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“Tell me what you want, Chloe,” Wyatt says as he looks down at your wife.

She’s on her knees in front of him. She’s looking up at the man that has taken over your sex life and infused it with his confident dominance. All three of you know exactly what she wants. There’s no mystery to it.

“I want to worship your cock. I want to make you feel good,” your wife says as she stares up at her bull.

Her hands are behind her back. She knows not to reach up and free his cock without permission. She knows that it’s not her place to decide what she does when he’s over. She knows that he’s the one in control when he’s in your house.

“Why do you want to worship my cock?” Wyatt asks.

“Because making you feel good is what makes me feel good. Because having your cock inside me makes me happier than anything ever has. Because tasting your beautiful, perfect dick fills me with an indescribable kind of joy,” your wife says.

You’re on your knees as well, though you’re on the other side of the bedroom in a corner. You were ordered there by her bull when he entered the bedroom and you took your place immediately. You’re naked and your cock is already throbbing, but just like your wife you know better than to masturbate without permission.

“You’re a good girl,” Wyatt says as he reaches out and gently runs his fingers through your wife’s soft hair.

She closes her eyes and purrs. His touch means the world to her.

“You may worship my cock,” he says.

Your wife reaches up and removes her bull’s pants. She massages his bulge through the tight blue boxer briefs he’s wearing. She leans forward and kisses it. She takes her time to show him that he’s the only man in her life that matters.

Your wife reaches up and slowly pulls down his underwear. She moans as his shaft is exposed and squeals in delight when his cock pops free. The plump mushroom head bounces in front of her.

She leans forward and kisses the head. She kisses all the way down the shaft. She licks her way back up to the tip and takes him in her mouth.

Her hands remain behind her back as you watch your wife try and swallow her bull’s cock. Her lips are sealed tight around the shaft as it disappears into her mouth. She maintains eye contact with him the entire time, just like he taught her. Your wife is a wonderful cocksucker for her bull and she takes the task of worshiping his cock seriously.

“That’s it. Worship my cock like a good girl,” he says. “Show me how much you appreciate having a real man in your life.”

Your hands remain behind your back just like your wife’s, but you wish you could masturbate. You wish you could stroke as you watched your wife worship her bull’s cock. You know the rules, though, and you’re going to follow them.

Wyatt grabs a handful of your wife’s hair and pulls her head back. His cock slips out of her mouth and she whimpers. She wants him inside her again. She wants to taste him.

“Do you love your husband’s cock?” he asks.

“No,” your wife says.

Neither of them looks at you. They know you’re there, of course, but they’re acting like you’re not. To them, you’re little more than a piece of furniture at the moment.

“Why not?” Wyatt asks.

“Because my husband’s cock has never made me feel the way yours does. Because his cock is too small to satisfy me. Because he’s the one his cock is attached to, and he’s not nearly man enough to fuck me the way I need to be fucked,” she explains.

Wyatt pushes his big cock into your wife’s mouth and smiles. He maintains his grip on her hair. She’s no longer worshiping his dick. She’s getting face fucked. He’s taking what he wants from her.

Your wife holds her hands behind her back and lets him use her mouth like a pussy. She gags on his dick but she doesn’t try and pull away. A little choking isn’t bad enough to deter her from trying to fulfill her mission to pleasure him in any way she can.

“Get over here, cuckold,” Wyatt says. “Let her sit on your face. Eat her pussy. Get her nice and wet.”

You crawl towards your wife. You get on your back and slide underneath her. She sits on your face. Wetness envelopes your lips and chin. She doesn’t need to get any wetter. You don’t need to prepare her for his cock. That’s not the point, though. You’re playing the part of the cuckold. You’re using your tongue to get your wife’s pussy ready for another man’s cock to fill.

“Does that feel good, Chloe? Does your cuckold’s tongue feel good on your cunt?” Wyatt asks.

She pulls his cock from her mouth and nods. “It’s your cunt, sir,” she says.

Wyatt smiles. That’s the answer he was looking for.

Your cock throbs because you know that’s exactly how your wife feels. You know she’s given ownership of her pussy to Wyatt. You know she’d do almost anything he told her to. He hasn’t shared her with anyone else yet, but you know she wouldn’t put up a fight. She’d give her pussy to anyone Wyatt wanted her to fuck.

“Good girl,” Wyatt says as he grabs two fistfuls of her hair and fucks her face.

He’s more aggressive now. He’s pounding her throat with his cock and you can see it bulging as his dick pushes deep with every thrust. To him, your wife is a fucktoy to be used for his pleasure.

“Is she ready, cuckold?” he asks.

“Yes, sir,” you reply.

Wyatt pulls his cock from your wife’s pretty mouth and pulls her to her feet. “Tell me what you want,” he says.

“I want you to use my body for your pleasure,” your wife says. “I want you to fuck me for as long and hard as you want.”

“Get up, cuckold,” Wyatt demands.

You hop to your feet and wait for Wyatt’s next command. “Kiss your wife, cuckold.”

You smile and pull your wife close. You share a long, slow, sloppy kiss. She shares the taste of his cock with you. She pushes the thick saliva that the throat fucking produced into your mouth with her tongue. Your cock presses into her flesh and smears precum on her skin. Your wife moans. It seems that she enjoys kissing you if ordered to do so by her bull.

“What do you want, cuckold?” Wyatt asks.

“I want you to fuck my wife, sir,” you respond.

“Why?”

“Because she deserves the kind of pleasure that only you can give her. Because she deserves to cum in the way you make her cum. Because she deserves all the happiness and joy that life has to offer, which means your cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy and bringing her a kind of satisfaction that I’ve never been able to provide,” you answer.

Wyatt turns to your wife and says, “Offer yourself to me.”

Your wife gets in bed and spreads her legs. She’s on the side you sleep on. She’s on her back. Her naked flesh is exactly where your body was this morning when you woke up.

“Please, fuck me,” she says.

You can see the lust coursing through your wife’s body. This is the moment she lives for. She craves his cock more than anything in life and nothing feels better than when he slides into her pussy for the first time.

Wyatt likes you to watch that moment. He likes you to see a look of pleasure on your wife’s face that you’ve never provided before. He wants you to witness another man giving her something you’ve literally never given her.

Wyatt teases her pussy with his cock. He rubs it over her lips and pushes the tip inside. He doesn’t fill her, though. He wants to see her desperation.

“Please, sir. Fuck me. Please, give me your big cock. Please.”

Your cock throbs as she begs for another man to fuck her. Again it feels like you’re not even in the room. She’s not looking over at you and neither is he. Your wife only has eyes for her bull in that moment. He’s the man that’s going to make her feel good and he’s the man that she cares about. You don’t matter at all.

Wyatt smiles and plunges into her. Your wife closes her eyes, arches her back, and moans in that uncontrollable way you love so much. It’s a genuine moment of bliss. Her pussy stretches out around the big cock inside her. Her body accepts the penetration of a man that your wife has given herself over to. You accept that he makes her feel so much better than you ever have.

Wyatt lowers his body on top of hers and they kiss. He thrusts in and out of her as your wife wraps her legs around him. Her hands move over his muscular back.

“You feel so good. So fucking good!” your wife says.

Moments later she experiences her first orgasm of the evening. You see her legs twitch as she keeps them tightly wrapped around her bull. Her eyes are closed and her face is contorted in that beautiful way that lets you know she’s experiencing the most beautiful kind of pleasure in that moment.

Wyatt moves his hands underneath your wife’s body and sits back, taking her with him. His cock remains inside her, only now they’re sitting in your bed. They kiss and she begins to slowly grind on his dick. She moans into his mouth. His hands move over her naked flesh. He grabs her ass. He lifts her off his cock and drops her back down onto it over and over. You watch from the side of the bed.

“Who owns your pussy?” Wyatt asks.

“You do, sir,” your wife replies as she rides him.

“Who owns your pretty mouth?” he asks.

“You do, sir,” your wife answers as she smiles. She can’t help it. She’s given him ownership of her body and it thrills her. It fills her with lust to know that he controls when she has sex and who she has sex with.

“Is she right, cuckold? Do I own your wife’s pretty mouth and tight pussy?” Wyatt asks as he turns to you.

Your wife looks at you too. She continues to slowly bounce on the other man’s cock. She wants to hear your answer.

“Yes, you do,” you say.

Wyatt’s hands move down your wife’s back. He grabs her ass cheeks and spreads them. You see his fingers move between them. A look of surprise crosses your wife’s face and she squeals.

“And what about this?” Wyatt asks her. “Who owns your ass?”

“You do, sir,” your wife says before kissing him. “It’s yours to take whenever you want it.”

Wyatt smiles. You try and imagine what it would be like to hear a woman say that you owned her body. You can’t quite picture it, if only because your wife has never offered you her ass and she rarely gave you blowjobs before you invited another man into your marriage. Wyatt inspires a different kind of lust in her.

Wyatt fingers your wife’s asshole as she rides him in your bed. They kiss as she milks his cock with her pussy. Her moans grow louder. Soon, she’s cumming again.

Your wife caresses his face in the aftermath of her orgasm. That’s two in a remarkably short period of time. You can understand why, in the moment, it looks like she’s in love with him. She can’t help herself. He makes her cum like you never have. He makes her feel good like you never have.

Wyatt moves your wife to her back once again. He slides into her pussy once again. She wraps her legs around him once again. They kiss once again.

You watch from the side of the bed. You watch him make love to her. You watch him slowly, sensually fill her pussy over and over. You hear the wetness. You hear her moans of lust. You know that your wife would stay on her back with her legs spread all night for him if that’s what her bull wanted. You know she’d never stop if that’s what he wanted.

“Do you want to watch your husband eat my cum?” Wyatt says.

Your wife moans. “Yes. Fuck yes,” she says.

Neither of them looks at you. Their eyes stay locked. They concentrate only on each other. In the moment, they care only for each other.

“Isn’t that humiliating for him?” Wyatt asks.

“It is,” your wife says. “It’s what he deserves, though. He’s a cuckold. He’s not a real man. He’s a small-dicked cuck that can’t fuck his wife properly. He needs to eat your cum. He needs to show us both that he recognizes that you’re the man in our marriage.”

Precum drips from the tip of your cock as you listen to them talk about you.

Wyatt smiles and kisses your wife. His cock thrusts in and out of her. She moans into his mouth. Your wife’s bull groans and buries his big dick inside her. She grabs his ass. He’s cumming inside her.

After he pulls out, Wyatt looks at you and says, “Clean up my mess, cuckold.”

You fill the space between your wife’s legs that he just vacated. You see his thick load dripping out of her.

“Clean his mess, cuckold. Eat my messy pussy. Lick up every drop,” your wife says.

You extend your tongue and eat her bull’s cum. You take a thick dollop into your mouth and your taste buds come alive. You’re eating someone else’s load. It’s in your mouth.

“How does that make you feel, Chloe? How does it make you feel to see your husband eating my cum out of your pussy?” Wyatt asks.

“It turns me on,” your wife says. “This is his place.”

“Why is that?” her bull asks.

“Because there’s only one man in our marriage, and it’s not him. It’s you, and the real man in our marriage gets to cum inside me. The cuckold has to clean it up. He has to show us both that he knows his place by eating your seed. He has to be a good cuckold,” your wife explains as you continue to lick her pussy clean.

“That’s right,” Wyatt says. “And where will your husband be sleeping tonight?”

Your wife giggles. “In the guest room, of course. The man in our marriage gets to share my bed when he’s in our house. You get to sleep with me when you’re our guest. I get the privilege of falling asleep in your arms. You get to enjoy my body whenever you want, including in the middle of the night if that’s what you want.”

She pauses for a moment and looks down at you. She pulls your head up as you swallow the cum you’ve collected. “You get to spend the night in the guest room. You get to fantasize about fucking me if you’d like, but you don’t get to fuck me. You don’t get to feel my body next to yours. You don’t get to feel my mouth on your cock. You don’t get to feel my hands desperately stroking you because I want to get fucked so badly. You don’t get to feel my tight cunt milking you. You get to clean up the mess we make. That’s it.”

“I know,” you say. You turn to her bull and say, “Thank you for satisfying my wife.” You return to licking her messy pussy. You finish the job of cleaning the creampie he left inside her.

When you’re done, you leave the room, as you are always required to do when her bull is over. Your bed is his when he’s in the house. Your wife is his when he’s in the house. Your place is to clean up after him and serve their needs as they desire. That is all you deserve as her cuckold.