Chapter 6: Cuckolded Again
Gene woke up from his nap still snuggled in Brenda's arms. Brenda was nestled against his back, her hips against his ass, and he felt both the comfort and the dominance of their position.
He felt her stir behind him and she kissed his ear. "Hmm, that was so heavenly honey. I love dominating you. Are you ready to serve me tonight cucky?"
Brenda whispered, tracing her tongue over the shell of his ear.
Gene shivered at her words and felt a familiar stirring in his loins. He knew there would be no rest until he gave Brenda what she wanted.
"Yes, Mistress," Gene stammered, still wrapped in the soft shroud of their post-coital embrace.
Brenda's lips quirked up in a satisfied smile. "I think I'd like to start with a nice relaxing full body massage."
Brenda's voice was sultry as she pressed her lips against Gene's ear. "Followed by you fixing me a meal that I will thoroughly enjoy."
Gene swallowed hard. He knew he would need to muster every ounce of strength to please Brenda tonight.
As Brenda untangled herself from him, she ran her fingers over his freshly fucked ass, leaving an electrifying sting behind. Gene winced at the pain, but Brenda just smiled at her own handiwork, pleased with the way he responded to her dominance.
She purred in his ear, "After dinner, you and I will enjoy ourselves in a very special way with a certain guest. I hope you aren't too tired because I will need both your body and your devotion." Her voice was syrupy sweet, but it held an iron will that he dare not challenge.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Gene stammered out a reply, "Of course, Mistress. I'm yours for the night."
Brenda chuckled low. "Good boy. Now go make me dinner while I take a bath.
Oh, and hurry up. You don't want to keep our guest waiting."
Brenda's order sent chills down Gene's spine, reminding him that he was nothing more than her plaything. But still, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire ignite in his groin at the thought of what was to come.
As Gene ran his hands over Brenda's tight, taught ass, tracing the slightly red lines from the strap-on, he savored the power that she held over him.
Brenda's flesh was soft and smooth beneath his touch, and he couldn't help but notice that the swelling in his cock had begun anew as he ran his hands along her body. Brenda purred as Gene caressed her ass, spreading her cheeks widely to expose the puckered hole that he could see glistening with their collective excitement.
"Lick little cuckold" Brenda commanded with a whisper.
Her tone was low and sultry.
Gene felt his pulse quicken. His tongue darted obediently from between his lips, darting out to taste the flushed, glistening rim of her asshole. It was a piquant flavor, musky and rich, which elicited a slight tremble in Gene's thighs.
"Mmm, that's it." Brenda purred. "Now you may begin the massage. Get the oil from the cabinet. Take your time, and do it right."
Brenda whispered huskily as Gene kneaded the oil into her silky skin. "This massage is more important than dinner, if you get my meaning." Gene nodded, feeling his heart rate steadily increase as he ran his practiced fingers up and down her back. He used his fingers, palms, and knuckles, applying just the right amount of pressure to melt the tension out of Brenda's lithe frame, slowly working his way down to her legs, which he began to massage using a combination of long, slow strokes and deep kneading.
With each motion, his mind grew more focused, more present in the current moment, and soon he too began to feel the soothing, sedative effects of giving her this massage.
Brenda breathed a sigh of pleasure, feeling herself become more pliant under Gene's warm and capable hands.
She closed her eyes and surrendered her body to the skillful attentions of her husband's fingertips – easing her anxiety and subtly stoking the flames of the arousal that had begun to steadily build from the moment they'd begun this scene...
Gene immersed himself in his subservient role, working steadily to satisfy his Goddess while reveling in the feel of her luscious body.
His hands kneaded away the cares of her day, from her shoulders to hips – caressing her smooth, warm skin.
Brenda's mind was adrift in a sea of pleasure. She allowed Gene to indulge himself, knowing the act of submission was mutual. Pushing her boundaries bolstered Gene's confidence – and his erection as he massaged. His strong, gentle hands moved along her svelte form, inciting subtle sparks of desire within her core. Her nipples pebbled to attention.
Tight knots of delight formed deep in her core. Brenda sighed and spread her legs wider to grant him better access to the secret place between them.
Gene's fingers crept upwards, lightly tracing patterns on the inner flesh of her thighs. He loved the sound of her breath hitching in response to his touch. And with each stroke, he could sense the tension building inside her. Higher, higher it mounted; it was a potent force he felt through her skin, and it filled him with an insatiable hunger for more.
Gene began to trail tender, fleeting kisses along the sensitive, flush skin of her thighs. The taste-salty and delectably feminine-caused his pulse to quicken; he felt as if he were being pulled into some vortex of desire-a maelstrom of pleasure that was as irresistible as it was immense.
Brenda's breathing grew short as Gene's lips traced ever closer to the tantalizing flesh that hid her sex.
Each kiss sent a jolt of electricity through her body, urging her heartbeat to race faster with every touch, every press of his lips against her skin.
Her pulse quickened, fueling her excitement to new heights, threatening to burst forth as her breaths came in ragged gasps. She reached down and spread her cheeks. "Use your fingers to get me off while you lick my ass, cucky.
She commanded, pushing her ass back into his face.
Gene eagerly obliged, slipping two fingers into her dripping wet pussy while he buried his tongue into her ass.
Brenda moaned with pleasure as Gene fucked her with his fingers and ate out her asshole, his saliva mixing with the lubrication from her pussy.
Her body shuddered with pleasure and she reached back to grab Gene's hair, pulling him deeper into her ass as she ground against his face.
"That's it. Make me cum, cucky." Brenda growled.
Gene started tongue fucking her ass, shoving his tongue deep inside as he worked her clit with his fingers. Once again, she was using him solely for her pleasure.
The thought only served to fan the flames of desire that quickly spread through his body.
Gene licked her pink opening, tasting her musk, his tongue digging deep in her ass as he inserted a finger deep inside her. He probed the slick wall of her pussy, feeling her warmth and smell enveloping him. He began to add another finger, feeling Brenda shudder with pleasure at his touch. He could hear her breathing coming faster and faster, smell her arousal intensifying.
Brenda arched her back as her orgasm hit her, shoving her ass up into Gene's face, the thought of his intimate service taking her over the edge.
She came hard, her pussy contracting around Gene's fingers, her body trembling with pleasure. Gene continued to lick and finger her, his own arousal growing as he watched Brenda riding the wave of her own ecstasy.
"Fuck, you're so hot, Mistress. I'm so turned on by serving you like this." Gene finally managed to stammer, his words coming out in low, reverent whispers.
Brenda chuckled breathlessly as her orgasm subsided. "I know you are, Cucky. And I love it.
I love seeing you like this, so hungry and eager to please me. You're mine, Gene, all mine." Brenda whispered.
Brenda's voice was sultry as she continued to grind against his face, the spicy scent of her pussy filling his nostrils. Gene's cock throbbed in his pants, straining against the fabric as he eagerly lapped at her clit, enjoying the taste of their combined arousal.
But Brenda had already made her decision – Gene wasn't going to get a release. Not yet.
Brenda thought as she pulled away from her husband and stood up.
Gene's face looked dazed and confused as he stared up at her, his mouth red and swollen from all the attention she had given it. Brenda smiled mischievously before turning on her heel to head to the bathroom.
She knew that Gene wouldn't be able to resist her nearness, the way she made him feel powerful yet submissive, as well as the filthy way she would make him worship her body.
Brenda strolled to the bathroom, her hips swaying slowly, her perfect ass cheeks jiggling erotically as she walked. Gene groaned as he watched her go, his cock aching for release, but Brenda had other plans.
Brenda ran a bath, pouring in bubbles and enjoying the flickering light of the candles. She soaked reveling in the relaxation that enveloped her while listening to the sounds Gene was making in the kitchen, preparing her dinner.
He was humbled and submissive, and that sent swelling ripples of desire through her. Instead of rushing things, Brenda took her time, luxuriating in the sensual journey ahead, the prelude to a tantalizing event.
Gene was hustling back and forth from the dining room to the kitchen, and Brenda could smell the appetizing scents emanating from his cooking. The room was filled with an aromatic collection of roasted vegetables, garlic, and meat that sent her pulse racing with hunger and anticipation.
She stepped out of the tub, toweling herself off and looked at herself in the mirror. She saw a new, more confident Brenda looking back at her. She felt completely free and in command of her sexuality. Her husband served her needs totally without any obligation on her part to satisfy him. She was free to have sex with whoever she chose or desired. Her body belonged to her, and his body belonged to her as well. She loved how their relationship was evolving.
As the water swirled down the drain, Brenda Pent up her excitement for the upcoming evening. She was eager to continue her mission to fully own Gene, her husband, and submit him to her every whim. And, as an added bonus, she had invited Ryan, her attractive neighbor, to join them in their exploration of dominance and submission.
Just imagining Ryan's lean, athletic bodyрядее his tan, toned skin and the flare of his long, dark hair sent a thrill of arousal through Brenda's slim, fit figure.
As Gene handed Brenda a plate, she gave him a sultry grin, her green eyes sparkling with excitement. He had cooked a feast just for her: a roasted chicken, garlic mashed potatoes, and roasted vegetables with wine sauce.
"You did an excellent job, Gene." Brenda purred as she leaned over and planted a lingering kiss on his lips.
As she sat and ate the meal, she informed Gene of her plans for the night. "When Ryan comes over, I want you to great him submissively and fix him a drink. I want to enjoy him tonight and you won't be allowed to watch. I want you to clean the kitchen up while we have sex and wait for me to call you."
Gene nodded, feeling his heart sink into the pit of his stomach. He had looked forward to watching her with Ryan tonight and now he wasn't even allowed that pleasure. She was continuing to push his needs down in their relationship, but he knew his role.
After dinner, he stood up to take the plates and he heard the doorbell ring. Brenda's face lit up with a smile and she rushed to the door to great Ryan.
Gene watched from the kitchen as she swung open the door and leaned against it casually. She saw Ryan standing on the doorstep, his broad shoulders filling the frame, and she felt her heart skip a beat.
"Ryan! So good to see you!" Brenda said excitedly. "I can't wait to feel that big dick of yours inside me again." She threw her arms around him and gave him a huge hug.
Gene stood there awkwardly with the plates in his hands. He hadn't had normal sex with his wife for several weeks now and he ached to feel her pussy again. Now this man was going to get what he desired most of all while he was relegated to dishes.
As Ryan and Brenda kissed passionately, Gene could only stand there, watching with an ache deep in his soul. He had to remind himself of the plan – that he was to be a cuckold tonight – and try not to lose his mind.
"Gene, come great our guest properly" Brenda commanded.
Gene straightened up and went to the doorway of the kitchen, approaching Ryan with his head bowed.
"HI Ryan, Can I get you something to drink, sir?." Gene asked, swallowing his pride.
Ryan's voice was deep, and there was a hint of amusement as he replied, "Sure, I'll take a whiskey on the rocks, thanks."
Gene nodded and went back to the kitchen, preparing the drink for Ryan. He couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, a mix of jealousy, excitement, and anxiety.
"Put it on the coffee table, Gene," Brenda instructed, gesturing towards the living room.
Gene walked back into the living room, setting the whisky on the glass coffee table. He then leaned against one of the tall columns that support the cabinets, watching as Brenda and Ryan sit on the couch, their legs crossed and their hands in each other's laps. He noticed how Ryan's arm was around Brenda's shoulder, his fingers tracing along the back of her neck, causing her to shiver with pleasure.
Gene felt a sense of jealousy rise in his chest, but he tried to push it down. This was part of the plan, after all.
He was meant to be subservient, meek, and obedient to Brenda's every desire. Gene swallowed his anger and jealousy as he took in the scene before him. Ryan was a tall, younger man, with reddish blonde hair and biceps that bulged out from under his tight shirt.
Brenda leaned back on the couch, running her fingers through her fiery red curls. She was dressed in a white silk robe that was barely covering her thighs, showcasing her firm C-cup breasts.
"Come here Ryan," Brenda purred, her brown eyes flashing with desire. Ryan leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a deep, passionate kiss.
Gene felt a stirring in his loins as he watched his wife and Ryan maul each other. He wanted to look away, but he couldn't tear his gaze away from the explicit scene before him.
"Let's go to bed. I want some private time with you while cucky cleans up from dinner."
Brenda purred as she took Ryan's hand and led him towards the bedroom.
Gene watched in disbelief as they walked away, leaving him alone in the living room with nothing but his thoughts and a load in his pants.
"Get to work." Brenda called over her shoulder, her voice dripping with malicious glee.
Gene sighed in frustration and started to clear the table.
Meanwhile, Brenda and Ryan had reached the bedroom.
Brenda closed the door behind them and turned to face Ryan.
She was dressed in nothing but her lacy white panties and a matching bra, her long curly red hair cascading down her shoulders. Ryan took a step toward her and lowered his head to kiss her deeply, his hands roaming over her body.
Gene, meanwhile, was in the kitchen, cleaning up from dinner. He could hear the sounds of Brenda and Ryan in the bedroom and his dick was hard as a rock, dripping pre-cum. He tried to focus on scrubbing the pots and pans, but his mind kept wandering.
All the while, he could hear Brenda's moans and groans of pleasure coming from the bedroom.
Gene clenched his fists, trying to hold back the urge to burst into the room and join in, but he knew he couldn't. He had agreed to serve Brenda in this way, to be her cuckold, and he couldn't break his promise now.
The night progressed and Gene could hear lustful moans and groans coming from the bedroom, only making him more turned on. The thought of Brenda getting pleasure from another man was exciting to him, just as they had discussed. He couldn't see what was happening, but he could imagine it based on the sounds he was hearing.
Brenda was a sexual being, always open to trying new things, and exploring her desires. She had a fiery spirit that Gene found incredibly attractive, and he admired her confidence and independence.
Tonight, she was exhibiting that in full force. He could hear her soft moans coming from the bedroom, punctuated by the sharper, more urgent cries from Ryan.
Gene focused on the feeling of his powerful corded forearms as he scrubbed the plates with extra energy, trying to distract himself. It was then that he noticed movement in the corner of his eye.
Brenda stood in the doorway leading to the kitchen, a wicked grin spread across her face. She was completely naked, and Gene could see the glistening sheen of sweat coating her body.
Her auburn hair was disheveled, falling in unruly locks around her face. Her eyes were glazed over with desire and her lips were still swollen from Ryan's kisses. Standing there, she was the picture of raw, unadulterated pleasure.
Gene felt his heart rate increase as he took in the sight of her. His mind raced with thoughts of her body being explored and touched by another man, and it made him impossibly hard. He could feel his cock strain against the fabric of his pants, begging to be released.
Brenda smirked at him, her eyes glimmering with desire. She slowly wrapped her fingers around his hard shaft, gripping tightly as she guided him towards the bed.
"Do you trust me?" she asked, her low, sultry voice bringing a pulsating rush of blood to his groin.
Gene swallowed hard, trying to quell the intense emotions surging through him. With a respectful nod, he whispered, "Yes, Mistress. Always."
She gave his shaft a rough squeeze before letting go, sending a wave of pleasure coursing through his body.
"Good." She said in a low, satisfied voice. "Now, I want you to suck my cum off Ryan's cock."
Brenda ordered, pushing Gene towards Ryan, who lay on the bed relaxing with his soft dick glistening with their mixed juices.
Gene knew what he had to do.
"Down on your knees, Cucky." Brenda said huskily, her eyes gleaming with delight.
Gene faltered for a moment, but then sank to his knees on the bed, just as Brenda had commanded. He took a deep breath, trying to steel himself for the embarrassing task ahead.
He looked up at Brenda, who was standing in the center of the room, watching him take Ryan's shaft into his mouth.
"Open wide, Cucky." Brenda instructed, her voice far away and dark.
"I want you to worship it. Make it feel like the god that it is to me."
Gene's thoughts drifted in a haze of lust as he took Ryan's cock in his mouth. It tasted different than his own- warmer, fatter, and altogether more masculine. The smell of their primal act filled his senses, making his own dick twitch with excitement.
Despite the humiliation of servicing a man she'd just fucked, Gene's mouth watered at the task. He yearned to please Brenda, to be her submissive cucky and obey her every command.
Taking a deep breath, Gene leaned forward and took the tip of Ryan's flaccid cock between his lips. It was still slick with their juices, and he tasted Brenda's sweet pussy mixed with Ryan's musky scent. Gene closed his eyes, allowing himself to truly experience the taste, texture, and heat of Ryan's cock.
He felt his own dick throbbing in his pants, yearning for the release that he knew wouldn't come. But in this moment, he didn't care. All that mattered was obeying his Mistress's orders and giving her the pleasure that she so richly deserved.
As Gene began to suck and lick Ryan's cock, Brenda walked over to the bed and leaned back against the headboard, her legs spread wide open.
"Don't forget to clean up my pussy, Cucky." Brenda groaned as she stroked her clit.
Gene's heart raced with excitement as he sucked on Ryan's balls and licked up and down the shaft. Brenda's scent on him was intoxicating and he couldn't wait to taste her sweet pussy again.
He knelt between her legs and ran his tongue up her slit, savoring her taste. Gene wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked gently, causing Brenda to moan in pleasure.
Gene's fingers plunged deep into her soaking wet pussy as he licked and slurped trying to reach every drop of Ryan's cum. Brenda looked down on him in amused lust and grabbed his hair, smearing the cum all over Gene's face and beard. "That's it cum slut. Slurp up every drop of a superior man's cum out of the pussy you aren't allowed to fuck anymore."
Brenda taunted.
Her eyes gleamed, filled with a delightful mix of amusement and desire. Gene dropped his hands to the floor, giving her pussy a lingering farewell lick, terror clinging to his slow, resisting steps back.
"Tell me, cucky, does it turn you on to eat another man's seed out of my well fucked cunt?"
Gene's voice was thick with agony as he answered, terror clinging to his slow, resisting steps back.
"Yes, Mistress. It's filthy and humiliating and I love it." He muttered. Brenda chuckled before she replied,
"Good boy." She smirked, "Now come over here and stand by the bed. I want you to watch me fuck Ryan one more time before I let you masturbate for me."
Brenda got up on all fours offering Ryan her pussy.
She locked eyes with Gene, the heat of her gaze sending a shiver of pleasure through his body.
"Would you like to fuck me from behind, Ryan?" Brenda asked in a sultry voice as she pushed her ass up into the air, showing off her glistening pussy.
Ryan's eyes widened with excitement as he nodded eagerly. "Fuck yeah, I would!"
Gene watched in awe as Ryan positioned himself behind Brenda and slid his cock deep inside of her. Brenda let out a loud moan of pleasure as Ryan's cock filled her completely.
As he began to thrust into her, Gene couldn't look away. He could see every inch of Ryan's cock sliding in and out of Brenda's pussy, the juices glistening in the low light of the bedroom. He could see Brenda's ass jiggling each time Ryan thrust into her, her body taking every inch of him.
The sounds of their lovemaking filled the room - the slapping of skin on skin, the wetness of Brenda's pussy being filled, and the sounds of their moans and groans.
Gene watched, mesmerized by the site of Ryan's thick cock pumping in and out of her glorious pussy. He knew what her pussy felt like and longed for it. Watching another man take pleasure in what he couldn't have drove him wild with a mixture of love and jealousy.
"Keep watching you little bitch, Brenda panted, you're not allowed to do anything but watch until I say so." Ryan slammed into her, the bed creaking with their intense movements.
"Yes, Mistress..." Gene muttered through gritted teeth. He could feel his cock straining against his pants, unable to release its pent-up energy.
Brenda's face and neck were flushed as she moaned in ecstasy. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, nipples hard and pointing straight up.
Ryan reached out to grab a handful, squeezing them tightly and making Brenda cry out in pleasure. Ryan continued to piston in and out of her, enjoying the way her pussy stretched to accommodate his girth.
Gene was on his knees by the bed, watching in amazement as his wife was railed by another man. His own cock was throbbing in his pants, unbearably hard and desperate for release. He reached down to touch himself, but Brenda shot him a warning look and shook her head.
"No, Cucky.
You can't have release until I give it to you." Brenda chuckled, her voice dripping with satisfaction. She enjoyed holding her power over Gene, and she knew it drove him wild with desire.
As Ryan continued to fuck her from behind, Brenda reached down to grab Gene's head, guiding him towards her clit. "Clean me up, Cucky. Suck my clit while Ryan fucks me from behind.
Make me cum. Again. And again. Make my body feel alive, wrapped around his dick, lost in the heat, in the greediness, in the savage pleasure.** Brenda yelled out as she reached her climax, her body jolting and shaking against his.
Ryan groaned in ecstasy as he filled her, the sensation too much to bear. He collapsed onto his side next to her, panting heavily, his body spent.
Brenda, still tingling with the aftermath of her climax, rolled onto her back and looked up at the ceiling, a satisfied smile on her face. Gene watched as Ryan slowly pulled out of Brenda, his softening member glistening with their mingled juices.
"Stay there." Brenda ordered, causing Ryan's eyes to widen with surprise.
Gene nodded obediently, swallowing his emotions whole and moving himself to a position where he could service both his wife and Ryan.
Brenda’s body was slick with sweat and oil, her tits jiggling slightly with every breath as she moaned in pleasure. Ryan, with his thick, veiny cock, moved into position, nestling himself between Brenda's luscious thighs. He looked at Gene with a hungry gaze as Gene took a deep breath and dived into the mess that was already spreading on Brenda's body.
He savored the taste of her tangy pussy and the salty tastes that were left from where Ryan had been. He eagerly lapped up every bit of enjoyment he could find, the taste of his Mistress's pussy igniting new flames within him.
Brenda moaned with pleasure as Gene's mouth worked expertly on her feminine parts. He licked and sucked at her clit, driving her to climb higher and higher towards a new orgasm.
Brenda's moans became louder and more frenzied as Gene skillfully pleasured her. He felt a surge of satisfaction as he heard her moaning in pleasure.
Brenda loved having Gene serve her like this and the thought of his subservience triggered a final orgasm of the night.
She sat upright, grabbed his hair with one hand, and slammed his face against her hot, throbbing pussy. With the other, she reached around and pried open her cheeks, allowing him to see the awe-inspiring sight of Ryan's creamy white cum slowly leaking from her swollen pussy lips.
She looked down at Gene, his eyes full of filthy delight, a slimy mix of his saliva and her juices coating his mouth. Brenda smeared the cum across Gene's face with one hand and pulled him back to her pussy with the other.
He eagerly lapped up every drop of Ryan's and her juices, making sure to get every inch of her soaked pussy clean.
"Do you think you're done now, Cucky?" Brenda asked with a wicked grin, the mess on Gene's face reflecting the room's soft light.
"Yes, Mistress." Gene replied breathlessly, pulling back from her swollen flesh.
"Good boy." Brenda purred, the words causing Gene's heart to race with a mixture of pleasure and fear.
"Would my cucky like to cum now? Brenda asked teasingly.
She smirked as she watched Gene's eyes light up at the mention of his impending release.
"Please, Mistress." Gene begged, his voice strained and desperate. "Please let me cum. I feel like I'm going to explode."
Brenda nodded her head in approval and motioned for Gene to come closer. He obliged, crawling up onto the bed, next to Brenda. She reached out and placed a hand on his throbbing cock, feeling it twitch at her touch.
"Don't be shy," she whispered, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Show me how much you want it. Beg me to let you hump my feet." Brenda whispered, her voice dripping with malice.
Gene flushed with humiliation having to pleasure himself this way after Ryan had just fucked his wife twice. He felt debased and degraded, but was too horny to pass up this chance.
Gene nods his head eagerly, his breath hitching as she squeezes him harder. Gene gasped. "Please let me hump your feet and cum."
Brenda chuckles wickedly, releasing her grip on his cock.
"Well, since you asked so nicely, go ahead." She drawled lazily, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Gene's eyes light up with excitement and he quickly moves to position himself between Brenda's feet.
He wraps his hands around her smooth ankles, the skin soft and warm to the touch. His heart races with a heady mix of anticipation and shame as he begins to thrust his hips, humping her feet, dragging his dick along the arch of her foot, the sensation driving him wild.
Brenda leans back against the headboard, her hands behind her head and a smug smile on her face. She watches as Gene's cock slides against her feet, a look of pure ecstasy on his face.
She chuckles at his pathetic attempt to satisfy himself after Ryan had fucked his wife. Brenda decides to take it up a notch and reaches down between her legs, dipping her fingers into her well-fucked pussy. She then swirls her fingers around, gathering up every last bit of Ryan's cum, which she then proceeds to rub all over the soles of her feet. "Here Gene, you need a little lube." She said laughing and Ryan joined in.
Gene's eyes widen in shock and disgust as he takes in the sight of Brenda rubbing Ryan's cum all over her feet.
He moves his hips faster, his cock sliding smoothly between her soft arches, desperate to find release.
He sees Brenda laughing at him, her body softly jiggling with is thrusts. She is relaxed, putting no effort into his satisfaction, such a contrast to her passionate sex with Ryan. He sees her pussy still swollen and glistening with the juices from Ryan's cock while he was relegated to humping her feet like a pathetic excuse for a man.
Brenda's laughter and Ryan's chuckles spill from the bed. Gene couldn't believe that what seemed to be a kinky fantasy had become his reality. But the shame was overwhelming, yet he couldn't deny the desire and the pleasure that came from humiliating himself.
"Oh Mistress, I'm going to cum," Gene grunted as he moved his hips faster, the slickness from Brenda's feet providing the perfect amount of lubrication for his cock.
"Cum like a good little cucky boy.
Cum for me. Cum all over my feet." Brenda commanded, her voice dripping with malice.
Gene couldn't help himself as he let out a loud moan and felt his balls tighten up. He exploded in a frenzy of pleasure, shooting rope after thick rope of hot cum all over Brenda's feet. It covered her toes, the arches, and the heels of her dainty feet, splattering everywhere. Brenda was laughing at Gene, her face lit up with pure amusement.
She never imagined that she would be able to create such elaborate and degrading scenarios, but at this point, she was becoming addicted to it. The power she held over Gene, the ability to make him squirm and beg for her attention, it was all incredibly arousing to her.
She lifted her cum covered feet and offered them to Gene.
"You know what to do now, don't you, Cucky?"
Gene nodded eagerly, still panting from his recent orgasm. He leaned forward, his tongue snaking out to taste the cum on her foot. Brenda shivered with pleasure as she watched him lap at her feet like a dog, cleaning every last drop of his jizz off of them while Ryan laughed next to them.
As Gene finished his task and sat back on his heels, Brenda looked at him with a smirk. "Now what do you say cucky"
"Thank you Goddess for allowing me an orgasm" Gene replied with his face burning in shame, wondering how at how low he had sunk in such a short time.
Brenda leaned over him, curious about the thoughts racing in his mind, her eyes burning with desire as she spoke into his ear.
"You're not a man anymore and you are no longer my equal. You're my cuckold, my servant, and my bitch. You asked for this lifestyle, and now I find that I like it and we are just getting started. Do you understand?"
Gene nodded his head, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I understand, Mistress."
Brenda smiled at him, her eyes sparkling with desire. "Good. Now, it's time for Ryan to go home so we can all get some sleep."