He stays and gets his salad toss by the woman while her hubby degrades John even more (-2 alpha points)

John didn't know what came over him. Maybe it was the thrill of the degradation, the forbidden nature of what they were suggesting. Or perhaps he was simply too far gone to care. He stopped, his hand on the doorknob, and turned back to face the couple. The woman's giggles subsided, replaced by a predatory grin.

"Let's do it," John said, the words barely a whisper.

The husband's eyes widened in disbelief, then narrowed with a new, crueler glint. "Oh, this is going to be fun," he said, rubbing his hands together.

John's heart pounded in his chest as he was led to the bedroom. The bed lay on the floor with a few mysterious stains. He was now completely naked, ****, at their mercy.

"Get on the bed, on all fours," the woman commanded, her voice a sultry purr. John complied, his bare skin prickling with anticipation. The mattress dipped into the floor. He could feel her breath on the back of his neck, her hands tracing the curve of his spine.

His cock dangling in the air. John didn't want this, but he did.

The woman's tongue, warm and wet, traced the delicate rim of John's asshole. A shiver ran down his spine, a mixture of pleasure and mortification. He had never experienced anything like this before, and the sensation was overwhelming. The husband circled around to face him, a smug look on his face.

"Look at you, getting your salad tossed by my wife," he said, grabbing a handful of John's hair. "You're a natural at this, aren't you? Just a born submissive."

John moaned, the sound muffled by the pillow as the woman's tongue delved deeper. He could feel the heat spreading through his body, the pleasure building despite the shame. The husband's words were a constant **** on his pride, but they only seemed to heighten the experience. He was losing himself in the degradation, embracing the role they had assigned to him.

The woman's hands gripped his hips, pulling him closer as her tongue worked its magic. John's cock, once soft, now stood at full attention, aching for release. The husband laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through John's skull.

"Look at that little dick of yours, all hard and ready. What would your friends say if they could see you now? Bent over like a bitch, taking it from my wife."

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