Blackmailed Couple Ch. 16-19
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Blackmailed Couple Ch. 16-19Chapter Sixteen:Usage – The Party Begins in DepthDespite how she was almost dizzy with trepidation, she was able to look over the crowd as she followed her Master down the stairs. She noticed that the lights had dimmed down a bit, but she was able to see that all eyes turned toward her as she made her way down. There were murmurs of approval, and she couldn’t escape the warmth that she felt growing between her legs with the knowledge that so many were viewing her in that way. Mark stopped her halfway down the stairs, taking a moment to point out an image that would stay in her all night. Off to the side of the room, with a small gathering around, she saw her husband. He was bound tightly, spread-eagled to a wooden frame shaped like an X. She saw how he was ‘dressed’, and could see his erection standing out strongly. A pang of jealousy rushed through her as she also noticed that an attractive older woman dressed in black leather was standing right next to him…. with her hand cupping her husband’s balls. The woman was whispering to him as he looked up at his wife, most likely pointing out the positions that each of them were now in.Mark then continued to guide her down to the main floor where a crowd slowly formed around them. As of yet, nobody touched her, but she could feel all of their eyes ravaging her nearly naked body. She was led over to her husband, and forced to stand there with her legs slightly spread right before his bound form. That’s when the mental fucking really began.”As everyone knows, we have a newly submissive husband and wife here in our presence tonight.” Mark’s voice was loud and authoritative, and everyone was listening. “I brought them here tonight to initiate them into their new lifestyle; I believe they will fit in nicely with out little group, and will serve us all very well.” As he spoke, he moved around her, with one of his hands idly tracing her nakedness. She could feel the burning inside, from shame and also from need; looking into her husband’s eyes, she could see his own shame and need. She knew it was killing him to see her so exposed; he was helpless to do anything, and he knew it. Mark’s hand then dipped between her legs while he turned his attention to her husband. “Eddie, you’re in quite a position there I see.” He smiled a cocky smile, a knowing smile. “As you can see, your wife is dressed to please tonight; and there’s nothing you can do about it. Even now, I’m reaching down to feel the most intimate part of your wife, touching her and arousing her. Can you stop it? No. Can you save your beautiful wife from the violation that is going to happen tonight? No. And look at you; look at your cock. You’re so aroused; I know it’s burning you up inside, seeing this beautiful bride dressed so much like a slut, dressed as the slave that she is now. So many eyes on her; Eddie, we’re going to use her tonight. We are going to violate the woman you adore; and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it. Watch as she willingly gives her body to us for sexual pleasures.”With that, he pulled her away, leading her across the room to a special table that had been brought out. At the same time, two big screen TVs were wheeled into the room, one placed close to Eddie, and another put on the other side of the room. When they came on, they showed a live feed from the camera that a man was walking around with. He was focused on Anna at the moment, capturing everything that was being done to the beautiful slave. Eddie now had an unobstructed view of what was being done to his wife. He watched as his wife had her arms released from behind her back; she was then placed on the padded table that was clearly made for bondage. It was made of dark wood with black padding, and looked to be very expensive as everything in this home was. She was lying on her back, but the tabletop tilted up slightly to lift her so she wasn’t flat. Her wrists were secured to the corners above her head, and then a couple of stirrups were lifted up from the other end so that her legs could be secured in a way similar to a gynecological table. It left her in a very lewd and obvious position; one that provided full access to her, leaving her available to be fucked by any that seemed so inclined. Her Master moved to the base of the table, between her legs. “How does it feel, Anna, to be displayed like this in front of everyone, even while your husband watches helplessly?”She couldn’t respond, her face burning with embarrassment.He reached up, and with a slight flick of his wrist he unsnapped the sides of he leather thong so it was torn off of her. “Mmm, take a look at that. My little slut is soaking wet with her lust in this. She does love to be displayed.”Her face burned, and she ached to hide her eyes, to cover herself. He reached up to spread her open, working her need. One finger slipped into her, and she could feel the fullness of his strength as he probed her. Despite her embarrassment, she couldn’t restrain the gasp that came out of her lips, and her eyebrows came down in the intensity that she felt as she watched what he did to her in front of so many people. Her need inside was becoming too strong, and she knew that her body was going to give in to anything. Hands were suddenly beginning to explore her beauty, and she could hear the comments that were being made as those surrounding the table began discussing the object that was before them. Her nipples, still clamped with decorations, were toyed with, and the dull ache burned all the way through her. Her Master was now standing to the side of the table near her face, his eyes looking down into hers. His voice was soft as he asked her “Are you ready?” Without waiting for an answer, he leaned in and began kissing her, deeply, passionately, sexually. She felt a cock enter her then, sliding slowly and easily into her wetness; the fullness overwhelmed her, along with the sensation of being handled and viewed by so many. Her own passion was in overdrive, and she gasped out an “Oh god” between kisses, as the cock penetrating her bottomed out inside of her. Mark was still at her head, kissing her, fondling the beauty of her breast, so she knew it was another who was fucking her. The cock that first entered her used her for a while, but then pulled out without release; another entered her. She knew it wasn’t the same one, but she was just as full. More cocks used her; it was like they were all wanting to sample her without letting go. She lost track of how many cocks continued to swap out of her, and her own need caused her to abandon all sense of her own presence. Others were in her face, other mouths kissing her sweet lips; so many faces, old and young, passed by her eyes. She was just an object, it was set solidly in her mind now, and she let everything go to just become a fuck slut.Eddie watched all of this on the large screen; his wife had long since been surrounded by too many men and women, and his only view was from the individual who was capturing all of this on video. Even while he watched man after man sink their cocks into the woman he loved, his own cock was being idly stroked and teased by the woman who’d remained by his side. Her voice was ever present as well, pointing out all that was being done to his wife, making sure it didn’t leave his mind for even a moment. Despite the humiliation of it all, his own cock wouldn’t soften; the combination of the straps that bound his manhood, and the teasing touches from the woman, it all kept him in a state of arousal that continued to build to an unbearable state. Still, not enough was done to take him over the edge. The aching inside was a fire, consuming him. He wanted to yell, he wanted to cry, and he wanted to cum. The mental assault combined with the physical need made him question his own sanity.She felt it inside, when the current ‘strategy’ began to change. The cock that was buried inside of her didn’t stop this time, and she felt the liquid heat spill into her. The man who was using her for the moment groaned with pleasure, and then quickly pulled out once he’d left her full. Another cock replaced him, and she felt the intensity of the man fucking her; soon he too filled her, and she could feel the results of his release begin to spill down her ass. Another cock, and then another…. Man after man filled her, fucking her to completion. Her own orgasms had begun to come as the reality of being gang-banged settled into her mind. Over and over, she felt her own releases make her body tremble and quake. She lost count of how many men released into her, but the wetness between her legs kept her aware of how used she was. Other men had begun to climb onto the table to straddle her as they began to fuck her mouth; some jerked themselves off onto her bare breast, others let go on her face. Some made sure to put their release into her mouth, and she continued like a common slut, tasting them, swallowing whatever went into her mouth. Man after man used her until this initial round of fucking began to slow down. She laid there, spent, used, coated in cum. A woman was leaning against the table now, a casual and knowing smile on her face as she used her fingers to trace over her body, through all of the cum that was now everywhere on her. Anna became aware of the woman’s voice, as she was speaking softly just to her. “Mmmm, so nice. Can you smell the cum, little slut? It’s everywhere, your body is completely coated.” To accent her remarks, she brought her cum coated fingers to Anna’s face, under her nose, into her panting lips; then back up her face, purposefully drawing up the wetness to her hair, running her fingers through Anna’s hair over and over, defiling every inch of her. “Your husband has been watching your violation, little slut. His loving little wife, turned into a complete whore in front of his very eyes.”Those words hit home to her, and she came a little closer back to reality; the recognition of what had been done to her sank in deeply, as well as the realization that it couldn’t ever be undone. A sinking feeling hit her stomach, and she felt the tears well up in her eyes. It wasn’t unnoticed by the woman who now let out a little laugh of conquest. “Yes, you know it inside, don’t you. You’re a slut now, a whore.” She pointed to one of the big screens, where the video man had now zoomed in to show a close-up of Anna’s face, coated so thoroughly, with the fingers of the woman tracing her cum covered lips. “You see? See what you look like now? Look at yourself, see what you’ve become.”Eddie had been forced to watch it all; all sense of time was gone now, but it seemed like an eternity that his wife had been fucked. Over and over, he watched the men take turns using the pussy that had been only his for so long. And he watched as they began to flood her, filling her to overflowing; watched as man after man climbed onto the table, spraying their cum onto her body, coating her so thoroughly.Some of the men would come over to him after they’d let go on her, to make comments to him about the woman he loved. Some were intense, like their Master had been, expressing the eroticism of what he was now enduring. Others were a bit harsh, using their words to intensify the humiliation of how they’d been able to just use and fuck the woman he loved.The woman who had been next to him for so much of the time was now next to his wife, talking to her. He couldn’t hear what was being said, but he watched as the woman traced the coating of cum all over his wife, watched as the camera zoomed in close to his wife’s face, and watched as the woman began to feed his wife from the cum that was all over her body. The shame inside of him sank in deeply; but still, he was aware of how hard he was, even after what must have been a couple of hours of watching his wife being gang fucked.Once the ‘pause’ had given everyone time to catch their breath and come back down to earth, Anna and I were both released; a few more moments were given to allow us to get our arms and legs functioning again, and then we were led together to an area that had been prepared simply with comforters, blankets, and pillows on the floor. Anna was still coated, looking so thoroughly used. Every part of her was messed up, cum in her hair and on every part of skin that was showing. I could see on her face that she was ashamed beyond belief; she didn’t want to look at me at all. We knelt together, side by side, as our Master approached with a drink in his hand; quite a few of the men had made their way over there with us, and we were completely encircled.Each of us looked up to face the man who had brought us down so low, as he sipped on his drink.”Well now, that was a perfect start çorum escort to the evening. Eddie, take a look at this slut you call your loving wife. Doesn’t she just look scrumptious, all used and fucked?” He laughed a little, as did others.He approached us, standing right in front of Anna. His hand reached down to lift her by the chin, drawing her eyes to look into his. “Anna.” He paused for effect, a smirk on his face. “My little slut. You put on quite a show there, and we have it all on tape. I’d like you to thank me now, for allowing you to become the whore that you’ve wanted to be. Right here, right now, in front of your humiliated little husband.”She was still in another world, and her words were soft and humbled. “Thank you, Master. For using me. For having me fucked. For making me your whore.”Her words shredded me inside, even though I knew she had no choice.Chapter s*******n:Further humiliation at the party.”Ah, good girl. So obedient. That’s how I want you, nice and obedient, a slut, a whore, ready to spread your legs at a moment’s notice. And eddie…” He turned to me, without taking his hand off of my wife’s chin. “Eddie. You want me to continue using your wife in this way, don’t you.” His eyebrow lifted, and there was an intensity in his look as he drilled deeply into my eyes; he was reminding me without words that he had complete control over me, reminded me that whether we wanted this or not now, we had no choice. He could resort to blackmail if he needed; we were completely at his mercy. “Don’t you, little husband. Tell me you want me to continue using her as a whore.”The sinking hit so deeply inside that I felt as if I could pass out. “yes.” My answer came out so weak.”That’s not good enough, little cuckold hubby. Tell me, in more than just a simple ‘yes’.” His words were harsh, he was pounding it into my mind.”Please. Please Master…..” I faltered for a moment, but recovered. “please use my wife any way you want. Use her as Your whore.””Ah, good boy, good boy eddie. Now, Anna, lie back now, and let your submissive little husband clean you up. Eddie, you know what to do. Don’t stop until I tell you, and I want you to lick every inch of her sloppy messy body.”For the next 20 minutes, I knelt over my wife’s body, her legs spread for me to suck her clean, her arms out to the side as I went over every inch of her. The taste was humiliating at first, but I became used to it, and even wanting more. So badly I wanted to plunge my own aching cock into her, and it was all I could do to keep from doing just that. She laid there, with her eyes closed, resting, as I dutifully cleaned the mess from her.While I did that, others settled in around us, most talking amongst themselves, some commenting on us, some talking about other things. Sometime during all of this, I became aware of another woman who was there in the same capacity as my wife and I…she was walking around, completely naked, serving drinks very humbly. At one point, I was able to see a fairly clear view of her, as I continued licking along my wife’s now relaxed body…. She wasn’t overly attractive, older, and had a ‘hard’ look to her, like someone who’d had a rough life with d**gs. But she was walking around, humbly offering to refresh drinks to any and everyone, and her entire stance showed me that she had been reduced in status completely.My thoughts were still on her, wondering if that’s what was going to be done to my own wife, when our Master made his presence known. “Eddie, that’s enough now.” I stopped worshipping my wife with my tongue, thankful to give my mouth a rest. Unsure of what to do, I resumed my kneeling position. Anna just laid there, too exhausted and now relaxed to even want to move. “eddie, I need you to lie on your back now. Arms crossed behind you, just lie on your arms.” At that point, he called over to the woman who had been serving drinks. “Jamie, pet, we need you over here.” Anna sat up now, in a kneeling position, still humble, but looking over to see what was about to be done to me.Jamie appeared, ready to obey whatever was commanded of her.The Master wrapped an arm loosely around her waist, and it almost seemed second nature to him to use his other hand to idly fondle her bare breast as he spoke his instructions. “Jamie, I need you to go over to the husband of this new slut and mount him.” It was so blatant, it caught both me and my wife off-guard. I saw Anna’s head look up expectantly at our Master, a look of concern on her eyes. Anna has always been a jealous type, never wanting another woman to touch me at all; and even despite all that she’d just done, all of the fucking she’d just had done to her, it still pained her to think of another woman touching me in a sexual way.But Jamie was instant in her obedience, and was straddling my now prone form; it was almost obscene, the way she squatted over my erection that was still bound, handling me to work my cock into her open wetness. She hardly even looked at me as she did it, it was almost as simple as just taking a seat in a chair. I couldn’t contain a mild gasp, as I finally felt the warmth and wetness surrounding my cock that had been aching all night.Mark had noticed Anna’s concern, and knelt down in a superior way next to her. One of his hands grasped her by the back of the neck as he forced her to watch as a complete stranger, a woman, mounted her husband. “Yes, Anna, you need to watch this. You need to know how it feels to see the one you love fucked by another as well. We have many things that we will subject both of you to, but right now, most importantly, you need to see your husband’s cock sink into the warmth of another woman. You need to watch as his own passion lets go, all at the bidding of another woman, not you.” Her eyes filled with tears, and she whispered out a silent ‘please’ as she wanted to deny what she was watching.The servant, Jamie, had simply straddled me and sank down onto me; she hadn’t begun moving or anything yet. My own desire though, had me aching to move, aching to just cum. I knew it was hurting Anna to see this, and I was listening as our Master made the situation very clear and demeaning to her; but I couldn’t help the need inside, it hurt too much.”Jamie, milk him into you.”I doubt I lasted 30 seconds. For a moment, I looked up at her, this relatively plain looking woman, and even tried to not let my arousal take over. But it was too much; even just the simple thought of an unattractive naked woman r****g me was overwhelming, and I felt the pent up desire take over. I listened to Master’s words to my wife, and they had just as profound an effect on me as they did to her.”That’s right Anna, watch your husband, watch him fuck with another woman. I wonder what would go through each of your minds, if I told you that she was not on birth control, hmm? Our private little group here has often played with ideas of breeding.” His hand on her neck tightened, and he shook her a little with aggression to lend impact to what he was saying to her. “It may turn out for us that we desire to breed each of you, in different ways. I wonder how that affects your mind, little slut, my little whore. Imagine being bred. Imagine watching as another woman is impregnated by your husband, even as your own little belly grows from the seed of a Dominant?”The words were too much for each of us; Anna broke out in a sob… but my reaction was different. I suddenly lost all control, shooting all that I had into this woman who fucked me mechanically, dutifully pulling all of my cum into her hungry pussy. I let out a half groan, half yell, as the burning inside of me flooded this woman I didn’t even know. In a single moment, I burst into her, and our Master shoved Anna down into the pillows with a degrading ‘whore’ comment. He then moved to Jamie, lifting her off of my cock, only to plant her spread legs over my face. As I struggled to catch my breath from the quick release, her gaping wet and flooded pussy lowered onto my mouth, and I knew my duty. I quickly became lost in submission, as I realized how low I’d become myself; tasting a woman I’d never met before, sucking her pussy that was flooded with my own cum, all in front of a crowd of people I didn’t know, a crowd that had just had their way with my wife. All of this done in front of my own wife, the woman I love with all of my heart, even as she sobbed from the pain of seeing me obey in adultery. Chapter Eighteen:Punishment, and whoring my wifeAs the woman was finally pulled from off of my face, I was aware that my wife was being led upstairs again by our Master; a man I didn’t know reached down to pull me to a sitting position, and he explained to me that my whore wife was being taken upstairs to clean up. He added with a hint of a wicked smile that he was now in charge of me, and that his specialty was in ‘breaking wills’.He led me to another hall, and as always, a few of the crowd followed along to watch with amusement. A door at the end of the hall was open, and it led down to the basement. There I was in for another shock.The entire part that was visible to me appeared to be like an ancient dungeon; I didn’t have time to take it all in, because I was soon locked into old style wooden stocks. My head and both hands were placed in grooves of a wooden plank, and another wooden plank was brought down to lock me in a bent over position. I felt my legs being spread apart, and the cuffs that were still on my ankles were then latched to eyebolts in the cement that kept me immobile. The exhaustion from such an intense orgasm, as well as from all that I’d been witnessing was enough to keep me passive while led to this dungeon. As the final checks were done to make sure I was secure, that’s when it really started to sink in to me that I may not want to be in this position. I looked up and around, and could see so many things now that genuinely scared me. Whips, chains, and a large number of unknown implements hung on the walls; there were other tables as well, designed clearly to hold people immobile. There was even a wood-burning stove, and it was lit, giving off an eerie flickering light. The man who’d led me down was now around to my face, and he bent over slightly to make eye contact with me. “Eddie, my name is Master Nick, and tonight I’m going to teach you a little about pain. You see, pain is often viewed as something to avoid; but at this point, you’re not in a position to avoid anything. So now you are about to learn what it is like to have pain, and to have to endure pain as far as you can…and then further. No choices anymore, eddie.” Then he leaned in closer, as if in a conspiratorial way. “eddie, I was one of the many who enjoyed your wife tonight. I have some wonderful plans for her as well. There’s nothing you can do about it, eddie. I’m going to enjoy hurting her, and making her know what you’re learning right now: that there’s no more a choice, that the will of the members here overrides any of your own petty desires in your life.”His words frightened me. Then he was out of sight, around to the rear of me. The scorching pain that shot through me was a shock that I should have expected, but didn’t. And it didn’t stop. He was whipping me; it was nothing like the light flogging that I’d thought about in past fantasies… this was a much more realistic whipping, one that brought genuine yells from me, genuine pain that had me crying out in agony. And it didn’t stop. I had no idea if real damage was being done or not; I knew that he’d taken me past the point of caring about my own pride. I’d been reduced to groveling, to crying, to pleading. My eyes were swollen from the tears that had been pouring out for the last hour now. I knew that even my nose had been running, but I’d had no way of stopping it. It didn’t matter to me though; he’d been flogging me, whipping me, using unknown implements to make my skin burn. My ass, my legs, my back; nothing was spared. I’d tried to be strong early on, and then when I’d been brought to the point of genuinely crying, I tried pleading. I tried using every respectful tone I could manage, and I’d also been brought to the point of trying to be serious, even cursing at him. And then it went further, where my mind was broken down. My pleading was real now, my promises genuine. I begged for any and everything that he presented to my mind; I begged to see my wife beaten like this, begged to see her used every morning and night. I begged to see her impregnated, to see her d**gged and sold. I begged to have both of us, my wife and I marked, branded, solidly, blatantly, for all to see. I even begged to have myself given to a gay Master, to serve as his own personal slave. There was nothing too escort çorum obscene, nothing at all that I wouldn’t agree to.Early on, I heard the others around who were watching; I heard their laughter, and their comments. Eventually though, nothing else matter to me, only my desire to please Him, the one who controlled every ounce of my will. Even looking back on it now, I knew that it was genuine within me…there was nothing I wouldn’t do.When he finally released me from the stocks, I did the first thing he demanded of me, and I did it with a thankful passion: I sucked his cock. I sucked it with need, wanting to pleasure Him, wanting to show him my sincerity and gratitude. I never even saw the man with the video camera, and only found out some time later that my wife was made to watch on the big screens upstairs in shame as her husband, brought down to a state of nothingness, sucked and sucked for 15 minutes, acting like a puppy so eager to please. I took all of his cock, all that he had built up inside of him, and swallowed it down proudly, so pleased to be pleasuring this man of complete power over me.I never knew that I could be reduced to so low of a point, but at the time, there was nothing else in my life outside of being what I’d become.Anna had been taken upstairs to completely shower and clean herself. Master Mark was relatively gentle with her; she had been upset, and quite broken down mentally after all that she’d just endured and witnessed. He took his time with her, showering her himself, washing her off, drying her, and taking her to the bed to hold her for a while. His words were softer, but still strong in maintaining her new position; he wasn’t about to give her room to regain composure from as far down as he’d brought her this evening. He maintained within her broken mind that we were now His. That his choices were all that existed for both of us now, even when that means that she has to watch the man she loves fuck another woman. He kept it in her mind that she’d become a fucktoy, and that everyone here now knew her in that way. She had broken down crying again, while he held her on the bed, but she wasn’t allowed to remain like that. Leading her from the bed, he took her directly downstairs, puffy eyes and all… with no clothing at all. Her nipple clamps still remained on her, jingling with every move she made. Downstairs, she was assigned the task of serving drinks, along with Jamie, the woman who’d taken her husband’s cock just an hour ago. While humbly and quietly walking around, taking empty glasses and replacing them with full drinks, her attention was brought to the big screen to watch more of her husband’s humiliation. She saw the condition he was in, his body striped with welts, his reduction to an eager cocksucker. In her own mind, she knew that things would never be the same, that they were more than just owned now. Their lives would never be the same.I was led upstairs by way of a leash; my hands were cuffed behind my back, and once again my cock was throbbing. My mind was awash with pure submission, and it only fueled my need inside when I saw my wife, naked, humbly walking from group to group, serving drinks as well as being felt up constantly by any and everyone who desired to touch her.I was led past her, and the leash was handed to Master Mark. Master Nick told him with a satisfied smile that I was now truly broken. “I don’t know how much you watched the screen Mark, but he’s done. You can do what you want with him now.” Master Mark laughed. “Well, we did get to catch the end, where little eddie showed his true colors sucking your cock with abandon; I’ve had control over him, but this just sealed the coffin. And you know that, don’t you eddie?”My head was low, and I nodded my head yes.”eddie, I think it’s time you understood the true nature of your whore wife now. Anna, come here honey.”Anna walked from across the room to stand humbly beside our Master. “Yes Sir” was her soft reply.Tonight, you’ve done such a good job of pleasuring the men in this house. You’ve had a little bit of a break, while everyone has still been able to enjoy the beauty of your naked body. But now, it’s time for you to understand another part of your role now. Once you’ve come to this house, you belong to us. There’s no turning back now. I think both of you understand that, yes?” She and I both hesitantly nodded our agreement, half whispering a quiet “Yes Sir.””Good, good. Now Anna, I’ve prepared 5 cards for you. They’re your private business cards. Each one has a name on it; for example, this one has the name “Master Michael” written on the back, see?” He showed her the backside of the card that had the name, but then he turned it around to show the front. What we saw made both of our legs weak. It was an oversized photo business card, printed up with a couple of photos on it; one was a closeup of her sucking a cock, her lips spread wide, wrapped tightly around a large cock. The other was a full body shot of her, very impressively showing her beautiful naked body. In the center of the card was her name, full name written out, with our home number and address.He paused, holding the card for us to see, making it sink in.”Your next task now is going to be to go to every man in this house now, and to ask for each of the 5 names that are on these cards. If it’s not one of the men you seek, you are to ask if he had the chance to fuck you this evening; if he did, you are to thank him, and ask if he’d like for you to suck him off right then and there to express your gratitude. It’s up to the individual, if he’d like for you to do that or not. If he did not have the chance to fuck you, then you are to offer yourself to him; if he wants you, you are to take him up to the room you’ve been in upstairs, and give him the pleasure of your sexuality.” Again he paused, making it sink in what he was demanding. There must have been at least 20 men still in the house. “The 5 individuals with names on the cards have won a draw; each one has been given the chance to use you for the next month, whenever he should desire. When you find one of the men on your ‘list’, you are to tell him that you would be honored to service him anytime he should so desire, no matter what time of night. Your name, number, and address are on the card; you will give him the card, and tell him that you are available for his pleasure whenever he desires. It’s up to him if he wants to call, or just show up to take you. This card is good for the month.” He looked at each of us, slowly, burning into each of our souls with his eyes, and his voice softened to almost a whisper. “You will do this, both of you will go through with this; I own you now, and both of you know it. Eddie, you know, don’t you.” His eyes shone with the veiled threat.My head dropped to face the floor. God. What had we gotten into? I knew the power that we’d allowed him to now have over us; I knew there was no choice. My own submission was so overwhelming, I knew there was nothing to do but to agree. “Yes Sir, I understand.”Mark’s eyes turned to Anna, who was now visibly trembling. “Anna, you’re going to do as I tell you, aren’t you.” No room for compromise.Her cheeks were flushed, and she momentarily crossed her arms in insecurity. “yes.” Her reply was soft, full of shame, embarrassed.He leaned in close to her. “You will suck with pleasure, and you make sure you swallow everything given to you. If you end up taking a man upstairs, you will aggressively fuck him, like you’re making love to him; do not lie back and expect to have the work done, you give them pleasure. And Anna…as you find the men on your cards, I want you to look at them, and think about the fact that soon, you will be entertaining them individually in your own home. I want you to put your arms around them, as you find them, and kiss them deeply….and thank them, telling them you’re looking forward to serving them over the next month. I know you understand how to put on a good show; do this now, convince them that you really want this. And remember, Anna…eddie will be watching. He’s going to see you whoring yourself out the whole time. He’s going to be watching as you suck the cocks in this room, watching as you take men upstairs to fuck them, and watching as you thank the men who now have the rights and the access to use you as their own whore in your own home.”I saw her whole body flush and tremble as he spoke to her, and saw her drop her eyes in so much shame; I could also see tears welling up in her eyes as the reality of our situation sank in. But there was nothing I could do, and I knew it. I knew that Master Mark had all of the power; he had all of the video of me, and I knew he would use it if he needed to. I now understood what he’d meant, back in the hotel so long ago, when he told me that I was to help encourage her into doing the things that He wanted. I couldn’t save her, I couldn’t save either of us. She was going to have to be His whore, and all I could do was stand there humbly and take it. As the reality of the situation sank in to me deeply, I realized that my cock was throbbing. How could I be aroused by this treatment of the woman I loved??? The shame was overwhelming, and I wanted to run. Instead, though, I stood there obediently, quietly, as my wife looked to me as if wanting help. I simply nodded my head as if to say, “yes, go on…do what you’re told.” I had started to move to embrace her for a moment, but Master Mark pulled on my leash harshly, keeping me from touching her. She took the cards from Him, and slowly walked off. She paused, standing naked and exposed for a moment…and then she headed toward a small group of men who were lounging in some chairs drinking and chatting.They became silent, with amused smiles on all of their faces, as she approached them. She knelt before all of them, asking each one individually if they were one of the names on the cards. I couldn’t hear her words, but I saw her asking her questions. I saw the first man shake his head no, and then watched as he accepted her offer to suck his cock.This went on for the longest time. Master Mark kept me by his side, kneeling whenever he stopped moving; he kept my attention on what my wife was doing. I saw her sucking cock after cock, and watched as the men enjoyed with slight humor the role she was in. They seemed to enjoy her shame in it as much as our Master did; some of them seemed to take particular interest in my own shame, making sure to make eye contact with me as they enjoyed touching her beauty. She sucked so many cocks, and took 3 men upstairs. As she stood from each man she sucked, she was usually offered a drink; she was taking the drinks, needing to wash down the cum that she’d been swallowing. She had to be getting drunk. I also took note of the men that she embraced and kissed as she gave up her cards. The first man was average in build, probably somewhere in his late 30s. The next was an older man, slightly balding; probably the least fit of all the men in the room, slightly heavy. The third man was quite a large guy; very fit. It took her a while to get to the fourth man; by the time she found him, she’d been through most of the men in the house. I don’t know how many men she’d sucked…I’d lost count. She looked exhausted. This fourth man was a quiet individual, older and in his 60s, and he had a very dark way of looking at her. He spent some time talking to her while holding her in his embrace after she’d kissed him. I saw her answering questions, and could tell from her demeanor that she was being humiliated. When she finally left his grasp, she had only 3 men left to check on. One of them appeared to have had enough, and simply took the opportunity to fondle her bare breast as she moved on to the next man. Master Nick was the next one she gave the card to; he made a point of looking directly at me, with a very wicked grin, as he accepted the card from her. The last man of the room was one of the oldest men in the room, possibly in his later 60s. He reminded me of a dirty old man, in the way that he took her embrace and kiss. He then pushed her to her knees, to have her suck on his cock; he never got completely hard, but made her continue for the longest time, simply enjoying this younger naked woman kneeling before him in submission, sucking on his semi-hard cock.Master Mark finally walked over to her, pulling her up. It was clearer now that she was definitely drunk, almost to the point of being u*********s. The party seemed to be winding down, and He took the moment to announce to everyone that the winners had all been notified, for everyone to enjoy the rest of the evening, and that he looked forward to the next meeting in çorum escort bayan a month and a half.At that point, he took the two of us upstairs to a private room; I was left kneeling in the middle of the floor while he took care of my wife, helping her into the shower yet again, and providing her with the things she needed to get cleaned up. Then he came back to me, and laid back on the bed while he studied me, casually sipping from a drink.”So. Tell me what you’re thinking, eddie. Was the night what you expected?”I hesitated. The sounds of the shower running distracted me, making me think of being at home with my wife; there was a pain inside, wanting to be home alone with her, having her come out of the shower all fresh and clean to climb into bed with me. But reality had me kneeling, with my hands still cuffed behind my back, a leash hanging from my collar as I knelt naked in front of a man who would likely sleep with my wife tonight.”It’s been a hard night.” My voice was a lot more submissive than I’d thought.He let out a bit of a chuckle, and I wondered for a moment if he was drunker than I’d thought. “Yes, I have no doubt it’s been a hard night.” His voice took on a bit of aggression. “I should think it would be hard, watching your sweet little wife act like a tramp, whoring her body out for so many men tonight, all in front of you while you could do nothing to stop it.” Then his voice took on a softer tone. “But I think you enjoyed it more than you would like to admit to. Hell, eddie, look at your cock even now as we’re speaking.”He was right, my arousal seemed to continue to give me away, making it so hard for me to understand why these things turned me on.”I’m worred about this next month, Master. I’m concerned that it’s getting out of control. We have k**s.”He seemed sincere for the moment. “eddie, everyone in this club of ours is very trustworthy, and nobody here has any desire for real harm. Trust me, nobody will jeopardize things with your family. But part of this is going to fall on you. If one of the men show up to use your wife in the evening, you need to have a plan in mind. Perhaps you need to invent the idea that your wife is busy with work, and may have business meetings in the evening. You will need to find ways to keep your k**s entertained, while your wife performs her sexual favors. On the weekend, you may need to find ways to be ready to take your k**s away. These men will be discreet, but trust me… they are going to take advantage of the free sex your wife is going to provide to them.”His words were messing with my mind; it was hitting me hard, knowing that men were going to be showing up at our house, and that it was my wife’s duty to pleasure them…most likely all in our bed. Master Mark saw the turmoil going on in my head, as my face was flushed, and I was having a hard time staying still. But he took a harder stance, sitting up and leaning in closer to my face to make me pay attention. “eddie.” Suddenly his hand reached out and slapped me hard across the face. His volume was quiet, but his tone harsh and commanding. “You and your little wife came into this voluntarily. You handed over the control on a silver platter, giving me all of the power a man could possibly need over a pair of submissive sluts. What did you think, that this would be some fun cake-walk of sexual fantasies for you? When you chose to give over control, when you chose to submit to me, you chose to give me pleasure. This isn’t about you, this is about what your Master wants. You two are now in my power, and whether you like it or not, you’re going to do things my way.” His tone softened in finality. “You don’t have a choice in this anymore eddie. Accept it, and learn to take the pleasure in following my desires.”Despite the shame that was flooding over me, I was aware that his outburst made my cock throb even higher.”Do you understand me, eddie? Look at me, and answer me.”I looked up into his commanding eyes. “Yes Sir.” I was defeated, feeling the same sensation I’d felt earlier while I was being broken by the whip. “I understand You Sir.”The shower stopped running, and I knew that Anna was finishing up. Suddenly Master Mark stood and went to the door. He brought back in with him Master Nick, and my stomach sank.”Eddie, tonight I am going to sleep with your wife. She will be here with me all night. Tonight, you are going to spend the night with Master Nick.” He let it sink in to me, and the pain inside was multiplied over many times. “You will obey Him completely tonight; are we clear?”God. I’d just spent the entire evening watching my wife exhaust herself pleasuring so many men; I’d had little relief from the buildup inside, and my own burning desire was killing me. And now I was being turned over to another man, one who seemed to have more desire in handling me than handling my wife. “Yes Master. I understand.”Master Nick then took the end of my leash and led me away to another room.Chapter Nineteen:Learning my placeThe reality of my position had hit home. The pangs of jealousy that I’d felt throughout the night as my wife was used became more intense, as I realized that Master Mark was going to sleep with her tonight. I couldn’t ever have imagined the intensity that would hit with the thoughts of another man sleeping with her; yes, fucking is a big deal all in itself, and I had no doubt he was going to fuck her yet again tonight. But the intimacy of then going to sleep with her… god how it hurt inside.Then there was the reality of what was happening to me. I still had very vivid memories of what Master Nick had done to me, how he’d brought me down to such a level that there was nothing I wouldn’t have said or done; and I did do what he wanted, I’d sucked his cock…all the way. Now he was taking me to another room, where I knew I would be spending the night with him. I’m not gay; I never have been. The unknown of what was going to happen filled me with dread.He led me by the leash into His room and had me kneel beside the bed. For a moment, I thought there was going to be a little compassion from him as he asked if I was thirsty. I’d had very little to drink throughout the night, and as he picked up a bottle of Vodka from a table I eagerly said “Yes, very thirsty Sir.” My voice was still full of humility.He poured a short glass full, then walked over to sit on the bed before me. Sipping from the glass, he took his time looking into my eyes. “You’ve had quite a night, eddie. Mark and I have had quite a few discussions regarding you. I understand that you fell into this role quite naturally, and willingly. Is that right?”I swallowed as the truth was laid out. “Yes Sir.” I hesitated, and then added “I use to fantasize about things of this nature….. I knew I leaned submissive, but never ever thought it could ever be reality. When it happened… I just knew that it was the right chance to let go.”He had a wicked looking smirk, and he set the glass down for a moment while he stood and removed his clothing. Pausing, he stood in front of me, with His semi-hard cock just inches from my face. Then he took the glass of Vodka, and dipped his cock in it, pulling it out to give me my drink. “You said you were thirsty, so now take your drink. Suck from my cock, eddie.”I knelt there, my face burning, and did as he said. I sucked what he had on his cock, and then he dipped again. He continued like this for a while until he was too hard to get into the glass easily. He held the glass to my lips and told me to finish it quickly.I can’t describe the intensity that was burning inside of me, but was so thankful that I had the alcohol in me now.Standing me up, he finally released my cuffs. My arms had gone past the point of aching, and I could hardly move them. He bent me over the edge of the bed, leaving me like that on my stomach. I heard him at the vanity, rinsing his cock off, and then he was behind me.”It’s late, eddie, and I simply want to show you what it’s like to be used, like your wife is being used right now.” He let out a light laugh. “Yes, your Master indicated that he planned to fuck her ass tonight; her pussy is likely about as worn out as can be, and taking her in the ass would be refreshing, and it would also make a nice statement to her about how much he owns her.” He paused to let that sink in while he methodically spread my legs and began lubing up my backside without prelude. “And tonight, you are going to feel the same thing; you can think about what your little wife is feeling at the same time, and you can know that you’re no better off.” He leaned over me, his breath on the back of my neck…”from what I’ve seen of your submissiveness, you will likely want this, and come to need this more than you care to admit.” With that statement, he leaned his body in close, slowly opening me up with his cock; I felt it enter, ever so slowly. The pain was there, but his hand was on the back of my neck, holding me steady as he penetrated into me.Soon he was all the way in. My back was arched, my breathing ragged… I was aware of my cock raging against the bed, and felt nothing but the violation, the openness, the fulfillment of being filled and used. He stayed in me for the longest time, without moving; when I began to squirm in reaction to my cock aching beneath me, that’s when he began to slowly fuck me. His words were in my ear, almost whispered, as he used me. “Yes, good boy. You do like that, don’t you. You want a cock in you, you know where you belong, don’t you. Feel the fullness, feel a man’s cock plundering you. Think about your wife, eddie; she’s being reamed like this even now. Master Mark is taking her, making her his own. You want to feel like that, don’t you. Owned. A fuck toy. That’s what you are now, boy. A fuck toy. A Submissive little slut, made to pleasure cocks.” He was working himself into a frenzy, stating his desires over and over, making me moan and whimper, taking his pleasure while humiliating me over and over with what I’ve allowed to become of myself.I felt his release. It was like a liquid heat, spilling into me, flooding me. The finality of it caused me to release my own cum, shooting off between my stomach and the bed sheets. At some point I’d started to sob, quietly, not out of control, just sobbing as I knew how far we’d come. After he’d rested inside of me for a moment, he pulled out slowly, making me feel it; then he pushed me off to the floor, throwing the soiled sheet to me. “You sleep on the floor.” That was all he said as he got into the soft bed to crash for the night. I curled up on the hard floor, wrapping the sheet around my nakedness, thankful to finally be able to cover myself up. I could feel the wetness in my ass, knowing how complete my violation was. My quiet sobbing started up again, as I lay there for the longest time thinking of how much I love Anna, and thinking of what she was going through, wanting so badly to be able to go to her to give her comfort, and to get comfort myself.Anna was drunk, her mind was in a perpetual fog. She was in the shower, and had constant thoughts of sucking cock going through her mind. The shower helped; it was refreshing her mind a little, but her body ached. From sore muscles, to a jaw that was so tired, to her intimate area between her legs that was sore from being used. Her nipples were sore as well; she’d passed out briefly when Master Mark removed them while putting her in the shower. He’d had to support her for a few moments, while she regained her senses. Even while soaping up, her nipples ached badly. She didn’t know how long she’d been in the shower, but all she wanted to do was get out and go to bed. She wanted to sleep. Thoughts of her husband kept buzzing through her mind, and she wanted to feel his arms around her. Drying off, she managed herself over to the vanity to brush her teeth. Her jaw ached, but it felt so good to feel the freshness of a clean mouth.Arms were around her, taking her to the bed; it didn’t seem right, it wasn’t the man she loved…but her head was spinning, and it didn’t matter. The sheets felt soft and clean against her nakedness, and it was inviting her to let go, to sleep. There was a fullness, a sensation of being opened up in her rear…. The arms were around her, holding her close, the warmth of a body next to her…. It should have been painful, she thought, but it felt good, it felt right. The fullness moved inside of her, slick with lubrication, in and out… she felt herself moaning, heard her own voice far away, saying “yes, yes…god yes”…. Time had no meaning; it could have been forever, it could have been just a moment…and then came the wetness, the heat spilling into her with the grunting and groaning of a deep voice against her ear. Sleep overwhelmed her then, with a strong sense of contentment, of fulfillment. Whispers filled her dreams, telling her what a good slut she was, what a good girl. Promises of more, so much more to come….
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