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[Sauur]

This story is going to be a bit different then my other ones. It does include some male/female domination. I hope you enjoy it! As always comments are welcome.



Hello there. My name is Ryan; my tale is an interesting one if you have the patience to read it. Writing helps me come to grips with everything that has gone on. The story of my life started when I was in my early twenties, just graduated from college and married my wife. She has long red hair, nice pert breasts, and stands around 5 foot 2. Her name is Penny. We met while both attending college and we quickly hit it off, after graduating she went into real estate and I went into business working my way up the corporate ladder. I’m a pretty average guy myself, five foot 10, black hair 190 pounds. After college we started making money to finance a wonderful upper middle class life style.

Not all of our friends were that lucky, though really it was there own fault. One couple we always hung out with was Trevor and Roxanne. While Penny and I had a work ethic, they did not. Trevor worked odd construction jobs but was never able to hold down a steady income. Roxanne was pretty much lazy and rarely worked long at anything, she was continually supported by her parents. I should go on and describe them as well as they become a very central part of the narrative. Trevor is a few inches taller then me but weighs around the same lacking the little bit of a gut I have. Roxanne is a large heavy set woman, around 5 foot 6, but weighs around 185 pounds. Now don’t get me wrong, she is still very attractive, and her bosom is a sight to see. She is Hispanic and has long black hair.

We all enjoyed hanging out; we drank, played all manner of board and card games, and went to the movies together. We had other friends who tagged along but the core of our little group was us four. The one annoying part was about money, they wanted to go to cheap dollar menu places and we wanted to go to sit down places. It was a bit of a source of stress, and both Penny and I agreed they should get up off their lazy asses and get a job. But other then that it was good times.

Penny is an amazingly giving person. I myself am very submissive and so is she! But since we both care for each other we have no problem taking turns playing the dominant role. When she was dominant I loved it when she made me kiss her feet, often times she would watch a movie and have me worship her feet the entire time. She enjoyed it when I would forcefully take her, making her swallow my seed during oral. Games like this kept our romance on cloud nine. Just a few years out of college we were able to afford a wonderful 4 bedroom 2 bath home. Once we saved up some more money we would start our family together. We had regular guests over and we were the envy of all our friends.

Oh yeah things were great. My wife being the wonderful giver she was actually hired a dominatrix for our three year anniversary! I was taken to her dungeon and flogged lightly (wasn’t into pain really) and then was made to worship those thigh high black boots! Wow, to top it all off they both took a seat and chatted for 15 minutes, my wife on my chest and the mistress on my face! I was then tied and made to watch my wife being dominated! I about creamed myself with no contact as my wife kissed her boots and knelt before her. I know this was big for her because she didn’t have any lesbian tendencies.

Another one of the favors she did me was get Roxanne and herself to stand on me! Trevor was working that weekend (for once) and so they watching TV. Penny had already gone over the plan with me, I was to make some sexist comments and then both of them would go at me. It worked beautifully. I came into the room and became a pest, “What two women and neither one of them are making my dinner?” Roxanne was a bit of a feminist so several of the comments were clearly frustrating her. Penny looked at Roxanne and said, “Lets get him,” laughing they both chased me down the hall and Penny tackled me down. Roxanne helped hold me down as Penny stood up and stepped on my chest.

I let out a groan and Roxanne laughed, “Yeah who rules who now Ryan?” Wanting to incense her more I said, “Men you dumb hoe!” She glared at me and said, “Big mistake boy,” She kicked the side of my head and then balancing with Penny also stepped onto my gut. Ouch that actually hurt, wasn’t too pleasant but the domination aspect was worth it. She stomped down hard and at that point I was begging for help, “Ok, ok women rule!” Penny and Roxanne laughed and got off, Roxanne said, “And don’t you forget it!” Giggling they left the room; I went to the bathroom and furiously masturbated shooting off almost immediately. Ah good times… but back to the story.

So fast forward a bit and both our careers are going great. We invited over Trevor and Roxanne on Friday for a movie and some drinking, we were going to announce that it was time for a baby! My wife wasn’t pregnant but we were going to start trying. So we invited Roxanne and Trevor over and told them of our plans, we hoped they should share in our joyful plans. Sadly that was not the case. They kind of looked at each other and said, “Oh ok, that’s good I guess.” Now granted Penny wasn’t pregnant yet but this was a big step in our life! Penny asked Roxanne, “Why aren’t you happy for us?” Roxanne responded, “Well it’s nice you can have a child but we can’t afford one and I want a child.” I said, “Well why don’t you get a job then you can afford to have a family.”

This apparently ticked them both off, they became very rude and before you know it we were shouting. We told them they needed to stop being lazy and they called us stuck up snobs. Finally I shouted, “Get the fuck out you lazy good for nothing nobody’s you both will never amount to nothing and I’m glad you can’t afford kids because you would be lousy parents!” That tore it and Trevor rushed me and punched me hard in the face. I fell to the ground floored in one blow. Penny was screaming at him, my nose and mouth were bleeding. Roxanne slapped Penny hard and then pushed her, she fell over me. They both stormed out of our house and drove off. At first we were furious at them thinking maybe we should call the police, but we calmed down.

Days past and while we were still bitter I thought more about the exchange. They did nothing to get ahead, they didn’t work steady jobs they just loafed around all day and wanted someone else to care for them. How conceited and arrogant could you be that society needed to take care of you while you contributed nothing. As I thought about this, it came into my head suddenly. What greater form of domination then to do nothing at all and force someone else to work for you? I could just see it, working 10-12 hour days coming home to some spoiled bitch like Roxanne who had lazed away the day. And to then be forced to serve her while she talked about all the fun things she did while I had to work.

That night I went home and talked to Penny, an idea had formed in my head. I came home and talked it over with her, here was the plan. We would invite Trevor and Roxanne over to live with us. We would explain our fetishes to them and tell them that they would work and serve them so they didn’t have to! We made enough money to support the four of us, I would serve Roxanne and Penny would serve Trevor. I told her this would be the chance to live out our fantasies full time! I thought I would have to convince Penny, but she was more then willing. She confessed she had often fantasized about being dominated by Trevor, being forced to suck his cock. We discussed what we were going to say and then I called Roxanne.

She answered her phone. “What do you want?” I answered, “Roxanne me and Penny just wanted to apologize for our behavior a few days ago. We want to make it up to you we’re going to cook dinner for you, so please come over.” Roxanne paused for a moment and then said, “Ok we will be there at 9:00; Trevor is pretty pissed, but not half as pissed as I am, so you better be sorry or you will be sorry.” I said, “Yeah ok, we deserve that, come on over and we’ll make amends and hopefully make it up to you.” I hung up the phone and smiled at my wife, “They are coming over, this could be the night that changes our lives forever.” Penny kissed me and then started preparing dinner.
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[toejam]

very good start to your story
hope there will be much more to this story

[Sauur]

PART II


They arrived at 9:15, late, but that was expected with them. I opened the door and said, “Come in please, make yourself at home.” They walked in without a greeting. “Can I get you anything to drink?” Trevor asked for a coke and Roxanne for a glass of ice water. I hastily handed it to them and asked, “Anything else I can get for you two?” They said no. Both of them still looked angry I grew a little worried and approached Penny and whispered, “Wow they are still upset, do you still want to apologize and go through with this now?” Penny smiled mischievously and said, “Yes what better time, maybe they will beat us.” She was getting into it all right! They were both seated on the couch so Penny and I approached them, Penny spoke first. “Trevor, Roxanne, we both apologize for acting like such stuck up snobs. We know money is tight for you guys, and we would like to suggest an arrangement that could help you guys out.” Roxanne said, “How so?”

Penny swallowed nervously and motioned for me to continue. “Well ah, we would like to invite you to live with us, and there is more.” Both looked surprise but motioned for me to continue. “Penny and I are both submissive, we want you guys to live with us and we would pay for everything, we would do all the house work, and we would serve you.” I could feel my face grew hot and continued, “I would serve you Roxanne, in any sexual need you would like, and Penny would serve you Trevor.” At this point as we discussed before we both knelt down, I at Roxanne’s feet, and Penny at Trevor’s. Penny said, “Please let us serve you, both of you would not have to work, and if you feel we mistreated you in the past you could punish us.”

Both looked shocked and Roxanne laughed, “Oh my God, you guys are fucked up.” Penny also turned red in the face now. Trevor just shook his head and said, “Damn let me get this straight, we live here and you serve us and I can make you gag on my cock?” Penny looked up and said, “Yes sir, any time you wish it.” Roxanne looked at the two of us, “Well I don’t want your husband’s dick anywhere near me, but I wouldn’t mind making you eat me Penny.” I don’t know who was shocked more me or Penny. Penny said, “Ah Roxanne, I will serve you but not like that, I am not into the girl/girl stuff.” Roxanne looked down at her and said, “So? You guys want to serve us and be good little submissive, basically slaves, slaves don’t get choices.” Trevor laughed at my concerned face, “Don’t worry bro I ain’t into any of that homo shit, but I will enjoy fucking you wife.” Roxanne looked down at Penny and said, “What’s it going to be? You wanted to be a slave so this is slavery.” Penny looked at me and up at the two of them. Her greatest fantasy was going to be fulfilled, but she also had to do something that didn’t appeal to her at all. After a minute of complex emotions rolling off her face she said, “All right I will serve you Roxanne, however you want me to.”

Roxanne smiled, “Oh shit this is going to be fun, I’ve wanted to fuck you both up for so long, always thinking you were better then us.” Trevor said, “Well first off I want Penny to take my cock all the way in her slut mouth.” Everything froze for a moment and then Penny said, “Yes Master.” As Trevor stood up Penny started to undo his Jeans. I watched in fascination as my wife was about to serve another man, in spite of this my cock got hard. Roxanne noticed this and kicked lightly at my balls. Ouch, it was a light kick but it ached. She said, “Hah your not going to get to enjoy this, strip, and every time you get a boner I’m going to whack your balls. Each time harder, got that bitch boy?” I gulped; I wasn’t a big fan of pain, especially when it comes to my little guys. I watched as Trevor’s pants were pulled down and his cock sprang to life, immediately to be rammed none too gently into my wife’s mouth. I saw it was bigger then mine and felt embarrassed at mine which twitched as I finished stripping. Roxanne ordered me to lay down with my legs spread in the air my genitals right below her feet. Her feet right now were covered in a pair of worn pink sneakers.

This wasn’t the most comfortable position. I watched Trevor ruthlessly gag my wife with his massive cock. Penny was barely fighting her gag reflex as Trevor thrust full force into the back of her throat. Trevor growled at her, “You like eating my cock you rich bitch? Choke on it, choke on it bitch!” I have to admit watching my wife being abused turned me on a lot, and in my predicament that was not a good thing. As my penis hardened again, Roxanne pressed down with her foot onto my sack. Hard. I grunted in pain which turned into a higher pitched cry as she put more and more weight down. Her face smiled down at me enjoying my suffering. My manhood shriveled from the pain and she lifted her foot. “Next time I’m going to stomp on it,” she threatened.

Meanwhile my wife, who certainly enjoyed being dominated, wasn’t really enjoying herself right now. Her arms were flailing as I could tell she wasn’t getting much oxygen with Trevor’s thick cock jammed entirely into her mouth and down her wind pipe. Trevor had his hands around my wife’s head ramming it up with each thrust. Luckily for her, Trevor soon exploded into her mouth, he cried out in passion and kept his grip tight on my wife’s head. “Swallow it whore.” Penny did so and when Trevor was satisfied he released her and she fell to the ground and gasped for air. A sudden clarity rushed me, my wife had just given oral sex to another man. Shame filled me, a man wasn’t supposed to all that to happen. It wasn’t right. I had to stop this, this was wrong, this could not go on. But wait, my dick was getting hard again, and that meant….

OW! I actually said a lot more then just “ow” but you get the idea. Roxanne had stood up and smashed her foot right onto my testicles. I rolled on the ground with tears in my eyes, my stomach twisted in knots and I thought I was going to hurl. Eventually the pain subsided, Trevor and Roxanne were still laughing at me. Penny had finished catching her breath and was on her knees waiting her next command from Trevor. Finally they stopped laughing, Roxanne said, “All right you had your fun boyfriend, but now I want that slut to go down on me.” Penny looked worried, but I was looking forward to this. Yeah I’m a bad person, sorry. I know she would hate it but seriously wouldn’t you guys find it hot having your girl going down on another girl? Anyway my plans were dashed yet again.

Roxanne turned to me, “As for you, you need to go to my Mom’s and get my shit, I’ll call ahead she’ll be expecting you.” My jaw must have dropped because Roxanne laughed again at the expression on my face. “What you thought I was going to let you watch this? Hah what part of I hate you don’t you get?” This was very frustrating, I wasn’t getting anything out of this! I responded, “Mistress, I know you dislike me, but I could serve you well. I could worship your pussy, I could pay homage to your feet, I could be used as your footstool or chair, I…” She cut me off. “You’re an idiot, that’s all crap you would like, don’t get me wrong I may do that, but not until your little dingy dick is under control so I can make sure you don’t get any pleasure from it.” Hmm now what did she mean about that? I would learn later, and I would hate it, but at this point I was kind of clueless. I started to speak again and she raised her voice, “Shut up and get lost, get my crap while we have fun with your wife.” I nodded my head grabbed my keys and left.

[toejam]

this looks like it will be a good story but know one els seams interested in it maybe because of thanksgiving holiday please continue

[faceseat4jeans]

Hey, great story concept, Sauur, Thanx! I love the way u write, very realistic, and the idea of serving conceited friend couple is great!
Would love 2 see Trevor degrade poor hubby, say ordering him to lick Trevor's shoes clean while wifey is being gagged by Trevor's massive meat, or having hubby serve as a human serving tray for drinks and ashtray while wifey sucks off Trevor, or hubby ordered to eat out Trevor's ass while he gets a blowjob from wife, Trevor could fart in his face as he comes down wife's throat!
I love psychological more than physical domination, and love same sex forced degrading servitude, but your imagination is great, just offering suggestions.
Keep writing please!!!

[Sauur]

Thanks for the suggestions!

Unfortunatly I'm just really not into male/male domination. There will be the humilation/cuckhold domination aspect but not ass munching.

This next part goes a little bit on a tangent, and could be a bit gross for some.

PART III

As I drove to Roxanne’s house I couldn’t help wonder what was going on. I reflected on what happened and realized this was the real deal. We were going to be slaves, and they would milk every drop of it. Worse, Roxanne really didn’t like me, she was going to make me suffer, I started to think this was a bad idea. But each time I thought about how bad it would be I kept getting harder! Even with my aching balls I craved and fantasized about the abuse and humiliation Penny and I would have to go through. I decided we would continue and go through with this. This was the chance to live out our fantasies, most people never get to do that, but we were. I felt great as I finished the drive and arrived at the house. I went up to the door and knocked. After a moment Roxanne’s mom answered. Holy shit, she had been hit with the ugly stick!

She must have been in her late forties but gray had already tinged her dirty black hair. She was around Roxanne’s height but weighed almost a hundred pounds more. Yes that would put her at around 280. Her breast sagged horribly in the shirt she was wearing, and her face was ugly. When she opened her mouth to say, “Come in,” I could see her yellowed teeth. I sure hoped Roxanne didn’t age this poorly; I shuddered as I went inside. She was wearing some loose sweat pants, her feet were bare. I saw her yellowed toe nails as she led me to her daughters room. She said, “My name is Rita, you are here to pick up Roxxie’s stuff?” I nodded my head, “Yes ma’am.” She looked at me up and down and said, “Ok you pick up her stuff, but you also clean up, yes?” Ok she wanted me to clean her room, makes sense if she is moving out, “Ok I’ll clean her room.” She laughed; it sounded like a donkey braying. “No, you clean anything I tell you to. Roxxie say you clean house.”

What the hell did that bitch tell her mom? Angry but not sure what to do, if I refused what would Roxanne do? I said, “Ok I’ll clean up show me what to do.” It was about 10:00 and I was hungry, I hoped it wouldn’t be much to do, luckily it was Friday and I didn’t have to go to work tomorrow. Like much of the night I was frustrated again. She wanted me to clean her entire house, and it was dirty, not completely filthy but not something I would want to live in. I vacuumed, took out the trash, hand washed her dishes, and scrubbed her floors. All the time I was wishing I was at home seeing my wife getting dominated, or kissing Roxanne’s feet, or maybe even her ass… Just the thought of her turned me on. I must have been at it for almost three hours, I was plum exhausted. I also managed to get all of Roxanne’s things packed, Rita then approached me. “You talk with Roxxie now, she has you do something more.” I took the phone and Roxanne was on the other end, “Dinner was great, too bad you’re not getting any.”

My stomach growled, my wife had cooked a good meal. “Anyway, mom told me how good you cleaned up. So I’m going to give you a little present.” My heart raced. “You remember how you wanted to go down on me?”

“Yes.”

“You remember how you wanted to kiss my feet.”

“Yes!”

“You want to lick them, to clean them with your tongue, you want that don’t you, you dirty freak?”

“YES!” I almost shouted the last word, my penis was fully hard.

“Then… you start with my mom.” My jaw dropped. What? “What?” I could hear her laughing through the phone. “Yup that’s right little boy, your into that aren’t you? Well you are going to get some practice.” No, no no no. This wasn’t happening. I looked over at Rita she grinned showing me her yellowed teeth. “No Roxanne I can’t.” Roxanne laughed again, “Boy your going to be my mom’s bitch and if she’s not satisfied with you, you will never touch any part of me, go it?” What could I do? I resigned myself and said, “Yes I got it.” Roxanne replied, “Hmm I heard you call me Mistress earlier, where are you manners slave?” She was really rubbing it in. “Yes Mistress I will do as you say.” She laughed one more time then hung up. I looked over to Rita who waddled over to me. She stood right in front of me and grabbed my ear and pulled my head down slightly. “You like kinky stuff huh boy?” Her breath was foul, I struggled to keep my face steady and not show my disgust, “Yes ma’am.”


She slapped my cheek lightly. “You are very sick in the head, but this will be fun.” She sat down on the couch and put on a show. “You start with kissing my feet, show respect to me.” I swallowed thickly railing in my mind against the unfairness of life, I should be doing this to Roxanne not this hag. I went to my knees and took a look at my task. I could see a bunion on her right foot and several chipped nails. All her toe nails had yellow edges to them, and the skin looked irritated. Her ankles were swollen and fat, this was truly a disgusting set of feet. I kissed the tops of her toes very lightly, not wanting to touch too much of her ugly feet. She tolerated this for a while but then said over the TV, “Kiss it like you mean it; use your whole mouth.”

My disgust grew as I kissed more passionately; I kissed down her soles and on her heel, and then did the same on the other foot. I took her big toe, which had the most yellowed nail on it, into my mouth and sucked on it. Completely putrid. My disgust must have been plain on my face, Rita said, “Hah hah, not like my feet? I want you to suck more on my toes. And you also need to lick my feet, a lot not a little! You are done when my show is over.” My god this was horrible, I would be sucking, kissing, and worshipping the feet of the last women on earth I would like to do this to. They smelled and looked of unwashed rot, I thought I was going to gag.

I worshipped her feet with as much vigor as I could force myself to do. I licked in between her toes, sucked on them, and kissed all over. I tried to imagine that they were Roxanne’s but I couldn’t drive Rita’s ugly smelly feet from my mind. Each minute that went by I cursed Roxanne for being so wicked. I thought her show would never end, but it eventually did. She yawned, “That was nice, but now I want something more.” I dreaded what was about to come. “Roxxie said, you would put your face here,” she pointed at her crotch, “and make me happy.” I swallowed heavily, “Yes ma’am I will do my best.” She smiled, I saw her yellowed teeth again and held back a shudder, “Since my man left me no one has done this, Roxxie say you do this as long as I want you.” I nodded my head, damn this was going to be bad.

[faceseat4jeans]

best wishes, Sauur, too gross 4 me!

[Sauur]

best wishes, Sauur, too gross 4 me!

Sorry to hear that.

I'd skip this next part but I'll have Part V be with Roxanne and Trevor not with miss ugly.

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PART IV

“Come.” She led me to her bedroom, and undressed herself. Naked she looked worse then clothed. Her tits hanged even worse, her fat thighs almost completely covered her womanhood. Though her mass of hair was easily viewable. She climbed into her bed and spread her legs, a thicket of dark hair awaited. I also climbed into bed and before my head was even in there I could smell the stench coming from her. Did this woman not bathe? I pressed on and put my face into her hairy sex, fuck this I can’t do it, this was even worse up close. “No I’m sorry I can’t.”

“What? Roxxie say you make me happy,” she said indicating I was to get back down there. I looked at her, “Damn it woman, can’t you at least take a bath first, you stink.” Rita did not take this well, she started cursing at me in Spanish. She waddled out of the room and dialed on her phone. She had called Roxanne and she was speaking a mile a minute in Spanish with her daughter. After a minute of awkwardness just standing there she handed the phone to me curtly. Immediately Roxanne was on the phone yelling at me. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU BITCH?” I winced and held the phone away from my ear. “YOU TOLD MY MOM SHE STINKS?” I tried to get a word in edgewise but couldn’t but she just rolled right over my protests.

“You little fucker, you insult my mom, I wanted to do something nice for her and you fucking ruined it. You don’t want to serve your just a selfish snob trying to buy me for your sick fantasies.” I could tell she was very upset to say the least. “You listen to me, this little arrangement here is going to end now if you don’t go down on her you understand me you little bastard?” Son of a bitch was I frustrated, this was so damn hard. Why isn’t this going as I planned, I would have loved to do all this for Roxanne not her ugly mom. My desires got the best of me, after all it was just this once right?

“Ok,” I said to her, “I’ll do it.”

“Good, and since you pissed her off, she isn’t going to be nice anymore, you are going to let her tie you up, and she will do whatever the hell she wants to you, got it bitch?” Oh man what was I getting into… “Ok, ok, I’m sorry its just, look I’m sorry Mistress, I’ll be good.”

“You better.”

*Click*

Rita rounded on me. She slapped me hard in the face. “You insult me in my home. That is not right, I make you pay.” She told me to get some rope and tape from the garage, I went there and returned. Rita told me to strip and then started to tie me. My arms were tied tightly and none too gently to my sides. She ensured my bondage my wrapping duct tape around them too. She then said, “You have dirty mouth, I clean it for you.” Rita pulled me into the bathroom. I was wondering what the hell she was talking about. She pulled me to the sink and grabbed a bar of soap and shoved it into my mouth. I sputtered in protest but she held it firmly and ran it all over the inside of my mouth.

As you can imagine this was very embarrassing and humiliating. My own mother never did this to me! And frankly soap does taste disgusting. She kept cursing me in her own language as she worked it over, after a few minutes she took out the soap and I coughed/spit the rest out in the sink. “Now the mouth is clean you can make me happy.” Pushing me back into the bedroom she helped me into her bed. She resumed the same position with her legs spread open while she lay down.

Again I moved my face to her vaginal region. Again the stench nearly overwhelmed me. Seeing me hesitate she grabbed my head and pulled me in. Her legs came up a little and she wrapped her two mounds of fat around my face and head. “You kinky boy you make me happy now!” My head was thrust into the underworld of her sex, her thick hair made my face itch, and the smell, oh god I can’t even describe it. I started to thrust my tongue into her, hoping this wouldn’t take long. Not happy with my feeble ministrations she pulled harder and suddenly it was very hard to breath. I panicked, trying to get my head out, but her legs and hands held me there. My legs hung off the bed so I couldn’t use them to help lift, I was trapped in her smelly smothering embrace.

After a few seconds of futile struggling I quickly rammed my tongue into her, I needed to make her happy before the little bit of oxygen ran out of my lungs! “Ahh, better,” she sighed in pleasure. She released her grip and lay back. I continued my degrading task and soon she was moaning, evidently enjoying herself. I did my best to please her despite the circumstances, I like to thing I’m pretty good at going down on a woman, though I haven’t had many partners, just my wife and a couple of girlfriends.

Soon however she started to enjoy it too much. She once again grabbed my head and pulled me deeper, I could still breathe but it was harder. Her moans became louder and the bed creaked as she writhed in pleasure. Soon her climax was on her and her legs went up and tightened around my head. She squeezed hard as her sticky juices dripped out onto my face, my air cut off completely by her fleshy mass. My lungs were burning and I needed air I struggled and bucked but it was no use, my life was in her hands. Seconds later she released me and lay back exhausted. I looked up at her and could see her panting sweaty body, hopefully she would be too worn out for more and I could go.

After a few minutes as we both caught our breath she said, “You make me happy, but I have no forgotten the disrespect. You think I smell, well you will smell like me soon. She laughed and then flipped me over so I was face up. Oh no… She laughed at the look of horror on my face. Rita’s massive ass swung over and plopped down on my face. She rubbed her but all across my face, I could get air, but it was raunchy disgusting air that her sweaty body was polluting. “You think I smell now?” I could do nothing but groan and even that muffled under 280 pounds of flesh.

She continued her facial assault with her ass and this warmed her up again. She commanded me again, “Make me happy!” I stuck my tongue and started to lick, and kiss her pussy. She repositioned herself and settled her weight on my face. I thought my skull was going to collapse from the intense pressure. My jaw ached as her weight pushed down on it as I tried to pleasure her. She started to bounce. Agony, at this point the smell and her nasty body were not the worst parts, it was the horrible pressure and the lack of oxygen. I fought for every breath of putrid air as she bounced on my helpless face.

As she started to climax she ground down with her body, her fat covering my nose even those my tongue was right on her clit. She screamed in pleasure as I screamed in pain and agony. Foolish of me really, as that meant even less air. She relaxed and settled down on my chest, I breathed in sweet oxygen, never more thankful for air then I was then. Her ugly face stared down at mine. I was covered in her womanly juices, it stuck to my face and its stench just added to the nasty smells in the air. Rita said, “You now get big smell.” With that she grabbed the duct tape and taped my mouth shut securely.

She then spread her gigantic cheeks apart and showed me her puckered hole. Oh no I thought. She carefully placed that hole on my nose and dropped her weight on me. My nose went up her rear end and became lodged painfully up in her nether regions. I took my first sniff of air, a tiny trickle of air, but full of the stench of sweaty fat ass. I jerked in my bonds, I couldn’t take this, she had to let me out. “Smell good kinky boy?” she taunted. I needed air and I needed it now. I tried to twist my head but it was up her ass good, and almost 300 pounds don’t move unless it wants to. I screamed again in my gag. This is what hell is like, hot, painful, full of terror and pain. After half a minute she carefully raised her massive ass an inch or two and I sucked in air through my nostrils. Of course this air was pure ass air.

I tried to twist my head as she descended again, I succeeded and my head was pinned on its side to the bed. “No you smell me more!” She grabbed behind her to my head and forced it straight and moved her ass hole over my nose. My poor nose once again sucked into hell. This occurred not twice, or three times. I remember to this day how many times she did this, it wasn’t a few times, it wasn’t dozen. 23 times she made my nose go up her ass hole. 23 times I felt like I was on the brink of passing out. Twenty-three times!

Even though struggling had been futile, I still tried. After the 23rd time, that was it. I could barely move, my lungs had only had brief respites of shitty, smelly, air. A new punishment lay in wait for me. By this time her entire body dripped with sweat, it had even run into my eyes as she sat on my nose. Rita said, “You learn your lesson kinky boy?” She ripped off the tape from my mouth. I rasped out a, “Yes ma’am I will never insult you again.” She was satisfied with that. “Ok but you have to do one more thing. Since you say I dirty, then you have to clean the most dirty part of my body.”

Yup, she wanted me to clean her ass. There was no point in arguing so I said, “Yes ma’am” Let me remind the reader again that this was a massively overweight, ugly, smelly, old hag whose ass I was cleaning. It wasn’t some hot young woman with a nice firm ass, or even an attractive mature Dom who kept her appearances up. This was a body that had just had sex and had worked up a massive sweat. So with great distaste I pushed my tongue through the mounds of fat and found her bud. I licked it up and down, stuck it in as far as I could and obeyed her instructions. It tasted foul, even worse then her cunt.
When I was done she untied me and said, “You come back soon OK?” I sure as hell hoped I would never have to come back but again I said, “Yes ma’am.” She just shook her head and muttered to herself, “Sick freaky kinky boy.” I got dressed gathered all of Roxanne’s things and got into my car. After I drove a minute or two I screamed and slammed the wheel with my fist. That was the worst fucking night of my life. I went into the first store I could find and bought a tooth brush and tooth paste. I went directly into their restroom and brushed my teeth longer and harder then ever before. I washed my face and scrubbed my tongue. I couldn’t get the stench out of my nose. Her nasty body’s odor clung to me like flies on a cow pie. Shaking I left the store and started to drive back home. It was 3:00 in the morning!

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[dolphin20pl1]

Nice story, can't wait for part V.

[LondonBob]

Yeah. I'm liking this. Great story.

[Sauur]

Glad to hear you guys like it!

PART V


I wondered if they were still up, well I would find out soon. I pulled up into the drive way and saw all the lights but the porch light were off. There was a note on the door.

Hey loser. We fucked your wife and headed to *our bed* your wife’s crashing on *our couch* and you are going to sleep on *our* back porch.
-Roxanne and Trevor

Damn it they wanted me to sleep on the back porch? There were a couple of two story houses outside, they could maybe see me as I sleep outside, how would I explain that? Luckily it was only early autumn, but still it would be under 70 and I had no pillow of blanket. Sighing I took the back gate around and gathered some leaves to make a very thin pillow and curled up around myself trying to get to sleep. I felt used and degraded from my torment. I felt left out and excluded from not being here while Roxanne dominated my wife. I felt lonely and sad, because for the first time in years I was not with my wife. Despite the emotional mess I was in, and despite the physical discomfort I managed to get into a fitful sleep.

My dreams were not cool. In fact they were very warm; I was trapped again completely at the mercy of a giant hag. In my dream Rita was a gigantic fat witch; my nightmare even added the hairy mole on her chin. I was being sat on stuffed under her ass, I couldn’t breath but I couldn’t pass out, it was just one long endless lung burning period of excruciating pain. Then the witch with her hairy mole and decrepit obese body cast a spell on him. Suddenly he was shrinking until he was but inches tall. The witch stuffed him into her anus, the close up view he had before magnified by a factor of a 100. As he was stuffed through the hole gravity changed and he was falling, falling, falling…

I awoke with a jolt. I was dripping wet and Roxanne was standing before me with my bath robe on. Well I guess it was hers now. I shivered very cold; she had decided to wake me up with a bucket of cold water. Nice. Reeeeal nice. “Had a good time at my mom’s?” I shivered again and simply said, “No.” Roxanne laughed her breasts peeking out of the top of her robe. “Go get my stuff from your car and we’ll get you some breakfast.” Damn but she was hot, her bare feet peaked just a bit from the hem of her robe and I so badly wanted to crawl and kiss them.

Still shivering in my wet clothes I went through the house and unpacked her things. I brought them in and asked where she wanted them. “In my room of course”, she responded. I gave her a blank look. “The Master bedroom, idiot.” I nodded once and said, “Yes Mistress.” I should have known they would take that, I wonder where I was going to sleep. I could smell cooking in the kitchen. My wife Penny was working on some eggs and bacon. I smiled at her and asked, “How did it go last night?” She looked up at me and then returned to her work. Roxanne said, “Her speaking privileges have been revoked, but to answer your question it went fabulous.”

She continued, “For an amateur she sure is a grade “A” carpet muncher.” I grew hard despite the cold as Roxanne continued. “She didn’t like it when I sat on her face, after she complained we took away her speaking rights, she’ll get them back if she’s a good girl.”

Oh my God I thought I was going to explode in my pants right now. Her casual dominance of my wife was amazing. She spoke as if she wasn’t right there making breakfast for her! Roxanne laughed at my obvious enjoyment. “The best part I think was when I sat down on her face and made her lick my ass while I sucked on my man’s cock. Shit just thinking about it is turning me on again.” This was my chance, she wanted pleasure and I wanted to give to her.

“Mistress, Penny is cooking right now, but I could serve you.” Roxanne looked at me, “Tempting, but like I said not until we’ve got that little thing under control,” she said pointing at my raging hard-on. I still didn’t know what she meant, at the time all I could of think about was my disappointment. I went on and placed Roxanne’s things where she wanted me to. After that breakfast was ready.

Trevor and Roxanne had scrambled eggs, pancakes, bacon, and fresh orange juice. If you recall I didn’t have any dinner last night, I was famished. Roxanne said, “You can watch us eat from your knees and when we are finished you can have what is left over.” I grew hungrier and hungrier as I watched them eat up. I was so thankful when they finished and had left eggs and pancakes for us. To my horror Trevor cleared the table and dumped it all in the trash.

Roxanne laughed, “Oops guess there are no leftovers; Penny go make some cold oatmeal for the two of you. Penny had cooked me a hot breakfast almost every day we have been married, and now I get oatmeal. Penny set the bowls on the table and Roxanne shook her head, “Silly slave girl, on the floor, and put the spoons away, you are going to chow down like the dogs you are.” And that’s just what we did. Penny I saw did so carefully; I guess she got to eat yesterday. I on the other hand almost literally dove in. Trevor and Roxanne were snapping pictures with their camera phones and laughing until tears came to their eyes.

After breakfast it was time to do chores. Roxanne had me move all of clothes into the spare bedroom and then hang up their clothes. While I did that my wife was giving Trevor a massage. Roxanne oversaw my work, making sure her stuff went right where she wanted it to. She remarked, “Wow all this space, I’m going to have to go shopping soon and get more stuff with my new ATM… you!” I bobbed my head, “Yes Mistress.”
Roxanne thought for a moment, “Yeah you’ll go with me to pay, but I want to be added to your credit card, call your bank on Monday and get it done.”

“Yes Mistress.”

I worked for the next several hours moving things around in the house until they were set to Trevor and Roxanne’s specifications. After the massage Penny had completed the dishes. This was quite a change from our normal weekend, normally we would relax and watch TV or just sleep in. And then we would go out to a nice upscale restaurant for dinner and maybe a movie. Depending on our mood we may even hit a dance hall. I valued my weekends, I worked hard during the week and this was my time to enjoy the fruits of my labor. And now these lazy louts were making us work hard while they did nothing but enjoy it! As I contemplated the unfairness of it all, my dick swelled to full size.

After that Roxanne and Trevor went shopping. Penny still not allowed to speak was left to do some more work. Mow the grass, mop the floors, and then to lay out her jewelry collection on the kitchen table. Roxanne would then decide what she wanted. I really wanted to speak with Penny to see how she was doing, but that wasn’t allowed. I took the keys and headed to the driver seat. Trevor said, “Hey, hand me the keys I’d like to test drive my new car.” That was my car! Controlling myself and not cursing I handed the keys to him.

I sat in the back and Roxanne sat in the passenger seat. The plan was for Trevor to drop us off at the clothing store while he checked out the computers and TV’s. As we were let out Roxanne said, “All right Ryan, you are to walk two steps behind me and carry everything, don’t speak unless spoken to.” Being the red-blooded American man that I was, I hated shopping, especially for clothes. And it was a long ordeal; she tried on jeans, dresses, blouses, bras, belts, and even scarves! The only thing she didn’t try on was shoes, ARGH, I would have loved to help her in and out of her shoes kneeling there…. I think she knew I was disappointed when we skipped the shoe section. She turned back and smiled as we walked past.

All told she bought almost a dozen outfits. No shopping cart for us, I was just carrying them. I saw other people snicker at me as I must have looked like a partially wrapped clothes mummy. They were draped over both arms and on my shoulders. We made it to the check out line. The cashier a short blonde looked at all the clothes and said, “Wow that’s a lot!” Roxanne nodded, “Yup, it sure was exhausting trying all of these on though, we must have been in the store for hours.” The cashier looked at me wistfully, must be nice to have a boyfriend like that.

Roxanne laughed, “He’s not my boyfriend he’s my slave!” She didn’t say it quietly either. I can’t believe she said it. In the immediate area silence suddenly descended on the store. My face turned beet red, I could feel the heat coming off of it. After a moment the cashier giggled, “If I had one of those…” We finished checking out. Some of the outfits were expensive. The bill topped over $3,000.00.

After paying we drove over and picked up Trevor, he had seen some things he liked but he was just looking around for now. Trevor and Roxanne had not decided yet if they wanted to replace our entertainment center or not. I had a big screen TV so I really didn’t see the need, but then it wasn’t my choice anymore. Trevor had told me to get in the back and out of his driver seat; that still riled me up a bit when he said that. HE didn’t work for the car. HE didn’t work 55+ hour weeks to afford the car. HE didn’t deserve it.

We stopped to eat at a sandwich joint, I ordered two for myself. Breakfast had not filled me up and it was in the afternoon already. Glad to get something to eat I felt better then I had all day. Trevor said, “Damn dude your going to eat us out of house and home.” Hah hah. Very funny I thought sarcastically. Roxanne did find it funny and had a good laugh from it. Trevor said, “Well I guess I’ll tell David that he doesn’t need to call me for added help on his construction gigs.” Roxanne nodded, “Yup no more having to work for either of us, work just plain sucks.” Roxanne looked at me and said with mock sympathy, “Aw but you still go to work.” Trevor laughed, “Sucker.”

They certainly loved to rub it in didn’t they? We headed back home; the grass was freshly cut when we got back. When we entered my wife’s jewelry collection was on the table, I was told to put up the clothes and then come into the kitchen. Trevor turned on the TV and lay on my recliner. “Fetch me a beer.” Penny bobbed her head and quickly grabbed Trevor a beer. Roxanne was looking at my wife’s extensive jewelry collection. While we were dating and during our marriage I had bought my wife a lot of nice things, she was the love of my life and we had money, so why not?

Necklaces, pendants, earrings, toe rings, bracelets, anklets, rings, and charms all lay on the table. Roxanne looked at my wife and grabbed her chin with her hands. “Is this ALL your jewelry?” Penny nodded her head, she still couldn’t speak. Roxanne looked down at her, “No its not, take off your ring.” Penny was shocked and she hesitated and then did so and placed her wedding ring on the table. “That’s a good girl.”
She walked around the table and said, “Now let’s see what I want to keep and what do I want to get rid of.”

She started sorting my wife’s things in piles. All the rings went in one, my wife’s hands were significantly smaller then Roxanne’s. Not something she would use so she put them aside. She looked more closely at the more expensive items, she really loved a diamond pendant I have given my wife for our 1st anniversary, so she told Penny, “Help me put on my new necklace.” That was a symbol of my love for my wife! She had no right to just take it! But she did, because we gave it to her.

Penny placed the necklace around her neck and the diamond hung nicely right above her impressive cleavage. Roxanne also picked out several earrings and quality bracelets. She put those all to one side and then took my wife’s wedding ring from the pile of rings and said, “Well this won’t fit me, but the diamond is nice. I think it would be fitting for Trevor to use it when he asks me to marry him.” Oh no, hold on just a darn minute. That was my wife’s ring; that was a symbol of our vows to each other.

I spoke up, “Hey no, this isn’t right, for goodness sake’s that’s her wedding ring!” Roxanne looked at me and simply said, “So?” I gaped at her, “So? You can’t just take that!” Roxanne looked at me again, “Why not? Are you going to stop me slave boy?” I really wanted to, this just wasn’t right. But…

I couldn’t. The dominant way she stared at me and talked about defiling our wedding ring like it was nothing. The sheer audacity and arrogance of thinking she could just take that symbol of love me and my wife shared and just take it and use it as her own was mind blowing. And oh so hot. I felt myself getting excited and just dropped to my knees and said, “Forgive me Mistress Roxanne, take it, whatever we have it is yours.”

“Damn right and don’t fucking forget it.”

As she looked around at the rest she said, “The rest of this stuff I’ll sell.” She just kept pushing! Penny looked like she was about to cry, she loved her things. Sometimes at night before bed I would see her going over the various things I had given her and she would try them on or just hold them smiling. It was breaking her heart losing them. Roxanne laughed at Penny, “Aw rich bitch sad she’s losing her things?” She went on, “Well you can come with me to the pawn shop when we sell your crap.” Her cruelty knew no bounds, why had she even hung out with us if she disliked us so much?

Roxanne has me put the jewelry she was keeping away and the rest was put into a bag. “All right Trevor, you go with Penny tomorrow to ring place and get the stone fitted, now that we have all the money we need I want to get married,” Roxanne told her boyfriend. Trevor said, “Sure thing babe.” He paused for a second, “That means I need a bachelor party, and hell we have a pretty little stripper and fuck toy already.” Roxanne laughed, “Ryan what do you think about your wife being gang banged?” It was a rhetorical question, but to be honest I wasn’t sure. Part of me wanted to see that, the other part of me cringed at the idea.

“Anyway we are now going to go over what you guys are going to be doing with your lives now,” Roxanne said. “Trevor and I are certainly not going to be doing any work; we are too awesome for that. So let’s see how we should divide the chores up…”

[SafetyPin]

Great story!
I love the humiliating messy ones.

Please note: some spelling corrections would improve this story.
For example: don't confuse "then" (time progression) with "than" (comparison).
Change "...never more thankful for air then I was then." to "...never more thankful for air than I was then."

[punter88au]

Brilliant story. The humiliation is gut-wrenching, which is what makes it so good.
I can hardly wait until Mistress Roxanne places Ryan in chastity. How often will She let him cum, if ever?
Keep up the good work Sauur.

[reflux]

great story, i'm interesting point view of Penny and whot Roxanne do to her