Chapter 8: Cuckold Gets To Cum
Gene's heart skipped a beat at the thought of being pegged. He knew it was going to hurt, but he felt like he deserved the punishment. He was born to be a cuckold, serving his wife and her lovers and taking pleasure from it, but this was going to be a different kind of service.
Ava grinned and leaned down to whisper something in Brenda's ear. Brenda burst out laughing and both women turned their attention back onto Gene.
Ava climbed off the bed, her body glistening with sweat and a satisfied smile on her face, and she strode towards Gene boldly.
"Look at this beast," Ava taunted, skimming her fingers over Gene's erection which was still securely locked in the cage. "Such a pathetic little thing, isn't it?"
Gene never said a word, but his eyes burned with shame at the woman's disrespect towards him.
But at the same time it was a hot reminder of his position in this sexual power dynamic. Ava walked around Gene and stood behind him, her fingers tracing over the outline of his cock through the chastity cage.
"Just because it's tiny, doesn't mean it can't do some damage," Brenda said with a chuckle as she walked towards him. "Now get down on your hands and knees, slut."
Gene knew better than to disobey her commands. He got down on his hands and knees, his naked body trembling in anticipation.
Brenda used the key around her neck to unlock his cage, letting his cock spring free. The feeling was unbelievable as the sensations rushed through him and he was instantly hard as a rock.
Brenda walked over to her nightstand, pulling out a black dildo and a strapon harness. Ava watched with interest as Brenda expertly strapped on the harness, the dildo jutting out from her pelvis.
"Let's start with you, my pet." Brenda said with a wicked grin as she walked towards Gene.
Gene whimpered in fear as he felt Brenda's fingers tracing the contours of his ass, lingering over the tight bud of his anus.
His heart pounded in his chest like a drum as she pressed a lubricated finger against his hole, slowly probing him open.
"Relax, darling," Brenda cooed, nuzzling the back of his neck with her nose, inhaling his musk. "You've got nothing to worry about, I'll take good care of you."
Gene ground his teeth together, biting back a cry as Brenda continued to insert two slick fingers into his mouth, warming him up.
His muscular body trembled imperceptibly, sweat dripping down his brow as he struggled to relax and submit to Brenda's dominance. His heart hammered like a locomotive in his chest, but at the same time, he couldn't help but react to the intimate touch even if it reminded him of how humiliating this was.
"Take a deep breath and let it out slowly." Brenda instructed, gently pulling her fingers out of his mouth before pressing them back in again. Her fingers slipped in a little deeper, probing his tight muscles and gauging his response.
He squeaked softly in surprise, a tinge of embarrassment in his expression, but she noticed the desire lingering behind his eyes. She moved her other hand around Gene's waist, giving his sensitive newly freed cock a gentle squeeze.
"Don't worry handsome, you can take it," she soothed as she worked her fingers in deeper. A guttural groan escaped Gene's lips as she pressed against his prostate. Brenda smiled and twisted her fingers around it.
"Your body loves it," she whispered seductively into Gene's ear as she moved into position behind him and started stroking her dildo.
Ava, wanting a piece of the action was busy sliding on her own strapon, and she walked in front of him looking him in the eye as Brenda caressed the backs of his thighs.
"You want this, Gene?" she asked, her voice sultry and commanding. "Do you want me to fuck you with this big, fat cock until you scream?"
Gene's heart was hammering in his chest as he nodded, unable to speak. He couldn't believe that this was happening, that he was about to be penetrated by two women in front of each other. The humiliation was intense and yet, the part of him that had always wanted this was soaring with pleasure.
Ava chuckled at the sight of Gene's wide-eyed, incredulous expression.
"Good boy, you know what you want." Ava cooed, using her hand to guide his head towards her crotch. "Now you're going to prove to me how you can service a woman properly."
Gene was beyond the point of no return and he slowly opened his mouth and let Ava slip the tip of her dildo between his lips.
He closed his eyes and let out a deep, instinctual groan as Brenda teased his entrance with the dildo, slowly pushing against him with just the tip.
He let out a strangled cry as the dildo breached him and Brenda started pushing it in deeper until her hips were snug against the backs of his thighs.
Gene groaned around Ava's strapon as Brenda's dildo filled him up. It was only the second time he had been pegged so his ass was tight and the pain was intense, but mixed with pleasure.
Brenda and Ava had pushed into him slowly and methodically, stretching him out as he squirmed beneath them, shooting out strangled moans and arguments that they knew were useless. They were overpowering in their dominance, and he found himself surrendering to their pleasures without a fight.
The dildos slid easily into his body, their thickness stretching him out and playing with his prostate which made him gasp and writhe underneath them.
Both women laughed as they saw his reaction.
"Does the little bitch like getting fucked up the ass?" Ava teased, a cruel glint in her eyes as she bobbed her hips forcing her dildo deeper into his throat and gagging him.
Brenda rolled her eyes as she picked up the pace, relishing in the control she had over him. She loved the feeling of her big, heavy cock nestled between Gene's smooth legs as she rocked back and forth, dominating his body.
"Yeah, you like that, don't you?" Ava said to Gene maliciously as she watched him struggle against his own pleasure. "Fucked by not just one, but two women. And what a perfect little slut you are for us."
Gene grunted as Brenda slammed into him harder and faster, his tongue trailing up and down the length of Ava's dildo. His mouth watered as he tasted her sweet, salty arousal on the plastic.
Behind him, Brenda's hips slapped against his ass as she pistoned into him, both women taking turns to dominate him and breaking him down.
Gene tried to focus on pleasing Ava, feeling her grip on his hair tighten as he slid his tongue up the underside of the silicone cock, his body rocking back and forth with the rhythm of the pegging.
The two women leaned together over his prone body and started kissing each other as they moved in rhythm see sawing him back and forth between the unyielding silicone dildos. It felt almost like they were fucking each other through him.
The way they controlled him, breaching his hole, daring him to arch off the bed, to resist, but he could not. Instead he was overcome, his body losing itself in sensation as the two women dominated him.
Brenda thrust harder, picking up speed as she watched Gene's discomfort melt into pleasured groans. Her hand reached around and grabbed his hard dick and began to jerk it in time with her thrusts. "Cum like a bitch for us cucky. Show us how much you like being fucked up the ass."
Brenda demanded, her voice dripping with venom.
Gene groaned as he felt the dildo and strapon push their way into his ass, their thick, ungiving shaft filling him up, stretching him open. He tried to speak, to protest, but his words were muffled by Ava's strapon.
"Is that all you can muster up, bitch? Is that the best you can do?" Ava taunted, her tone getting edger.
"You're such a weak, pathetic little man, aren't you? You can't even please one woman without letting another one fuck you up the ass like a little slut. You're just a useless, spineless sack of shit."
Gene couldn't help but feel the shame burn into his core as she spat the words at him. She was right, of course, he felt so weak compared to her, to Brenda, to Ryan and Tom. He felt like he was nothing but a pawn in their games, just a means to an end for their twisted desires.
His mind raced as Brenda thrust deeper into him, and his body writhed under the dual assault of both women's dildos. The two of them were merciless, and he knew that this wasn't just about sex for them, it was about domination and control.
But despite the pain and the humiliation, Gene felt his orgasm coming and it hit him like a wave all at once.
He lifted his head from Ava's lap and screamed, the sound echoing through the room. He felt Brenda's cock twitch inside him as she orgasmed at the same time, her scent and flavors mixing in the air. The extreme pleasure of his orgasm was laced with the bitter taste of shame and fear, but somehow that only made it even more intense.
As the wave dissipated, Gene sagged on the bed, barely able to move.
His body was wracked with pleasure and shame as he panted, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Brenda and Ava pulled out of him, leaving his gaping hole cold and empty. Both women grinned triumphantly, savoring the way they broke Gene and unleashed that intense, animalistic orgasm that he never knew he had in him.
Brenda moved around the bed, her rock-hard cock now glistening with a mixture of her and Gene's cum. She leaned down to Gene's ear and whispered, "You're a good little bitch, slave, but you're not done yet.
She grabbed his hair and pulled him towards the cock that had been up his ass and held it up to his face. "You've got some cleaning to do, she chuckled."
Gene's nose wrinkled with disgust. Surely she wasn't serious.
But as he looked up at her, defiance slowly melting away into submission, he knew she was. Brenda wasn't the kind of woman who took pleasure in empty taunts, she meant every word she said.
Gene's shoulders sagged and he obediently opened his mouth, taking in the tip of her dildo. He could taste his ass on the hard rubber and he almost wretched, but there was something undeniably hot about serving her in this way.
He heard Ava laughing beside him. "Damn Brenda, that's some nasty shit. LOL you go girl."
Ava encouraged, her voice dripping with wicked glee.
Gene forced himself to push his embarrassment deeper down in him and closed his lips around her dildo-cock, drawing in her smooth shaft in his mouth until he tasted his own ass.
He took a deep breath and tried to pull the dildo deeper in his mouth, going against everything that felt instinctual to him, at least when it came to the type of sex he was used to have for years now.
"That is so gross dude" Ryan exclaimed.
Tom nodded in agreement, both of them now standing near the edge of the room watching intently.
Gene looked up at them, almost as if for help, but all he saw was amusement and awe in their eyes. He felt completely exposed and violated and yet, beneath the shame, his cock was still rock hard and throbbing. He glanced up at Brenda, who grinned proudly down at her cucky husband.
"You look so pretty like this, Gene." Brenda chuckled, tangling her fingers in Gene's long hair.
"You've got such a pretty mouth, my dear. You should use it to pleasure me instead of whining all the time."
Gene blushed and lowered his eyes, feeling utterly humiliated. But even through the shame, he couldn't deny the surge of arousal that coursed through his veins at Brenda's words. He had always had submissive fantasies, but he had never felt this kind of utter degradation before. And yet, as much as it repulsed him, it also excited him.
Gene's body was trembling with the sordid, debasing feelings that coursed through him as he cleaned Brenda's dildo-cock, careful not to swallow. The taste of his own ass was stomach-turning, but the humiliation was a strange, confusing turn-on. He could feel his willingness to submit to Brenda growing stronger with every passing moment.
Ava moved around behind him and pushed his thighs apart, lining up her dildo on his ass. Gene flinched. Now that his orgasm was over, the thought of being pegged was no longer pleasurable and he knew this was going to hurt.
Brenda seemed to sense Gene's hesitation and leaned down until she was face-to-face with her husband.
"This is a big shift, Gene," Brenda whispered gruffly. "It's not just about your fantasies and desires. You're truly my bitch now and you do what I want no matter what it takes. Now spread your cheeks for Ava." Brenda commanded, a cold, distant tone in her voice that Gene was not used to in their intimate married moments.
Gene's body grew rigid with frustration and apprehension. His hole throbbed dully, still sore from the relentless onslaught of Brenda's and Ava's dildos. The smell of sex permeated the air, mixing in with the soft flickering lights of candles. He squeezed his eyes shut as he heard Brenda's and Ava's sinister whispers.
They sounded like they were enjoying every moment of Gene's suffering.
"Don't be such a baby," Brenda taunted. "You've been begging me to do this to you for months now. You should be grateful I even let someone else join in."
Gene shuddered as he felt Ava's cold, slick fingers probe at his abused hole. He was so sore from the rough treatment of Brenda's dildo that he could barely stand the thought of another invasion.
But he knew better than to argue with Brenda, not when she had that unpredictable and sadistic look in her eyes.
"Gene, stop being a difficult little bitch," Brenda commanded, her voice taking on a harsh, demanding tone. "You'll take Ava's dick just like you took mine. You'll do it with a smile on your face and thank her for giving you the honor."
She gave his ass a hard smack, causing him to yelp in pain.
Brenda's laughter echoed through the room. Gene couldn't help but let out a strangled cry, his whole body contracting as his asshole clenched involuntarily. He could feel the spasms dying down and his hole beginning to relax.
Ava took advantage of Gene's vulnerability and thrust forward, her dildo burying itself in his opening. The pain was intense and Gene groaned loudly as his sore ass tried to accommodate the new invasion..
"Oh fuck, yes!" Ava said breathlessly, "Take it whore. You're my bitch now."
Brenda gloated as Gene winced and bucked beneath Ava's rough thrusts. Ava kept pounding away reveling in Gene's pain and seeking her own orgasm.
Gene pushed back against Ava's thrusts desperate to get her off so the assault would end. He looked to Brenda pleadingly, but her eyes were glistening with lust and she was playing with her clit while she watched her husband being abused.
Gene groaned. This is what he was made for now, to serve her whatever desires she wanted him to fulfill and this was just a reminder of the fact.
Ava pulled Gene onto all fours, his face pressing into the bedsheets. He whimpered as he felt her roll over on top of him. She was facing the opposite direction, her hips aligned with his ass and she sat down, sinking the length of her strapon-cock into him until it was fully seated. He cried out as it stretched him uncomfortably, an overwhelming sensation washing over him.
Brenda looked on with satisfaction as he struggled to accommodate Ava's size, who grinded into him. Ava squeezed his hips tightly and picked up the pace, slapping against him hard.
Gene's body rocked with the force of her thrusts. He buried his face further into the bedsheets, his muscles contracting at each impact.
Ava grunted as she neared her orgasm. Gene's pain was like an aphrodisiac for her and each grown sent a fresh shock of pleasure through her core.
She reached her climax with a loud, primal scream and collapsed on top of Gene, resting her head on his shoulder.
Ava lay on top of Gene, her heaving bosom mashing against his back, her hot breath huffing in his ear. Gene gasped as she pulled the big dildo out of his ass with a plop and he felt a wave of relief sweep over his body as he collapsed on the bed exhausted and trembling.
Brenda wrapped her arms around him comforting his shuddering wrecked body.
She ran her fingers through his hair and rubbed circles into his back. She murmured soothing words in his ear about how proud she was of him, and how he had done so well. Gene's face was pressed into the pillows, his body slick with sweat and ass fluid. He let out a strangled whimper, feeling completely and utterly degraded.
Gene realized that their relationship was now fundamentally changed forever. He was no longer an equal in the marriage.
Brenda had taken his masculinity and stepped into the dominant role, using him for her own pleasure, while turning him into a mere object for her, submissive, nothing more. He was broken, he had submitted completely and that realization struck him like a knife, he saw himself as she saw him: a weak, pathetic man that could hardly take any pleasure, from any sexual act without her permission, or indulging in the pleasures of another man or woman before him.
"You, Gene, my dear husband, have become the 'party-bitch' you fantasized about," Brenda whispered in his ear with a chuckle.
Gene certainly had gotten what he asked for.