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My Story

Part 1

My Story

My wife of seven years, Karen, has, for the past few years, has been 
opening up  more and more sexually.  She has always been very conservative 
and still is in many ways but we have done a few threesomes with other men 
and she has found that, while still shy and reserved, that she enjoys the 
extra attention.  She is a very beautiful woman.  At 41 she can pass for 
her mid-20's.  She is very tall at 5'11".  She is only 125 lbs, has very 
long legs, 34C breasts, and shoulder length brown hair.

After we had a few experiences with other men, she has found that she 
likes being treated rather roughly and enjoys being taken hard by someone 
with alot of stamina.  What really boggled me was that she has found that 
she enjoys situations more if all I do is watch her pleasure someone 
else.  The best I could expect was to be able to be with her after she had 
finished off someone else.  Over some time I was having sex less and less 
with her and she seemed to be looking forward to these trysts more often.  
Her sex with me became more and more lackluster.  I knew she loved me but 
our sexual relationship was failing.

Well, our lives and relationship changed totally a while ago.  We were 
planning to meet a local man we had been chatting with online for quite 
some time for the first time.  He said he was very dominant as well as 
very well hung.  I am rather well endowed myself so those words don't 
usually effect me too much.  But Karen said that this time she wanted to 
try something different.  She asked me to agree to what she wanted without 
actually telling me what she had planned.  Well, I love her more than 
anything and she had always gone along with my desires so I agreed.

About 30 minutes before he was to arrive, she had finished taking a bath 
and she asked me into the bedroom.  She was already dressed in a black 
lycra full zip miniskirt, black thigh highs and a red silk camisole top.  
We have a padded bench at the end of the bed that we pile our clothes on.  
She asked me to move it to the side of the bed so the short side of it was 
right next to the mattress.  She then retrieved several of the cuffs that 
we use when we play around with BDSM.  She is usually rather submissive so 
we have a good collection.  She asked me to undress and put on one of our 
cock rings that thickens my cock alot and makes it protrude.  She then got 
out a pair of her blue silk bikini panties and asked me to put them on and 
then to straddle the bench at the end.  I was starting to get nervous and 
wonder just what she had planned.  This was so unlike her.  When she saw 
my hesitation she reminded me that I had agreed to do as she asked.  I 
asked her why she wanted this.  We had never invited someone else into our 
bedroom before.  We had always kept that as our private zone.  She said 
that she wanted today to be different and for me to go along as I had 
agreed to.  So I straddled the bench.  She bent down and put leather cuffs 
on my ankles and strapped them tightly to the legs of the bench.  She then 
cuffed my hands together in front of me and then locked them to a leather 
belt around my waist.  After placing a blindfold over my eyes, she said 
that she was going to leave me here alone for awhile while she greeted her 
guest.  i asked her if she was going to bring him upstairs and she said: 
"Maybe." And then she left.

After about ten minutes, I heard our doorbell ring.   I heard her exchange 
greetings with someone with a deep voice and she invited him in and to 
come to the living room to chat.  I wanted badly to be able to get up and 
sneak to the stairs so I could hear them and maybe see them on the sofa 
but the cuffs of my ankles were out of my reach and I couldn't see them 
anyway.  I could hear murmuring and occasionally the tinkling sound of her 
laughter. After about what must have been 20-30 minutes I heard footsteps 
on the stairs and heard them enter the bedroom.  I heard Karen's voice 
say; "Ron, this is Larry."  A deep voice then said; "So this is the wimp 
you've been telling me about that can't properly take care of your 
needs?"  

She said; "Yes, that's him."  

I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment.  That just wasn't true.  I had 
always been a very good lover and been able to make her cum several times 
in each session.  I then felt hands behind my head and Karen removed my 
blindfold.  I blinked a few times and focused in on a large man standing 
next to the bed.  He had at least 5 inches on me at about 6'3" and must 
have been about 210 lbs.  He was rather muscular and was dressed in jeans 
and a polo shirt.  

Ron said to me; "Hello, Larry.  From looking at you there in panties all 
tied up, I can see why Karen needs someone like me to take care of her."  

I looked at Karen pleadingly and she seemed like she was about to bend but 
Ron put his hand behind her head and pulled her close to him and pressed 
his lips to hers quite hard.  I could see Karen stiffen, then relax, and 
then open her mouth to his.  After about a 30 second kiss, Ron pulled her 
back from him and told her to choose right now what she wanted.  She 
looked back and forth at him and at me.  

And then, in a shy whisper, she said; "Larry, please forgive me, but I 
really want Ron."  

Ron then said; "Karen, now that you have made your choice, I want you to 
make it very clear to Larry whom you desire,why, and how all this is going 
to continue.  Straddle the bench facing him and tell him to his face."  

Reluctantly Karen  straddled the bench facing me a few feet away.  Her 
skirt rode up over her creamy thighs revealing the tops of her stockings.

Ron said; "Look him in the eyes and tell him."  She did. 

She said; "Honey, I really want to do this with Ron."  

Ron shook his head and told her: "No!  Really tell him."  She asked what 
he meant.  

Ron said: "Karen, you can see he's nothing but a pussy and a loser.  He 
can't do anything to stop you.  Tell him how much you want me!  Everything 
that you and I have talked about and have already done is going to come 
out into the open right here and now.  I am not going to have you 
repressing your needs any more!" 

Karen got a smile on her face and looked at me again in the eyes.  

Ron told her; "And slap his face while you tell him!  Really get his 
attention."  

She looked a little scared.  Ron moved behind me and held my head still in 
his hands.  

He said; "Karen, slap this wimp's face and tell him."  

She slapped my cheek lightly and Ron grabbed her hand and told her to do 
it right or he was leaving right away and she'd never see him again.  

Karen said; "No!  Wait!  I'll do it."  

Ron held my head again and told her to go for it.  Crack!  came her hand 
across my face.  Again and again.  

She said; "You haven't been giving me what I need.  So I'm going to take 
what I need and there's nothing you can do about it." 

Crack went her hand again.  

"I have here a real man who is going to do things to me that you never 
will be able to.  And all you're going to be able to do is watch.  Your 
days as man of this house are over!  I am going to do everything with Ron 
and also do alot of things that I have never done with you"  With my face 
red and stinging, Ron released my head and moved behind Karen and lifted 
her camisole above her head, baring her breasts.  Her nipples were already 
stiff and there was a red flush to the skin  She lifted her face up to his 
and they kissed each other long and hard for several minutes.

"Tell him the rest, Karen.  Now.  You're safe.  There is nothing he can 
do."

"Do I have to?"

"Yes.  Do it now."

She sat down in front of me.  In a gentle voice she said, "Honey.  The 
whole truth is that I have already been with Ron three times behind your 
back.  We haven't gone all the way yet but even though we haven't, he 
makes me feel things that I have never even come close to feeling with 
you.  That's why I "let" us meet him and start to include him into our 
games.  But this is more than a game, Larry.  This is a man that I want 
more physically than I do you."

My heart sunk down to my toes.  I couldn't believe what I was hearing.  I 
had always felt that opening up our lifestyle the way we had would 
preclude the need for cheating or exploring out on our own.

It was then Ron's turn to stand right in front of me while straddling the 
bench.  

"Well, Karen," he said.  "Should I show you both what you'll be getting 
tonight?"  

Karen's eyes lit up and she said "Sure!"  He stood right in front of me 
and unbuttoned his jeans, unzipped them, reached inside and pulled out his 
half hard cock.  My God!  It was huge and it was only half hard.  Mine 
grows to about eight inches erect but this was already about 7 inches and 
growing both in length and thickness.  Karen got a big smile on her face 
and licked her lips.  

"What do you think, Karen?" he asked?  

"It's beautiful."  She answered. 

 "Think we ought to have your man get it ready for you to play with?" he 
asked her?  

"Do you think you could?" She said.  "I've never imagined him doing that."

"Not only can I." Ron said, "But how would like like me to guarantee that 
you can play with as many large cocks from now on as often as you wish to 
with no interference from him?"

"God, I would love it.  How do you plan on doing it?"

"Go get a camera." He said.

She came back with our digital camera and was standing there in 
anticipation holding it.  Ron told her to get ready to photograph what he 
did.  He held my head in his hands again with his cock sticking out right 
between us.  He was fully hard now.  I couldn't believe it's length and 
thickness.  It had to be over 9 1/2 inches long and close to 6 inches 
thick.

"Larry, what you don't know here is that I have been talking to Karen on 
the phone for several weeks now.  She has told me that while she loves you 
and doesn't want to lose you she does want to be able to go out and have 
fun whenever and wherever she wants to.  She is worried about you not 
being able to handle it and eventually doing something like making her 
activities public.  Right here and now, we are going to ensure that you 
never do that.  Now, Karen, start taking pictures.

With that he started to rub his large cock all over my face.  I tried to 
turn away but he held my head tightly.  I saw the flash going off out of 
the corner of my eyes.  I couldn't believe that this was going this far.

"Open your mouth, Larry."  Ron said.  I just couldn't.  I had never done 
anything like this before.  I was so embarrassed.

And then Karen said; "Open your mouth, Larry.  It'll make a nice portrait 
in case you ever complain in the future.   It'll be my assurance that you 
never do or say anything stupid.  I don't want it to end between us but I 
have found that I do want more freedom."  

I still kept my mouth shut.  I just didn't want this to happen but being 
secured the way I was to the bench there were not a lot of options for 
me.  And still with all of this happening I could feel myself getting hard 
even through the cock ring.

"Ron, squeeze his balls" she said.  

With that, Ron reached down onto my panty clad balls and squeezed them 
hard.  My mouth opened in the sudden shock and pain.  He took that 
opportunity to slip his cock deep into my mouth.  And the flash cube went 
off.  He kept hold of my head and kept his cock in my mouth.  It was now 
fully hard and I could feel the way it stretched my mouth it was so 
thick.  He started to slide it in an out of my mouth and Karen kept taking 
pictures.

"Ron.  Look down at his cock" Karen said.  "He's hard!  You were right.  
Sucking cock did turn him on!"

"I didn't think I would be wrong on that, Karen.  When you described him 
to me I was sure he would learn to love it, if only to keep you in his 
life.  Isn't that right, Larry?"

Shamefaced, I looked up at him and then over to her.  "Answer me!"  Ron 
said.  I slowly nodded my head to them.  "Don't nod your head like a 
fool.  Look at her and tell her that you like it and would do anything to 
keep her living here with you!"

I looked over to Karen standing there topless, her nipples fully extended, 
wearing only her thigh-highs and lycra mini-skirt  She looked so 
beautiful.  And I knew that what Ron had said was true.  I was so lucky to 
have her even if she gave herself sexually to other men.

"Yes, Karen.  I do like sucking Ron's cock. I would do it and anything for 
you to keep you in my life."

"Well, Larry." Karen said. "Then you had better get back to work at it.  
And willingly.  I think I'll continue to take pictures of you doing it 
just in case you change your mind in the future though."

With that, Ron released my head and pulled his cock back a little from my 
face.  I resigned myself to it and bent my head down to his cock and stuck 
my tongue out and started to lick it all over as Karen continued to take 
pictures.  I opened my mouth and let it slide inside and I began to suck.  
Ron grabbed my head again and started to fuck my mouth.  He shoved it so 
far in I gagged a few times but found that I really enjoyed the feeling 
not only of doing it but doing it to please Karen.  After several minutes 
of sucking Ron, he pulled out.  He and Karen looked at each other and 
smiled warmly.  He sat down on the bed and motioned her to sit next to him

"Well, Karen.  Now that we have made sure there will be no future problems 
with this wimp, what do you think?"

Karen said;  "You certainly did a masterful job at turning my husband into 
a slut, Ron.  Do you think that you could now do the same with me?"

"But of course, Angel"  He said.  "Is that what you want to become?"

"Yes, I want to be taken and taken hard.  I want to be driven over the 
edge by that huge cock of yours.  I know it can touch me in places that 
I've never been touched before.  I want you to make me do things I've 
never done before.  I want you to possess me."

"And if I succeed in doing all that you want done to you and it's the best 
ever, what's in it for me?"

"I'll be yours.  She said.  "Forever."

"And will you do whatever I say when I say it and to whom?"

"Yes, I'll do anything to please you."

"And you know that I will have to enact an entirely new set of rules 
governing how you interact with your husband forever?   Not that you'll 
ever really want to sleep with him again after I am done with you except 
in pity, but you'd both have to ask my permission and prove yourselves to 
me before I would let it occur?"

"That's a very big step, but if you do for me and make me feel the way you 
say you can, I can't really see having it any other way.  I'm doing this 
for me as you know.  I've put up with his sexual desires for seven years.  
Larry was the one who awakened these needs inside of me.  Let him live 
with the consequences."

"And what about him?"  And he jerked his head over to me on the bench.

"He'll have to deal with it, right?  That's what those pictures are for.  
If he loves me as he says he does, he'll stay."

Ron laughed. "Karen, I can guarantee ways to make him stay regardless of 
how he feels.  We can make it so he'll never undress before another woman 
again.  Would you like to have complete control over him and know that 
he'll never leave you even if you rarely ever give yourself to him and 
then only with another man's permission?"

"Sounds interesting.  But how would you accomplish that?"

"Quite simply, my dear.  First you and I would require him to wear on of 
those new, plastic, lockable chastity devices 24 hours a day, seven days a 
week.  This way masturbation and an erection would be totally impossible.  
I would hold the only key.  If you both mutually decide that you wish to 
have sex beyond him licking you, you would both have to individually give 
me a blow job.  No problem for you, my dear, because you've already proven 
how much you enjoy it.  But your sweet spouse will be presented with a 
dilemma and a new skill he must master if he ever wants to have a chance 
to mate with you again."

"Sounds like you have been thinking about this already, Ron.  But what 
prevents him from leaving and being with another woman?"

"Karen, what woman would honestly allow a man into her bedroom if he had 
the word "Cocksucker" tattooed on his lower stomach?  I'll tell you. Only 
one who was going to put him into a relationship just like the one we are 
talking about.  Or else he could go gay."  Saying that, he giggled.

"Well, it sounds like you have all bases covered.  It would be nice 
knowing he'll never leave me or ever be with another woman ever."  

"Well, then.  I think you should tell him. Don't you?"

Karen straddled the bench again and looked into my eyes.  She said; 
"Honey, I do want Ron to do everything I said to me.   I want to be his 
slut.  I still want to be your wife, but I want him to possess my body.  
If he does what he says then he and I will do to you what he just 
suggested and make this change permanent.  How was that, Ron?"

"Fine" he said.  "Now get up, Slut.  And come over here to me."

Karen walked over to him and stood before him.  "Take off your skirt."  
Ron said. "And be quick about it.  I don't want you wearing clothes around 
me again."  She reached down and unzipped her black lycra miniskirt and 
let it fall to the ground.  God, she was beautiful standing there.  She 
was nude except for her thigh high hose and a lacy black thong I had never 
seen before that had been hidden under her dress.  She stood there before 
him and he came up to her, grabbed the back of her head tightly and drew 
her lips to his.  He kissed her mouth very hard, almost brutally, for 
several minutes.  I could tell that the kiss was almost hurting her and 
had she had to gasp for breath. He let go of her head and put his hands on 
the waistband of her thong and pulled in upwards so that it was wedged 
between her pussy lips.  Even from where I was sitting I could see the 
wetness glistening through the thong and moistening her thighs.  After 
holding it there for a little while, Ron kept pulling upwards on it until 
Karen was forced onto her tiptoes. When she was almost totally off her 
feet, almost her entire weight suspended by the material wedged in her 
pussy, the thong broke and she slumped back down breathless.  Ron was 
standing there with the ripped remnants of her undergarment held in one 
hand.  He showed them to her and said; "These are the last panties of any 
type you will ever wear around me.  Now what should we do with them?"  
When he said that he glanced over to me.  He took her thong and rubbed 
them all over her wet pubic area, soaking them completely.  He came over 
to me and pinched my cheeks, forcing me to open my mouth.  He stuffed her 
thong into my mouth and told me to enjoy how wet a real man makes my 
wife.  The odor and taste of her beautiful pussy filled my mouth and there 
was nothing I could do.

Ron then reached up to her breasts and grabbed onto her nipples and began 
to slowly pinch them.  I could see her eyes start to roll back into her 
head as he did that and her knees start to buckle a little.  Without 
releasing her nipples he used them to lead her over to the bed.

"Undress me the rest of the way, Karen" he said.  And she pulled his polo 
shirt over his head.  Then she went down to her knees and untied and 
removed his shoes and socks.  Finally she pulled his pants down al the way 
and off.  When they both were nude he pulled her onto the bed by her 
nipples and everything started for real.

Ron laid Karen down onto her back on the other side of the bed.  He placed 
his head between her legs and laid down on his stomach right in front of 
me.  His ass was right in front of the edge of the bench in front of my 
face.  His erect cock was pointing back between his legs towards my face.  
He began to lick and suck on her pussy noisily.  From where I was all I 
could do was hear her moan and watch her legs move.  She kept telling him 
how good he was and how she could feel how wet she was getting.  He sta
rted to move his fingers in and out of her pussy and it was obvious that 
Karen was on the verge of having her first orgasm of the evening.  She 
moaned out that she was going over the edge and I could see her thighs 
clamping Ron's head tightly as she shuddered in orgasm.  She fell back 
afterwards and lay still for about a minute.  Then she sat up and starting 
kissing him all over his face and lips.   She kept thanking him for giving 
her the best orgasm of her life.  Ron laughed and told her that there were 
alot more of them coming to her tonight.  He then asked her if it wasn't 
his turn now.  She said sure and then she looked over his shoulder at me 
sitting there.

"Would you like to watch me blow Ron, dear?  After all, why should you be 
the only one?  And she laughed at me in my predicament.

"You know, Karen.  There is something he could help out with." Ron said.

"What's that?"

"Why don't you get up and push his face down into my ass before I get up 
and let him give me a rim job.  You can even spread my cheeks for him."

She said "O.K." and moved around behind me.  "Please don't, honey."  I 
begged her.  "Don't make me do this."  She laughed and told me to do as 
Ron asked.  She asked me how I would feel if those pictures she took got 
out to anyone we knew.  She put her hand on the back of my head and 
started to push my head down to his ass.  I tried to resist her but she 
just reached a hand down into the panties I was wearing and started to 
squeeze on my balls.  I gave up and let her wedge my face between the 
cheeks of his ass.  "Now keep it there!" she said.  I did as she said.  

Ron said; "I can't feel anything happening back there, Karen.  I want my 
asshole cleaned.  Do me a favor and grab the belt out of my pants."  She 
did as he said.  "Now Larry."  Ron said.  "I'm going to have Karen start 
whipping your back with the belt if you don't start making love to my ass 
and asshole with your tongue and quickly.  Karen!  Give him a taste."  She 
struck me across my shoulders with Ron's belt.  it didn't hurt too much 
but I knew that if I resisted she would do it harder and harder.  So I s
tuck out my tongue and started to lick and kiss Ron's ass all over.  He 
told me I was a good boy and to continue.  He sort of moved up onto his 
knees and started to push his ass harder into my face.  He also started to 
move in a way that let me know that what I was doing was exciting him.

"Spread my cheeks, Karen.  So he was get his tongue all the way up my 
ass."  She spread apart his cheeks and I resigned myself to pushing my 
tongue as hard and as far as I could up his rear.  I could feel the ring 
of muscle relax and allow my tongue to enter.  The smell was not too bad 
and my saliva had covered any taste so I just started to move my tongue in 
and out just like a little cock.

"Very good, Larry.  I'm starting to think that you like your new role."  
Karen said.  "Now you just keep doing what you are doing and I'm going to 
go around and service a man's cock.  I kept my head there and she went 
around and started to suck his cock.  From where I was I couldn't see at 
all what she was doing. But I told feel Ron start to move his hips back 
and forth in excitement.  Then I could see her hand reach under his cock 
and wrap her fingers around his balls and start tugging at them.

"God, Karen."  Ron said.  "You're doing me so much better than the first 
few times.  I told you that getting everything out into the open with him 
would make all the difference.  I also bet you're going better because 
you're doing in front of Larry without having to worry about anything.  Is 
that right?"

All she could manage with her mouth stretched wide with his cock was a 
muffled "Ummmhmmm".

Ron then lifted himself up off of my tongue in his ass.  He told Karen to 
go and get a clean glass for him because he wanted to do everything right 
tonight.  She jumped up and went out of the room and returned in a minute 
with a glass from the kitchen.  Ron had repositioned himself on the bed on 
his knees sort of facing me.

"Karen," he said. "This evening is special for everyone here.  We are all 
aware, some of us painfully aware, of the changes that are happening with 
us all tonight. We want to do this right.  I want you to get back on your 
knees and start sucking me again.  I am very close to cumming.  I want to 
cum into your mouth.  I know you haven't let me do that yet, but you and I 
both know that that is going to change.  When I release my cum into your 
mouth, I want you to hold it there until I am finished.  Then I want you 
to open your mouth and show Larry what you have there.  When you have done 
that, I want you to spit the cum into the glass.  Do you understand?"

She nodded her head looking a little quizzical but got on her knees in 
front of him and started sucking him again.  For the first time tonight I 
could see her taking him into her mouth.  He was so large that there were 
about six inches that she couldn't take into her mouth.  This part she 
stroked with her hand while she fondled his balls with the other. She did 
this for only a minute or two when Ron started to move his hips back and 
forth faster and faster.  He gripped the back of her head with his hands.  
From where I was sitting I could see his large balls swell even larger.  
All of a sudden he groaned and held her head firmly.  I could see her eyes 
open wide and I knew that he was pumping his sperm into her mouth.  He 
withdrew his cock from her mouth when she started to gag and told her to 
move over to show me what he has given her. She slid over in my direction 
and opened her mouth slowly, almost daring me to look inside her mouth.  
It looked like a sea of white fluid coming up to the level of her lower l
ip.  My wife's mouth was full of his seed. He then handed her the glass 
and told her to start filling it.  She bent her head over the glass and 
released her mouthful into the glass.  There must have been an ounce or 
two of fluid now in the bottom of the glass.

"Good girl, Karen.  Now go kiss Larry deeply and pass the remainder into 
his mouth.  Larry, she's not going to be kissing you too much in the 
future so I would suggest you taking advantage of it."  She smiled at him 
and then me and bent her head down to kiss me.  She removed the thong from 
my mouth.  I kissed her back but kept my mouth closed.  She reached up and 
pinched my cheeks until my mouth opened and she passed the remainder of 
his salty fluid into my mouth.  She kept kissing me until I was forced to 
swallow it.  She put the thong back into my mouth and she moved back to 
the bed to be with Ron.

Even after cumming so much, Ron's cock hadn't really diminished much in 
size and hardness.  He took hold of her hair and pulled her head back down 
to his cock.

"I want you to get this back to full hardness, Karen.  And I want you to 
get it really wet.  You know what's going to happen next, don't you?"

She nodded her head yes.

"What's going to happen to you, hun. Tell me."

She lifted her head off of his now hard cock.  "You're going to fuck me 
with it, aren't you?"

He laughed.  "No, sweetheart.  You are going to fuck me. This is both a 
physical and psychological release for you, Karen.  You are going to be 
the one the first time to put it into your pussy and to accept your new 
desires and freedom. Do you understand me?"

"I think so." she said.

"Yes, I do know how much you like being taken and taken hard by a man.  
And I will do that and do it to you very often.  But this first time is 
sort of an acceptance ritual that you must undergo yourself.  And you are 
going to talk your way through it with my help.  You make your commitments 
and promises as you do it.  Your life changes forever from here.  Are you 
ready?"

She looked nervous and it her lower lip while he sat there waiting for her 
answer.  Finally she nodded her head in the affirmative.

"Tell us, Karen"  he ordered.

In a small voice she said; "I'm ready, Ron.  I want this. I want to be 
yours."

"Stand here in front of me and spread your legs slightly, Sweetheart, for 
now your journey begins."  She did as he said and he began to rub her 
gently and then harder between her legs.  I could hear the sloshing sound 
from how wet she was.  He used his other hand to pull her head to down so 
he could kiss her hard.  He then slid off the bed and sat straddling the 
end of the bench opposite me facing me.  His huge cock was pointing 
straight up in the air.  He held her hand and asked her again if she was 
ready.  She again nodded her head.

"Then straddle the bench over my cock facing your husband and hold my cock 
in your hand.  Larry needs to see this."  I would have to admit that by 
then I was getting desperate.  I looked at her pleadingly.  I was able to 
spit out the thong that had been in my mouth.

"Honey, I beg of you please!  Don't do this.  I will do anything for you.  
But for God's sake, please don't!"

She looked at me.  "Honey, it's too late for begging.  This is the way it 
is going to be from now on.  I think we both know that you won't leave me 
if you love me as much as you say you do."

"Shut up, Larry."  Ron said.  "Shut up, watch, and above all, listen."

Karen was there straddling the bench holding Ron's cock right under her 
vaginal opening.  She was so wet that her juices were literally dripping 
down upon his cock.
"Now, Karen." Ron said. "As you do this I want you to say out loud what I 
tell you to.  Understand?"  She nodded her head yes.

"O.K.  Now put the head of my cock at the entrance of your pussy and rub 
it back and forth on your outer lips."  She started to do so and a moan 
escaped her throat.  "Now repeat after me, Karen."

"Larry, I am about to impale myself onto the cock of my dreams."  She said 
it all.

"When it is all the way inside me, that will signify that you will never 
enter my pussy again without Ron's express permission." She said that as 
well.

"Now put my cock into your pussy and slowly lower yourself onto it, 
Karen."  She started to sit down upon the bed and I watched as it started 
to stretch her lips wide.  Her eyes opened very wide as she lowered 
herself upon it inch my inch.  There was a grimace of both pain and 
pleasure on her face.

"Now tell us whom you love, Karen."

She whispered; "I love you, Ron."

"Louder."

"I love you, Ron!"  Her eyes never left mine.

"And who owns you from now on for the rest of your life?"

"You do, Ron.  You own me."  She kept staring at me.

"And whose slut are you, Karen?"

"I'm your slut, Ron."

"Louder!"

"I'm your slut, Ron!"

"And are willing to get a tattoo displaying your ownership for everyone to 
see, Karen?"

"Yes, Ron.  I'll do that for you."

"Promise?"

His cock was now just about halfway in her and she lifted herself off an 
inch or two so she could bear back down on it.  She kept holding my gaze 
and I could see her eyes start to roll back into her head.

"You will get our tattoo as soon as I am done with you here today.  I have 
a friend who is an artist who I have already asked to be here in about an 
hour.  Do you agree?"  She nodded her head yes.  "Good because he will be 
here to do both yours and your husband's."

"Now I am going to proceed to take you the rest of the way, Karen.  I want 
you to tell me how much you love me as I do.  Is that what you want?"

"Oh God, yes.  Do it.  take me and make me yours, Ron.  I love you.  I 
have from the moment we started talking.  Possess me."

With that he grabbed onto her hips and forced her hard down the rest of 
the way onto his cock.  She moaned out both in pain and pleasure as he 
penetrated her deeper than any man ever had.  When he was fully inside 
her, she turned her head to the side towards him, looked into his eyes, 
and told him that she loved him and then proceeded to kiss him deeply as 
she started to bounce up and down on his cock.  He pulled her up onto the 
bed and put her on her back.  He then got on top of her and plunged his 
cock deeply into her.  He fucked her very hard for a long, long time.  I 
lost track of how many times she came.  She was moaning up a storm and 
kept telling Ron how much she loved him and how good he was making her 
feel and begging him to give her more.  He told her eventually that he was 
almost ready to cum.  He pulled out so that only the head of his cock was 
inside her.  I couldn't believe what was transpiring.  I also couldn't 
believe that I was fully erect myself watching my lovely wife leave me 
forever, in a sense.

"You remember, Karen" he said.  "When you told me that no one was allowed 
to cum inside you?  And that you never fucked anyone without a condom?"  
She nodded her bed yes in the daze she was in.  "Well, I have been fucking 
you without one, haven't I?"  She opened her eyes wide. That was something 
that she hadn't even considered in the heat of the moment. 

 "It's o.k., isn't it?"  he said?  Slowly she nodded her head yes.  

"And you know where I intend on cumming, don't you?"  

"Inside me?" she whispered.

"Yes."

"But you know I don't let men do that."

"But I'm not any man, am I?"  She shook her head no.

She said;  "But that sort of breaks my rules."  He laughed at her.

"Sweetheart, this whole evening has been about breaking rules.  Right?  
You said I owned you and because of that I intend on cumming inside your 
pussy because I own it.  Do you understand?"  She slowly nodded her head 
yes.  "Then spread wide.  Because we are going to go all the way and we 
are going to cum together and you and going to tell me again how much you 
love me while I am pumping your beautiful pussy full of my cum."

Ron pulled her over so that she was in front of my bench.  Karen spread 
her legs wide.  Ron grabbed them and put them over his shoulders. He 
entered her in one long push.  Her eyes opened very wide because he was 
able to go very deep in that position.  All I could see was her pussy wide 
open and his cock pistoning in and out of it.  I could see his balls grow 
again and I knew he was very close.  With a groan from him and a scream 
from her I knew that they were both cumming at the same time.  I could see 
his cock throbbing as it pumped sperm deep into her fertile pussy.  Then I 
saw white trails of cum on the sides of his cock as he kept plunging in 
and out of her even while cumming.  After a few more strokes, he went in 
as deeply as he could and just held it there as she writhed in her many 
orgasms.  Then they both lay limp for several minutes.  When they 
recovered a bit they started to giggle and kiss each other and tell each 
other how good it had been and how many more times they were going to do 
this for the next several years.  Eventually Ron said he should pull out 
so she could get cleaned up because the tattoo artist would soon be 
there.  Ron removed his cock and stood off to the side of the bench.  I 
was staring right up into Karen's pussy.  It was wide open and I could see 
the flood of Ron's sperm inside of her.
"Well, Larry."  he said.  "If you don't want her pregnant, you had better 
get to work cleaning her up."  With that, he pushed my mouth onto her red, 
inflamed, abused pussy.  "Start sucking."  he said.  With my mouth down 
there.  He held Karen's hands and pulled her up into a sitting position.  
When she sat up all the cum inside of her flooded out of her pussy into my 
mouth.  I didn't mind the taste but there was so much cum mixed in with 
her juices.  I was so hard being forced to do this.  I again couldn't 
believe how turned on I was.  When she was cleaned out and I had swallowed 
several mouthfuls of their fluids, Ron retrieved the glass filled with his 
cum from her first blow job.

"Karen.  Look at how hard Larry is from watching all this.  He is actually 
turned on about losing you."

She looked down at my panty clad cock and saw it bulging through the 
silk.  "Oh my God!" she said. "You were right, Ron.  All this turns him 
on.  Larry, how can you be hard when you are losing me?  And I thought you 
cared."  And she smiled at me.

"I'll tell you what, Karen.  I will permit you to jerk him off one last 
time but only through his panties.  And while he cums one last time, he is 
going to drink my cum in this glass.  What do you think of that idea?"

She reached down and grasped my hard cock through the silk panties and 
started rubbing it.  "Sounds like a fitting end, doesn't it?  This is 
going to be the last time I make you cum for a long time, Larry.  Enjoy 
it."  What she was doing felt so good.  Ron came up behind me and tilted 
my head up and pinched my cheeks so that my mouth was open.  He held my 
mouth open and poured the sticky mixture of his cum and her spit into my 
mouth.  It filled my mouth full and I started to gag. He closed my mouth 
and held it closed with my head tilted up so I couldn't spit it out.  
Karen started to massage my cock faster and faster through the silk.  The 
feeling was indescribable.

Ron said; "Larry when you start to cum, you are going to swallow 
everything that is in your mouth.  Understand?"  At that moment, I let 
loose and released a large quantity of sperm into the panties.  As I did, 
Ron pinched my nose and stroked my throat forcing me to swallow his whole 
load in my mouth.

"Very good, you wimp."  he said.  "Remember those feelings.  Because you 
aren't going to cum for a long while and whenever you do in the future, 
it'll be with the taste of my cum in your mouth.

With that they released my and let me sit there in my sticky panties, 
feeling so ashamed at what I had gone through and lost.  They sat back on 
the bed and smoked a few cigarettes.  They talked about their future and 
how much they loved each other.  After about 15 minutes, the doorbell 
rang. "Guess who that is, honey?"  Ron said.  "The tattoo artist for me 
and Larry?"  She replied.  "That's right.  Why don't you go down and let 
him in and bring him up here."  Karen got up totally nude and went down to 
open the door.  After a minute or so, she came back into the bedroom with 
a nice looking guy in his 30's who had a large kit of things with him.  
Ron told him that her and I were going to get tattoos of his own design.  
Karen looked eager but I was begging not to have this down to me.  Ron 
said that it was going to be done no matter what because Karen wanted the 
guarantee that I would never cheat on her.  I started to thrash about and 
try to break the bonds but they were too tight.

"Hold him, Ron"  said the tattoo artist.  And he rummaged around in his 
case for something.  Ron came up behind me and held me down.  As I 
thrashed about I felt the tattoo artist come up behind me and place a 
moistened wad of cotton over my mouth and nose.  It was a sickly sweet, 
cloying odor.  They were going to knock me out and do this against my 
will!  I had to do something but I could feel myself slipping away.  And 
then blackness enveloped me.

When I came to, I was very groggy and had a horrible taste in my mouth.  
My belly was also very sore and my cock felt different somehow.  I moaned 
out and I then saw Karen and Ron sitting there on the bed chatting and 
looking pleased with themselves.  Ron was in his jeans and Karen was in a 
robe.

"Well, look who's awake."  Karen said.  "Welcome to your new life."

Then I remembered what had happened and I started to feel sick to my 
stomach.

Karen got up from the bed and came over to me.  "Would you like to see 
your loving wife?" she asked?  She stood in front of me and opened her 
robe.  There tattooed right over her very small patch of brown pubic hair 
were the words "Ron's Slut" in block letters about a half inch high.  
"What do you think?"  she asked?  "It's very permanent."  And then she 
spread her legs and I could then see that both of her pussy lips had been 
pierced and each had a gold ring in them.  Tears came to my eyes.  "Don't 
cry, honey.  I still love you.  Truly I do.  And you shouldn't cry until 
you've seen yourself."  With that she got a large mirror and held it in 
front of me.  And I found out that reason my belly hurt was because I had 
the word "Cocksucker" tattooed below my navel also in letters about a half 
inch high.  I moaned in despair.  And then I saw that my cock was encased 
in a small plastic cage and that there was a small but sturdy lock on it.  
I grabbed onto it and tried to pull it off but it was very secure and 
quite restricting.   There would be no way I could ever get an erection in 
that.  Ron smiled and dangled a key in front of me and told me that this 
was the only one.  Karen leaned over to Ron and kissed him deeply.  She 
reached into his jeans and started to stroke his cock. When it got harder 
she pulled it out and started to stroke it more.  She led him by his cock 
over to where I was and brought his cock right up to my face.  She tapped 
me on the cheek indicating that I should open my mouth.  When I did she 
guided his cock past my lips.  As his cock started to slide deeper into my 
mouth Karen looked at me and winked.

'Like I said before, my love.  Welcome to your new life."



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