
TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE

Copyright © FEB 2009 By C.D.E.  ALL Rights Reserved

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All Characters And Events Depicted In This Story Are Purely
Fictional.  There Is No Intention In Any Manner, To
Represent Or Mimic, Any Real World Situations Or Persons.

Story Content:(Cuck, MF, MM, Impreg, Humil, FemDom, MDom)

WARNING: THIS STORY IS A PURE SEXUAL FANTASY.  DO NOT READ THIS
STORY IF YOU ARE HOMOPHOBIC, AND/OR DO NOT LIKE READING A
FICTIONAL STORY OF THE DOMINANT/CUNNING SLUT WIFE GENRE, WHERE
GULLIBLE MEN ARE TRICKED/FOOLED/USED, PSYCHOLOGICALLY
MANIPULATED, OCASSIONALLY FLAGELLATED, SEXUALLY DOMINATED BY
THEIR BEAUTIFUL SLUT WIVES AND OCASSIONALLY BY THEIR WIVES’ MALE
LOVERS.

TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE


Title:  Hostage Marriage
Author: C.D.E.

CAST:
Charles - Husband
Carla – Charles's Wife
Cliff – Wife's Stud

	“Charles,  Cliff said to tell you he wants to take me away for
the weekend, so you'll have to babysit the kids all weekend.”

	“SIGH!  O-Okay Carla.  It-It's bad enough he gets to have his
way with you the way he does, I-I just wish he would at least not
wait until Thursday night to decide such things.”

	“You're right honey.  I did mention that to him, but you know
what a spur of the moment guy he is.  Even though it's an
imposition, I see it as still sort of romantic.  Oh!  Where is my
mind. I almost forgot, he said he needs you to deposit a $1,000
in that special account, so we can have some spending money this
weekend.”	

	“W-WHAT!  A $1,000.00 !  That's almost all of that bonus I got
last month.  I-I was trying to save that money.  N-No!  That's
outrageous!  I-I'm not going to-to do it.”

	“Now, now, please calm down dear.  You know it does no good to
get all upset at Cliff.  You know he gets his way, so you might
as well go ahead and do as he asks.  Like I've told you many
times before, it's not like I'm in favor of the way he treats
either one of us, but it's just the way things have turned out. 
We can do without the money for the time being.”  Spoke my wife
in a tone of voice meant to console and sooth my ruffled
emotions.

	I hated it, but I knew she was right.

	I guess before I go further with my story, I should give you
readers a little background about myself.  My name is Charles and
my wife's name is Carla.

	At the time of the above conversation. which I opened up my
story with, we had  been married for about 5 years.

	And the reason I was upset about the fellow named Cliff – a
coworker  at my wife's work place -  is that he's been having an
affair with my wife shortly after she and I got married.

	Carla told me that even though she cheated on me the entirety of
our engagement, she just assumed he would not impose himself on
her after she became married.

	“Charles, even though I was having sex with him for the 18
months of our engagement, I really do love you.  Please forgive
me darling.  I just assumed he would leave me alone once I got
married, and I wouldn't have to tell you about him, but he
didn't.  He still kept coming around asking me to suck him off at
work in various nooks and corners of the office, and  to go to
bed with him after work.” She was on the verge of tears as she
told me of Cliff's aggressive and depraved treatment of her and
begged for my  forgiveness.

	I couldn't help but forgive her for all she had been through at
his hands.

	She was really distressed by this dastardly fellow, and so was
I,  who would stoop so low as to not honor the sanctity of
marriage.

	Every since the affair was revealed to me, which was about 2
months after the wedding, I've been trying to fight him off and
make sure he doesn't win her away from me. And from looking at
his pictures, he's much better looking than me.  And from Carla's
detailed description of his genitals and his sexual stamina, he's
much better sexually endowed as well as a better performer
between the sheets too.

	I've put up with a lot from him and his antics to disrupt our
marriage.  He knows my wife is weak willed when it comes to
handsome assertive guys like him.  And with his big sturdy dick,
he knows she's putty in his hands and can't refuse his demands.

	She and I have talked about this weakness of hers many times. 
And we both agree that he's taking advantage of her by constantly
tempting and offering her the great sex I can't give her.

	Every time he takes advantage of her, she always comes home with
a drippy, well fucked, slimy cunt, where he has used her
mercilessly to appease his lust.

	She willingly tells me all about the type of coital positions he
took her in and any other type sex acts he required her to
perform for him.

	Since my wife Carla said she was helpless to defend herself
against his charms and the temptations he kept placing before
her, it would have to be up to me to stop him.

	Taking him on physically was not an option as he was much bigger
than I and when I confronted him on the phone, he told me he
didn't want to become violent, but he could and would if I
interfered with his enjoying my wife.

	“Listen, Charles, there is no reason for us to not act like
adults about this whole matter.  I love fucking your wife and she
likes getting fucked by me.  Why can't you accept that and get
over it.  Plus,  I've stretched her quite a bit already even
before you married her, so your little thing is lost in her pussy
anyway.  You know she can barely feel you in her. I know she's
told you that. Look, it's best if you beat your little prick off
, as well as suck her pussy after I fuck it.  I bet a mama's boy
like you usually enjoys eating pussy anyway.  So you're bound to
like it extra creamy.”  He spoke to me in a matter-of-fact tone.

	I was really put off by my first phone conversation with Cliff.
His comments sounded derogatory, but he let me know that he
didn't mean any offense, but knew from experience that many short
cock husband found pleasure in masturbating themselves and
sucking their wives's cunt after better hung studs fucked them. 
His words did come out offensive, even though he had a serious
tone to his voice.

	With me not being the confrontational type, I knew I had to
tackle this matter in a way I may not have wanted.

	I had to face the fact that he had opened a door of sexual
pleasure that my wife had never experienced before and which
there was no turning back for her.

	I would rather Cliff had not told my wife of our phone
conversation, but he did.

	“Charles, honey, Cliff is better hung than you and he's right, I
can hardly feel you anymore.  Maybe you would get off better by
jerking off.”  She said in a serious tone.

	“I-I see.  I-I have had to do that more lately, s-since you have
been spending more time with h-him, a-and are often t-too tired
to let me p-put it in.”

	“I know Charles, and I would apologize, but its really his fault
for fucking me until I'm bone tired.”

	“I-I know.  F-From all you tell me h-how long he stays hard
a-and th number of times he comes a-and the number of times he
gets you off, t-that's understandable.  I-I wish I-I had such
stamina.”  I lamented.

	“But you don't and there is no sense in worrying about it
darling.  We have to look at alternatives.”  She said as she
pecked me on the lips and whispered that she loved me.  that
really made me feel better and eased my troubled mind.

	“But you know Charles, what Cliff said about you licking and
sucking my cunt after I come home from being with him, does sort
of arouse me.  I think I would like for you to suck my pussy with
his cum in me.  You suck my snatch so good ordinarily, so I know
you can do just as well or better with his and my fuck juices in
there.  In fact, Charles said you might even like sucking up his
spend.  And believe me, he really shoots off a lot of it in me. 
He's a real heavy cummer.”

	So with my wife's insistence and encouragement, I began to lick
and suck her drippy, well fucked, cum drenched sloppy slimy hairy
snatch.  And to my surprise, the taste wasn't unpalatable.

	And while I was use to giving my wife a rousing orgasm before
when I performed oral sex on her, she seemed even more animated
and her orgasms seemed more intense when I ate out her cum filled
cunt.

	I have tried to be the best husband I could be in fighting off
the advances of Cliff's invasion of my wife and marriage. I
struggled along as best I could by going down on her as often as
she desired to give her the best pleasure I could in my
competition with him to retain her affection.

	I thought I was holding my own, for even though he was fucking
her as many as four times a week and I was sucking her after each
fucking, it seemed like I was balancing out his superior bed work
with my good oral service to her heated messy snatch.

	Well a few months later, he directed her to get off the pill
because he wanted her to have his baby.

	When she told me his plans to impregnate her, I became furious.

	“Calm down Charles, you know I'm powerless to stop him and so
are you.  However, he says that it's okay for you to try and stop
him by being my oral birth control, that is by sucking me out
after he and I have intercourse.  He says that if he can't get me
knocked up in 3 months, because of your good sucking action, then
I can go back on the pill until the next time he wants me to get
pregnant.”

	Not having much of an alternative, I knew I had to take on his
challenge since my wife was in no condition to resist doing what
Cliff demanded of her.

	The other sad thing is that Cliff demanded that my own wife deny
me sex for the  three months.  Carla was emphatic.  She expected
me to remain faithful to her, but let me know that she thought
that masturbation was acceptable for me to relieve my sexual
pressure.

	I didn't like the position I was in, but knew I didn't have many
options. Hence I went along with the path that had been put
before me.

	I really gave it my best, putting the best sucking and vacuuming
action I could deliver on my wife's dick bruised and battered
cunt, as it was repeatedly filled to overflowing with Cliff's
many abundant loads of thick creamy jism.

	My wife suggested Cliff and she have sex in our master bedroom
and that I be given the opportunity to watch them fuck and be
present when he pulled out after depositing his heavy loads of
cum.

	At first it was very embarrassing and difficult for me to endure
such scenes as well as having to do oral clean ups as he looked
down on me as I labored to suck, and slurp up, his deep deposits
from my wife's frothy slimy gapping gash.  But I did the best I
could, and after the third or fourth time, I became less
sensitized and focused more intently on what I had to do to deter
Cliff inseminating my wife.

	Because I was allowed to clean up my wife's used oozing pussy
between Cliff's deposits – which were usually at least 3
ejaculations each fuck session -  my wife often asked me to guide
Cliff's seemingly constantly hard dick back into her eager snatch
after each cleaning.

	The only reason she ever gave me was that it made her feel
better knowing that I was there with her and involved at what
could be a traumatic moment for her if she became pregnant by
another man, other than her husband.

	I only sort of understood her thinking on this matter, but I did
as she asked.  After that first time, they both had come to
expect me to guide Cliff's big rigid rod and it's bloated taunt
shiny dick head, into my wife's hot wet receptive cunt.

	It was awkward to be handling and guiding his massive member
while Carla looked on  as I did what was asked of me, but her
smiling support and encouragement helped me through my utter
embarrassment.

	As with watching them have sex in our bedroom, I soon got
accustomed to not only guiding Cliff's sizable erection to
Carla's fuck slit, but with my wife's directions, lapped and
licked the shiny head of his massive dick, to reduce the friction
of his entering and penetrating her soft hairy sex hole.

	I was very humiliated at putting my mouth on his penis, but
Cliff and my wife got me to see that  it would reduce the
possible entrance pain for Carla.  So as a caring husband, any
degradation I might have felt, certainly took a back seat to
easing any discomfort or pain I could prevent for my wife.

	The more and more I watched Carla and Cliff have sex, the more
they seem to require my involvement.

	One time when Cliff came over after a hard day at work and was a
bit tired, he was not as rigid as he ordinarily was upon seeing
my wife naked and in position to receive his jutting member.  It
was then my wife asked, well really strongly suggested – okay,
told me  - to stroke his penis to get him hard for her, as she
was eager to get fucked that day, as she was horny from a hard
day's work too.

	Well I began to handle and fondle his large member and he was
slowly erecting, but not as firm as he normally got.  I even
caressed his big egg size hairy balls.  That helped a bit, but he
still didn't erect as firm as was normal for him.

	“Charles darling,  take his dick head in your mouth suckle it a
bit.  That should do the trick.”  My wife said in an impatient
and imperative tone of voice as she looked over at me kneeling
before Cliff, as he sat on the edge of the bed fondling her ample
tits and rigid nipples.

	I looked at her, and then up at him.  They both looked at me as
if what they were asking of me was the most natural thing in the
world.  And in a way, it probably was a most practical thing to
do, but the thought of having his dick between my lips was
another act of humiliation that didn't escape me.

	However, knowing they both were in a sort of irritable state, I
did as I was told.  I didn't want either of them to become
quarrelsome and direct their anger at me.

	And as with the whole series of adjustments I was seeming to
have to make because of Cliff's intrusion into our lives and
marriage, I often ended up handling and orally preparing his cock
for my wife's pussy.  And I also even held, and was frequently
asked – okay, told – to lick his heavy hairy nut sac as the two
of them engaged in coitus.

	But alas, no mattered that I gave it my best, my best was
obviously not enough.  After many bouts of sexual intercourse,
	Carla became pregnant in less than 3 months.

	I of course was extremely disappointed at my failure to deter
her insemination by Cliff.

	After failing at prevention, I next moved to trying some type of
damage control.

	“You ought to be ashamed of yourself for even thinking such a
thing.  You know Cliff would not allow me to have an abortion
after all the trouble he's going through to make a baby in me. 
You should be glad I don't tell him you're suggesting such a
thing.  I wouldn't blame him if he gave you a good trouncing.” 
Said my wife in a highly agitated tone.

	I had to admit she was correct in her assessment, and I ended up
apologizing to her for my emotional irresponsibility.

	“Charles honey, I can see why you feel the way you do, but we
both have more to worry about than ourselves now.  We're soon
going to have a little one in our midst.  And even though Cliff
will be the real father, the baby will be legally our and you'll
be the legal dad.  They say a baby changes everything, so
darling, we'll just have to change too.”  Carla said in a cooing
sensual tone.

	I knew by her words she really did want to have Cliff's baby, so
I knew that there was nothing else for me to do except resign
myself to being the daddy of their child and his continued
control over my wife, and well me too.

	Carla delivered a baby boy.  He strongly favored Cliff.  My wife
named him Clifton.

	I found out that Carla was right.  Having a baby in the family
does change things.  We three, including Cliff, were all focusing
on the little fellow.  Even though strongly humiliated by my wife
having another man's baby,  I did grow attached to  “our son” and
even more so when he started calling me “Da Da”.

	Cliff and my wife were openly dating as if they were man and
wife within a few weeks after baby Cliff was born.  While they
went out on dates, or away for weekend trips, I did the
babysitting.

	By then, both my folks and Carla's parents knew that I was
basically a figurehead husband and that the stud, or Alpha male,
of the family was Cliff.

	“Son, you have nothing to be ashamed of.  You have presented me
with a handsome new grandson.  Plus you have a beautiful wife
that you're keeping happy by being a good husband and doing what
she and her stud desires of you.”

	Mother's words were definitely bitter sweet and did cause me
embarrassment, but it was strange that I also felt a bit of 
pride at having received mother's compliments.

	You see mother has always been a dominant figure in my life, so
any compliments from her always pleased me.

	A little over two years later, Cliff  was ready for my wife to
have another baby.

	When Carla told me, I was upset to say the least, but at the
same time, I wasn't totally surprised, since Cliff had grown so
close to my wife that he literally saw her as his woman, even
though she was legally my wife.   He, in different ways, told me
as much.

	I knew he had a lot of control over her and knew that my role
was that of the lesser man, and that my strength with my wife was
in being cooperative and obedient to her and her lover.

	So even though I protested, I knew that it would be to no avail,
and was told so by Carla.

	“I understand your feelings Charles, but Cliff wants to
inseminate me again, and well darling I can't refuse him, as you
know.  Plus, it was so wonderful last time getting knocked up by
him, I know it will be good this time too.

	“And by the way, he told me to tell you that you'll have the
same opportunity this time be my “oral birth control” as you were
last time.”  I hated that she put a slight emphasis on “oral
birth control”, but I knew she was basically telling me that I
had to get use to her being Cliff's incubator.

	I knew it was probably a losing proposition to try to beat out
her Cliff's virility over his “3 month's window”, but something
in me said I couldn't just give up without trying.  Hence, I
became their oral birth control one more time. And once again I
failed to deter his abundant deposits of jism from knocking her
up.

	After the third baby, my role as their oral birth control was
more ceremonial than anything else, as I have routinely become my
wife's and Cliff's routine oral cunt and cock cleaner for all
their sex sessions.  It's just expected of me now.

	Both my family and Carla's family have accepted my pussy whipped
wimpy cuckold position in the marriage, and basically see Cliff
as the man of the house, despite that I'm the family provider. 
He gets their respect as my wife's “real man”, and I get their
pity.

	Despite that neither my wife's family or mine, sees me as man
enough to satisfy my wife, nevertheless I do the best I can to
keep her and to preserve my marriage, even if it means having –
well, really being forced - to share her with her lover of many
years.

	I really can't blame my wife for her role in all this, after
all, she is just too naturally weak to resist Cliff and his
aggressive, predatory sexual prowess.  For I too can't help but
admire his sexual stamina and physical endowments.   The more
times I suck his cock to completion, the more I have come to
respect his sexual capabilities.

	Yes, he has me suck his big horny dick on demand.  And believe
me, I've  swallowed a lot of his ejaculate over the years.  I did
so not only because he could easily intimidate me into doing so,
but also because my wife Carla sees me as doing what I can to
keep friction, in our unorthodox relationship, to a minimum.

	Despite our situation – that is, being held hostage to Cliff's
sexual control -  it really boosts my ego that my wife respects
me for all I continually do to be a devoted husband and provider
to her and the kids.

	Oh, and speaking of kids, it's been over 18 years of marriage
for me and Carla now - and well Cliff too.  And I have 7 kids
calling me daddy,  which includes a set of twins. All  “our”
children are courtesy of Cliff.

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