The Consummate Cuckold Chap.06

The Consummate Cuckold - Chap 6

Synopsis

This story is about a husband's willing decent into cuckoldry. Paul is a married, sexually inadequate man unable to satisfy his gorgeous young wife, Jolie, in bed. Although he is good looking and has a slim but muscled physique, he has a small penis and prematurely ejaculates. She loves him, but has become sexually frustrated and her stunning friend Kylie has become her lover and moved in with them. They have discovered that Paul is a submissive and that he is excited by female domination, tease and denial and has become their cuckold. The three of them have befriended Lucy, a student and chair of Paul's Fan Club. Lucy stayed with them for a while after falling out with her parents and has submissive sex with them. Lucy has now moved into Kylie's empty house which she shares with Kylie's sister, Lola. Jolie's colleague, Tamsin, confessed that her huge weightlifter husband, Carl, was desperate to fuck her. Jolie has taken his huge, black cock as Paul and Tamsin watched. Despite being jealous, it excited Paul and he masturbated, spilling his seed on the floor as Carl ejaculated into Jolie. Tamsin has asked Kylie to be her occasional mistress. Confused? Read the Compliant Cuckold and Chaps 1 to 5 of this series and all will become clear!

This story contains the following sexual activities - please don't read it if they offend you. Heterosexual, bisexual, lesbian, femdom, pegging, anal and bondage. All characters involved in sexual activity are 18 or older.

Chapter 6

Touching encounters

Kylie

Lucy was really tired and had her eyes closed as I drove her home. Lola was still not home from her night out with Ally and her friends, so I sent Lucy off to bed with the promise of camomile tea. I put the kettle on and retrieved her scooter from the car and put it in the garage. I put the moisturiser in the fridge and took our tea upstairs. She was lying on her tummy wearing the big t-shirt she slept in and winced as she sat up to take her mug. She smiled her thanks,

"Kylie, I'll be fine, please go home and see Jolie and Paul. I love you all and I need to know everything's OK between you."

I heaved a sigh,

"She thinks I'm cross or sulking or both. I've been telling myself that I'm concerned for Paul - I am. But he told me he's fine tonight and I believe him."

I took a sip of my tea as she looked at me expectantly.

"I've also been trying to convince myself that my real concern is that she'll realise that she prefers big black men to skinny little blondes and I'll lose her. But deep down I know that's not going to happen. What's really eating me Lucy, is that I'm jealous. Stupidly and selfishly jealous. I want to be the one plundering her little body not that big oaf."

Lucy went to speak but I forged ahead as tears filled my eyes.

"I know I've no right to be jealous, Luce, but I just can't help it. She knows I fancy Tamsin and she let me have her, so its only fair I let her have Carl isn't it?"

Lucy put her mug down and pulled me into a hug.

"You love her Kylie. Go home and let her convince you that nothing's changed and she still loves you just the same. I know you don't want to leave me by myself, but you're using that as an excuse. You are sulking Kylie, admit it to yourself. Now please go to her and text me when you've sorted yourselves out."

I wiped the corners of my eyes with a finger and smiled ruefully at her.

"When did you suddenly become so worldly wise?"

We finished our tea and I was debating leaving when I heard Lola's key in the door. I kissed Lucy goodnight, picked up our mugs and went down to greet my sister. I told her that I had spanked Lucy hard and taken her into headspace.

"Would you sleep in her bed tonight Lols? I don't want her to be alone in case she wakes up upset. It can happen sometimes. Tell her I made you promise."

Lola's cheeks coloured and she looked at the floor. I knew she had feelings for Lucy but was still wrestling with her own sexuality and didn't want to get in the way of Lucy's budding friendship with her policewoman friend. It was complicated by the fact that Lucy had sex with Paul, Jolie and I. She nodded and put the mugs in the dishwasher, before pushing her hair behind her ears and hugging me goodnight.

When I got home Paul and Jolie had gone to bed. I dropped Paul's car keys into the bowl on the hall table and went into the living room without switching the light on. In the light from the hallway I poured the remains of Lucy's wine into mine and sat on the sofa to try and get my head straight and give myself a talking to. I had finished my wine and was sitting in the dim light trying to decide what to say to Jolie when she appeared in the doorway in her bedtime t-shirt. In the time it took for me to stand she rushed across the room and threw herself into my arms. We clung to each other and I kissed her, one hand on her back, the other on her bottom pulling her close until I could feel the warmth of her slender body through my clothes. It felt so good to have her back in my arms. I let my breath go out in a long sigh. She pulled back to look at me.

"What?"

"I've been so jealous Jolie. I know its stupid and you're mine and Paul's. But when you let Paul have your bottom and said you would keep it just for him, I thought, what have I got that's just mine if you give your pussy to Carl?"

"My heart and soul sweetheart. I love my Paul but you are my soulmate and I would give up everything for you."

Tears filled my eyes because I could see that she meant it. I hugged her close again.

"Ditto. I'm sorry I was sulking when you came home, it was childish."

"Come to bed now, Paul won't sleep until we're all snuggled up together."

She took my hand and towed me up the stairs. I got undressed and climbed into bed and they pushed me into the space between them, Paul spooning me from behind and Jolie's bottom tucked into my tummy. I slept soundly for the first time in a week.

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Paul

I was woken on Sunday morning by Kylie wriggling around to face me. She kissed me good morning and pulled me into a hug before snuggling her face into the crook of my neck. I could hear Jolie making coffee downstairs. Kylie spoke softly into my ear,

"I know you said you were OK last night, but how are you now? In the cold light of day was it a good idea?"

I took a breath and kissed the top of her head,

"I understand what she wanted from it. She's never had a big alpha male to throw her around the bedroom and give her a serious fucking. I can't do that for her, I don't have the equipment and I'm too submissive. Watching them together was so exciting and so awful at the same time. Seeing him fuck her like I never could, his big black cock going into her little pussy, her wanting it so badly. I hated Tamsin and Carl seeing how much it turned me on to be humiliated like that, to see me submit to him and let him have my wife. But Jolie was so sweet with me afterwards, so caring and affectionate. Reassuring me that she's still ours, that it was just sex with him."

My eyes were stinging with unshed tears as she cuddled me. Her hand snaked between us to feel my cocklet. Jolie had left me out of my cage.

"Oh sweetie you're rock hard just talking about it. What am I going to do with you? I think we need to get you back in your comfort zone. Get you back in your little cage and have you serve your two mistresses for a while, do what you're so good at. Deny you for a bit and when you have built up a nice head of steam maybe you should spend a bit of quality time with my sister. Would you like that? I know Lola would."

I nodded and she kissed me again. Jolie arrived with our coffee on a tray and placed it on the bedside table. She got back into bed as Kylie climbed over me to sandwich me between them.

"I've been asking him about last night Joles and he's got himself all horny talking about it. We need to get rid of his woody if we're going to get him back into his little cage."

Jolie reached down and grasped my rigid shaft.

"He's like a little iron bar down here and he had two cums yesterday evening; he wanked himself off watching Carl do me and he squirted up my bum after, didn't you, dirty boy?"

Kylie pressed herself against my back.

"Did you masturbate Paul? That was naughty, you know that's not allowed. Hands please."

Automatically my hands crossed behind my back and she bound my wrists with a velcro tie from the bedside table. Jolie stroked my granite hard little shaft slowly and I pushed into her tight fist.

"No, keep still Paul, no humping. You know I'm going to want him again don't you?"

"Jolieee", I whined.

"Not often, sweetie. Kylie and I thought maybe once a month at most. And it will only be him, I promise. I'm not looking for any more black bulls. And he can only have me if you're watching. It gets you so excited seeing a big black man fuck your little wife. Then when he's pumped me full of his alpha male semen I'll let you have my bottom again."

"Oh God Jolie, its so hard to give you to him."

She stroked my cheek as her other hand stroked my aching shaft.

"I know baby but it excites us both so much. Me seeing you tormented as I get mounted by my bull, and you watching another man take what's yours."

I had to force myself not to thrust as she brought me close and then backed off several times. Kylie wormed a hand between my thighs and held my balls in a tight but not painful grip, effectively preventing my hips from bucking. Her little breasts were pressed into my back and she was nuzzling my neck. I was trembling with need as Jolie edged me again,

"Please Jolie, I want to so much."

"Shush baby. Not a sound or we stop."

I felt Kylie roll away from me for a moment as she rummaged in the bedside drawer. A second later I felt the wet tip of the medium feeldo against my anus and I bit Jolie's shoulder to stay silent as Kylie gently eased it into me. She nuzzled my neck,

"There, that's what you wanted isn't it?"

Jolie let go of my cocklet and pressed herself tightly to me, hooking a leg behind Kylie and I and hugging us both to her little body. My willy drooled precum onto her tummy as Kylie slowly eased the dildo in and out of my tight sphincter.

Jolie kissed my face,

"Just be a good boy and let us take care of you baby. You can cum when you're ready but stay still and silent,"

Kylie began to thrust harder and my willy rubbed against Jolie's muscled, flat tummy. A couple of dozen more thrusts was all it took and I suppressed a gasp, struggling to keep still as my first contraction spurted semen onto Jolie's flat chest and stomach. She crooned in my ear,

"That's it my darling, do it all on my tummy."

Both girls hugged me tight as I held my breath through my silent, motionless, pulsing orgasm. A minute later as we lay panting, Kylie went to back out of me but I begged,

"Please Kylie don't take it out. I love this feeling of you both wrapped around and inside me. Just for a minute or two."

The girls held me and I basked in my afterglow until five minutes later as cooling semen began to trickle, Jolie eased herself away from me,

"Would you get me a towel sweetie? Maybe jump in the shower while your horny girls fuck? Then we can get you back in your cage."

When I emerged from the shower the girls were waiting with a cock cage, but not the one I was expecting. It had a cockring with a locking spindle as before, but the cage part appeared to be back to front and had a short length of silicon tube attached.

"This is a full inversion cage Paul. We've decided you're not going to use your little willy now except on special occasions, so this cage pushes it all back inside you and this little urethral tube makes it less messy when you pee or ejaculate."

I looked at it dubiously. Jolie took my hand,

"Come on sweetie don't be a baby, if it hurts we'll take it off."

She was already slipping my balls through the cockring part and then I was wincing as Kylie gently slid the lubricated urethral tube into my pee hole. She used her fingertips to start my willy inverting and then pressed the front part of the cage home and before I knew it she was sliding the locking barrel into place and removing the key. It looked strange with just my balls showing and a flat disc where my penis should be. Then she fitted a nylon strap through two loops on the cockring and passed it around my waist before pulling it tight and fastening it with a small padlock. She looked up at me,

"Perfect. No useless cocklet. How does it feel? Does it hurt?"

I shook my head,

"It doesn't hurt but I feel really 'backed up' sort of. It makes me want step back and try to move away from it, but I can't. What do you mean that I'm not going to use my willy anymore?"

Kylie put her arm around my waist,

"We're going to be a little stricter with you now Paul. You know it turns you on when we deny you, and it makes you more eager to please us."

My face fell.

"But Jolie only just let me have her bottom and I love the closeness when you let me put it inside you."

Jolie smiled at me,

"I know sweetie and we've thought of that."

She reached into a bag lying on the bed and produced a small and a very large dildo, each with a screw thread protruding from the rear.

"These attach onto your new cock cage. The smaller one for bottoms because its a similar size to your little cocklet. The bigger one for when you need to be like a proper man. So now you don't have to worry about premature ejaculation or being inadequate. You get the closeness and we get to keep you desperate to cum."

I grumbled under my breath before both girls kissed me and disappeared into the en suite leaving me to get dressed and start breakfast.

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Lucy

I woke up on Sunday morning when Lola moved in her sleep. She was snuggled into my side as I lay on my tummy and I vaguely remembered her climbing into my bed last night. Kylie must have asked her to sleep with me in case I had a bad reaction to my first venture into spanking headspace. My thoughts drifted back to yesterday afternoon. I had been on tenterhooks after Paul left the cafe. I'd kept glancing at the door as the time approached one o'clock. Helen was starting her shift at two and was going to call in for coffee before she went to work. When two o'clock came and went I knew she wasn't coming and I couldn't hide my disappointment. Pete, my overweight boss had noticed,

"What's up Lucy, you've got a face like a smacked arse?"

I had looked up suddenly, my face colouring but I quickly realised he couldn't know about my planned spanking session with Kylie that evening.

"My policewoman friend was supposed to be coming to meet me for coffee, but she hasn't showed."

He gave me a knowing look and and put his arm around me and gave me a side hug. He was a bit of an abrasive character sometimes but he seemed to like me and was nice to me most of the time.

"Why don't you go and get your phone? Don't tell the other girls though."

I'd only checked it ten minutes before and he was usually a stickler for mobiles being left in the locker room. I scurried away and when I came back my grin said it all.

"She got called in early for a meeting with her boss. She's going to call in later as she's due a break at six."

The rest of the shift had dragged but at 6.10 she had arrived in her smart uniform and as we were quiet and due to close at seven, Pete had stood me down and brought us coffee at the table by the window. She had shared the news that she had passed her detective exam and would be starting her new role as a detective constable when a vacancy arose. I had jumped up and hugged her in congratulation and I'd wondered about trying to kiss her but the moment had passed. Then she told me that her boss had called her in to give her the news and asked her for her posting preferences. She had expressed a desire to stay in the area but it wasn't guaranteed. I'd tried not to let the anxious feelings make it to my face, but she must have noticed.

"I really don't want to move away Lucy, so if I have to I can always turn the promotion down. There are complications at home that would make moving difficult and then there are my friends here."

She had looked at me pointedly and reached across the table to touch my hand. We finished our coffee and when I stood to take the cups back to the counter she had hugged me again.

" I need to go Lucy, I've stayed past my break. Will you let me buy you dinner on Tuesday evening to celebrate?"

I had accepted happily and couldn't suppress a smile as I watched her leave. It hadn't occurred to me then, but as I lay daydreaming in my bed I wondered if it would be the last time I would see her in her sexy uniform.

Lola got up and went to the bathroom to pee and when she returned she sat on the bed in her t-shirt and knickers,

"How's your bum, you perv?"

I reached behind me, wincing as I touched the weals on my bottom.

"Sore," I grumbled.

She pulled the duvet back,

"Let me see."

"Lola," I squeaked as she pushed my T-shirt up my back.

I'd still got no knickers on and felt my face heat as my spanked bottom was revealed. I was aware that my pussy would be peeking through the gap between my thighs. I heard her gasp of surprise.

"God Luce, she's given your poor bum a proper thrashing. Why do you let her do it to you?"

"I don't know why, but I need to be hurt sometimes. Its just pain at first, but then it turns into something else and I really need it."

Her hand touched my bottom and gently tested the heat of my reddened skin.

"Does it still hurt?"

I sighed under my breath at her touch.

"Not if you're gentle like that. It doesn't sting anymore, its just sore, like a bruise."

"When are you seeing Helen? Will the marks be gone by then?"

A wave of panic hit me.

"Oh, I hadn't considered that. But we're not at the clothes off stage yet, I'm not even sure she likes me in that way."

Lola sighed and stood,

"You're gorgeous Luce. Trust me, she fancies you. Stay there and I'll get that cream from the fridge."

I had been enjoying her touch on my heated posterior to the point that I was becoming aroused. My clitty was stiffening and starting to throb. When she returned she knelt on the bed next to me and put a big dab of cream on each buttock. She straddled my legs and I cooed in appreciation as she massaged the chilled cream into my skin.

"Am I hurting you?"

"No its nice and cold, don't stop."

My arousal was building and I had to resist the urge to part my thighs further. My clit was fully erect and throbbing and I pressed my face into the pillow, trying to to keep silent. I was worried that my excited slit would ooze and she would notice

"Luce you're really red between your legs, did she hit your fufu?"

My reply was muffled by the pillow,

"Only with the horsehair whip, but it stung like hell after a bit."

Suddenly a cream covered fingertip stroked along my sore outer labia. I was aware of her panty crotch against the back of my thighs. My whole body began to tense and I pressed my face harder into my pillow taking material into my mouth. She very gently applied cream to the tender flesh either side of my crease. I held my breath and my pelvis tilted. Oh God if she carried on I wasn't going to be able to keep still. Then she got up and I heard the lid go back on the cream pot.

"I'll put this back in the fridge and then put some eggs on. Don't be long Luce."

As soon as she left the room I was up onto my knees and elbows, sliding two fingers into my needy crease. A massive orgasm was lurking nearby. My thighs slid so wide that my pussy was almost touching the mattress as my other hand pinched my clit, my hips bucking furiously as I groaned into my pillow. I clenched my teeth and growled the f word a dozen times over as my orgasm crashed over me. I was squirting hard onto my clean bedding behind my spread legs when I thought I heard a sound outside my door, but I was too far gone to care.

I took my time washing and dressing in loose, grey joggers and then I heard Lola shout that the eggs were ready. If my face was red Lola didn't comment and we munched away as the coffee machine gurgled on the counter. She chatted about her plans to go and see Paul next week and spend a couple of days with him while Jolie and Kylie had a night away. I teased her about her crush and she teased me back about Helen. My phone buzzed and my Mum messaged to ask if she could come over for coffee at 11am. When she rang off Lola and I looked at each other and then around the untidy room before she said,

"I'll do the kitchen, you do living room and downstairs loo."

I nodded and we did a panic driven express tidy and cleaning session before Lola headed upstairs to get dressed.

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Paul

I'd been working in my office reviewing text Lucy had sent me for the latest novel in my silver cauldron stories. This latest book was a full volume rather than a novella as all the others had been to date, and we were a bit behind schedule. I'd not seen Lucy for a couple of weeks as she had been out twice with Helen, but much as I missed her tight little bottom, Jolie and Kylie had kept me confined in my new cock cage, so even if she had been to see me I would have been unable to take advantage. I shut my laptop and went downstairs to start dinner as Kylie was on lates and Jolie had left instructions and some steaks marinating in the fridge. I roasted some veg and jacket potatoes in the oven and then fired up the grill outside. I set the table and opened a bottle of Shiraz and left it to breathe. I hoped if a made a good impression I might be allowed an orgasm tonight. It had been over two weeks and the girls had made love many times whilst I watched or used my mouth on breasts and pussies while my unused cocklet throbbed inside me, my tummy bulging as it strained to erect, forced to stay inside by my new cock cage.

The girls arrived home just before seven and I put the steaks on the grill and plated the veg and baked potaroes as they went upstairs to change. When they came down they were affectionate, complimenting me on the steaks as we ate. After dinner we took the remains of the wine onto the deck and the girls stripped off and climbed into the hot tub. I fetched some towels from the hamper and removed my own clothes. I still hadn't got used to just seeing my swollen balls and a flat disc of metal where my cocklet should be. The girls smirked at each other and Kylie held a hand out to me.

"Come on sweetie come and sit by me. You look so much better without that silly little willy, doesn't he Joles?"

Jolie reached up to grasp my testicles,

"It emphasises how big these balls are. And I like the way his tummy bulges when he gets excited."

She pulled gently and I climbed into the tub with them. Kylie sat and pulled me down onto the seat next to her and Jolie sat sideways in my lap, her legs across her girlfriend and her arm around my neck. Kylie had an arm around my lower back and I enjoyed the feel of their little bodies against mine under the warm water. We chatted about Lucy and her developing friendship with Helen, listened to some music that Kylie selected and finished the wine. I noticed a glance pass between the girls and I recognised the horny smile on Jolie's face. She cupped my cheek and she kissed me, slowly, affectionately, and I felt the love. She nuzzled my collarbone,

"I know its hard to bare, but we're going to be cruel and tease you horribly my darling. If this cage hurts you, you must tell us and we'll take it off. But we expect you to endure a little discomfort when you get excited. You know we love you and your reward, when it comes, will be worth all the torment."

She turned to kneel astride my thighs. Her wet nipples hardened in the cool air, and she pressed her flat chest to my face. My hands moved to cup her buttocks as I mouthed her little buds. My confined willy stiffened inside me and her hand dropped to my tummy.

"He's trying to get hard Kylie, I can feel it inside him."

Kylie pressed her wet body tighter against me and her hand snaked around to feel my tummy and cup my swollen balls.

"He's definitely horny Joles. Do you want to fuck your naughty wife Paul? Fuck her hard like Carl did?"

I whined as my imprisoned cocklet throbbed,

"I want to so much, but you know I can't last."

Kylie stood and pulled Jolie from my lap.

"Go and get ready for him baby and I'll bring him up in a sec."

Jolie climbed out, wrapped a towel around herself and headed inside. Kylie stood astride my thighs and flexed her spectacular abs.

"Go on then weirdo, you know you want to."

I groaned and my arms went around her tiny waist, pulling her to me as I nuzzled her hollow tummy, my lips playing over the hard contours of her muscles and my tongue dipping into her neat navel. She indulged me, her hands playing in my hair. I looked up to see her smiling down at me, the nipples on her barely there breastlets hard in the cool air. I reached up and palmed a little bump watching her eyes close as I toyed with her little bee sting. I felt her breathing change as she became aroused, and when she stood and pulled me to my feet my cocklet was straining inside me.

"Come on Tiger, she's waiting for you."

We towelled off quickly and I followed her pert little bottom up the stairs. Jolie was waiting for me by the bed. The lighting was subdued and sexy, but what she was wearing made my jaw drop. She was dressed as an anime schoolgirl, as she had been for Carl, with a white blouse tied at her tummy, a short, striped tie and a pleated grey micro skirt with grey over the knee socks that left a bit of thigh showing. Black Mary Janes completed her outfit. She had her hands clasped behind her back and she swayed her hips as she walked toward me.

"I've been a naughty girl Sir," she smirked, "Are you going to teach me a lesson?"

My cocklet throbbed at the sight of her, a vision of a favourite fantasy of mine that she knew well. Kylie took her hand and led her to the bed.

"Sir is definitely going to give you what you deserve girl."

A small padded bench was in the centre of the bed. Kylie urged her onto the bed and pushed her face down over the bench. I hadn't noticed the cuffs on her wrists but Kylie pulled her girfriend's arms behind her back and clipped then together, before urging her knees wide apart and clipping her ankle cuffs to the bed posts. She turned to me and smiled encouragingly,

"I think a bare bottom punishment is called for sir."

She urged me forward and I lifted Jolie's little skirt to reveal her bare bottom and exposed pussy. She was wet and pouting and her hips swayed in lewd invitation. My cocklet strained hard but the nylon strap around my waist did its job, holding my cockcage tight against me and keeping my penis confined within my tummy.

"How naughty have you been girl?", Kylie's hand hovered over a number of implements arranged on the dresser.

"Heavy paddle naughty mistress."

"And who should punish you girl? Sir will hit much harder than your mistress."

"I want sir to do it please. Gag me mistress, so I can scream."

"What was your transgression girl?"

"I let a big black bull fuck me mistress."

" And did you learn from your mistake."

"Oh yes miss. I need it and I'm going to let him do it again and again."

Kylie handed me the heavy leather paddle. I was horny and angry. Kylie pushed further.

"Why do you want him again and not your husband?"

"Because my husband isn't enough for me, but my bull is a real man and it feels so good when his big cock fills me with his alpha seed."

Kylie pushed the ball gag into Jolie's mouth and turned to me,

"Now give her what she deserves sir, don't hold back, thrash her."

I'd never liked the idea of spanking and had rowed with Kylie about it when she spanked Jolie hard for the first time. But now I was conflicted. I wanted to punish her, but more than that, I could see how much she wanted it and that was turning me on enormously. With a wail I half heartedly struck my wife's raised haunches and she grunted into the pillow. Kylie hissed at me,

"Harder Paul, much harder. She needs you to make it hurt."

I hit her harder this time and the crack of leather on buttocks seemed loud to me, but Jolie just grunted again and lifted her rear for more. Kylie tutted and took the paddle from me.

"Like this Paul."

The crack was deafening and Jolie yelled into her gag, her hips bucking furiously. I looked at Kylie in alarm but Jolie was already raising her bottom for the next stroke.

"She wants the pain Paul. She needs you to make it hurt. Her safeword when gagged is to shake her head from side to side, but she wants more."

This time she bawled into her gag and the the paddle left a fine red mark on her rear. Instinctively I switched to the other buttock and I began to feel the power as she howled and bucked her hips to try and relieve the sting of the second stroke. I was about to hit her again when Kylie touched my arm signalling me to wait. Her hips were raised awaiting the next strike, but Kylie whispered in my ear.

"Make her wait. You're in control not her. Then change the cadence. Hit her twice, once on each cheek harder still."

This time her muffled screech was higher in pitch and when the second strike fell straight after her cry ended with a sob. After two more hits her cries had got quieter and her hips no longer thrashed, but swayed lewdly, offering her bottom for more. Kylie let me hit her until the noises Jolie was making became entirely sexual, then took the paddle from me.

"Now give her the hard big cock fucking she craves. Take her like a real man."

I was about to wail that it was beyond me when she produced the large black dildo attachment for my cage, deftly screwing it onto the mounting plate where my cock should be. It looked as big as Carl's cock and glistened as Kylie applied some lube from a plastic bottle.

"Mount her gently Paul, then give it to her hard."

I climbed onto the bed and covered my wife's raised haunches. I smacked her gaping pussy with my fake cock and she whimpered, arching her back as she sought penetration. I eased the bulbous tip into her and she gasped into her gag, but when she didn't flinch away I fed the whole length into her in a single slow stroke and she gasped as I bottomed out in her. This was my favourite position and my willy throbbed inside me. I longed to put my cocklet inside her, but it was too small to satisfy her and this big dildo was what she wanted. I worked it slowly back and forth as she tried to buck to encourage me to take her harder. Kylie's arms encircled me from behind, her hands stroking over the bulge in my tummy caused by my straining cocklet.

"You want her so bad don't you baby? Now's your chance to fuck her like you've always wanted to. You've got a huge cock and you can't cum too soon. You can satisfy her this time so fuck her hard Paul."

I picked up the pace and somewhere inside me the impact of my pelvis against Jolie's bottom began to feel good. Kylie pulled Jolie's gag from her slobbering mouth and her cries increased in volume,

"Oh yes, thats it, give me that big black cock."

I rammed into her, her whole body shuddering with the force of my thrusts and the stimulation of my confined cocklet increased. Jolie's back began to arch and I could feel the tension as she prepared to climax.

"Fuck me Carl baby, I'm gonna cum."

She bucked furiously on my plunging fake cock before she lost coordination, jerking and gasping through her orgasm. Kylie spotted the pained look on my face at the mention of Carl's name. Was she imagining it was him fucking her? Did she really want him not me? As her girlfriend lay panting, Kylie hugged me from behind,

"She's a bit confused from being in headspace during her spanking. Now lets untie her and turn her over so you can fuck her again but this time be gentle."

We rolled her onto her back and when her eyes opened she reached for me, pulling me into a hug and kissing my neck.

"That was fantastic husband, I love your new big cock. I wish it was real so you could feel me cum on it."

She reached down to feel the massive shaft before caressing the bulge in my tummy where my frustrated willy strained to erect.

"Ooh I can feel your little willy trying to get hard. I think he can stay where he is though, I much prefer your new big cock. Come fuck me big boy."

I pouted and sulked for a moment, my balls aching for release.

"Jolie, please, I want you so much."

She pulled her heels to her bottom and flopped her thighs to the side. Her cute little pussy gaping to show the pink inside. Kylie was kneeling beside me and I felt her hand on my bottom urging me forward. I wanted to fuck her again and feel her writhing on my big fake cock, but I so wanted to feel her squeezing my little cocklet with her silky walls too. But I couldn't deny her gorgeous little body as she arched up to me, her nipples hard on her flat chest. With a groan I collapsed down onto her and her arms went around me. Her hips pressed up to meet mine, rubbing her mound on the big phallus.

"Put it in baby. I want to hold my handsome husband while I'm stuffed full of cock."

She groaned as I slid it into her and she curled her pelvis up to lock her ankles around my back. She nuzzled my neck and husked into my ear,

"You feel so good baby, do it nice and slow while I cuddle you."

Kylie pressed her naked body against our sides, an arm over my lower back that drifted down to my bottom to tease my hole. Jolie alternated kisses between her girlfriend and I. It was liberating knowing that I wasn't about to prematurely ejaculate and spoil it and when she eventually arched up under me as her second orgasm washed over her, I kept going until I dragged a third smaller climax from her tensed little body. She collapsed under me panting her cheek pressed to mine.

"No more baby, I can't go again."

She held me tight as our breathing slowed and I went to back out of her but Kylie's hand on my bottom urged me back in.

"Leave it in her sweetie. She likes to come down with it inside."

I realised with a jolt that this was something I had never experienced with my wife. On the rare occasions she had let me put my cocklet into her pussy she had never wanted me to linger inside. Eventually she pulled back to smile at me affectionately.

"That was heavenly. The perfect combination of my lovely husband and a huge willy. Such a shame you're not hung like Carl, so I could feel your big balls squirt inside me too. I'm definitely a big cocks only girl from now on."

I looked at her, disappointment etched on my face,

"But Jolie, I love it when you let me cum inside you."

"Don't whine Baby, there are plenty of other places you can stuff your little cocklet. Lucy lets you up her bum whenever she gets the chance and Kylie sometimes lets you inside her. And if you behave yourself while Carl is fucking me you can have my bottom when he's had his way. Darling, l you know you have the biggest cums when we're mean to you. You need to come to terms with the fact that you're a beta male, and beta males exist to give pleasure to others. Their willies are an irrelevance. Their mouths and bottoms are for the pleasure of their alphas. And if they behave they get to ejaculate occasionally. Now, take care of your other mistress because she's horny and needs your talented mouth."

As Kylie rolled onto her back and parted her thighs, I went to move over to her, but Jolie reached for me and pulled me to her.

"Remember that we love you and we do this because its what you really want."

She kissed me and pushed me over to her girlfriend. As the taste of Kylie's pretty pussy filled my mouth, my cocklet was still aching in my tummy. I eventually found that the most comfortable position for the big fake cock was pointing back between my legs as I lay on my front. I reached up searching for Kylie's little bee stings to find her nipples hard and rolled them in my fingers provoking a groan from above. I humped the bed finding extra stimulation for my confined cocklet but not enough to let me cum. As the beautiful girl orgasmed beneath me, her hands tangled in my hair, my balls ached to release ten days worth of semen. I began to drift off with my head on her tummy, my arms around her tiny waist and her legs wrapped around my back, but she pulled me up to nestle her head in the crook of my neck.

"That was perfect sweetie. I know you want to cum too, but I want to keep you nice and needy for my Lola. You've been such a good boy not making a move on her when she is so into you. I know you'll be nice to her. Promise me you'll treat her like another mistress Paul, and you won't put your cocklet in her pussy even if she gets carried away and asks you to. She's a virgin sweetie and she wants to save her cherry for her forever guy, or girl. So promise me."

I sighed and nodded.

"I know she's a virgin, she told me. She said she might let me have her bottom though Kylie."

"I'm not sure Paul, just be careful with her and be prepared for her to change her mind when it comes to it. There's history that she'll tell you about some day."

I sensed she wasn't ready to divulge more, so I closed my eyes and hoped that sleep would relieve the aching in my bloated testicles.

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Lucy

It was my fourth date with Helen although she hadn't called it that. Our first was a meal out to celebrate her passing her detectives course. It had been a lovely evening and she had insisted that it was her treat. We'd been out for drinks a couple times after, but each time she dropped me home in her yellow LandRover, she had hugged me and pecked my cheek, but I was disappointed that she didn't try to kiss me. I was left wondering if friendship was all she wanted. She'd called in to the coffee shop a few times when I was working, but she had her police partner with her. So when she messaged me asking if I wanted to go for a drink again a week later I was made up. Jolie and Tamsin were away on business and Kylie had gone with them again. Lola was going to spend a night with Paul so I had been planning to have an evening studying, but drinks with Helen was a much more attractive option.

When I got home from Uni at 4pm I had a good three hours to get ready. I washed my hair and shaved everything baby smooth in the shower. I towelled dry then checked myself out in the mirror. I had lost a few pounds and my tummy was nice and flat. I was relieved that the marks from my spanking a couple of weeks ago had disappeared. My baby pink, thimble size nipples stiffened as I cupped my big 32D cup breasts and I felt my core tighten as I pinched them between my fingers.

"Come on girls, you're my best asset, help me out tonight."

They jutted proudly from my skinny ribs and normally I kept them firmly supported so they stayed that way. But tonight I was going to flaunt them braless. Last time we went out I wore jeans and a jumper as it was chilly and Helen was dressed similarly. This evening was warm and sunny, one of those Autumn days that makes you wish it was still Summer. I selected a strappy, blue sundress that would highlight the deep blue of my eyes. It was backless and would flatter my unfettered boobs and was short enough to flash some thigh but would allow me to wear a tiny, lacy thong. The look was finished off with some white Roman sandals with straps that came up to just below my knees. I put my hair into a french plait because it makes my neck look longer and keeps my long hair out of my drink! A touch of lip gloss and a spritz of Channel and I was ready. I sat in the living room and waited for Helen to pick me up. I was ridiculously nervous, clutching my little white bag containing my phone and my credit card. Then I heard her car outside and I picked my keys off the hall side table. I dropped the latch and pulled the door closed behind me. When I turned around Helen was walking up the drive toward me. She stopped in her tracks,

"Wow Lucy. Are you meeting someone else after me?"

I giggled as I went to hug her, her hands cool on my bare back. She was wearing fitted navy pants and a plain, white cap sleeve T-shirt. I'd never seen her bare arms and my pulse quickened at the sight of her well defined biceps. I slid my hands up her arms and ran my thumbs across them. Without thinking I blurted,

"Oooh, I like these."

My face went pink as realised what I'd said and I looked up to see her smiling down at me.

"You don't think it makes me look butch?"

"No way, Helen," I gushed, "You're so pretty no one could think you look butch."

My blush deepened as her look turned serious.

"That's a shame, butch was the look I was going for."

My hand went to my mouth as I wondered how I was going to extricate my foot, heat crawling up my neck until she burst into giggles.

"Oh Lucy, you are so easy to tease, I should be arrested."

She pulled me back into a hug and kissed my cheek before grabbing my hand.

"Come on Luce, lets go and have some fun."

Helen hadn't eaten either, so our first stop was at a KFC. Then we went to a riverside bar that Helen knew that had an Elton John tribute act on. It turns out she is a massive Elton John fan. Along with a mixed crowd of gay and straight folk, we sang along to his greatest hits and after the interval some couples got up to dance, so Helen pulled me to my feet. She was a good dancer and put me to shame and when Your Song came on she pulled me close. Her hands stroked my bare back and my arms felt good around her neck. I pulled back and looked up at her, inviting a kiss that never came. Disappointment must have shown on my face because she stopped moving.

"What's wrong Lucy?"

I just couldn't hold it back any longer.

"Don't you want to kiss me Helen?"

I dropped my hands and stood there, feeling the sting of rejection.

"I'm wearing my nicest dress, I've lost a few pounds.................

She put a finger to my lips,

"Please stop Lucy, I need to talk to you, come with me please."

She took my hand and towed me outside to a bench overlooking the river. We sat and she took both my hands in hers.

"My home life is complicated to the extent that I struggle to arrange things around my work shifts, so committing to a relationship seems impossible for the foreseeable."

I began to get a sinking feeling in my tummy. She took a breath and pressed on.

"I'm so sorry Lucy, but I always promised myself that I would wait until I could commit before searching for that special someone. But I met her by accident before I'm ready and...."

I interrupted her as tears welled up,

"It's OK Helen, you don't need to say any more. I thought the problem might be that you didn't like girls. It didn't occur to me that you might have already found one."

As the tears finally spilled over I stood intending to call a taxi, just wanting to leave before I cried in-front of her, but she held onto my hands and looked up at me, her expression forlorn.

"No, no, no Lucy, you're her. My special someone. Can't you see from the way I look at you? I tried to keep things low key and not to get too close because I was scared that if I couldn't commit you'd lose patience and you'd slip through my fingers. I couldn't bear that."

She stood and released my hands to cup my face, her thumbs wiping away my tears.

"Don't cry pretty girl, it's been so hard trying not to kiss you when I want to so much. But it's not fair to lead you on when I can't commit fully and I don't know how long it will be before things change."

"I can wait Helen," I sniffled, "I can wait forever if I have to."

My eyes searched her face, hoping she wasn't teasing me again.

"But I hope it's not forever because I....."

And then she kissed me. It was gentle but insistent, and my heart hammered in my chest. Her arms wrapped around me and I melted as I was well and truly kissed, until shouts of "Get a room" made us aware of our surroundings again. It had turned chilly and I was acutely aware that my nipples were hard as we walked to her car. When she opened the door for me I climbed in and smiled at her as I caught her getting an eyeful of thigh. In between gear changes she reached for my hand and I held hers in both of mine.

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Lola

I had borrowed Lucy's scooter as riding her mountain bike wearing a skirt as short as mine was ill advised. I had on my denim bolero jacket, but under it was the cropped vest with large arm holes that I'd used to flash my little bee stings to Paul a few months ago. I'd been dieting with Lucy and like her I had lost a few pounds. I knew he liked the skinny waif look and I was all ribs and hip bones now and my already small breastlets had reduced to little half golf ball sized bumps. We'd been getting closer since our initial rocky start and as I seemed to have everyone's blessing and he was on his own tonight I was hoping we might move things along to some clothes-off activity. I tapped the door and pushed it open, shouting,

"Paul, its Lola. Leave Alex alone and come say hi to your fourth favourite female."

I heard him laugh and shout downstairs,

"Make yourself at home. I'm not playing with Alex, I'm working in the office. Just saving, I'll be down in a sec. Feel free to raid the fridge or make coffee."

Alex was a male sex doll with a huge nine inch cock and I had caught Paul humping it once, much to his embarrassment. I pulled a couple of mugs from the mug tree on the counter and started the bean to cup machine. The second mug was done when he came down and I added milk from the fridge. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, placing a kiss on the top of my head. I smiled and turned around in his arms to face him. He is so good looking, a real heartbreaker if he was so inclined. But it wasn't his looks that had first attracted me, it was his kindness, the way he treated my sister and Lucy. i was struggling with my sexuality and my feelings for Lucy and it touched me the way he didn't come on to me when he knew I fancied him. His toned body was muscular, and coupled with his looks most men would have been cocky, overconfident and pushy, but he was hampered by his small penis and a tendency to prematurely ejaculate. But I had fallen for him hook, line and sinker. We had shared a kiss and he had put a finger in my bottom as I masturbated on his lap a few weeks ago. I had confessed that I was a virgin but that I might let him put his willy up my bum one day. I pushed him back until his bottom touched a barstool next to the island and he perched on it. I climbed onto his lap in what had become our favourite hugging position and I sighed as his arms went around me, the feelings for him as strong as ever.

"I love this," I murmured into his ear.

"Me too," he whispered, his hand sliding under my top to stroke the skin of my lower back. He knew I liked that and I found myself making a contented purring sound. He sat back and looked up at me,

"How are things with Lucy?"

I pulled a face,

"She's out with Helen again tonight. She's excited and I'm happy for her but I'm sad and jealous too."

"So I'm the consolation prize?" He grinned.

"Don't undersell yourself Paul. After my sister I love you most."

With that I lowered my head and kissed him. It was a long kiss; he took his time before sliding the tip of his tongue forward to find mine. I welcomed it into my mouth, sucking and teasing until we stopped for air and I shrugged off my jacket, letting it fall to the floor behind me. I saw him swallow as he saw the top I was wearing. I leaned across to pick my coffee cup off the counter knowing the armhole would gape and expose my breastlets. When I replaced the cup I turned my head to smirk at him as he ogled me and he grinned.

"You're a little tease Lola McAllister."

"Kiss me again and you can have a proper look."

He did and as we kissed I slid forward, searching for the bulge of his hardon with my moistening crotch. But I couldn't feel anything, not even the steel of his cockcage. I squirmed and he sensed what I was looking for.

"I'm caged Lola."

"But when you get hard in your cage I can still feel it. Aren't you hard?"

"Of course I am sweetheart. But its a new cage that pushes everything back inside. Feel here."

He took my hand and pushed it under the waistband of his shorts and I could feel the hard lump where his imprisoned willy strained against its bonds. I squeezed the hard lump, exploring its contours and he groaned,

"Oh Lola sweetheart, I want you so much."

He kissed me again, this time with an urgency that made me tremble. I was panting when we came up for air a second time,

"Paul I want to keep my hymen but everything else is yours to play with. Did they leave you a key?"

He looked crestfallen,

"No, I thought they would have given one to you. They promised if I was good I could come out tonight."

"They didn't leave me anything. How long has it been?"

"Over two weeks. Lola, they promised me, I'm sorry. They knew how much I was looking forward to tonight."

I slipped my hands back into his shorts to squeeze the hard lump in his tummy.

"Oh your poor willy. Why do you let them do this to you?"

He sighed, his face colouring,

"Because I'm a beta male and its what I deserve."

I kissed his face,

"I don't understand, what's a beta male and why are you one?"

His blush deepened,

"Because I'm not a real man Lola. I can't satisfy a woman in bed because my willy is too small and I cum too fast. Beautiful alpha girls like you deserve proper men with big cocks who can fuck you long and hard until you cum. A beta like me doesn't deserve to fuck because I'm just a disappointment. A beta's role is to just to give pleasure to others, and if I'm good I get to cum sometimes. They keep me caged to make sure I can't fuck or masturbate. It keeps me eager to please."

She hugged me tight, tears in her eyes.

"Paul, thats awful. You're not a beta to me, you're my big handsome hero. Why don't you leave them and come and live with Lucy and me?"

"Because I love them Lola and they love me. They do this to me because they know I need it and when they let me orgasm its wonderful and worth all the suffering."

She kissed my head.

"You're a captive to your own needs and emotions. What can I do to make tonight special for you, to show you how much you mean to me?"

"Let me worship your gorgeous little body. Let me give you pleasure, its what I'm for, what I can do."

"Then take me upstairs Paul, because I'm aching for you."

His hands slid under my skirt and cupped my bottom to lift me as he stood. I shivered in anticipation as I felt his cool hands on my bare buttocks. He carried me effortlessly up the stairs to the spare room and set me down next to the bed. He fell to his knees in-front of me and pulled me to him, kissing my tummy as he reached for the fastening of my little skirt. It slid down my legs to pool at my ankles and I stepped out of it, pulling him with me toward the bed. I pulled my top over my head, tossing it on the floor and heard him groan. I looked down to see him peering down the front of my thong where it stretched between my hip bones leaving a gap of about two fingers width between it and my tummy. He looked up at me and the naked lust in his eyes had been worth the dieting.

"Oh sweetheart, your body is amazing, have you lost weight?"

I nodded,

"Just a few pounds to keep Lucy company. I know you like your girls skinny."

His hands slid up my torso, his thumbs tracing my ribs where they gave way to my concave tummy before continuing up to rub over my nearly breasts.

"I love it Lola, but promise me you won't lose any more, I don't want you to make yourself ill."

I smiled down at him,

"OK I promise. I'm not sure I have the will power to keep it up anyway."

I closed my eyes as he kissed my sunken tummy and teased my bee stings, until I pulled him to his feet.

"My turn. I want to see you."

He pulled his shirt over his head as I pulled down his shorts and he stepped out of them. My throat tightened and I took in the sight of his big, swollen balls and the metal cage holding his cocklet inside him. A flat metal disc was where his penis should be. It had a threaded hole in the centre and a nylon strap around his waist was tight and ensured his straining erection couldn't emerge even a tiny bit. His tummy bulged where his cocklet was trying erect and I leaned forward to kiss the hard lump. I moved around behind him to kiss his back as I reached around to fondle his balls and palpate the bulge in his tummy. He groaned as I explored and fondled him. I noticed precum drooling from the opening on his cock cage. He turned around to face me,

"Let me pleasure you Lola, please."

I crawled onto the bed and rolled onto my back, knowing instinctively that he wanted me to reach above my head and suck my tummy in, arching my back to make my ribs prominent and my breastlets almost disappear. He growled and was on me in a flash kissing and nibbling my navel and where my ribs gave way to the sunken pit of my tummy. I lifted a leg to to press on his balls and cock bulge and he humped it slowly. I let him play for a while until gentle pressure downward let him know I needed him lower. I lifted for him as he hooked his thumbs under the waistband of my thong and he pulled it from my waving legs. He trailed kisses down over my prominent, hairless mound and I gasped as he bumped over my hard clit. He teased me with his tongue either side of my crease and I became increasingly desperate to feel his tongue inside me. My knees came up and my legs parted exposing myself completely to his touch. I felt a rush of embarrassment as I realised I was showing him my little pink star, the place he had had his finger and I had promised he could put his willy. Then I forgot everything as he kissed my pussy, sealing his lips over it and rubbing his tongue back and forth. When his tongue began to penetrate me I recovered my senses enough to gasp,

"Not too deep Paul, I want to keep my hymen."

He backed off a little, flickering his tongue over my clit and nibbling my labia. Suddenly he was pressing my knees to the mattress rolling my pelvis and I cried out in surprise as his tongue prodded at my rear entrance. I was relieved that I had douched thoroughly whilst in the shower and my fingers raked the sheets as he tongued my crinkled star. My instinct was to push him away, but it was rude and naughty and my orgasm was inching closer. Then his fingers were pinching my clit as his tongue wormed inside and my bottom came off the bed bucking at his face. He flipped me onto my tummy, pulling me up onto my knees and wrapping his arms around my thighs to hold me in place. His fingers flicked my hard little button while he pressed his face to my raised haunches, his long tongue fucking my bottom until I shrieked and jerked spastically through my orgasm.

After a few seconds I rolled onto my side and reached for him. He crawled up and lay next to me as I got my breath back.

"You dirty boy, you put your tongue up my bottom."

"Didn't you like it?"

"Of course I liked it. I can see why Lucy likes your willy up there. But you can go and clean your teeth if you think you're going to kiss me."

He grinned and went into the ensuite and I heard my phone ping in my jacket pocket. I ran down to the kitchen and read a message from my sister as I stood naked in the kitchen.

Kylie: Look in the bowl on the hall side table.

Inside the bowl under some car keys was a small envelope containing two tiny silver keys and a note. It read:

Darling Lola

These keys fit Paul's cage and restraining strap. Use them if you want his willy inside you. If as I suspect, denying him excites you too, there is a small dildo in my bedside drawer that screws onto his cage. He can cum from riding Alex as you know. You could make him wait and 'discover the keys' in the morning and masturbate him or let him have you. Have fun. Kiss him for me. I love you. XXX

I stood staring at the keys in my hand. I wanted my bottom fucked for sure. But the dildo or his willy? I wanted to do something nice for him, but he got off on being tormented didn't he? It excited me that my little girl body with its barely there breasts could produce such raw, aching desire in him as he pleasured me but got no relief himself. I heard him come out of the ensuite and climbed the stairs, eager to feel his naked body against me again.

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Lucy

When Helen pulled her yellow LandRover back onto my drive I reached for her hand again.

"Come in just for coffee Helen. Maybe another kiss."

She looked pained and shook her head.

"Luce I'm not sure that's a good idea the way I'm feeling right now, looking at you in that pretty dress. I'm not sure I have enough self control. I have an early start tomorrow, but can I come and have a coffee when your shift finishes?"

I nodded, disappointed but at the same time relieved somehow.

"That would be nice. See you tomorrow."

I leaned across and kissed her goodnight before going to the door and letting myself in. I realised when the alarm didn't chime that in my excitement at seeing Helen I must have forgotten to set it. I wandered through into the kitchen in just the light from the hallway listening for Helen's car departing but I didn't hear it. As I stood in the dim light debating whether to put the light on and make a camomile tea, arms encircled me from behind. I smiled to myself and my pulse quickened. I'd been horny all the way home so when the hands retreated and then slid into the sides of my backless dress to cup my breasts and pinch my rubbery teats I groaned,

"Oh Helen, I've been wanting you to do that all night."

I groaned again as my breasts were groped in just the way I like and I felt moisture move in my core. Then a hand moved to the back of my neck and I was bent over the kitchen counter. Another hand went under my skirt, urgently pulling my knickers down and a finger slid into my weeping crease. I parted my thighs to ease access and gasped as two fingers pushed into my needy hole. I grunted as I was quickly finger fucked. It wasn't the romantic first encounter I had anticipated, but it pressed my submissive buttons and I arched my back and bucked back at the thrusting fingers, my arousal building quickly. Then suddenly the hand was withdrawn and was replaced with a blunt object. My initial thoughts were that she'd brought a dildo but I realised it was warm - a real cock - and a big one. Helen was trans????? The bulbous end searched for penetration but even though I was horny this felt wrong and I reached between my legs to cover my pussy.

"No Helen, not like this."

The hand holding my neck tightened its grip and there was a hiss of frustration. A few seconds later I heard a groan and I felt semen splash on my bottom and thighs. The hand on my neck was quickly withdrawn and I was left panting, unsatisfied and upset. I turned around but there was no one there and I heard Helen's car starting. I rushed down the hall, my knickers slipping down my thighs and threatening to trip me. I was caught in her headlights as she began to reverse down my drive. I collapsed to my knees on the hard concrete, sobs wracking my frame as semen trickled down my legs.

"Helen, please," I wailed, "Don't leave me like this."

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