His Dominant Wife's Desires - Part 2

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Andrew is on his knees, which is where a good cuckold belongs, especially when his wife's bull is present.

Rose is standing in a strappy lingerie set and a pair of four inch heels that Andrew so lovingly helped her into just a few hours ago. Her hands are pressed against the hotel room's floor to ceiling windows, and while the view those windows offer is breathtaking, Andrew can't take his eyes off of the sight of another man's cock invading his wife's pussy from behind.

Ethan is the man delivering those long, deep thrusts. The man that Rose has surrendered her pussy to on countless occasions. The man that finds pleasure in helping to put Andrew in his place. The man that has already fucked Rose to two orgasms tonight and is well on his way to a third as she finds endless erotic satisfaction in being taken from behind by a superior man.

"Kiss his fucking feet, cuck," Rose orders.

She smiles as Andrew immediately drops to his hands and knees and lowers his head to Ethan's feet. The kisses are audible, as they should be. Andrew has been ordered to demonstrate his fealty to the man fucking his wife and he's not going to shy away from doing so.

"Such a fucking cuck," Ethan says.

Rose rubs her clit as her bull's long, thick cock slides deeper into her pussy than Andrew - or any other man, for that matter - has ever ventured. Each time he bottoms out she groans. Even a light touch against her clit is enough to inspire pleasure that makes her legs tremble, such is the thrill of being fucked by a superior man like Ethan.

It's the hair on Ethan's feet that Andrew finds most unpleasant. It makes it impossible to deny that he's kissing a man's feet. Otherwise he could close his eyes and pretend he was merely kissing Rose's feet. The sounds of sex - Rose's moans and the cock penetrating her from behind - overwhelm any humiliation Andrew feels, though.

Ethan pulls out and steps back. Andrew sits up and stares at the long, thick cock that was just inside his wife. It's slick with her juices and the head is astoundingly plump, speaking to Ethan's intense level of arousal.

"Eat her ass, cuck. Keep your fucking tongue away from her pussy, though, or I'll beat your ass," Ethan orders.

Andrew crawls behind his wife and spreads her ass cheeks. He takes a few moments to stare at her pussy, which is wet and enflamed from the vigorous fucking she's taken from Ethan over the course of the evening. He's tempted to try and get a taste, to dip his tongue between her cunt lips and soak up just a hint of her sweet juices, but he refrains as there's nothing more humiliating than being spanked by another man.

Rose smiles as she feels her cuck husband press his face between her ass cheeks. She puts a hand on the back of his head and applies as much pressure as she can muster. She likes the idea of smothering him with her ass, of him genuinely struggling to breathe because he's so immersed in her backside. She loves the idea that her bull has forbidden Andrew from licking the thing he wants most in the world, the thing he truly treasures. She loves that Ethan is so comfortable bossing Andrew around. She loves it so much that her pussy gushes as her husband tongue fucks her asshole like a good cuck.

"Is he doing as I instructed?" Ethan asks.

Rose can hear her bull stroking his cock. It makes her pussy tingle with desire. "Yes, he's being a good cuck. He's eating my ass and I think we both know he'd prefer to be eating my pussy, to be tasting the remnants of your cock inside me. He knows better than to defy you, though. We've trained him better than that."

Andrew feels another hand on his head. Strong fingers grip his hair and pull him away from Rose's ass. Guided by that strong hand, Andrew tilts his head back and is looking up at Ethan, who smiles down at him for a moment and says, "Open your mouth, cuck."

Andrew parts his lips and Ethan unleashes his spit. Most of it lands in Andrew's mouth, though some hits his chin. A wave of humiliation washes over him as he swallows Ethan's spit and feels the rest of it run down his chin.

"Baby, put your cock back inside me," Rose begs. "My pussy misses it. My pussy needs it."

"Put it inside her, cuck."

Andrew grasps the shaft of Ethan's cock and guides the head between his wife's pussy lips. Ethan fills her and Andrew begins to back away, but the bull's fingers entwine in his hair and keep him close.

In fact, Ethan pulls Andrew closer until his face is pressed against Rose's thigh. With each thrust, Ethan's legs smash into Andrew's face. There's a bit of pain, but it's more humiliating than physically agonizing. There's no concern for his comfort, nor should there be. Andrew is the cuck. He is nothing but support staff designed to enhance their pleasure.

Of course, all of that thrills Andrew. He was always submissive, but his wife has worked to enhance his desire to serve and now he takes pleasure in any and all acts of service, especially those related to enhancing the sexual pleasure that Rose takes from getting fucked by her bull.

"Cum for me," Ethan instructs.

Rose rubs her clit furiously and Ethan fucks her faster. Her face and tits are now pressed against the cool glass of the window. She likes it, though. She likes it when she gets to feel like a sex object, when she gets to offer her pussy for Ethan's pleasure. She finds great satisfaction in that and it makes it easy to identify with Andrew's desire to serve.

Rose cums on her bull's cock. She closes her eyes and lets the intense pleasure wash over her. Ethan buries himself inside her and wraps his arms around her lithe body, doing so because he almost certainly knows she'll collapse without his support. Andrew's face remains pressed against her leg as he knows better than to move away without permission from one of his superiors.

Eventually, Ethan pulls out and Rose spins around. The cool glass of the window feels good against her naked ass and she enjoys the sight of Ethan's erect cock practically demanding pleasure. The only question is how he would prefer to receive his pleasure.

"I was thinking we might both enjoy it if we got to watch my cuck lick your cum off this window," Rose said. "How would you feel about a handjob to finish you off so you can make a beautiful mess with your load and we can watch my pathetic husband lick up your seed like the dirty little cum slut that he is."

Ethan looks down at Andrew and laughs. "I'd fucking love that."

Rose steps aside and grasps her bull's cock. She pulls him closer to the window and strokes him slowly. Andrew watches his wife's fingers skillfully move up and down the shaft of her lover's thick erection and he feels a touch of jealousy. He wishes it was his cock she was stroking. He wishes he was the one moaning and about to unleash his load.

"Get closer to the window, cuck," Rose instructs. "Press your face against it."

Andrew crawls to the window and presses the left side of his face against it. He watches the head of Ethan's cock swell up. He hears the sounds of his wife's slippery fingers moving up and down another man's shaft. He knows that soon he'll be subjected to the humiliation of licking another man's cum off of a window that likely hasn't been cleaned in quite some time.

Rose feels her pussy tingle as she stares down at her cuck husband. His willingness - eagerness, even - to submit to degradation thrills her. It keeps her imagination running wild, too, as she searches for new ways to humiliate and degrade the man that she loves more than any other.

"Fuck, I'm close," Ethan announces.

Andrew's pulse quickens. Each time he's subjected to a new humiliation he feels a touch of fear alongside his excitement. He can't help but wonder if someday he'll cross a boundary and do something that makes Rose think of him in a manner that turns her away from the love she feels for him.

"You're going to start cleaning as soon as he finishes cumming, cuck," Rose instructs. "You're not going to waste a moment's time pondering if you should actually indulge in this disgusting task. You're going to do it without thinking because you're a good subby, because you're a good cuck, because all you really care about is making me happy."

Ethan cums. He cums hard. Rose directs his cock to spray the cum over quite a bit of the window. It looks like a big load.

When he's finished, Andrew crawls into place and begins cleaning. He lowers his head, presses his tongue against the glass, and licks all the way up to the very top of the cumshot. He repeats that process over and over. He sinks into his submission. He surrenders himself to it. He embraces the fact that he's doing something spectacularly humiliating because it's what his wife wants of him, it's what she craves.

"Look at the cum slut," Rose says as she watches her husband lick her bull's load off the window. "Look at that filthy fucking whore."

Her pussy tingles and she runs a finger over her clit, sending electric shocks of pleasure through her body. Andrew is licking like a wild animal, like his only purpose in life is to clean the cum of superior men off of hotel windows. He's licking like his life depends on it, like he'd rather die of humiliation than disappoint his wife.

"Rub your fucking face in it," she says.

Andrew turns his face and rubs it through what remains of the cum on the window.

"Both sides."

He turns his face once more and repeats the process. He rubs cum all over his cheek and forehead and chin. He makes an absolute mess of himself and his dick throbs with delight as he does it.

"Now keep licking."

Andrew can hear his wife masturbating. He's fairly certain her fingers are in her pussy. She's getting off on his degradation, on his willingness to surrender to her desire, to humiliate himself. He's getting off on it too, though. He can't help himself.

"Turn around," Rose demands.

Andrew turns to face his wife. He feels the sticky cum on his face. His mouth is coated in another man's seed and the bitter, salty taste dances on his tongue. Ethan and Rose look down at him and he feels inferior, degraded, and humiliated. As a result, his cock throbs and drips precum onto the hotel carpet.

"Eat me," Rose says.

Andrew crawls to his wife. She puts a hand on the back of his head and guides him between her legs. She pulls on his hair as he tongue fucks her pussy and laps at her clit. Ethan kisses her and Andrew looks up to see his wife's tongue engaging in a lusty battle with the man that has give her far superior orgasms to any that Andrew ever provided her.

Rose cums and pushes Andrew down. She tilts his head back and rubs her pussy all over his face as she climaxes. She's cumming on his face. She's adding one more small degradation to an evening filled with them.

When she's finished, Rose pushes Andrew's head from between her legs and laughs. "You're a mess," she says. "A beautiful mess."

Ethan steps behind her. He grasps her breasts and kisses her neck. She closes her eyes and leans into him.

"It's so nice to be in a real man's arms after an orgasm," she says. "To feel your strong hands on me. To lean into your firm body."

"Is it nice to know that I'm going to fuck you again before the night is over?" Ethan asks.

She smiles. "It is."

Andrew waits on his knees, his dick stiff and denied any pleasure. His mouth tastes of cum and a mixture of his wife's pussy juices and another man's load is slowly drying on his face.

"That shower's awfully big," Rose notes. "All three of us could fit in there, don't you think?"

"I do," Ethan agrees.

Rose looks down at Andrew and says, "Take my heels off."

He dutifully removes each of his wife's high heels and sets them aside. She lifts one of her feet and presses the sole against Andrew's face. He extends his tongue and she laughs. She begins to rub her foot and toes all over his face. He moans and she places one foot down and lifts the other to repeat the process. He remains on his knees and licks her feet like a dutiful submissive cuck is supposed to.

"You'll join us in the shower, cuck," Rose instructs as she removes her lingerie. "You'll wash both our bodies while we relax, touch each other, make out or do whatever the fuck we want. You'll keep your hands off your fucking cock, though, or Ethan and I will take turns giving you a vicious spanking right there in the shower. Do you understand?"

Andrew nods as his wife continues to rub her foot over his face.

"If you're very, very good I'll let you suck on Ethan's cock a little," she says. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

He wouldn't like that. The act would be unpleasant and deeply degrading. Andrew would get off on that part of it, though. That was the complicated thing about being a submissive, masochistic cuck, though. The things that degraded him almost always turned him on.

"Yes, I'd like that," he says as Rose lets her foot fall to the floor.

She smiles down at her husband. Her pussy is tingling again. She's eager for pleasure once more, but she'll let that build as she and Ethan shower with Andrew. She'll let it build as her husband fellates her bull, as he degrades himself by sucking cock. She'll let it build as Andrew washes her body, as Ethan plays with her tits and pussy in the shower. She'll let it build as she and Ethan fall into the bed once more after their shower, as she sucks her bull's big cock, as she finally takes him inside her again, for no orgasms are quite as pleasurable as the ones she has with Ethan's big dick buried deep inside her.

Rose turns and walks towards the bathroom with Ethan a step behind her. "Crawl behind us, cuck."

Andrew does as instructed, crawling like an animal behind his wife and her bull. He follows them into the bathroom and waits on his knees as they kiss while the water warms up. They step into the oversize shower and he's permitted to stand to join them.

Rose hands Andrew a bar of soap and steps into Ethan's arms. They kiss as Andrew's cock continues to throb with intense lust. He soaps up his hands and rubs them over his wife's back and wet ass cheeks. He soaps up again and falls to his knees to wash her legs.

"Eat my ass," she says.

Andrew spreads her cheeks and tongue fucks his wife's asshole while she and her bull kiss and fondle each other. He is their loyal servant. He exists to please them when they play together. His cock is nothing but an afterthought, an appendage that his wife sometimes deigns to tend to once she and her bull have finished exploring their desire for each other.

They spin until Ethan's back faces Andrew. He stands and soaps up his hands. He washes the back, ass, and legs of the man that fucks his wife. Just as Andrew is about to stand once more, Rose grabs her bull's ass and spreads his cheeks.

"You know what I want you to do, cuck," she says. "Do it or suffer the consequences."

Andrew stares at Ethan's hairy asshole. He knows it's clean because he just cleaned it. That doesn't do much to increase his level of desire to give a man a rimjob, though. It's degrading, but there's something so unpleasant about the idea that Andrew hesitates.

"Do it or I will redden your ass in front of your wife, Andrew. I will beat you until you're begging me to stop. I will show her exactly how weak you are," Ethan threatens.

Ethan moans and Rose kisses her bull deeply as she holds his ass cheeks open.

"Is he eating your hole?" she asks.

"Fuck yes he is," Ethan replies with a smile.

"He's such a nasty little cuck, isn't he?"

They kiss again and Rose's pussy tingles with desire. She wants Ethan to pick her up, impale her on his cock, and fuck her until he's flooded her pussy with his load. She wants him to make her scream in pleasure, but she holds off. She denies herself because it feels good to wait, to let the tension build.

Eventually Rose steps away from her bull and releases his ass cheeks. Ethan steps away too and they both look down at Andrew, who's sporting a throbbing erection even after giving a man a rimjob.

"Did you enjoy eating his ass, cuck?"

Andrew nods. He didn't enjoy it, but it turned him on and there's no point in denying that.

"You're such a nasty little cuck, you know that?" Rose asks.

He nods again. She's made him a nasty cuck. She's trained his brain to be aroused by degradation. She's made it impossible for him to resist the allure of sinking further into his humiliation.

"Keep cleaning, cuck."

Andrew soaps up his hands. He cleans his wife's chest, tits, stomach, pussy, and legs. He cleans Ethan's chest, stomach, cock, balls, and legs. He cleans because he's been ordered to, because it gives him pleasure to serve.

When he's finished, Andrew drops to his knees in front of his wife and her bull. Rose takes Ethan's cock in her hand and strokes it, slowly luring him to an erect state.

"Suck his balls," she says.

Andrew leans forward. He takes one of Ethan's balls in his mouth. He sucks. He swirls his tongue around it. He's humiliated. He's sucking another man's balls, so of course he's humiliated. He's turned on, though.

"Now suck his fat dick," she instructs.

Andrew leans back. He parts his lips. His heart pounds. He takes the cock in his mouth. He degrades himself by blowing a man. By pleasuring him with his mouth. He takes another massive step in his cuckolding, in his degradation.

"How does it feel to be a cocksucker?" Rose asks.

Andrew moans around the dick in his mouth.

She looks at her bull. She sees lust in Ethan's eyes as he watches her husband suck his cock. She likes that her bull gets off on degrading her husband. She likes that he's happy to indulge in her desires to do the same, that they're united in putting Andrew in his place.

"Make him choke on it," she whispers.

Ethan puts a strong hand on the back of Andrew's head and thrusts forward. The cuck gags. Of course he does. He chokes. He spits up. His eyes water. He nearly vomits. He suffers for her pleasure. It's pure fucking bliss.

"Fuck," she says softly. Her fingers find their way into her pussy.

Andrew takes a continued face fucking. It's miserable, but the sound of his wife fingering her pussy is more than enough to thrill him. It makes it all worth it. He's giving her pleasure and that's his purpose when he serves as her cuck.

"I need to get fucked," she says. "I need you to fuck me long and hard and I need you to pump your load into my pussy."

The shower turns off. Andrew steps out first and grabs a towel, but not for him. He will remain wet until he's dried them both off. He will remain wet unless Rose gives him permission to dry his body.

Andrew dutifully dries both his wife and her bull. She takes Ethan's hand and heads for the bed.

"Dry off and get on your knees, cuck. You'll wait here until we're finished. You can stroke your cock but you're not permitted to cum. If you do, I'll take a belt to your ass and make it so much more painful than a spanking. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

Andrew dries off and falls to his knees as he listens to his wife and her bull have sex. He strokes his cock while staring at the wall. He expects he'll do so for quite some time.

There's pleasure in being denied the ability to watch. There's pleasure in serving as his wife desires without considering his needs. There's pleasure in being a good cuck, which is all Andrew wants to be.