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Subject: {ASSM} Deserved to be a Cuckold (mf, mm, humiliation, wife)
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Date: Sun, 14 Oct 2007 09:10:01 -0400
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	WARNING: This story is fiction, and should be treated
as such.  The following story is for the entertainment
of ADULTS ONLY, and contain descriptions of explicit
sex.  If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories
upset you, DO NOT read any further.  If it is illegal
in your georgraphical location, DO NOT read it.  


Deserved to be a Cuckold (m/f, m/m, humiliation, wife)

        "Who was that on the phone?" Lilly asked me
from the kitchen.  She was studying the insides of the
fridge now seeming less robust than a few months ago.

	"I'll have to make a payment by Tuesday.  Don't worry
I'll make it," I said.

	"I guess you'll have to call your brother pretty
soon," Lilly said gingerly holding a couple of eggs. 
"Alex!  How do you want your eggs," Lilly shouted to
our son.  He seemed oblivious to her shouting as he
played with his toy truck on our worn carpet.

	I was not happy that my wife had to mention my
brother, especially on this Sunday night for which I
wanted a few hours of reprieve from my woes.  Philip
was five years older to me and a self made
millionaire.  He stayed unmarried and lived in a grand
house, more like a mansion, thirty minutes away in the
richer side of town.  Philip and I never got along
even as kids.  The fact that I hated him and I showed
it all through my life exacted the most humiliating
punishment he could bestow upon me.

	I was shooting blanks and had taken out a second
mortgage on my then home to pay exorbitant amounts of
money not covered by my health insurance to these
nefarious infertility clinics.  When Lilly and I
reached the lowest points of our life, she suggested
that Philip should impregnate her on my behalf.  I had
scoffed at the idea until I realized she actually
called my brother and she told me that he would be
happy to comply.  I had finally broken down and let
the deed happen.  Philip had only one demand.  Lilly
and the child would have to spend a week each year
with Philip.  That was a sore point which I didn't
want to relent to but seeing Lilly sad and childless
made me swallow this bitter pill.

	Lilly and Alex had now spent a week for six years at
Philip's mansion.  Since Lilly would stubbornly not
divulge any information of the happenings during that
week, I could only get a few sketchy details from my
six year old.  Alex said that Mom looked very
beautiful and that they went out a lot.  He didn't
know when they came back because he was asleep.  I
asked him how she had dressed and he said that she
looked tall and he could see a lot of her legs just
like when she was at her bath.

	On sleepless nights, I couldn't get rid of the sight
of my brother devouring Lilly's naked body.  What
bothered me most was that Lilly didn't mind this and
she seemed willing to take Alex every year for their
weekly visit.

	So when Lilly told me that she called Philip, my
blood went boiling.  "You need to recoup yourself to
get back on your feet.  You need to stay someplace
with no bills, no overhead nothing and take your time
to find a good job instead of running around taking
these minimum wage jobs," she said as I clenched my
fists in anger.

	"I can't stand the sight of him," I spoke quietly
somehow managing my fury for now.

	One thing Lilly was good at was convincing me against
my better judgment.  I even tried to barter by
acquiescence if she disclosed the happenings at
Philip's mansion.  But she said that it was better
that I didn't know.  "Since you know his home, which
room will we be taking?" I asked in defeat.

	The answer that came out of my wife's mouth took
everything out of me.  I slumped on the sofa as her
words kept wringing in my ears.  "Alex will have his
own room and be taken cared of by Olga, the nanny. 
You'll have your room but I will be staying with
Philip."  Everything was neatly compartmentalized by
my wife.

	Don't ask me how I agreed to this in the end.  If I
had tried harder or was a better man, maybe I would
not have agreed to this arrangement.  But I did.

	I was not part of my child's life or my wife's life
from the moment I began my descent at my brother's
grand home.  Even if I got a well paying job, I
doubted I could take back by wife and child.  My
choices were few.  I had to leave my wife and child or
stay.  I stayed.

	I learned soon enough that my brother had used Lilly
on those weekly visits to entertain his important
customers.  From her work, he got tremendous leverage
and exponentially multiplied his wealth.  I had no
contact with Lilly without my brother's permission.  I
wanted to know how many men she had slept with. 
Philip was happy to disclose that information.  
"Since last week, it is thirty-seven," he told me. 
"If you ever want to see her work, just let me know."

	It came to the point that I would do anything to see
my wife no matter what.  I guess it had become my
obsession.  "Please give me some time with my wife," I
pleaded to my brother.

	"She wants nothing to do with you right now.  I guess
she is not comfortable," my brother had answered.  I
knew that was a lie.  Lilly was not the one to be
uncomfortable about anything.  

	If Lilly wanted to be around the house, I was told to
stay in my room.   One particular weekend, I had my
meals brought in to my room as my brother and my wife
entertained some guests.  I could hear her laughter
and her voice as I pressed my ears to the door.  
Philip dropped by in the morning.  He was happy to
reveal that his guests were a very influential older
couple and that without the help of Lilly; they would
not have been able to arrange a successful same room
swapping in his bedroom.  "Here is your chance to see
Lilly," he said.  "Wear this."  He threw something at
me which I clumsily caught.  After examining the
skimpy outfit made of black leather, I realized it was
a thong and a collar.  "Put it on," he commanded.

	"Here, now?" I asked.

	My brother watched as I stripped naked and put on the
attire along with the collar that seemed a little
tight.  After that I was told to prepare a grand
breakfast and I labored at the kitchen for the next
forty-five minutes with just the thong and collar. 
Finally Philip approved the final product and had me
place the appetizing meal on a very large oval tray. 
With Philip at my back, I carefully carried the large
tray to the upstairs realm of the mansion, a place
that I haven't been allowed to visit before.  Philip
directed me to the large master bedroom and when the
door opened; my lovely Lilly came into view.  She lay
peacefully asleep cuddled in the nude with an elderly
gentleman, her smooth fingers buried under the gray
chest hairs of the man.  I glanced at his shriveled
penis, a little envious of where it had been allowed
to venture.  Lying on the other side of the bed was a
naked older woman apparently the man's wife.  I lay
the tray at the table that Philip directed me.

	"Breakfast is ready," Philip announced and the three
naked bodies slowly gained consciousness.  Lilly
momentarily glanced at me and showed no recognition
for my presence.  As she got up, she gently squeezed
the old man's penis and gave him a nice kiss on his
lips.  She then turned to the man's wife and also gave
her a gentle kiss.

	The breakfast was devoured hurriedly as it appeared
that they had an action filled night.  The man and my
wife covered themselves while the man's wife stayed
naked; her boobs flat and drooping low.  Looking at
me, the man had grown a tent underneath his robe. 
"This is just too much," the man thanked Philip
profusely.

	After I had cleaned the bedroom and put the kitchen
back in order, I was summoned up again.  The man was
naked lying on the bed stroking his penis as Philip,
his wife and Lilly watched.  Philip motioned me to
attend to the man and I didn't resist to my surprise. 
"Treat him well as he is an honored guest here,"
Philip said.

	I supposed I got a taste of my wife as I as took his
engorged penis into my mouth.  Not having done this
before it felt awkward and I must have been rather
clumsy.  "You're doing good," the man encouraged me. 
I gently cuddled his balls and to that I was given
more appreciative encouragements.  When Philip decided
his guest was ready, he told me to get off.  At that
moment Lilly straddled him and rode him expertly.  The
man didn't have to do much and his face contorted in
pleasure.

	Philip reprimanded me for watching and directed me
between the older woman's open legs.  On my first
lick, I immediately sensed I had taken in my brother's
deposits.  I had kept on devouring her snatch as she
twitched and squirmed in pleasure.  My manhood was
growing and straining in the unforgiving leather
thong.  It was long and tiring but the man's elderly
wife finally relented to her orgasm.  I was relieved
to be back on my feet.  Philip immediately commanded
me back to my room, my job was done. 

	I was advised to keep my leather thong and collar in
good condition.  That was good news to me for I had
wanted to be in contact with Lilly, no matter what the
conditions were.

	A few days later after my first visit to the master
bedroom, Philip decided to reward me for my good
service.  He shoved Olga, my son's nanny, into my
room.  She was a heavy set woman quite advanced in her
age.  She quickly took on to me and was ravenous in
bed.  I in turn have discovered to derive pleasure as
well from her thick body and her cavernous loins. 
Philip also commented that she seemed more pleasant
than before.  

The End.
By Nujbaf
Comments e-mail to nujbaf@yahoo.com



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