he gets a mark.”

Jenna chuckled a bit, “Well in that case, bring the marker.”

“Right, bring the marker cuck,” he directed to me. “Now how about we hit up the spa?”

[aniceguy77]

I put the marker into my boy-shorts as the Alpha picked up my naked girlfriend. I followed behind them as they walked over to the nearby exercise building. Seeing my beautiful girlfriend carried in his muscular arms sent a beta shock to my tied penis. It seemed that tonight would be constant lowering of my existence as an traditional man. "How low does this go?" I wondered.

We entered the beautiful detached spa and Dennis laid my girlfriend down on one of the cushioned benches. The building had an exercise area to the right and a large shower room to the left. We were in the middle, which was a sort of wealthy person's locker room. There were lots of plants and windows, but the room was very private.

Jenna hopped up, "I'll be right back honey," she said to him kissing him on the cheek. She ran down the hall and activated the shower head so that we could both still see her wash herself off. Her body looked amazing.

Dennis for his part, pointed to the ground near the cushioned bench that she had just gotten up from. I instantly knelt where indicated. He looked into one the the full length mirrors and admired his cock a bit. Damn, I thought, some guys are just lucky.

Dennis sat down on the bench near me. He didn't acknowledge me as Jenna came walking back. Her body looked amazing as the water dripped off of her fit figure.

She immediately sat on her knees right next to me and lifted his cock and took it into her mouth. It was inches from my face as she diligently reanimated his impressive dick. "Hold her hair bitch," Dennis commanded. I listened and held her hair back as she went up and down on his shaft. She occasionally looked up at him with her beautiful doe eyes.

With a minute or so he was already rock hard again. He swatted my arm away and grabbed her hair. He pushed himself upon her a few times and then pulled her off.

He stood up and easily lifted my girlfriend off of the ground. He placed her gently on her back on the bench. Her legs were spread and her feet were up. He positioned himself between her legs.

He looked down at me with derision. "I've been fucking your girlfriend for a while now," he said in a cocky, but earned tone. "But I think it's time we really make you a cuckold."

Jenna looked at me on my knees next to her Bull. She gave me a sweet smile and then rested her head back down on the bench.

"Take my cock in your hands," he said calmly. "And then guide me into your girlfriend. You will be a part of your cucking."

"What?" I asked out shock.

He smacked the back of my head, "Now!"

Without thinking I grabbed his thick cock and aimed it at her beautiful pussy. It was so heavy in my hands.

He moved himself closer so his considerable cock-head was just on the tip of her shaven lips. My humiliation was total and my defeat complete as I sat cock-tied and helpless as the Alpha prepared to take her right in front of my eyes.

He laughed a cocky laugh, "Well this was too easy," he said. "You ready to make your little boyfriend a cuck?" he asked her.

Jenna nodded and then started, "I love you hon..."

Without letting her finish he drove his shaft deep inside her. She let out a loud gasp that was definitely part pain and part surprise.

"Oh my god," I said as his thick cock stretched the shit out of Jenna like I had never seen before. She grabbed her tits as she adjusted to the massive member thrusting in and out of her.

Dennis kicked me aside as he got a better grip of her legs. I positioned myself next to Jenna as she was getting rammed. She reached out her hand and I grabbed it. I held her hand as the beast above her thrust his powerful hips violating her internally deeper and deeper with each drive.

Her noises turned from the initial pain to incorporate more and more carnal pleasure. She was making noises I had never, ever heard her make. Her pleasure was deep, intense and came from a place I had never known existed.

Dennis seemed to simply be fucking a hole with animal-like passion that I also had never known. He pulled her legs and hips down on his cock as his entire shaft entered my girlfriend with little to no thought of how she might feel. He was her fucktoy and that was clear to all.

Jenna had to release my hand she was getting fucked so hard. Her body was his plaything and he was strong. Finally, he seemed to be getting near completion as Jenna's screams got more intense.

He let our a loud roar as he unloaded deep inside my girlfriend. Jenna's screamed in ecstasy as her body seemed to spasm all at once. Her body bucked as she flexed muscles I had never seen. She reached out for my hand and squeezed it to the point of pain as she had the most intense orgasm I could imagine was possible. They had simultaneously made fucking magic.

Their mutual orgasm seemed to last a full minute as they looked into each other eyes. He looked at her with some sort of powerful animal lust or that of at a conquered prey. She looked at him with supreme gratitude and submission. I looked at both of them with shock and awe.

He slowly lowered her back onto the bench as she had gotten a bit lifted during the experience. He slowly pulled his thick cock out and Jenna let out another loud gasp as he was fully out. He wrung the last of his juices around the entrance of her now gaping hole. He seemed satisfied as he surveyed the scene. He had a fucked slut on her back filled with her with his sperm and a cuckold in chastity staring at him with complete amazement. He was the unquestioned king.

He grabbed my hair and pulled me between her spread legs. He didn't have to pull hard as I knew where he was leading me, but the gesture was loud and clear. "Look at that," he said pointing at my girlfriend's gaping pussy. "Whose is that?"

Jenna looked up at me. I hung my head in defeat, "That's yours Sir," I said meekly.

"That's right," he said confidently. "Now clean it up!" With that he smacked the back of my head.

I dove head first into her used pussy and put my tongue square onto the biggest glob he had left. It tasted salty and warm. Jenna laid back down satisfied, "Good job honey..." she said trailing off in contentment. I kept to my task licking and cleaning all that I could find. She would push more out of her and I would clean it up as quickly as I could.

I felt my boy-shorts open as Dennis pulled out the marker. He pulled my panties back exposing a bit of my ass and made another mark.

"Well, that's two down," he said matter-of-factly as he walked off to the showers.

[afagehi7]

I wonder if there are any real Dennis out there. A guy who is just so hot hung and alpha that women just fall all over and want him. Like a super stud. Azstag sort of and there was a guy who had a thread on the hotties he's fucked viewtopic.php?f=9&t=32778

[aniceguy77]

I wonder if there are any real Dennis out there. A guy who is just so hot hung and alpha that women just fall all over and want him. Like a super stud. Azstag sort of and there was a guy who had a thread on the hotties he's fucked viewtopic.php?f=9&t=32778

I'm not sure that hung will always get the ladies attention, but I have known guys that seemed to get girl after girl after girl. Whether the Alpha thing is all it is portrayed to be is another matter, but they certainly were assertive and did not back down from a challenge

Naturally, I am jealous as hell

[aniceguy77]

Jenna sweetly rubbed my head as I continued to clean her. Her body and her affect were completely relaxed.

The almost sweet combination of their juices and the smoothness of her skin were my only experience as my brain pushed aside the complete emasculation I had just been exposed to. To save my sanity, I needed to focus on my immediate senses. Their taste, her feel, and the void between my legs were all that I knew at that moment. My masculinity was gone.

The trance was broken by Jenna's voice, "You were amazing honey," she said almost purring. She pushed herself down on my face a bit. "Concentrate on me now," she said as she pulled my hair a little. I obeyed and went to the task that I was familiar with and put my tongue square on her clit. She let out a soft gasp.

I proceeded to please her as I knew I could as she proceeded to grind my mouth. It did not take long. More of her juices entered my mouth as she had a very quick, but passionate orgasm. Her body got taught and her grip on my hair got tighter as her body got tense and then relaxed. It was not as intense as the one she had just experienced with Dennis, but it seemed more intimate as she sat up on the bench and held my face as I knelt between her legs.

"You are awesome," she said as she kissed me on the lips. She stood up and walked right past me into the shower with Dennis.

I watched as she wrapped her arms around his strong neck as they embraced. She held up his considerable cock and looked into his eyes, "I love this thing ," she said smiling.

He just laughed and smack her ass. "Yea? No shit," he said somewhat playfully.

I reached down into my panties to make sure my penis was even still there. I quickly looked down and sure enough there it was, locked in its pink cage. Jenna had never said anything remotely similar to me. He brought out something in her I never, ever could. That thought sent a small beta pulse to the cage. It was quickly broken by the sound of Dennis's voice.

"Hey cuck, get in here," he called.

I looked up and couldn't see them. I lifted myself up and went into the shower area. In the corner I saw them in what looked like a very expensive hot tub. The thing looked custom and was far beyond anything I had ever seen in a private home. They were both relaxing naked with her legs draped over his lap.

"Go back to the bar and get us some drinks," Dennis said with his head reclining and not bothering to even look at me.

I looked at Jenna and she blew me a kiss with a slight not-unfriendly smile. She seemed pleased with me and how I was handling everything. But it was clear that when he was around, her focus was on him.

I exited the building and went back to the main building with the bar. Again, that beautiful thing was behind the bar as she shot me a curious smile.

"Uh... Dennis," I said before being interrupted by her pointing to the tray on the bar with the drinks. I guess she had them ready?

I quickly picked up the tray and, knowing the routine, tried to hurry out the door.

She called out as I was about to exit, "You have something on the side of your mouth."

I stopped dead in my tracks and felt for where she was talking about. It was a decent glob of Dennis.

I looked back at her and she shot me a playfully evil smile. I must have looked terrified as I lost no time in getting out of there with the drinks.

When I got back, Dennis and Jenna were still relaxing. I gave them their drinks but he didn't acknowledge me. Jenna spoke up, "Wait in the other room honey," she said shooting me a wink. "Oh, and take off those panties." I left them their privacy and went and laid my panties and the marker on the bench leaving that muscle-ripped animal alone with my beautiful naked girlfriend. It seemed appropriate, so I sat on my knees and simply looked down and marveled at my tied, flaccid penis.