Chapter 1 The Bar

Unlike the bustling Los Angeles, Hidden Springs, Idaho is a quiet, rich, little town.  It’s a small, quiet, and tight-knit, one of those “everyone knows everyone” towns.  Boise, about a half hour away is where most everyone works, a prime business center.

My husband, Mark, is a very successful businessman.  With that unfortunately comes a lot of travel, meaning I’m home by myself a fair bit.  When in that position, I try to stay busy and keep myself in shape.  By no means am I a supermodel, but I pride myself on keeping my stomach flat and body toned.  At 26 years old, I go to the gym every day, and make sure everything at the house is well kept.

Lately, I’ve been feeling very lonely and bored.  My girlfriend, Maddie, myself, and a few other women went to the popular bar on Main Street in Boise for a girl's night.  A little while later, the bartender brings over a shot, and there’s a business card with it.  My eyes follow the bartender’s point as she points out who sent it, and the god is the man responsible panty dropping hot.  I look and notice he’s not alone.  With him is a stunning brunette, covered in expensive jewelry, and smiling at me.  She waves for me to come over, the massive diamond on her hand refracting light from around the bar.  I look at my girlfriends, and they drunkenly encourage me to go over.  I slide the business card into my wallet, throw the shot back, and wiggle my ass over to their table.

Full disclosure, my husband and I are very happy together.  We have a great relationship and amazing sex, but he is normally swamped and is a vanilla type.  As a bored housewife who loves watching porn, I’ve become a slut for rough, hard sex.  My hubby lets me have sex with whoever I want, and he loves it when I send him pictures, and videos, or describe my affair.  

Chapter 2 The Tennis Coach

I saunter my ass in my miniskirt and tight crop top over to the new man’s table, feeling the shot make me socially comfortable.  I shake his hand, and his smoking-hot wife embraces me in a hug.  She smells so good, and whispers in my ear “You know what’s happening right?”  I nod, my pussy immediately getting wet.  An hour of drinks later we leave and I climb into their luxury SUV.  I’m sandwiched between the man and his wife, and his driver takes off.  In the car, the conversation starts about the man, John, and he informs me he is a tennis coach.  A couple of minutes later his wife, Rebekah, kisses me on the neck right under my ear, while sliding her well-manicured hand up my smooth thigh.  John’s hand cups my 36C tit and I feel hornier than ever.  I’m in between two extremely rich, hot people and am drunk and horny.
The SUV pulls up to a mansion, and I just stare at it in awe, wishing my husband was there to see it.  After a little conversation inside and some waivers and pictures, I was escorted by a butler to a door leading to a staircase.  My instruction was clear; at the bottom, go right and pick a cage.  I’m drunk, horny, and in heels, so I grab the railing and wobble down as my thighs tremble a bit.  I do as I’m told, and once inside a cage, I hear it lock behind me.  I Facetime my husband as I’m so excited to tell him about the people I just met and how horny they made me.  Distracted on the phone, I did not hear Rebekah coming down the hall, dressed in a leather femdom suit, heels, and a toolbelt with all kinds of sexual gear on it.  “Give me the phone,” commands Rebekah, and I realize that she is in total control.

Rebekah told my husband to not touch himself at all until he gets home, or else.  My slutty self is standing there thinking about how wet I am, imagining the cuffs that Rebekah has on me.  Behind Rebekah comes John, and he uses one finger to beckon me to the bars.  My husband watches on Facetime as I crawl on my hands and knees to John like a good girl.  Moments later my husband moans as I suck this man’s cock, deepthroating it as far as the bars to the cage let me.

This relationship grew over time, mainly after my tennis lessons.  Some days I’d come home happy and used, others with red, sore ass cheeks and a humiliated ego.  But I love and crave it.

Chapter 3 Hubby’s Confession

Mark and I are eight years apart.  He’s a hairy and tough man with a beard and light gray hairs mixed in.  I’m 26, thin, with a round ass and 36C tits.  My blonde hair contrasts my tan white skin, and I keep my body meticulously kept.  

Mark calls me into his home office, which is rare.  He motions for me to go over to him, and he puts a hand on my stomach.  Ughhh, I want to get pregnant, but I love fucking like a slut.  Mark speaks up, “I want you pregnant babe.”  I smile, and say “Well you better fill me up then.”  He laughs, and I get the impression I missed something.  “I mean go get pregnant with any guy,” he responds.  He’s smiling, and I leave the room, torn, thinking about who should impregnate me.

Chapter 4 A Shopping Spree

I find myself with my girlfriends again, this time shopping.  Maddie, my closest friend, a cute brunette, grabs my hand, and says, “Follow me”.  I follow her into a high-end sports store, where we go look at clothing.  She points out this minty green tennis outfit, super cute, a hint of slutty, and all-around perfect.  “If you are going to take those private lessons with that super hot tennis coach,” she starts, “then you better wear something sexy like this and give him something to stare at.”

Boom!  It hit me, the super hot tennis coach can breed me!  I’m looking at the tennis outfits now, determined to buy one that will get me laid.  Maddie and I leave with a  few bags and head to her house.  Up in Maddie’s room, she says she wants to show me something, and that it will change my life.  I’m a stay-at-home wife, but I don’t have the best sex appeal when I dress, especially with my undergarments.  Maddie on the other hand works as a secretary, gets asked out all the time, and has been fucking her boss for a couple of years now.  From head to toe, she’s always dressed sexy, and she lives in lingerie.  “Get naked,” she commands me.  My cute ripped jeans come off, followed by my blouse.  I feel Maddie help me by unhooking my bra, my tits falling with my blonde hair cascading down them.  While standing there Maddie looks at my panties and sighs with deep disapproval.  Maddie and I are no strangers to seeing each other naked, hell, we have even had some lesbian exchanges, especially drunk.  I scurry out of my thong, interested in what she’s planning.   Maddie tells me to text John and set up a tennis session for later that afternoon.  Of course, John accepted my request, and now I’m feeling horny again.

“Jessica!” Maddie’s voice snaps me out of my thoughts.  I look over and see her reaching out to grab my hand.  She’s naked too and the shower is running.  I follow her over to the shower, excited.  In the shower, Maddie is set up with a razor and shaving gel, and I climb in.  Maddie and I are extremely close, and she loves it when we get intimate.  It’s quite common, especially when my hubby and I wanna have a threesome.  Maddie carefully shaves my body, making sure my ass and pussy are clean and ready.  Our time in the shower continues, ending in Maddie’s tongue cleaning the wetness off of my pussy lips.  We decide that the minty green color is best and we pair it with one of Maddie’s gorgeous black lingerie sets.  She helps me get dressed, does my hair and makeup, and makes me look as sexy as possible.  She chose a ponytail style, the ponytail curled, with some small wispy bangs styled in the front.  I look in the mirror, fuck I feel sexy.  

Chapter 5 Seducing John

John was at the courts early and was hitting some balls around while waiting for me.  Maddie drops me off, with a little pep talk.  I meet with John, so turned on seeing him in his tight shorts that expose his bulge.  He’s really good at tennis, and so strong.  When he swung and hit the ball I imagined his big, strong hand spanking my ass.  We played for an hour and a half, and I decided to shoot my shot.  John was sitting sipping water, and I sat my juicy ass on his lap.  My finger caressed his face, my pussy soaking wet.  Even in the warm weather, I could feel my nipples hard, and John was getting turned on.  My ass feels his large thick cock get hard, and I kiss him, my mind racing over his cock.  He asks if I have a ride, and I tell him I’m riding him home.  We clean up and get in his big truck, Maddie blowing up my phone for details.  

Chapter 6 Welcome to the Dungeon

John gets a call, and it's Rebekah. Listening intently I hear Rebekah encouraging John and permitting him to play with me. God I hope it's permission to make me pregnant, I think. John turns down a side road, and I wonder where we are going. John’s truck pulls up to what looks like an abandoned warehouse, and I picture my naked body being tied up and owned inside. My door opens and John helps me down and says “Welcome to my wife and I’s dungeon.”

My pussy clenches, and I grin.  Inside was anything but abandoned.  From recovery rooms to jail cells, anything BDSM you could want was in here.  In a room to my right was a girl tied to a t-post, with a wand on her clit edging her to an orgasm.  I imagined how many orgasms she’s having while tied up.  John must’ve read my mind though because he spoke up.

“That is Elena.  She gets tortured every day all day with that wand,  It’s set up so she gets edged all day.  She is one of Rob’s clients,” explains John.  Down the hall was one main room, and it was only for John and Rebekah.  He opens the door, and I melt at the sight.  The design was perfect, and I loved their use of cheetah print and pink.  I grabbed at John’s cock, and that was the start.  I looked John in the eyes as he grabbed my wrist, and I begged “Please make me a slutty whore and get me pregnant!”

“Oh, upon your husband’s request, you will get pregnant before you leave,” he says.  I felt my pussy throb, oh how I wanted his thiccc cock.  Behind us, in the doorway, Rebekah speaks up.  “Get your hand away from his cock.”  I shuttered.  Her voice was sexy and stern, matching the leather femdom outfit she was in.  I stared at the whip in her hand, realizing I was gonna be in for it.  Rebekah raises her hand with the whip, and commands, “Put your hands behind your back.”  I do and John clicks a pair of black metal handcuffs on my wrists.  Following the cuffs comes a custom leopard print leather collar with a heart attachment.  Rebekah takes the chain leash out of her pocket and connects it to my heart collar.  It is crazy how quickly a woman can become a sex toy for a rich man and his wife.  I follow along as Rebekah tugs me along, leading me into a cold room that looks like a closet.  My leash is tied to a mounting point, as I watch Rebekah survey the clothes for me to wear.

My legs shake as I start feeling the cold, my wet pussy now cooling down.  Rebekah turns the corner with a black lingerie set and a leopard print mini skirt and tube top.  She hangs them next to me and reaches for me.  Instinctively I pull my hips away, and Rebekah says, “Wow, you’ve earned your first spanking already.”  She grabs my tennis skirt and panties and pulls them down.  “Look at me,” Rebekah says sternly, and I submissively look.  “If you move while I take this top off of you, your husband and you will get punished.”  As my top comes off, my nipples harden due to the cold.  She then slides the black lingerie top on, followed by the tube top.  I wasn’t free for long, as my wrists felt the cold cuffs get put back on.

I moan as she slides the new crotchless black panties on me, and the mini, more like micro skirt to follow.  A gorgeous woman then enters the room, dress in a slutty goth outfit.  She grabs my leash, and Rebekah says, “Make sure she gets her own cell.”  Damn, I think, starting to wonder if I will ever get dick.

Chapter 7 Hubby is a Cuck

Clank! Clank! Clank!  I wake up and see the goth girl standing there, waiting for me to get myself together.  I notice my phone in her hand, and I wonder what’s happening.  She finally speaks up, with a sexy, raspy voice.

“Rebekah told me to offer you a five-minute facetime call with your hubby.”

“Absolutely!” I retort.  She dials the call, and he answers.

“Wow honey,” he says, “a whore in a cage is quite a good look on you!”  I whimper, then ask, “Are you aware of what they’re doing to me?”

“Of course honey,” he replies, smiling.  Seeing I’m confused he says, “I talked to John and Rebekah at length, and we settled a deal.  They will return you a pregnant, slutty whore, and you will get free tennis lessons, lingerie, and toys.”  I ask, “Are you sure you are okay with me getting pregnant from another guy?”

“Well Jess, seeing how my sperm counts have been low, I think that’s our only option.”  I marvel at the thought of it, and I just sit silently.

To my surprise I see a picture from Maddie come through, and my hot best friend is wearing a strapon in my bedroom.  As if on cue, my hubby says, “Maddie and I were talking about how we miss you and fucking someone else, and she asked if I’ve ever been pegged.  She was a little drunk, and I asked her if she’s ever pegged someone.  She told me the last time was when she pegged you in college.”  I remembered that, my pussy pulsing remembering her pounding my brains out.  “You gonna let her peg you?” I ask.  He smiles, and remarks, “Absolutely, the only stipulation is that you watch, tied to a chair, pregnant, and with a vibrator edging your clit.”  I think about the girl on the way in, seeing her melting, and thinking about that being me.

“Times up,” the raspy voice of the goth girl bringing me back to reality.  Hubby and I exchange our I love you’s, and I watch the thicc booty of the goth girl walk away from me, the black straps on her thigh highs tight.  I grasp the bars in front of me, thinking about how my husband is going to cuck me.

Chapter 8 Fucked Like a Toy

I fell asleep for a few hours, this time waking up to my leash being put on.  The goth mistress uses a crop to instruct me to crown on my hands and knees.  Part of the lingerie outfit I was dressed in was a pair of fishnet leggings.  I’m not a fishnet type of girl normally, and I wonder if I look like a skanky whore.  The goth mistress walks me to my dungeon, and I stare at John, naked, towering over me.  The mistress fixes a ballgag in my mouth and spreads a cold liquid on my asshole.  I wince as a buttplug gets pushed into me, something I’ve never done before.  “Sit” commands John, making me realize I must listen closely.  Rebekah walks in, again, in a femdom outfit, and with her is a blonde college student is a permanent sub in the dungeon.  This is a normal prerequisite for them I assume as the blonde quickly gets to licking and sucking John’s cock.  I watch intently, wishing that was me.  John’s cock gets a little harder, my pussy definitely wet now.  With his strong, muscular hand, John pulls me up by my hair.  I’m led to what resembles a picnic table, just not as wide.  

Click, click, click, click.  Just like that I’m strapped down, cuffs restricting me.  This bench forces your ass in the air, my face looking at a mirror.  Fuck, John’s presence can be felt, but not seen.  With as much ability as I have, I gasp, my fishnets being ripped open.  I’ve never had clothing ripped off of me, and it makes you feel way more submissive.  My thought gets interrupted by John’s massive cock sliding into my pussy.  Fuck, I moan as I stretch around him.  The buttplug making it way tighter, my pussy squishing as he starts fucking me.  I like rough sex, especially witha  dick as big as John’s.  But this one, knowing he is going to impregnate me, my husband watching videos and sending texts of encouragement, felt different.  Slobber dripped off my face, some of it running down my chest onto my big boobs.  I see out of the corner of my eye Rebekah watching, filming, and touching herself.  When at someone’s mercy and not knowing their plan, its easy to overthink.  After being pounded, John says, “I’m going to cum!”  Rebekah has another phone up close, getting the cumshot.  Except, right as he is about to cum, he stops and pulls out.  I whimper, feeling his cum paint my asscheeks.  Confused, I try to ask why not inside me, but instead it was deemed useless as I mumbled into the gag.

Rebekah’s tongue went to work, as I felt her eating his cumm of me.  As a girl who had never even had her anal hole touched, I whimpered and moaned feeling Rebekah’s tongue make love to my ass.  But sadly that was it for the day.  I was transported by the goth mistress back to my cage, and was left to rest.

Chapter 9 Pain Is My Punishment

Being a submissive woman has perks, but sometimes it requires mental strength.  Being locked in a cage with no entertainment is tough, and it allows a lot of time for self reflection.  After John pounded me and Rebekah made me question if I wanted anal, I fell asleep.  A post cum nap is amazing, except I woke up horny and sore.  My lack of snacks in the cage was making me feel less like a housewife, and I wondered how my hubby was doing.  Another thing lost in the cage is the time.  I had no idea what time it was, and my stomach growled.

Much to my luck Rebekah came around the corner dressed in my tennis outfit.  Her goth mistress got me chained up and naked this time, and escorted me to the playroom.  I was laid down in a “T” pose, a box surrounding me.  My arms were put through holes on the sides, my feet out of the hole at the end.  Ankles shackled, arms immobilized, I got slid underneath a chair.  The chair sat right on the top of the box, my face being the actual seat.  Rebekah stripped out of my outfit, and quickly climbed onto my face.  As instructed, I started licking her pussy, my tongue flicking her clit.  If I stopped a cane wielded by the goth mistress would contact my feet.  Pain is my punishment.  That cane is easily one of the things I despise most about the punishments.  Rebekah indulged me on how she was playing tennis in my outfit, while her husband said how hot we both were.  It clicked!  Rebekah’s pussy was slightly salty, and the pheromones on it were making me wet.  I was eating her sweaty pussy infused with John’s cum.  I got caned a few times, ending with Rebekah and John’s juices all over my face.  My hair was even damp, my ego gone.  I’m a slutty whore I thought. 

Chapter 10 My First Creampie

Apparently, I wasn’t done.  John walked in, ordering the mistress to put me in the medieval-style pillory.  I stand there, blankly staring, when I hear the all too familiar Iphone Facetime ring.  In front of me on the wall was a massive screen which lit up.  It was my husband again, and the mistress held the camera.  Before I got any words out to my husband, John’s cock enters me.  All I can do is moan.  Hubby is jerking his cock, watching me get fucked senseless.  John is experienced, and he knows how to last.  I begged for him to cum, but he just kept pounding me.  My pussy, stretched, sore, and used gets more wet as John’s cum coats my inner walls.  The mistress shows my hubby on Facetime as John’s cum fills me up and overflows out.  I watch in a sex drunk state as my husband’s dick launches a BIG load.  Now limp in his chair with his cum all over his face, I think about how happy my hubby is.  “Leave her so the cum stays and absorbs into her” John commands.  The Facetime call is ended and I get left alone.

For women sex is an emotional activity.  Most women will kiss and cuddle their lover, and thrive from the cooldown.  As a slave, I don’t get that luxury.  It’s hot but I do question just how much of a toy I am versus a human.

Chapter 11 A Pregnant Bitch

This sexual exploitation continued for another two weeks, until one morning I woke up with a sore stomach.  I was taking pregnancy tests twice daily, and I did so this morning, not thinking anything of it.  The goth mistress would supervise, and then take the test when I was done.  She grabbed it from me, smirked, and walked out.  Hubby was home from his trip and would occasionally come watch me get fucked.  This time was different.  He walked in and was escorted to my cage. The mistress opened the door and put my tennis outfit next to me.  “Why am I getting my tennis outfit back?” I questioned.  The goth mistress mysteriously walked away, and in came John and Rebekah.  “You are pregnant, Jessica.” my husband said.  My mind raced, I’m actually pregnant.  I rubbed my belly, thinking about which session John’s cum did the deed.  “Don’t worry after you have the baby, we will fuck you again,” said Rebekah.  I grabbed my stuff and changed into my tennis outfit.  Out I walked with hubby, now pregnant.

Chapter 12 I’m A Cuckquean

My life for the last month has been crazy.  From bored, lonely housewife to sex slave made pregnant, I have become a new me.  For the first time in a while we pull into my driveway, and my husband helps me out.  “I’ve got a surprise for you baby,” he says with a smirk.  Oh boy, that means he has been up to something. Once inside I set my purse down, and head to get changed.  My bedroom door is shut which is odd because normally we don’t close it.  My husband reaches out his hand, stopping the door from opening.  “While you were getting pregnant, I got my own slut,” he says.  The door opens and on the bed is Maddie.  I go into the bedroom, shocked to see my bestfriend naked in my bed.  Then I spot it, the cuck chair.  In the corner is a wooden chair, and it is preset for bondage.  Hubby helps me get in it, my naked body is tied down.  The Hitachi wand setup with it is placed directly on my clit.  I whimper while hubby strips and makes it over the bed.  I watch as Maddie pushes her ass up in the air, my husband’s cock stiff.  He lubes her up and stretches her asshole with his cock, as she rubs her clit.  My wand is set to a low level, just enough to keep me wet and stimulated.  Watching your significant other is so much fun, but must be done right.  I went from the toy to now being the cuckquean.  I wanted my husband’s cock so bad, and Maddie got a ride to remember.  As I sat there naked, I felt helpless.  Maddie let out a very vocal moan and just moments later, Maddie squirted, soaking my bed.  Hubby took that as a sign to fuck Maddie harder, putting his cock in her pussy.  I was amazed how many times she was able to cum on his cock, and I loved watching like a bitch.  Maddie always had a sweet tasting pussy, and I was no stranger to tasting it.  Although this time was via a cock, Hubby turned around and fed me his cock covered in her sweet cum and squirt, which made me cum.

Chapter 13 Pregnant and Horny

The more I showed a pregnant belly, the hornier my husband got.  I watched Maddie do things to my husband that made me wet, making me jealous.  Oh how bad I wanted a cock inside, instead hubby kept me locked in a chastity belt.  When Maddie would leave after my husband slutted her out and came inside her, she would give me a kiss, just so I could taste my hubby’s cock and cum.

Chapter 14 A Couple’s Gift

It wasn’t long though until Maddie came over, a gift in her hands.  Hubby and I sat down at the kitchen table, as Maddie wanted us to open it together.  I pulled the tissue paper out, hubby pulling out a long, thin device.  Our eyes met, Maddie smiled, an unbelievable occurrence.  My husband, who doctors told was infertile and who tried for years to get me pregnant, had inseminated my best friend Maddie.  I was not mad, not even disappointed, I was ragingly horny.  Not only was I a pregnant cuckquean, I watched my bestfriend get pregnant by my husband.
I did feel bad for my husband, having to deal with two pregnant women.  Maddie moved in with us, assuming a position as a joint wife to me and my husband.  Pregnant bestfriends was fun, sharing cum and comparing belly sizes.  

Chapter 15 Giving Birth

Fast forward, we both had our babies.  Mine was dark skinned, like my tennis coach.  Maddie’s, a beautiful combination of them both, also healthy.  Not too long after being healed, I approached hubby.  “Baby?” I asked in a sweet soft tone.  “Yes darling?” he answered back.  I took a moment, then said, “I love John’s big black cock.  Once we are ready, can I have another baby with him?”  A smile crossed his face, and with a giddy tone, he says, “You may have as many babies with him as you want.”  I giggled, and gave hubby a big hug and kiss.  He continued to support me for the next few years, even getting me the QOS (Queen of Spades) tattoo on my tan ass.  I had a few more black babies while John’s cumsock, while my husband got pegged by Maddie all the time.  I would watch as my husband squealed and Maddie’s fine ass pounded him like the pussy he is.