It was a Monday, a normal Monday for the most part as John sat across the table at lunch with one of his colleagues. He and Lisa had known each other for years. They had worked together on many projects and John could tell she was not in the best of moods.
“Okay, spill it, what’s going on with you?”
She looked up from her salad, “What? Oh, nothing, just distracted.”
John put his fork down, “Yeah, I call bullshit – known you too long and know you too well. How many times have I told you that you can’t hide from me?”
Lisa blushed and looked away. “It’s Doug.”
John chuckled, “So, what did hubby do now?”
Lisa couldn’t look at him, “It’s not what he did, it’s what I found.”
John looked puzzled, “What you found? No way in hell is Dougie boy having an affair is he?”
Lisa shook her head, “No, nothing like that – I had to look for something on his computer – some file he had saved for the kids and I found a folder with all sorts of videos in it.”
John’s ears folded back, “Oh, really? So what kind of kink is old Dougie into?”
Lisa blushed. “It was all sorts of male submissive and wife sharing stuff. Just too much.”
John took a bite of lunch, “Too much to think he’s submissive? Honey, I could have told you he was submissive from the first time we met.”
Lisa shook her head, “Bullshit – no way.”
John nodded, “Yeah, his mannerisms, his way of looking down when you hold his gaze, coming into a room loud and boisterous and then fading into a corner – yeah, he is. I didn’t know about his sexuality, but I’m not surprised.”
Lisa blushed again, “I asked him about it and he says he has a fantasy about watching me with someone else.”
John nodded, “and… go on.”
Lisa shook her head and said, “He says when we are together and he closes his eyes he pictures me getting fucked by another man.”
John smiled, “So, text him and call his bluff.”
Lisa’s eyes went huge. “What the fuck are you talking about John? Call his bluff, are you insane?”
John’s eyes narrowed. “Text him, right now. Tell him you have found someone to help him live out his fantasy. See if he’s serious.”
Lisa looked at her friend across the table. “Who is this magical alpha male I’m going to produce out of thin air if he accepts.”
John winked at her and lifted his glass, the smile that crossed his face both excited and terrified her. When he winked at her she blushed, “You’re serious.”
John chuckled. “Oh, yeah – I’m very serious. You see, I live on the other side of his fantasy. I’m the Bull and if he wants to see you fucked, who better than me? We can trust each other – no weird shit gets uploaded online – he lives out his fantasy and I promise that you will experience something you have never dreamed of. Text him Lisa, I double dog dare you.”
She picked up her phone and whispered, “What the fuck am I doing?” as she typed out the text.
It only took a couple of minutes for her phone to vibrate. Her eyes bulged out of her head as she turned the phone for John to read, “Yes, please ma’am,” was the reply.
John smiled as Lisa felt her skin turn beet red, his green eyes locking on hers. “On Friday, I own you.”
Lisa was shocked at her own body’s response, instantly she was on fire, her nipples hardening, her pussy was drenched and her breathing became more shallow. John just smiled, “Go on, show me how much this turns you on, I give you permission, cum for me.”
Lisa’s brows furrowed and she shook her head, “I can’t cum without touching, and if I could there is no chance in hell I’m doing it here, in a restaurant on command.”
John’s voice dropped to a low growl, “I said, NOW.”
Just like that, it was all it took, a look a promise a tone of voice a word and an orgasm started in her core and spread itself out over her body. “Fuck,” she whispered, “how the hell did you do that?”
John sipped his water, “Because you have a submissive streak too, just needed the right key to unlock it. I am the key.”
Lisa lowered her eyes, “You are a bit smug aren’t you?”
John smiled, “I’m not the one that just had an orgasm at lunch in a restaurant, am I?”
She shook her head, “What the fuck have I gotten myself into?”
John smirked that ornery little grin as his green eyes twinkled, “Oh, I think it is me who will be getting into you. Yeah, I really do. Deep into you,” he laughed.
Lisa gasped, “Stop it, John. Right now. I can’t believe you.”
John winked at her, “Oh, you’ll learn to believe.”
After lunch John drove by his house and a store before heading back to work. When he arrived he texted Lisa, “unlock your car – I have a gift for you.”
As he walked by he heard the doors click and he placed the gifts on her drivers seat. As soon closed the door he texted her, “Lock things back up.” He heard the click and the familiar double honk as her remote locked her car back up. His phone buzzed, “What did you put in my car.” He replied, “You’ll see after work. See you Friday at 7”
When Lisa got to her car after work she found a grocery bag, inside was a men’s long sleeve white dress shirt and stockings with a note. “Your wardrobe for Friday. Drink plenty of water this week, you’ll need it ~” Lisa blushed and shook her head as she picked up her phone and sent a text, “Nice, what do I do with these if he or I chicken out?” The quick reply was “Burn them – with regret and wondering what y’all missed.”
As the week went on Lisa and John continued to talk, getting some more specifics about Doug. As the week went on, nobody seemed to be backing down, actually as excited as Doug seemed to be angered Lisa and she became more determined than ever to follow this road, wherever it might lead. Call it pride, call it stubbornness, call it curiosity, call it hurt and anger – she became determined to see this through if her husband couldn’t see the foolishness of this journey.
As Friday arrived John texted Lisa – “remember, shirt and stockings ONLY, nothing else. Front door unlocked.” She texted back, “Got it.” John’s face turned to a smile, “Got it? Really? It’s Friday, I OWN you – try again.” When Lisa opened her phone she felt her body respond in a way that surprised her as she typed, “Yes, Sir.”
Precisely at 7 the front door to Doug and Lisa’s house opened and John stood in the door. 6’1, 230 pounds, twinkling green eyes and short salt and pepper hair. He took in the room. Doug was sitting in a corner, sweats and a T shirt, his belly protruding over his waistband, his red beard streaked with gray. As John caught his gaze Doug quickly looked away.
John turned and saw Lisa, timidly standing against a wall, unsure if her friend would go through with tonight. Her doubts were soon turned to shock as John took three quick steps and put his left hand around her throat and reached under the dress shirt and slid a finger then two into her already wet pussy.
“Doug” John said, “You should see this, there is a puddle on the floor. I think your wife might just become my slut. Let me show you what I’ve already taught her.” John stepped back, his green eyes seeing straight through Lisa, “Go on, show him what a slut he’s been missing, show him what a greedy cock whore I’ve awakened. Cum Lisa. NOW.”
Just like that her knees went weak and her eyes rolled back in her head, John’s left hand around her throat his right hand holding her up with a handful of long dark hair. She growled and shook and panted. John chuckled, “Have you ever seen anything like that Doug? I mean she hasn’t even seen my cock or felt my tongue or been turned over my knee and she’s already cumming like a bitch in heat. I’m sure that’s how she is with you too isn’t it?”
There was silence from across the room. John’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the man sitting in the chair. “Oh, Doug, let’s be clear. Lisa may be my slut tonight, but I own you too bitch boy – I don’t want to hear a word out of you unless I ask you a question and then you damn well better find your voice. I’ll ask nicely one more time. Does she cum for you like that bitch boy?”
The voice was soft. “No.”
John’s voice raised, “I didn’t hear you bitch boy and I sure as hell don’t think that was phrased properly to one who owns you.”
Doug’s voice was a bit louder, “No, Sir – she doesn’t”
As Doug answered Lisa couldn’t help it, she came again falling limp into John’s arms. The large man scooped her up and carried her to the couch. He looked at Doug, “Be a good little cuck and get her some water, she’s going to need it.”
Doug scurried off to the kitchen to get water and when he returned he saw his wife on her knees with John’s cock in her mouth. She was out of control, moaning and grinding against his foot, licking up and down his shaft and then sucking his balls followed by moving to tongue his ass then took as much of his cock as she could before she gagged. All the while she was talking about Sir’s cock, magnificent cock, and being in heaven. Doug was humiliated by what he saw but also because there was a small lump and a wet spot on his grey sweats. He should want to kill John and leave Lisa, but all he could think of was how hot it was to see his wife being fucked like a whore and seeing how she became nothing short of a greedy cock slut.
John had enough of Lisa’s mouth and roughly pulled her up by the hair and bent her over the couch. He roughly used his fingers on her nipples until she was writhing in joy. Just as she began to grind again he spanked her hard, slaps crashing across the room as her ass went from white to pink to a dark purple. She was on fire. Her pussy was dripping and Lisa was almost embarrassed that even the spanking was causing small orgasms to fire across her body. John laughed and looked at John. “Go ahead bitch boy, you can touch that little cock if you want. From the look of your pants it wont take much. No, wait, Lisa, go jack him off.”
Lisa started to walk over to her husband. “Crawl, slut. You WILL learn your place.” She took her thumb and index finger and in three strokes Doug began to dribble cum everywhere. “STOP”, shouted John. “I did not give you permission to make him cum and neither of you thought to ask. Crawl your ass back over here slut.”
As she crawled to John’s feet he reached down and gently petted her hair before pulling her to her feet and again bending her tall frame forward. Seeing Doug’s cock John knew that his cock would fill her like she had never been filled before. John could be a gentle lover, but he had gotten into his role so completely that he impaled his friend in one thrust. Feeling his cock stretch her and bump against her cervix Lisa let out a scream and then a throaty groan as she mumbled, “So full, so fucking full, such an amazing cock. She started to cum on her own before John even began to thrust. She looked at her husband with glazed eyes and muttered, “With him, I’d never have to ask if it was in.”
John began to move slowly, picking up pace slowly, thrusting in and out of her, lowering and raising his hips finding every angle and every nerve ending in her body. When he found the right angle that had her almost in a state of submissive bliss he began to thrust, over and over, deep and hard. Pulling all the way out and driving all the way deep inside his friend. She was lost, her eyes rolling back, her body giving in to orgasm after orgasm. Her husband was humiliated but his hard little cock kept dripping pre cum with every thrust.
John knew he was close to cumming as well and pulled out of her and called to Doug. “Come here bitch boy, tongue her ass for me so I can fuck it nice and deep.”
Lisa was panting, “I’ve never… John.”
John swatted her ass, “I told you, when you started this that I was in charge. Tonight I claim that ass, and if you don’t want me too, you know that cute little neighbor of yours is seeing my truck out in front of your house tonight and probably fucking her husband right now wishing it was me. You’ve seen the way she is around me. So, slut – your ass or her ass.”
Lisa begged, “Mine Sir. Fuck my ass.”
John looked at Doug, “You heard the slut boy, now move your ass so I can fuck hers.”
Instinctively Doug crawled back to his corner.
John whispered, “Relax, it will hurt at first but you will love it”. He kissed between her shoulder blades. “Do you trust me, Lisa?”
Doug was amazed to see this monster of a man who could take whatever he wanted be so gentle. Lisa just nodded as John started to push his cock wet with her pussy juices into her asshole so freshly tongued by Doug. When she would start to tense up John would whisper, “Breathe, relax, you can do this.”
John watched closely as his thick head soon popped through the anal ring. John praised her, “Such a good little slut, you have the head in. Now, I’m not going to move for awhile. You are, when you are ready you push back against me. Can you do that?
Lisa nodded, and John whispered as he lightly pulled her hair. “Good girl.”
Slowly she backed up, feeling his thick cock fill her. John was surprised that once she started moving she didn’t stop until her ass was pressed against his pelvis. John pulled her hair and made her turn to him. “You did it slut, my cock is all the way in your ass. Now, cum for me. NOW.’
Lisa felt the orgasm start and it was unlike any orgasm she had ever had. Not like a clitoral or vaginal, just very different. Pain and pleasure all wound into one as her muscles spasmed around his cock.
John’s gentleness melted away as he mocked Doug. “You know Doug, for someone who wasn’t very kinky, she’d now fucking my cock with her ass. I’m not even moving. I think I have a key that unlocks her slutty side, don’t you?”
Hearing John mock her husband turned Lisa on almost as much as it turned Doug on, it wasn’t long before Lisa was fucking her ass on John’s cock, cumming over and over and over again. John just whispered encouragement and soon he felt his balls tighten and he grabbed her hips and took control back, fucking her ass with power and authority until he growled deep in his throat and felt his own cum release deep into his friend’s bowels.
They panted and stayed joined for a bit as after shock orgasms kept Lisa twitching on his cock. Finally, limp his cock fell out of her with a plop.. John smiled, “Normally I’d go get a warm wash cloth for us, but since you have Doug here we should let him clean you up.”
Lisa growled, “Do I get to clean my Sir?”
John smiled, “Good girl, but no. Not after your ass, not healthy for anyone, no matter what bad porn shows you.”
John cleaned up and went to the couch as Doug finished licking Lisa clean. John pattted his lap and Lisa came over and laid on the couch and began sucking his cock like an infant nursing herself to sleep. No real motivation, it was just comforting.
John spoke, “Is this what you wanted Doug?” Doug nodded and John smirked, “Don’t touch that little cock but you can cum too.” Doug grunted and filled his sweats with his cum. He spoke to Lisa, “Everything you expected?”
Lisa just muttered Yes, and returned to his cock.
John smiled, “Then here are the rules. Doug you will not fuck Lisa without my permission and if you do, I will by a cute little cock cage and frilly panties for you, am I clear?”
Doug lowered his eyes, “Yes, Master.”
John looked at Lisa nuzzling his now hardening cock. I own you, that pussy is mine, that ass is mine, that mouth is mine. You cum for me and me alone, am I clear?”
Lisa looked up at him, “Yes, Sir.” as her mouth plunged deep onto his cock this time.
John pulled her up and had her straddle him. As his now hard cock pierced her pussy again he said, “That’s good, because I’d hate for you to have to be in Doug’s place and watch me fuck one of your PINGS.” With that Lisa slammed herself onto his cock and came again.