I'm Just a Gigolo, Ch 06

In this chapter, Daniel is hired to breed a woman who's husband is both infertile and a willing cuckold. This chapter contains breeding, oral and anal sex, lesbian and gay sex, public sex, cuckolding, sph, and cuckold and slut public humiliation. JohnnyGalt once again provided the most important task of editing to improve on my work. This is a copyrighted piece of intellectual property, and not to be edited, altered, changed or published in any other formats including, written, audio and video, without the author's written permission. © Copyright 2025

I'm Just a Gigolo, Ch 06

The Cuckold's Wife

"Do you know what an FLR is?" Julie asked me.

"Is it an infrared device to see things in the dark?" I asked, wondering why she was asking.

Julie laughed, "I think you're referring to a FLIR. No, it's a Female Led Relationship, which means the wife wears the pants in the family."

"This relates to me how?"

I was 24, and I'd been an escort for just over three years, already the highest paid male escort they had. I'd been the highest for the last year, fairly soon after I started.

"I have a client who wants to take her FLR to the next level."

"What's the next level?"

"She wants to cuckold him, and have someone breed a baby into her. I want you to take the job. It's in mid-September for five days."

About a month away. I knew that some of the male escorts had inseminated other female clients before me. A couple of the guys had helped lesbian couples conceive, and a couple of single women wanted to have a baby without getting married. I hadn't done anything like it yet. There might be two issues I might have with this concept, which I hadn't worked out. The first was, I hadn't really put a lot of thought into having progeny of mine walking around the world, and how I'd feel about not being around as their father. Second, if I did do it, would I be on the hook for financial expenses at some point. The second point was the easiest to answer.

"Am I going to have to help raise the kid financially?"

"Both husband and wife will sign a contract relieving you of any financial responsibility for any child you help father. You have to sign one giving up any parental rights to the child."

"Is the guy likely to shoot me for banging his wife?"

"That can't be completely known. The wife doesn't think so. The husband has been in a submissive state for over four years, and in chastity for three, but this is the next step forward, so things could change. Obviously, you need to update your medical status. We need to make sure you're clean before you start fucking Mrs. Bloomquist with that wonderful dick of yours. She'll also have to provide proof to us that she won't give our star any cooties. Before you each accept the contract, she wants to meet you. It might answer some questions you have."

"When and where does she want to meet?"

"Whenever and wherever it's convenient to you."

"Mel's Diner in Queens at ten tomorrow morning would work for me. Mrs. Hegge usually boots me out by eight. Gives me a chance to shower and change clothes. Book me an appointment for the doctor on Wednesday."

"I'll text you the time for the appointment, not to interfere with your Wednesday date at six."

"Okay. Have her wear a red blouse or something to make sure I recognize her. How old is she?"

"Thirty-six. She wants to have two kids before the age of forty, so if the first one works out, you might get another."

"Got it. Thanks Julie."

"Go get 'em, tiger."

******

I was sitting in Mel's at 9:45 with a cup of coffee, telling the waitress I'd be having breakfast when my guest arrived at ten.

About four minutes to, a handsome woman of the right age walked in wearing a red blouse, and she looked like she was looking around for someone. I figured that was me. I stood up and waved my hand at her, making myself more obvious. She saw me and waved back as she headed for my table. I remained standing and held her chair for her when she sat down. She had auburn hair, brown eyes, about 5-7 and around 120 pounds, truly a lovely girl. I'd definitely enjoy fucking her.

"Daniel Bancroft, I presume?" She asked.

"The same."

"Liz Bloomquist. I'm pleased to meet you." She extended her hand, and I did what I usually did when a woman gave me her hand, I kissed the back of it, brushing my lips across her knuckles. She blushed.

"I'm going to have breakfast. Can I order you anything?"

"Coffee and a danish would be fine. I ate earlier."

I waved at my waitress to let her know I was ready to order, and when she arrived, ordered the special for me, and coffee with danish for her. She wanted cream and sugar with hers, which got filed away for later.

"I don't usually meet clients before a date, Mrs. Bloomquist. What's on your mind?"

"Are you familiar with willing cuckold relationships?"

"I know what a cuckold is, and I do have dates with a lot of married women, but when you say willing cuckold relationships, I'm not exactly certain what you're referring to."

"My husband wants me to have sex with other men. He actually said he'd prefer watching me have sex with other men to having sex himself. I haven't done so before now, but he's infertile, and I want two children, so it's time to take him up on his offer."

We stopped when the waitress came back with her danish and coffee. It was a sensitive topic.

"Why don't you tell me a little about yourself and your husband?"

"Lars and I got married six years ago. It was a normal marriage for a couple years, but when I tried getting pregnant and couldn't, he was tested and found to be infertile. Lars told me I should let a 'real man' get me pregnant, since he couldn't. He's submissive anyway, and he told me to take charge of our marriage, and he'd do whatever I wanted to do. I love my husband, Daniel, and at first I resisted his entreaties, but I did begin leading the marriage. There are benefits to me. Despite having a job, he does most of the housework. A year after I started controlling the marriage, he told me to put him into chastity, to lock up his cock, since it was worthless in giving me a child anyway. I put his cock in a cage and he provides most of my sexual pleasure orally. He's quite good at it.

"I still resisted his desire for me to have sex with other men, but I do want to have children. A friend of mine had used you after her divorce and told me that if I was going to have sex with someone, it should be you. I've decided to accede to my husband's wishes and give him what he wants, and give me what I want, which is two children."

We paused again when my breakfast came. If anything, the conversation was even more loaded.

As soon as she left, I asked, "Are you sure Lars will really accept me impregnating you?"

"I'm fairly confident, as we're not going to have children any other way unless we adopt, or I take another man's sperm through an IVF procedure. If Lars can't give me a baby and another man has to provide the sperm anyway, I'd prefer having sex to getting pregnant in a lab."

"I guess I can understand that."

"Lars wants to go full blown cuckold when we do this. Julie Myers indicated that you won't have sex with men, but Lars was hoping that in addition to his cleaning my pussy when you cum inside of me, he could clean the cock of the man who was breeding me. You wouldn't have to suck his cock or fuck him, but he does want to clean you off."

If I closed my eyes, would I be able to tell if it were a man or woman sucking my cock? I suppose if Lars had facial hair I could tell. Might be able to tell anyway. The thought weirded me out some, but so had smacking balls together when I double penetrated a woman with another dude the first time, but I'd gotten over that, and done it a couple times since. Regardless of what my body parts were touching, I was still fucking a woman. This wouldn't be that though. At least it would only be for cleaning, not an orgasm, which would definitely be worse.

"I'm not inclined to, but I wouldn't say absolutely not, at this point. I'll let it percolate awhile and see how I feel when the time comes."

"I appreciate that." She pulled out a piece of paper from her purse. "These are websites that Lars asked me to visit when he told me he wanted to be cuckolded four years ago. Except for the actual cuckolding, I try to stick to the scripts other cuckolds say they enjoy, They involve making fun of my husband's manhood, by mocking his locked up cock and small balls, and his inability to give me children. We have role played me picking up a stud in a bar and using a big dildo to fuck myself while mocking my husband's insignificant cock. I do admit that I can cum much easier with a big dildo than with my husband's penis."

"Is he that small?"

"Around five inches, fully hard, and on the thin side. He used to be big enough to get me off at least once each time he penetrated me, but since using a big dildo all the time, he usually needs to lick me for me to cum now. Since you don't have any experience with cuckolding, perhaps you could check those websites to get background on what Lars wants. To a certain extent, since he's not getting regular sex with me, this is what helps him get off, even if he doesn't cum."

"How often does he get sex with you?"

"He licks me every day. I release him from his cage once a week for a hand job while I peg his ass. I give him a blow job once a month if I consider he's obeyed me very well. He gets to put his cock in my pussy on his birthday, and our anniversary."

Considering I was having sex an average of four times per day, I couldn't imagine getting hand jobs four times a month and a blow job once a month if I was good. That would put me over the edge.

"Does he ever get to masturbate?"

"No, as he's caged until I release him for his weekly hand jobs and ass fucking."

I shook my head. To each his own, I guess, but I couldn't imagine living life like Lars.

"How is this supposed to work?"

"I'm tracking my cycle, and we want you to come to our house two days before my most fertile day and for two days after. Five days of pounding your sperm into my pussy as much as you can. Next month, it should be on the second Wednesday of September, so we'll need you from Monday morning until Friday night. Lars is taking the week off so he can watch. While you're there, you'll be in charge of the house, almost as if you're our Bull. A Bull is the term for my primary lover, who is normally the Dominant of the household. You'll be fucking me in my marital bed. Lars will cook us meals and anytime you don't have him doing some other things around the house, he'll be watching you breed me."

"What if you don't get pregnant?"

"We'd like you to try again the following month. Since Lars is infertile and I haven't fucked any other men until now, I got off birth control four years ago. My womb should be ripe for breeding, so we're both hoping that I'll get pregnant the first time, although once I've started having sex with you, I'd like to continue having sex with you once a month, until you breed me for my second child, reminding Lars that he's secondary to our new Bull and the father of my baby. Except for when you're breeding me, I'll even give you my ass, something I've never given my husband."

"Tell me what you expect when I show up?"

"For you to take complete charge of me and Lars. Order him to undress me for you, to lick my pussy to prepare me for your big cock, even tell me to lick your ass. I want to be your little slut, and for you to make Lars your cuckold bitch."

"I'll review the material you gave me. I think this is a go. I'm not sure about Lars sucking my dick yet, but I doubt I'll have issues with the rest."

"Thank you, Daniel."

I'd done a couple of Dominant scenes before, so I figured there was something I needed to do now considering what Liz told me she wanted me to do when I arrived next month.

"Stand up."

"Okay."

"Not okay, say 'Yes, Master,' or 'Yes, sir.' Get used to addressing me as such."

"Yes, Master."

"Take off your panties and give them to me."

Liz looked around a little. We hadn't hit the lunch rush yet, so the place was relatively deserted. Still, there were fifteen or so people in the diner. Nevertheless, she pulled her panties down her legs and handed them to me.

"You forgot to say, 'Yes, sir' when I gave you that order. The next time I see you, you'll be punished for that infraction. Five swats for forgetting to respond correctly, and five more for not obeying instantly. When you get home, tell Lars you've found your Bull, and he's going to breed you."

Liz shivered. "Yes, Master."

"You can leave now. I'll take care of your bill. No more underwear for you. Leave it off from now on."

"Yes, sir. Thank you so much, sir. I look forward to serving you, Master."

"Mind that you do."

"Yes, sir." Liz looked wobbly as she left the diner, and she had to hold her dress down when a gust of wind hit her as she left. She wasn't fast enough to stop me from seeing her ass. It was a fine ass.

******

I spent at least ten hours researching cuckolds, willing cuckolds, hotwives, and the like over the next week in my spare time. I thought having worked as a gigolo for three years already, I would have been exposed to everything before now. I had not. I'd been on the fringes of it, and seen it a couple of times, but this was my first time as a Bull.

I'd fucked other women in front of their husbands before, but in those instances, it had been more like swinging. The husband might watch me fuck his wife, even in their bed, but this was way beyond that. Sometimes, we might fuck her together, or he would be fucking a female escort, or even a male one right beside us. They liked using escorts for their swinging because they were getting someone who was frequently tested, and with whom there would be no emotional drama, because we were fucking for money, not love, and they knew that.

Cuckolds were a completely different animal, and Liz was right. They almost had to be submissive masochists to put up with the physical or emotional abuse they got. Not only was I replacing Lars in his bed, I was replacing him in Liz's womb, and I'd make fun of him while doing so.

I spent another ten to fifteen hours making a plan of attack. Making careful notes of how I'd proceed when I met both of them, I prepared almost as if I was rehearsing for a play. I also snagged some props from a sex toy shop. I hoped they'd appreciate how much work I was putting into this for them.

One week before the breeding, we received a clean bill of health for Liz, and sent mine off to her, and our two contracts were signed. One absolving me of financial responsibility, and one waiving any claim I might have on their child, or children, presuming I bred her more than once.

******

I knocked on their door at 8 AM on Monday morning, carrying my bag. I assumed it was Lars who opened the door, although it could have been a servant. A servant might have dressed the same.

"I'm expected," I said, walking past the person as if they weren't there.

Hearing noise to my right, I followed the sounds and found Liz eating breakfast. She looked up upon seeing me, but other than that, didn't move.

"On your knees to greet your Master," I said

"Yes, Master," she said, immediately going to her knees.

The door keeper had followed me. "Are you Lars?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Yes, sir, you worm."

"Yes, sir."

"You're overdressed, Cuck. I want to see why you can't satisfy your wife."

He stood there, not moving. "Do I have to whip your cock and balls, Cuck? Strip, now!"

"No, sir, I mean yes, sir. No to the whipping, yes to the stripping, sir."

He hurriedly removed his clothes, hesitating slightly when he got down to his tighty-whities.

"Everything, cuckold."

Lars stripped off his underwear, exposing his caged cock. He was shivering a little, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides, although the house was warm enough. He was maybe 5-10 or slightly taller, thin, almost hairless on his chest, a little bushy around his prick, the hair almost covering his cage, given how short his caged cock was. Maybe an inch, not much more.

I dug into my bag and pulled out a frilly pair of pink panties. "Put these on. You don't deserve to wear male clothes, cuckold."

He slipped them on over his hips. They were low cut, and even with that, you couldn't see much evidence of a dick.

"No wonder your wife needed a Bull. Your little toy pecker couldn't satisfy any woman, could it cuckold?"

"No, sir."

"Follow me, cuckold."

I walked over to where Liz knelt on the floor. "Do you have panties on, slut?"

"No, Master."

"Show me."

Liz opened her robe and showed me her bare hips. She had a small landing strip, but was otherwise shorn of hair.

"Are you wet, slut?"

"Yes, sir."

"Since when?"

"Since you told me to kneel, Master."

"Show me. Push a couple fingers up your cunt and show me how wet you are."

Liz shoved two fingers up her twat and pulled them out, slick with her juices.

"Does my slut ever get that wet for you, cuckold?"

"No, sir."

"Release my cock, slut. Show your cuckold what I'm going to be breeding you with."

Liz extracted my cock from my pants. I was already half hard from the interactions with the couple.

"You have a beautiful cock, sir. Angie told me I'd love it."

"Do you love it?"

"Yes, sir. It's very long and thick. It's even bigger than my dildo, sir."

"Show me how much you love it, slut."

Wrapping her lips around my cock crown, Liz, licked and sucked the head, trying to get as much of my cock into her mouth as she could. She was not an expert by any means, but given what she practiced on, to be expected. I let her work me up to full size.

"That's good, slut. Cuckold I want you to beg me to fuck your wife and plant a baby in her womb."

"Please, sir. I want you to fuck my wife and give her the baby she so richly deserves."

"Not bad, but I think you could show more feeling. Why don't you try it from your knees."

Lars knelt down.

"Please, Master. Fuck my beautiful wife in a way that I'm incapable of doing, and give her a baby, a baby I'm not man enough to give her."

"Better. Stand up, slut."

She stood and I turned her and pushed her torso down over the kitchen table where she'd been eating. I lifted the bottom of her robe and pushed into her wet pussy. Liz climaxed as I claimed her for the first time.

"Do you like my cock, slut."

"Yes, Master. You've already made me cum, and you barely started fucking me."

"Is my cock better than your husband's, slut?"

"Much, much better, Master."

"Do you ever want his worthless prick inside of you again?"

"Never, Master."

"Is this my pussy now, slut?"

"Yes, Master. It's your pussy to fuck and breed. I want you to fuck a child into me." Liz climaxed again, very quickly considering how briefly we'd been fucking. "I'm cumming again, sir. You're turning me into your slut."

"That wasn't hard. You already recognized Lars' cock was worthless, and locked it away. A vibrant slut such as yourself needs a big hard dick fucking her on occasion, doesn't she?"

"Yes, Master. Lars hasn't satisfied me for years without using his mouth."

"Where do you want my baby makers, slut?"

"Deep inside my womb, finding my egg and breeding me, Master."

I hadn't cum since yesterday morning when I left my last client. I wasn't going to last long in Liz's tight twat. I still managed to make Liz cum again before I made my first deposit into her fertile body, grunting and driving as deep as I could to plant my seeds as far as I could. Lars seemed to be grimacing in pain, and I realized his cock was trying to get hard, but had nowhere to go.

I pulled out as my cock began shrinking. I cleaned my cock off in Liz's hair. "Clean up that mess, cuckold. I want you to dig as deep into that pussy as you can. I want to come back next month to breed my slut, so try to get it all so I can spend another five days fucking her."

As expected, Lars planted his face in his wife's pussy and did his best to extract every drop of cum I'd injected into her. He couldn't get it all no matter how hard he tried, but his face was coated with my cum when he finished. I told him to leave it on his face so he could soak in his wife's breeding.

"Show me your bedroom, cuckold. I'll be kicking you out. Make sure you move everything you need for the next week out of it. The only reason you get to enter it from now on, is to watch me plant a baby into your wife."

"Yes, Master."

"Finish the rest of your breakfast, slut, then come to the bedroom for your spanking."

"Yes, Master."

I grabbed my bag, then followed Lars to the master bedroom. I took several non-clothing items out of it, including two collars, a leather paddle, and a whip, and laid them on the bed where Lars could see them.

"Get your shit out of here, cuck. When you get it all moved out, I want you to go into the bathroom and shave off all of your hair below your head. I don't want any left on your body. If you're going to be a girl, you're going to look like a girl."

"Yes, Master."

It didn't take long for Lars to get what he thought he needed from the room and master bath, then he left as Liz came in.

"Undress me, slut. Hang up my clothes."

"Yes, Master."

I let Liz undress me, then she hung up all of my clothes but my underwear. When she was done, I showed her the paddle.

"I want you to get over my lap and I'm going to spank your bare ass for your impertinence and failure to quickly obey me. I want you to count each stroke as it lands on your posterior, then thank me for each one."

"Yes, Master."

I sat on the bed and Liz lay down on my lap and I used my hand to give her ten stiff swats. Quiet tears ran down her face, but Liz didn't cry out or sob out loud. She counted each one, then thanked me. When I finished, her ass was a beautiful shade of red, and I had another erection. I bent her over the bed the same as she'd been bent over the kitchen table and I fucked her again. I had more stamina this time, and I wasn't as impatient, so she got a nice steady, slow fucking that had her begging for my cock.

Lars finished shaving himself and he returned to watch me plowing his wife with long, deep strokes, Every time she cried out in orgasm, he flinched as if his dick hurt, and I was sure that it did. After a good, twenty minute fucking, I made deposit number two in Liz's fertile pussy. When I finished this time, I had Lars lie on the bed and for Liz to ride his face.

"Slut, push that seed out of your pussy. I want to fuck you again next month, so feed the cuck my cum, so I can take you in front of him again in the future."

"Yes, Master."

"Cuck, suck that cum right out of her pussy. Taste what a man's cum is like. I want to turn your wife into my personal brood mare. I intend to fuck a lot of babies into her. She'll crave my cock filling her with my cum. You saw how much she loves my cock, how much she orgasmed as I fucked her."

Lars moaned, but kept licking.

"Her pussy belongs to me now. You used to be able to shove your cock into your wife's pussy twice a year, on your birthday and your anniversary, cuckold. Your anniversary fuck belongs to me now. I'm the only one who can fuck her on your anniversary. If I'm not here, no one will fuck her. The only time you can shove your pitiful little prick into her pussy from now on, is your birthday. Once each year, you can put it in your wife's pussy, and you probably won't last a minute."

With a groan, Lars' cock cage started leaking sperm as he'd cum inside of it.

"You'll lick up your own cum, Cuck. Don't let your pitiful boy juice get on the bed sheets. Do it now. You can go back to cleaning your wife's pussy after you clean up your own mess."

Liz got off his face momentarily while Lars spooned up his sperm on his fingers and shoved it into his mouth. When he'd gotten most of it, she sat back down on his messy face. Five more minutes of riding his face and I was pretty sure Lars had all he was going to get.

"Where does my cum belong, slut?" I asked

"Inside my body, sir."

"Then clean up my cock and make sure you put it where it belongs."

"Yes, Master.

I let Liz lick and suck my cuck until only saliva coated it.

"Both of you kneel," I ordered.

I waited until both of them were on their knees. I picked up the first collar off the bed.

"Does your pussy belong to me, slut?"

"Yes, Master."

"I think you should wear signs of my ownership, shouldn't you?"

"Yes, Master."

I put the collar around her neck and locked it on, putting the key to the lock on a chain around my neck. "This collar says that you're Dan's Breeding Slut. It's locked on, and you won't be able to remove it without my permission and the key. You're mine now."

"Yes, Master." She shivered again. I suspected that Liz was a submissive forced into being Lars' dominant because he was the more submissive of the two. What she really longed for was someone to own her. She'd given every indication during our little pre-date chat, that she wanted to submit as a slut to a strong male, and I was going to be that male.

I picked up the other collar.

"Cuck, this collar says that you're Dan's Cuckold Sissy. If you put it on, I'm going to lock it on your neck and you'll wear it until I take it off, even when you go back to work."

I waited. A minute passed, then two, while both Liz and I watched to see what Lars would do. He finally put the collar on his own neck and fastened it.

"Good boy, Cuckold." I locked the collar on. "We don't want there to be a question of who's child it is when slut's belly begins to swell, do we?"

"No, Master."

I had Liz lie on the bed and I put a temporary tattoo on her lower belly over her mons. It read, 'Dan's Baby', then an arrow pointing to her stomach. I had Lars lie on the bed and put a temporary tattoo on him reading 'Inferior Cock and Sperm', with an arrow pointing to his caged cock.

"These tattoos last approximately six months unless I use a special liquid to remove them. Needless to say, I didn't buy any of the liquid." I patted her belly, then shoved a couple fingers up her pussy. "You're wet, slut. Do you need another breeding."

"Yes, Master."

"First I'm going to fill your ass with an anal plug to start preparing it for my cock, then I want you to beg for my cock and tell your husband how much you want my superior cock to breed you."

"Please, Master. Prepare my ass for your superior cock so that you can own it the way you own my pussy. Then, Master, I beg that you fuck your fertile slut and plant your child in my womb. I need your cock, Master, to satisfy me in a way I've never been satisfied before, by anyone, including my husband. His sperm is worthless. His cock is worthless. It's why I locked it up. I need your cock, Master, to satisfy my need for a man and a baby."

"That is very good begging, slut. I'm impressed."

"Thank you, Master."

I dug in my bag again, coming out with the smallest of the plugs I'd purchased, only about an inch thick at it's widest, and a bottle of lube. I told Lars to grease it up and put in Liz to prepare her for anal sex the last night I was here.

Lars obeyed my order and plugged Liz's pucker. I then made Lars stand on the bed and hold her legs up. I pulled her hips to the edge of the bed and fucked her again. She liked this fucking even more than the first two. I suspected the anal plug had something to do with it. It helped my own arousal to feel it next to my cock. I don't think she stopped moaning the whole time I railed her. The entire time, Lars stood over her and watched my thick prick repeatedly plunge back and forth into his wife's fertile pussy. His cock was trying to squeeze out of his steel cage, without any luck, and lots of pain.

When I pulled out, Lars was back on his knees doing his best to extract my cum out of Liz's pussy, while she did what she could to clean off my cock. It was erotic having this much control over a married couple. I could see the appeal of Dominance as a lifestyle.

"Have you eaten enough cum yet?" I asked Lars when he finished with Liz's pussy.

"No, sir."

"Good. I'm going to be filling her pussy several more times today. Before I fuck her again, you have something more to do cuckold."

"What, Master?"

"Wednesday is your most fertile day, isn't it, slut?"

"Yes, Master."

"Cuck, I want you to call five of your biggest rivals at work. You're going to invite them for a nice dinner here at seven, on Wednesday. Just the rivals, men or women, not their significant others. At the end of the dinner, I'm going to breed Slut in front of them. You'll undress her in front of them, then ask me to breed a baby into her, and I will do so as they watch. You are not to tell them why they're really coming. Give them any excuse you want. Any questions?"

Lars shivered again. "No, Master," he whispered, nearly unable to get the words out.

"Good, Cucky. There's no point in letting anyone believe you've any manhood left, is there, since you've surrendered your wife's pussy to me?"

"No, Master."

"Go on, get to it, after which you can make me lunch. A nice chef's salad, say."

"Yes, Master."

I waited until he was out of the room. "Is this what you meant when you said you wanted me to take charge when I got here?"

"Yes, Master."

"Am I being too hard on him?"

"I don't think so, Master. He put the collar on himself. This is what he wants. Knowing he was going to wear his collar at work, he already accepted people would know. I think you're doing quite well. Better than I expected, actually, considering you said you had no experience with willing cuckolds."

"I'm glad you think so, because your task is to invite your five best girlfriends but not their significant others to the same dinner. I'm going to fuck you in front of them as well. I want five guests, so if your first five can't attend, invite someone else."

Liz started shaking. "Fuck, Master, I'm cumming."

"Without my permission. Five more swats, Slut. Get busy. Once you're done, you can join me in bed."

"Yes, Master."

I lay down and listened as Liz invited five of her friends for dinner on Wednesday night. One of them couldn't make it due to a prior commitment, so she had to invite a sixth. When Liz finished, she joined me in the bed and we kissed as I caressed her. That's how Lars found us when he announced lunch was ready.

I got up naked and didn't put anything on, letting my meat dangle for Lars to anticipate the next time I would fill up his wife. When we reached the table, I saw three places were set, but I pulled Liz's dish beside me, then sat her in my lap.

"Did you get five guests, Cuck?"

"One of them had some family thing with his wife and children."

"Then call someone else. I want five of your business rivals here watching you surrender your wife to me."

"Yes, Master."

"Now."

I began feeding Liz as Lars had to make two more phone calls in order to find his fifth guest. One of them was a man, who had to beg off for a business meeting. The next one was a female, Pam. He explained that he was exploring a new advertising campaign for a major client and wanted to discuss various ideas. She agreed to come to dinner, although she said she might have to leave early. It sounded like it might be for a date, but she didn't specify. Of course, the total number invited was immaterial. By noon the next day, everyone at his work would have heard what happened. Lars would be thoroughly cuckolded amongst his colleagues and Liz's friends, who'd tell their spouses, and eventually, the other neighbors or friends.

Of course, as I fed Liz (and myself), I had to kiss her and fondle her in front of Lars. He had trouble maintaining his attention during his phone calls as I caressed a breast, or sucked on a taut, hard nipple, or shoved fingers into her tight little snatch. I'm sure her moans must have been heard by the people he called, and perhaps they wondered if Lars was watching porn as he called them.

When Lars finished his call, I said. "Good boy," as I made Liz cum on my fingers. I fed her pussy juice to her, and she eagerly licked it from my fingers. Lars had made a very good chef's salad, and I was enjoying it.

"What are you making for supper Wednesday, Cucky?"

"Pot Roast, sir."

"Buy three or four bottles of good wine to go with that."

"Yes, sir."

"When does the cuckold usually get his hand job and ass fucking?" I asked.

"Friday night, Master," Liz answered, panting, close to another orgasm.

"I guess Friday comes early this week. I want to watch you with him. After he cums, don't lock him up again until I've finished making my fourth baby deposit."

"Yes, Master."

I helped with the dishes, still fondling and kissing Liz as much as I could during the process, keeping her and the cuckold on edge.

I got a glass out of the cupboard as we worked, without telling anyone what it was for. Liz used a vibrating strapless to fuck her husband, around seven or so inches long and an inch and a half wide, so bigger than he was, but still smaller than me. She unlocked his cage, and his cock immediately shot up to his full erection. As she'd said, Lars was a little over five inches long and fairly skinny, maybe an inch wide. My limp cock was bigger than his erection in width. I made sure to point that out to Liz and him.

"No wonder you needed a real man to fuck you, slut. I wondered why your pussy was so tight, but it's easy to see now."

"Yes, Master," Liz said. "The difference is striking. I don't know why I resisted when Lars told me I could fuck other men. I should have been doing this for years."

When Liz was ready to fuck him and stroke him off, I tossed her a box of nitrile gloves.

"Use these on your hand. You no longer get to touch Cucky with your bare hands. Your hands belong to me, just as the rest of you does. No kissing either. The only bare skin of the Cuck that gets to touch you is his tongue and lips as he licks superior male cum out of your pussy. I want him gloved from now on when he does that, so his hands don't touch your ass or legs while he's busy cleaning my pussy."

"Yes, Master," Liz said, smiling.

I handed Lars the glass. "Cum inside this glass, Cucky. While you watch my next breeding of your wife, you may masturbate as much as you want, but all of your cum goes in the glass. When I'm finished, you'll drink everything in the glass. The only place your cum deserves to be is in your stomach, or the toilet, but tonight, it's your stomach, unless you want me to whip your cock and balls. Any questions?"

"No, Master."

Liz applied lube to her strapless and Cucky's bung hole. She put on the nitrile gloves and applied lots of lube to them as well. Lars got on his hands and knees and Liz positioned herself behind him.

She slowly eased her faux cock up his ass, then turned on the vibrations. Her gloved hand reached down and stroked his dick as she fucked him. He didn't last long due to the build up today and the arousal he felt from his predicament and getting ass fucked in front of another man. He caught his cum in the glass.

"Again," I ordered. "He didn't even last two minutes.."

Liz kept fucking Lars, and he lasted longer this time, over five, but less than six.

"No stamina either. Another reason for you to fuck a superior male."

Lars started to drink his cum. "Not yet, Cuckold. Let's see how full you can get it. Set it beside the bed and wash off Slut's cock. When you get back you can watch me breed your wife again."

I pulled Liz down to the bed and did what I normally did for one of my dates, I prepared her for my cock with my mouth. I showed both of them that my dick wasn't the only thing Liz was willing to beg for.

When Lars got back, Liz was clutching the sheets like she was trying to strangle them while moaning. "Fuck, Master. You're even better at licking pussy than my husband is, and I thought he was good. Fuck, I'm cumming again. Don't stop, sir. Don't stop. Fuck!"

I didn't stop. I made sure she climaxed four times as Lars watched me turn her into a libidinous slut. When she was prepared for another good shafting, I got over her, my cock poised to enter her fertile hole. I speared into her. She'd been so well prepared, it was a straight shot from just inside to balls deep. Then I made love to her. I turned her inside out with lust. As we fucked, we kissed, her face, her neck, her shoulders, her breasts. Anything I could reach was fair game. I made sure to leave love bites all over her neck and tits, marking her with more than a temporary tattoo, and claiming her in another way.

I'd cum three times previously today, so I wasn't going to cum soon, and I made sure Lars knew it.

"I love your tight pussy, slut. I can fuck this pussy all afternoon long. Do you like my fucking, slut?"

"I love your fucking, Master. I love your big cock. It feels so good to me. I've never felt this way before. Breed me, Master. Fuck me into a coma."

As Lars watched his wife succumb, he wanked. Three times he pulled his pud to an orgasm, adding more and more cum to the glass in his hand. It took forty minutes of hard fucking to add my fourth deposit to Liz's pussy.

"Now, cuckold, you can drink your cum before you clean up my new pussy."

Some of it had started to congeal in the glass, and Lars gagged a little drinking it. He got through it, just so he could bury his face in between Liz's thighs and drink the warm fresh cum soaking her pussy.

"Not yet, cuckold. You need to be caged first, so you aren't even tempted to put your little boy wiener where only men are allowed to go, and what did I tell you about wearing gloves when you touch my new fuck slut. Cage up, glove up, then you can drink down my cum, Cuck."

Lars put on his cage, locking it and giving the key to Liz, then donned gloves so he could plow his face into her well fucked pussy.

"That's a good boy." I said. "If you drink it all down, I'll be back in four weeks fucking her again. I might not even be able to wait that long. Maybe I'll bring her to my house and keep her there until I know she's carrying my child."

Lars whimpered as his cock tried to escape its steel prison as I suggested his wife would be gone for weeks. Liz had been right. Lars was a cuckold through and through. He truly got intense sexual arousal from both seeing and imagining his wife having sex with other men.

"Do you want me to clean your cock, Master?" Liz asked.

"No, we'll be taking a shower," I said. "I think we should clean up a little before I fuck you again."

"Lars, have you ever fucked me more than three times in one day?" Liz asked her husband.

"No, Mistress."

"Master has already fucked me four times and intends to fuck me some more. It's too bad you aren't man enough to do the same, and I have to resort to another man to pleasure me."

"Yes, Mistress."

In the shower as we were washing each other, I asked Liz how she felt things were going.

"Great, Master. One might even think you were a natural Bull. You're doing a splendid job of fucking me. I have no doubt that I'll become pregnant."

"I have to admit to enjoying it, slut. I wasn't sure about the humiliation aspects of taunting Lars, but there is something arousing about inseminating another man's wife while making fun of him, even though I know he had no control of how endowed he is."

"Multiple times today, I've found myself wishing I'd done this sooner, Master. Angie told me I'd love fucking you, and I have. I didn't realize the difference would be so pronounced. Even a big dildo isn't as satisfactory as sex with another person. I was surprised you could lick me as well as Lars does. He gets a lot of practice."

"I do too, and with multiple women, so I have to figure out what each of them enjoys, because you aren't all the same, despite the similarities in physical structure, but even that is different between women, just as cocks are different."

"Yes, sir. That makes sense."

"What I'd like to do next is have you give me your best blow job, slut. I want you licking and sucking my balls, and for you to lick my asshole. I assume you've never done that for Lars?"

"No, Master. I obviously sucked him off, but never licked his hairy balls or asshole."

"Do you swallow his cum, slut?"

"I spit it out, sir."

"I don't want you to swallow today, as we're trying to get you pregnant, but before I leave, you will swallow a load, slut."

"Yes, Master. What should I do when you need to cum?"

"I'll warn you when I'm close, then you'll get on your hands and knees and I'll cum inside of you, then I'll have you clean off my dick and balls and lick my asshole some more while Lars cleans you off."

"Excellent, Master. Have you decided if you're going to let Lars clean you off?"

"On my last day, the last time I fuck you, I'm going to fuck your ass. I'll have the cuckold clean up your asshole and clean my dick."

"Oh, Master, that's so deliciously depraved."

"Not as depraved as you think. You'll be taking enemas to clean out your bowels first. Since it's my last day and I won't be fucking you again that day, if him cleaning me off freaks me out, it won't have affected your breeding."

"Thank you, Master. It's nice of you to think of that."

We ended our shower and dried each other off. We returned to her bedroom and told Lars to join us again.

"Slut, show your cuckold how you worship a real man," I said. "Cuck, kneel beside the bed and watch."

"Yes, Master," both replied.

Liz crawled into bed with me and started worshipping my cock. "Oh, Lars. I can't get all of Master's cock in my mouth. I have no trouble getting all of you down. He's so long and especially fat. I'm not sure my throat could stretch that much."

Having cum four times already, Liz would have to work for her treat. She spent fifteen minutes on my cock, then shifted to my balls, bathing them with her tongue.

"Your balls are so big compared to Lars' little marbles, Master," Liz said, pausing momentarily. "You're just bigger all over. I'm sure your sack is producing billions of swimmers to impregnate me." She returned to licking and sucking my balls, spending another ten minutes on those.

She lifted up, most of my cock and balls glistening with her saliva. "Master, could you please pull your legs up so I can lick your asshole?"

"Of course, slut."

I pulled my legs back and Liz's dainty tongue began licking my pucker. I'd washed thoroughly, so knew she wouldn't be exposed to anything back there. I was a little unprepared when she shoved her tongue up my butt, and not just barely inside, but as deep as she could shove it. That was spicy, and I enjoyed her digging around as if searching for gold.

Lars groaned beside the bed, watching his wife with her tongue up another man's ass. She gave me another ten minute tongue fuck before going back to my balls, while slowly stroking my cock, using her spit as a lubricant. As she got me close, she moved back to my cock, licking and sucking the crown as she fondled my sack with one hand and jacked my cock with the other.

"Do you want me to swallow your cum, Master?" Liz asked, her mouth poised over my dick.

"No, slut. Let's put it in your pussy where it belongs until you're pregnant."

"Yes, sir. Tell me when you're close."

Three more minutes of her tongue flicking my frenulum had me ready.

"Now, slut," I ordered and she quickly got on her hands and knees and I got behind her and slammed in, only needing four or five strokes to cum deep inside her pussy.

"Ah, you little slut. You really know how to worship a real man," I said, squeezing the last couple of drops over her asshole.

"My pleasure, Master."

As soon as I seemed to have finished, I got in front to her, lay down and told her to clean me up, including my ass again. "Cuck, clean that pussy and ass for me."

So far, I'd worked hard today, so I told Liz to take a little nap with me while the cuckold prepared supper to be done at 6:30. Liz cuddled in my arms and we both went to sleep.

******

That evening, after supper, I gave Liz some more spankings for cumming without my permission. I used the paddle this time. I went pretty easy on her, but then I made her ride me reverse cowboy while the cuckold watched her bouncing up and down my pole. Given her sore butt cheeks, it was almost like another spanking, although it didn't stop her from cumming often.

"If you watch closely, Cuck, I'm sure you'll be able to follow the path of my sperm as it travels up my cock to impregnate your wife. She's drained me pretty good so far, but I probably still have more sperm to give her than you would."

He was within six inches of our joining when my balls surrendered the sixth load of cum in her fertile pussy. It wasn't my best effort, I'm sure, given the cum already deposited, but his face still got messy as he cleaned up the mess. I suspected more than half of the mess was hers as she orgasmed often riding my shaft for as long as I lasted.

Before I went to bed with his wife in his bed, I handcuffed him to the bed in the guest room, so he 'wouldn't get any ideas' I said. "You've been pretty well behaved so far, but I am breeding your wife in your bed. Some men might take offense, and maybe you'll grow a pair and I'll wake up with a knife in my chest. I can't let that happen."

I made sure I ate out his wife to a screaming orgasm so he could hear her cum.

After making another baby deposit the first thing in the morning (number 7), I had Liz sit on her husband's face before she released him. He was allowed to take care of his morning business, including a shower, before he had to start on breakfast. As he cooked, I had Liz sitting on my lap again, kissing and cuddling in front of him. I fed her again as we ate, and I got her to cum on my fingers a couple of times as we ate our breakfast.

The morning dishes done, I removed Liz's first plug, and we took another shower, after which I made Lars put on his gloves.

"You're going to put Liz's new plug inside of her ass, but before you do, I'm going to fuck her again. You're going to lick her asshole to prepare her for her new plug. If you lick my cock or balls, faggot, I'll whip yours, so keep your tongue plastered to her asshole and not my junk. When I tell you, add some lube to that new plug and shove it in your wife's ass."

I leaned back enough to make it easier for him to lick his wife's asshole, and he was down there soaking her sphincter in spit for ten minutes before I told him to lube up the new plug and put it in.

While she'd been climaxing during the fucking, putting the plug in her ass caused her orgasms to go through the roof. It wasn't long before I made another baby batter deposit (#8), which Lars got to clean up while she cleaned me.

I'd worked pretty hard breeding the slut, so I just took her to bed for some lazy play time, not plugging her again, but just chatting and kissing like I was her husband. I told Lars to make himself scarce until we needed him again. He could start cleaning the house for his guests tomorrow. He'd occasionally stick his head in the bedroom door to see if I was fucking her again, and sometimes, I'd be licking her, or she'd be lazily sucking my cock, but no fucking for now. I had to pace myself a little.

"Does Lars' family know about his kink?" I asked, running my fingers over and around her hard nipples.

"No, Master."

"Does he have siblings?"

"One brother, one sister, sir."

"Are either of them married?"

"The brother, Master."

"Should we invite either or both of them to watch a breeding?"

"Both, Master."

"Any particular reason?"

"His brother has flirted with me. I think he'd like to get in my pants. I'd like you to tell him in no uncertain terms that my pussy belongs to you and if he touches me, you'll thrash him. He's a bit of an egotistical bastard, and I wouldn't mind cutting him down a peg or two."

I smiled. "That could be fun. Show the wife my cock and see if she's interested?"

"Better yet, Master." She smiled back.

"Cucky," I shouted, "get your ass in here."

"Yes, Master," he said a few seconds later.

"Call your brother and sister and any spouses over for drinks this evening at eight. We should probably tell them I'm going to be providing them with a new niece or nephew."

"Master?" Lars said, a note of panic in his voice.

"You heard me, Cuckold. You don't think it will be obvious when Slut drops a baby and you're infertile?"

"They don't know that, sir."

"About time they learned. You're going to have two or more kids, none of whom will resemble you, and all of them may be taller than their mother and fake father, say six feet tall or more. Besides, your brother has been sniffing around my pussy and I need to put him in his place. This pussy is mine."

"Yes, Master." Quite dejected.

"When they arrive, you can be wearing your pretty pink panties. Make sure they're clean and don't have cum stains on them."

"Yes, sir." Even more dejected.

"If you want your wife to fuck better men, Cucky, you need to expect things like this. If you want, Slut can put lipstick and a wig on you. That way they know their brother is really a sissy in disguise, or we could leave off the panties and show them how your wee willie winkie is locked up?"

"No, Master."

"Good, pink panties it is. Even if your boy clit is locked up, it may be offensive to your sister and sister-in-law. Call them up so they don't make other plans, chop-chop. Let me know when you're done. Are you about ready to fuck again, Slut?"

"Yes, Master. Please fuck me."

I rolled over on top of her and started another breeding. Liz's pussy was getting really attuned to my cock and she was enjoying her breeding more and more each time we fucked. Something sure to add to Lars' cuckold angst. He got back in time to see me finish in her (#9) with a flurry of thrusts and several orgasms on her part, then he put on his gloves and cleaned her up while Liz did the same for me.

We took another shower afterwards, and Liz and I dressed in some casual clothes, while Cucky made supper, nothing too elaborate, and I watched a baseball game while Liz sat in my lap and we canoodled. A nice soup and salad for the evening meal, and then Lars put his pink panties on. I told him to leave off his shirt, which also meant his tattoo was visible. 'Inferior Cock and Sperm'. The head of the arrow disappeared under the pink underwear. His face was nearly as pink as the panties.

As it got close to eight, I had Lars kneel on the floor in the living room while Liz would answer the door and let his siblings in. I sat calmly in the chair waiting. We heard the doorbell and it wasn't long before Liz led three people in. I stood when they entered. They glanced at me, then Lars, then Lars again realizing what he was wearing and what his tattoo said.

Liz said, "Master, this is Sven and Elena Bloomquist, Lars' brother and sister-in-law, and Bloomquist, his sister.

"Guys, the other gentleman present in my Master and Bull, Daniel Bancroft. He's here for a few days breeding a baby into me."

"You fucking bitch!" said. "How dare you treat my brother this way?"

"," I said. "Hold your judgment until you know the full story. At the moment, you know little more than Jack Shit."

"Who the fuck are you?"

"The father of your next niece or nephew."

"That will be the day. I'll see her in hell first."

"Sit the fuck down and shut up," I ordered. She didn't despite my size advantage."Cuckold, speak up. Why am I here?"

"To inseminate Liz, sir."

"How much are you personally paying me to fuck a baby into her?"

"Over $15,000 dollars, sir."

"Why are you paying me to inseminate your wife?"

"Because I'm infertile and can't have children."

"What's the other reason, Cuckold? What's the main reason I'm in your bed?"

"I wanted to see other men fuck Liz."

finally sat down, what Lars was saying finally penetrating her anger.

"Liz, when did the Cuckold tell you to start having sex with other men?"

"Four years ago, Master."

"When did Lars ask you to lock up his cock?"

"Three years ago, Master."

"When's the first time you fucked a man other than your cuckold husband?"

"Yesterday, when you showed up, sir."

"What did Lars do after I arrived and he showed me his insignificant caged cock?"

"He undressed me in front of you and begged you to fuck me and plant a child in my womb, Master."

"Why do you call me your Master?"

"Because I'm tired of being in charge all the time and telling Lars what to do. I wanted a real man to take charge of me and turn me into the slut I wanted to be. You have done so, sir."

"How often has Lars put his cock into you the last three years?"

"On his birthday and our anniversary, sir."

"What is your normal sex life like?"

"I give him a hand job while I fuck him in the ass once a week, and he licks my pussy every day, sir. And once a month, if he's been good, I suck him off. At least I did. I'm not certain you'll allow it anymore, Master"

"Did you consider this sufficient for your needs?"

"No, Master. Although I didn't realize how much I needed more until you started fucking me. That was a revelation."

"That,, is the reason I'm here. Liz did not cuckold her husband until he asked her to. Your brother has a kink. You may not like his kink, but it is his, and has nothing to do with Liz. It was about time his family found out, because he will not be fathering any children, even if he wanted to and could."

"I would have done it for free," Sven said. Elena flinched. I wondered if she knew what a lecherous weasel he was.

"I'm sure your wife is happy to hear about your adulterous impulses," I said, and he flinched, realizing what he'd said. "Which brings up point number two in tonight's discussion. Lars and Liz gave her pussy to me. I own it now, not Liz, and not Lars. It doesn't sound as if Lars cared who got into Liz's pussy, but I do. If I see or hear about you sniffing around my pussy, I will fuck you up. Who's pussy is that, Slut?"

"Yours, Master."

"Who does your ass belong to, Slut?"

"You, Master."

"Who's womb is that, Slut?"

"Yours, Master, and no one else's. I will only have your children, and your cock in me from now on except on Lars' birthday. He gave his husbandly rights to my pussy to you, including his anniversary fuck."

"Why do you love my cock so much, Slut?"

"Because it's so much bigger than Lars' cock, Master, and fills me up so much better than he ever did."

"How big is my cock, Slut?"

"Almost nine inches long, and over two wide."

"Are you wet right now, Slut?"

"Yes, Master."

"Do you want another breeding, Slut?"

"Ever so much, Master. I need the baby that Lars can't give me."

"Are you fertile now, Slut?"

"My prime fertility is tomorrow. I haven't taken birth control in years. Every time you fuck me, millions of sperm are searching for my egg. I need it, sir. I need your cum to fulfill myself as a woman, Master."

"Cuckold, undress your wife for me and beg me to fuck her."

Lars stood up and removed Liz's tee, bra, and shorts. There were no panties. Lars wore the panties in this family. The others were watching in total amazement as Lars stripped his wife in front of us.

"Sir, please fuck my wife and breed a baby into her," Lars said, owning his kink in front of his family for the first time.

"Do you see the object of your desire, Slut?"

"No, Master."

"Why don't you release it, Slut?"

"Yes, Master."

Liz knelt down in front of me and unzipped me and pulled my prick out. The three other's eyes widened as it appeared, nearly erect.

"Worship my cock like the slut you are," I said.

Liz opened wide and began sucking my cock, getting it as hard as it needed to be. When I was ready, I bent her over the chair I'd been sitting on and lunged, filling her pussy completely in a single thrust. She orgasmed, squealing as I filled her. Oh, the moaning, the whimpering, the pleas to be fucked, filled, bred, spilled from her mouth like a running faucet. They all watched fascinated as I fucked Liz in front of them. I finally roared, pulsing out load number ten in the baby sweepstakes. Then they got to see the really kinky shit. Lars put his gloves on so he wouldn't touch her, and knelt behind his wife and cleaned her well fucked pussy, coating his face in my cum.

I just tucked my dick away. Both and Elena watching as I did. Sven watching Liz's pussy and his brother instead.

"I estimate you can welcome a new family member in June," I said. "Slut, you can get dressed again when Cucky is done. You're owed forty swats for cumming without my permission."

"Yes, Master."

"Can I offer you a drink, ladies and gentleman."

"Please," Marie said. "White wine if you have it."

"Elena?"

"I'll have the same." She looked at Lars still working on Liz. "That was quite the reveal. Do you know why you were chosen to do the impregnation?"

"Liz informed me she was referred to me by a friend. I believe her name was Angie."

"You've done something like this before?" asked.

"Nothing quite like this. I actually had to study for this. It was outside my normal frame of reference. Excuse me while I get your wine."

I went into the wine cellar fridge they owned and opened a bottle of white wine, pouring out two glasses, returning to the living room, where Liz was now dressing. I handed one to each of the two women.

"Where's my wine?" Sven asked.

"I didn't know you wanted any. You were so busy watching Lars clean up my pussy you didn't respond when I asked. Did that intrigue you? Do you imagine what it would be like licking the cum of Elena's lover out of her pussy?"

Elena looked at me curiously. I watched her out of the corner of my eye, but I was watching Sven directly. He didn't answer.

"Should I take your silence as a yes?"

"No, no you should not," he finally said.

"As you say. Perhaps the cuckold will get you some wine now that he's done with his dessert."

The men left to get more wine. I told them none for Slut as she might be pregnant. Marie snorted.

"Come, darling," I said to Liz. "Sit by me. I'm sure Lars' family might have some questions."

Liz folded herself onto the couch and I put my arm around her.

"Ask away," I said.

"Do you work for some kind of breeding service?" Marie asked.

"No. I'm an escort, I normally go on dates with women. Liz and Lars wanted a special kind of date. We do provide that service after a client has proved her health and signed a contract that I won't bear any financial responsibility for a child, and I sign one, forgoing any parental rights, so it will be Lars' and Liz's child."

"How much do you cost?" Elena asked.

"He costs a lot," Liz said. "He's the most expensive male escort who works for that agency."

"The sex looked good," Marie said.

"Best sex I ever had," Liz answered, "and that wasn't even the best sex I've had with him. He was putting on a show for you that caused him to rush a little."

"You don't mind being treated like a slut?" Elena asked.

"I asked for him to take charge and to treat me like a slut. Like any good date, Master is being attentive to my needs."

"Why did you fuck Liz in front of us?" Elena asked me.

"Part of being a slut is acting like a slut in front of others. It wound her up to be treated that way in front of you. She wasn't joking about being wet. I normally have to work my cock in a little. It went right in tonight."

"What was that thing in your ass?" Marie asked.

"Master is preparing me for anal sex. Before he leaves, he's going to own my ass the same as he owns my pussy."

Lars and Sven returned, both holding a glass of wine.

"Lars said you were a male escort. How much do you cost?" Sven asked.

"$400 an hour, $2000 a night, $3000 a day, $18,000 a week," I replied. "The Bloomquists have me for five days."

"So for $3000 more, I could have you for another two days, Master?"

"Sorry, Slut. I'm already booked for the weekend," I replied.

"So you only own Liz's pussy for five days," Sven said.

"There was no time limit placed on ownership of her pussy. It's mine from now on. I intend on fucking her whenever I please."

Liz snuggled in a little closer. "How is that going to work, Master?"

"You're going to pay $3000 before I leave, entitling you to 24 hours of my time. At random times which don't interfere with my other bookings, I'm going to come here and fuck you. They will tend to be short, just to remind you that you're my Slut, and I own your pussy. When you've used up all 24 hours, you'll be charged again. This will continue until you no longer want my services. That's when my ownership of your pussy will end, not until then. Obviously, you'll need another few consecutive days for your next child. I may also occasionally give you a freebie. You'll know that it doesn't count against your time before I arrive. You may look upon those as my personal dates, on my dime, not yours. They may last the night. Those will be reminders to Cucky that I own your pussy. Your collar stays on you until you claim your pussy back."

Liz shivered, then kissed me, and said, "Sounds lovely, Master. I'm going to need regular sex after finding out how good you are."

Lars whimpered.

"Is your cock cage getting a little tight, honey?" Liz asked.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Is that why he's wearing those cute pink panties," Elena asked, "because he's been emasculated?"

"That is the reason," I said, "and why he's got his new tattoo."

"I apparently need to emasculate mine," Elena said. "How did you do it, Liz?"

Elena looked at her husband who realized he'd given a lot away tonight. He had the grace to blush.

"Lars did it to himself. Master is ratcheting it up a notch or two."

"How long before I can book your services, Dan?" Elena asked.

"I'm booked a couple of months ahead."

"Any chance of booking you for New Years?"

"Wait a fucking minute here," Sven said.

Elena sent him a scathing look. "Don't tell me you're not hiring hookers on your business trips, Sven. Why else would you need all of those cash withdrawals while you're gone. I've suspected for a while, but Christ, you're even a horn dog for your sister-in-law. In fact, I may take a page out of Liz's book, and lock your little pecker up every time you leave town. That pre-nup you signed is looking better and better to me."

Sven didn't respond. I took the opportunity to say, "I don't keep my appointments, but it's likely I'm booked. New Years Eve is a high demand day."

"I'll take whatever else is available. I'm thinking a weekend. That's six grand, right?"

"It's slightly discounted, to encourage a full two days to make the appointment calendar easier. $5500." I handed her a business card. "The keeper of the calendar. Would you like to watch, Sven, while I rock Elena's world? I normally clean up my own pussy, but if you want the job, you can have it."

He looked like a trapped rat, looking for an escape route and not finding one. His shoulders slumped.

"Look at the bright side, Sven," I said. "It will be like live porn. I'll bet you like porn."

Elena laughed. "He loves it. I've got to say, Dan. I'm really looking forward to this. You don't care if I share your Master, do you Liz?"

"Not at all. He's the Master. I'm just the slut."

"What an interesting set of developments," Marie said. "Thanksgiving should be interesting this year."

"Are you thinking of hiring him too, Marie?" Liz asked.

"I am. I definitely am. I'm wondering what's going on in Lars' head when he imagines his wife, his sister, and his sister-in-law, all being impaled on the same big cock."

Lars groaned.

"I thought so," Marie laughed. "You really are a kinky shit, aren't you, brother."

Before they left, Elena had contacted Julie and arranged a date with me for the weekend before Thanksgiving. Marie got her date for the Wednesday before Elena's date. Sven looked dejected. If he'd been hiring hookers, I suppose he'd set himself up for his own misery.

I fucked Liz one last time for the night. Lars watched me make love to his wife one more time, making deposit number eleven, then he crawled between her legs to clean her pussy up. I handcuffed him to the guest bed one more time. Tomorrow was going to be a big day for him and me, so I snuggled up with Lars' wife and got a good night's sleep.

******

Wednesday was definitely a tease Lars day. The twelfth time I inseminated Liz was while she knelt over his body in the bed. It was a short trip for Liz to drop her pussy over his face.

Deposit thirteen was made on the dining room table right after eating the delicious breakfast Lars made. He could play with his wife's breasts while wearing the nitrile gloves. It was a quick swing ninety degrees and the last part of Lars' breakfast was laid out in front of him. He gobbled it down. Liz and I then took a shower and I replaced her anal plug with the next largest size I had brought with me, 1.75 inches wide.

I ate Liz's pussy to four orgasms on the living room couch while Lars vacuumed before his guests would arrive. While I licked her, I was playing with the plug in her ass. I used it to stretch her pucker, almost as if fucking her. It certainly seemed to enhance her orgasms, much to Lars' torment. Her enjoyment would tend to argue that she'd enjoy anal sex when we had it.

Deposit fourteen was made in the kitchen as Lars prepared the pot roast for supper. I plunked her ass on the counter top beside where he was cutting vegetables and plowed her good. When I was done. I coated a carrot in our essences and made Lars eat it before he chowed down on the main dish.

While Lars was taking a shower, I laid out his outfit for the night, a maid's outfit with a skirt so short, (almost a tutu), that it would show the frilly white transparent panties he'd be wearing. His cock cage would be exposed although not very clearly.

Lars was despondent when shown what he'd be wearing tonight.

"Let's discuss how the evening will be going. Liz and I will be at the ends of the table, with the friend guests on one side, and the work guests on the other. Lars will be the maid tonight, serving the food to his guests. Before the meal starts, I will explain what's going on to all of our guests. I'll explain that at the conclusion of the meal, I'm going to fuck Liz, giving her the fifteenth breeding of my visit. They can choose to stay and watch or leave. If they stay, your work colleagues will see you surrendering your wife's pussy just as your family did last night. Her friends will see that Liz is now a slut who submits to me taking her in front of everyone.

"When I finish inside of Liz, you will clean her pussy like the doting husband you are. It's very important that you make Liz cum as fast as possible at first. I will time you. After you clean up her pussy, the other guests who stayed will be offered an opportunity to lick her pussy. If they beat your time to give her an orgasm, Liz will have to lick their pussy, or suck their cock to an orgasm. It will be in front of everyone. Liz will be punished for every orgasm she has, spanked in front of the remaining guests. You will be fully cuckolded in front of your work colleagues and Liz will be fully outed as my slut. If Liz has never licked a pussy, she will do so now, like a good little slut, so it's best to prepared for the experience. Do you both understand?"

"Yes, Master," both replied, both shivering a little as their tasks were made known.

"Good."

I helped set the table with their finest china and crystal, twelve place settings. Some of the meal was set aside for Lars to eat later, as he'd be too busy serving to eat with the others.

Everyone was surprised to see Lars' little French Maid outfit when they arrived. He took any coats or wraps they had and hung them up, escorting them to their side of the table. All of Liz's friends were female. Three of the work colleagues were male, two female. The worker bees were Pam, Linda, Jack, Thomas (Black) and Brett. Liz's friends were Amy, Zoe, Melanie, Taylor and Rose, all white. All of the girlfriends were in their thirties. Most of the colleagues were in their late twenties and early thirties.

Nobody yet knew who I was. I rapped my glass to get everyone's attention.

"Good evening. My name is Daniel Bancroft. All ten of you were perhaps invited here under false pretenses. Lars does not have a plan for a new campaign to present to a major new client. This is not a meeting of Liz's closest friends to discuss a new book or movie. Lars has an unusual kink. He's a willing cuckold. He loves to see his wife fuck other men. Until recently, Liz has resisted his pleas to take a lover. But Lars is also infertile and if Liz is to have children, it wasn't going to be with Lars.

"So, I was hired to do what Lars could not, breed a baby into his lovely wife. Since I arrived on Monday morning, I have left fourteen deposits of sperm inside of Liz. It's possible she's pregnant now, although I will be fucking her multiple times more over the next two days to ensure she's carrying my child."

I started walking around the table to the other end.

"Lars perhaps thought that his particular kink would only ever be known to him, Liz, and whoever she chose as a lover, and that he could raise her children as his. Lars thought wrong. He doesn't get to hide his kink any longer. All of you get to witness Lars surrender his marital rights to me and beg me to fuck his wife. Half of you are work colleagues who will now know of Lars' cuckolding. Half of you are friends of the family. It won't be long before everyone knows what you are learning tonight. When I got hired to breed Liz, she asked me to take charge and turn her into my slut while I was here. I have turned her into a slut, and I fucked her in front of Lars' brother and sister and sister-in-law last night. Tonight, it's your turn."

I slipped the straps of Liz's dress off her shoulders and removed her lacy bra, exposing her tits to the company. I then headed back to my chair behind the other guests.

"At the conclusion of our meal tonight, those of you who wish to stay can watch me fuck Liz over this dining room table for the fifteenth time. When I'm finished, Lars will clean her despoiled pussy like the cuckold he is. I will be timing how long it takes for him to bring his wife to another orgasm. When he's finished cleaning up the mess, any of you who remained for the show, will be offered the chance to lick Liz's pussy yourself. If you can beat the cuckold's time of getting her off, Liz will lick you to an orgasm or suck your cock until you cum in her mouth.

One can't truly be a slut if you don't fuck in front of others, or don't have sex with others. This is her chance to show you what a slut she is. Unfortunately, I have a responsibility to see to her welfare, so any sex she has with any of you, has to be witnessed by everyone. That may influence your decision to participate. Additionally, she does not have my permission to cum this evening. Each orgasm she has with you will result in five swats to her naked ass, which you can also watch tonight. As you eat and Lars waits on you, consider the lovely morsel topless in front of you, and whether you will wish to see her well fucked and inseminated by me, and participate in hers and Lars' further debasement. Thank you. Bon appétit."

I sat down. "Lars. you may serve now."

At first the meal was somewhat quiet. We'd thrown a lot out at people. It started with Lars' work colleagues, the teasing, taunting him for giving away his wife. The friends were a little more circumspect to begin, not joining in until they saw how well the cuck and slut were enjoying the teasing, and Liz, despite her bare tits and red face, was enjoying the dinner.

One of her friends, Tiffany, asked why she was doing it.

"I've been in charge in this relationship for the last four years. I wanted to surrender complete control to an alpha male and let him do what he wanted to me. So far, I've loved everything he's done. I can't regret anything. Master has told me that he will continue fucking me into the future until I no longer want it. My pussy now belongs to him, and I'm so wet thinking about it, my panties would be soaked, if I were wearing them."

"Show us," Brett said.

Liz stood up and showed us her bare pussy before sitting down again. I suspected all the men had an erection by now, except Lars, who couldn't.

"Have you ever licked a woman before?" Pam asked.

"Never, tonight will be my first if a woman licks me to orgasm faster than Lars can."

I saw Pam texting after that. She was the one who said she had plans later. I wondered if her plans just changed. Lars was dutiful in seeing that everyone had as much food as they wanted, and wine in their glasses. Lars' two women coworkers would pat his ass or pinch it when he served them.

Linda asked him to lift his dress so she could see his cute panties. Red faced, Lars lifted the front of his dress and showed everyone. You could faintly see the cock cage between the frills of his panties.

"I would have thought a true cuckold would have an erection," Linda said. "I can see now why you don't. You're caged. How long has Lars been caged, Liz?"

"Three years, Linda."

"Including at work?"

"All the time except when I give him a hand job and fuck his ass once a week, or monthly when he got his blowjob."

"When did he get sex with you?" Thomas asked.

"Only on his birthday and anniversary. Master said he only gets it on his birthday from now on. He did lick my pussy all the time. He's quite good. I worry none of you will be good enough to beat his time to orgasm tonight, and I won't get to show you how slutty I can be."

The meal ended with cheesecake topped with a raspberry sauce and another glass of wine about 8:30. I told Lars to clear the table of all but the wine glasses. At that time, Rose took her leave.

"My husband would probably get upset if I watched this without him, or participated in any way. Perhaps I could have my turn later?"

"That will be up to Master," Liz replied.

Everyone else stayed. When the table was cleared, I told Lars to strip his wife and beg me to breed her. He removed her dress, and I know the men had hard-ons now, because they all had to adjust their pants.

When she was naked, he got on his knees and begged me to breed his wife.

"Slut, you know what to do," I said.

"Yes, Master." She knelt down in front of me and extracted my cock, then suckled me to full hardness. I set her on the table where I'd been sitting, and had Jack on my right and Zoe on the left, hold Liz's legs up and back, completely exposing her, including the butt plug in her ass. Liz was so fucking wet, a puddle started to form under her before I did anything. I placed my cock at her entrance and pushed forward, Liz cumming as I entered her, moaning up a storm.

"That's my slut," I said.

I fucked her for a good fifteen minutes. Because of the way I was fucking her, and the freedom it afforded my hands. I could play with her breasts, kneading them in my hands, twisting and tugging on her nipples, even pinching and playing with her clit. Between the excitement of her exhibitionism, the others watching, and even two of them holding her legs for her, and the plug taking up valuable real estate, Liz climaxed many, many times. As I got close, I made sure to tell Lars what was happening.

"I'm about the flood your wife's pussy with my cum for the fifteenth time, Cucky. Fifteen times flooding your wife's pussy because you're inadequate in all ways, forcing her to seek a Dominant alpha male to breed her, because you're a worthless beta cuckold. Get closer so you can see me inseminate your wife, and get ready for your meal."

Lars got close and watched my cock swell, my balls climb, and the pulses that were impregnating his wife, as deep as I could go.

I pulled out of her ravaged pussy and he put on his gloves, then knelt in front of the table to dine on the cum spilling out of her pussy.

There was a joint intake of breath just before his mouth found the mess. I started the timer on my watch.

I'd thought the warning of what I was going to do would cause Lars to hurry, and give his wife the fastest orgasm he could. Instead, his lips and tongue stayed away from her clit, and his fingers never extended into her pussy to touch her g-spot. Her pussy was pristine before he gave her an orgasm at 6 minutes, forty-seven seconds. Her orgasm pushed more of my cum out, so he still had some cleaning to do.

"Hell, I can lick a pussy better than that," Pam said when I announced the time. "That was slower than molasses in January."

"I misunderstood what the contest would do to a cuckold," I said. "He wants to watch his wife lick pussy and suck more cocks. That just played into his kinky fantasy. Here's what I'm going to order, since it looks like any of you who want to participate in this contest, are going to win an orgasm, we'll let all the men go first. Then they can each get their blow job and we'll send them home so the ladies won't have to get undressed in front of them to collect their own winnings. I'll send the cucky to his room, and the only one who isn't female to watch, will be me, to ensure Liz isn't abused."

"That sounds good," Linda said. "I was going to refuse because I was wearing pants, and I didn't want the other guys from work watching. I'll definitely stay if they're going to leave when they've had their fun."

"Slut, you're to save as much of the men's cum in your mouth when they orgasm, and share it with your cuckold," I said.

"Yes, Master."

No one had a problem with that, so the three men took their turns licking Liz's pussy. Every one of them made her cum in under five minutes, and Thomas made her cum in less than three. They then sat in their chairs with their pants pulled down to their ankles and had the naked Liz kneeling at their feet and sucking their cocks. Thomas had a nice girthy seven or so inch cock. The other two guys were between five and a half to a little over six. The excitement of the evening, and probably being erect for much of it, didn't help the men's stamina any. The all climaxed relatively quickly as well. I didn't time it, but say five minutes or less.

Each time one would cum, Liz would collect as much as she could in her mouth and kiss her husband, sharing the load. We sent the men home after that, and the six remaining women each took a turn in getting Liz off in under 6:47. They all did it. The one who got the closest to six minutes was Tiffany. She was the first to go, and she said her husband never licked her, so that she didn't know what she was doing. She still knew enough to get it done in 6:05.

I took the cuckold to his room and handcuffed to the bed so he couldn't spy on his coworkers or friends getting licked. I watched all the women get their pussies licked by Liz. She was a rank novice when she started on Amy. By the time she got to Tiffany, she was doing much better. She went in the reverse order that the others made her cum fastest. Amy had gotten her off the fastest, She was a lesbian, and really knew what she was doing. Pam and Melanie both said they'd been with women before, even if not recently, and they were both successful in under four minutes, Pam first. Linda and Zoe tried pussy in college, and they were both in at around five, Zoe the faster of those two, so she was the fourth for her pussy pleasing, followed by Linda. Leaving only Taylor to be pleasured. She said it was the first time anyone had ever licked her pussy, and she loved it.

While all of the women watched, I gave Liz the seventy-five swat hand spanking she'd earned from all of her orgasms. She even managed to climax once more during her spanking, although I did give her permission for that one.

The ladies thanked me for a wonderful evening. We sent them on their way except Liz told Taylor to stay.

When the others had gone, Liz got on her knees. "Master, Taylor has told me many times that she's not able to cum with her husband. The fact he doesn't lick her is part of her whole problem. I'd like you to show her what you can do. You'll need to wear a condom, and I'd still like you to make your sperm deposit in me. Can I beg you to take care of her once before she goes."

"Since you ask so politely, I will," I said, "if Taylor agrees. Taylor would you like to have sex with me?"

"Please, Daniel. It's been years since I had an orgasm from a person other than myself, and I figured I was just one of those women who was hard to please. The fact that Liz could make me cum was a revelation. I saw how many times that Liz climaxed with you and want to at least try to see if I'm somewhat normal, or perhaps I'm just a lesbian and didn't realize it."

"I suspect you'd have an inkling of your sexual identity before now if you were gay. I think your husband doesn't know what the fuck he's doing."

I led both women to the bedroom and gave Taylor my best for forty minutes, starting with oral and finishing with a good fucking. She had no problem having orgasms. About three minutes before I would have cum, I pulled out, removed my condom and made deposit sixteen in Liz.

I told Liz to go give her husband another cum treat, while I spoke to Taylor about her relationship with her husband. He was the only man she'd ever had sex with, getting married right after high school, had two children before the mister got a vasectomy. Sex was relatively infrequent on his part, usually once a week. The first year of their marriage, it had been more, but only by about twice as much as it was now. Sex was relatively brief, around five to ten minutes, missionary position only, and no foreplay. He didn't request, nor did she provide blow jobs, so it wasn't just a one way street. He just had no imagination when it came to sex. I wondered if he even watched porn.

It was my recommendation that they see a psychologist who specialized in sexual response. I told her that there was far more to sex for most people than climbing on in the missionary position and pumping for seven minutes, and she and her husband needed to explore getting help for dysfunctional sex.

"Could you do it?"

"I'm not a licensed sex therapist. You can find someone a lot cheaper than me."

"But you are so good at it?"

"I get lots of practice, but how reasonable is it to expect your husband to listen to a man who has no diploma telling him to do it a certain way, and if I have to show him by having sex with you, how willing would he be to accept that?"

"Don't show him on me. Show him on Liz. She's having sex for an audience now. You're breeding her anyway. I saw you. Let my husband see you do it."

"I'll talk it over with Liz. Maybe we could do it tomorrow night if she agrees. I'll have to see. She can call you. You'd better head home now. It's getting late."

"Please. I'm getting desperate."

"We'll let you know."

I let her out. Lars was just finishing his clean up.

"You've been a pretty good egg so far, Lars. If there are no problems tomorrow, maybe you can sleep at the foot of the bed instead of being locked up in the guest bedroom. The worst of your humiliation is over."

"Thank you, Master."

"I enjoy sleeping with your wife. She's such a lovely woman, and very very responsive. She just loves sex with me."

"I know, Master. Thank you."

I took Liz's arm and led her back to the master bedroom. As we lay snuggled together, I told her what Taylor wanted to do, have her husband get lessons while watching us.

"Would you have a problem with that?" I asked.

She laughed. "Considering nine people watched you fuck me tonight, including half of the Taylor family, I don't really care, Master. You completely turned me into your slut. I'd like to help her out. Her sex life has been even worse than mine. They only thing that made mine better was Lars licking me every night."

"I'll do it then."

Not only did we end up doing it for Taylor and Rodney, we ended up putting on a show for Rose and her husband, Larry. Rose called in the morning after breakfast and my first breeding of the day, number 17, and told Liz that she'd informed Larry what we did last night, and he did want to come watch with Rose. So now we'd have two couples watching, set up for eight PM. Liz was excited she was going to be slutted out again in front of other people. She was enjoying her life as a slut. Lars would be publicly cuckolded again, but the two new men had already heard what happened last night, so they weren't total strangers to his humiliation.

While Lars made breakfast, I fucked Liz in front of him, she riding me reverse cowgirl as we sat in a chair, so he got a good view of me skewering his wife on my cock, and a cummy treat to go with his breakfast, my eighteenth load into her fertile pussy.

I allowed them to shower together, but Lars had to pull out her current anal plug and insert the next one, which was 2.50 inches wide. I then had him lick Liz to multiple orgasms while I watched and kissed her until he went to fix lunch. When he returned to say lunch was ready, I was fucking Liz doggy style, really drilling her pussy in front of him. I told him to bring his food in while he watched, but not to eat. He got his food and soon, I made deposit number nineteen. After I pulled out, I had Lars put his food under Liz's pussy, and had her squeeze out as much of our cum as she could. Thick splatters and droplets dribbled from her pussy onto Lars' food, and then I pushed the last of my cum out with my fingers and sprinkled it over his food, which he had to eat in front of us at the dinner table.

Since we had the afternoon free, Liz and I got into a sixty-nine and licked and sucked each other for close to two hours. I gave her lots of orgasms, all permitted, but I had her stop any time I got close to climax, saving it for tonight. When I got close, Liz would stop sucking my cock, but licked and sucked my balls and asshole instead while Lars had to watch. I knew his cock was in pain, straining to get hard.

Dinner was a relatively quiet affair, different only in that both of them were naked while I was dressed. They'd remain naked until after our demonstration. Once again, Lars had to open the door when the company arrived, but this time, he didn't even have panties to protect his modesty. Both men enjoyed the sight of a naked, fully shaved Liz, with her collar proclaiming her status as my slut, and the temporary tattoo over her belly.

I shook hands with both Larry and Rodney, and kissed the knuckles of the two ladies.

"Good evening, gentlemen, my name is Daniel and I'm Liz's breeder and she's my slut, having both Lars and Liz give me her pussy until they're tired of me. Lars is a willing cuckold, who enjoys someone fucking his wife more than he enjoys fucking her himself, and in fact, for the last three years, has only fucked Liz six times, on his birthday and wedding anniversary each year. Since he's infertile, Liz finally took his pleas for her to take a lover seriously and hired me to breed a baby into her

"Lars thought he might be able to hide his kinky nature, and only he, his wife, and her lover would need to know he prefers watching rather than fucking. As Liz's Bull, I felt Lars shouldn't hide his true nature, so I fucked Liz in front of his siblings and his brother's wife on Tuesday night, and in front of five coworkers and four of Liz's best friends last night. Rose didn't believe she should see something so sex laden and libidinous without her husband, so she left before the sex, but asked if she could be included if her husband could also watch.

"Taylor noticed that Liz climaxed much more than she was accustomed to cumming, and wondered if I might demonstrate for Rodney, how to fuck a woman. I'm sorry, Rodney, but Taylor never cums with you when she has sex, and she's getting desperate to know what good sex feels like. I'm prepared to demonstrate with Liz what good sex looks like, and Taylor hopes you'll pay attention, or your marriage may not last, no matter how much she loves you."

"What makes you such an expert?"

"I'm glad you asked, Rodney. I'm a professional escort, and I'm paid for my ability to make women feel good. I get paid $2000 a night for a date, which usually includes sex, and $3000 for an entire day. Liz is paying me $15,000 for the five days I'm breeding a baby into her. If I weren't good at my job, nobody would pay me that much, and I wouldn't have women waiting months to enjoy my services. A lot of my clients are divorcées, a lot of them widows, some single, but almost a third are married. The wives come to me because they aren't getting something they need at home, although some of that is due to an illness or excessive travel on the part of their spouse. I know how to make a woman feel good, and I'm willing to show you, so Taylor doesn't become a client, if you choose to learn. If you don't, I won't turn her down as a client if she has the funds. Are you willing to listen and learn, or do you want to become a cuckold, just like Lars?"

He looked at Lars standing naked and caged, and imagined the same thing possibly happening to him.

"I'll listen."

"The biggest secret to my success, is I make sure any woman feels special to be with me. I open doors for them, hold their chairs, I kiss their hands when I meet them, I give them flowers or candy. I make sure she feels like the center of the universe while I'm with them. If you're not willing to do the same, some Lothario will sweep Taylor off her feet by making her feel special in a way that you don't. There's no reason for that to happen. If you don't care enough about your wife to make her feel special, then turn her loose to find someone who will. If you do, you might find your sex life improving in unimaginable ways. Now, if you would, you may all follow me to the bedroom."

I took Liz's hand and we all paraded to the master bedroom where Lars had spent time ensuring the linens were changed and the bed turned down. I undressed and pulled her down on the bed with me.

"As I caress Liz, I want you to listen to every sound coming out of her mouth. Based upon the sounds she makes, I want each of you to tell me if she's enjoying something or not enjoying something. In addition to the noises she makes, pay attention to what she's saying non-verbally. How is her body responding to my touch. Does she arch against my hand, does she push her breasts against me, does her pussy seem to clench when I do certain things. These are the secrets to a woman's body, and no woman will refuse you if you can unlock those secrets. I want each of you to say something if you notice it. Don't wait for me to point it out. Learn to read it yourself. Keep track of your orgasms, Slut. You aren't getting permission for any of them."

I began a slow seduction of Liz. The women caught on to things first, and were the first to mention the things they spotted.

"She really loves having you kiss her neck," Taylor said.

"Her nipples are becoming hard," Rose said.

"Her breathing is getting faster," Taylor said.

"Her legs are spreading," Rose said. "She's hoping you'll touch her pussy soon."

Finally, the men started catching on. "Her stomach fluttered as you ran your hand down it, She really moaned loudly," Larry said.

"Her pussy is so wet," Rodney said. "It's dripping."

"She really gets loud when you play with the thing in her ass," Taylor said.

"And when you tease her clit," Rose said. "It's really sticking out of its hood. She's really turned on."

I pushed two fingers into her pussy, finding her g-spot. Liz jumped like she'd gotten a shock.

"You found her g-spot," Rose said.

"What's a g-spot?" Rodney asked.

Poor lad. Sadly lacking in his education.

"The g-spot in a tiny bundle of nerves on the upper part of her vagina, right behind the clit. It's the same bundle of nerves, just some on the outside and some on the inside. Anything you can do to stimulate that, either with your cock, or your fingers, or even a tongue if it's long enough, helps a woman to orgasm," I said. "Other than the g-spot, a vagina doesn't have a ton of nerve endings. Most of the good places are on the outside, which is why foreplay is important. Shoving a cock up a woman's vagina, doesn't do much for her pleasure."

I kissed Liz while fondling her breasts, tweaking her nipples and rubbing her g-spot. She had a real good orgasm, and I quickly gave her another. By this time, Liz was a finely tuned instrument that I was a master at playing. Next, oral sex.

I went down on her and teased and sucked her lips, played with her clit, fingered her taint and the plug, and teased her with my fingers, turning her into a panting little whore screaming out each orgasm and begging to get fucked. She had three more. I entered her in the missionary position, as it was one that Rodney was used to. I fucked her to an orgasm, then switched to doggy, then a couple of woman superior positions, reclining from the rear, riding me in a sitting position with her legs around my hips, then into a modified missionary where her legs were bent double and I long stroked her to a couple big orgasms, including one where she squirted all over. As soon as she let loose, so did I, breeding number twenty.

Both uncaged men were sporting hard erections by the time I finished.

"All of those different positions offer something a little different for a woman," I said, "some allow deeper penetration, some allow your cock to rub up against her g-spot, some of them allow her to control the action and get the stimulation she needs, at the speed and depth that work for her. Some allow you to play with her clit or her boobs and stimulate more than one pleasure center at the same time. Some allow you to get a good grip and really rail a woman hard, or spank her tush if she's into that sort of thing. If all you ever do is the missionary position, you're missing a whole toy box worth of positions to get a lady off.

"And speaking of a toy box, there's no reason you can't introduce toys into your play. This anal plug that Slut is wearing is to get her prepared for anal sex. I'm going to claim her booty tomorrow before I leave, since it's almost certain she'll be pregnant by then. But in addition to preparing for anal sex, it's taking up space in her body, right next to her pussy. Your woman is going to feel so full with a plug in her bum and a cock in her pussy. You're going to feel it when you're fucking her, and it's going to feel good to you too. And if your wife lets you have anal sex with her, there's no reason you can't have a vibrating toy in her pussy at the same time. Something stimulating her g-spot or clit while you're fucking her ass."

"Isn't ass fucking really dirty?" Rodney said.

"It can be, so it's a good idea to have some wet towels handy for clean up, or even use a condom when in her bottom, but the other thing you can do, is have your queen clean out her bowels with enemas prior to having anal sex. If you do that several times ahead of the act, until you don't see anything but clear water in the toilet bowl, fucking an ass isn't much different that fucking a pussy. There are lots of nerve endings in the anus, almost as many as in a cock. If you want to get a little playful, you guys can let your lady fuck your ass. It's quite pleasurable, isn't it, Cuckold."

"Yes, sir," Lars admitted.

"It's your most frequent orgasm, isn't it, Slut stroking your little dick while she's fucking you in the ass? Once a week whether you need it or not, just to clean your pipes."

"Yes, Master." Lars blushed.

"Now clean my pussy, Cucky. It's bad enough Slut squirted, but her pussy will be leaking my cum soon if you don't lick it up. Join us when you're done."

"Yes, Master." Both of them replying.

Lars crawled between Liz's legs and started lapping up the huge mess. She stroked his hair as he licked up.

"Now, normally, I'd be licking that up myself, because it's part of my service to a woman to make her feel like my queen, but it's Cucky's job for this particular client," I said as I dressed. "Number one, it shows I'm not afraid to taste the same stuff she'd be tasting if she blew me, and number two, it keeps the linens cleaner. Why don't we let them have a little privacy for the moment, The advantage of all the foreplay ahead of time is the arousal factor will make orgasms easier from penetration. Once a woman is fully aroused, each additional orgasm comes easier."

We left the two of them alone and went back into the living room where I offered them each a drink. Both men still sported erections. I got everyone a beverage, then sat down, inviting them to do the same.

"Rodney, if you don't take your wife home and properly fuck her, you're a fool," I said. "Don't do the same thing over and over when you know it's not working. Experiment. Watch a little porn. Find a way to please your wife, or someone like me will. It doesn't even have to be a paid escort. A lot of Don Juans out there will be happy to relieve Taylor of any shred of fidelity if you don't take care of her."

"I couldn't help notice that you're larger than me," Rodney said.

"So? Granted, that does make penetrative orgasms easier, but Liz climaxed five times before I even put my cock in her. If you concentrate on Taylor's pleasure before worrying about your own, you can satisfy her. It's not magic, and my dick isn't a magic wand. It's just another tool. Taylor will probably enjoy anal sex with you more than she would with me. Not every escort or Casanova out there is endowed with a big dick. Your brain is your most important sexual organ, not your cock."

Liz and Lars both joined us, still naked.

"How many times did you cum, Slut?"

"Twelve times, Master."

"Sixty swats. Over my knee now. Keep count and thank me for each one."

"Yes, Master."

Liz draped herself over my knee and I gave her a quick, stiff five. She counted each one, thanking me for it.

"This is in the way of a punishment, for cumming without permission. You can do a lighter version of this as foreplay. Some women like it, some don't. You may have to adjust for what seems comfortable for your partner. Your wife may wish to do a little spanking to you, mix it up a little. Add a little more fondling in there, rather than just smack away. There's nothing wrong with a little experimentation."

I gave her five more, spreading them around, then rubbed her ass, played with her plug, put a couple of fingers inside of her with a couple of strokes interspersed with the fondling.

"Liz likes it like this. She enjoys her submission to me. By submitting, she removes the stigma of her sluttiness. She doesn't have a choice of whether or not to be a slut and submit, because she's punished if she doesn't. It's like having a free pass to let herself go. Society imposes a lot of pressure to be a 'good girl.' To behave oneself all the time. If she weren't my slut, she'd be horrified to be naked in front of all of you. As my submissive, she has no choice, and can be as naughty as I want her to be. The fact she has a number of her best friends watching her, increases her feelings of submission and arousal."

I gave her ten more swats, with her counting and thanking me.

"If you look at her pussy right now, you'll see she's starting to drip again, despite the excellent job that Cucky did cleaning her pussy." I ran my finger down her slit, pointing out the liquid leaking from her. "She's aroused by her exhibitionism and close to another orgasm, without much stimulation other than the spanking, isn't that right, Slut?"

"Yes, Master," she moaned.

"Good, Slut."

I spanked her some more and before I reached another ten, she asked permission to cum.

"No, Slut. If you cum now, it will be with your friends watching you get spanked, your little pussy winking at all of them, dripping with your arousal."

She moaned. I continued the spanking and she orgasmed despite the prohibition. I jammed three fingers in her pussy and finger fucked her frantically to extend and enhance her orgasm. She was soaking wet.

"Five more swats, Slut," I said to her, then to the others. "Even things you might not consider as sexual playing can result in an orgasm for your loved one."

I finished her spanking, then rubbed her ass while asking Lars to see them out. Lars left with all four of them, but came back with two, Rose and Larry.

"Why are they still here, Cuckold?"

"Rose was wondering if they could do what the others did yesterday, Master? Lick Liz's pussy and see if they could beat my time and then receive oral sex from Liz if they did?"

"What say you, Slut? Are you ready to suck and lick your friends, because there's no way they're going to lose given how slow Cucky was pleasuring you last night."

"I love being a slut, Master. I'll do whatever you wish."

"Rose, the time to beat is six minutes, forty-seven seconds. Sit on the edge of the couch, Slut, and make it easier for her."

Liz slid to the front of the couch and parted her legs. Rose got her off in under five minutes. Then Larry took his turn, and he got the horny slut off in less than four. He seemed like a true pussy connoisseur. I sent Cucky to his room so that Rose could drop her drawers and spread her legs for Liz. Liz was getting better and better with each pussy she licked. I think she was paying attention when I told the others how I did her so well. Rose got a very nice orgasm about five minutes after Liz started, pulling her panties up when she stood up and moved aside for Larry.

Larry had a good six and a half inch dick. Liz couldn't get all of it down, despite her exuberant and energetic sucking.

"When Larry cums, Slut, save as much of his cum in your mouth as possible, and share it with the Cuckold."

She nodded, her mouth full of cock, and continued sucking. Rose seemed to be enjoying watching her husband get a good blow job from her friend. Despite just cumming herself, she had her hand down her panties, giving herself a good rub. It didn't take long after being hard for most of the evening, and Larry grabbed Liz's head and held it as his cock spewed several long pulses of cum into Slut's mouth. She had to swallow some of it because there was so much, but after tugging the last few drops of cum onto her tongue, she disappeared to give Lars his next treat.

"The Cuckold now knows what your cum tastes like, Larry, and knows you've fucked his wife's face. Every time he sees you from now on, that's going to be on his mind. He'll never see you again without imagining it, and the taste of your semen."

"That's pretty hot."

"Don't be surprised if he's willing to do almost anything you ask from now on. He's going to feel inferior to you."

"Would he suck me off?" Larry asked.

"I don't know. Do you want to ask him?"

"Please."

"Cucky," I said, raising my voice, "We have a question."

The two of them emerged from his bedroom.

"Yes, Master "

"Larry, you're up."

"I want you to suck my cock," Larry said. "I want you on your knees blowing me."

Lars looked at me. "Don't look at me cuckold. This has nothing to do with me. This is Larry's question. How big of a sissy cuckold are you?"

Lars looked back at Larry then dropped to his knees and crawled towards him. Lars reached into his pants and extracted Larry's quasi hard cock. He started sucking, a very poor blow job in my estimation, but it was a blow job. Rose was frigging herself even more energetically as Lars debased himself in front of them. She managed to cum twice as Lars sucked Larry back to an erection, bobbed up and down his cock, licked and sucked his balls, went back to the shaft, and kept sucking until Larry blew his load, swallowing it all.

"Larry, Rose, I don't care what you do to the cuckold. It's none of my business, but I own the slut's pussy and her ass, and nothing happens to her without my permission."

"We understand," Rose said. "Cuckold, come lick my pussy,"

Lars crawled to where Rose sat and licked her pussy, like the good little boy he was. I had a feeling Lars' relationships with all of his neighbors would soon change. If Rose or Larry made Lars lick or suck them in front of the others, he'd be doing it to all in no time. When Rose got her second orgasm, I had Liz escort them out.

"Well, Cuckold. I hope you know what you're doing," I said. "I'm betting every one of your friends will be ordering you to perform oral sex on them. If you can do Larry and Rose, they're going to figure you'll do them. Expect to be the neighborhood cum dumpster from now on. If you're willing to suck dick, I don't think you're a threat to try to reclaim your manhood any time soon. I'm going to fuck Slut doggy style. I want you underneath her staring up at my cock pounding another load of baby batter into your her, while my balls smack you in the face."

That's exactly what I did with breeding twenty-one, give Liz a nice long end of the night fucking while Lars looked on from right below her pussy. Every drop that fell out of her cunt, dropped on Cucky's face. When I was finished, all Liz had to do was lower her hips to his waiting mouth to give him his cream filling.

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I gave Liz a similar shafting in the morning, number twenty-two. After Lars cleaned my pussy, he got started on breakfast. Liz and I took a shower and I replaced her plug with the largest one in my inventory, a three inch wide ass filler. Every time I'd have sex with her today, I planned to play with the plug, working on stretching her pucker.

Liz got a call from Taylor after breakfast saying she climaxed three times having sex with Rodney last night. She was a happy girl. I guess you didn't need to be a sex therapist for everything related to sex.

My second fucking of the day, and twenty-third baby making deposit, was laid out over the kitchen table while Lars cleaned off the dishes. It was brisk and fast, laying the wood to her and causing the table to inch across the floor with each mighty thrust. Liz screamed a lot, loving the rough fucking she got. Lars could lean forward in his chair to eat his warm breakfast cream filling.

Liz and I played with some oral sex before lunch, although I didn't cum, saving myself for later. Lars watched me getting his wife off over and over again, fucking her with her plug, while she played with my cock, my balls and my asshole, his cock pinched in his cage.

Post lunch was a woman superior breeding. Liz rode me at her own pace, enjoying herself, enjoying the fuck she gave herself, moaning, telling me how much she loved my cock, how superior I was to her husband, how much better the sex. When I finished breeding twenty-four, she rolled off of me and spread her legs wide for her husband, begging him to empty her womb so she could fuck me again in a month. Damn if Lars didn't try his hardest to obey her orders. I'm not sure you couldn't have gotten more cum out with a vacuum cleaner.

My last, and final breeding, was making love to his wife, making her scream for me, beg for me, beg for my cum, beg me to make a baby with her. Promising me her pussy forever. It wasn't the last time I fucked her though. I still had to claim her anal virginity. I told Liz to unlock his cock and let Lars fuck her.

As he tried to slide his short thin cock into her, I said, "Do you feel my cum soaking your little man meat, Cuckold? Do you feel it running out of her pussy and coating your balls? After I've fucked hell out of Liz for five days, can you even feel the sides of her pussy? Is her cunt ruined for your little dick for all time?

"Can you feel his dicklet, Slut?"

"Not really, Master. I can feel something moving inside of me but I can barely feel it. It's not much bigger than a finger, and so small compared your magnificent cock."

"How long will you last, Cucky, knowing I've thoroughly bred your wife 25 times with big loads of cum over the last five days, and your worthless semen is not even going to find an egg that isn't already inseminated by me?"

The answer was, not long. Almost before the words left my mouth, Lars was gasping as he pumped his worthless cum into the mess I left inside of her. Then he got to clean all of it up.

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While Lars made supper, I introduced Liz to cleaning out her bowels with enemas. The bathroom door was locked so Lars wouldn't disturb us and find out what we were up to. When Liz was empty, we took a shower and I ensured she was as fresh as she could be for the anal sex to come. The anal plug was washed and reinserted, to be removed when it was time. One last time, I fed her, feeling her up and kissing her as we ate. Now, it was time for the final denouement, her giving me her anal virginity.

We retired to the master bedroom and Lars knelt beside the bed. I started making love to his wife again, but before too long, I put her on her knees. I eased my cock back inside of her pussy and gave her a dozen thrusts and another orgasm before pulling the plug out of her ass, leaving a gaping hole for me to fill. It started to shrink as I lubed up my cock, but it was still a half inch wide when I lodged the head of my cock against her pucker.

"Are you ready for me to claim your third hole, Slut?"

"Yes, Master. Claim my ass. Make me your three hole slut."

I pushed, and the bell head entered. As soon as the flange was past her sphincter, I held still, letting her get used to the full width of my cock. The plug I'd last used was wide in the middle, but only about 3/4 of an inch wide where it locked in. I'd played with the plug enough during today's sex that I had stretched her for the finale. Still didn't mean she wouldn't suffer any discomfort. Discomfort that was expressed with some soft groans and whimpers. I gave her a couple minutes with just the head inside of her. When I felt her push back, I pushed forward, and my cock slowly split her open until there was no further it could go. My balls were smacking her pussy.

"Oh, Master, you're so deep in my ass."

"Are you doing okay?"

"Yes, sir. I feel full but it's a good feeling. You're really stretching me out."

"Does this ass belong to me?"

"No other cock will ever go into my ass, Master. My ass belongs to you."

"Unless I give your ass to someone else?"

"Yes, Master. You can give my ass away if you wish, but no one else will enter it of my own volition."

"Good, Slut."

I moved a little bit, but as time passed, she started moving, fucking herself on my cock. When that happed, I gave her a faster, deeper rogering, making sure she felt every inch of my dick sliding in and out of her ass. She'd had one anal orgasm, and I figured I was about halfway to my climax when I turned her over, not loosing my connection to her ass, and started fucking her face to face, with her legs bent backwards. In this position, I could make love to her and kiss her lips, her neck, her breasts, all while fucking her ass. As I fucked, I left several visible hickeys on her neck, shoulders and breasts, a reminder to Lars even after I left, that I'd claimed his wife as mine.

I sped up as I got closer and Liz orgasmed a second time from her ass fucking, when I finally groaned my relief and shot my last load into Liz. We laid locked together for several minutes, her pussy and my dick twitching from the aftershocks of some great orgasms. My cock finally started to shrink and it popped out of Liz's ass with a wet plop and a fart from her.

"Clean up my dick, Cuckold," I ordered, and waited to see what Lars would do. Apparently, anything I wanted. I felt him hold my cock and begin sucking my cock clean. I kept kissing and petting his wife, trying to ignore the fact it was a guy sucking my cock for the first time, and one which had just popped out of Liz's ass. When it seemed like my dick should be clean, I told him to clean his wife's ass. His mouth left my dick and Liz moaned as he started cleaning up her asshole. All in all, it had been one of the best five days of my life, and I think Liz enjoyed it as much as I did. I wasn't sure about Lars, though.

Since my stay was over, I showered and packed my stuff. I gave Liz one last kiss and told her to send Julie another three grand and I'd start visiting her at random times to screw her. She told me Julie would have the money tomorrow.

Lars led me to the door. I wasn't sure if he'd say anything before I left and what would he say? 'Great job breeding my wife. I had a great time sucking her ass off your dick.'

I was surprised when he did say something.

"Sir, that was the most incredible experience of my life, even better than I dared to hope. I will gladly welcome you back any time you want to fuck my wife."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Cucky. I tried to stay true to what I found in my research. I've got to say this is one of the strangest jobs I've ever had, but one I've enjoyed a lot. Your wife is a lovely woman. I loved how responsive she was. I hope you got what you wanted."

"Yes, sir. Every bit. I hope that Mistress is pregnant, yet I hope I'll need to see you again in a month because she isn't. Take care."

"You too, Cuckold."

He handed me a check. It was for $5000.

I looked at him and he said. "Your tip, Master. You were worth every penny."

I patted him on the shoulder and left.

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Liz was pregnant, and I didn't need to go back next month for a follow up, but eighteen months after her first breeding, I was back for a second. We took a little trip up to Vermont to a nice B&B for five days while Lars watched their son. We recorded some of the fucking for his later pleasure. She had a boy the first time, and a girl the second. Two years after the girl, Liz decided she wanted a third, and I gave her that one, another boy on a week's cruise while Lars watched both of the previous children.

Eight or more times a year, I would swing by their place and give Liz a good shafting. Sometimes Lars was there, other times he was at work. They usually got 12 to 15 visits out of every three grand they deposited, and a couple of times, they got a freebie. Even now, sixteen years later, I am still fucking Liz a few times a year. I am about to tell her that I was going to quit, and she'd have to find another Bull if she wanted to keep cuckolding her husband, but she was the last person I'd end it with.

Once, I arranged to come when they were having a big family dinner. The parents, siblings, spouses and a few other family members were there. When I arrived, I made Liz take off her dress, than slung her over my shoulder and took her to the master bedroom for three or four screaming orgasms while the rest of the family ate their dinner. Because of me fucking Liz in front of his two siblings, Sven and Marie, they already knew Lars was a cuckold and she was pregnant with another man's child, but I sure threw it in their face, much to Lars chagrin, but ultimately pleasure.

I spent one very pleasant evening with Marie, dinner and dessert (not food), and a very, very passionate weekend with Elena. She ordered me for another weekend six months later, and Sven was locked in a cock cage watching me fuck his wife. Some nice symmetry to that. Of the ten people who came to the dinner party that Lars threw, only one, Pam, did I ever have sex with other than the freebie that Taylor got before I educated her husband. She hired me as an escort to a company dinner. I saw all the other four at the dinner, plus Liz and Lars. Everyone had the correct assumption that I'd be making Pam scream later, and she did. She was quite the screamer.

In all, I had seven children with people other than the three I gave to Lars and Liz, who all paid for breeding services. Two lesbians, one of which I'll tell you about at some point, two single women, both of whom will first appear in chapter 8, and two other couples, neither of which was a cuckolding situation, just a need for healthy sperm, not that I minded fucking another man's wife and depositing my progeny in her fertile womb.

Next up, my first interracial sex experience.

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