The husband said...
"Beg for my cum you dumb beta bitch. I might even make you our little house bitch after this."
John begins to beg. "I want your cum deep inside me." John's own cock twitched, a traitorous response to the husband's command. He was a puppet, their words pulling the strings of his desires and actions.

"Louder," the husband demanded, his grip on John's hips tightening.
"I want your cum," John repeated, his voice stronger this time. "I want you to fill me up."
"Good boy," the woman purred, her hand stroking John's cock faster. "Now tell us what you are."
"I'm a bitch," John choked out, the words a confession of his own defeat. "I'm your little beta bitch."

The husband let out a triumphant roar, his body tensing as he released his load deep inside John. The feeling was surreal, a warmth spreading through him, a tangible symbol of his submission.
The woman's hand tightened around John's cock, her strokes becoming more frantic. "Cum for me," she commanded, her voice a husky whisper. "Cum for your masters rich little boi." She says this as she take back a few of John items.
John's body obeyed, a powerful orgasm ripping through him, leaving him spent and shaking. He collapsed onto the bed, the husband's weight on top of him, the woman's hands still on his body.

He was broken, utterly and completely. He felt the man pull out and lay his spent cock across his head. "Such a good boi. You want to stay as our submissive bottom bitch don't you. I could let you stay in a room while you work for me. All you have to do is let me and my wife use you as we see fit." The man says as the wife rubs her foot on John's face.
"We could use a good foot licker." The wife says as John has a choice to make.
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