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Becoming Lebron’s Bitch
by OldCuck54
Chapter 3
My lips wrapped tightly around Lebron’s huge black cock, I suckled gently, drawing out the last drips and dregs of piss from his bladder. It was impossible to say which I found more humiliating...the position I was in, swallowing my wife’s r*a*p*i*s*t’s urine into my belly, or the fact that my tiny little pecker was swollen painfully in my cock cage. How could I deny it, I really was becoming a faggot for nigger cock. Servicing a real man like a little bitch whore was exactly where I belonged.
“That’s it piss bucket,” Lebron said, as he jerked his cock out of my mouth and wiped it off against my face, “ya got it all. Now take care of your fuckin’ wife. I got customers comin’ in a couple hours and she’s gonna be servicin’ my buddies the rest of the night. Now that I’ve busted it wide open, I’m runnin’ a half price sale on her asshole to let the boys get acquainted with her.”
Tiffany was still laying on the daybed in a half daze. After removing the duct tape, I managed to drag/carry her into the bathroom and get her into the shower. I decided it would be easiest to simply get in the shower with her and give us both a quick wash. As the hot water poured over us, I lathered her up and began giving her a thorough scrubbing with a rough washcloth. When she’d been scrubbed clean, I turned her toward the showerhead, raised her hands to lean against the wall and let her head relax to let the shower pour over her head and hair.
As she leaned there, I believe it was almost instinct that made her spread her legs as wide as the shower allowed. Tentatively, I snuggled closer and closer to her from behind until finally my cockcage was brushing up against her. I had already dropped the washcloth and was tenderly caressing her soft pillowy breasts. My hands were now roaming freely all over my wife’s body, massaging her flesh. As I began kneading her right breast with one hand, the other dropped down between her legs and gently stroked up through the wet folds of her pussy.
She moaned as my fingers ever so lightly touched her swollen, hard clitty and she pushed her full round ass back hard against me.
“Oh honey you are making me feel so good and your little dicky must really be uncomfortable,” Tiffany said as my hands continued their prayerful caresses.
“You’ve been such a good puppy tonight honey. I’d love to unlock your little pecker and let you rub it on mommy’s ass. I’d even let you cum on mommy’s titties. But honey, I don’t have the key any more. Lebron asked me to give it to him, so of course I did.”
Jesus, I couldn’t believe it. The n*gger who had taken my wife, now had complete control over my cock as well.
There was nothing to be done, so I simply said, “That’s ok Tiff. I understand.”
For the next ten or fifteen minutes it was nearly as though we were a normal husband and wife. The water poured over us as I continued massaging my wife’s fabulous body while rubbing my caged cock up and down her plump round ass. She submitted with obvious pleasure and even, from time to time, ground her butt back against my cage.
My cock was in a state of simultaneous pain and ecstacy. Swollen and straining against the cage and yet enjoying every moment of the attention my wife was giving. For the first time since Tiffany had put my cock in it’s cage, I was beginning to feel like I might even ejaculate. It was just as that thought was going through my mind, that my wife said,
“Puppy, I hate to be a killjoy, but I think I’ve let this go on long enough. You know as well as I, that I’m Lebron’s fuck meat now. I really don’t think he’d appreciate you getting all this free time with his property. After I’ve serviced all his black friends, maybe he’ll let you buy a handjob or something. I wouldn’t mind touching your little wiener if it’s ok with him.”
With that said, Tiffany didn’t move, but continued to push back against me, so I continued with the massage of her breasts and clit. Soon, I couldn’t help it and I began humping my caged cock up and down between my wife’s plump buttocks. I was just on the edge of dribbling out a little cumshot when Tiffany quickly turned and brought her knee up hard right into my nutsack.
“Unnnnhhhh,” I grunted and began to bend over in pain. Instead, Tiffany pushed me back against the shower wall and pinned me there with her ample bosom.
“You really are a fuckin’ dumbass honey. If you would have just kept rubbing me up, I would have let you go on forever, but as soon as you start humping that fucking worthless baby pecker on my ass, then you’re just being a bad puppy and it’s time to put you back in your place.”
Another hard knee right into my nuts brought another “Unnnnnhhh.”
Then another and another. Five, six, seven, eight times. Right knee, then left knee. Tiffany pummeled my swollen nuts mercilessly until she finally allowed me to crumple to the floor. As I groveled on hands and knees, my wife opened the shower door and stepped out for just a minute. She soon returned holding her enema bag.
As I tried to regain my balance and stand, she said. “Stay right there puppy.”
Of course, there was no surprise as to what happened next. After filling the enema bag, she had me push the nozzle into her butthole and then release the nozzle. After a few mintues, she had me pull out the nozzle and get into position with my mouth open. Tiffany loves to empty her first enema right into my mouth and all over my face. As she fills the bag again, I need to quickly pick up any of the turds that are lying on the shower floor and pop them in my mouth. I only have the time it takes to fill and empty the bag into her bowel before I must have all the shit disposed of into my belly.
This time I was lucky. Lebron has already fucked most of the shit out of my wife’s butt and I was left with only a very few small turdlets. I could have even let them wash down the drain, but I’m a very well trained puppy. I quickly scooped up each one and popped it into my mouth. I had them chewed and swallowed well before the bag was filled and the nozzle back in Tiffany’s ass.
Three more enemas and her bowel was spic and span, ready for the n*gger dick she’d be taking the rest of the evening. As she stepped from the shower, Tiffany pointed toward the bathtub and told me to crawl over and assume the “pile driver” position.
“Well honey, we need to clean out your puppy butt too. I don’t know if Lebron told you, but I’ll be whoring my ass for half price tonight. Master wants to make sure that all his boys get a chance to have a taste of his newest whore. Just to be sure we get an extra good turnout, he’s letting everyone know there’s some free sissy pussy and mouth available as well. That’s you honey. You’ll be getting almost as much black dick as I will tonight.”
Tiffany wasted no time and soon there was a full gallon of very hot water filling my intestines. Once, the bag was emptied into my bowels, my wife moved to the vanity and began applying her make-up. She took nearly five minutes working on her eyes until they have a sort of whorish Cleopatra look. She came back to the bathtub and said,
“Blow it out, bitch. Let’s see if we need another flush.”
Of course, in the piledriver position, the water in my butt rains down on my face, chest and head. It was nearly clean, but just enough shit to give it a light tea color. Tiffany decided I need another flush and quickly put another gallon into my bowels.
As she finished her make-up, cheeks and cherry red lipstick, she began drying her hair and I was struck again by just how beautiful my wife is. She could easily be a model, but instead, she’s a whore. A whore for a n*gger pimp with a huge black cock. Even that wouldn’t be so humiliating were it not for the fact that she receives nothing in compensation but an occasional fuck by that monster dick. Lebron will be keeping every dime she earns. I have no doubt that Tiffany will be earning a great deal of money for her nigger pimp while I continue to support the two of us.
Tiffany finished her make-up and told me to shower quickly and present myself for inspection. In no more than ninety seconds I was standing in front of her with my legs spread and my hands clasped behind my head. She was still seated at her make-up table so that my worthless little caged dicklet was right in front of her.
Taking my caged cock in the palm of her hand, my wife looked up at me and said, “You know that this is the problem, don’t you puppy.”
“yes ma’am,” I moaned.
“If you had a cock honey, you might still be taking care of my needs, but you don’t,” she said as she bounced my cock cage up and down in the palm of her hand. “You’ve got this little faggot clitty that couldn’t possibly pleasure a woman. It really is worthless. You agree with that don’t you puppy? Don’t you agree that your tiny clitty is totally worthless?”
“yes ma’am,” I cried, the tears beginning to run down my face.
“Yes what puppy? Mommy wants to hear you say it.”
“y-y-y-your p-p-p-puppy doesn’t have a cock mommy,” I whimpered. “i’m so sorry mommy, your little puppy has a tiny faggot clitty. your puppy will never be a real man mommy.”
“I know honey,” she said, looking up at me as she continued bouncing my little caged cock, “it really is sad isn’t it. You’d be a good man if you weren’t such a little girl down here. I’m so glad you understand that hun. Right down here is the only thing that counts. It’s what makes a man a man and you don’t have it, do you. You don’t have a cock do you honey so you’ll never be a real man will you?”
“no ma’am, i’ll never be a real man,” I whimpered.
“That’s right baby and since you’ll never be worth anything as a man Lebron wants me to consider making you a woman. He’s thinking that we’ll start with a castration, but not the whole sack. He wants to slit open your nutsack and cut out your testicles. He wants to keep your sack there for later so it can be turned into big flapping cunt lips.”
How was I supposed to deal with this. I was horrified. The taking and r****g of my wife wasn’t enough. Humiliating me and taking my psychological manhood was not sufficient. This fucking n*gger wanted it all. There was nothing to say, I simply sobbed as my wife continued.
Cupping my balls in her hand, she gave them a firm squeeze as she said, “before I tell you what Lebron and I have decided, I want you to tell me who owns these little testicles.”
“you do mommy. you own my little sissy nuts.”
“That’s right puppy. I’m so glad you accept that. And of course, if I own ‘em, I can certainly decide to cut ‘em off, can’t I?”
“yes ma’am,” I answered in barely a whisper.
“Yes what puppy? Mommy wants to hear you say it.”
“you own my little puppy nuts mommy and you can cut them off if you want.”
“And you won’t make a big sissy fuss, will you puppy?”
“no mommy. i won’t make a fuss if you want to cut off my nuts.”
I couldn’t believe these words were coming out of my mouth. And even more, I was shocked to realize that they were true. Tiffany did own me, lock, stock and nutsack. She could and would do with me as she pleased. I was her property and nothing more.
“But you’d probably rather I let you keep them, wouldn’t you puppy.”
“oh yes mommy,” I sobbed, “please let me keep them. please. i’ll be a good puppy mommy. I’ll do anything you want. i’ll do anything Lebron wants. please don’t take my nuts mommy. please. i’ll be a really good fuck toy mommy. my butthole will be a perfect sissy pussy mommy. i promise. please. please don’t take my nuts.”
As Tiffany continued to bounce my nutsack in the palm of her hand I begged and pleaded with her. I was used to debasing myself for her, but this was a new level of submission. I promised to be a perfect cocksucker, a willing whore, a toilet and a cum rag. I promised to service any man, woman or b**st she wished. Finally, after many minutes, she said,
“Ok puppy, that’s enough. You’re not gonna lose ‘em tonight, if you do just what you promised. If you can satisfy all of Lebron’s friends tonight, you’ll get to keep your nuts for a while. I’m not saying I won’t cut them off tomorrow, or next week or even next year. But I’ll let you keep them for now. Are we clear?”
With our clear agreement on just what my nuts were worth, Tiffany put on my puppy collar and leash and had me drop to all fours. “Remember what we just decided honey. If you expect to keep your worthless nutsack you’ll need to be more than just obedient tonight. I want you to try hard to make sure every man who comes to use me tonight has the best time possible. We’re both slut whores honey and that means we do our very best to give the most pleasure we can to every swinging dick we encounter.”
With the steel chain collar and attached leash around my neck, I crawled behind her like a good puppy as we headed out to the living room. I wasn’t surprised to see Lebron sitting there naked watching a basketball game. As we moved slowly across the room toward him, I realized that my own feelings and perceptions were changing quickly and drastically. For the first time I was seeing him not as the n*gger who stole my wife but the god whom my wife worshiped.
He was leaning back in the recliner looking utterly relaxed as we walked in. His body, even in such repose was perfectly sculpted, every muscle thickly formed and defined. The color of his skin was as dark as any black man not immediately removed from Africa and was flawless in it’s smooth perfection. His head was shaved bald and it was only at that moment that I realized his body had no hair at all. Even his groin was smooth as black silk.
The lack of hair made his cock look even larger, if that was possible. It was at that moment completely flaccid, though that made it even more intimidating. Whereas my flaccid cock will nearly disappear, his was lying across his hip and was still as big as my forearm. Though un-circumcised, the head was still clearly outlined by the black skin stretched over it’s girth. This was indeed a cock worthy of worship, a man born to rule women. At that moment I realized with full understanding that he was born to dominate me as well. Tiffany owned me, but this man, this real man, had title to us both. He was our god and we were born to grovel and pray at his feet. As my wife seductively climbed into his lap, pressing her naked skin against his, I took my proper place at his feet, head down in complete supplication.
At that moment I wanted to let god know I was his servant. I bent my head to the floor and began kissing his feet. Light flickering kisses on each toe in turn, touching the tip of each one with my tongue and then pressing my lips for a kiss. I could hear his huge hands as they caressed and kneaded the supple flesh of my gorgeous wife. I could hear the wet hungry sounds of their mouths and tongues as they devoured one another with passion and abandon. It was fitting and natural that I was ignored and insignificant as I worshiped at the feet of my new god.
My worship continued for many minutes, from one toe to another, from one foot to another. My tongue began probing between gods toes, lapping and licking and before long I was sucking his big toes as though they were cocks. I was gods creature and belonged to him body and soul.
By the time I was taking two and three of Lebron’s toes into my mouth, he finally gave Tiffany a loud smack on her ass and kicked his foot just enough to let me know I was done. “You got here just in time faggot. I thought I was gonna have to get up and go to the bathroom and I hate doing that when I’ve got a piss bucket nearby. Get up here and get your mouth on my dick.”
As I scrambled up between his legs, Tiffany moved just enough to give me clear access.
“Can I hold it master,” she asked as I wrapped my lips around the head. “Can I hold your cock while you piss in my little puppy’s mouth.”
Lebron must have nodded ‘yes’ as I watched my wife grip her master’s massive meat with one hand while she stroked the top of my head with the other.
“That’s it puppy,” she cooed at me. “Be a good little piss bucket for daddy.”
As God’s urine flooded my mouth, I couldn’t help but marvel at my own transformation in just a few hours. The revulsion and humiliation I’d felt when Lebron had emptied his bladder into my mouth was gone completely. Even the taste of the piss seemed different - saltier, hardy, more savory and completely delicious. He had called me his piss bucket, but I saw myself as God’s receptacle. I knew there was no turning back now. I would never again be Tiffany’s husband. I was becoming Lebron’s bitch.
by OldCuck54
Chapter 3
My lips wrapped tightly around Lebron’s huge black cock, I suckled gently, drawing out the last drips and dregs of piss from his bladder. It was impossible to say which I found more humiliating...the position I was in, swallowing my wife’s r*a*p*i*s*t’s urine into my belly, or the fact that my tiny little pecker was swollen painfully in my cock cage. How could I deny it, I really was becoming a faggot for nigger cock. Servicing a real man like a little bitch whore was exactly where I belonged.
“That’s it piss bucket,” Lebron said, as he jerked his cock out of my mouth and wiped it off against my face, “ya got it all. Now take care of your fuckin’ wife. I got customers comin’ in a couple hours and she’s gonna be servicin’ my buddies the rest of the night. Now that I’ve busted it wide open, I’m runnin’ a half price sale on her asshole to let the boys get acquainted with her.”
Tiffany was still laying on the daybed in a half daze. After removing the duct tape, I managed to drag/carry her into the bathroom and get her into the shower. I decided it would be easiest to simply get in the shower with her and give us both a quick wash. As the hot water poured over us, I lathered her up and began giving her a thorough scrubbing with a rough washcloth. When she’d been scrubbed clean, I turned her toward the showerhead, raised her hands to lean against the wall and let her head relax to let the shower pour over her head and hair.
As she leaned there, I believe it was almost instinct that made her spread her legs as wide as the shower allowed. Tentatively, I snuggled closer and closer to her from behind until finally my cockcage was brushing up against her. I had already dropped the washcloth and was tenderly caressing her soft pillowy breasts. My hands were now roaming freely all over my wife’s body, massaging her flesh. As I began kneading her right breast with one hand, the other dropped down between her legs and gently stroked up through the wet folds of her pussy.
She moaned as my fingers ever so lightly touched her swollen, hard clitty and she pushed her full round ass back hard against me.
“Oh honey you are making me feel so good and your little dicky must really be uncomfortable,” Tiffany said as my hands continued their prayerful caresses.
“You’ve been such a good puppy tonight honey. I’d love to unlock your little pecker and let you rub it on mommy’s ass. I’d even let you cum on mommy’s titties. But honey, I don’t have the key any more. Lebron asked me to give it to him, so of course I did.”
Jesus, I couldn’t believe it. The n*gger who had taken my wife, now had complete control over my cock as well.
There was nothing to be done, so I simply said, “That’s ok Tiff. I understand.”
For the next ten or fifteen minutes it was nearly as though we were a normal husband and wife. The water poured over us as I continued massaging my wife’s fabulous body while rubbing my caged cock up and down her plump round ass. She submitted with obvious pleasure and even, from time to time, ground her butt back against my cage.
My cock was in a state of simultaneous pain and ecstacy. Swollen and straining against the cage and yet enjoying every moment of the attention my wife was giving. For the first time since Tiffany had put my cock in it’s cage, I was beginning to feel like I might even ejaculate. It was just as that thought was going through my mind, that my wife said,
“Puppy, I hate to be a killjoy, but I think I’ve let this go on long enough. You know as well as I, that I’m Lebron’s fuck meat now. I really don’t think he’d appreciate you getting all this free time with his property. After I’ve serviced all his black friends, maybe he’ll let you buy a handjob or something. I wouldn’t mind touching your little wiener if it’s ok with him.”
With that said, Tiffany didn’t move, but continued to push back against me, so I continued with the massage of her breasts and clit. Soon, I couldn’t help it and I began humping my caged cock up and down between my wife’s plump buttocks. I was just on the edge of dribbling out a little cumshot when Tiffany quickly turned and brought her knee up hard right into my nutsack.
“Unnnnhhhh,” I grunted and began to bend over in pain. Instead, Tiffany pushed me back against the shower wall and pinned me there with her ample bosom.
“You really are a fuckin’ dumbass honey. If you would have just kept rubbing me up, I would have let you go on forever, but as soon as you start humping that fucking worthless baby pecker on my ass, then you’re just being a bad puppy and it’s time to put you back in your place.”
Another hard knee right into my nuts brought another “Unnnnnhhh.”
Then another and another. Five, six, seven, eight times. Right knee, then left knee. Tiffany pummeled my swollen nuts mercilessly until she finally allowed me to crumple to the floor. As I groveled on hands and knees, my wife opened the shower door and stepped out for just a minute. She soon returned holding her enema bag.
As I tried to regain my balance and stand, she said. “Stay right there puppy.”
Of course, there was no surprise as to what happened next. After filling the enema bag, she had me push the nozzle into her butthole and then release the nozzle. After a few mintues, she had me pull out the nozzle and get into position with my mouth open. Tiffany loves to empty her first enema right into my mouth and all over my face. As she fills the bag again, I need to quickly pick up any of the turds that are lying on the shower floor and pop them in my mouth. I only have the time it takes to fill and empty the bag into her bowel before I must have all the shit disposed of into my belly.
This time I was lucky. Lebron has already fucked most of the shit out of my wife’s butt and I was left with only a very few small turdlets. I could have even let them wash down the drain, but I’m a very well trained puppy. I quickly scooped up each one and popped it into my mouth. I had them chewed and swallowed well before the bag was filled and the nozzle back in Tiffany’s ass.
Three more enemas and her bowel was spic and span, ready for the n*gger dick she’d be taking the rest of the evening. As she stepped from the shower, Tiffany pointed toward the bathtub and told me to crawl over and assume the “pile driver” position.
“Well honey, we need to clean out your puppy butt too. I don’t know if Lebron told you, but I’ll be whoring my ass for half price tonight. Master wants to make sure that all his boys get a chance to have a taste of his newest whore. Just to be sure we get an extra good turnout, he’s letting everyone know there’s some free sissy pussy and mouth available as well. That’s you honey. You’ll be getting almost as much black dick as I will tonight.”
Tiffany wasted no time and soon there was a full gallon of very hot water filling my intestines. Once, the bag was emptied into my bowels, my wife moved to the vanity and began applying her make-up. She took nearly five minutes working on her eyes until they have a sort of whorish Cleopatra look. She came back to the bathtub and said,
“Blow it out, bitch. Let’s see if we need another flush.”
Of course, in the piledriver position, the water in my butt rains down on my face, chest and head. It was nearly clean, but just enough shit to give it a light tea color. Tiffany decided I need another flush and quickly put another gallon into my bowels.
As she finished her make-up, cheeks and cherry red lipstick, she began drying her hair and I was struck again by just how beautiful my wife is. She could easily be a model, but instead, she’s a whore. A whore for a n*gger pimp with a huge black cock. Even that wouldn’t be so humiliating were it not for the fact that she receives nothing in compensation but an occasional fuck by that monster dick. Lebron will be keeping every dime she earns. I have no doubt that Tiffany will be earning a great deal of money for her nigger pimp while I continue to support the two of us.
Tiffany finished her make-up and told me to shower quickly and present myself for inspection. In no more than ninety seconds I was standing in front of her with my legs spread and my hands clasped behind my head. She was still seated at her make-up table so that my worthless little caged dicklet was right in front of her.
Taking my caged cock in the palm of her hand, my wife looked up at me and said, “You know that this is the problem, don’t you puppy.”
“yes ma’am,” I moaned.
“If you had a cock honey, you might still be taking care of my needs, but you don’t,” she said as she bounced my cock cage up and down in the palm of her hand. “You’ve got this little faggot clitty that couldn’t possibly pleasure a woman. It really is worthless. You agree with that don’t you puppy? Don’t you agree that your tiny clitty is totally worthless?”
“yes ma’am,” I cried, the tears beginning to run down my face.
“Yes what puppy? Mommy wants to hear you say it.”
“y-y-y-your p-p-p-puppy doesn’t have a cock mommy,” I whimpered. “i’m so sorry mommy, your little puppy has a tiny faggot clitty. your puppy will never be a real man mommy.”
“I know honey,” she said, looking up at me as she continued bouncing my little caged cock, “it really is sad isn’t it. You’d be a good man if you weren’t such a little girl down here. I’m so glad you understand that hun. Right down here is the only thing that counts. It’s what makes a man a man and you don’t have it, do you. You don’t have a cock do you honey so you’ll never be a real man will you?”
“no ma’am, i’ll never be a real man,” I whimpered.
“That’s right baby and since you’ll never be worth anything as a man Lebron wants me to consider making you a woman. He’s thinking that we’ll start with a castration, but not the whole sack. He wants to slit open your nutsack and cut out your testicles. He wants to keep your sack there for later so it can be turned into big flapping cunt lips.”
How was I supposed to deal with this. I was horrified. The taking and r****g of my wife wasn’t enough. Humiliating me and taking my psychological manhood was not sufficient. This fucking n*gger wanted it all. There was nothing to say, I simply sobbed as my wife continued.
Cupping my balls in her hand, she gave them a firm squeeze as she said, “before I tell you what Lebron and I have decided, I want you to tell me who owns these little testicles.”
“you do mommy. you own my little sissy nuts.”
“That’s right puppy. I’m so glad you accept that. And of course, if I own ‘em, I can certainly decide to cut ‘em off, can’t I?”
“yes ma’am,” I answered in barely a whisper.
“Yes what puppy? Mommy wants to hear you say it.”
“you own my little puppy nuts mommy and you can cut them off if you want.”
“And you won’t make a big sissy fuss, will you puppy?”
“no mommy. i won’t make a fuss if you want to cut off my nuts.”
I couldn’t believe these words were coming out of my mouth. And even more, I was shocked to realize that they were true. Tiffany did own me, lock, stock and nutsack. She could and would do with me as she pleased. I was her property and nothing more.
“But you’d probably rather I let you keep them, wouldn’t you puppy.”
“oh yes mommy,” I sobbed, “please let me keep them. please. i’ll be a good puppy mommy. I’ll do anything you want. i’ll do anything Lebron wants. please don’t take my nuts mommy. please. i’ll be a really good fuck toy mommy. my butthole will be a perfect sissy pussy mommy. i promise. please. please don’t take my nuts.”
As Tiffany continued to bounce my nutsack in the palm of her hand I begged and pleaded with her. I was used to debasing myself for her, but this was a new level of submission. I promised to be a perfect cocksucker, a willing whore, a toilet and a cum rag. I promised to service any man, woman or b**st she wished. Finally, after many minutes, she said,
“Ok puppy, that’s enough. You’re not gonna lose ‘em tonight, if you do just what you promised. If you can satisfy all of Lebron’s friends tonight, you’ll get to keep your nuts for a while. I’m not saying I won’t cut them off tomorrow, or next week or even next year. But I’ll let you keep them for now. Are we clear?”
With our clear agreement on just what my nuts were worth, Tiffany put on my puppy collar and leash and had me drop to all fours. “Remember what we just decided honey. If you expect to keep your worthless nutsack you’ll need to be more than just obedient tonight. I want you to try hard to make sure every man who comes to use me tonight has the best time possible. We’re both slut whores honey and that means we do our very best to give the most pleasure we can to every swinging dick we encounter.”
With the steel chain collar and attached leash around my neck, I crawled behind her like a good puppy as we headed out to the living room. I wasn’t surprised to see Lebron sitting there naked watching a basketball game. As we moved slowly across the room toward him, I realized that my own feelings and perceptions were changing quickly and drastically. For the first time I was seeing him not as the n*gger who stole my wife but the god whom my wife worshiped.
He was leaning back in the recliner looking utterly relaxed as we walked in. His body, even in such repose was perfectly sculpted, every muscle thickly formed and defined. The color of his skin was as dark as any black man not immediately removed from Africa and was flawless in it’s smooth perfection. His head was shaved bald and it was only at that moment that I realized his body had no hair at all. Even his groin was smooth as black silk.
The lack of hair made his cock look even larger, if that was possible. It was at that moment completely flaccid, though that made it even more intimidating. Whereas my flaccid cock will nearly disappear, his was lying across his hip and was still as big as my forearm. Though un-circumcised, the head was still clearly outlined by the black skin stretched over it’s girth. This was indeed a cock worthy of worship, a man born to rule women. At that moment I realized with full understanding that he was born to dominate me as well. Tiffany owned me, but this man, this real man, had title to us both. He was our god and we were born to grovel and pray at his feet. As my wife seductively climbed into his lap, pressing her naked skin against his, I took my proper place at his feet, head down in complete supplication.
At that moment I wanted to let god know I was his servant. I bent my head to the floor and began kissing his feet. Light flickering kisses on each toe in turn, touching the tip of each one with my tongue and then pressing my lips for a kiss. I could hear his huge hands as they caressed and kneaded the supple flesh of my gorgeous wife. I could hear the wet hungry sounds of their mouths and tongues as they devoured one another with passion and abandon. It was fitting and natural that I was ignored and insignificant as I worshiped at the feet of my new god.
My worship continued for many minutes, from one toe to another, from one foot to another. My tongue began probing between gods toes, lapping and licking and before long I was sucking his big toes as though they were cocks. I was gods creature and belonged to him body and soul.
By the time I was taking two and three of Lebron’s toes into my mouth, he finally gave Tiffany a loud smack on her ass and kicked his foot just enough to let me know I was done. “You got here just in time faggot. I thought I was gonna have to get up and go to the bathroom and I hate doing that when I’ve got a piss bucket nearby. Get up here and get your mouth on my dick.”
As I scrambled up between his legs, Tiffany moved just enough to give me clear access.
“Can I hold it master,” she asked as I wrapped my lips around the head. “Can I hold your cock while you piss in my little puppy’s mouth.”
Lebron must have nodded ‘yes’ as I watched my wife grip her master’s massive meat with one hand while she stroked the top of my head with the other.
“That’s it puppy,” she cooed at me. “Be a good little piss bucket for daddy.”
As God’s urine flooded my mouth, I couldn’t help but marvel at my own transformation in just a few hours. The revulsion and humiliation I’d felt when Lebron had emptied his bladder into my mouth was gone completely. Even the taste of the piss seemed different - saltier, hardy, more savory and completely delicious. He had called me his piss bucket, but I saw myself as God’s receptacle. I knew there was no turning back now. I would never again be Tiffany’s husband. I was becoming Lebron’s bitch.
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