My Darling Cuckold

By Heather ©

Part 8

Disclaimer:

If you don’t like graphic sexual stories, if you are under 18, or if you live in a state where reading this is illegal, then don’t read this and leave. If it is illegal in your state to possess this literature then I suggest you leave as well. This is a work of fiction to display fantasy.

I woke up to a beautiful Saturday morning and had such a craving for Mack to ravage me as only Mack knew how to do. Jason was still sound asleep and I knew he’d hate me if he knew what I was thinking after what happened to him last week. I needed to get off so badly after thinking about that, that I began fingering myself over the images still running through my head.

While I worked myself off, I ran through all the gritty details of that day and when I remembered inviting Abby into town, my fingers took on a mission of their own. I had often masturbated while thinking about Abby, but now that she had told me that hooking up with her was a real possibility, I had all kinds of perverse thoughts about her. Unfortunately for Jason, he was a part of those thoughts as well. I dreamed of telling Abby all about how my training him as my cuckold was moving along, and even some of the details I had still been too ashamed for Jason’s sake to admit to her.

Though I had briefly mentioned to Jason on a couple of occasions that he was my cuckold now, I purposely kept from telling him just how much I was working overtly and subconsciously to reach that end. I knew that when I was able to openly talk about his new role in front of any of our affairs that he would be properly trained. I cursed Mack every time I would think of that word “training”, because he had been the one to implant it into my head in the first place. As much as I hated to admit it to myself, I had accepted very quickly the desire to train, not only another human being for my pleasure, but to do it to the one I loved most. There was something highly erotic about knowing what I was doing to him, and as long as I thought he could accept what I was demanding of him without any real permanent mental scars, I was going to press forward until I had molded him into the perfect sex toy for me to enjoy.

I thought for sure that my climax was going to wake Jay, but he didn’t seem to notice a thing as my images melted away into a river of stored memory once more. However, this time Mack didn’t leave. I knew why and I had to finally meet that problem head on when it suddenly came to me how to do it. He had been the one to start me down this road of depravity, and as I hatched my scheme, all the tiny details fell into place. I grinned brighter than the sun when I went over the details in my mind, and even though Jason might not like the role he would play in my plan, he would love the results. I got up and went for a walk to mull over all the risks and benefits, but I knew that if I pulled everything off just right that I would soon be the keeper of two cuckolds, and in the end I would still get the pleasure of fucking the crap out of Mack on my terms.

As if on cue, Abby called and wanted to get caught up on the past week of what I had been doing to Jason. As my confidant, she was the only person in the world to really know about my somewhat hidden efforts to train Jason; even what the eventual outcome was to be. She also had been made privy to Mack’s last assault on us and that meant that I was about to tell her what I had just come up with as my sounding board. Just as I had thought, she loved my idea, too. The risks of something going wrong were just as bothersome to her, but we plotted how to take precautions to protect the entirety of the plan. I ended our conversation just as I got back to the motel with a very tantalizing idea for her; getting fucked by Mack to see just what I had been bragging about. At first she reminded me that Kenny was still her boyfriend, but all I had to do was remind her of the new life I had been enjoying to get her onboard with a quick affair.

I jumped on the bed when I saw Jason stirring and woke him up with my news. To get the greatest results, not to mention my own greatest sexual benefits, I couldn’t tell him everything or even what the expected outcome was to be; but he would endure when it happened just as he had been all along. Jason wanted to know how I would get to see Mack again since he hadn’t been by to lay claim to us in over a week; a fact which had bothered us every day. I sort of figured that he was either locked up in some jail, or just trying to drive us crazy. Jason suggested that I might find him at the bar, but I didn’t want any witnesses to be able to say I had invited Mack back to my arms.

After getting dressed, we went next door for some breakfast and continued talking over the plans, but there was one little thing I needed to complete my scheme and I didn’t have a clue where to get it from; until I thought about Abby again. I made a quick call to her and though she didn’t have what I needed, she knew someone that did. I could tell that she saw it as the perfect reason for coming out to see me, but the bitch made me all but promise to get her into bed to talk her into doing it for me. She tried to hide her desire for some lesbian action, but it squeeked through. Poor Jason was whispering that he wasn’t going to see her if she did come out and I shushed him repeatedly over his protests. I had already made up my mind over what he was going to put up with, so he wasn’t going to change my mind with a little whining.

Abby told me that she could make it out to us by four in afternoon and that meant that the only real problem was getting a hold of Mack. Then I saw a horrible side of Abby that I never knew was in her; she suggested that I use Jason as chum; and she was right. Since I knew Mack went to the bar across from our old motel nearly every night, he would most certainly be there on Saturday. I would have to send Jason out there to walk the street as some kind of a hooker. I knew Mack loved torturing Jason so much that he would pick right up on any chance to humiliate him whenever the situation presented itself. I would have to use all my best efforts to persuade Jason to take the risk of getting face fucked again, but I knew I could do it. Once again however, Jason was going to meet his fears head on once more, and with far more than just Mack.

My last serious concern was what if Mack wasn’t alone? Mack was dangerous enough on his own and I knew the risks would go exponential with every friend he might allow to tag along. I decided to leave that up to Jason to handle as his second little task and he would have to be just as clandestine with that as everything else would be tonight. I spent the rest of the day waiting for Abby to arrive and working out my script to include dotting every “i” and crossing every “t”.

The closer it came time for Abby to arrive, the more Jason wanted to take a long walk until she left. I decided that I would spare his feelings for the moment, but after the plan started, he would be my bitch for the rest of the night. I knew if I pulled off correcting Mack’s behavior that I was going to be in such a powerful bitch mode that I would need my cuckold more than ever to help me celebrate.

I had just told Jason that I would let him out of having to see Abby, but begged him to let me watch him between her legs just once. He didn’t agree to it, but I finally got him to agree that I might get him to do it some time down the road. I kissed him at the door as he was going out for a couple of hours, opened the door for him, and heard, “What service… do I get carried in as well?”

Jason had just missed avoiding running into Abby. She gave me the typical kiss on my cheek greeting and then gave a hairy eyeball of knowledge Jason’s way. He wanted to slink away until Abby talked him into staying for a few minutes while she showed us what she had brought to help us out. From her bag she pulled a bunch of small plastic pods and a small electronic box along with an assortment of wires and batteries. She started to tell us what everything was and that the only items needed were a VRC and TV. Those we had!

I began showing what we had to work with and then I decided to get rid of Jason so that we girls could plan his demise, along with Mack’s. I asked him to leave everything up to us and told him to enjoy some alone time. But I made it clear that it was his duty to be in front of the bar trying to find Mack for me just before nine o’clock. That seemed to be the time Mack liked to come out to play. I asked Abby to give Jason a goodbye kiss since she wouldn’t be there when he got back; which she gave him a quick peck on the cheek. When he was at the door, I called to him as I went around Abby and ran my hands back to her front to cup her crotch. “You want a quick bite to eat before you leave?”

Jason was not pleased with my open display in front of the very girl that had started all this. He still despised Abby for that; but I loved her for the same reason. When the door closed, she turned to see me as my hands went from her crotch to her ass. “You’re not going to let me stay and see the fireworks? What a bitch!”

I giggled my newly acquired devilish chuckle and replied, “Well, you won’t be here when he gets back, but you won’t be far away either. I don’t want you around Mack until I have him under control.”

“Will I at least get to see the pictures, though?”

“Girl, you can have a copy as long as you swear on your girls that you’ll never let anyone ever see them. But if you think you’re going to leave town before Jason shows your pussy a good time, you’re frigging nuts.”

Abby asked incredulously, “You’re really going to make him do that to me? I thought you were just screwing with his head.”

I smiled at her sweetly and decided it was time to tell her all the dirty little secrets I had been holding back; including exactly what I had decided to train Jason to do as my cuckold. I told her all about Mack and even what had happened to Jason that first night in town and every other time when Mack was around. After seeing my conflicted loyalties between Jason and me, she began to understand why neutralizing Mack was so important to me. It was one thing for me to do sick things to the love of my life, but another whole story for Mack to do it as an outsider. Abby asked how she got into the inside of things and I told her, “You have to sleep with the most dominant one, and that’s me.”

Abby’s response of raising her eyebrows was both energizing to me and told me what I could expect by the end of the night. As we worked to get our end of things ready for the big show, Abby and I talked about everything under the sun that had been happening with me since moving to the big city. She became envious over what I was building my life into, at least the sexual portion of it, and wished aloud that she could mimic me. I suggested that she turn Kenny into her cuckold, but we both thought that he just didn’t have what it took to really submit to a female; let alone other men or the humiliating things I was training Jason to do.

Abby asked me what I thought the chances of Jason finding and bringing Mack back would be and I told her very good. Mack was a creature of habit that I seemed to be able to rely on. Then she grabbed me by my shoulders, sat me on the bed and said, “I’m worried about you. If this guy is as crazy and huge as you say he is, what if he doesn’t like getting blackmailed. And just how are you going to make it look the way you want it to?”

“First, I’m going to give Mack the same carrot on a stick that I’ve been leading Jason with as a reward, and secondly, I know how to get what I want.” I leaned over and gave her a soft kiss. It was the first time I ever kissed her lips to lips, and it was exquisite. “See… I got you here in my bed, didn’t I?”

Instantly, Abby began blushing and I began lifting her top up her chest. She reached her arms up to help me and then I reached around her back to unhook her bra and took it off her. I’d seen her boobs many times, but never so close to me. I leaned down and suckled her left nipple before biting at it playfully until it was a hard little marble. I leaned back and took off my own shirt and slapped her leg. “Let’s test this shit out and make sure we’re ready.”

“Like this,” she asked?

I stared at her lovely form and responded, “Can you think of a better way?”

I knew being topless in front of me was driving her wild, but all I wanted to do was get her as charged up as I was right now. We worked diligently until eight-fifteen when I told her she had best leave. She was going to go next door and watch from the fast food joint until either I came for her, or until she saw Mack leave. In the meantime, she could get some supper. When she asked about Jason and I about what we were going to eat, I told her how I didn’t like eating right before a romp with Mack. As far as Jason went, I giggled when I told her that I would fix him something when Mack was there.

“You’re getting to be a real little bitch, aren’t you?” Abby smiled and added, “And let’s not forget the pussy pie I get to feed him. You aren’t going to leave me high and dry are you?”

“No way, girl! You’re finally going to get to see Jason’s greatest attribute when it comes to sex. And believe me, if you hold his head right where you want it to be, he’ll make you scream like a banshee. Now, they could be coming any minute… so go.”

I took a last look around and made my final plans in my mind. I spent the rest of the time trying to keep my hands away from my own pussy while waiting for Jason to return with my next plaything. I stood in the window dreaming about how Mack’s cock felt in me and could feel myself getting wet just dreaming about the man. Tonight would be the last night Mack got his way with me on his terms; tomorrow it would be on my terms.

I saw the lights of Mack’s car pull into the drive of the motel, and closed the curtain just enough to allow me to see just how many people were in the car. My love had done a superb job; they were alone. I felt sorry for Jason when Mack put his arm around him as they began walking across the parking lot. He did it to purposely belittle Jason and once again I hated what was happening to his manhood at the hands of another man. I guess what I really hated was that the other man was doing it to Jason instead of me. I pulled the curtain tight and tore off my top. I knew being seen in just my bra would set Mack right into motion. I ran to the switch box and turned it on, looked around the room, and smiled.

I heard Jason’s key in the door and when it opened, I swear I felt a little ejaculation coming from my crotch as I saw the man I was about to have a torrid sex match with walk in behind him. I set the game in motion with, “What’s going on? Why are you two together?”

Mack was so proud of himself as he described finding Jason along the sidewalk. He wrapped his arm around him again and pulled Jason tight to his body with one arm while his other hand starting groping at his crotch. Jay was trying to push his hand away, but Mack was just too strong for him.

“Leave him alone.” I must have looked plenty pissed when I added, “I’m tired of you doing this to us every few days. Just leave us alone.”

Mack couldn’t understand my change of mind, released Jason, and came towards me. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back into a very uncomfortable tilt. I cried out and begged him not to rape me again. Mack wasn’t a very intelligent guy, but he knew a hint when he heard one. His hand pushed its way over my belly and knocked my bra over my tits. He grabbed at my boobs in a rough molesting way and I slapped at his hands. That led to him bending over to bite at my nipples way too hard. I screamed out in pain and he brought his head to my neck to bite me there. I felt his hand on my skirt, and with one strong tug, he ripped it off my body. I began crying softly for him to leave me alone, but with his ear right next to my lips, I whispered, “Damn, this feels so good. Hit me… hit me for Jason to see.”

Mack began ripping my bra up over my head and when I struggled too hard, he backhanded me right across my face. I fell over face first into the bed crying. Jason couldn’t take me being abused and jumped on Mack’s back. My brave knight in shiny armor didn’t stand a chance against Mack, but his attempt did prove to me that his manhood hadn’t been entirely stolen away. All Mack had to do was shake him off, and then for his insolence, Mack grabbed his hair roughly and forced him to his knees. Holding him in one hand, he worked his pants and underwear down until his cock sprang out. I peeked at what was going on under my arm.

Jason took my lead, but not to such an extent that Mack would start beating on him. He knew Mack wouldn’t just slap him around as he had me; he would get a full beating and not like the easy one Kenny had given him. I watched as Mack began forcing that massive cock of his into Jay’s mouth and the sight of it took away the throbbing in my cheek. As fun as it was to watch Jason getting gagged, the sight of that thick piece of meat reminded me that it was mine and because I would get to see it raping my ass over and over, I took it away from Jason.

“Leave him alone, dammit. You know he can’t fight back against you. Just rape me you bastard and leave already.”

Mack looked back at me and decided I was inviting him for the roughest sex yet, so he wasn’t going to pass up my offer. He grabbed my legs to pull me to the bottom of the bed, ripped my panties off to leave them in tatters with my ass in the air and my face still in the bedding. I buried my head to hide my face as his girth tore into me one more time, but more brutally than ever before. My screams were muffled by the comforter while Mack made himself at home in my upturned ass as he stood at the bottom of the bed. And then, unbeknownst to him, Mack helped me more than ever. While trying to slam his cock into me as hard as he could, it fell out of me. But instead of simply slipping it back into me, he began trying to rape my butt hole. I didn’t like anal sex that much, and I certainly knew I didn’t want a prick as thick as Mack’s trying to get in there, so I fought wildly trying to escape his grip.

“Please,” I cried, “not there. Go ahead and rape me, but please… not there.”

I struggled as hard as I could to keep making him miss his mark until he gave up and went for my cunt again. I kept crying and cursing him out for how hard he was driving himself into me. But, even through my tears, I knew I would enjoy the feeling of his fantastically rough treatment of me for months to come. I had many fantasies ever since I had first fucked Mack about what getting raped would feel like, and as hard as it was to endure taking it from suck a massive cock, I just kept thinking about the upper hand it would give me later on.

Mack ran his hands under my belly and up until he had both of my boobs strangled in his fists, and then hoisted me back to his chest. He began biting at my neck again and I whispered, “Hit me again. Make this rough, big guy.”

Mack released my right boob and started swatting at my face. Then he slapped at my tit over and over until I screamed out for him to stop. All the time he was hitting me, he never stopped fucking me in my now kneeling position at the end of the bed. I finally had time to see that Jason had his fists doubled up and ready to attack Mack again. Mack saw me looking at him and saw the same thing and warned him to stay put until he was done with me or get his ass kicked. I told him the same thing and added that I could take it.

I suddenly had my torso pushed back to the bed when Mack was getting ready to cum. My hands were spread wide out trying to endure the slamming into me that Mack was enjoying the hell out of, and then I felt his last, deep push. I never felt a guy cumming in me so hard; I could feel every distinct pump of sperm his cock fired into me. I knew when he was finished with me when his hands pushed forward on the cheeks of my ass to get me away from him. I curled into a ball and wept into my hands.

When I heard Jason cry out in pain, I turned to see Mack dragging him to the bottom of the bed and forcing him to stay on his knees there. He then grabbed my knees to flip me over onto my back, and yanked me into the obvious position in front of Jason. I began begging him not to make Jason do this again, but he kept tugging me into position with my legs forced wide open. When he got my feet to the edge of the bed with a knee on either side of Jay’s head, Mack grabbed him by the back of his head and forced his face into the mess flowing freely out of me. He grabbed my hands and forced them onto Jason’s head, and threatened me to keep pulling on him until he had cleaned me up.

I turned my head away from Mack and feigned how disconcerting it was to be forcing my boyfriend to do this to me. And when Mack was dressed again he came over to kiss me and I was glad that he did that for a change. It’s not because he’s a good kisser, he’s not, but it gave me a chance to whisper one last command of him. I asked, “I need you to come back tomorrow… around noon.”

Mack sucked on my neck for a moment, and left. As soon as the door shut, I pushed Jason away from my crotch and apologized for having to do that to him. I swung my leg over his head and ran to the window to make sure Mack was gone, and as I turned around, I yelled, “Cut!”

Jason started getting to his feet, but I stopped him with, “Not yet, buddy boy! You didn’t begin to get me clean.”

I worked my crotch back to his face and pulled on the back of his head. I guess he was getting use to this particular treatment because he offered me little resistance. If he knew what was coming, he would have fought me tooth and nail. I kept my hands intertwined in the hair on the sides of his head, but relaxed. However, a few minutes later I scrunched my fingers together to hold him securely to me when I heard Abby letting herself into our room using my key.

Jason tried frantically to pull away as he heard Abby announcing herself. As soon as she saw where and what Jason was doing, she ran to the bed to watch. Jason began pleading around my lips to be released, but I told him that she already had caught him cleaning me up, so he was going to continue so she could see how well he could give a girl head. Abby wanted to know if Mack had dumped his load in me and when I said that he had, she went, “Eeewwe… how gross, Jason. You are a nasty little fucker. See… you could have had Kenny’s dick… I know his stuff tastes good.”

The bitch was really zinging it to his ego and I grinned over her help in cuckolding my man. Abby made herself at home while I insisted Jason provide her a good show. She mentioned the fact that I had to have been wearing my micro since I was still nearly bald, and while he was busy cleaning me up I had Abby begin stripping off her clothes as I asked her how my face looked. She noticed a bite mark on my neck first, but when she looked closer she could see the hand print on my face from Mack’s first slap. She got all bitchy over how I could let the fucker do that to me, but then added how she had seen the hunk leaving our room and figured I had gone onto cave woman mode. And then she took another shot at Jay by telling him that he had looked so cute under Mack’s arm as he had been walked along to the door.

I told Jason that he had done a very nice job of cleaning me up, but I wanted him to stay put. As I moved away from his mouth, I encouraged Abby to take my place. I got bitchy when I had to demand Jason to stay where he was when he saw what was coming for him. He tried to remind me that I had said he wouldn’t have to see Abby at all, so I sarcastically told him to close his eyes. It was so hot watching Abby sliding into position right up to Jason’s lips, and then without hesitation, pulled his head forward.

I saw that he wasn’t doing much to impress her and began sweet talking him, along with help from Abby. Eventually, we built up his ego enough so that he really applied a great deal of effort into making her smile. After I was sure he was going to do his best work, I went to get the tape that we had made. I rewound it and watched as the image of Mack came up as he came through the door. There were four separate views of him on the TV from the four lipstick cameras we had planted around the room. I picked the best angle on the switch box and suddenly, big as life, there was Jason sucking on my new cuckold’s erection. When Abby got her first glimpse of Jason giving head, she went nuts rubbing her pussy against his mouth. It was nice to know another girl really liked seeing such filth and depravity as I did.

I had the TV turned down and since it was on the dresser to his back, he had no idea what Abby was watching him do on camera. After a while though, she began letting Jason know how much she knew about our little secrets. When he started flopping around under her grip on his hair, she assuaged his fears by saying she would never reveal his secrets to anyone, including her boyfriend Kenny. When Jason finally had Abby close to cumming, her rants turned into making nice to Jay and complimenting his abilities. It had a very positive effect on him, because his hands grabbed the cheeks of her ass which was a sure sign of him enjoying himself. It made me smile to see him admitting that he was enjoying some part of the night.

I sat next to them and coached Jason on his fine job of taking care of my best friend, and told him how this particular talent was one that he should be greatly proud of; it made him the real man to us. And I guess our fawning encouragement worked well, because when Abby told us she was about to cum, he went nuts on her and did his famous nibbling on the clit thing between his lips until her hips were high in the air trying to get away from him.

It was absolutely beautiful watching Abby’s body heave uncontrollably under Jason’s face as she had the undoubtedly best orgasm of her life. She couldn’t stop folding her body in half as she tried getting Jason to release her clit; a feeling I knew very well. She was all sweaty and her eyes were huge. She thanked Jason profusely over showing her the best time she’d ever had in that way and compared his efforts to that of a sex god. I bragged on him myself until his frowns had totally disappeared and were replaced with smug smiles. He knew he was king of men down there.

Abby sat up and began telling me just how wonderful Jason had pleased her and I told her that he still had a couple of notches that she hadn’t seen. I said, “You should feel it when he slips his fingers inside you and goes to work on your G-spot while he does that.

And then just as fast, Jason turned around to get his ego kicked in the stomach again. I was beginning to realize that setting him up for a chop to his manhood was very electrifying to me. I watched his eyes as they stared at the TV as he slowly came to the understanding that Abby had seen him already sucking Mack off as he had pleasured her. Maybe it was the feminist in me that took pleasure in putting a male in his place by destroying his self-esteem immediately after raising it, but whatever it was, I was really getting off watching him understand that another girl now knew he was a cocksucker. After a precious few moments of watching him fall into a crevice of despair, both Abby and I hugged on him as we each took turns stroking his fragile male ego.

I started with, “Sorry sweetie, but yes, she saw what you did to Mack, but it’s cool. You know she won’t tell anyone about your secret.”

“That’s right, honey. After that licking, I owe you my vow of secrecy. You can suck men off all you want and I’ll never say a word to anyone. Damn, if you’re as good at that as you are at giving girl’s head, you should be bragging about how good you are, not sulking about it.”

Abby kept looking at me behind Jason’s back to make sure she was staying within the limits I had warned her about earlier. Destroying a man’s macho image is a delicate thing that should give a girl great pleasure, but shouldn’t go so far as to cripple him permanently. The fun is the roller coaster motion of toying with his emotions. First you bring it up, and then you ride it down. And since I saw for the first time that Abby had a bit of crush working on Jason, I felt my license to do so was extended to her. I didn’t actual realize it until that moment, but I had sort of given Abby my tacit approval to think of my boyfriend as her part time fling, as well as a touch of owning her own cuckold. Being my best friend gave her a certain latitude, permission if you will, that even Bella wouldn’t receive.

After hearing from us for several minutes about how his sucking men off didn’t really affect the way we thought about him as a man, it was time to reward him. First I explained to him how silly it was for him as a guy to freak out over a little homoerotic experience, and offered my self as the opposite gender example. “Look, I wouldn’t feel like any less of a girl for eating out Abby, why should you feel bad about giving a guy the pleasure of a lifetime with those wonderful lips of yours? And to prove it to you, I’m going to let you watch me make out with her for the first time ever. Will that make you smile?”

I turned to see that it definitely made Abby smile, and went back to stroking Jason’s manhood. “Come on, I know that there isn’t a guy on earth that doesn’t fantasize about seeing two girls getting it on. And this will be our first time. I’ve never done anything like this before; you should be all excited.”

Abby did the dick test by reaching around to the front of Jason for a feel and proclaimed. “Yeah, he’s ready to watch, all right. Just feel how hard he is just thinking about it.”

I took a feel for myself and smiled over her astute comment. Then I told Jason to go sit in the chair, drop his pants, and whack himself silly while he watched me make love to another girl for the first time. Abby wanted to get started and chided him to hurry up, but when I made a move on her, she stopped me until Jason dropped his pants to show he would participate; from a distance.

As soon as she relaxed over getting him prepared, I pushed her onto her back and went wild sucking and feeling her boobs and nipples. I’d always loved her nipples whenever I got a peek at them. I had even told her before, so now that they were mine to enjoy, she just laid back and let me have at them. I began feeling my way through my second pussy as I ravaged her chest with my other hand and lips.

Through all those years I had been afraid to approach Abby sexually, if I had of known it would be like this, I would have probably gone after her years earlier. She had a ripping body, soft and smooth, and her scent illuminated my fantasies. I tussled with her arms to get them over her head and sat on top of her to soak up her beauty in her submissive pose. The way her boobs spilled to each side of her chest was such a natural attraction to me, and her face full of wonderment and excitement turned my folds into a molten patch of lust. But I saw more as I held her splayed to take in her beauty. One tiny little glint in her eye and an almost imperceptibly quick glance at my mound resting just under her boobs told me of a story so short in its wake, yet spoke volumes in its depth. I smiled down at her as I began sliding my body up over her chest. She twisted a little under me trying to disguise her desire, her want for me to do what she so obviously craved to have done to her. Perhaps this is why she had had so much fun earlier at Jason’s expense; perhaps it was a subconscious mimic of what she wanted to have happen to her.

Abby continued struggling under me, but didn’t once make a serious effort to bounce me off her. That was when I dragged my bottom over the top of her chest and rubbed my vulva hard into her mouth. She made sputtering noises and her face looked just as tormented as Jason’s had been earlier, but I knew that snippet of lust in her eyes all too well to be fooled. I nestled my pussy full into her lower face and cooed, “Its okay, honey, we’re all friends here. Just enjoy yourself and take your time.”

I’d always had a way of making Abby relax and put her fears to rest, but if I’d known that this was what she had wanted before, I would have made her my bitch years ago. Just thinking about all those nights we spent at each other’s houses with time that could have been better spent drove me nuts. It also occurred to me now why she had started all this freaky shit in the first place. She had tried using Jason as the scapegoat, but now I knew it was her clever little plan to get the boys into weird sex so as to drag us along into it. She needed to be taught a lesson; but I needed to keep her close to my inner circle even more so that I would be the benefactor of her desires.

That was when I remembered that Jason was right next to us and turned to see he was almost casually jerking himself off as he watched, mesmerized, as I was finally forcing sex on someone other than him. I made purposeful strokes against Abby’s face and saw how that seemed to please Jason and his hand worked faster. I noticed that the slight background noise had ended and took Jason away from his task long enough to rewind the tape and start it again. When I told him to keep turning up the sound until I could hear him gurgling around Mack’s cock, he grew dismayed understanding that despite Abby not being able to see the screen, she was going to hear Mack making him his bitch.

A smirk came across my face while I looked over my newest minion and thought about that dominance issue yet again. It seemed to boil down to a very clear distinction of dominant and submissive behavior. There was a clear chain of order among us, and I never felt so powerful as when I realized I was now at the top of that dominant chain; and poor Jason seemed to be at the bottom of it concerning every other person. Abby had just made him her bitch, and now I was making her mine. Perhaps, coaxing her to be mine would be more properly uttered. Mack was soon to find out that he was now my puppet, and both Bella and Stacy seemed close to having my hand up their asses to make them perform for me, as well.

Understanding the awesome sword I wielded was driving me into a fit of heat and need, and now that I saw myself as calling all the shots I had no qualms about taking anything I wanted. And right now what I wanted was to taste my dear friend in a way I had often desired, yet had been too afraid to dare broach. I spun around into a sixty-nine on Abby, but the current scene on the screen was just too awesome to not allow Abby to get in on it. The tape was at the point where Mack was about to face fuck Jason, So I removed my leg over Abby’s head and told her to watch.

Hearing the guttural male displays along with the visual assertions would be entrancing to any girl. The torment displayed on Jason’s face as he had to take Mack into his mouth yet again was invigorating to me and even Abby made quick comments about the real “male bonding” going on. But it was that struggling sound, the gurgling coming from Jason’s throat that made Abby’s body tense up under me. There was just something about a stronger, more powerful male dominating the weaker male in such a depraved way that made this scene the most breathtakingly primal aphrodisiac.

I looked over to see Jason’s reaction to the scene on the screen, and he was exposing his true desire very well. His knuckles were white from his efforts to cum right then and there at this scene. I looked back and nodded my head towards Jason so that Abby would look. Her head went between the screen and Jason, and she saw how enthralled he was over his own sodomizing. I decided to let him have his fun and slowly began to feast upon my dear friends’ crotch as I made my own available to her again.

I had often imagined what having my face buried in another girl’s pussy would be like and now that I was getting a taste of Abby, I wish I had of tried it years earlier when we were little. There was something so natural about licking the genitals of your own sex as a way of exploring your own. I toyed with her clit and parted the short pubes that tried to hide it from my tongue. I lapped slowly once through the folds of her pussy, and when I felt how wet she was, I kept doing it until my tongue naturally fell deeper and deeper into her with each pass. When I wondered about losing my control by doing this to her, I naturally ground myself harder into her face to assert that this was my act of desire, not hers. I even sat back to squash my lips into her face as I had the undeniable need to call her my bitch just to make sure she knew her place. Just because I was experimenting on her didn’t mean she was any less my submissive vixen. Even a queen gets to demand her feasts.

After a good ten minutes of lapping away at my girl, I caught Jason out of the corner of my eye. He was just staring and near drooling over the sight before him and that made me very self conscious that he was seeing me in a somewhat submissive posture. Jason had finished himself off and was now only half hard as he was focused totally on us. The prick had ruined it for me and I had to reassert my place within the pack. I sat up and thus forced my ass hard into Abby’s face. She twisted under me trying to free her nose for a breath of air. I thought to myself, “I’ll get at you again later. You’re mine now just like Jason, just like Mack, and even the two girls down the street. Bella had already submitted to me, and it wouldn’t be long before Stacy did as well.”

An hour later, we were all asleep in the bed with Abby in the middle. I would paw at her throughout the night, and I caught her doing the same to me, and even harassing Jason some as if a sport to her.

Just before noon the next day, the three of us were waiting for Mack. I was about to do something even I saw as a very dangerous and tricky tightrope to walk. I needed to let him know I was in charge of things now, but he wouldn’t roll over to my demands as easily as Jason. His ego was far more inflated and I needed to let the air out of it more than pop it as I had done to Jay. Just thinking about his hulking stature made me second guess myself over and over. I concentrated on my preparations to make sure they were as formidable as I had planned. The computer was on and ready to go, Mack’s CD was on the night table and ready for him to take, and Abby and I had already talked about what I was going to make my puppet do to practice my new place of dominance over him. He would have his ability to assert himself, but not with me.

A loud banging made it clear that Mack was at the door. I went over to answer the knock and slowly opened it, but he had brought another man with him; no doubt to pass me off to him as well. Too bad; if it had been any other time, I would have enjoyed it. But this was my pissing contest to win.

“Tell him to wait for you in the car.”

Mack didn’t like me giving him orders, so I gave him a good reason.

“You won’t want him to see what you’re about to see… so, have him wait in the car.” I saw he was puzzled, so for the first time ever, I made sure he understood it was a demand with a very male-like grunt. “Now, dammit!”

Mack sent him away and wrongly told him he would come get him in a minute. When we were all inside, and after he made a few suggestive remarks about Abby joining us, I strolled over to the computer and told Mack to watch what I was doing. I handed him his copy of the CD I had made while my fingers stroked the keyboard. I told him how the CD was one of many and that several of my friends already had copies. Jason hadn’t been privy to my newest assault on his manhood, so I called him over to watch what I had done to him as a residual effect of putting Mack under my thumb.

Abby joined the circle behind me as they watched me bringing up the peer to peer program and in the search box I typed one word, R-A-P-E. I turned to see Mack smirking as I informed the two males that I had uploaded four particular files the night before and I was anxious to see just how many people online at the moment might have them available. As the results started populating the search screen, I grinned when I saw the names I had applied to the files come up, and then the number of holders of them grew into the dozens.

I hit on the one I liked best and naturally it said that that file was already on my hard drive. I went, “Oops, forgot that” and opened the file. As my video player started working the file, Mack soon saw the images that Abby and I, and even Jason, had had sex over last night. Mack wanted to know why we had videotaped him without his knowing and I shushed him at each outburst. I left the volume high enough so that he could hear everything on the tape. The only thing not heard were those three quiet whispered instructions I had given him. I made note of them at each point they came up, and when the tape was over, I spun my chair around to eyeball Mack.

Mack was all grins knowing that he was the centerpiece of an internet file, but poor Jason was cowering over knowing that I had made his humiliation a part of the world net. I would work on him later, but Mack was my focus at the moment.

I asked Mack, “So, how did you like it?”

He was all grins and giggles, and I almost hated to burst his bubble. After he told me that he loved watching himself fucking his toys, I pointed out that perhaps Jason was still his toy, when I wanted it, but that I was no longer his to think of that way. His grin began fading as I brought the video back to a very important scene and ran it again for him. It was the first time he had slapped me. I then replayed a short area where there was no doubt I was crying very hard and struggling to grip the bed as he thrust hard into me. I saw Abby wince as she had every time she saw those parts. She knew my end had been played up, but not the hitting or physical nature of Mack’s intrusion into me.

I picked up my cell phone and hit a couple of numbers. “I guess I should call the police now and let them know that my rapist is back trying to attack me again.”

Mack snatched my phone from me and demanded to know what I was trying to do to him. He even pointed out how I had asked for him to hit me.

“Now Mack, I didn’t hear that on the tape. Did you?”

He struggled to put it all together until his eyes finally told me he understood enough and I could begin to explain the things he hadn’t figure out. He handed me back my phone and said, “I get it. I’ll leave you alone, but I want that fucking video off the internet.”

“Come on now, Mack, you know you can’t get anything off the net. Why do you think I put it there in the first place? It’s there forever. And if anything ever happens to me, it will be the first thing all my friends point the cops to, and you’ll never taste freedom ever again.” I watched his dismayed frown that had taken the place of his earlier grins, and added, “But think again if you really think you’re going to leave me alone. You know I love that cock of yours, and all… all those wondrous feelings it gives me. I told you the other day that you scared me, but you don’t anymore. Not now that I have the power.”

Mack saw that Abby was smiling as wide as I was and asked me, “What the hell’s going on? What do you want?”

“I just want to feel safe, and now I do. I’m not saying that we don’t get to play together anymore, but it’s going to be my way from now on. I’ll come to you when I want a good fucking, or if you’re nice, maybe you can come to me and ask nicely. Who knows what our new future holds in store for us now?”

The underlying sexual tone of my voice drove him into a totally new direction. He had come here to ravage both me and Jason so that thought hadn’t gone too far from his head. I watched as his face revealed that he still wanted to get laid, and now Abby and I smirked at each other. I stood up and grabbed Mack by his cock through his pants. I could feel him swelling at light speed in my hand.

“You need to get off, huh big boy?” I rubbed him hard and then invited Abby to take a feel of his pleasure instrument. Her eyes grew when she felt it for that first time in her own hand and made a couple of cute little gasps. I said, “See what I was telling you? How could I give this up?”

Mack went to grab me and I pulled away and said, “Sorry, big guy, but I can’t reward you with this; not today.”

His face was the precious face of a guy feeling like he had been the victim of a serious cock teasing. I was taking great pleasure in producing my first orchestration of sex involving Mack. He snapped his head to eyeball Abby and I inserted, “Nope, not her either. But, as a consolation prize so that you don’t have to walk away with blue balls, you can jerk yourself off while we watch.” He instantly grew pissed at me even suggesting that he would ever have to pull himself off, but with one more of those borrowed male grunts, I offered him a second option, “Or…” and looked at Jason.

Jason probably never felt so betrayed before and seeing me offer him up as Mack’s only logical alternative left him horribly mortified over my suggestion. This time when I looked at Abby, we shared a feeling that only girls really understand. We immediately became those feminists that were meting out revenge against all males, and it would be an event that would remain burnt into our memories forever.

Mack quickly reverted to his old self and began undoing his belt. Jason began begging me to stop his humiliation, and as his head snapped to Abby, I knew he was about to get put through his most embarrassing trial yet. Abby was the last person in the world, this side of his own family, which he would want to see entertained by his forced compliance at the hands of another man. After all, it was she that had started this sexual perversion in the first place, and I knew that having her see her efforts rewarded would be about the hardest thing Jason would ever have to endure; but it really had to be done sometime, so why not now?

I grabbed Abby by her arm to back us off behind the bed, and just as that first time for me, we both knelt on the bed to watch these men as they settled their dominance issues among themselves. Jason started for the door and even though Mack blocked it first, I gave Jason another agonizing thought to mull over; there was another man out there in the parking lot if he didn’t behave. Jason’s gulping motion said it all and he fretfully resigned himself to his fate.

Mack finished removing his pants and underwear and when his cock sprang into full view, I smiled at Abby. She now understood the full breadth of why I couldn’t just let Mack walk away from my life totally. And since this was all about us girls getting entertained by my competing cuckolds, I wanted it as visual as all hell. I told Mack to show his chest off to Abby, and then told Jason that he was going to get stripped, too. It was his choice; do it himself or have it done for him at Mack’s hands. He decided his own hands would be better and began undressing.

When Jason’s still limp prick fell into view, Abby and I turned to raise our eyebrows at each other. There was truly no comparison between my men in that department. I leaned over and whispered for her to watch Jason’s cock as things proceeded. And just as I had begun coming aware of, it didn’t get hard when Mack went to grab his hair, but it definitely swelled.

Mack grabbed Jason’s hair tightly and drew him down to his knees and began telling him that “the girls” wanted a good show. Was he ever right! The fear and humiliation on Jason’s face as Mack’s cock kept thumping into his face as he struggled to get free was driving me wild. I nearly giggled at Abby as she watched me lift my skirt up to thrust my hands under the crotch of my panties. She unsnapped her shorts and was joining me in a fever pitch. I could tell she had never seen a guy giving head before, and seeing it in such a brutal manner her first time would be a gift unlike any other I could ever give her again.

Mack was really playing it up for us and taunted Jason’s mouth several times by wiping the tip of his cock over his lips. And Jason really had to be embarrassed; because this was the first time I saw Mack really having to work to get Jay to open his mouth. He had to shake his head around several times before Jason would open up to relieve the pain caused by the ripping motion of his hair. I was glad that I had warned Abby that things would probably get a little brutal with her in attendance, and sure enough, she winced in her own pain at seeing Jason manhandled to such an extent. Even after Mack had won and he was holding Mack’s cock in his mouth, he refused to start his sucking motion until Mack slapped him curtly across the face a couple of times. I wanted to command Jason to behave to minimize his assault, but I knew it was almost more humane to allow the boys to work things out on their own. Mack was all man and knew very well how to get Jason to work for him.

When Mack really started fucking Jason’s face, Abby nearly fell over and had to grab my arm to gain her balance. I almost felt ashamed giggling over her antics while my poor, sweet love was getting used so unabashedly. And when the gagging and sputtering sounds began emanating from Jason, it was all over. Both Abby and I worked ourselves off with all the vigor of two wanton whores. Jason had to grab at Mack’s ass to keep from getting knocked over, but I assumed Abby would think that he was just hanging on to keep from being knocked over. But then again, his hands did seem to keep flexing as if to get a better feel of his lover.

Everything was so intense that Mack was ready to cum all too quickly and when he told Jason he was going to cum all over his face, I cried out, “No… keep going. I want Abby to see it all.” I had just resigned Jason to the dignity busting chore of swallowing for his man just as any woman would, and his eyes grew flush with anger over my outcry for his domination. Mack wasn’t going to make it any easier for him. His hands grabbed the hair on the sides of his head and began choking him on every deep thrust. The bed was literally bouncing under us girls from our fiddling in anticipation of the ending blow to Jason’s ego.

As Mack took his final deep plunge that made Jason twist his head trying to keep from having his throat damaged under the pressure, I tapped Abby to let her know it was happening, and my own jaw dropped open. Everything went into slow motion as my body shuddered in a prolonged orgasm, and I saw Jason’s throat working to absorb the food being fed to him. His eyes were closed, but I could tell there was something about the way he finally held still to drink from Mack’s cock that was directly for my benefit. In his own sweet way, he was giving me the one thing he knew I was doing all this for; to see him denigrated to nothing more than my obliging cuckold. Swallowing another man’s sperm, after all, could be nothing less than the ultimate submission for a guy.

Abby fell over onto the bed and was left gasping over the torrent of climaxes wringing her body, but her eyes never left that most important union between Mack and Jason’s mouth. The massive climax I had was off the Richter scale, but when I was able to move I fell over to grab onto Abby as we watched the final moments together. Mack started humping away at Jason’s face again, but in that way that guy’s do after emptying themselves. It resembled a last blow at his cocksucker’s ego as if to say, “Here, have a little more.”

As Mack released Jay’s hair and pulled his cock from his mouth, Abby and I both got a surprise. Unlike before, Jason wasn’t hunkering over in an attempt to dispel any left over cum, and that meant that Mack had done a magnificent job of making my dear boyfriend swallow every drop of his lunch.

I heard Abby cry out, “Oh, my god, he got it all down. That’s so fucking hot.”

To that I had to brag about how that was “my guy” and then changed it to, “Hell, they’re both my guys now.”

Mack was dragging his pants up and now that he had found the relief that had him so pliable before Jason took care of him, he became a bit obstinate. Jason was getting dressed as Mack pulled on his shirt and I could see Jason was about to cry over having been embarrassed so horribly in front of Abby. Mack began spouting off saying that no bitch was going to tell him what to do, and then when he saw me doubting that as truthful, he added, “I’ll take you’re ass whenever I want it. And this little bitches, too.” I knew he was trying to save face over losing his control of me, and perhaps realizing that he was even becoming more my bitch than me his, but I let him show his bravado for the moment to placate his new rush of testosterone. The male ego can be so fragile; I’m glad I broke Jason of that problem right off. And when I thought about breaking Mack’s, I decided against it. After all, it was his animalistic character that made fucking him so frigging hot.

I told Mack that I wanted his phone number so I would be able to call him from now on. He told me to give him mine instead, but I needed the control and demanded it to be my way. He muttered through the problem a while until he found a face saving way to give in, but when he went out the door, I had his number and turned to Abby as I stated, “Cuckold number two.”

I saw the CD Mack had left behind and ran to the door to call him back. I guess he thought I was going to let him have a whack at me now, but when I handed him his copy of the CD he got all huffy. He wasn’t going to take it at first, but after telling him that he really ought to study it to see how damaging it could be in the wrong hands, he took it. But, along with taking it he asked, “It’s on the internet; so what’s to keep you from calling the cops?”

I smiled kindly and pointed out, “On the net it’s just another porn video. It’s not a crime unless I say it is, so I think you’ll learn to play nicely. You can rest easy because I’ll tell you the rules right now. Either play nice or stay away, I don’t care which, but I’m not going to worry about you anymore.” I put on my devil’s grin and added, “Unless I want you to worry me. Don’t fret about the cops; you’d really have to piss me off for them to get a complaint. Just be a good boy and play nice and we can all have a lot of fun. And… thanks for the show.”

Jason pulled the door open wider so he could stomp off in a hissy fit pass Mack and I. Now that my heat had abated I felt sorry for him, so when Mack offered to bring him back, I told him to let him be; he needed some time to get over what happened to him in front of Abby. I gave Mack another warning to leave Jason alone unless I gave him permission to do otherwise. He grumbled a bit and went to try to explain to his waiting friend what a girl a third his size had just done to him.

I shut the door and saw Abby was stuffing a towel into her crotch to wipe herself dry. I asked, “So, what do you think? Was that the wildest fucking thing you’ve ever seen in your life or what? It was like the nature channel for animals.”

“That… was fucking hot. I mean, I’ve always wanted to see a guy getting a blowjob like that, but right in front of my eyes… wow! Poor Jason though; he really got beat up over that. Don’t you think you should go after him?”

I told her, “No, he just needs some time to get over it. Having you here to witness it was a lot for him to have to deal with, but he’ll come back. I know he still blames you for the loss of his manhood. That’s life; we’ll make love a couple of times and he’ll forget all about you knowing.”

Then Abby floored me. “You think… maybe he would feel better if I… did something for him. Since I am the one that trashed his dignity in the first place, maybe he’d feel better if he got to take it out on me a little.”

“Like what,” I asked?

“I don’t know… maybe let him fuck me… give him a blowjob… whatever? He’s the only one that didn’t get off, so maybe…”

“You want to fuck Jason? In the first place, he has to know that as a cuckold, his need to get off is in my hands. There will be a lot of times down the road where his needs will be purposely overlooked. That’s one of the ways of controlling him; dominating him mentally.” I was sort of shocked by her statement since she had never shown any interest in Jason before. I asked, “An in the second place, you’d want to fuck him even after seeing that size difference? If you want to… go ahead. Hell, he might even like that. He might think of it as a way to take revenge on you. You really want to do that, though?”

“Well, I really feel guilty now. I know he hates me for starting all this. I really owe him something, but if you don’t want me going near him, I understand. I’ll just let you handle everything. I don’t want to fuck up your hold over him.”

I left it at playing things by ear and see what his pain needed to appease him. After all, in the future I would only consider him truly trained when I didn’t have to worry about what he got because he would have to be happy just knowing I got what I wanted. I knew being a devoted cuckold meant him always thinking about my desires first. While we waited for his return we turned into two cackling hens discussing every miniscule detail of what had just happened. Abby wanted me to dish on how I could handle getting smacked around as an element of sex, and just how cool it felt to have a cuckold. I reminded her that I really had two now despite how they were near opposite ends of the scale. As far as the rough stuff went, I decided to show her by example.

I asked Abby to lift her shirt, mostly because I knew she wouldn’t just do it that easily. When she sat there perplexed, I rushed at her and pushed her onto her back on the bed. I jumped on top of her and struggled to get her hands tucked under me as I sat on her stomach. She could have gotten away, but I could see she had no qualms about what it appeared I was about to do to her. I yanked her top up over her boobs, and then pushed her bra up over her luscious baby girls. After molesting her nipples like a guy would, rough and like I was tuning in a radio station, I kneaded her orbs in anything but a soft, loving manner. When her nipples grew rock hard, I leaned over and bit at them a little.

I lifted my head slightly away from her hardened little bud and coyly asked, “These hard little points are telling me that you’re beginning to understand why I like rough sex now and then. Doesn’t it feel fantastic to feel ravaged by an enraged sex fiend?”

“Okay,” she proclaimed, “now let me up.”

I told her the lesson wasn’t over and went into a male state of mind to finish making my point. I began working her over and onto her stomach. She continued with her half hearted protests, but when I had her prone beneath my body, I forced my hands underneath her and went nuts groping her. All my actions were made to mimic those of a grunting male pig molesting a teenage girl. She was all giggles and laughter as I roughly grabbed at her mons through her shorts like it was a catcher’s mitt, and pinched the bottoms of her breasts. When Abby couldn’t take it anymore, she finally spun around onto her back laughing out the words, “Stop, stop… I get it.”

Now we were face to face and seeing her bright bubbly smile there for me was too much to pass on. I began kissing her until she accepted my tongue and we fell into a full make out session. I soon learned that she loved the way I fondled her breasts when it was really me and she held her arms over her head as I worshipped her chest. Her moans were a true aphrodisiac for me and I continued working to make love to my dearest friend. I unsnapped her shorts, tugged them and her panties off her hips and threw them to the floor. She finished taking off her top and bra and she threw them to join her shorts.

I took a good look at the smooth petals forming her vulva between her legs and just had to take another taste of her. I forced her legs apart and dove into her muff. I now understood Jason’s desire to suck at my own lips so much and went crazy doing the same thing to her. She felt wonderfully satiny and tasted desirably musky. All of a sudden I worried that I was in the wrong place despite her approval of my efforts. I looked up at her and stated, “Let’s not forget who the bitch is here, girl. I’m down here because I take care of my bitches just this well.”

I went at the girl in every imaginable way without the use of toys for a good twenty minutes. I went to take a break to get her feedback and was setting by her head just about to pull her between my legs when Jason came walking through the door. I instantly reacted by trying to help heal his bruised ego.

After giving Abby a hairy eyeball to keep from saying anything, I grabbed her arms and held them forcibly over her head. I ordered Jason, “Quick, get over here.”

Not understanding what was going on, I ordered him again to help me restrain Abby. When he realized that Abby was the object of my actions for a change, he came right over and grabbed her legs. I don’t know if at that point if she knew what I was doing or was just continuing to enjoy herself, but either way she was reacting very nicely.

“I thought you’d like to have a little fun now. She’s been using you up until now, so here she is; get some payback.” Jason was not the type to normally take advantage of such a situation, so I spelled it out for him. “Go ahead… fuck her. She deserves it.”

Jason was having such a hard time taking leave of his usual polite self, and I continued goading him until I saw his eyes brighten. But what really got him into doing as I was commanding was when I offered him real satisfaction. “It was her idea to make you do Mack today. And what better way to get back at Kenny than to fuck his girlfriend?”

The mere mention of the guy that had beat him up because he wouldn’t get gay with him made his quest for revenge a full blown desire. I looked down at Abby’s face as Jason began taking off his pants while still struggling to hold her legs. Her look told me that she saw what I was doing, and obviously, if she pretended not to want Jason to fuck her, that would be the one thing he would really want to do most; just to embarrass her as she had done to him.

I guess it was the excitement of seeing my girlfriend lying fully nude in front of his eyes and somewhat struggling that caused Jason to be so hard, and I felt good that he was going to get to reclaim a little of his manhood. Jason had spread her legs wide enough to get between them and I held Abby’s arms tightly, and then just as Jason was hovering over her body, he stopped. I tried goading him into taking his revenge, but instead he got up and began dressing. I couldn’t figure out what was wrong and began begging to know. When it became clear that he was dressing just to leave again, even Abby went over to him.

“Come on, Jason. I was just trying to say how sorry I was, and I knew that fucking the crap out of me would give you some measure of revenge. Honestly, what’s wrong?” Abby kept getting in front of him and ever tried hugging him a couple of times. She asked, “Damn… are you gay? I’ve seen you checking me out for over a year now and you’re just going to walk away from a free fuck.”

I was getting fed up that Jason wouldn’t take my gift to him and got pissed at him. That was a big mistake. “What the fuck’s wrong with you? Afraid you don’t like girls anymore? Get over here and do this.”

Jason stared a hole into my head and I saw he was hiding something, but I couldn’t figure out what it might be. I’m not even sure what I said next because I was so frigging mad at him over spoiling my fun, but it caused Jay to snap back at me. He walked around the bed, grabbed my stuffed bunny, ripped out the lipstick camera still hidden within it, and threw it on the bed.

I couldn’t figure it out at first because he had been well aware that it was there to tape Mack, but as Jay began going for the door, I figured it out.

“No, Jay, it’s not like that. Come here and I’ll show you.”

Jay just kept walking out the door. I ran to the doorway and begged him to come back, but he wouldn’t even look back at me. When I saw there was no stopping him, I closed the door and felt tears coming to my eyes. I couldn’t blame him for not trusting me. Abby came over to me and standing in front of me still butt naked, asked what was wrong. I pointed to the camera on the bed and answered, “He thought we were taping him… probably to blackmail him, as well. I guess he would see it that way. But what the fuck? I already have him under my thumb without a frigging tape. He already knows I’m cuckolding him!”

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