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Note: This story is going to take a temporary detour out of the Interracial category and into Anal, although it could also be BDSM because there is a strong submissive element. Please read chapters 1-3 before reading this chapter.
Be Careful of your Fantasies – Chapter Four
by SubKaren92
I know I said I was going to have to tell my husband that our encounter with Jerome had not been a one time thing and that I had expanded my horizons to include Jerome’s wife and two other strangers from their swing group. But after watching myself with Sam, I just couldn’t do it. At least not that Monday and not on Tuesday. By Wednesday I was getting horny. Wearing the small butt plug didn’t help either. I’d been wearing it discreetly in the afternoons at work trying to get used to being plugged. The small one was not very big. I was actually surprised how easily it popped into my ass. When I’d sit on my office chair it constantly reminded me of my new friends. By Friday, I forgot to take it out when I left the office and drove home. I realized it as I left the office garage and figured I’d take it out at home before Robert arrived. Unfortunately he had left work early and was already there. I probably could have gotten away with it except he gave me a big hug and a kiss when I walked in. He also gave me a pat on the ass. The look of surprise on his face told me he felt it. When he asked about it, I broke down crying.
I told him the entire story before I took off my dress, pulled down my panties and showed him the plug. He sat silently and took everything in, nodding his head. Then he asked where the other plugs were. I thought that was strange, but I told him where I had hidden them. He went up to the bedroom (I had them hidden under the bed where he would never look) and he returned with the second sized plug and the bottle of lube. He then sat down on the couch and told me to lay over his lap. He had watched Jerome spank me during my first encounter, but that was when I was on my hands and knees. He obviously listened when I described Naomi spanking me because that was the position I found myself in now. I knew he was angry and he was going to take it out on my backside. I can’t say I didn’t deserve it.
What I didn’t predict, although how I missed it I can’t tell you, is that he would pull out the small plug and replace it with the next size up. He used the lube, but he wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t so much painful as shocking and I did kick and scream a bit while I wiggled on his lap. He gave me a firm spank and said, “Sluts don’t complain.” His voice had an edge I had not heard before. He then began to spank me. Hard. He also started asking me intimate questions about my activities while he was gone. I’d told him everything, but left out some of the why just giving him the what. That changed as he turned my backside I’m sure a bright red color.
Occasionally he would tug on the plug moving it around and a few times he did finger my pussy. Yes I was soaking wet. Between the tears and the moans, I tried to convince him that I still loved him. I could also feel his cock getting hard underneath me, but I didn’t read too much into that as hate sex can be very powerful. Whether he believed me or not, I wasn’t sure. Eventually he told me to get down on my knees. I thought he was going to whip out his cock and have me suck him. I would have been fine with that. But instead he walked to the kitchen. I remained kneeling as instructed. A minute or two later, he returned. I could see his hard-on was still straining against the thin fabric of his dress pants. I watched as he took off his belt. I’d been told of impact play beyond spanking and I was afraid I was about to experience it. Instead he looped the belt and then put it around my neck. “Follow,” was his only word and he started walking back toward the kitchen. I knew he wanted me to crawl. I told him Aithne had described that happening at the parties. I kept up the best I could, my mind reeling with the possibilities of what was about to happen.
When we got into the kitchen, he told me to stand and bend over the kitchen table. I quickly complied and when I did I saw he had our iPad on its stand facing me. It was already recording video. I heard him taking off his pants from behind me. He then spanked me again. Just once, but it made me yelp as I wasn’t expecting it.
“Jerome, I hear you’ve turned my wife into quite a slut while I was gone. I thought we were having a one-night thing, but apparently you made a big impact on her and she couldn’t control herself. I’ve put in the second plug. She was only wearing the small one and if she hopes to take you up her ass, she’ll have to do better.”
I was humiliated at first when I realized he was recording my punishment. But now it sounded like he was going to let me keep seeing Jerome. At least long enough for him to fuck my ass. Robert was full of surprises tonight. I felt him slide is cock into my pussy. It felt good that it was him as I didn’t have to feel jealous, although Escort I still expected him to kick me out of the house on a moment’s notice. He gave me a few hard thrusts. Granted they were nowhere near as pleasurable as Jerome, Sam or the man in the glory hole, but I wasn’t going to complain. He continued speaking to the camera.
“Jerome, I know I can’t fuck her like you can. We’ll have to work out some rules of engagement and I’ll have to find someone on the side, but I’ll be damned if anyone else is going to take her anal cherry.”
I almost said, “What?” as I processed what he said, but I was too focused on him pulling his cock out of my pussy and then roughly pulling the plug out of my ass. I know I’ve told you that Robert’s cock is not that impressively wide, but it still felt like a baseball bat as he savagely rammed it into my asshole. There was residual lube from when he put in the plug and his cock was coated with my pussy juice, but it was still rough. The plug was almost as wide as he was so my ass was prepared, at least minimally. But the camera definitely caught a look of surprise on my face. Surprise and stress. Surprise, stress and finally relief as my sphincter opened up and he was finally buried to the hilt. Then he started to fuck me harder than he ever had before. I was howling and I wasn’t thinking about Jerome or any of my other partners from the last couple of days.
I forgot I was being recorded as I started to enjoy what Robert was doing. Aithne was 100% correct about anal sex as my nerve endings turned on and the initial shock from the penetration became pleasure. I’d always felt Robert was undersized, especially after fucking Jerome, but in my ass, he was perfect.
I don’t know if he planned it, but he had the iPad positioned for the perfect porno showing every grimace and relief on my face. You couldn’t tell exactly what he was doing to me, beyond him claiming to ass fuck me, but the focus was on me and what I was feeling. I still wasn’t sure if I was being punished or if he was trying to show Jerome that he could get me off too. It was the most spirited fucking he had ever given me and that included on our wedding night. I know I complained that he rarely made me cum, but he certainly did when he took my ass on the kitchen table. In fact he made me cum twice. He definitely never lasted that long before.
I was still screaming in pleasure wondering if I’d make it to a third orgasm when he pulled out, slapped my ass again and told me to get on my knees. I dropped to the floor as ordered. He then grabbed the iPad and held it looking down on me. I was looking up at the lens and his cock. His cock looked angry. He told me to suck it. I did. I never paused to consider it had just been in my ass. Honestly, at that moment, it wasn’t an issue. “Take that cock, you whore,” Robert hissed so his words would be captured for posterity. “You like the taste of your ass, don’t you?” I couldn’t really answer. Moments later he pulled his cock out of my mouth and gave it a couple quick tugs. I knew I was going to be showered in his cum and I expected it to be the largest load of his life. He did not disappoint.
Robert was like a different lover since I confessed my true needs and I love him for it. But he wasn’t done yet. I moved my hand to try and wipe is cum off my face but he stopped me. “Sluts look better covered in cum,” he told me. Then he continued, “Let’s watch those movies you made.”
My body was still buzzing as he led me back to the living room. He then went upstairs to grab my laptop while I sat on the couch wondering what had gotten into him. When he returned, he had my vibrator with him and sat down next to me. He then casted my laptop screen to our large TV. I’d only watched on my 15″ laptop screen. Watching it on our 75″ TV would be very different. Robert told me to spread my legs and turned on my vibe. With my right leg draped over his left, he pressed the vibe on my clit as the video of Naomi riding me began.
I’d told him what happened, but watching it gave him much greater detail. I’d cum when I first watched it alone. Now that I’d orgasmed twice when he fucked my ass, I would have expected my body to be done for the night. Instead my body was very ready to give the reaction he sought when he used the vibe on me. At least it was until he stopped. I’d been engrossed in watching the video and not really paying attention to him, but I certainly realized he stopped buzzing me and I turned my head to face him.
“I’m not ready for you to cum again yet,” he told me. I gave him a pout, which I know he loves, and added a bit of a huff. He started buzzing me again. By the time Jerome had me in the swing and I was screaming my brains out on the screen, Robert was hard again. He’d stopped the vibe a couple of additional times so I grabbed his cock and started stroking it. I imagined he would get the hint that if he made me cum, I would make him cum. When he stopped the vibrator again, I dropped his cock.
“Keep stroking Bayan Escort me, pet,” he said calmly. He’d never called me pet before. It warmed my heart so I did what he said. The video soon transitioned to Sam in the video store office. Robert’s cum was pretty well dried on my face by this point and his refusal to let me cum had me feeling desperate. Although he was hard as a rock again, he didn’t seem phased by watching me fuck another man and I didn’t get the sense he was going to cum soon. In fact, when the video ended, he told me to go grab the iPad, the stand and the bottle of lube from the kitchen. I jumped up and headed to the kitchen.
When I returned, Robert had restarted the first video. He told me to hand him the lube and to setup the iPad on the table in front of the couch. I noticed he had pushed it forward a couple of feet. I put down the iPad and he told me to start recording another video. I turned on the iPad and adjusted the camera angle to his liking. I had a perfect view of him greasing up his cock. It was obvious he wanted to take my ass again. At least this time he’d be slicker. He waved me over and leaned forward, spinning me around to face the camera. He then grabbed my hips and pulled me back while telling me to “Mount up, cowgirl.” With the extra lube and my ass still relaxed from the kitchen table fuck, it was surprisingly easy for him to push into me. He then spread his legs and told me to spread mine over his. I felt like I was doing the splits. I also saw that his cock was perfectly visible sticking up my ass on the iPad’s screen. In the kitchen video, it was implied that was what he was doing. In this video, it was explicit.
He added a new instruction. “Tease your nipples.” He knew that drove me wild and I knew he still wasn’t going to let me cum too quickly. The iPad would soon capture my desperation to serve him much like Jerome and Sam had recorded my desire to serve them. He then turned the vibe on again and gave me just a quick taste of its pleasure. I kind of hopped up and then back down on his cock with a little mew of pleasure. He then said, “Repeat after me.” I tried to fuck myself as well as I could, but doing the splits made it difficult for me to get much leverage to lift myself.
“My name is Beth and I am my husband’s whore,” he began. My head began to swim with lust as I spoke the words. I’d thought the words as I fucked Jerome and to a lesser extent Sam, but it was as if my husband suddenly understood me.
“I am his slave. He is my master,” were the next words out of my mouth. Even without being touched by the vibrator, my pussy was beginning to gush.
“I promise to do anything he wants including sharing me with other men and women.”
It was after that sentence that he pressed the vibrator against my clit again. I moaned loudly, but he only did it for about 10 seconds eliciting a groan of frustration.
“My Master owns my body. My mouth, my ass and my pussy. I will only cum when given permission.”
After I said the word cum, he pressed the vibe against my clit again. I struggled to complete the sentence.
“I’m in this position because I am a slut for big black cocks.”
Somehow that was the most difficult sentence to complete because I was thinking more about what Robert was doing compared to what happened with Jerome and Sam.
“My Master understands my need to serve black men.”
OK that was easier to say.
“He lets me do that because he loves me.”
I almost started to cry after I said that.
“I don’t mind that he fucks other women because I fuck other men.”
It’s only fair, I thought as he pressed the vibrator on my clit again.
“I will eat his cum out of their pussies and ass if he tells me to.”
I think Jerome had planned that I would cuckold Robert, but instead he was cuckqueaning me.
“I will wear a red collar to the parties because it pleases my Master.”
Each sentence he made me confess on video was more surprising than the last and took me deeper down the rabbit hole. I’d thought maybe I was ready for a black collar, although I liked the safety of white for the first party, but it now felt natural for me to promise to be used in any way while wearing red.
That was the end of my statements on the video, although we would make others where I promised new things my husband thought of to control me. He put down the vibrator and grabbed my hips so he could fuck me harder. The position was still difficult, but it looked good on video and it felt good to me. I did ask if I could rub my clit instead of my nipple. I needed to cum. At first he said no. Then I realized my mistake was in phrasing.
“Master,” I said admittedly with a bit of a nasally whine, “May I please touch your pussy?”
“Very good, slave,” he responded. “You may.”
I used both my hands. My left hand I used to pull my skin tighter allowing my clit to pop out. My right hand started working on my clit. I wished I had learned how to squirt already. Escort Bayan That would have been a surprise for Robert, but it might have ruined the iPad since it was in the splash zone. My moans of pleasure drown out the video replaying on the TV.
Again I was lost in lust, but somehow remembered that I couldn’t cum without permission. The problem was I didn’t think I could stop myself from cumming. I was basically on autopilot, but somehow I managed to beg for permission to cum between my moans. I suppose Robert was new to giving permission because I probably should have said no and let me struggle not to climax for a bit, but he told me to cum and as soon as he said it, I did. And it was a good one. I also involuntarily clammed my ass down on his cock and that triggered him to shoot his cum deep inside of me.
I was still riding his cock as my body shook through the orgasm, although his cock started to deflate before I was done. Maybe that gave him some inspiration because he had another command for me before I was fully recovered from my dopamine rush. He started lifting my hips and he told me to stand up. I admit, I wasn’t graceful but eventually I got into a standing position. I then spun me around to face him. I liked that he was smiling and this just wasn’t a hate fuck. “Lean forward and spread your ass cheeks,” he commanded me. He also grabbed both my nipples and pinched them as he tugged them while I leaned over him.
To my shame, I didn’t understand why he wanted me to do this until I watched the video. I thought he just wanted me to show my asshole puckered and stretched. That would have been difficult for me except for the fact that my brain was still on orgasm time. But the real reason was his cum dripping out of my butt was clearly visible. After 15-20 seconds of me holding myself open for the camera, he told me to get on my knees and clean him off. As you already know, when I did that in the kitchen it wasn’t as distasteful as I expected and I gladly gave him this service. He then turned me toward the camera again and held my head in his hands.
“This is my slut,” he told the camera. “I love her very much. When we married I swore to God that I would take care of her and protect her. I will still do that and provide for her needs.”
I started to cry again and he lifted me up as he stood and held me in his arms comforting me. I calmed down after about a minute and we turned off the iPad. We then showered and got into bed naked where we held each other as we fell asleep. When I woke the next morning, I wondered if my husband accepting my needs was a dream. But I realized my ass was still sore and I remembered him fucking me there twice and me cumming hard on his cock. He was still asleep and I reached under the blanket and started softly stroking his cock. It reacted like I had hoped and I crawled under the blanket and gave him a good morning blow job. He woke pretty quickly and threw the blanket off the bed so he could see me.
“That is a nice way to wake me up, slave,” he said. “I approve.”
Slave. I had forgotten that part he had me confess. It gave me a warm fuzzy to hear him say that just like I had last night when I repeated it.
“I think I want you to make one more short video,” he said. I stopped sucking him long enough to see him reach for the phone charger on our night table and grab his phone.
“Keep sucking, slut,” he corrected me since I had stopped.
“When I say now,” he instructed me, “I want you to stop blowing me, look at the phone and tell Aithne you want to share my cum with her the way she shared the glory hole cum with you. Then open your mouth and start stroking my cock.”
I stopped sucking him long enough to agree with his instructions and to tell him, “That sounds wonderful.”
It didn’t take him much longer to cum. He had the phone in his hand and I am sure he had my face framed perfectly. I had his cock just off of my lips as I gave Aithne the message. I then stroked him firmly. I failed to catch a lot of the cum in my mouth like we had at the glory hole,, but I don’t think that was really a problem. Robert seemed to like having his cum on my face. So did I.
I didn’t masturbate in bed that morning, not because I didn’t have the desire, but my husband / Master did not give me permission. I didn’t masturbate in the shower either for the same reason. I don’t know if I would have been in trouble, but I loved the way he acted last night and I wanted to encourage it. I figured he’d always been a softie for helping me cum so if I told him I needed to, even if he was trying to be a hard ass, I could probably convince him to let me. But that would come (no pun intended) later. He had other plans for us.
For the next week, Robert didn’t travel for work and that meant he had more time to spend with me. Time he used to sexually torment me and I loved it. I could tell he was getting ideas from outside sources because he was never so creative in bed. It wasn’t like I had forgotten about Jerome, but I didn’t feel the need right then to see him. By the time the next Friday lunch rolled around, Robert told me we had plans that night and to wear a summer dress with no bra or panties. As I said, he was acting differently and I liked it.
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