Woken for more

I came too with a stinging sensation on my face. Then another as Rachel slapped me again.

I woke up to see Rachel towering over me, looking down at me with contempt. Even now, from this position, I look at her in awe. She looks every inch a godess, sexy bare pussy proudly displayed to my gaze.

She yanked something and I realise she is holding a leash attached to a collar, which is wrapped around by balls. My eyes blur with pain "Get on your knees ****"

I roll onto all fours like a puppy and am led literally by the balls out of the kitchen, staring lustfully at Rachel's perfect ass leading the way into the lounge.

And I stop.

Until my lead is yanked again, causing my eyes to bulge in pain. To match the pain from what I am watching. There on the couch, is Helen. She looks blissfully satiated, satisfied by a cock in a manner that I have never been able to do. She is proudly on display to all of us.

Rachel yanks my chain and leads me over to Helen. Using her hand she pushes my head down to Helen's pussy. I can smell Bob's cum from a distance. I can see it leaking out of Helen's pussy. "You know your duty cuck, clean your wife's well used pussy"

For the first time since I entered the room, Helen's eyes seem to focus and she looks me in the eyes "Hello cucky, that was so wonderful. I need you to clean me now. This is your role now" and she reached out, putting a hand on the back of my head and pulled me in to her pussy.

There is something incredibly humiliating about cleaning your wife's pussy of another man's cum, when the other man is watching. There is something primal about the sense of defeat in this action, and I felt it now as my tongue touched Bob's husband's cum for the first time. There was no going back now, I was defeated. It was instantly transformational in both my marriage and in my acceptance of Bob as the alpha male and I as the beta. Helen leant her head back in pleasure and zoned out at the touch of my tongue.

"That's a good cuck, lick it all up" Rachel whispering in my ear, so close I could feel her hair on my skin. She slipped a finger past my tongue and into my wife's pussy, scooping a large blob of Bob's cum up. I felt her hand on my ass, and then she started to slide her finger into my ass, using Bob's cum as lube inside my back passage "That's it cuck, we all know you are the beta in this room. Now it is time to complete your journey"

Her finger withdraws and I fell something larger prod my ass, and then to my horror I feel what can only be Bob's hands grab my hips. Helen looks up, eyes wide, as she observes my imminent, and complete, emasculation by her lover. He pushes in, and lots of things happen at once - my ass is stretched to its limit, my eyes bulge, I cry out in pain - my wife's expression turns to shock and I can see she sees me differently now, her hand drifts to her pussy - Rachel laughs gently in my ear and her hand squeezes my balls - and my eyes lock onto Helen's and I know we will never be the same again.

Bob withdraws his cock slightly and then pushes firmly in.

I slump in defeat, and the next thing I know I am being fucked hard. Rachel has joined Helen on the couch and both of them are masturbating at the sight of my debasement. Bob continue to rail me, building up ahead of steam as he pounds me harder and harder.

Helen comes first, eyes still wide in wonder, a smile on her face at how far we have come tonight, then I feel Bob come in my ass, grunting in conquest as be releases, followed shortly my Rachel with by far the most intense orgasm of all. She clearly feels a thrill in emasculating me and her role for the night is complete.

As my eyes shift to take in the sight of this Amazonian woman in all her glory, orgasming before me, looking right int me soul, I am ashamed to realise I am also coming in my cage, my ejaculate leaking out impotent and weak onto the carpet. Rachel looks down at it, then back up to me, and laughs at her and Bob's complete victory.