Saturday Morning:

When I opened my eyes, the memories of the previous night came
flooding back through the haze of my hangover.  I forced myself
awake further, and looked around to see that both Jeff and my
husband had already gotten up.  I could hear the shower running and
the smell of coffee drifted up from the kitchen below.  I assumed it
must be Jeff in the shower and Jack was already up playing servant
to us again.  A broad smile crossed my face as I realized that as of
last night our marriage had changed in the most dramatic of ways.  I
was in fact in charge of everything.  As far as Jack knew I had
video proof of what a slut he was and from this point forward I
owned him mind, body and soul.

The thought of this made my sore pussy ache for just a little more
attention.  I decided perhaps Jeff needed some company in that
shower and I certainly needed to wash the crusty remains of the
night before off of my body before appearing in public.  Not
bothering to grab a robe I snuck quietly into the bathroom.  It was
here I encountered the biggest shock of my life so far.  My husband
on his knees in the shower.

Jeff's back was to me and he didn't hear or see me come in, and
Jack sure couldn't see anything as he had his face thrusting into
this man's crotch like there was no tomorrow.  My shock faded into
delight as I noticed how enthused my husband seemed with the job he
faced. If this was in fact a new experience for him, he must have at
least fantasized about giving head before.  No one could be that
natural.   The moans from the glassed in shower grew louder and I
could see Jeff thrusting his hips to meet Jack's bobbing head.  I
recognized the noises and knew that Jeff would be coming real soon.
I heard him moan "I love fucking your face"  to my cock sucking
spouse.  At that moment it was all I could do not to interrupt the
scene, and demand that my husband share some of the fat cock he was
sucking.  My fingers swiftly made their way to my clit and pinched
and pulled it.  I was rubbing my thumb across it hard and making
myself explode just as I heard the guttural cry as Jeff erupted in
my husband's greedy mouth.

As Jeff leaned back against the shower wall, Jack raised his eyes to
see me standing there watching them.  The expression on Jack's face
was a mixture of lust and embarrassment. Still oblivious to my
presence, Jeff pushed him away and ordered Jack to swallow the load
he was holding in his mouth.  Jack eyes remained locked on mine as
he submitted to Jeff's demand. Noticing Jack's distraction, Jeff
followed his gaze and saw me there as well.  Jeff flashed his big
ass grin and remarked sarcastically "you were right Bianca.  He did
love it".

At this point I had climbed into the roman shower stall with the
men.  I flashed a wide smile at Jeff and looked down at my obedient
spouse.  "So bitch, did you like having that huge prick in your
mouth"?  Jack nodded and looked down at the water still swirling in
the bottom of the shower stall.

Tell me my slut, what did you like best about his cock? Was it the
feeling of the vein against your lips? Was it the smoothness of the
skin, like satin in your mouth? Was it the way it jerks as the cum
shoots into your mouth in solid streams?  Or was it the taste of his
hot cum that you eagerly swallowed for him?"

Jack mumbled something about liking it all.  I wasn't about to let
him get away with such a lame response and decided to toy with him
some more.  Placing my foot in his crotch, I commanded "Look at
Jeff, and thank him for filling your need to suck cock".  "Thank you
Jeff for fucking my hot mouth and filling me with you hot seed" came
my newly motivated husband's eager reply.  With tears in his eyes, he
looked up at me and confessed "I loved it all my mistress.  I loved
everything about being forced to suck Jeff's cock.  Thank you both
for allowing me the privilege of serving this masterful cock."

Feeling the need for some satisfaction of my own, I  began grinding
my still soiled pussy against Jack's face. His eyes were closed and
his lips parted his tongue darting out to taste the cum that still
clung to my pubic hair and my thighs.  I came hard then, in his
face, grinding my pussy against his lips, his chin, his mouth and
nose.  While my spouse confessed his love for cock I came in gushes.
I loved making him admit how much he loved this role.  I didn't have
to hear the words.  His cock told me all I needed to know but I
wanted him to say it.  I wanted to hear him admit that he loved it.

Jeff was hard again and had slid behind me to spread my ass cheeks
and stuff his hard cock up my tight hole.  His cock stretched my ass
wide and the pleasure of cumming in the face of my slut while having
my ass reamed was to much. My knees buckled and I fell back harder
against the cock in my ass.  "Oh god, Jeff your cock feels so good
in my ass.  I want my little sissy slut to feel this.  I want her to
feel this, my little fem whore.  I want her to feel the fucking you
can give."

I pulled Jack to his feet by the hair.  Pushed him to the wall and
kicked his feet apart.  This made him loose his balance enough to
lean forward, his ass sticking out invitingly toward my lover and I.
I ruthlessly shoved two fingers up his ass and began twisting and
turning them.  His cock was blue now it was so hard and I knew he
needed release in the worst way.  As Jeff continued to plunge into
me, I kept the same rhythm into Jack's ass hole.  He wiggled and
squirmed encouraging me to continue stimulation there.  I suddenly
stopped to his disappointment and he turned his head to see why.  I
gave him the look of complete control.

"Jack, do you want it there?  Do you want it in your ass my pretty
one?  Tell me, tell me that you want it."  He turned at the waist,
keeping his ass hole readily available and still bent over enough to
allow easy entry and replied in a pleading tone "please tell Jeff to
fuck my hole. please Jeff, use my ass as the pussy it should be. Let
me make you cum with my tight ass hole.  I want you to fuck me
there."

Jack had lost all fear and was really enjoying serving my lover now.
I decided he needed to wait for his fuck.  "You haven't begged well
enough my little Jackie" I smiled.  If you want so badly to be a
cunt, I will make you one.  And with that, I set to making a list of
what I needed for supplies.



Saturday Afternoon:

Jeff had gone on home after another long fuck for me, in front of my
wanton slut husband. I was relaxing in the after glow and
anticipating the arrival of the supplies I had phoned an order for.
Jack was happily sitting at my feet, his face resting in my crotch.

The door bell rang and the delivery girl from the lingerie and
special needs shop was there. I grinned and pushed Jack toward the
door with my foot.   He looked at me with a semi panicked expression
but knew it was useless.  He would have to face a stranger with his
lips painted red, and wearing my champagne length negligee, the one
he had bought me for our anniversary a couple weeks back.  It was
tight against his skin, the black stretch lace hugging him down to
the waist, then flaring out a bit at the hips, giving him a somewhat
girlish figure.

He hesitated long enough to cause the ringing of the bell a second
time.  This time I shoved him harder with my foot, my heel pressing
into his barely covered back. He winced a little but moved faster.
Blushing redder than his lips, he opened the door to see the same
sales clerk he had flirted with when he bought that nighty standing
there.  I watched her face register shock, then recognition.

Tabitha was a tall blonde, with long bare legs and the most adorable
southern drawl.  You could easily see why the shop manager had
called her a juicy Georgia Peach.  She was beautiful in a penthouse,
pin up girl, kind of way.  She had soft golden skin, deep sea green
eyes and a deceptive innocent look about her.  Her tiny denim daisy
mae shorts left little to the imagination.  She smirked deviously
and sarcastically commented "so that is what you wanted that sexy
lingerie for? Huh??".  I could tell that Tabitha was the right woman
for this job.  She saw right away the effect her humiliating comment
had made, and she liked it.

Tabitha reached out to feel the hardness in my husband's crotch.  As
if rehearsed ahead of time she pulled him by the scrotum to his
knees saying "I intend to be paid in full for your purchases,
darlin.  He fell to his knees and she pushed him down further,
resting her spiked heel on his shoulder.  "My sweet little slut,"
she crooned at him, "I like you at my feet, but where I really want
you is, face first diving into my golden pussy." Tabitha traced the
fold of her pussy, outlined perfectly by the tight denim fabric.
Pulling him by the hair to her mound she gripped him tightly and
forcibly rubbed his nose in her crack.

Unbuttoning her shorts and watching my husband for his every
reaction she ordered him in her honey sweet drawl "slip them off for
me slutty one".  Do you love my cunt darlin?  His muffled reply was
unintelligible.  He didn't move fast enough while removing her
shorts. She slowly leaned over his back, her heavy tits resting over
his head.  She reached far over and with an open palm slapped him
hard against the top of his ass cheeks.  I could hear the noisy
smack easily from where I stood, for the moment forgotten by my
horny honey.

Jack had yet to even act nervous about his new found playmate.  So
caught up in the moment was he that when I cleared my throat to let
my self be heard, he jumped like he was shot.  His face, like that
of the cat who ate the canary, he looked at me with horror. "It's OK
Jack" I assured him.  "You enjoy Mistress Tabitha for a while, after
all she does need to be paid for her merchandise. I will deliver
your punishment for your transgression later" I promised.

I could see Jack's confusion.  On the one hand he had the
opportunity of a life time with the beautiful Tabitha calling the
shots.  But on the other hand, he had to look forward to the unknown
punishment from me later.  The temptation of tasting the blonde bush
staring him in the eye was greater than his fear and he just lowered
his eyes a bit an nodded my direction.

Pressing her hand against the nape of Jack's neck, Tabitha forced
his nose tight against her yellow fringed crevice.   "Tell me how
much you owe me, fuck toy!" Tabitha barked.  To my surprise Jack
eagerly answered that he owed her the opportunity to bathe his face
in her juices.  His prick was so hard the sexy nighty tented out
away from his body.  I could see the desire in the posture of his
body.  He leaned eagerly into her and his muffled words were
labored.

"I want to taste, smell and touch you my queen." Jack promised.  His
tongue began licking her from the back of her hole to the tip of her
clit.  His head moving with each stroke.  He was indeed making the
most of his opportunity at this young pussy.  Tabitha was not
phased.  "You will have to do better than that slut" she mocked.
You certainly won't be earning all this stuff with that pitiful
performance.  She kicked a package for emphasis.

Jack began licking harder, sucking her clit in as if it were a small
penis.  He withdrew his face a bit. He looked up at the smirking
beauty and warily asked her if he could use his fingers inside her.
She nodded her consent and even bestowed a gentle smile of approval
his way.

He was encouraged by the look of acceptance and really began to
please her.  He licked her button  in a circular motion, looking up
at Tabitha's warm smile, and listening to her moans of pleasure he
secured her clit between his teeth and began to lick her faster,
flickering his tongue over her tightly held nub until he was awarded
her bucking hips against his mouth.  Aware of the loud moaning,
hoping he had given pleasure to this seductress of direction, he
pressed his slippery thumb up her puckered ass.  This must have done
it because this southern belle, began shouting "Yes you whore, make
me cum in your face, Fucking cumming in your face makes me own you.
I own you fuck toy. I own you with my cum in your face."

This combination of bitch and goddess was more than I was promised.
I was enjoying this show.  My fingers buried in my pussy  I came
hard listening and watching her writhe against him. My eyes fixed on
his head buried in her crotch, I watched my newly subservient
husband enjoy his new role.  God it was hot.

Tabitha began to relax and pushed him away.  He was taken aback, and
seemed worried he had displeased her.  Tabitha looked at me and
laughed.  "Gosh Bianca", she drawled, "This little pussy whore was
an easy bitch to train wasn't s/he?"  She reasuredly mussed his hair
and giggled in my direction.

I think he had forgotten I was there until then.  The sudden dawning
that a punishment would be forthcoming was sinking in.  The dread
was there on his face.  But still, his swollen hard on didn't
disappear.   Tabitha looked at the spot on the floor between his
legs. He had leaked a small puddle of precum while pleasing her in
the still half opened doorway.  "Hey darlin" she declared, "Clean up
that mess you made, you spoiled Bitch." She used her feet again to
force his head to the floor.  Then she calmly walked away leaving
him to lick the puddle clean.

At this point, I was not even surprised anymore that he didn't fight
it.  He just did as he was told.  This formerly in control business
man, had become a whore for me and those I wanted to share him with.
He was no longer in control. I WAS.  He looked up to see me smiling
and mouthed a silent.  "Thank you".   Indeed this had been an
interesting 24 hours.



Malificent
Jan 98
menter@hotmail.com


