Chapter 3 – Chapter 3

Her butthole was quite visible again too. It was pink with tiny grooves radiating from the center. Thankfully it looked clean. Markedly, it wasn't just inanimate either. It had life. Moreover, as it moved, it was winking at me, taunting and humiliating me. My first inclination was to think that I imagined it pulsing. Then I realized that it was pulsing in harmony with her cunt. She was trying to milk and squeeze out any more gunk that she hadn't already forced me to imbibe.

She succeeded in pushing a tiny rivulet to drip out. It was foamy and whitish. It slid over her clit then dropped on my face which I turned just in time so it didn't land in my mouth. Above that drop another larger white wad was accumulating but did not fall. I stared at this one and inexplicably licked my lips in anticipation. I hoped Emmy didn't see that.

Mind you, all this was transpiring during my confession to Emmy. I was repulsed by her sex and mysteriously turned on as fuck. Suddenly, while I was still talking to Emmy, she dropped her weight on my face again, stifling my words. Her skanky lust-inducing cunt surrounded my lips. Her asshole ring puckered out briefly and kissed my nose. It felt…slippery?…sweaty?… greasy? It was wonderfully awful. Her butt cheeks settled on my face threatening to smother me. But I was betrayed by my cock which jerked involuntarily! She commanded me to lick – AND. I. DID. I licked her cum-filled pussy ravenously and to the best of my ability, while her butthole, her actual butthole, rubbed horribly on my nose.

She thwacked my dick giving me pre-orgasmic throbs. I was afraid I would cum from this. I was so close that anything could set me off.

"Like I said," she continued, talking to Em. "he likes this very very much. He needs it if he's ever to be fully actualized. He almost came from the feel of my asshole." She chuckled. "He's a real brown-noser. I bet if I rub my perfect asshole on his lips he will cum all over his stomach. That'll prove to you to go on. That's the proof that you'll get what you need." She started to slowly slide her crotch on my lips from clit to ass. "I'll stop. All he has to do is struggle. All you have to do is speak up." I had already eaten her slippery honey pot but her sphincter was a different matter. I wanted to protest but was frozen by lust.

When it touched my lips it felt rubbery. Fake. Not at all what I would imagine, not that I ever had. Fortunately, it didn't taste at all like shit. In fact, it didn't taste like anything. It did smell – earthy. Not bad. Even so, it was mentally abhorrent. You know there had to be some level of invisible poop on it. And after all the terrible shit she did to me, the worst part, the very worst part, was that I loved it and really could cum from it. I actually wanted, on some depraved level, to cum from it.

She ordered Emmy, "Pull his pants down to his ankles and tie his belt there." Em was under her spell again and she obeyed.

While Em was busy Princess snapped at me next, "Lick my ass! Lick it! Suck it! You know you want to. That's right. You're doing it. Keep doing that and you'll shoot a big load." I wanted to so badly, yet didn't want to give her the satisfaction. I willed myself not to cum. My balls drew themselves up tight, my cock gave a single orgasmic twitch, releasing the tiniest pearl, but I won.

Talking to Em again she switched tactics. Purring she explained persuasively, "He's a great ass licker. You're gonna love having him around now that I've changed him. You're gonna love when he bends to your will and you're gonna love when he expects you to respect his." Somewhere beyond the milky legs holding me down I heard Emmy give a low guttural moan of assent.

Princess continued her incitement of my helpless wife. "There's no backing out now you know. He's coming now and we mustn't disappoint. We can't give up your prize either, after so much soul-searching, planning, and work.

I thought she meant me but the doorbell rang just then. Abandoning my horny mouth, Princess jumped up to let her husband in. I gasped a deep breath and hobbled awkwardly to my feet trying to save my shredded dignity. Not that I looked very dignified. My hair was plastered down. My misused face was smeared and gooey and there were various wet spots all over my shirt. My desperate cock dripped pre-cum into my underwear still bunched at my ankles.

Emmy, suddenly ashamed of her part in the conspiracy, regained her shy demeanor wrapping herself in the protective white blanket. She looked kinda dazed too.

Princess put her arms around my bewitched sweetheart. Soothing words now, "This is his part now, Darling." Emmy believed her and I didn't lift a finger to put that notion to rest.

Princess's husband strode into the room, confident and not at all surprised by anything he saw there. She introduced him as Nick and he was as blonde and Scandinavian looking as she was. He shook Em's hand gently then mine, as breezy as can be.

As he shook my hand he put an arm around my shoulder more as a sign of intimidation than of friendship. He didn't seem to worry about transferring cum from my shirt onto his. Somehow that arm controlled me the same way Princess's arm was controlling Em.

He pulled my yielding body close in a bro hug then calmly grabbed my cock and balls manipulating and squeezing them. He milked a few drops of pre-cum from my throbbing dick then with some sort of wrestling move manhandled me to my knees. The whole maneuver took less than a minute.

As quickly as I was on my knees his pants dropped to the floor. With one hand behind my neck he used the other to lift his hefty flaccid member to my lips. I was too rattled to move. I saw the tiny slit in the end of his cockhead and knew that this was the source from where Princess's cunt had been filled. This only made me want it more.

My long time fantasy was there in front of me. My lips parted of their own accord accepting the insertion of his cockhead. I couldn't see her, but I knew Emmy was watching. When the large head was inserted into me I voluntarily closed my lips sealing it inside. His penis was spongey, tasteless, and it excited me to no end.

Off in the distance I heard Princess narrating to Emmy, "First the stronger man feeds the weaker man. It's a necessary step to get what you want."

I didn't give a rat's ass what Princess said. But it hurt my pride when I heard Emmy agree simply, "Unh huh."

Princess went on, "You see? He's still hard. Maybe harder. He's gonna shoot his load without even touching himself."

Nick placed both hands firmly on the sides of my face now. He turned slightly to face me squarely. A few more inches of thick soft dick snaked past my lips until my nose was buried in a mound of pubic fur deeper than Emmy's bush. It smelled clean and faintly of soap. My face was still wet all over from the viscous liquids Princess had left behind and Nick's dark hairs stuck to it.

This manly cock felt heavy on my tongue. With his strong hands he started to rock me back and forth impaling me on his rapidly growing cock.

I heard Princess intone, "The Alpha then prepares the Beta man for the initiation and to receive his essence."

Nick's cock grew to about six and a half inches long and as thick as mine. Apparently, in her description Princess had higher regard for Nick than he deserved. What a bullshitter!

Nick tilted my head back a little trying to force his cock into my throat. It wouldn't go in but that didn't stop him from trying. He pushed me down a couple inches to get a better angle. Next he just pulled hard on my neck. He didn't penetrate my throat so he went back to screwing my face.

I steadied myself with my hands on his hips sucking willingly with as much vacuum power as I could muster. I fought to keep my lips in a perfect O. Nick fought to keep his strokes going from the head as far down the shaft as we could get it.

Princess's voice reverberated, "With a powerful final thrust his knees shake as he delivers the life-load."

Nick wrapped his arms around my head, clutching it to his cock. He gave a final thrust just like Princess described. I pulled with my arms wrapped around his legs. Together we got it partially into my throat before it started to bend.

At that point I jerked on my cock as fast as I could. I knew Emmy was watching me pull frantically on my dick trying to cum. There could only be one explanation for my actions.

I no longer cared about anything other than getting off to his cock. I wanted him to use my dirty mouth. I wanted cups of cum.

I felt his legs shake. I felt cum surging through the fleshy pipe. The wonderful cock expanded slightly wedging deeper into me. His huge balls contracted. I saw the veins in his arms bulge as his grip on my head tightened.

The first shot hit the back of my throat. I pushed back frantically. Not to get him out of me but to make sure he would deposit his other shots on my tongue where I could taste and feel the goo.

It didn't shoot so much anymore as it seeped onto my tongue. She was right in theory about how much there was. It oozed over my tongue filling and permeating the recesses of my oral cavity. It tasted pleasantly bitter like that same bitterness I had tasted in Princess's pussy.

Sucking his cum from the evil bitches cunt was exciting and revolting. However, sucking it from his oozing cock was absolutely thrilling.

I gulped the slick voluminous slime several times while Nick stood there panting and softening. I jerked my own hard cock faster and faster. Nick tried to withdraw but I grabbed his balls with my left hand refusing to let him go until I was done. Tiny puddles of additional cum leaked from his dick. Finally, my own load spurted as my body convulsed in strong orgasmic waves.

After a moment I allowed the thick softening phallus to fall from my mouth. Nick stepped back but not before he needlessly used his dick to wipe a stray bit of his cum onto my lips. Again, I didn't resist. In fact, I kissed the tip while he did it.

Princess blabbed on, spouting her stupid philosophy. She was addressing Emmy in triumphant tones, "And now he rises from his knees, a new Alpha male is born! He has relinquished his power sexually but freed himself from the constraints of masculinity to regain the liberty of masculinity in all other arenas of life."