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It was a Thursday, I came home early from work. I was expecting her to be out doing her thing.
As I entered our apartment I noticed a pair of shoes I had never seen before. They were bigger than mine.
Where I usually kick off my shoes I stopped and then just continued in to our place.
The living room had clothes scattered all around some man’s and hers.
I herd rythmic clapping from the bedroom.
The door was open a crack.
She was bent over biting a pillow whimpering with delight as a man I had never seen before was taking her hard from behind.
I started filming wanting evidence. But I was also so turned on I couldn’t stop myself
I pulled out my dick. It was so hard one could cut glass with it.
It hurt seeing her like that with him, but It also turned me on more than I could ever imagine. What was wrong with me.
I lasted only a few seconds before I came and panicked. ‘What am I doing?!?’ I thought before sneaking back outside.
I parked down the street and waited.
I watched and rewatched the video on my phone.
I had to confront her, but how? Where? When?
After a while I saw him walk down the road and hop in to a car that was parked along the sidewalk. He drove a shitty Nissan Cube.
I waited 20 more min and drove home.
She was making dinner as I walked in, she had the most beautiful grin.
We kissed and she told me to get changed, dinner would be ready soon.
I usually lounge around in sweats at home if we have no plans.
And I noticed a stain where my juices had started to dry on my boxers.
They were thrown in the laundry and I pulled on my grey sweats.
We sat down to dinner and talked about this and that.
We snuggled up on the couch and she told me she loved me.
I was still all hot and bothered about what I had discovered earlier and must admit I got carried away.
We made love on the couch and cuddled close after.
‘That was nice’ she purred in my ear.
Blushing I thought about her having to bite the pillow as she came hard on that other guys cock.
‘Glad you enjoyed it’ I stuttered and kissed her.
That was when I decided to buy a couple cameras to hide around the apartment to see what went on at home when I was out.
Next morning at work I found a store that old motion sensored cameras that would work with my phone.
I bought a few and downloaded the app so I could see and even record.
I was burning with jealous and love and lust as I hid the cameras in the bedroom and livingroom and kitchen, and set up the app to work with them.
I had dinner ready by the time she got home.
We sat down and enjoyed a nice meal and went out together to hang out with friends.
Did our friends know? That thought haunted me.
Next week while I was at work the app pinged. Movement in the apartment.
She was dancing about. Disappeared in to the bathroom, after a while she came out wrapped in a towel, fresh from the shower.
She danced to the bedroom and put on lingerie I had never seen before, and a skin tight dress. She looked stunning. I hit record.
Back to the bathroom she danced, and came out with her hair in a tail and fresh makeup.
A while later she went to the door and the guy I had seen with her came in.
They kissed, and talked a bit.
With very little preamble he grabbed her hair and pushed her to her knees in front of him, she unzipped his jeans and eagerly pulled out his cock. It was massive. He looked down at her as she started sucking him hard.
I was crying as I watched her suck another man’s cock, but I was getting hard myself.
I was so very ashamed, hurt and even more turned on.
After a bit he pulled her to her feet and bent her over the couch and pulled her hair hard as he pushed in to her.
I hoped no one would see me crying my eyes out as I ran to the bathroom.
I sat there crying, watching and masturbating obsessively at him fucking the woman I had proposed to a couple months earlier.
Her legs started to shake and gave in, as he relentlessly fucked her.
I sat there with my dick in my hand thinking how I wanted to break off the engagement and wanted to marry her at the same time.
She was bent over ass up as he pulled up his jeans and zipped up.
He kissed her cheek and left her there her legs dangling useless both of their juices glistening along her leg.
I was crying hiding in the toilet, needing to talk to her about it.
Scared of losing her more turned on than I had ever been.
A while later I had gathered my thoughts and gotten back to my office.
I called her, and was fighting back the tears as she answered still dangling over the couch.
Her voice sounded exhausted as she answered and I started bawling my eyes out.
‘We need to talk today when I get home.’ I sniffled
‘What’s wrong, baby?’ She asked her voice still groggy
‘We.. we need to talk when I get home.’ I stammered.
I dreaded going home that day.
When I got home she had dinner ready and wanted me to get comfortable before we ate.
‘Sounded like you had a horrible day, get comfy and we eat after. OK?’ She smiled and kissed me softly. The same lips that hours earlier had been wrapped around another man’s massive cock..
I was ashamed and turned on at once.
Having once more had to change and throw my boxers in the laundry, we sat down to eat.
After dinner she snuggled close and asked what I wanted to talk about.
With a shaking hand I showed her the video from when I caught them.
I was crying and she gasped. She started to cry too, but she noticed the bulge in my pants. Her hand was caressing it.
‘I’m sorry!’ She whispered massaging my prick through my pants.
‘Why? Why? Why do you do that? Do you even love me?’ I asked her.
She was pushing her hand down my pants whispering ‘I love you with all my heart. With him it is different, he has no respect for me and just uses me and I need that.’
We cried in each other’s arms as she gave me a hand job repeating how she loved me.
I came in her hand and she kissed me deeply.
‘Are there things you do with him you wouldn’t do with me?’ I asked her
‘Please, I love you.’ She whispered
‘I’m not sure if we should marry’ I whispered
And she stared crying harder.
‘I love you! And want to build my life with you.’ She whaled
I held her close as we cried.
‘Do you want to marry me?’ I asked her
She nodded ‘yes yes yes!’
‘But you want to fuck him too?’ I asked
She nodded tears rolling down her cheeks
‘You see how that hurts me?’ I asked her.
She nodded ‘I don’t want to hurt you, I’m addicted to how he makes me cum the way he uses me. He is so big stretching me out as he fucks me. I make love to you’
She said and kissed me.
‘Are there things you do with him but not me?’ I asked
‘Please don’t ask me that’ she begged
‘I love you and am trying hard to understand. I need to know.’ I pleaded with her.
She blushed ‘he has me suck his cock, and takes me in ways like I’m just a toy.’
‘Would you give me oral?’ I asked her ‘I love giving you oral’
She shook her head ‘I promised him I would never give you my mouth or my ass’ she cried.
‘Does he know you’re engaged?’ I asked her
Tears still rolling down my face
She nodded
‘That is why he does not want me to give you my mouth or ass so he has that over you’ she was sobbing
We fell asleep in each others arms.
Next morning I asked her ‘would it be OK if I set up cameras so I could see? I need to know’
She looked at me shocked ‘please’
‘I am trying to accept this and to accept there needs to be no secrets between us, and I need something that is only mine since he has things that are only his.’ I told her.
‘I can tell him I won’t let him give me oral again, that is only you. Is that OK?’ She asked
‘If you give me oral once because I need that over on him. He will never know from me. And if I can set up cameras so I know you are safe and keep your word about what is only mine.’
She was crying and nodded.
She called him on speaker. ‘Max, he caught us the other day and demanded there is something only he gets from me. Is it OK if only he gets to lick my pussy?’ She asked looking nervously at me.
After a bit he replied ‘if it makes him happy and I still get to dump my cum in you, i suppose that is OK, but blow jobs and anal are only for me!’
His voice was smug and triumphant ‘I’m comming over to fuck your ass today.’ He said and barely waited for her OK before hanging up.
I looked at her. ‘I’m installing cameras tonight, because I need to know. You won’t get to see where I put them but maybe we watch together some time?’ I asked
She kissed me ‘if that is what it takes for us to build a future then OK.’
That day at work I could not concentrate.
As she waited for Max she held a bottle of some kind in her hand. She wore nothing as she handed him the bottle.
He pointed to a spot on the floor and she fell to her hands and knees pushing her face down and pushing her beautiful ass up towards him.
He took his time pulled himself free of his pants. Used lube on his engorged member and stared at the love of my life’s ass as it waited patiently for him.
I saw an audio symbol and grabbed my earbuds and turned that on.
As he grabbed her ass he asked ‘who’s ass is this?’
She whimpered longingly ‘your ass, sir.’
He grinned and pushed himself slowly inside her. She gasped as he did.
‘What does this ass exist for?’ He asked as he started to thrust into her, building a rythm.
‘For you to fuck!’ She gasped with pleasure and lust.
‘Who am I?’ He grunted as he thrust in to her.
‘You are my Sir, the one who owns my body!’ She gasped
‘What are you?’ He grunted as he started pushingng her face to the floor fucking her harder.
‘Your filthy cum dump! Your pathetic slut! Your fuck toy to use!’ She gasped as she came
He let out a grunt and pulled out of her flaccid. ‘Never forget that, bitch.’
She lay there bent over ass in the air. ‘Thank you for reminding me of my place for using me as you wish Sir.’
He grinned at her
‘One day I want him to understand what you are when you are with me’ he smiled at her
‘I hope he can handle it, sir ’ she purred
‘That would be for the best ’ he grinned and left her
I cried my eyes out again realizing their relationship more than I ever had.
I picked up more cameras on my way home and brought the boxes from the one already in our apartment so I could pretend to install them.
She was out with her friends as I installed more cameras.
She came home to the boxes opened and asked ‘are you going to watch what happens?’
I nodded and had to ask
‘What if what I see turns me on even as it hurts me?’
She kissed me ‘then we lean in to the turn on and try to sooth the hurt.’
‘Can you tell me about your relationship with him. What he is to you? No secrets?’ I asked her
She blushed ‘promise not to hate me?’
I kissed her ‘you have hurt me more than anyone can and I still love you. I could never hate you.’
She bit her lip. ‘Could you give me pleasure while I tell you?’
I blushed and nodded eagerly.
As I buried my face between her legs. Gently tasting and licking and caressing her sex with my tongue and fingers she started explaining how she was a submissive and loved being called names and ‘used’ by her dominant
And that since I was anything but dominant she needed that from a dominant man.
Being called names like slut, who’re, cum dump by someone like him made sex better.
Being used like property rather than the dominant caring for a second if she even enjoyed it made her cum harder.
I asked her ‘what about me? Is it worth how it hurts me?’
She whimpered as she came on my tongue. ‘I love you with all my heart and so I could never be treated like that by you. And I know you could never treat me like that. I hate that it hurts you but I hope you in time will learn to love it. If you do you’ll see how good a wife I will make.’
I cried and kissed her.
I made gentle love to her and she purred ‘that was nice’ as I fell down spent next to her.
She curled close. ‘I really hope you will learn to like it. I actually want to be your wife but also collared by him.’ She nuzzled close and drifted off to sleep.
Next morning I woke to find her in the kitchen dressed in a cute pair of panties and a tank top. She beamed at me.
I wrapped my arms around her and nibbled her neck.
She felt me hard against the small of her back.
She smiles ‘mmm I wish we had time to go back to bed and make love, but you have work and I have to find out how to introduce you to Sir.’
I kissed her softly ‘we could make love here.’ She grinned ‘I love you and want you on top of me treating me gently. Not sordidly.’ She kissed me and pushed me towards the door.
That day there was no alarms from the cameras till I was on my way home.
She was sitting at home with a glass of wine, waiting for me when I came in.
She had on a cute dress and she looked nervous.
She jumped up and kissed me deeply. As we kissed she guided my hand between her legs, murmuring ‘I want you.’
She was wet her panties felt like they were sogged.
We made our as she pulled me to the bed and pulled me on top of her.
As I made love to her she whispered ‘do you like it?’
I panted ‘yes, it’s wonderful.’
She purred ‘Sir fucked me and told me I would be all lubed up for you like this.’
With a shudder and a groan I spent myself in her and kissed her.
She giggled ‘did you really cum from knowing I was so wet after being used by Sir? That is so cute.’
I blushed and kissed her.
‘Is it bad that I masturbate to the video of him fucking you?’
She grinned ‘that is good. It means you get turned on by seeing me where I belong. Maybe you even love seeing it even if it hurts a little. Who knows, maybe in time there will be only love and lust from it.’
I kissed her deeply and asked is she came. She shook her head ‘no but that’s OK I came hard on Sirs massive cock.’
A week later while I was at work I noticed she was home and turned on the sound.
She dressed in seductive lingerie and nothing else. She looked so sexy for him. Why didn’t she do that for me?
I got curious and put in my earbuds to listen to what would happen next.
After a bit she got up and let Max in.
‘Sir, can we talk for a bit please?’
He smiled and nodded as he was grabbing her ass and tits.
‘He came as I told him I was wet with your cum, Sir. I think he’s liking that I’m your cum dump. He also masturbates to the video he has of you using me, Sir.’
He nodded and smiled ‘Good, I think he might find his natural place as a cuckold.’
She looked up at him ‘Sir, maybe not call him that to his face?’
He nodded ‘maybe not at first. Be honest, who makes you cum fountains? Who has the cock you worship, and who has a tiny nub in comparison?’
I blushed and wanted to masturbate just at the conversation.
She looked up at him and grinned. ‘Sir you know you make me cum fountains, Sir and you know compared to you he only has a tiny thing.’
I snuck off to the bathroom.
By the time I had my phone up again sitting on the toilet she was sucking his massive cock.
As I sat there watching her suck his cock listening to him talking.
‘So much better with a real cock than your fiancés little one huh?’
‘Mmmhmmm’ I heard between smacks and gags from her.
Turned on beyond measure I shuddered with the relief as I came.
He pulled his cock out and shot his load on her face. ‘Good girl.’ He cooed as he zipped up.
As he walked out the door I called her on FaceTime.
She actually answered covered in his cum.
She was beaming. ‘Did you watch?’
I nodded. ‘I heard too.’ I said as I blushed.
She looked ashamed
‘I’m sorry about that.’ She said panic in her voice
‘So do you really think those things?’ I asked, ashamed and curious.
She bit her lip and nodded.
‘Is it bad that I liked hearing them? And the idea of him calling me your cuck is hot.’ I blushed even more.
She beamed ‘No! That is perfect! I love you.. my little cuck.’ She blew me a kiss and rang off.
When I came home I kissed her deeply and whispered ‘is it bad that I like kissing you knowing you sucked his cock?’
She grinned ‘I love you so much and want you to be part of this with me. Do you think you could stand seeing him use me in person?’
I kissed her ‘Maybe in time. For now maybe this is as close as I dare?’
Grinning she snuggled close. ‘I don’t mind waiting, but maybe some day you will enjoy sitting in the corner as he uses me any way he wants..’
As we lay in bed snuggling close I whispered. ‘Why do you dress so sexy for him and not for me?’
She cuddled close. ‘Sir loves to see me as an object, you see me as the woman you love. The difference is You see my beauty he sees my use for his pleasure, so I dress different for the different rolls.’
I kissed her, and pulled her close.
‘Could we do doggy style tonorrow?’ I asked her. She shook her head
‘I make love to you he fucks me. Making love is cowgirl or missionary. Doggy is fucking.’
I blushed and she noticed I was getting hard as she explained her thinking.
‘You like that there is a difference?’ She asked
I looked at her ‘does he get cow girl or missionary?’ I asked her and she nodded ‘fucking is more than just being close it is his need to own me any way he can. He did say he was wanting to try to have me get you to give me pleasure after he used me.’
she was rubbing my member grinning ‘seems you kind of like that idea too.’
I gasped as she started masturbating me. ‘Imagine comming home to me, my pussy soggy wet with his cum and licking me clean making me cum with your tongue while removing any trace of him having been there?’ She purred
I was gasping and moaning as I came to the image of that happening.
‘You seem to like that idea! And I love that idea. Now I made you cum make me cum.’ She giggled as she straddled my face.
I woke up next morning, showered and made breakfast for us.
As she got up she was wearing sexy lingerie, and that was it. ‘God! You are my sexy godess!’ I exclaimed.
She beamed at me ‘sir wants to fuck me in his office today.’
We kissed deeply. I gave her coffee and breakfast.
‘So you are going out dressed only in that?’ I asked
She giggled at me ‘No, I will wear a trench coat I will drop on his office floor and put on again when he is done. Want to drive me?’
I looked at her ‘you want me to go to that office with you?’
She laughed ‘no, I want you to wait in the parking lot as he fucks me senseless and as soon as we get home I want you to lick my pussy. That sound like fun?’
I was shaking as I drove her to Max’s office.
She pointed me to a parking lot close by the building and told me to wait like a good boy.
She was so sexy as she walked toward the building.
So confident so beautiful.
Shortly after she walked in to the building my phone rang.
‘Hi love. I’m in the elevator, on my way to get used by Sir.’ She purred and didn’t hang up.
I could hear her heals tap on the floor as she walked.
A knock on a door and her voice raspy with lust. ‘Hello, Sir. You needed some relief before your big meeting?’ She purred.
‘You’re such a sexy little slut. Bend over the desk and spread your legs.’
‘Yes sir’ she purred and shortly after there was rhythmic slapping of skin against skin and her soft panting moans.
‘Fuck me Sir!’ She whimpered as he fucked her.
She came I could hear it as she did.
Then he was close to cumming, she begged ‘please cum in me, Sir!’ As she came again.
He groaned and the sound of his skin slapping against hers ended with a low growl from him.
‘I’m sorry to take your load and run, Sir. Cucky is waiting in the car to drive me home. I plan on having him lick my pussy clean as soon as we get there.’
A slap as I assume he spanked her ‘hurry home then.’
The phone rang off and I sat there rock hard my mind going wild.
She had me hurry us home, when we got there she grinned at me ‘you know what to do!’
I dropped to my knees in front of her and pulled her soaked panties aside and started to lick her pussy. She tasted of him and it made me more eager.
She grabbed my hair as I was worshipping her sex, pushing me against her. As she whimpered with a climax more gentle than what I had heard on the phone a while before.
She caressed my hair as she purred ‘that was so nice you seemed so eager too mmm’ as I got up she pulled off her panties and smiled. ‘You seemed to love the taste’ and pushed her wet panties in my mouth.
I was utterly humiliated and so incredibly turned on.
She took a shower.
When she came out of the shower she laughed at me as I stood there compulsively masturbating pushing her panties against my face. They smelled of her and of him and were intoxicating.
She pulled out her phone as she laughed and filmed me as I came.
‘What are you going to do with that?’ I asked ashamed
‘Oh I think Sir will have to see it.’ She giggled as she danced away.
‘So cute pulling your little thing to the scent of sir and me on my panties. You really are a wonderful cuck.’ She giggled and I wanted to hear that more.
Weeks passed with her and Max having time at our home. Him fucking her hard anywhere they could in our home.
One Wednesday she seemed nervous.
We had started planning our wedding, and I was starting to enjoy this new her. This wonderful sexual adventure we were having.
‘Um Sir wants me to travel with him this weekend. He wants to treat me to a nice weekend and we’ll do what he does to me. Are you OK with that? He really wants you to be Ok with it.’
I looked at her ‘So he wants to have you the whole weekend? What do I get?’
She blushed ‘you get to have me when we get home.’
I kissed her ‘if you give me a blow job one time when you get home, I will say yes eagerly.’
She blushed ‘you know how he feels about that.’
I bit my lip ‘as a reward for me being good?’
She called him and asked him what I wanted.
‘So if I say yes to you sucking his little dick once he will happily let you come with me? Well that is not a good deal for me. However if he accepts that I fuck you before him on your wedding day. It is absolutely a deal.’
He said
She looked at me and blushing I nodded
‘He is nodding eagerly!’ She almost squealed.
‘Oh and I fuck you in front of your cuck on your wedding night.’ He said as he hung up.
I gasped and she looked worried
‘Is it bad that I like that idea?’ I asked her
That Friday I dropped her off at the kiss and fly and kissed her. She promised me tons of photos while she was gone.
Max waited for her by the check in, he kissed her as she walked up to him.
As I drove off, my brain was yelling ‘what have you done!?!’ On repeat.
A message ticked in from her ‘Never forget that I love you, and want to be your wife.’
I replied ‘Never forget that I love you too, and that this isn’t always easy for me.’
A message from a number I did not know. ‘Don’t worry, I’ll bring her back to you in one piece. She may become your wife, but she will remain my fuck toy.’
That message hurt but I was emediately flustered and turned on.
As I enjoyed a beer and watched a movie I got a message from Max. It was a short video. A beautiful beach view and it panned down to show her eagerly, hungrily sucking his cock. The caption read ‘taking good care of her for you.’
I sat there masturbating watching it on repeat feeling my heart breaking.
Shortly after another video message ‘God your future wife loves my cock!’ She was bent over as he took her from behind and panned around the view and back to her moaning on his cock.
I couldn’t stop myself masturbating to the images of my love loving him
The videos came regularly throughout the weekend.
Him having his way with her as he wanted.
I saved them all, to watch again and again.
On Sunday evening she came home, glowing. Max was with her and handed me her suitcase.
He was nice enough.
They disappeared in to our bedroom and before long the sound of them going at it rang through the apartment.
In my shame watching them go at it through the half open door I started to play with myself.
Max saw me and smirked. ‘Do you prefer my cock to your cucks prick?’
She gasped ‘You know I do Sir!’
As she came so did I and Max grinned at me. ‘Do you like licking her tight pussy?’
I nodded eagerly
‘Wanna do that now?’ He asked
I nodded
With a grunt he spent himself in her.
She cooed ‘thank you Sir’
As he pulled out he smiled ‘you still want to eat her out?’
I nodded eagerly and got to work. Him watching me lick his seed from my future wife was so humiliating in the best possible way.
He walked around the bed and smiled at her. ‘You’re in good hands with your eager cuck. I’ll head home.’
And as she whimpered with a soft sweet orgasm from my tongue playing with her button. She cooed ‘Can we do this again? This was the best.’
As the wedding grew closer there was something I needed to talk to her about. I was scared of how she would react to my question but still it was something I needed to know and an outcome I needed.
I worked up the nerve to ask her. ‘Babe, what happens when we want kids? You see, I want to be a father, but I need the children I am father to to be mine. Will you stop seeing Max for a period while we conceive? Will you try to have me raise his child? What is the plan there?’
I asked her with tears in my eyes.
‘Sir wants a child but does not want to be a father. And you want to be a dad. I thought that should make everybody happy.’ She answered matter of factly.
‘That’s what I was afraid of. You see I want the children to be mine. I do not want to raise someone else’s children. And for me that is a line in the sad.’ I almost cried.
She looked at me with concern. ‘So you want the babies from my body to be genetically yours and that is a hard line for you?’ She asked
I nodded tears blurring my vision.
She hugged me ‘I never thought you would feel this strongly about this. If we have three kids could his be two of them?’
‘No’ I answered ‘it is not unreasonable for a man to want all the kids he raises to be his. It is unreasonable to want any of them to be someone else’s.’ I felt resolute in this.
She started crying too ‘I thought it would be acceptable for you to raise his strong dominant babies. What about one of three his?’
I shook my head ‘This whole thing is painful for me, and this is something I need to accept the whole scenario with him in the picture. I have given so much and asked for so little in return. It is not unreasonable for me to demand this.’
She held me close ‘But what about his needs?’
I looked at her ‘What about mine? My needs has taken a back seat since i discovered you two. You have not really stopped to think about my needs wants or desires, only his.’
She was bawling ‘he is my Sir. I love you with all my heart but I am submissive to him and have a hard time telling him no because of that.’
‘I guess you will need to find a way, or we can find a way together.’ I whispered in her ear.
She was crying on my shoulder ‘what if just one was his?’
I looked at her. Sweetheart, I love you and everything about you. However I fear I would resent or maybe even hate that child. I don’t think I could live with that. I fear I would resent you too if that was the case and I could not handle that.’
We held each other close crying in each others arms.
With a shaking hand she called Max.
‘We need to talk, Sir.’ She said with a shaking voice.
‘What about? I’m a little busy. You can spend the weekend with me and we can sort it then.’ He said gruffly.
I whispered in her ear ‘if he enters you before this is resolved then you genuinely do not want to marry me.’
She was sobbing now. ‘It’s important, Sir. Can we have a chat today about it? Somewhere like the cafe across the street from your office?’ She pleaded with him.
‘OK, but this better not be some silly BS.’ Max grunted.
At the cafe they looked at each other nervously as they waited for Max.
He came storming in with an air of self importance.
‘What is it? You are both stepping outside your bounds right now.’ He chided as he sat down.
She blushed and apologized and mentioned the conversation we had had. Max turned to me and hissed ‘that’s unacceptable! You are being selfish and greedy and overstepping!’
I looked at him. ‘I have been generous and done nothing but give and give, and you have done nothing but take and take, so you do not have any right to claim me selfish or greedy. This is a firm line for me and you either accept it, or step away from us, or accept we step away from you.’
He looked agast.
‘Do you agree with this?’ He asked her shocked.
She blushed ‘you have treated him badly and you think you own me. I am marrying him. I understand his view and it is not asking a lot.’
‘Would you rather have a weak cuckolds children or an alpha like me?’ He asked her
She bit her lip ‘Look I love my cucky, he is the one I want to build a family with.
I-I-if you can’t accept that I want his kids and not yours. Maybe I..maybe I need to find a better lover!’ She exclaimed then caught herself and repeated it more quietly.
He looked shocked.
‘You.. you would dare leave me for.. a pathetic cuck?!?’ He exclaimed
She nodded
‘I’m afraid I think he is right on this and well if you want to fuck my sweet ass again.. well um you need to accept it’
She was getting confident in this exchange.
Max smirked ‘Well I won’t use a condom under any circumstances, you are my property.’
I got up and kissed her good bye. ‘I’m out, this guy is a complete asshole, a selfish little prick. Can’t do this any more.’ I said softly so only they could hear and started to walk out.
As I reached the car she caught up with me. ‘Wait! We’re leaving not just you. I love you and I am starting to realize how much my needs have hurt you.’
We drove off. As we drove we talked, I told her if she needs a hung dominant man to fuck her silly I rather like that. But that man needs to respect us both.’
She kissed my cheek. ‘I do love being treated that way but I also love you and how you treat me. I should have talked with you more about this type thing and not cheated or taken you for granted.’
Her phone rang. It was Max.
When she answered he told her and me in a begrudging manner ‘if it means that much to you we can work out that he gets one genetic child the others can bully.’
She answered for me ‘No, I will only have his kids. You showed me that today.’
‘Really!? Fine! But I can’t promise about accidents.’ He said with what sounded like a smirk.
‘I insist on a contract where he can demand a dna test on any pregnancy I have. If they do not have his DNA, we kick you to the curb and I have an abortion.’ She answered getting angry now.
I was smiling despite myself. She really did love me.
‘You sign that contract too, or I find someone who fucks me better than you ever did.’ She said and rang off.
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