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Becoming Lebron’s Bitch
by OldCuck54
Chapter 1
It was a normal Tuesday evening. I left work shortly after 5 and was pulling into my garage at about 5:30. As the garage door opened, I wasn’t surprised to see LeBron’s Harley sitting in my spot. I backed up and maneuvered my car over so that it was parked behind my wife’s mustang. That left my minivan in the driveway, rather than the garage, but again, not an unusual occurrence. Lebron could be leaving at any time between now and tomorrow and he certainly would not take it well if he had to bother having me move my car. It was paramount that he be completely unencumbered in his comings and goings from our house. My wife had made it clear to me that her only focus in life was to provide him with whatever he desired from her. She demanded that my focus me the same. While she is my mistress, he is our God.
As I got out of my car and walked into the garage, I appreciated the fact that I was not currently under any penalties. This meant I could close the garage door before proceeding to enter my house through the attached mudroom. When the door was fully closed I began undressing as quickly as possible. Either my wife or Lebron may have easily heard the door and realized that I was home. If they had, they may have decided to start the timer. If that were the case, I now had 7 minutes to present myself to them. I had learned very well that it was always best to assume that the timer had been started.
Stripping takes virtually no time at all and folding my clothes and placing them in a neat pile on the table next to the door has become routine. I’ve worked hard at this simple task and know it takes less than sixty seconds from the time the main garage door touches the ground.
Standing naked (except for my chastity device of course) in the garage, it’s time to check my butt plug. I move in front of the remote camera, bend over to show that it’s still in place, reach back and slowly pull it out. I have to be very careful now as I turn around to face the camera. It’s very important that the butt plug is always visible. Should my wife or Lebron be watching, I am very careful to demonstrate that I’m a good ass-to-mouth slut. With my double enema treatments in the morning and the very small amounts of food I eat during the day, the plug is relatively clean. The pure white plug does show a few brown streaks and I diligently wipe them away with my tongue. When I was first being trained, my mantra was simply words I was being forced to echo. After four months, I knew that at some level they were beginning to hold some truth. Lapping my own shit off the plastic, I looked directly into the camera and said,
“This sissy wishes this was a real cock, a huge black cock. I pray for black cock to use this sissy slut in any way it pleases.”
I have to say the mantra at least four times while licking and sucking the plug, making sure it’s spotless. Plug removal and cleaning is a two or three minute task so I know that I’m pushing towards the half-way mark of my 7 minute allotment. I set the cleaned plug on my clothes and remove my night plug from the shelf near the camera. This plug was specially made to match my wife’s anatomy. The widest part of the plug matches the measurement around her balled fist while the base is the diameter of her wrist.
The first time my wife forced her fist past my rectum, I screamed like a little girl. I have gotten more used to the pain, and thanks to the constant stretching of the day plug, I’m better able to take this plug. The problem is time. By now I have very little. If I ease the plug in, I will certainly be late and the timer will have gone off. I have no choice but to place the plug on the stool in front of the camera, spit on it two or three times and then position my asshole above it. With time flying by, I grit my teeth and then jam my ass down on my wife’s fist. Even with the daily routine, I cry out my little sissy grunt and immediately feel the tears rolling down my face. I don’t bother to wipe them as I know how much Lebron enjoys seeing me cry like a girl.
With the butt plug firmly placed, I take collar from the hook. It’s black leather with the words “Bitch Puppy” printed in glitter. I put it on tightly and drop to my hands and knees.
Finally it’s time to open the door and enter my own home. It’s the home that I work very hard to pay for so that my wife can have the lifestyle she so richly deserves. The doorknob, as with all the doors in the house is lever style. This allows me to open it with my mouth as I’ve already dropped to hands and knees. From the instant I open the door, I’m my wife’s little bitch puppy. I never stand and I speak only when spoken to.
With time running out, I crawl quickly through the mudroom, the kitchen, the living room, the family room and finally into my old office, where I find them both lounging on the daybed. Lebron is lying on his back with his left hand behind his head and his right arm under my wife’s head. His forearm comes over her shoulder so that his huge black hand is squeezing and kneading her breast. Had I ever been so rough with her beautiful, fabulous breasts, she would have given me a whipping until her arm was too tired to continue.
My wife’s hand was on Lebron’s hard flat belly, just inches from his glistening cock. The way his massive black meat lay there, I knew that it had just been lubricated by my wife’s cunt and most likely deposited a load therein. As I crawled into the room, my wife turned slightly so she could spread her legs. I moved more quickly knowing that my time was getting very close. Bitch puppy’s like to sniff mommies pussy and I needed to have my nose snuggled between her cum soaked nether lips before the alarm sounded. As I climbed on the day bed, between her legs, I was sure I had beat the timer.
Just as my nose pushed between her puffy, engorged lips and into a thick glob of Lebron’s jism, the alarm went off. I wasn’t at all sure whether I had made the mark or not. It was so close that it was probably a tie. Not knowing sent a shiver though my body and I know that my wife could feel my fear.
“Man, that was close, ,” Lebron said. “Did dicksnot make it in time?”
“I’m really not sure,” Tiffany said as I slide my nose up and down between her large fleshy labia. The feel and scent of LeBron’s thick cream was filling my senses. “I think it may have been a tie. Let’s see how well puppy cleans mommies pussy before we decide whether she should be punished.”
My wife had only recently begun to refer to me as a she. I knew she wanted to demonstrate that she would never again think of me as a man. Though I was still trying to get used to that idea, the humiliation did make me even hornier. Between that and the fear of punishment, I could feel my tiny dicklet swelling as I began working my tongue up through Tiffany’s slit, cleaning her lips and mons thoroughly.
For the longest time, the taste of another man’s semen disgusted me. I had endured the role of clean up cuckold because it was what my wife demanded. Now, as my tongue dove deeper and deeper into my wife’s gooey, sperm filled cunt, I realized that those days of disgust were long in the past. Somewhere along the way, I’d not only learned to accept the taste of man cream mixed with Tiffany’s juices. I’d learned to relish and savor the taste. Drawing the juices out of my wife’s well fucked pussy no longer disgusted me, but instead made my poor pathetic little cock swell up even harder.
Of course, being confined in a cock cage means I don’t actually get a boner. I just swell up and completely fill the space allotted to my cock. The fact that the swelling created a healthy amount of pain was something I knew both Tiffany and Lebron found quite comical. I’d made the mistake once of begging Tiffany for release. She said she’d be happy to help...and then kicked me square in the ballsack with all the force of her former dancer physique. I’d actually passed out from the surge in pain and when I woke, my cock was no longer swollen. “See, no more swollen pee-pee.”
As I lapped at my wife’s cunt, she said, “you’re really liking the taste of mommy’s pussy, aren’t you puppy. Daddy left you a nice big helping of his baby sauce, didn’t he.”
A few high pitched yips mean “yes” in bitch puppy and that’s what I did to indicate my agreement. I’d gotten pretty good at answering my wife in puppy talk, whenever the answer could be a simple yes or no. “No” was a pitiful little whining noise.
“Yip, yip,” I said as I pushed my tongue deep into the warm moist crevice of my wife’s womanhood. Knowing that my tiny little pecker would never again enter Tiffany’s pussy made me worship it all the more. It was now a completely unattainable dream and the fact that I was allowed to give homage with my mouth is more than I know I deserve. She was a goddess and this tunnel of womanhood was her temple. A temple deserving only the most masculine invaders. Only those that could plumb it’s depths and fill it to the brim with meat and semen. Being allowed to service and clean her temple was just where I needed to be.
My wife now had one hand on my head and her legs wrapped around so her feet were pressing on my back. “That’s it puppy,” she said. “Get in there and clean mommies fuck hole. Daddy’s been drilling it all afternoon. You should have seen mommy cumming on his big nigger cock. He gets so big and hard when he’s fucking me. Doggie style, missionary, standing up, cowgirl, piledriver, Daddy made mommy cum in every position before moving to the next. Mommy loves being fucked by Daddy like a real slut. But don’t worry puppy, mommy still likes puppies little tongue. You really are a good cunt cleaner puppy.”
I could tell my wife was enjoying the cleaning I was giving her. Her pussy was spreading even wider and her juices were really flowing. I was pretty sure that I had cleaned up all of Lebron’s spunk and I began to hope that she might allow me to bring her to orgasm. She hadn’t allowed it in more than a month. Unfortunately, no sooner had the thought entered my mind than Tiffany said,
“That’s enough pussy licking, puppy. Daddy’s cock needs to be cleaned too. Mommy’s fuck hole really slimed it up. Just lick puppy, don’t be sucking it yet, you naughty little pup. I know you’re getting to be a really good little cock sucker, but Mommy wants to suck Daddy’s big nigger cock. Be sure to clean up Daddy’s nutsack too, puppy. I’m sure my cunt juice coated his big heavy ball sack.”
The first time I was made to lick Lebron’s huge cock, it was so intimidating that my tiny little pecker shriveled up completely. I’d never been so humiliated in my life. To be so close to such a massive display of manhood made me feel so inadequate that I knew that I’d never again question Tiffany’s authority. At the time, my wife had noticed the effect Lebron had on my dicklet and laughed hysterically as she pointed out that it was probably smaller than her clit. She said I was such a sissy, that the taste of cock was already turning me into a woman.
I don’t know if it’s more or less humiliating that now my cock doesn’t shrink. The act of lapping Lebron’s massive tool just continues to excite me and my cock strains against the confines of my chastity device. Ever observant, Tiffany often makes note of this new reaction. She finds it just as amusing and even more positive proof of my awakening female desires.
I had finished cleaning Lebron’s cock and was beginning on his ballsack with Tiffany slapped me hard on the back of my head.
“Get back up here you little bitch,” she said. She had gripped Lebron’s cock and pulled back the foreskin exposing a still glistening head. Not being able to use my hands, I had forgotten to make that check myself.
“Look at this, you stupid bitch. There’s all sorts of pussy juice and sperm left here. Do you want this mess to dry up on Daddy’s cock head? Is that what you want?”
“Nnnh, nnh,” I whined like a sorry little pup. My tongue was already wiping away the mess while Tiffany held the now swelling member up off his belly for better access. “That’s better puppy. Get it nice and clean so Mommy can suck it. Mommy’s gonna suck on Daddy’s cock and get it nice and hard again. Now that my bitch puppy is home, Daddy’s promised to fuck Mommy’s asshole.”
Oh my god, I thought. Surely not Lebron. I know she’d had anal sex many times, but never with a cock the size of this monster. When he was completely hard, he’s at least a foot long and thicker than my wrist. The thought of this weapon penetrating my poor wife’s rectum made me shiver.
“I’ve been begging him for weeks,” Tiffany said, “but Daddy is so big that he almost never takes a woman’s butt. He says that every bitch he’s ever ass fucked ends up with a torn rectum and bleeding like a butchered pig. I just don’t care. I need to be Lebron’s number one bitch. I need to give myself to Daddy, body and soul and that means taking him in all my fuck holes.”
I wanted to scream and plead with her. ‘Please don’t do it.’ But I knew I couldn’t. I had long ago given up any rights to my wife’s body. Her desires had to be mine, no matter how much fear they caused. I just kept cleaning Lebron’s balls. As I suckled those huge fleshy eggs, Tiffany was lapping at his swelling cock.
Some things you just never get adjusted to. Watching Lebron’s massive tool grow to full readiness was one of those things. With me lapping his enormous nuts, my wife was stroking her tongue up and down the rapidly increasing length of cock. I could almost see the blood rushing into his meat, swelling it, making it hard and hot and ready for my wife’s holes. She was obviously relishing her service of her man’s cock and she had a look of true worshipful devotion. It broke my heart and crushed my soul to know that she would never, ever look at me like that. She had lost all respect for me. I was nothing but an object of scorn, meant for entertaining her and the cock she worshiped.
His nuts completely cleaned and drenched with my saliva, Lebron lifted his knees and placed his feet flat on the bed. This rolled his hips back just enough to expose his black nigger shithole. I still remembered the first time he’d done this and how repulsed I had been. I had pulled away from him and was about to complain when he’d picked me up by my neck and proceeded to beat me senseless. Needless to say, I’d learned very quickly that analingus was not the worst thing that could happen to a sissy cuckold.
As soon as it was presented, my tongue was swabbing Lebron’s butthole. This is not a time for daintiness. Lebron is a man who expects enthusiastic service with full attention to his pleasure. He expects it from Tiffany and certainly from her sissy cuckold husband. Full, flat tongue caresses deep in his buttcrack, asscheeks and dirty puckered rectum. I’ve found it best to do the initial cleaning as quickly as possible with a very wet tongue. Any streaks and tiny shit balls need to be disposed of immediately in order to be able to concentrate on his sensitive butthole.
Once cleaned, Lebron expects a demonstration of complete submission. I open my mouth as wide as I can, press my lips fully around his butthole and begin pushing my tongue into his tight ass. Forcing my girlie probe into his shithole produces a familiar result as he lets loose a massive fart. My wife giggles as I inhale deeply and moan loudly to let Lebron know how happy I am to take his gas.
I can hear Tiffany move up to kiss Lebron as she says, “oh honey, I just love it when you fart right in that little faggot’s face. I’ve decided he was late for the alarm. Would you please beat him tonight. I think you should. It’s been a long time since you really gave it to him. Why don’t you beat the shit out of him and then make him beg you to **** his wife’s shithole. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”
End of Chapter 1
by OldCuck54
Chapter 1
It was a normal Tuesday evening. I left work shortly after 5 and was pulling into my garage at about 5:30. As the garage door opened, I wasn’t surprised to see LeBron’s Harley sitting in my spot. I backed up and maneuvered my car over so that it was parked behind my wife’s mustang. That left my minivan in the driveway, rather than the garage, but again, not an unusual occurrence. Lebron could be leaving at any time between now and tomorrow and he certainly would not take it well if he had to bother having me move my car. It was paramount that he be completely unencumbered in his comings and goings from our house. My wife had made it clear to me that her only focus in life was to provide him with whatever he desired from her. She demanded that my focus me the same. While she is my mistress, he is our God.
As I got out of my car and walked into the garage, I appreciated the fact that I was not currently under any penalties. This meant I could close the garage door before proceeding to enter my house through the attached mudroom. When the door was fully closed I began undressing as quickly as possible. Either my wife or Lebron may have easily heard the door and realized that I was home. If they had, they may have decided to start the timer. If that were the case, I now had 7 minutes to present myself to them. I had learned very well that it was always best to assume that the timer had been started.
Stripping takes virtually no time at all and folding my clothes and placing them in a neat pile on the table next to the door has become routine. I’ve worked hard at this simple task and know it takes less than sixty seconds from the time the main garage door touches the ground.
Standing naked (except for my chastity device of course) in the garage, it’s time to check my butt plug. I move in front of the remote camera, bend over to show that it’s still in place, reach back and slowly pull it out. I have to be very careful now as I turn around to face the camera. It’s very important that the butt plug is always visible. Should my wife or Lebron be watching, I am very careful to demonstrate that I’m a good ass-to-mouth slut. With my double enema treatments in the morning and the very small amounts of food I eat during the day, the plug is relatively clean. The pure white plug does show a few brown streaks and I diligently wipe them away with my tongue. When I was first being trained, my mantra was simply words I was being forced to echo. After four months, I knew that at some level they were beginning to hold some truth. Lapping my own shit off the plastic, I looked directly into the camera and said,
“This sissy wishes this was a real cock, a huge black cock. I pray for black cock to use this sissy slut in any way it pleases.”
I have to say the mantra at least four times while licking and sucking the plug, making sure it’s spotless. Plug removal and cleaning is a two or three minute task so I know that I’m pushing towards the half-way mark of my 7 minute allotment. I set the cleaned plug on my clothes and remove my night plug from the shelf near the camera. This plug was specially made to match my wife’s anatomy. The widest part of the plug matches the measurement around her balled fist while the base is the diameter of her wrist.
The first time my wife forced her fist past my rectum, I screamed like a little girl. I have gotten more used to the pain, and thanks to the constant stretching of the day plug, I’m better able to take this plug. The problem is time. By now I have very little. If I ease the plug in, I will certainly be late and the timer will have gone off. I have no choice but to place the plug on the stool in front of the camera, spit on it two or three times and then position my asshole above it. With time flying by, I grit my teeth and then jam my ass down on my wife’s fist. Even with the daily routine, I cry out my little sissy grunt and immediately feel the tears rolling down my face. I don’t bother to wipe them as I know how much Lebron enjoys seeing me cry like a girl.
With the butt plug firmly placed, I take collar from the hook. It’s black leather with the words “Bitch Puppy” printed in glitter. I put it on tightly and drop to my hands and knees.
Finally it’s time to open the door and enter my own home. It’s the home that I work very hard to pay for so that my wife can have the lifestyle she so richly deserves. The doorknob, as with all the doors in the house is lever style. This allows me to open it with my mouth as I’ve already dropped to hands and knees. From the instant I open the door, I’m my wife’s little bitch puppy. I never stand and I speak only when spoken to.
With time running out, I crawl quickly through the mudroom, the kitchen, the living room, the family room and finally into my old office, where I find them both lounging on the daybed. Lebron is lying on his back with his left hand behind his head and his right arm under my wife’s head. His forearm comes over her shoulder so that his huge black hand is squeezing and kneading her breast. Had I ever been so rough with her beautiful, fabulous breasts, she would have given me a whipping until her arm was too tired to continue.
My wife’s hand was on Lebron’s hard flat belly, just inches from his glistening cock. The way his massive black meat lay there, I knew that it had just been lubricated by my wife’s cunt and most likely deposited a load therein. As I crawled into the room, my wife turned slightly so she could spread her legs. I moved more quickly knowing that my time was getting very close. Bitch puppy’s like to sniff mommies pussy and I needed to have my nose snuggled between her cum soaked nether lips before the alarm sounded. As I climbed on the day bed, between her legs, I was sure I had beat the timer.
Just as my nose pushed between her puffy, engorged lips and into a thick glob of Lebron’s jism, the alarm went off. I wasn’t at all sure whether I had made the mark or not. It was so close that it was probably a tie. Not knowing sent a shiver though my body and I know that my wife could feel my fear.
“Man, that was close, ,” Lebron said. “Did dicksnot make it in time?”
“I’m really not sure,” Tiffany said as I slide my nose up and down between her large fleshy labia. The feel and scent of LeBron’s thick cream was filling my senses. “I think it may have been a tie. Let’s see how well puppy cleans mommies pussy before we decide whether she should be punished.”
My wife had only recently begun to refer to me as a she. I knew she wanted to demonstrate that she would never again think of me as a man. Though I was still trying to get used to that idea, the humiliation did make me even hornier. Between that and the fear of punishment, I could feel my tiny dicklet swelling as I began working my tongue up through Tiffany’s slit, cleaning her lips and mons thoroughly.
For the longest time, the taste of another man’s semen disgusted me. I had endured the role of clean up cuckold because it was what my wife demanded. Now, as my tongue dove deeper and deeper into my wife’s gooey, sperm filled cunt, I realized that those days of disgust were long in the past. Somewhere along the way, I’d not only learned to accept the taste of man cream mixed with Tiffany’s juices. I’d learned to relish and savor the taste. Drawing the juices out of my wife’s well fucked pussy no longer disgusted me, but instead made my poor pathetic little cock swell up even harder.
Of course, being confined in a cock cage means I don’t actually get a boner. I just swell up and completely fill the space allotted to my cock. The fact that the swelling created a healthy amount of pain was something I knew both Tiffany and Lebron found quite comical. I’d made the mistake once of begging Tiffany for release. She said she’d be happy to help...and then kicked me square in the ballsack with all the force of her former dancer physique. I’d actually passed out from the surge in pain and when I woke, my cock was no longer swollen. “See, no more swollen pee-pee.”
As I lapped at my wife’s cunt, she said, “you’re really liking the taste of mommy’s pussy, aren’t you puppy. Daddy left you a nice big helping of his baby sauce, didn’t he.”
A few high pitched yips mean “yes” in bitch puppy and that’s what I did to indicate my agreement. I’d gotten pretty good at answering my wife in puppy talk, whenever the answer could be a simple yes or no. “No” was a pitiful little whining noise.
“Yip, yip,” I said as I pushed my tongue deep into the warm moist crevice of my wife’s womanhood. Knowing that my tiny little pecker would never again enter Tiffany’s pussy made me worship it all the more. It was now a completely unattainable dream and the fact that I was allowed to give homage with my mouth is more than I know I deserve. She was a goddess and this tunnel of womanhood was her temple. A temple deserving only the most masculine invaders. Only those that could plumb it’s depths and fill it to the brim with meat and semen. Being allowed to service and clean her temple was just where I needed to be.
My wife now had one hand on my head and her legs wrapped around so her feet were pressing on my back. “That’s it puppy,” she said. “Get in there and clean mommies fuck hole. Daddy’s been drilling it all afternoon. You should have seen mommy cumming on his big nigger cock. He gets so big and hard when he’s fucking me. Doggie style, missionary, standing up, cowgirl, piledriver, Daddy made mommy cum in every position before moving to the next. Mommy loves being fucked by Daddy like a real slut. But don’t worry puppy, mommy still likes puppies little tongue. You really are a good cunt cleaner puppy.”
I could tell my wife was enjoying the cleaning I was giving her. Her pussy was spreading even wider and her juices were really flowing. I was pretty sure that I had cleaned up all of Lebron’s spunk and I began to hope that she might allow me to bring her to orgasm. She hadn’t allowed it in more than a month. Unfortunately, no sooner had the thought entered my mind than Tiffany said,
“That’s enough pussy licking, puppy. Daddy’s cock needs to be cleaned too. Mommy’s fuck hole really slimed it up. Just lick puppy, don’t be sucking it yet, you naughty little pup. I know you’re getting to be a really good little cock sucker, but Mommy wants to suck Daddy’s big nigger cock. Be sure to clean up Daddy’s nutsack too, puppy. I’m sure my cunt juice coated his big heavy ball sack.”
The first time I was made to lick Lebron’s huge cock, it was so intimidating that my tiny little pecker shriveled up completely. I’d never been so humiliated in my life. To be so close to such a massive display of manhood made me feel so inadequate that I knew that I’d never again question Tiffany’s authority. At the time, my wife had noticed the effect Lebron had on my dicklet and laughed hysterically as she pointed out that it was probably smaller than her clit. She said I was such a sissy, that the taste of cock was already turning me into a woman.
I don’t know if it’s more or less humiliating that now my cock doesn’t shrink. The act of lapping Lebron’s massive tool just continues to excite me and my cock strains against the confines of my chastity device. Ever observant, Tiffany often makes note of this new reaction. She finds it just as amusing and even more positive proof of my awakening female desires.
I had finished cleaning Lebron’s cock and was beginning on his ballsack with Tiffany slapped me hard on the back of my head.
“Get back up here you little bitch,” she said. She had gripped Lebron’s cock and pulled back the foreskin exposing a still glistening head. Not being able to use my hands, I had forgotten to make that check myself.
“Look at this, you stupid bitch. There’s all sorts of pussy juice and sperm left here. Do you want this mess to dry up on Daddy’s cock head? Is that what you want?”
“Nnnh, nnh,” I whined like a sorry little pup. My tongue was already wiping away the mess while Tiffany held the now swelling member up off his belly for better access. “That’s better puppy. Get it nice and clean so Mommy can suck it. Mommy’s gonna suck on Daddy’s cock and get it nice and hard again. Now that my bitch puppy is home, Daddy’s promised to fuck Mommy’s asshole.”
Oh my god, I thought. Surely not Lebron. I know she’d had anal sex many times, but never with a cock the size of this monster. When he was completely hard, he’s at least a foot long and thicker than my wrist. The thought of this weapon penetrating my poor wife’s rectum made me shiver.
“I’ve been begging him for weeks,” Tiffany said, “but Daddy is so big that he almost never takes a woman’s butt. He says that every bitch he’s ever ass fucked ends up with a torn rectum and bleeding like a butchered pig. I just don’t care. I need to be Lebron’s number one bitch. I need to give myself to Daddy, body and soul and that means taking him in all my fuck holes.”
I wanted to scream and plead with her. ‘Please don’t do it.’ But I knew I couldn’t. I had long ago given up any rights to my wife’s body. Her desires had to be mine, no matter how much fear they caused. I just kept cleaning Lebron’s balls. As I suckled those huge fleshy eggs, Tiffany was lapping at his swelling cock.
Some things you just never get adjusted to. Watching Lebron’s massive tool grow to full readiness was one of those things. With me lapping his enormous nuts, my wife was stroking her tongue up and down the rapidly increasing length of cock. I could almost see the blood rushing into his meat, swelling it, making it hard and hot and ready for my wife’s holes. She was obviously relishing her service of her man’s cock and she had a look of true worshipful devotion. It broke my heart and crushed my soul to know that she would never, ever look at me like that. She had lost all respect for me. I was nothing but an object of scorn, meant for entertaining her and the cock she worshiped.
His nuts completely cleaned and drenched with my saliva, Lebron lifted his knees and placed his feet flat on the bed. This rolled his hips back just enough to expose his black nigger shithole. I still remembered the first time he’d done this and how repulsed I had been. I had pulled away from him and was about to complain when he’d picked me up by my neck and proceeded to beat me senseless. Needless to say, I’d learned very quickly that analingus was not the worst thing that could happen to a sissy cuckold.
As soon as it was presented, my tongue was swabbing Lebron’s butthole. This is not a time for daintiness. Lebron is a man who expects enthusiastic service with full attention to his pleasure. He expects it from Tiffany and certainly from her sissy cuckold husband. Full, flat tongue caresses deep in his buttcrack, asscheeks and dirty puckered rectum. I’ve found it best to do the initial cleaning as quickly as possible with a very wet tongue. Any streaks and tiny shit balls need to be disposed of immediately in order to be able to concentrate on his sensitive butthole.
Once cleaned, Lebron expects a demonstration of complete submission. I open my mouth as wide as I can, press my lips fully around his butthole and begin pushing my tongue into his tight ass. Forcing my girlie probe into his shithole produces a familiar result as he lets loose a massive fart. My wife giggles as I inhale deeply and moan loudly to let Lebron know how happy I am to take his gas.
I can hear Tiffany move up to kiss Lebron as she says, “oh honey, I just love it when you fart right in that little faggot’s face. I’ve decided he was late for the alarm. Would you please beat him tonight. I think you should. It’s been a long time since you really gave it to him. Why don’t you beat the shit out of him and then make him beg you to **** his wife’s shithole. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”
End of Chapter 1
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