Next Level Humiliation

I couldn't help it. After her rendezvous with Andre I brought it up almost constantly with her. I'd talk about how sexy her calling me was and how dominant he was with her.

It'd been a few days since they'd fucked and they hadn't talked at all after he told her he'd "be discreet if she wanted it to be a regular thing." My mind was getting obsessed with the thought of them together.

She loved me talking about it too because it was an excellent experience for her as well. She'd been "used and sent home," which she thought was really hot. Yes, we're both a little crazy.

I brought it up again and she stopped me, "Can I just set something up with him again?" she looked at me with a straight face.

She continued, "You obviously want it. I've told you I really want it. Why not?"

"I want you to, yes. I just didn't want to be pushy."

"You've been talking about it constantly and dripping from your cage," she laughed. "I think you've made your desires clear."

She took out her phone and was about to text him and I told her she should call so I could hear their conversation. She jokingly called me a perv and was about to call.

Before she hit the button she turned and looked at me. "I know we've been in this lifestyle for a while but I'm telling you, he is next level dominant. Are you sure you want this?"

I didn't even hesitate. "Absolutely, I do. As long as you do."

"He'll dominate me but at least I'll cum... who knows what he'll do to you."

My dick throbbed.

She hit the button to call him and put it on speaker. My angst hit me quickly as he answered with "I've been wondering when you'd call."

"You weren't gonna call me, huh?" Ash joked.

"Hey, you're the married one. I don't want to get you in trouble with the little guy."

She glanced at me when he said that and I felt more embarrassed than I thought I would.

"Well, I want round two," she said.

"I bet you do," he said and laughed.

He continued, "Where and when? My place again?"

"Actually, I was thinking about my place. In my bed."

He was quiet for a second then said, "You're one bad bitch... are you wanting to get caught?"

She looked at me and nodded. I nodded back knowing she was going to tell him I knew.

"Here's the thing, Andre... my husband already knows about us."

"You finally getting divorced?" he responded.

"No, but not that you care, sending me home without a shower with you all over me," she smiled and was laughing a little when she said it.

"I wanted to see how you'd cover your tracks. Doesn't sound like you did very well."

"I don't need to," she said. "My husband knows about us and is totally fine with it. We've actually done this for quite a while."

"So he's a cuck?" he said directly.

*Very much so, yes." I could tell she was getting turned on.

"Bitch, you mean to tell me we could've been fucking since we first met?"

She laughed hard. It felt weird hearing him call her bitch but she thought it was hilarious.

"We don't fuck with work people. literally."

He was loving this conversation.

"So, you have yourself a cuck and you want me to be your fuck buddy? Will he be there when I come over?"

"Yeah, he wants to meet you," she said not looking at me.

He laughed a sharp, high-pitched laugh, "I'm going to fuck his world up!" She smiled and fidgeted. That obviously made her tingle hearing that.

"You know me. If I have a thought I'm going to say it," he said. "Some cucks can't handle that."

"You've done this before?"

"Of course I have. Like I said, married women love black cock."

"Send me your address and I'll be there at 7:30. I'll send you a few things for your cuck to take care of for me."

The excitement in the air was palpable. We hadn't felt like this in a while. She had some amazing fuck buddies and "bulls" over the past year but someone of this caliber sexually isn't an easy find. The added bonus of this being promised as "next level" by my wife had me raging hard against my cage. I felt so ready to be degraded. So did Ashley.

We'd gotten into quite the routine of me watching her shave her legs and get herself ready. I'd usually pick out what she should wear and I'd sometimes eat her out. Not today.

In the text he sent her he'd explicitly told her that neither of us could cum before he got there and that he wanted her pussy completely bald.

I'd become pretty good at shaving her pussy and it'd been a ritual of ours' for a while.

While I was shaving her she said, "I wonder what he'll say about your cage?"

I hadn't thought about him not knowing about it. I felt in the pit of my stomach that it'd be rough.

Time went by incredibly slowly.

I asked what she thought he'd want, what he'd be like to me, etc.

She looked a little annoyed and said, "Look, I'm all for you getting humiliated but you're coming off a little extreme even for you. Calm the fuck down."

I tried. I at least stopped talking.

She was wearing black crotchless panties I'd gotten her for Valentine's day. Besides that she was completely naked. I was in basketball shorts and a t-shirt.

10 minutes late... "power move," Ash said as she sat leaned back on the couch with her arms up on the backs of the cushions. She looked drop dead gorgeous. Her long brown hair was curled and she had what little makeup she usually wore done like we were going out. I kept thinking how she looked like a supermodel.

Finally, we saw headlights enter the driveway. She stayed seated and told me to get the door. I opened it even before he touched it.

He was in a tank top revealing his build physique. I knew he'd be ripped because Ash always went for guys with muscles. It is her thing.

Honestly, he was better looking in person and I was intimidated all of a sudden. I put out my hand and introduced myself. He took my hand and looked at me for a second before looking back at my wife sitting on the couch.

"Good to meet you, cuck," he said before walking over to the couch.

I immediately thought he was as advertised. I was a knot of angst at this point and watched as my wife stood up to greet him.

"Late for this, huh?" she joked.

"Dayum..." he said while spinning her around, "I'll make it up to you." He slapped her on the ass as she said that and she jumped with a little gleeful yelp.

He started feeling her body up and they started making out. She did it for a minute then backed up a little.

"You jump right in, don't you?" she chuckled.

"Have you seen you? Of course I do."

I asked if he wanted a drink and without even looking at me he said, "No thanks, cuck."

He turned to look at me, "Why don't you take a seat and lets chat?"

Him telling me to sit in my own living room was so hot to both of us.

He pulled Ash to his side and was playing with her breasts for a second.

"I am so glad you're dumb enough to want to be a cuck because I have wanted to fuck your wife for quite a while," he didn't look at me.

He asked the typical questions of how long we've doing this, if I have sex with her still, etc.

Ash smiled and said, "He doesn't have sex at all. He comes every couple of months or so," she looked at me, "his dick is in a cage."

Andre clapped as he started laughing, "Oh fuck yeah!" he exclaimed.

I was shrinking up in my cage realizing he was going to want to see it and he'd see my panties as well.

Immediately he said, "Let me see that shit."

Ash was smiling as I stood up and pulled down my shorts exposing my red panties and cage. Andre started laughing and covered his face with his hand.

No one said anything while he was laughing then he said, "Where's the key?"

"I usually wear it but I left it on my nightstand," Ash said.

"Get it," he said commandingly.

When she walked out of the room he watched her ass as she left.

"You love this humiliation shit, huh?" he said.

I said, "Yes I do."

"I'll fuck you up if you ask for it, man. I've done this plenty. Some of the marriages stay together, others the wife can't look at the husband the same and she leaves. You willing to risk that?"

I felt the angst twisting in my gut.

"We've done a lot. Our marriage will be fine."

"Ok, Cuck." He smirked at me, "drop the panties."

Ash was walking in with the key.

"Open the cage," he told her, "I want to see what we're working with."

"Well aren't you lucky?" Ash said to me as she walked up to me.

"I wouldn't say that," Andre said.

She undid the cage, which is one of the most amazing feelings ever if you've been in for a long time.

He stood up and walked towards us.

He looked down at my dick and said, "Cage or not, this thing doesn't deserve her pussy."

I was still soft and I had no idea what would happen now but I was as exposed as it gets.

"Get hard," he said. "Lets compare."

The stage was too big for me. I couldn't get it up and Ashley looked up at Andre and smiled. He undid his belt and pointed to his pants for Ashley to take them off. She followed his direction.

She pulled down his pants and then his boxers revealing a gorgeous black cock. It was at least a couple of inches longer than mine and thicker. I felt like I was in one of the thousand videos I'd watched like this.

He got hard almost immediately and I fumbled with my dick trying to get it there. Nothing.

Ashley was still kneeling from taking pants off and she whispered, "There it is..." as she stared at his cock.

He reached out and grabbed my flaccid cock. Ashley's reaction was priceless because neither of us were expecting that.

"What the fuck, Ash?" he said. "This is what you married?"

He pulled on it a little then let it flop down. I heard Ashley hold in a snicker.

Andre took off the rest of his clothes and I couldn't believe how built and ripped he was. It felt unreal and my dick felt the emasculation as well.

Ash started to get up and he put his hand on her shoulder, "Nah nah... stay down there."

She got down on the floor and was biting her lip. He was standing there with a massive boner and walked over to the chair about ten feet away.

"Crawl to me," he said.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing but Ash immediately started slowly crawling over to him. When she go there she sat back on her ass like a fucking dog.

Andre leaned forward and put his hand under her chin and held it with his fingers.

"You've been needing a real man for a long time, haven't you?" he said while staring her in the eyes.

"Oh yeah," she said while smiling.

"You both need someone to guide you. This whole time you've been fucking guys and no one has dominated you the way you need, huh?"

"No, sir," she said. My powerful, sexy wife was like putty in his hands. I'd never seen her like this.

He didn't say anything else but motioned with two fingers for her to come closer. She crawled right in between his legs and started licking his cock.

"Don't forget my balls," he said while looking down at her.

She was on all fours and now sucking and licking his balls. I had an incredible view of her ass and cleanly shaved pussy.

After a minute or so of her working on his balls, he motioned for her to get up. Again, he didn't say a word and she obeyed.

She was standing right in front of him sporting just the crotchless panties. He put one hand on her hip and slid his other between her legs. I saw his strong, black fingers run between her legs from behind. I realized then I was rock hard. A full erection outside of the cage.. it felt like Christmas.

He was rubbing her pussy then stopped suddenly.

"Cuck, come here." I went to her side.

"Feel this." He pointed to her pussy. "You suck at shaving pussy, are you trying to give me rug burn?"

I said I thought I'd done a good job and he said, "Take her back in there and try again." He didn't push Ash but he "dismissed" her in a way that made her feel like a piece of meat. Something she was realizing she absolutely loved.

We got into the bathroom and she got on the counter and put her feet on my shoulders as I knelt.

"Oh my fuck this is hot," she said, "I'd get it right this time." She was staring at me. I actually used shaving cream this time and even went against the grain a little.

"Just don't cut me," she laughed.

I was laser focused while she kept talking, "I can't believe you're out of your cage... you're going right back in when he leaves."

She was basically murmuring at this point and I could tell she was incredibly turned on, "I hope he ramps it up a notch. This isn't anything new yet... besides him making you re-shave my pussy."

I finished and she said again I'd better be sure. She reached down and felt it then nodded in approval. Her finger lingered and I could tell she wanted to cum bad.

We walked back out and Andre was sitting on the couch completely naked, his cock only semi erect at this point.

"Let me check it," Ash walked over and he ran his fingers over it, "much better, cuck."

He had her sit next to him on the couch and they were both turned looking at me.

"How long has it been since you came?" he said with a smirk.

"I believe its only 17 days so far," I said trying to sound confident.

"You know, one thing I love doing to the cuck is really driving it home. Call me cruel or whatever... but that's the part of this that gets me off. Besides fucking your beautiful wife, of course." he said.

She said "Aww" and leaned her head into his chest.

I wanted to roll my eyes. Oh yes, he was being so sweet right now.

"We're going to watch you jack off then you're going to watch us with a clear mind and not in your little submissive bitch state you're in now."

I thought, "Joke's on him, I'm always a submissive bitch."

I had jacked off in front of bulls before but this did feel more demeaning than usual. I really don't know why.

I was still standing there and he motioned with his hand for me to go.

"Hurry up, I want to fuck your wife, man."

My dick was mostly soft again but I started going with both of them staring at me. It got relatively hard and it only took about thirty seconds before I came. If you've ever waited to cum for this long then done this, your balls ache a lot.

When I was about to cum he told my wife to stand up and go to me.

"Get it all in your hand," he said.

She looked back at him confused.

"Catch the cum in your hand," he reiterated less patiently.

She did. She cupped her hand over the end of my dick and caught the massive load I emptied.

"Ew," was all she said.

A little was dripping off her hand and I was already in post-nut clarity world. Yes, I had been here before and yes, it's still a challenge.

"Rub it on his face," he directed.

She laughed and he smiled.

She didn't hesitate. She put her hand flat on one of my cheeks and I felt the smear and familiar salty taste as she rubbed it all over my face and even into my short beard I kept.

He sat there with a smile on his face.

"Now wash your hands. I don't want that shit on me," he said.

As she walked away he said quietly, "I know shes on the pill and I don't use condoms anyways. Let's go to the bedroom."

I wasn't going to argue unless Ashley protested. Spoiler alert, she didn't.

She was washing her hands in the bathroom in our bedroom. When she walked out, Andre and I were there.

He walked over to her and picked her up with her legs around him. They started kissing and I knew she was going to be cumming hard. This was going to be special.

He tossed her onto the bed and she laughed. Before she even finished laughing he'd grabbed her and flipped her over. He got on his knees behind her and she was on all fours.

Andre reached up and pushed her shoulders down and said, "Ass up."

She definitely didn't argue that. He then slapped her ass hard. I could see a red mark very quickly and she winced. I was super close to saying something and I heard her say something.

Andre asked what she said because it was muffled. She moved the pillow out of her face and said, "Do that again!"

I felt my balls shriveling.

She smacked the same cheek again and then the other one just as hard. She groaned and the groan turned into a moan as she writhed in the pleasure of the pain.

Again, pretty new territory here and there I was with a clear mind witnessing it all.

Andre finally had to have her pussy and before I knew it he was inside of her. He looked at me behind him.

"Get over here. Get a good view."

I went over where I was standing next to him, just off the bed.

"On your knees, man" he said.

I dropped immediately. I had an incredible view of him inside of my wife. I don't know what came over me but I let out a "thank you," when I saw it.

He took a couple of slower thrusts, checking alignment I guess, then started pounding her harder than I'd ever seen. I felt like it had to be hurting her but she was getting loud and it sounded like she was loving it.

He looked over at me on the floor and smirked. "You can't do this for her, can you?"

"No, sir," I said. My mouth was dry.

"Know that, cuck. Know that I own this pussy now."

"Yes, sir," I said quietly.

He smacked her ass several times, each time harder than the last.

The cum on my face was drying. My limp dick hung there. My wife was being dominated in front of me. Being this submissive after you've cum is the sign of a true cuck.

Andre directed me to move up to my wife's head and told her to turn her head to look at me.

As she did this it revealed her mascara smearing onto my pillow case and her hair becoming matted to her sweaty face. Her mouth was hanging open and she winked at me as she started to smile.

Right then he put his hand on the side of her head, impressive reach, and was pushing it into the bed.

I think I mentioned she's super loud in bed. Well, she was screaming "oh my god!" over and over at this point. She started shaking pretty violently.

"Its ok, cuck. This is what a woman's body should do," Andre managed to say before she let out an animalistic yell as she came on his cock.

He didn't slow down. She was still convulsing but he held her hips like a vice grip and kept going.

When she finally got past the super sensitive stage she was back into her euphoria.

Andre grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. She went up to all fours. He had her hair wrapped around his fist and was holding it. I could tell it hurt a little but again, she didn't stop anything or hint at wanting me to do so.

She put her left hand on my hip and I wondered if she was going to ask me to tell him to ease up. Her hand then slid down and she found my balls. She gripped them tightly and I winced.

I heard Andre laugh as Ashley made sure I was feeling some pain along with her.

The second orgasm seemed like it snuck up on her. She jolted and then her eyes opened super wide as she leaned back on his cock and came all over him.

This time he pulled out and turned and spun her around. He grabbed her hair again as he stood up on the bed. He held her head firmly in front of his dick as he was jacking off. She opened her mouth and he sharply said, "Close it."

If there's one thing my wife never wanted to do with me, well, it is anal. A close second would be cumming on her face.

There wasn't any permission asked for as Andre unleashed a massive load on her face from forehead to chin. He held her there with his powerful grip and she had her eyes shut taking it on the face.

He finally ran out of cum in his balls and let her hair go. She looked so beautifully disgusting.

He plopped down and propped up on a pillow while looking at the aftermath and smirking.

"How are you feeling?" he asked her.

"Amazing. Fucking amazing," she said as she used her fingers to get the cum off of her eyes.

She was breathing heavily. Ash started to get up to go to the bathroom and Andre stopped her.

"Here's the thing. Neither of you can wash the cum off of your faces tonight. Sleep with it and wash it off in the morning."

I could tell she didn't love the idea because it'd get on her pillow case and such but she said, "Yes, sir." She was submitting to him the way I'd submitted alone to our past bulls.

I felt excited about it. It was new territory but also made me not feel alone in my submission, if that makes sense.

He took a shower while we tidied up. Some cum was still dripping from Ashley's face and I could tell she felt humiliated. I wasn't sure what she was thinking.

She walked back into the room holding my cage, "Clean your dick and put this back on." She tossed it to me then the key.

I handed her back the key and she looked at me in the eye, "Is this was you feel all the time? Completely exposed and degraded?"

I chuckled, "Yeah, not a fan?"

She looked emotional and said, "It's like all I want to do is whatever he says. I don't understand."

I put my hand on her shoulder like she was buddy or some shit and said, "Stop trying to understand it, just embrace it."

The shower turned off and she walked into the bathroom and took him a fresh towel.

He continued to walk around naked while I was just in my cage now and Ash was sporting my key around her neck again with just her crotchless panties.

Her ass was so red from the slaps. He got dressed and Ash walked him to the front door. When he left we all said bye like it'd just been a normal night.

Right when the door closed Ash grabbed my hand and we walked to bed. We got in bed and she put her cum-covered face on my chest, put her arms around me, and sighed with an "I love you.." on the end of it.

I could feel the change in my wife. Almost like she'd been "put in her place" and while she wasn't comfortable with it yet, was welcoming it.

She was still my Queen, always will be, but to Andre she was his slut. It had happened fast but that had never stopped us before, it wouldn't stand in the way this time.

Andre texted us both when he got home and said it was a hot night and hoped we had a good time. We laughed because it was such a nice text. I joked that maybe he realized he was a little extreme.

Ashley texted back, "We talked about it and that was one of the hottest nights of our lives."

He replied, "One of!?! I better step my game up."

She laughed at that text and we fell asleep covered in cum and sleeping in a pool of fluids.