Submission to the Couple Next Door - Part 5 (Patreon)

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"He's cute."

Vince set a glass of red wine on the coffee table in front of Melanie, the woman who'd uttered those flattering words. They were directed towards Alice, who'd demanded that Vince come to her house on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. He'd done so without hesitation and was now acting as a servant for Alice and her lovely friend.

"Where did you find him?"

"Right down the street, actually," Alice replied as Vince set her wine glass down, stood up, and clasped his hands behind his back. "Simon took a liking to Vince's beautiful young wife. It took a little time, but he's lured her under his spell."

Melanie looked Vince up and down, smiled, and sipped her wine. She uncrossed her legs and spread them a little wider than seemed necessary, doing so while studying him, perhaps for a reaction to the sight of her remarkably creamy inner thighs.

"She's a lucky girl," Melanie said. "I remember when I fell under Simon's spell. It was an exciting time."

Vince couldn't fully contain his surprise at the notion that the elegant woman sitting in front of him had once offered her submission to Simon. That meant Melanie had likely spent time on her knees worshiping Simon's cock like a hungry slut, that she'd likely been fucked vigorously and for hours at a time, that her mouth and pussy had been used as the dominant man's cum repository.

"That's right, Vince," Alice said with a smile as she reached out and briefly grasped her friend's hand. "Melanie was once my husband's submissive. He took a liking to her just like he's done with your beautiful wife. He showed Melanie the joys of submission and in doing so he opened her mind to a whole new way of thinking about sex and the pleasure that comes with it."

Melanie smiled, closed her eyes for a moment - as if she was reliving a beautiful memory - and finally said, "My life hasn't been the same since. I wasn't married like you are, Vince, and I can't help but imagine what it's like to see your wife submit to a strong, gorgeous, older, sophisticated alpha male like Simon. Has it been difficult?"

Vince looked at Alice, who nodded, silently giving him permission to speak.

"There are times when it's been hard, yes. Mostly because Simon now controls the sexual pleasure I enjoy with my wife. I don't get to decide when I have sex with her, or when I get a handjob and blowjobs aren't an option anymore."

Alice looked towards Melanie, smiled, and said, "And of course Vince isn't permitted to masturbate anymore, which means he doesn't cum nearly as often as most men his age do."

"That's good for a man like you though, isn't it?" Melanie asked.

Her lips curled into a slight smile. "Yes, it is. It keeps me focused."

"Focused on what?"

"My submission," he answered. "To Carissa. To Alice."

Alice squeezed Melanie's hand for a moment and added, "And to Simon."

Melanie looked towards her friend with a giddy smile on her face and asked, "Has it gone that far yet?"

Alice shook her head. "He cleans up. Simon's cum, that is. He does so quite frequently, in fact. You've come to enjoy it, haven't you?"

Vince nodded. He still wasn't entirely sure he enjoyed cleaning Simon's cum, but there was no question he experienced a rush of submissive pleasure while doing so and that warranted an affirmative answer to her question.

"Does he know what's coming for him?" Melanie asked.

"He does," Alice answered. "Don't you, Vince?"

He nodded again as he recalled a conversation with Carissa from a few nights ago. She'd been very clear that Simon would call up on Vince to suck his cock at some point. It might be to prepare Simon to fuck Carissa, it might be clean up afterwards, or it might be a little of both.

"Sometimes I wish I'd been married when I was with Simon," Melanie said. "I would have liked to see how he would have treated my husband, how you both would have treated him, actually. I would have enjoyed seeing you break down his barriers and fully open him to the bliss of submission. I like to think I would have enjoyed seeing him worship your pussy, Alice, while Simon fucked me."

Vince thought he saw a touch of arousal dance across Alice's face as she looked towards her friend. "I would have enjoyed that too, though I have very fond memories of you eating my pussy, Melanie, especially when Simon was inside you. I do love dominating another woman's husband, of course, but I find almost as much pleasure in joining my husband in dominating a sweet submissive girl like you."

Alice reached up and caressed Melanie's face, prompting the elegant beauty to close her eyes and subtly lean into that touch.

"I always enjoyed sitting on your face as Simon fucked you in our bed, especially when you were handcuffed. You were little more than a toy for us to use for our pleasure. He'd slide into your slick cunt and you'd moan from the joy of being taken by such a worthy man. I'd climb onto your face, sit down, and smother you with my pussy while you put that talented tongue of yours to work."

Vince watched with increasing arousal as Alice slipped a single finger into Melanie's mouth. She closed her lips around and gently sucked. Alice smiled and inched closer to her friend as she pushed the finger deeper, triggering just a hint of Melanie's gag reflex before pulling it out and running it over her lips.

"You were such a good girl for us," Alice whispered before leaning in and kissing Melanie's neck. "Simon turned you into a perfect little whore. He taught you that all three of your holes belonged to him, that your body was little more than an object for his pleasure, that it was your duty to surrender any and all of your holes for his pleasure."

Melanie rolled her head back and closed her eyes to let out a long, low moan as Alice kissed her neck and nibbled her ear lobe. Alice rested a hand on Melanie's knee and her legs parted without hesitation. That hand drifted towards her crotch, the fingers moving in slow circles until they were pressed against Melanie's panties.

"Fuck," she whispered.

"It feels so good to submit, doesn't it?" Alice asked.

Melanie nodded.

"Take your panties off, slut," Alice instructed.

Melanie set her wine glass on the table, lifted her hips, and pulled her panties off, leaving them on the floor at her feet. She looked at Alice, whose eyes sparkled with kinky desire. Melanie's gaze was full of hope and her body language was open and eager, as if she'd instantly transformed into the submissive plaything that Simon and Alice had helped her become.

"Were you submissive before you met my husband?"

"No," Melanie answered.

"And when did you last have Simon's cock inside you?"

"Four years," she said.

"And did your submissive desires abate once your relationship with Simon ended?"

Melanie shook her head. "No."

"He turned you, didn't he? He unlocked that part of you, he fostered it, and he ensured that you will forever be a submissive slut, didn't he?" Alice asked.

Melanie nodded vigorously.

"You have a new dom, don't you?"

"I do, and he's amazing," Melanie said.

Alice's hand moved between her friend's legs once more. An instant later she was inside Melanie. Three fingers pushed deep, eliciting a moan as the beauty's legs spread wider.

"Does he fuck you like the slut you are?" Alice asked.

"Yes. He does. He uses me like I need to be used. He uses my holes. He uses them for his pleasure. He makes me feel so good. He makes me cum so hard."

Alice looked at Vince - who sported an erection while his hands remained clasped behind his back - and smiled before turning back to her friend and kissing Melanie's neck. "And your husband? What does he think of his wife's need to be fucked by a superior man?"

"He loves it," Melanie answered. "I...I trained him to love it. I learned from you, Alice. I learned how to be a dominant woman. I found a man who I could train, who I could make into a beautiful submissive. I trained him to find great pleasure in submission. He worships me. He loves that I've given my body to a superior man. He loves that I have a dom."

Alice finger fucked her friend with incredible vigor, filling the living room with the sounds of wetness and doing so with a delighted look on her face. "And does your dom use your husband, too?"

Melanie nodded. "He does. My husband submits. He's a good boy."

Alice pulled her fingers from Melanie's pussy and shoved them into her friend's mouth. The eager submissive sucked them clean, doing so while looking at Vince and glancing at his erection.

"Get naked, Vince," Alice demanded.

He stripped and clasped his hands behind his back once more.

"Are you a good whore, Melanie?" Alice asked.

"Yes."

"Then crawl to Vince and take his cock in your mouth," she instructed.

Melanie fell to her knees and crawled towards Vince. She shook her ass while doing so and his pulse raced as she neared him. She pressed her hands against his thighs and ran them up towards his crotch. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft, cupped his balls, and took him in her mouth.

"Oh...fuck," he said.

"It's been a while for him, Melanie, so don't make him cum," Alice instructed. "A slow, gentle blowjob."

Vince couldn't believe his good fortune. He'd done nothing to earn the blowjob he was receiving, but he couldn't have been happier. Melanie's mouth was astoundingly talented and it felt incredible even though she wasn't working anywhere near as vigorously as she could have been.

"Do you think you're the sort of man she wants to fellate, Vince?" Alice asked.

His first instinct was to nod, but Vince knew it almost certainly wasn't true. Vince was a submissive. A beta male, probably. He certainly wasn't a dominant alpha male like Simon and like Melanie's current dom probably was.

"No, I don't," he answered.

Alice pulled her skirt up around her waist and spread her legs. She gently moved her panties aside and rubbed her fingers over her swollen, slippery labia. "She's doing it because she's a good submissive. Because I ordered her to suck cock. Because it turns her on to do what a dominant man or woman says. She's just like your wife, Vince, or who your wife will be when Simon and I are finished with her. Carissa won't be able to resist the allure of submission. She'll find such pleasure in it that she won't be able to say no, even when she's ordered to suck the cock of a man she has no interest in pleasuring."

Despite the fog of arousal that surrounded his brain, Vince knew that Alice was showing him his future. On her knees in front of him was a version of Carissa. One that would find herself so enraptured with the idea of submission that she'd suck an undesirable cock if ordered to do so by her dom or domme. It was also possible that Alice was showing Vince where his submission might take him.

"Take her head in your hands, Vince," Alice instructed.

Vince did as she'd ordered.

"I want you to fuck her mouth, Vince," Alice said. "I want you to experience a little of the pleasure that a worthy man gets to experience. I want you to look down at her, meet her gaze, and use her mouth for your pleasure. It might be challenging for you, but I want you to continue using her mouth even if she gags, or if her eyes water, or if she tries to pull away. Remember, she's a sub. She's a set of three holes to be used for your pleasure. Use her mouth hole. No cumming, though."

Melanie looked up at him and Vince was surprised at how uncomfortable he felt. He knew she could likely take a gentle mouth fucking, and yet he wasn't particularly excited to use her in that way.

Vince did it, though, for Alice had been clear about what she wanted. So he moved his cock in and out of Melanie's mouth. She took the full length, too. Each time her nose ended up buried in his pubic hair. She managed to keep her eyes focused on his, too, which might have been the most impressive part of the whole thing.

"That's a very good girl, Melanie," Alice said as she masturbated with greater pace. "Take his disappointing cock. Take his submissive dick. Take it in your whore throat. Take it until I tell him to stop."

Alice seemed to be experiencing the greatest pleasure of the three of them, which made perfect sense. She was the domme. She was the one in control. Their job was to serve her needs, and while Vince was unquestionably enjoying himself, it had also become clear that he wasn't the sort of man that got off on fucking a woman's face. If anything he felt a little uncomfortable doing so.

"Hold it in her throat," Alice instructed.

Vince pushed forward and held Melanie's head in place. He looked at Alice, who smiled and continued to masturbate as the seconds passed. Finally Melanie reached up to press against Vince's thighs.

"Hold," Alice said.

Melanie pushed harder against his thighs and Vince felt every bit of pleasure drain away. She didn't want to be there. She didn't want his dick her throat. He knew he was supposed to hold it, to play the part of the dominant man using Melanie like she was nothing more than a hole for his pleasure, but he couldn't do it.

Vince released his grasp and Melanie leaned back and gasped for air. Alice smiled - Vince was glad she didn't look thoroughly disappointed - and rubbed her pussy a little faster.

"On your knees, Vince," she said.

He fell to his knees.

"Stand up, Melanie," Alice instructed.

Vince looked up at the beautiful woman whose eye makeup had run and whose chin was covered in saliva.

"Fuck his mouth," Alice said.

Melanie reached out and grabbed a handful of Vince's hair. She stepped closer and pushed down until his face was even with her pussy. She pulled his mouth towards her slick cunt and grabbed a second handful of his hair.

She was rough as she rubbed her pussy over his mouth. Rough enough that it hurt his lips and chin a little. Vince offered no resistance, though. Instead, he offered his mouth. His hole. He offered it for her pleasure. It wasn't anything like having a cock stuffed in his throat, but he was happy to allow himself to be used for her satisfaction.

"May I cum?" Melanie asked.

"Yes, you may," Alice replied.

Melanie got rougher with Vince. Her grip on his hair tightened until the pain was constant. She rubbed her pussy harder over his face, too, so much so that he thought she might leave a bruise behind when she was finished. Her pubic hair was short and sharp and it scratched his skin vigorously.

"Fuck!" she screamed.

As Melanie came she smothered him with her wet pussy, leaving a thin layer of juice on his face. His nose pressed so hard inside her that Vince worried she might break it. He wondered if she was going to pull out his hair, too. Thankfully, she held nothing in her fingers after releasing him and stepping back with a satisfied smile on her face.

"Thank you for letting me cum," she said.

"You're welcome," Alice replied before directing her attention to Vince. "Did you enjoy yourself?"

He nodded.

"Would you like to cum?"

"Yes, please."

Alice smiled. "Melanie, hold your legs together. Let him fuck your calves. Turn around, though. I want him to eat your asshole as he takes his pleasure."

Melanie turned around, lifted the back of her skirt, and pushed her legs together.

"Spit in your hand and rub it over her inner calves, Vince," Alice instructed. "Then you may slide your cock between them and fuck her legs, but you must have your tongue in her asshole when you cum. Do you understand?"

"Yes," Vince said.

He spread his saliva over Melanie's calves and guided his cock between them. Then he reached up, spread her ass cheeks, and leaned forward to put his tongue to work. An acrid, mildly unpleasant sensation danced on his taste buds, but that didn't stop Vince from doing as instructed. He rimmed Melanie's asshole and he fucked her legs. He fucked them hard and fast in pursuit of his orgasm and he tried his best to penetrate her asshole with his tongue while he did so.

"Reach back and push him a little deeper between your cheeks," Alice instructed.

Vince felt her hand on the back of his head. She applied considerable pressure and he moaned while going deeper. She grabbed a handful of his hair, perhaps because she wanted him to feel just a touch of pain. It worked, though in that moment it served to turn him on.

"Is his tongue in your ass?"

"No," Melanie answered.

"Get your tongue up her ass, Vince," Alice said. "Right now. Get your tongue up her fucking ass and blow your load like a good little bitch."

Vince stiffened his tongue and penetrated the beautiful woman holding his hair so tight. He fucked her legs with ever increasing pleasure and his balls readied a load.

"Cum," Alice instructed. "Cum like a good ass eating whore. Cum while you think about your wife's submission, about how Simon is changing her forever, about how your marriage will never be the same, about how your wife is going to be a cock and cum craving slut from now on."

Vince came. He came with his tongue buried deep in another woman's ass. He came and he came fucking hard. His body shuddered and his muffled moans escaped the confines of Melanie's ass cheeks and filled the room while his brain swam in orgasmic bliss.

"Melanie, you may worship my pussy," Alice instructed.

Melanie stepped away, leaving Vince on his knees with a throbbing cock in his hand and a puddle of cum on the floor in front of him.

"Lick up your mess, Vince," Alice said as Melanie dropped to her knees and immediately began feasting on the slick cunt inches from her mouth. "Lick up every drop."

Vince bent over and licked his cum from the floor as he listened to his dominant neighbor moan in pleasure. What had begun as a simple afternoon of service had turned into something far wilder than he'd expected. Vince was grateful, though. Deeply grateful, for he'd experienced the pleasure of submission and an orgasm and there was nothing quite like that intoxicating combo.

The day was still young, too, which meant there were endless opportunities for service and pleasure, a notion that put a smile on Vince's face as he licked the floor clean.