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There Is No Intention In Any Manner, To Represent Or Mimic, Any Real World Situations Or Persons. Story Content:(M+/F, MM, MF, Inter, FemDom, Mdom, Impreg, n/c) WARNING: 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 STORY: RAPE AND BLACKMAIL AUTHOR: C.D.E. ABSTRACT: A couple are the victims of a rape. However, the cunning rapists end up becoming part of the couple's marital relationship. CAST: James-Husband Jill-Wife "Honey I didn't think what I said was embarrassing to you. I thought it was just the opposite." "Jill. I-I can't believe you can't see how telling her, my own mom about w-what I-I've had to go through, and still am, a-and say it's not humiliating." "Darling all I told her was that if you were a real macho man, you wouldn't be eating other men's cum out of my fucked pussy. But because you're a good and kind and loving husband, you dutifully suck my slimy cunt when I come in from my dates with Leroy or Hank or the other fellows. Sure I was boasting how good it makes me feel to sit on your face or pull your head in my wet sloppy gooey snatch and see and feel you sucking up the thick jism they shot off deep in me. What wife wouldn't want others to know what a good sucking lover her husband." "Sucking lover?" "Yeah. That's what you do best. Your mother even replied that she was proud of you for being a good sucker for me." "W-What!" "She even said that she was glad to hear you were being a good and faithful husband in spite of my forced adultery and that you were doing such a good job of taking care of my needs even though you can't compete with the black men who are blackmailing us." "I-Is that w-when I-I overheard about t-the s-size of- of them a-and how m-much s-smaller I was?" "Why yes it was honey. You did overhear quite a bit of our conversation. She's the one who asked how big those black cocks were. And it was her who said she knew you weren't even in the ball park with them let along the same league." "S-S-She did?" "Uh huh. And darling, she said she fully understood why the fellows want me to deny you intercourse and only let you have some after asking their permission." "Y-You told h-her about ..." "Why yes! Why not? After all, she is your mother. She should be concerned about your welfare and that of me too, since I'm her daughter-in-law. Shouldn't she?" "O-Of course dear, b-but y-you didn't have to t-tell her every..." "Honey, she wanted to know. She should know. I told her everything." "E-Everything?" "Everything. I even showed her some of the polaroids the fellows took just last weekend. She said you looked cute with the fellow's milky cum smeared across your face after I got off your face where you'd just cleaned me out. She also saw the one where you were on your knees between Nate's legs sucking on his big thing. She commented on how confident you looked, especially the way you held his big balls. I told her they had trained you well and that you've been their cocksucker for over a year." "WHAT! H-How could you do this to me Jill?" "Your mom didn't see any shame in what you were doing to protect this marriage. I really don't know why you're so bent out of shape at her knowing about the situation we're in. I already told my mother. She too thinks we're doing the right thing to do exactly as the fellows tell us until we can figure a way out of this without being compromised with their photos and videos they have of us sexing them. Sure they raped me as well as your mouth, but somebody looking at the video and photos couldn't tell it. Don't you agree?" He husband James just nodded his hung head. He'd agonized over seeing his lovely wife raped over a year ago and feeling so helpless, not only as they used her thoroughly, but him too, as each man made him suck on their long monstrous cocks just long enough for photographic blackmailing evidence to be gathered. "By the way, she also says she admires your being a creme pie eater and cocksucker too. You know she thinks the world of you. She agrees with me that I must do exactly as the fellows tell me. She also discourages me letting you have some unless they expressly give you permission. And honey, she says it was the right thing for you to let Lance fuck you up the ass. In fact she wanted to see a picture of that if we had one." "WHAT! I-I-I can't believe this is happening to me!" "Honey, calm down. It'll all work out. Both mom and your mother have volunteered to help you jerk off. They understood about your needs and me not always being here to help you get off. You know with being out with the fellows so much, and them insisting you stay at home and keeping the house tidy. They both also thought you might be a little perturbed at having to call Leroy's pager to ask if you could go anywhere after you got home from work everyday, but they both agreed you should always do as he says." "Oh! This is such a nightmare! It was bad enough with them making so many demands and now-now our mothers know everything. I-I don't know what to do." James lamented as he sat down with a look of deep weariness on his face. "Dear, I-I'm sorry for blowing up, but it's been hard on me s-seeing my marriage go down the tubes and it-it really pangs me to see you get all dolled up a-and going out with them. T-The worse part is t-that y-you want m-me to help you g-get ready a-and look so pretty for them." James voice cracked as he spoke. He sounded as if he was near tears. "There baby ... Don't cry." His wife said as she embraced him as she sat beside her subjugated and humiliated husband. "If it makes you feel any better, I do want to let you know that, well in a way, there is a silver lining to this dark cloud over our heads." "T-There is?" Her husband said with a faint look of hope on his face. "Yes. You see dear ... and I hope you take this the right way." "What is it Jill darling? Go on tell me." "Okay, I guess I might as well get it off my chest. You see James, just about the time we got kidnapped and raped that evening, which has been over a year ago. Time really flies doesn't it? Well anyway, I, well honey, I was going to ask you if we could separate a while. To see if I really loved you." "W-What?" "Yes darling I did. You see darling I wasn't sure what was missing in my life then. I wanted a little space to go out and find it. Well, with all the things the fellows have done, I feel more fulfilled and contented now than ever before. You see darling, I needed the sex Leroy and his black buddies have been giving me. I really feel so much more a woman now. At the same time, I know I love you even more now with all we've been through. You tongue action was good before the rape occurred, but it's even better now. And with me having to take care of four black studs regularly and having your sweet tongue too, I feel like I'm on top of the world." As she kissed him on the face, James sat silent as if having been struck by lighting. For all practical purposes, he had. The thunderbolt he'd just heard rendered him speechless as he sat next to his soft and beautiful wife. He sat silent for a few moments more as she continued to let him know things as how she wasn't really sad, as she'd said, about going out on date after date with Leroy and Hank and Nate and Lance as well as having to occasionally entertain their buddies. "And honey, I know it sounds selfish, but I like knowing you're home being faithful to me while I'm out with the fellows and their buddies. I kind of hate it that they won't let you have some more often, but since their cocks are so much bigger than yours anyway, I've been stretched so much, you may be better of jacking off like you've been doing now." "I-I see." Was all James said in a low tone when he finally responded. He knew she didn't intend to hurt him, but it did. Defeated, all he could say was "I-I still love you to Jill, b-but I-I don't know h-how much of this I can go on taking. It-It's just so..." "But honey, what is the alternative? I believe they will send the pictures and photos to your job. No darling, we must continue to be under their control. I know you're not enjoying it as much as I am, but if you love me enough, you'll adjust even more than you have now." CHAPTER 2 A TALK WITH MOTHER "Yes James, I have to admit Jill is right. You don't have many options. Besides, you risk losing her if you don't do as they want you to, so your best bet is to go along and be the accepting cuckold you've been for over a year." "B-But Mom, w-what about m-my esteem and pride." "Dear, I don't mean to insult you or hurt your feelings, but when you have a little cock and are up against at least four black studs, you might as well check your pride at the door each day you come home." Her son just looked at her with a deeper bit of weariness that is the hallmark of a truly defeated and vanquished man. "An another thing son, you must do as he desires." "Y-Y-You mean I-I should..." "Yes. You have to suck his cock like he wants you to. And most importantly dear, you must do a good job of sucking him off." "W-What? I-I can't b-believe y-you're saying..." "Believe it. Remember it's for the good of your marriage. And you must swallow all he shoots too, every drop. You must not give him any reason to complain." Her son was stunned at his mother's words and her assessment, since it was of the opposite view of what he expected from her. They talked on the subject for another two hours. "And another thing son, be sure and thank him for the honor of sucking on his manhood. It'll ease any suspicions or uneasiness they may still have about you rebelling against them." Her son didn't like what he was hearing, but what could he do. "Son there is no sense making a fuss about things. This is the way it's going to be. End of story. You'll have to accept that your wife will basically be the woman of her black studs and you'll only be allowed to enjoy her after they have used her and then only with their permission." "I-I see... b-but what about the baby she's ..." "You'll be the daddy, but one of them will be the father. And I might add dear, you must not be surprised at the probability that there will be other children she'll have by black men." "W-What?" "And son, you must accept that she may never want to be made pregnant by you." "N-Never?" A tone of defeat was very evident in his voice. Her son's pathetic look and sound pleased her. "In fact, you may be barred from even putting it in forever, or maybe just a year at a time." "W-What? ... Surely ..." "The best thing dear is to assume nothing, and so therefore expect nothing. And you must remember a good husband does not cheat on his wife, therefore, Yes! Before you even say it, you will probably be jacking off regularly for your sexual relief." Her grown son just sat totally silent as his mom continued to shower him with reality. "You must get accustomed to eating other men's sperm and not complain about having to do so." "W-What?" "Whether it be from your wife's well fucked pussy or from sucking their big dicks, or simply licking it up from her ass, tits or other places on her. Simply, you must get use to the taste and eat it all whenever you are offered it or directed to slurp it up." "I-I can't believe ..." 'Believe it. You're going to be a jism eating cuckold wimp husband. I know you complain about her crotch being so messy, slimy and sloppy. Get use to having your face covered and smeared with other men's thick rich spent sperm. Get use to eating her very creamy hair pie." "P-Please mother, p-please d-don't call me a w-wimp. I-I..." "I understand how you feel dear, but we both must face the truth." She quickly cut him off. "You're a wimp! You know it! You must face reality! You need this women to remain your wife, and you must remain her husband. You can't be the real man she needs. You both love each other deeply. She has a need that you must accept. That need is to be a slut for black men, to have their babies, to show them that they are the real men in her life. To prove your love to her and to respect her needs, you must not dessert her, but be there for her. She wants others to know her husband truly loves her. What better way than her letting others know that you support her by standing by passively, while other men, that is better black men impregnate her, and you willingly become the daddy of the children they father." By this time tears were running down his cheeks. He sobbed quietly as his mother went off on him. Her verbal chastisement was like a bucket of cold water over his head. "That's alright son, go on and cry. You're doing what comes naturally. Wimps cry and accept their station in life. Real men change things or move on. You know you can't do the latter, so therefore you have to stay and accept your fate." She hugged her molly-coddled son. "D-Does t-that m-mean that I-I'll have to d-do what h- he wants to me, y-you know to s-show that I-I accept him as the r-real man." His eyes were like that a whipped puppy. A sight that thrilled her immensely. "Yes son, you must prepare and present yourself to him to be fucked up your ass." "Oh-Oh I-I was a-afraid of that." "I'll help you. Sweetie, Just like I told you that you should not be ashamed of admitting or even boasting you eat other men's sperm for your wife and them. The same holds true here. Be proud that you wife's black lovers are fucking you in the ass. James, you have to accept the fact that you and your wife are receptacles for black men to sooth their big dicks and ejaculate into." CHAPTER 3 ANOTHER TALK WITH HIS WIFE "Honey, your mom knows I think you're a great husband and will be a good daddy for the kids. But you have to accept that you won't be the biological father of any of our future children. Both our moms know and have accepted this. You must also if we're to stay together." James conceded that he wasn't going to leave, but stay and be the daddy and husband she wanted for the children she was planning to have by the four black men in her life. "Honey, I also want you to be clear on something else. I truly love you and I don't mean to ever hurt you, but you have to accept that I don't consider you a real man like the fellows." She said referring to her black sex studs. "But I do respect you as a good and loving husband. And as a good and loving husband, but not looking at you as a man, I want and expect you to suck my pussy after I've been fucked by my real men. There are to be no conditions or complaining. When I or they order you to come and clean up their manly mess with your mouth, you are to do so willingly. Is that clear?" "Y-Yes dear." Her husband replied meekly. "Good! Now honey, I know you've expressed some reluctance about sucking their big dicks to completion and swallowing their hot creamy sperm. That must stop. It simply must become second nature for you to suck their dicks on demand and to eat all their cum. Nothing less is acceptable. Are we together on this?" Looking thoroughly conquered, her cowed husband hung his head and nodded affirmatively. "And honey, your mom told me she's helping condition you to take the guy's dicks more frequently up your ass. You have a good mother. Don't disappoint her or me. Do your best on getting fucked. I know they're pretty good size. They assured me they won't hurt you, but if they want to try and ram your rear, you really owe them the opportunity. I see it as just part of your husbandly obligation to the real men in my life. And darling, because you're their cocksucker and piece of ass, I won't think any less of you as a man." James gave his wife an incredulous look at the paradox of what she said, however, he was thankful for every bit of esteem she showed him. THE END comments or some ideas for future story plots? 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