College Love - Cuckold Family

[JoeElf]

I'm greatly enjoying your story! Keep it up!

[Duckduckgouser]

I came from Literotica.... in search of maybe there was more of this or everything already written. But i love every single detail. And i cant wait how you take this forward. The possibility's are endless in my opinion.

Thanks for the great read!

[armyguyot1]

Welcome to the forum Duckduckgouser. We are glad to have you. Literotica type stories would go in the library.

[JoeElf]

Aniceguy77 is also posting this to Literotica. He appears to be keeping the sites in synch. The only minor difference appears to be the thread/stories title "College Love Meets Cuckold Family."

[aniceguy77]

Hi all and thanks for the kind words!

That is true and I hope that it is ok. I use this site to write and edit, so it shows up here first. Eventually I will post there as well.

I guess if OHW gets some new traffic that can't be a bad thing;]

[aniceguy77]

I took her words in as I went back to my task. As her rationale swirled in my brain, I tried to find fault. My past relationships had be disasters. Jenna had been very kind and patient with me and my life had improved greatly since meeting her. Her calm and strength were what I desperately needed.

Sexually, I had been a mess. Since we met however it had been the best intimacy and orgasms that I had ever had or given. My ability to please Jenna, although less and less frequently through intercourse, gave a real sense of accomplishment and pride. And as I washed the kitchen floor on all fours with this gorgeous Kat giving watch over me, my erections seemed to be as strong as ever. My sexual side definitely seemed to be adjusting to this new role in a hurry. I felt a calm and even strange sort of satisfaction down here that I had never known while trying to be 'the man'. I wasn't yet, convinced that I could do this, but the evidence was mounting that I was indeed a born beta, and a born beta-cuckold at that.

"I have to be honest," Kat spoke up standing behind me, "You clean those floors like a fucking pro."

And yet I hated that guy! He got to enjoy my Jenna! Why couldn't that be me? She had never looked at me the way that she looked at him. Why wasn't I able to pick her up and lower her onto my cock, impractical and maybe even physically impossible as it was? Could I challenge him? Maybe he was all talk? It might be worth it to try and get my Jenna back. Then, I would make HIM wear that damn cage.

"I see Jenna keeps you all smooth under there," she added. "That's cool. Every once in a while Mrs. Anderson brings in one of those guys with a laser for everyone. It hurts like a bitch, but it does the job. Saves plenty of time shaving, especially in those hard to reach places... Although like I said, it looks like you reached."

"Thanks I guess," I answered a bit distracted. "What's so great about that guy anyway?"

"Who?" Kat asked.

"You know, that guy," I asked sheepishly.

"Do you mean, your Bull Dennis?" she asked mockingly.

"Uh, yea."

"Say it," she jostled.

"What?"

"Say it," she replied firmer.

"No," I replied.

"Oh, there's a little life in this firecracker," she mocked a little. "Well like I said, that should keep things interesting. Personally, I worry a bit for you, but we all have to learn the lessons that life gives us."

"So what's so great about him?" I asked again.

"Who?"

"My Bull Dennis!" I exclaimed from the ground.

Kat chuckled. "Now was that so hard? It is an idea that you might want to get used to sooner rather than later," she moved her lips to the side as if in thought. "Well, you know that feeling when a guy, a really strong guy takes you into his arms and you know, not feel, know that nothing can harm you, that this guy would go to war and back to protect what's his and take on all comers big and small and crush them like a grape for any challenge to his authority? That when you are with him you are the envy of every other girl in the room? That his poise and control of a situation makes you feel like you are in good hands no matter the situation, your mood, or whatever life might throw at you?" She paused to give her side-smile, "Oh and on top of that they fuck like rock stars?'

She looked down at me on all fours with my pink apron and shaven nub. "Let's just say, some guys have it and some guys don't."

I didn't get the sense she was trying to be mean, but the effect was the same. I simply lowered my head and returned to the floor. "Oh hon, don't fret," she said rather playfully. "I bet he sucks at cuddling. And floors! I bet he really sucks at floors."

I had reached the far corner of the kitchen. "It's just," I almost whined. "So unfair."

"Yea, no shit," Kat said plainly. "The good news for you is, you get to move on to the bathroom."

I drained the water and got a fresh bucket as Kat beckoned for me to follow her. She was amazingly beautiful and her body was a nice sight also. I tried to imagine me taking that for my own, but I knew that I would never be able to keep up, much less satisfy her.

The bathroom was nice and fairly large. The tile was the same so it was natural for me to start in the far corner and just get right to it without her direction.

"You are a pro!" Kat half-mocked. "Why, I hardly need to be here."

"Well what if I did challenge him?" I tried to return to our previous topic.

"Oh hon," she said sympathetically. "I wouldn't if I were you."

"I feel I have to try," I half believed.

"I tried to be something I wasn't too once," she said biting her lip.

"Really? What?" I asked.

"None of your fucking business is what," she retorted. "The point is, the more you swim upstream the more nowhere you get. And on top of that it's exhausting."

I seemed to understand I guess. "Really hon, you do seem like a sweet, decent guy," she said sweetly. "Jenna is lucky to have you... as a cuck. I've seen plenty of guys who thought they were all that, and then once they settled into the lifestyle were happier, more relaxed and simply less assholeish. This trying to be a macho-man nonsense, just leave it to the guys who can handle it."

I still wasn't sure. She looked down at me. "I can see that you aren't convinced," she said understandingly. "That has me worried you might try something you aren't cut out for. I was afraid of that." She paused before saying, "Stand up."

"What?" I asked.

"Stand up, now," she commanded again.

I listened. "Put both of your hands on the towel rack," she directed. "Now arch you ass like a prom queen on Friday night."

I wasn't exactly sure what she meant, but I did my best to arch my back.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Now is the time for 'shhh'," she said standing to my side. "Open up," she said before lifting the front of my apron up and shoving it into my mouth. "This will help."

"Help with what?" I mumbled with my pink apron in my mouth.

[aniceguy77]

She reached down into her back pocket produced what looked like a plastic cigar tube. She held it in front of me.

"You never did answer me," she looked at me purposefully. When she saw the half-blank half-terrified face looking back at her she paused before asking, "The biggest?"

I sort of half-nodded 'no'. "Oh, you've never been penetrated have you?" she asked only somewhat surprised.

I half-nodded 'no' again.

"Not even Jenna?" she asked.

I replied in the same fasion.

"Well honestly I was afraid of that, somewhat shocked, but anyway..." she sort of trailed off on how to approach this with me.

"I'm worried about you," she said honestly looking into my eyes. "Your little bitch ass is too stubborn for your own good and you don't know when to quit," she spoke as if she was truly helping me. "Which tells me that you are gonna get yourself in way over your little head and straight into trouble. I won't be able to help you then, but I will be able to help you now."

With that she grabbed my small sac between her thumb and forefinger and gave it a tug. "This one is a trainer, it will make it so the next time, the real time, it won't be so fucking bad you want to cry," she paused for a second, "Although you probably will cry anyway, at least this will help."

She looked me right in the eye. "This is the smallest plug I have," she said. "You will wear it until tonight and then take it out before you sleep. If you think you can tolerate it tomorrow... well, you know what to do." She stuck her tongue out and licked the plug up and down while looking me in the face and with a lock grip on my balls. "Now remember like I said 'like a prom queen'," as she said this she sort of jostled my hips out even more. She then placed the wet tip right on my boy-pussy.

"Remember to breath and relax," she said sweetly to me. "Whatever you do, try not to tense up." As she gripped my sac even tighter I could feel her enter me. At first it was a strange feeling. Then there was some slight pain. I could feel my ass tighten. She squeezed my sac even more, "Relax and take it...." she said into my ear as I could feel it slip deeper inside me as my boy-pussy relaxed. Soon she was fully in and the plug fell into place.

I let out a gasp. I felt somehow elated. It was like the relief after having gone through something terrible and coming out even better on the other end. My entire groin area was on fire, but a pleasant warm fire.

"Look down," she directed.

I looked down where she wanted and there was precum emanating from my tiny hardon. It was starting to run down a little so she maneuvered my balls to have it fall on them. After it did, she removed her hand and pulled the apron out of my mouth so it fell in front of me again. She then rubbed my dribble into the apron.

"Well here's some good news," she spoke casually. "It looks like you like it. You took that first step pretty well and your little guy seems to approve." She rubbed my bare ass with her hand. "The bad news is, you are stubborn and will probably get yourself into a position to take a lot more."

I was unsure of what she was talking about. "Kat..."

"Miss Kat now," she corrected.

"Right, Miss Kat what the hell are you talking about?" I asked.

She smacked me on the ass. "Hopefully nothing," she said smirking at me. She then moved in and got right into my face. "But whatever happens," her eyes lit up as she spoke, "I penetrated you first!"

She smacked my still stiffy and then walked toward the door. "I lied," she said playfully. "This is the last room for the day, you're done."

I looked at her incredulously. "Leave the bucket, let's go," she said walking out the door.

I quickly scurried after her. "Where are we going?" I asked.

"I am to drop you off at Jenna's room, which I guess is your room too," she said without missing a beat. I tried to catch up. She then looked at me with concern. "How is that thing?" she asked indicating the six inches crammed inside me. "Walking with it is weird I'm sure." It was a bit different, but I was managing. "Remember, it's for the best," she said not expecting a response.

My mind was an absolute jumble. Had I just been fucked? Sort of fucked by her? She was right that I was penetrated. And, she was right that my penis seemed to like it. It wasn't quite an orgasm, but it was a very pleasant feeling. Eventually.

When we got to the hallway Kat spoke up again, "I wouldn't bother mentioning this to Jenna. She might get jealous," she chuckled to herself. "But here is what you should do, go into your room make out with Jenna, or whatever it is you guys do, get a good night sleep, removing the ass plug before hand of course, and then I will see you tomorrow in the kitchen at the exact same time. Got it?"

I just noticed that we had arrived at Jenna's... my door. "Oh, and give me that apron," she said. I took it off and handed it to her. She made sure to grab it by the collar where there was no chance of precum. I stood there naked again with my dicklet at attention face to face with this amazing beauty.

"Good job today," Kat said walking off.

As I watched her walk away I called out to her, "Uh.. Miss Kat?" She turned on to face me with the apron held up by a finger. "Were you ever the prom queen?" I asked.

She paused at the question and then got that cute smile on the side of her mouth. She then turned around and started walking away again.

"You bet your ass I was," she answered. "See you tomorrow cucky!"

[aniceguy77]

I walked into the room with a smile and a hardon. Jenna's beautiful body was laying face down naked in the bed. I took myself over to her and started kissing the bottom of her soft, perfect feet.

She started to stir, "Oh hi honey," she said sweetly, "I was waiting for you..."

She looked back at me kissing her and she shot me her adorable smile. She then pulled back on of her amazing ass cheeks and I followed her lead by diving in head first. I kissed and worshiped her ass with all the passion in my being. She pushed back a bit and spread both of her cheeks which guided my face straight in-between. I placed my tongue right on her button before cleaning up and down.

She removed one hand and started pleasuring herself as she moaned. Her soft foot landed on my erection. "Oh my honey," she moaned, "You are happy to see me too..."

Her attention however went back to building her orgasm and my attention went to get my tongue as far up her asshole as possible. As the tip of my penis occasionally graced her foot I might have came if it weren't for that spent precum from earlier. The plug in my ass, although somewhat pleasant was also filling and seemed to keep me from ejaculating.

Eventually, she grabbed my head and pushed me further in as she built toward climax. Her body contracted as she gushed from her beautiful pussy as she came. Her moans were so sweet and intimate.

I was happy that I had helped bring her to this place of pleasure once again. As she relaxed she rolled over and pushed her hand through her hair. She looked extremely satisfied and she sat on her ass and pulled me between her legs for a passionate kiss.

She smiled at me. "I missed you," she said sweetly before kissing me deeply again. It was times like these and the smiles that she gave me that made everything worth it.

Suddenly she seemed to come to. "Oh shit, what time is is?" she asked.

"I'm not sure," I answered.

She grabbed her phone on off the nightstand. "Crap, we are almost late," she said jumping off of the bed. "Hurry and get on those panties, the light blue ones."

"Why? Where are we going?" I wondered.

Jenna was putting her hair up in the mirror, "We are going to a show," she said more focused on getting ready. "It's in the theater, and it starts in like fifteen minutes."

"The theater? Like are we going out?"

"No the theater, that room with the stage, you've been there," she said slipping on her panties and bra. "It's just what we call it. You know, the one with all the couches?"

Of course I knew that room. That was were I had first seen Jenna fellate that dick Dennis. What were we going there for?

"What are we going to do there?" I asked starting to get nervous.

"I told you, it's just a show," she said hurriedly. "You don't need your cage, just those panties."

"Do we have to call them 'panties'?" I asked.

"Fine 'boy-short's whatever," she said pulling up her extremely short workout shorts which gave an excellent view of the bottom of her ass. She threw a long-sleeved workout shirt that was extremely tight and showed off her athletic body. She slipped on a pair of cute sandals and looked at me. "Ready?" she asked.

"I guess we are going casual?" I asked.

"What, do you want to wear your formal panties? I mean, formal boy-shorts?" she asked smiling playfully.

She did look amazing. Whoever is in charge of doling out sexy girlfriends really hooked me up!

She looked down and noticed the little tent in my panties. "Well well well," she exclaimed, "It really looks like you've had an exciting day. You've been at full attention for quite a while now I assume."

She walked up to me and put both of her hands around my head and looked at me lovingly. "I am so proud of you," she said as her body occasionally brushed against my stiffy through the panties. "I know that this has been hard," she said before looking down and indicating my erection, "And I'm glad that you are able to get so as well. But, it's just an adjustment. We are so perfect together and I know we will be happy."

I held her hips as we kissed again. My erection pulsed as we got closer and I became aware again of the plug that Miss Kat had inserted into me. I figured that this was a bad time to tell Jenna that my ass was filled.

"I love you," she said sweetly looking into my eyes.

"I love you too," I replied.

She flicked the tip of my tent. "Now let's go watch the show!" she said smiling.

[1hottxcpl4fun]

I wonder who's in the show!!!
Hot stuff! loved the ass riming part!

[aniceguy77]

As Jenna and I walked the halls hand in hand, I couldn't help but get nervous. What were we going to see at this 'show'?

I had been to this room and few times and it really hadn't turned out that well for me. The first time is when I saw Jenna sucking off Dennis and the second time Mrs. Anderson had given me that 'inspection'. I really had no idea what to expect when every hour seemed to bring new surprises.

As we got close to the doors my anxiety jumped and Jenna could sense it. She grabbed my hand tighter. "Don't worry honey, you have done everything right," she assuaged. "I am sure you are going to enjoy this. Just think of it as the evening's entertainment." She shot me a smile grabbed my hand tighter.

"Will I... have to do anything?" I sort of stammered.

"Yes," she said kissing me on the cheek, "Enjoy yourself!"

With that, we entered the enormous room. It was again mostly dark except for a some convenience lighting that helped us make our way to a couch near the middle of the room. Some tables were dimly illuminated and there seemed to be some other people in this room as well. The couch that Jenna selected was near the stage but we were not directly in front. We sat down and our bare legs touched. Accentuated by the creepy quiet in the air and my ass plug making contact with the seat, a strange shockwave through my body and into my small hardon.

"Hi darlings," came a voice from behind us startling the shit out of me.

We turned around and it was Mrs. Anderson. She was again wearing her signature look, though a bra and panties this time, covered by her sheer kimono. Her beautiful tits were practically popping out. "Hi mom," Jenna said getting up to give her a hug.

When I obviously thought about standing up and following suit Mrs. Anderson stopped me, "Oh there's no need for that my dear," she said almost dismissively, "You've had a very hard day I know..." Whether she was referring to my new ability to get my little stiffies or my housecleaning duties, or something else entirely, was unclear.

"Thank you Mrs. Anderson," I said meekly. I was glad to be able to remain seated. I was unsure how the ass plug looked through my panties and as long as it was just Jenna and me, I was able to minimize any chance of being exposed. However it was true that Mrs. Anderson always seemed to know things way before I was aware.

Mrs. Anderson and Jenna were whispering short things to each other that I couldn't quite make out before Mrs. Anderson kissed her daughter on the cheek and started off. "Well enjoy the show you two," she said smiling and then finally turning away. She made her way to a nearby couch where I first noticed Mr. Johnson who was sitting very relaxed with a drink in his hand. He did not acknowledge us or even Mrs. Anderson as she sat down next to him. His eyes seemed to be causally watching the stage as he sipped his drink.

"Isn't this exciting?" Jenna whispered to me with her hand in mine.

"I guess," I sort of half-answered, "I still don't know what's going on."

"Just wait," Jenna said excitedly tapping my hand.

Just then the lights on the stage lit up revealing a bare stage save for what I can best describe as a sort of black cushioned saw horse. I took advantage of the extra lighting and took a look around the room to see if I could get any more information. In the back appeared to be a few female figures, but I didn't recognize any of them. They weren't seated and seemed to be almost against the wall. Mrs. Anderson was getting comfortable next to Mr. Johnson across the way from us a bit with her drink. They were about the same distance from the 'stage' as we were. Her crossed legs looked awesome practically begging Mr. Johnson to fuck her right here and now.

I glanced back a bit and on the far side and a little behind us stood Kat leaning against a column. She was looking at me and we made eye contact. She smiled a bit from the side of her mouth as she gave me the finger which she then lifted up. This reminder made me keenly aware of her continual penetration of me. I shot her a quick smile back as I turned my attention back to Jenna who was watching the stage.

Suddenly the floor and table lighting went out and it was apparent that the show was starting. A false wall behind the stage opened up out came Mr. Anderson. He was naked except for his cock-cage. He held a black fabric length of cloth as he walked. It was revealed to be a leash, as it was attached to the collar of the figure coming in behind him.

Into the light stepped the beautiful Brittney. She was also naked except for her Mary Jane's and black knee-socks. She also was still wearing the black choker and additionally was blindfolded by a silk black handkerchief. Her hair was still up in the cute pony tail with a few strands dangling down in front. Her arms were behind her as her wrists were bound and resting on her nice and rounded ass.

Mr. Anderson led her right next to the strange piece of furniture. When they both stopped, it appeared that she knew to kneel as she got down on her knees. It was a bit tricky for her as she couldn't use her hands and Mr. Anderson didn't help, but she managed. Mr. Anderson tied his end of the leash to the side of the apparatus. He then stepped off of the stage and sat naked on his knees facing away, practically with his nose to the wall.

Brittney looked nervous as she sat there blind and on her knees. She didn't say anything, but she seemed to be trying to listen around for clues as to where she was. There was a palpable tension in the room as she struggled to get her bearings. She tried to move a little in one direction but the taught leash kept her back where she belonged. She seemed to get a bit resigned to the fact that this is where she would be until someone decided otherwise.

When she started to tremble I started to lift myself out of the seat, but was stopped by Jenna. She gave me a look that told me not to interfere.

Out from the false door emerge another figure. This time it was a tall, strong looking man a little bit older than Jenna and me. His body was ripped just like Dennis's, with broad shoulders and a lean muscular figure. What was even more conspicuous was the ten-inch rock-hard cock that jutted out from his groin like a steel girder.

He calmly walked over to Brittney who was trembling on her knees on the floor. He stood above her and looked down at her as if he was a predator viewing his prey.

"Who's that?" I whispered in the actually lowest whisper I could muster.

"Friend of Mr. Johnson," Jenna mouthed to me pointing in his direction so I would know. She then followed this up with her finger over my lips. "Don't worry," she mouthed again before turning her attention back to the stage.

Brittney seemed to sense a presence and she looked up as if she could see him. When it seemed like she was about to speak he somewhat violently grabbed her hair with one hand and with his other took his formidable cock and smacked it against her soft, white cheeks. The smacking sound filled the room. Brittney let out a fearful gasp. The man repeated this a few more times producing remarkable sound and increasing red marks to Brit's cute face.

She seemed to be in panic mode as she opened her mouth hoping to entice the cock inside thereby ending it's assault to her face. The man ceased the slapping but kept a firm grasp of her hair. He sort of stood to the side and showed the room Brit's open, hungry mouth that he had created with his cock. He then positioned himself back in front of her and without waiting for any more fanfare crammed it straight into her. Brittney struggled and gagged as her mouth was suddenly filled with his thick tip and several more inches to boot. She was desperately trying to stay on her knees as he held her hair with one hand and pumped her face with his impressive manhood.

I was extremely frightened for her as this man was not going gently. We could eventually hear the pop of the back of her throat as he increased the depth of his thrusts. Brittney was struggling over and over and this guy had no care in the world. Thankfully, she eventually got into a groove and was able to take a good portion of it without gagging. She looked extremely helpless as this guy used her mouth as he saw fit.

Again, I instinctively started to rise but Jenna held me fast and casually nodded 'no'. I listened to her and settled back into my seat.

The man shoved himself into Brit as deep as physics would allow and held himself there for what seemed like and hour, but was probably around ten to fifteen seconds. Brit moaned the entire time as if trying to get free and get some air. The man didn't smile or give any indication of regret or empathy for her. His look at her was almost blank, as if her choking on his cock was just the natural course of events.

Eventually he withdrew his cock and Brit let out a huge gasp for air as she coughed and tried in her feeble state to get some composure. The man's cock was dripping with her saliva.

He seemed to take a pause. I took the opportunity to look around the room. Mrs. Anderson was currently on her knees between Mr. Johnson's legs. She was no longer watching the show as her mouth was full of his cock.

I looked at Jenna and her beautiful legs in those short shorts. I sort of wanted to follow Mrs. Anderson's lead and get down in-between Jenna's legs and do my part with my mouth also. Jenna knew what I was thinking but stopped me again. "No, it's okay honey. Let's just enjoy this together," she whispered sweetly.

Kat was still leaning against the column watching by herself. Her expressionless face wouldn't tell me if she was bored or in shock.

The man undid Brit's leash as she sat completely shaken on the ground. Without warning her he hoisted her up onto his shoulder. She let out a panicked gasp as he effortlessly positioned her with her ass facing the room. He gave us his first half-smile as he spread her cheeks for all of us to see. As we all got a great view of Brit's asshole Mr. Johnson let out a relatively quiet, "All right," as he quietly clapped cheering on his friend. Mrs. Anderson didn't look up from giving him him head.

The man made sure that everyone in the room got a peak at what he was coming for next, except for Mr. Anderson of course who was still facing the wall. When he was content that he had properly exposed Brittney, he somewhat roughly placed her midsection on the cushioned bar. Her arms were still tied behind her back and her cute Mary Jane's dangled above the floor.

He walked over to a counter and produced a fairly large sized ass plug. He walked over to a position in front of her and pulled her head back with a fist full of hair. She opened up again moaning. He placed the plug inside her mouth and she closed it tight. After a few seconds he withdrew the plug and walked back around to her backside.

He sort of showed the room the substantial plug and then pulled her head back again with the tip right on her soon to be violated hole. She let out a soft whimper, "Please..." This again almost caused me to get up, but this time I stayed in place. Without much more fanfare the man slowly pushed the plug inside her.

Brittney started to resist and fight it. The pain must have been incredible as the widest part of the plug stretched her to her max. She started to wail a little as she shuttered in pain. I was suddenly reminded of my penetration and the plug inside of me. I had taken nowhere near that and it hurt. Brittney must be dying.

I wanted to look over to Kat to exchange glances with her, but now was a bad time.

Finally the plug fully entered her and Brit let out a huge gasp of relief. Her ass was totally filled and the worst of that part was over. She took the moment to try again to compose herself as best as one can naked and bent over.

He rotated the the whole contraption so that her face was facing the room. He stood behind her and tapped his cock on her milky white ass cheeks. She again let out some moans. He reached both hands across her bent over body. One hand grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, the other pulled the blind fold off revealing Brit to the room.

Her mascara was running as her tears left her eyes and she tried to adjust to the light. She had a look of fear and terror as she realized where she was, but she was still incredibly beautiful. Eventually she seemed to come to and looked at some of us before closing her eyes again in preparation for what was coming next.

The man placed his thick cock-head right at the entrance to her soft pussy. She shook her head as he stretched the shit out of her. Her body got taught as she now had to take that massive cock inside her in addition to the plug. She screamed out as he continued his ingress.

"She's okay," Jenna whispered to me. "Believe me, she'll be better than ok." I had no choice but to believe her.

The man aggressively pulled her hair back as he simultaneously fit as much of his cock into Brit as he could. Once her pussy had somewhat acclimated to his girth he was able to move in and out with greater freedom. The muscular beast behind her pumped himself in and out as poor Brit's was completely under his control. Her beautiful tits swung forward and back with each thrust as her entire being seemed to work together to handle what this Alpha was subjecting her to.

Jenna reached down and started feeling my little tent through the panties. She was only gently touching it, but it felt nice.

The man was an athletic machine as he treated Brit's holes like his his absolute playthings to be pumped. He was using her and her pussy to ejaculate into, nothing more. That was clear from his actions. Thankfully, Brit's cries of pain were starting to turn. As her pussy was more and more made to accommodate his thick snake, she seemed to begin to experience some pleasure.

Her face was now alternating between pain and pleasure with looks of pleasure quickly replacing those of pain. As the man started to build he increased the rate of his pumps. He pulled her hair back almost out of her head he let out a load roar. Brittney screamed again in pain which then gave way to pleasure as she could fill the beast fill her over and over again with his load. Her whole body shook as she had a monumental orgasm.

Jenna quickly reached into my panties and cupped my stiffy with her hand. It didn't take much. After the day I had, with that plug in my ass, and after watching the 'show' my body quickly started orgasming all over. Jenna quickly removed her had before ejaculation and pulled my panties back over my dicklet which I came right into. She cupped my small balls as I unloaded into my boy-shorts. I could feel the warm beta squirt rub up against me as I wet my panties. As I hugged her in thanks I saw Kat again. She had seen the whole thing and just shook her head as if knowingly laughing at me as she had no small part in that orgasm.

Jenna seemed happy, "You deserved that honey," she said sweetly. As I looked down at her perfect legs and cute feet in those sandals, I got some aftershocks in my panties. That was the first time that I had fully came with my ass filled and I would never forget it.

Feeling content, but still shaking a bit I looked back up at the stage. The man was still inside of Brit as she seemed to be starting to relax. He certainly was keeping himself inside of her for a long time. From the look of things, he was sort of still pumping a bit. It was an extremely long ejaculation, but coming from a guy like that it didn't surprise me.

Brittney looked exhausted. Her body had practically gone limp and sort of just hung there over the saw horse. The man finally removed his swollen, red cock from her and an audible sound emanated from both her pussy and from her mouth. His cock hung thick and low as he rotated her again so that her backside was facing us. She didn't move as he spread her cheeks and lifted her up a bit exposing her dripping wet, used red pussy. Some of his Alpha juices were running out of it and down her legs. Her feet just dangled as she hung there, unable or forbidden to move.

Mr. Johnson clapped a bit at the sight as Mrs. Anderson pulled herself back up to the couch wiping her mouth, job finished. The floor lights came back on.

Jenna spoke to me, "Ok, it's our time to leave." With that she stood up and sort of helped me up as well. We almost scurried out of there without saying goodbye to anyone or anything.

When we exited the room Jenna pulled me close and gave me a deep kiss. My panties were probably sticky from the other side but she didn't care.

"Wasn't that great?" she asked holding my hand and leading me back to our room.

"Is she going to be ok?" I asked confused and concerned.

"She looked pretty satisfied to me," Jenna said confidently. "No vibrator can do that!"

I was sort of speechless as we continued. I could feel the warm, meager discharge starting to cool. There were a thousand questions going around in my head but I didn't know where to begin. On top of that, every time that I thought I was ready to ask a question, it sounded stupid once I began to ask it. I elected instead to just follow Jenna's lead and head back. Maybe tomorrow I would be able to ask some questions and get some answers.

When we got back to the room Jenna started to undress. "Time for bed honey," she said sweetly. "You've had a big day."

Suddenly, I remember what Kat had told me. "Oh yea," I mumbled, "Of course. I just need to clean up." I quickly excused myself to the adjacent bathroom and locked the door. I took myself to the shower and arched my back like she showed me. I grabbed hold of the plug and bit my lip. After the initial resistance the plug practically popped out of me. The feeling was amazing.

I looked around for somewhere to hide it. I settled on a rarely used looking cabinet. I put it in the back. I washed my hands and rejoined Jenna in the bedroom. She was already in the bed.

I took my pantied ass and got in with her. I was still covered in my squirt from earlier and I had forgotten to clean it, so I guess it would be joining us to bed.

We spooned as we lay. "Again honey," she whispered serenely, "You did great today. I am so proud of you."

I could feel my shriveled, spent penis though the panty fabric as it brushed her perfect ass-cheeks. "I love you Jenna," I said with ever fiber in my being.

"I love you too honey," she replied. "Oh and I have good news."

"Yea, what's that?" I asked.

"Dennis is coming back early," she said. "He will be home tomorrow."

[1hottxcpl4fun]

Can't wait to see what happens when the man of the house shows up!

[1hottxcpl4fun]

Can't wait to see what happens when the man of the house shows up!

[aniceguy77]

I woke up the next morning in a jolt and immediately sat up wide-awake. I felt well rested but very anxious. The room was bathed in morning light as I got my bearings. I was all alone.

I looked down and opened up my panties. I was shrunken and flaccid, no morning wood today.

It felt like I had had dreams, but I could not remember any of them. Yesterday had been quite a blur. I had met some new people, saw some more of the house, and been penetrated for the first time. Then of course I saw that sweetheart Brit get used like piece of fuck-meat by that Alpha while I had sat helpless with my little hardon. The bastard even made me come!

But then the terror hit me. Dennis was coming home today. Surely it would come out that I had lied about the key. It had bought be a full day not being in the cage and several ejaculations, but at what price? I hated Dennis, but he also scared me shitless. Everyone was telling me that I needed to submit to that guy, but that would mean fully giving up Jenna, not to mention my ability to get hard without his permission.

Maybe I could challenge him? Maybe all it would take is one good smack to that guy's jaw and I would be the hero. Ideas swirled in my head. On one hand I loved seeing him with Jenna as damn hard as it was to admit. There was no way that I could fool myself into thinking that I could do anything near like he could do to her. Also, and as equally hard as it was to admit, I did somehow feel safer locked in that cage. My little erections had gotten me into so much drama in the past that if I thought about it, it wasn't really worth the hassle. His guidance would save me from that.

What the hell was I saying? My mind was all jumble about what I thought I wanted.

Suddenly I knew what I wanted, I needed to talk to Jenna. But there were no signs of her and I didn't hear her in bathroom. I walked through the doorway and there by the sink was a letter. -"Hi honey! We had a wonderful day today and I can't wait to see you later! Mother and I went shopping so we will be out until this evening. Have a great day! Your Jenna P.S. Keep yourself out of trouble:)"

I guess that I was on my own for the day. I undressed from my boy-shorts and took a shower. I made sure to shave all that Jenna liked. It did make me feel 'better' smooth. It was something that was hard to explain.

When I got out of the shower my eyes fell onto that unused cabinet. I had to pause. That cabinet contained Miss Kat's penetration device. Did I really need it? Why was it inside me in the first place?

For some reason and without thinking I went over to the cabinet and pulled out the plug. I walked over to the sink and washed it as best I could with soap and water. This thing had been with me for several hours last night. Again, without thinking too much about it I checked Jenna's cabinets and found some K-Y. I gave my plug a decent slathering, bent over like a prom queen, and inserted it into my 'boy-pusssy'.

The sensation was familiar; at first it was a piercing pain, but once I relaxed it slid right in and fit into place. Once it was adjusted it felt almost awesome, awesome and right that it should be there. I was reminded of Miss Kat and her watch over me. It sent a beta shock to my shaven penis.

I looked a bit in the room for another pair of boy-shorts but didn't give to much effort before walking straight out the door shutting it behind me.

"Good morning sweetie," came a familiar voice.

I turned around to see the beautiful Brittney standing there. She had on the same outfit as yesterday, except today she was wearing these cute, white baby-doll socks. She looked a bit worn and seemed to have more makeup on compared with the previous day, but she had a big smile and her disposition was a warm as ever.

"I was waiting for you," she said with her cute smile.

"Brit!" I said beaming, "Are you ok?"

"What?" she asked seemingly shocked. "Why the 'ell wouldn't I be?"

I wrapped my arms around her neck. My penis began to get erect as we were close. She was so damn sexy.

She seemed more confused as anything. "Maybe I should ask if you are okay," she said patting my back.

I released the hug. "I'm just glad that everything is alright," I said trying to get my composure.

She looked down and saw my small stiffy forming. "Oh my," she said smiling, "The little stinker is out this time out I see?" We both looked down at it. "At it seems it likes me," she said giving a wry smile before flicking the tip and walking toward the supply closet, "Come'on we are running late."

[aniceguy77]

This time she seemed to only want to supervise. I found a cart in the corner and decided to load it up with supplies. I found that I was able to get the vacuum on there as well, which was nice so that I wouldn't have to pull it behind me.

Britney seemed relaxed as she watched me get everything ready. She gave me some pointers as to what I might need and even kindly put a few items onto my cart. When it looked like we were fully loaded we left.

As she walked in front of me I couldn't help stare at the back of her milky-white thighs and the amazing ass that they were attached to. This time my erection was able to fully develop.

"So," she said breaking the silence, "What did you think of the show? Enjoy it?"

I hurriedly caught up with here so we were even as we walked. "Uh yea," I said trying to play it cool. "It was amazing, you were really good."

"What? Good at getting fucked?" she said playfully. "Why thank you!" she said smiling.

"Well I mean," I tried to correct myself, "You looked amazing and uh..."

She stopped and so I stopped. "Was good at getting fucked?" said again looking me straight in face.

I didn't know what to say so I just lowered my eyes. She again flicked the tip of my dicklet. "I'm only playing darling," she said walking again. "You might just say that it is one of my great talents." She looked back at me as I began to catch up with the cleaning supplies, "You might say that each of us has a talent..."

When we arrived at the first room I knew where to start vacuuming. Brittney simply leaned against the wall and was checking out her phone. It was clear that I would be the only one doing the cleaning today.

As I made my way around the room Brit would occasionally laugh at whatever she was looking at on her phone. After that rough time that guy had given her last night, I thought that she would be laid up in bed or something, but she seemed fine to me.

When I had finished the floor I began dusting and then cleaning the surfaces. There appeared to be some drink stains that really were difficult to remove, but eventually I got them.

Brit had moved over to the couches and when she saw that I was packing up the cart for the next room she called me over. She sat down on her knees on the extremely soft, designer rug. She patted the ground next to her and I sat on my knees as well. We sat with our legs against each other facing opposite directions. It was a little strange to be this close to another girl than Jenna, especially as I was completely naked and had a little hardon. But, Brit made me feel comfortable and safe, so I simply followed her lead.

As we sat, with our legs touching she reached down and put her hand around my little stiffy. For some reason it seemed perfectly natural and I wasn't a nearly shocked as I thought I might be. Because I was on my knees, it barely protruded from my body, but she did her best to keep a semi-tight grip.

It was strange, but it wasn't entirely sexual. She seemed to be holding my dicklet as almost friends might hold hands. She wasn't jerking it, she just held it.

"I knew you were there the whole time ya know?" she said looking down at her hand and it's contents.

"You did?" I asked.

She nodded in the affirmative. "I knew you were watching me," she again seemed to be talking to me but not at the same time. "I was worried that you would be worried for me. Was I right?"

I nodded that she was.

"I knew it," she said still admiring her control in her hand. "I bet you came though. Am I also right about that?"

This time I paused a bit before nodding again that she was.

"I knew that too," she said almost in a dreamy state. "That's good."

I couldn't exactly tell what Brit was thinking. But she began massaging my dick as she held it. She didn't seem to be wanting to cause me to ejaculate, she seemed almost curious to play with it as if it were a curiosity. For my part, I simply went with whatever she wanted.

"What did you think of 'em?" She asked. "That guy?"

I had to think for a minute before answering. "He seemed like a real animal," I said honestly.

"Yea..." she still said dreamily, but this time her eyes lit up and she seemed happy about my answer. "He sure was..."

I took her pause and began to speak up, "He looked like he was too rough with you, like he was hurting you. I was scared."

She snapped out of her state and looked me in the eye for the first time. "I was scared too!" she said with a smile on her face. "Did you see that cock?"

She returned her gaze to my penis in her hand. "Haven't you heard about pleasure and pain being neighbors and such?"

I sort of half-nodded.

"Isn't it amazing how a little bit of pain can awaken the senses?" as she said this she reached under me and pressed on my plug giving me a jolt in my boy-pussy. How she knew about that I had no clue. Before I could ask her hand went back to my penis. "I think you may be more aware than you are letting on," she said giving me that cute smile.

[aniceguy77]

I sort of half-nodded in agreement.

"Do you know what subspace is?" she asked.

I shook my head that I didn't.

"Subspace is a wonderful place that betas like us get to go when the real world gets so tough," she said eyeing her hand. "A place where the harshest realities can be... pure... bliss...." She squeezed my little guy as she said this. That combined with our bare legs touching was sending beta shocks through my body.

She looked up at me. "I know you've been there," she said assuredly.

"Why do you say that?" I asked confused.

She started drawing lines on my leg with her index finger. "If I say that a stronger man took your girlfriend from you and fucked the shit out her right in front of you while you helplessly watched," she paused for effect before asking, "How does that make you feel?"

I lowered my eyes while trying to process the question. Brit looked down just in time to see my small hardon twitch.

Her eyes lit up and she got a smile on her face. "Welcome back," she said coolly. "How was your little trip?"

"What do you mean," I asked somewhat embarrassed for what had just happened.

"It seems like you have the gift," she said.

"What gift?"

"The gift of submission," she said returning her hand to my dicklet. "Not everyone can go there. I get to go there when faced with the challenge of satisfying an animalistic thug with a monster cock. You get to go there, well..." She paused in thought. "More often than you care to admit."

I sat on her words.

"Tell me, what were you thinking while that man had his way with me?" she asked.

"Well, I... at first I wanted to stop him," I answered.

"But you knew you couldn't?" she asked pointedly.

I dishearteningly nodded in agreement.

"So what did you do instead?" she asked gripping my stiffy.

I again lowered my eyes knowing the answer.

"You came?" she answered her own question.

Again I half-nodded in embarrassment.

"Seeing that stronger man fuck me like a beast, knowing that you were helpless against him, took you to the same place I already was, submission," she said sweetly. She started to tug a little, "And you made the right decision..."

Again, I sort of sat on her words.

She looked up at me and gave me a sweet smile. "I want you to do something for me," she said.

I met her gaze and beautiful face. "Uh, what's that?" I asked.

She looked back down and this time took my penis between her thumb and middle finger. "Well, don't do it so much for me, but also for yourself," she said as she began moving up and down near the top of my little stiffy. "I want you to fully submit to Dennis."

As she said this I felt a huge jolt though my body. It was beta submission getting the better of me.

"He's too strong for you," she said in very caring manner. "You need to fully submit to him and his power over you," she said as she continued to jerk me with her two fingers. "Only then you will be free."

I started to moan a little, "But Brit..."

"You are on the bottom, a pleaser," she continued. "Jenna deserves you, but also Jenna deserves... more." Her jerking intensified.

"Brit please," I pleaded.

"Trust me," she said sweetly but seductively, "Once you fully submit to the Alpha, the very next time you watch him fuck her will be pure... bliss..."

As she said this my body went into spasms as my orgasm shot its little spurts out of my tiny erection. Britney kept her fingers firm near the top of my stiffy as I squirted. I moaned not unlike a bitch as I came. Brit looked at me approvingly.

She produced a silk handkerchief from somewhere and began wiping up my dribble. The combination of Kat's penetration of me and Brit's guided exploration of my submissive side sent me into a state of ecstasy. Tears formed a bit as I my body came out of its orgasmic state.

We looked at each other and smiled before she said, "Welcome back."

[aniceguy77]

Brit got up off of the floor and threw the handkerchief into the garbage on my cart. Still in a post-orgasmic state I also got up and tried to collect myself. In silence I made sure that I had all of my supplies and that the cart was fully loaded. Brit stood at the hallway that would take us to the next room. I then gathered my things and we went on.

For the remainder of the rooms we didn't talk much. The experience that she had taken me though needed time to be fully understood and more conversation would only get in the way.

After cleaning all the remaining rooms by myself we eventually made it back the storage closet where I put everything back.

Brit stood in the hallway with he cute short skirt and adorable face. We stood face to face. Although my balls were mostly drained, somehow I was able to again sport little semi. She flicked the tip with her finger.

"Looks like it might be peeking it's head out for another go?" Brit said playfully.

I sort of hung my head. "I guess..." I answered blushing sheepishly.

"Maybe another time," she said playfully.

There was a moment of silence before she spoke, "I really do hope you make the right decision."

I sort of half-nodded again.

"Being a great beta cuckold can give ya some pride," she said sweetly. "Am I right?"

I didn't nod this time.

She pulled me in for a hug, "Well whatever happens sweetie, Jenna is one lucky girl to have met you."

With that she pulled back and them smiled into my face before turning off down the hallway. My semi and eyes watched her from behind as she left us. She looked amazing. What a lucky guy who got to have her must be. Seeing what I saw last night told me that I would never be able to satisfy a girl like her.

I suddenly became aware of the plug in my ass. Which led me to think of Kat. This led me to think about the kitchen. And this led me to remember that I was fucking late!

[aniceguy77]

I quickly made my way down to the kitchen hoping that I wasn't exceptionally late. I made my way inside and looked around for my manageress.

"You're late," I heard from the corner. Kate hopped off the counter and came walking over to me. She still had on her tank-top and Chuck Taylor's, but this time she had on extremely short cutoff jeans that showed off her amazingly athletic thighs. Despite having my meager balls drained not that long ago, I felt a beta twinge looking at them as she came my way.

"I know, I'm sorry," I answered while at the same time getting caught for checking her out.

She stood a few feet in front of me and sort of looked me up and down. The gaze from her beautiful face, those legs, combined with the knowledge that I was again standing in the presence of the one who was continually penetrating me started to give some life to my little guy. She noticed.

She got that wry smile on her face. "Not with me sweetie," she said gazing down at my groin.

I sort of tried to cover up. I was a bit ashamed, but knowing that we would be spending some time together I simply gave up. She had seen my stiffy yesterday, so another day didn't seem to matter.

"I'm sorry for that too Miss Kat," I said sheepishly.

She smiled at her power over me. "It doesn't really matter," she said walking off toward the utility shower. "Being late that is. The ladies of the house are out today," she paused before looking back at me. "Most of the ladies are out today, so there are no dishes, that saves you some time."

I followed behind her. When she stood near the bucket I knew what to do. I filled it up with soap and water and grabbed a rag. "Your apron is still being embroidered," she said smugly, "So how about you do your chores today is all your... glory?"

I nodded and took myself to the corner of the kitchen, got down on all fours and began cleaning.

She jumped up on the counter behind me. I could feel her gaze looking down on me.

"I see you followed my direction," she said plainly.

"Huh?"

"Your ass," she said equally plainly, "Your ass is filled. Like I told you to like it should be."

When she said this I again got a beta pulse to my little nub. I also became aware of her device presently filling me.

"Yea I guess so..." I answered, "It just felt like the right thing to do..."

I could almost feel her smiling behind me. "Of course it did," she replied in a tone that I couldn't quite place. She paused a bit before asking me directly, "You still gonna challenge Dennis aren't you?"

I sat on my knees and looked back at her. "What? What do you mean?" I asked.

"I can see it in your eye," she said looking right at me. "You still want to be the man. Be Jenna's king? Be a stud for the ladies?" She raised her eyebrows looking at me. "Isn't that right?"

I lowered my gaze at her directness. "I guess so," I said being unsure. "It's possible..."

She laughed a little. "Oh sure," she said in a mocking tone. "Let's paint this picture shall we? You hurried in here because you were worried you were late, to do the dishes by the way. Without hardly any prompting you practically dove down to clean the floor..."

"I wanted to help," I interrupted.

She paused to reply to my interjection. "Of course you did sweetie," she said smiling before continuing on her discourse. "You are naked only because your apron isn't done being personalize. And lastly your ass if filled because it 'felt like the right thing'. Do I have that correct?"

Although everything she said was true, my mind still went to overpowering that asshole Dennis. "I just need one good punch," I said.

"Awww sweetie," Kat looked genuinely concerned. "You and reality are in for a knockout meeting of epic proportions."

I thought about hitting him and then returned to cleaning the floor. "You don't understand," I said.

"No, I honestly don't," she said in response. "I've never been cuckolded."

"Jenna will see how helpful I am around here and then she will ditch that guy and we can get on with our lives," I invented. My god, was I now even lying to myself?

"Oh sweetie," Kat said laughing to herself, "You make a horrible Alpha, but you somehow make an even worse liar."

"Well what am I supposed to do?" I asked turning to her.

"I told you, I'm not your fucking psychologist. You will do whatever you want," she said matter-of-factly. "But if you want some advice, I would trust your instincts, and I mean your actual, real, from-birth instincts, not whatever macho shit has been drilled into your head since your first army man."

"What do you mean? You mean like you think I'm some sort of beta wimp?" I asked somewhat defensively.

She looked down at me like I both delusional and incredibly dumb.

I returned to the floor.

"We'll see about that," I said in a huff.

"That's what I'm afraid of..." She said sympathetically.

[BuildABetterBull]

I am very impressed by the detail and commitment to the full story you are tell over months and months and I commend you for it. Told from the sub-cuck-sissy perspective, this story understandably makes the bulls two dimensional characters. This is great for a fantasy but for working bull, I think it should be clearer that even while humiliating the a sub or a cuck or a sissy there is genuine interest in their fulfillment, even their pleasure found as it is, in this case, subjugation. IMHO, of course.

[aniceguy77]

I am very impressed by the detail and commitment to the full story you are tell over months and months and I commend you for it. Told from the sub-cuck-sissy perspective, this story understandably makes the bulls two dimensional characters. This is great for a fantasy but for working bull, I think it should be clearer that even while humiliating the a sub or a cuck or a sissy there is genuine interest in their fulfillment, even their pleasure found as it is, in this case, subjugation. IMHO, of course.

Thank you very much for you feedback. The conclusion of this portion of the story is drawing near. I will gladly take your suggestion when moving forward or perhaps to another story.

Thanks again!

[aniceguy77]

I took my frustrations out on the spots on the floor. I would make sure that it was as clean as could be. I bet Dennis would never take this much pride in a clean floor.

Kat seemed to resign herself to the fact that she could not convince me off my course. She just seemed to keep to herself as I cleaned.

Eventually we made our way back to the bathroom where she had first penetrated me. I got back down onto the ground and began. She took off her shoes and stood behind me.

I could feel her soft foot on my ass-cheek. For some reason I simultaneously felt a beta jolt throughout my body and somehow paralyzed by the contact.

"Miss Kat?" I sort of half-moaned half-whined.

"Just checking hon," she said rubbing up and down my cheek. "Yup, nice and smooth. Good work."

The sensation of her foot on my ass was both exhilarating and demeaning. "You could of, just asked," I somehow got out.

Kat was nonplussed. "I find this was both effective and controlling," she retorted. "Plus, it will be a cold day in hell when I get told how to check a cuck's ass."

She removed her foot and I felt immediate relief and was able to catch my breath.

"What the hell was that for?" I asked with some courage.

She snapped on a latex glove and put her hand on the nob of my ass-plug. "I'm prepping your stubborn ass," she said before pulling the plug straight out.

I screamed a little as the widest section stretched me. As it popped out I felt that immediate relief.

"You could have told..." I started. Before I could finish she pulled my hair back and reached around with another plug and forced it into my mouth. I somewhat resisted but I had been down that road with Kat and there was no winning. I guessed what she waned and did my best to wet the plug.

"This is a step up," she said from behind me. "Normally I would take it slower, but you seem to be on some sort of mission."

She pulled out the plug and moved the tip to my boy-pussy.

"Dammit Kat," I moaned.

"Now, like a prom queen. And..." Kat penetrated me for the second time. This time the pain was much more intense. I let out a loud wail as she stretched me. "Relax, relax... and relax," she said as her insertion continued. Eventually it made it past the thick portion and it slid into place. The plug was in. "That's fucking 'Miss Kat'," she said without sounding annoyed.

I moaned a bit on my all fours as my body adjusted to this larger intrusion. "Why the hell?"

"Worst case scenario," she answered. "This was all going to happen eventually. But it seems like you are so intent on getting there fast, I figured that I would do my part and help you along."

I still wasn't sure what she was talking about. Miss Kat rubbed her hand on my bare ass as some sort of triage aftercare. That again sent shots to my little nub.

"If I wasn't such a prude I'd take care of that lil guy," she said seeing it twitch. "But honestly, I don't see any fucking tradeoff for me."

She stood up and looked down at her handiwork. "Well it's out of my hands now," she said.

I was still in recovery for her penetration and the beta angst her power over me had caused. "How about we finish up here so we can get the show on the road?"

"What?" I asked almost delirious. "What show?"

"Nevermind," she said putting her shoes back on. "Move it sweetie."

I collected myself and found the cloth I had been using and got back to my task. One day soon, hopefully I would get a straight answer around here. Regardless of what happened, at least the would have clean floors.

Again we sort of went in silence. I had cleaned a few more bathrooms and hallways before Miss Kat announced, "And, we are done for the day." I stood up and dumped the water down the toilet and put the bucket to the side.

"Come on, let's go," Miss Kat said dispassionately as we walked down the hall. The mood was almost somber. Looking at her beauty and those great legs kept my stiffy at attention.

I broke the silence, "I think I can take him."

"Yea I know," she answered quickly.

"All I need is..."

"One good punch," she interrupted. "Yea, I'm sure that will work."

Again we walked in silence. She stopped at a door that I hadn't know of before. She turned to face me with her arms crossed.

She looked at me directly with her beautiful face. "I've told you this before but I will say it again," she said in a serious tone. "Trying to be something you can never be will only lead pain. Embrace who you are and be the best fucking cuck you can be."

I sort of half-laughed, "Great, any other advice?"

"Yea," she said, "Arch your back like a prom queen."

With that she opened the door and we both walked through. The area was bathed in light and it took me a minute to discover my surroundings. We were on the stage in the theater.

A male voice came from the side of the stage. "Hey there bitch, Daddy's home."

It was Dennis.

[Wisher]

The mean and force of the bench bit is a bit overdone, but it gave me an idea for something I'm working on.

[OOAA]

Hot story!!!!!!

[Wisher]

Fucker corrupted my mind. In town today, I noticed this cute young thing clerk at a gas station and I thought to myself, 'I could strap her over a padded sawhorse'.

[aniceguy77]

Fucker corrupted my mind. In town today, I noticed this cute young thing clerk at a gas station and I thought to myself, 'I could strap her over a padded sawhorse'.

My job is done

[Wisher]

Yeah, but I'm not into the guy thing that I think the story is headed for. I've got a mother & daughters thing in process that I might try to work something into, but the guy/guy thing .... nope.