<p>Click here to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="91577116" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“Cuckold, would you get us two glasses of champagne?” Zoey asked as she turned to the man she’d just met and smiled. “You can get one for yourself, as well.”</p><p>“Of course,” Tim replied before turning towards the bar. As midnight approached, he couldn’t help but notice that the party had thinned out, though not because anyone had left. Tim guessed that more people had simply taken up residence in one of the many rooms of the house designated for sex, leaving the main area far less populated.</p><p>“What can I get you?” the masked bartender asked.</p><p>“Three glasses of champagne, please,” Tim replied.</p><p>The bartender pulled a bottle of exceptionally expensive champagne from a refrigerator behind the bar and poured three glasses.</p><p>“Thank you,” Tim said. He knew better than to reach for his wallet. The valet had made it clear that tipping wasn’t permitted, after all. He grabbed the glasses, made sure he wasn’t going to spill, and made his way back to Zoey and the man she seemed utterly smitten with. He was tall, black, well-built, and exceptionally handsome with the sort of smile that indicated a great deal of confidence. It seemed a little inappropriate, but Tim had noticed that as one of the few black men at the party he received quite a bit of attention. Tim also noticed that his wife seemed quite flattered that her new friend focused all of his interest on her, rebuffing several women that came up to talk to him as they were flirting.</p><p>“Here you are,” Tim said as he handed them each a glass of champagne.</p><p>“Did you know that midnight is about to strike?” Zoey’s new friend asked.</p><p>“I didn’t,” she replied.</p><p>“They don’t have any TVs here so we won’t be watching the ball drop. If you’ll notice, the lights above have started flickering just a little. They’ll get a bit more excited in the next few minutes, which is all they really do to let you know the 2021 is about to arrive,” he said.</p><p>Tim looked up to see that the lights were indeed flickering. They did in fact seem to be getting more excited as the seconds ticked past.</p><p>“We should toast to the New Year, then,” Zoey’s new friend said.</p><p>“Indeed we should,” she replied before flashing a bright, borderline giddy smile. Tim was convinced that his wife was eager to have her new friend inside her and he couldn’t help but wonder if she was excited at the idea of enjoying a black man for the first time.</p><p>Zoey leaned closer and Tim watched the other man put his arm around her. He smiled and said, “A toast to starting the New Year right.”</p><p>They clinked their glasses, leaving Tim out of the toast. He participated in spirit and sipped the exceptionally good champagne as his wife and her new friend did the same. The lights flickered rapidly before going dim for just a moment. When they came back on again Zoey was engaged in a deeply passionate kiss with her new friend. Tim watched as the other man’s fingers moved into Zoey’s dress to play with her breasts and he listened as she moaned into his mouth.</p><p>“Happy New Year,” he said.</p><p>“I want you,” Zoey replied. “I need you.”</p><p>He smiled and said, “I feel the same way. A red room or a yellow room?”</p><p>“A yellow room,” Zoey replied with a smile.</p><p>He took her hand and headed in the opposite direction that Zoey and Tim had traveled earlier that night. They walked down the same sort of hallway, though. The elegant floor was shiny and the hallway was lined with doors with red and yellow ribbons. Zoey’s new friend led her all the way to the end of the hall into a far larger room than any they’d been in before. The doors were made of glass and so was the wall facing the yard. On most days it was a room made for viewing the spectacular gardens outside the house. On this day it was a room made for viewing the beauty of sex, with an elegant king-sized bed set in the middle and a bevy of seating options arranged around it.</p><p>“I know we’re not supposed to share names and I won’t say mine again, but I’m Isaiah,” Zoey’s new friend said in a whisper so soft that Tim could barely make it out.</p><p>“I’m Zoey,” she replied.</p><p>“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Isaiah replied before placing his glass of champagne on an elegant-looking table and pulling Zoey close for another kiss. One of his hands moved into her dress once more and the other found its way to her ass. Tim watched from behind as his wife gave herself over to a man she’d just met. His cock ached painfully in the chastity cage that encased it.</p><p>“Remove your dress for me,” Isaiah said.</p><p>Zoey stepped back, handed Tim her champagne glass, and slipped the straps of her dress from her shoulders. It fell to the floor, once again revealing her breathtaking body. Tim could only see from behind, but the look in Isaiah’s eyes made it perfectly clear how pleasing he found the sight in front of him.</p><p>“You’re incredible,” he said.</p><p>“Your turn,” Zoey replied.</p><p>Isaiah took off his jacket, loosened his bowtie, and unbuttoned his crisp white shirt. He pulled it off, revealing an exceptionally well-built upper body that included a set of abs that Tim suspected his wife was happily staring at.</p><p>“Let me,” Zoey said as Isaiah reached for his belt. She stepped forward and looked up at him while removing it. His pants fell to the ground soon after and Zoey sank to her knees in front of him. “Normally I’d have my cuckold do this, but I want to feel you in my mouth.”</p><p>Tim heard the door open and looked behind him to see two women step into the room. He recognized them as two of the women that had flirted with Isaiah. It seemed that they were eager to see why he’d passed up on fucking them in favor of being with Zoey. The ladies each took a seat in an elegant armchair and Tim took a long sip of his champagne as he turned his attention back to Zoey.</p><p>Isaiah’s briefs were around his ankles and his hand was on the back of Zoey’s head as she offered him pleasure. Tim couldn’t see the cock moving in and out of her mouth from behind her, but the look on Isaiah’s face let him know she was doing a good job. Of course she was, though. Dean had helped Zoey perfect her oral skills over the course of their year together.</p><p>“Your wife’s mouth is a wonder, cuckold,” Isaiah said. “Is it safe to assume you don’t get to experience it all that often?”</p><p>“That’s correct,” Tim said.</p><p>“It’s okay if you come closer, cuckold,” Isaiah said. “You must want to watch. There’s no shame in that.”</p><p>Tim finished his champagne and set both his and Zoey’s glasses on the table before stepping closer. He saw his wife’s mouth around Isaiah’s impressively long and thick black cock. Her gaze was fixed on his face, just as Dean had taught her. He always said that a man enjoys eye contact when he’s enjoying a blowjob. Zoey had taken that lesson to heart.</p><p>“Can you swallow it all?” Isaiah asked.</p><p>Zoey nodded and reached up to grab Isaiah’s ass. She tilted her head forward, closed her eyes, and swallowed all of his cock. She held it in her throat for a few moments and her nose actually pressed into his pubic hair before she relented and let every inch slide out of her mouth.</p><p>“Come here,” Zoey said as she urged Tim to fall to his knees next to her.</p><p>He did so and she smiled before swallowing Isaiah’s cock once more. Tim watched his wife’s throat bulge as he felt a little of the jealousy that had visited him so often during his year as a cuckold.</p><p>“Do you know why I don’t offer you my mouth?” Zoey asked when the big black cock escaped her lips once more.</p><p>“My cock can’t pleasure you the way you deserve, so my cock doesn’t deserve the pleasure of your mouth,” Tim answered.</p><p>“He’s well-trained,” Isaiah remarked.</p><p>Zoey looked up at the man that would soon be fucking her and said, “He certainly is. It took a year, but he certainly is.”</p><p>Zoey turned to Tim, leaned closer, and kissed him. It was an active, eager sort of kiss with a great deal of tongue. He tasted Isaiah’s cock as they kissed, which was almost certainly the point. Of course, that only served to excite him.</p><p>“Will you fuck me while they watch?” Zoey asked the man standing in front of her.</p><p>Isaiah offered his hand and helped Zoey to her feet. Her fingers immediately found their way to his cock and she stroked the long, dark shaft. “I certainly will,” he replied.</p><p>They walked to the bed and Zoey looked back at Tim and said, “Strip and join us by the bed. You deserve the best view.”</p><p>Tim quickly stripped from his tuxedo, this time leaving it in a pile on the floor as Isaiah climbed into the bed and Zoey straddled him. They kissed as the head of his cock moved over her pussy lips, teasing her by slipping inside her and then pulling out again as she moaned.</p><p>“Put him inside me, cuckold,” Zoey said. “Put him inside me and then you can watch from your knees at the foot of the bed.”</p><p>Tim crawled into the bed, wrapped his fingers around the base of Isaiah’s impressively thick cock, and placed it inside his wife. She slowly sank down on it and her low, loud moans reverberated throughout the room. Tim heard a few gasps from the audience and turned to see that nearly a dozen people had joined them.</p><p>“Fuck, your cock…it’s perfect,” Zoey said as she took every inch inside her and moved her hips in slow circles.</p><p>Tim slid off the foot of the bed and fell to his knees. The rug was soft beneath his skin and would make watching his wife have sex with her first black lover quite pleasant.</p><p>“Ride me,” Isaiah said. “Show me how good you are with your pussy. Show me how good you can make me feel. Show me how good you can make us both feel.”</p><p>Tim watched his wife’s pussy lips cling to the thick, dark shaft as she lifted her hips until just the tip of his erection remained inside her. She sank down once again, tilting her head towards the ceiling and letting out another long, low moan that indicated the purest form of delight.</p><p>Different sounds of pleasure reached Tim’s ears and he turned to see the two women masturbating. They both had their dresses up around their waists and their eyes were fixed on the union of Zoey and Isaiah’s bodies as their fingers danced over their clits. They were the two women that had walked in the room first and Tim couldn’t help but wonder if they felt a little jealous as they watched Zoey claim the prize they’d clearly craved.</p><p>When he turned back the sex had gotten a little faster and lustier. Zoey’s rode Isaiah swiftly and the sight of his big black cock disappearing into her pink pussy over and over proved remarkably arousing. Were he not locked in a cock cage Tim likely would have masturbated furiously and spilled his load on the expensive rug beneath him.</p><p>“Oh…my…God!” Zoey cried out before her pussy sank down on Isaiah’s cock and she collapsed on his chest. She was cumming. There was no question about it. It seemed to be a rather exceptional orgasm, too, judging by her moans and the way her entire body seemed to tremble as Isaiah wrapped his strong arms around her.</p><p>“You’re incredible,” Zoey said. “And I want more. I want to make you feel as good as you just made me feel.”</p><p>“You know,” Isaiah began, “I think our audience might find it quite enjoyable if you let me take you from behind. I’d enjoy that a great deal too.”</p><p>Zoey looked back at the crowd that had gathered to watch her and Isaiah have sex and she couldn’t seem to contain the giddy smile that crossed her face. It seemed that the idea of being watched thrilled her more than Tim expected.</p><p>“I’d like that very much,” she said.</p><p>Zoey lifted her pussy from Isaiah’s cock and turned to face the audience on her hands and knees. She smiled at Tim and he admired his wife’s exceptional beauty, which seemed to be enhanced by the ever-present mask that added an air of mystery and sexiness to the proceedings.</p><p>Isaiah moved to his knees behind her, slipped his cock into her pussy, and filled Zoey in one swift movement. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and unleashed a joyful moan as Isaiah began to fuck her.</p><p>Tim watched his wife’s face and witnessed every little sensation created by taking Isaiah’s cock from behind. He saw the pleasure. He saw what seemed to be a little bit of pain. He saw the delight in knowing that so many people were watching and that some were clearly enjoying their own pleasure, including the two masturbating girls that very much wished they were the ones taking Isaiah’s cock.</p><p>A tall, elegant woman in a semi-sheer dress approached with her eyes fixed on Zoey. “I apologize for the interruption, but I have a request,” she said.</p><p>Isaiah slowed his thrusts and Zoey greeted the woman with a smile. “I hope I can help with that request,” she said.</p><p>“My husband would find it deeply pleasurable to watch me take a belt to your husband’s ass while you’re being fucked by a superior man,” the elegant woman said. “I, it should be said, would also find it deeply pleasurable to deliver the belting while you enjoyed your lover’s impressive cock. Would you be amenable to such an arrangement?”</p><p>“I would,” Zoey replied. “Why don’t you use his belt, in fact? You’ll find it in his pants on the floor.”</p><p>Tim watched the elegant woman bend over and retrieve his belt. She folded it in half and snapped it twice, each time sending a shiver of fear through his body.</p><p>“Stand up and bend over, cuckold,” Zoey said. “You’re about to be of service to this lovely woman and her husband. I expect you to do as you’re told and do so without complaint.”</p><p>“Of course,” Tim said as he stood up, put his hands on the bed, and offered his ass.</p><p>Isaiah smiled and resumed his thrusts into Zoey’s slick pussy. Her moans once again filled the room, though with a quick glance Tim could see that much of the attention was focused on him.</p><p>“This is going to hurt,” the elegant woman said. “But I think we both know you deserve to be punished, don’t we? After all, you’re in that cage and your wife is in that bed with her lover because you’re incapable of pleasing her, aren’t you?”</p><p>“Yes,” Tim answered. A moment later the belt struck his ass. It was a well-delivered blow and the unexpected, overwhelming nature of the pain nearly brought him to his knees. Much to his surprise, Zoey moaned louder too. Tim’s mind was too foggy from the pain to do much thinking, but it seemed that his wife found pleasure in watching him receive a spanking.</p><p>“Your wife is clearly too kind to punish you,” the elegant woman said, “but she understands that you deserve it. It brings her pleasure to see you receive it. Perhaps it’s helping her release some of the frustration that’s built up after years of you failing to satisfy her.”</p><p>The belt dug into his ass once again as the elegant woman delivered a second blow. Tim cried out in pain and he heard moans from around the room. It seemed impossible that only the sadists at the party had entered the room. More likely, they were all intrigued and more than a little aroused at the idea of a man willingly offering his ass for punishment.</p><p>“Thank her,” Zoey said.</p><p>Tim looked into his wife’s eyes and saw that they were alive with pleasure. Isaiah’s cock must have provided some of that, but it seemed that witnessing his pain had provided some of it as well. Zoey was caught up in the kinky delight the stranger wielding a belt had brought to their little section of the party.</p><p>“Thank you for punishing me,” Tim said. “Thank you for showing me my place.”</p><p>Tim heard the whoosh of the belt before it struck his ass once more. His knees buckled and he nearly fell to the rug before finding his strength.</p><p>Isaiah was fucking Zoey harder and she was moaning louder. She reached back to play with her clit as Tim watched. She was going to cum again and Isaiah was going to unload inside her.</p><p>“He’s going to make your wife cum, cuckold,” the elegant woman said. “He’s going to make her cum and he’s going to pump his seed into her pussy. You’re seed isn’t welcome in there anymore, is it?”</p><p>“No,” Tim answered.</p><p>Moans came from all corners of the room. He heard the sounds of masturbation, oral sex, and fucking. Everyone was caught up in the pleasures that swirled around their corner of the party.</p><p>“You deserve to suffer,” the elegant woman said. “Just like all worthless men deserve to suffer.”</p><p>She struck him hard enough that Tim couldn’t stand. He fell to his knees and a cried out in pain. He looked up just in time to see Zoey climax as Isaiah continued his relentless assault on her pussy. A few thrusts later he buried his cock inside her and came.</p><p>“He’s cumming inside me,” Zoey said. “Fuck, he’s cumming inside me.”</p><p>Tim was certain he heard more orgasms play out around the room. The elegant woman laid the belt on the edge of the bed and bent over. She kissed Tim on the cheek and said, “Thank you for playing along. Your wife is lucky to have you.”</p><p>Tim turned and watched the woman return to her husband, who was tucking his cock back into his pants after experiencing an orgasm, the remains of which rested on the floor in front of him.</p><p>Isaiah leaned down and kissed Zoey’s upper back as his cock remained inside her. She turned her head and their lips met. Their tongues danced and she whispered, “You were incredible. Just incredible. I hope I see you again next year.”</p><p>“I’ll make sure you do,” he replied before pulling out.</p><p>“Come to me, cuckold,” Zoey said.</p><p>Tim crawled into the bed and Zoey rolled onto her back and took him in her arms. She held him against her chest and ran her hands down his back in a soothing manner. Tim closed his eyes and smiled.</p><p>“Are you okay?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes, of course,” he replied.</p><p>“I don’t know why, but I enjoyed watching her use the belt on you,” Zoey said. “Is that terrible?”</p><p>“Not at all,” Tim said. “Everyone else in the room seemed to enjoy it too. Even I enjoyed it, to a certain degree.”</p><p>Zoey lifted his head and smiled before pulling his lips to hers for a long, tender kiss.</p><p>“Clean my pussy,” she said. “Take your time. Get everything. Then you can worship me and make me cum.”</p><p>Tim smiled and kissed his way down his wife’s body. He steered clear of her clit to start and pushed his tongue between her pussy lips to clean Isaiah’s cum out of her. He took his time like she suggested, choosing to savor the joy of being between her legs.</p><p>The room was still full of people, but Zoey was the only one Tim saw. For a short while she was his again and he wasn’t going to waste the opportunity. He would clean her pussy and worship her clit. He would fulfill his duties as her cuckold until she was ready to resume her evening pursuing every bit of pleasure she could handle.</p>