“He’ll probably be so devastated that he’ll cry. Then I’ll crawl over, comfort him, and lick up the tears. Then I want you to start fucking me again from behind while I coo at him, telling him he’ll never get to fuck me again. But I’ll keep his Mother’s ring, thanks. If the bf puts up a fight, you can hurt him a little. Or a lot. Whatever it takes. xx”
“…or to his place? I’ve got a key and he won’t be home for a few hours. We can leave a mess for him and slip out just in time. Or maybe not quite in time?”
“I want you to see another man slowly take everything from you. It turned you on when you thought it was just my fidelity he took from you. I was fulfilling a hot little fantasy. Your fantasy.
Will it still turn you on when I give your dream to him? What about when I follow his every command? No matter if he asks for those perverse things I’ve always denied you? How will it feel? When I let him fuck my ass? Or take me bareback? Will you still find it hot when he impregnates me? Or commands me to leave you?”
The stupid part had been bragging to your bully of a coworker how your hot girlfriend was going to dress as the ultimate male fantasy. But the insufferable jerk was always one step ahead of you. Always getting the praise, the promotions. The only thing you seemed to have that he didn’t was a very sexy girlfriend. It annoyed you that he hit on her whenever she came by. And that she giggled a bit too much when he did so. Still, his unfulfilled desire for your girl was perhaps the one thing that gave you power over him.
So you bragged and said she’d be slave Leia and you’d be her dashing Han Solo. He didn’t seem as jealous as you’d like. In fact, he grinned. But whatever, you had the supreme sex symbol and he didn’t. You walked away feeling like a winner.
Thus it came as a shock when he showed up at the party as Boba Fett and told your ‘Leia’ he was here to claim her as a runaway slave. He took hold of her leash as if it was his right. Your girlfriend blushed. Fuck! Was she just going to go for this?
“Screw yourself, bounty hunter! I am a Princess and Diplomat. You have no authority over me,” she spat at him. Thank god! She had you worried.
“Princess Leia, you are a known traitor to the Empire and have been stripped of all rank. You are mine to take as I please,” responded ‘Boba,’ jerking her leash, causing her to gasp and take an involuntary step. What an ass! You were about to step in when-
“The Rebellion doesn’t recognize the authority of this unlawful empire or its unscrupulous lapdogs, Boba!” she yelled, full of vitriol. Jesus! Your girlfriend was really into this roleplay. At least it felt good to watch her tear into your bully for once instead of cooing at his flirtations.
“Ahh, we must all bend-” he said, leaning toward your girl and pulling her leash so her head came down and towards his, “before the law. Don’t you agree?” She was blushing deeper and looking so intently at him. Fuck!
“Of course you do. Even your little rebellion rests upon the authority of the old republic and its democratic senate. Isn’t that right?” Your girlfriend was practically panting. She looked entranced by him.
“Answer me, Slut Leia!” he demanded, yanking her chain so hard she stumbled and fell onto her knees. She made a choked sound and gazed up at him as if at a god, mouth agape.
“…o-of course it does, mast- uh, Boba. We are…” she took a strained breath “the torch bearers of just rule and peace in the galaxy. We represents the true will of free and sovereign people.”
“Yes, yes, very noble. Now tell me, did not the Hutts have rule of this planet under the Republic, too?”
She muttered something derogatory about “gangster scum” and he jerked her chain. “Yes!” she yelped, “they ruled legally.”
“Good, and did they not have the lawful authority to enslave those in debt to them. …Or those who threatened their lives. Exactly as you did while attempting to steal Jaba’s property, Mr Han Solo here?”
She didn’t look up at him. She bit her lip and mumbled, her face flushed.
“Look at me, Princess Whore!” he demanded, yanking her head up.
“Yes!” she cried.
“And so are you not legal chattel and mine to claim as an authorized bounty hunter?”
“…yes.”
“And so will you not come with me like a good slave? I’m sure you wouldn’t want the word to get out that a high ranking operative of your ‘people’s rebellion’ was threatening a sovereign leader with assassination and theft of his property. People might think your little rebellion wasn’t so just anymore. They might see it as a gang. Other leaders might see you not as liberators, but as a threat to their free rule.”
‘Leia’ gasped in shock, “You wouldn’t! Sir, uh, Boba, you can’t do that! It would crush what little support we have!”
“Tsk, tsk, my naughty slave. If I don’t, surely Jaba will? What reason has he to protect a Republic that threatens him so?”
“I acted alone! They didn’t authorize this, didn’t know! Don’t ruin freedom’s only chance! I’ll…I’ll do anything, Sir!”
“Yes, hmm. Well I have some influence, but I doubt a Hutt would believe such a useless slave girl that doesn’t even know what to offer her betters when they bring her to her knees.”
She gulped and started reaching out toward his crotch with searching, imploring hands.
“…yes, Master Fett. I accept my place as a lawful slave. You are wise and magnanimous. Please…let me show you that I can learn to be a proper sex slave.” She had started removing his codpiece.
You’d let this jerk bully you in the past, but this was too much.
“Hold it right there ‘Boba’! This is too much. Let go of my fucking girlfriend before I punch your teeth in.”
WHAM!
You were on the ground and in pain before you knew what happened. His foot was then on your chest and he put his weight on it.
“Sorry, Han, but you’re blind and imprisoned at the part of the story.” He reached down and fastened a cloth around your eyes. Then he flipped you over and snapped handcuffs tightly on your wrists.
“Stop this farce, you asshole!”
“Sorry, honey, but he’s right. There’s no way Han could save Leia at this point in the movie. Be a good boy and play your part. Now, Master Fett, where were we? Oh yes, I believe you were going to let me prove what an obedient, slutty slave I can be…”
see part two
This reminds me of when my wife got fucked by my roommate while I was keeping his wife busy in the other room
…busy playing Soulcalibur. Roomie assured me she always got so absorbed in the game that she’d never even notice her husband slip away with another woman. Nor the loud moaning coming from the bathroom. I got so nervous; surely she’d hear it any moment?
Stupid bet. I couldn’t believe I’d let my wife wager her pussy on a fighting game. It had all begun with a fun series of drunken bets over chores. But when he’d beaten my wife and I to the point that we were doing all his chores for a year, she got pissed. She’d win it all back, she said. What could she have left to offer, he asked?
…
She lost. “One more!” she cried. What was she going to do beyond fuck him, he joked, give him her first-born child? …That’s how she ended up offering to fuck him bare-back. I was made to promise to not get in the way and even distract his own jealous wife, who we heard coming up the drive just then. Stunned, I nodded.
…
She lost. He smirked at her and mouthed to me “you promised,” handing his wife and I the controllers. So I did my best to put up a good fight against his wife while hiding my nerves. Oblivious, she gloated over her wins, causing a perversely pleasant sensation of humiliation in me. What the fuck was wrong with me?! Here she was owning my ass while her husband, mere feet away, owned my wife’s pussy. …And maybe her womb, too.
“heh…heh…umm,” you giggled, paralyzed with shock. Your two ‘best friends’ were kissing down your gf’s ears to her throat and groping her thighs and chest. What the fuck!? How had this happened and why was your girl allowing it?
“Wait, wait! Take out your phone and get a picture. It’ll be great blackmail.” Blackmail to who? you wondered. But you complied, your cheeks reddening. “Oh wait, wait, even better. This’ll really get them.”
That’s when she pulled down her shirt. They started suckling immediately. She squealed with glee. “Get a picture, get a picture! They’ll be so embarrassed.”
“heh…yeah, embarassed.” What the hell was happening!? Why couldn’t you stop? Why were you so shamefully aroused?
“Eee! Hahaha. They won’t even remember, the black-out drunks. Don’t you think?”
They were practically zombies. Horny zombies. No way they’d remember. They never did like this. You shook your head. “no-” your voice cracked, “…no way, they’re gone.”
“Mwahaha!” your girl giggled with glee. “Such a nasty habit. I don’t like it when boys forget me. Let’s teach them a lesson.”
That’s when she pulled their cocks out. She began pumping each as they moaned and kept licking her. You were enthralled.
“Keep taking pictures!” she demanded. “I’ll have them cum on each other and tell them they hooked up. But I want to remember what really happened. Heeheehee!”
They were taking awhile. “I’m bored,” she whined, “another nasty side effect of too much drink. Guess I’ll have to give them more than a hand, heehee.” She leaned down and took one into her mouth, sucking eagerly. Moments later, she pulled off and switched, never letting up on her pumping of one as she sucked the other. Their drunken fog was no match for her oral skills, a honed ability you knew all too well. Your friends stopped suckling, too blissed out to continue.
They came then nearly as one. All over her exposed tits…?!?!
“Oopsies! Guess these naughty boys taught me a lesson in the end. Got me drunk on their virile manhood. tsk tsk. Have to give it to the drunks, I guess…Still I’m mad they’ll forget me. Isn’t that wrong of them?”
You nodded, your mind delirious with shame and desire. You’d idly rubbed your crotch the whole time while taking snapshots.
“Hmmm, need something memorable. Hmmm…” she idly played with their spent cocks while muttering. Soon they were back at attention. “Oh my my, such manhood! No wonder they got the better of me. I didn’t know men could do this. How come you never told me, sweet boy? Didn’t want me to know what real men could do?” She gave you a disapproving frown. “Naughty, naughty. I think you all need a lesson. Come over here and lick up their cum from my tits while I think.”
You complied automatically, in a daze. “Hehehe, that’s a good boy. My sweet little cuckold boy. Gentle little boy who can’t stand up to men taking advantage of his girl at a party. Even when they’re too drunk to fight. He doesn’t even consider it. Such a perfect beta cuckold. Mmmm, good licking. Swallow it all, beta. Do you even know what a cuckold is? It’s you, silly. One who needs other men, real men, to satisfy his woman.” You just groaned, nearly cumming in your pants.
She stroked your newfound betters idly as she instructed you. “Now that you know what you are, you’ll have to submit to Alpha men. Even fools like these. I mean, look at these cocks. So stiff and ready. So superior to yours. Mmm, good job cleaning me. That’s probably all you’ll get from now on. Men will fuck me. Men will make me cum with their dicks, since yours never could. Your mouth will get very talented though. It will serve Alpha men and me.” She put her hand under your chin and looked in your eyes. “You’ll like it,” she said flatly. The statement thrummed through you and rung of truth. You shivered.
“Hmm, but how to punish you all. How to teach you your new place and punish them for a lack of remembrance…hmm…of course!”
She jumped up and slid down her panties beneath her skirt. Stepping out of them she snapped at you, “Film us!”
You complied. She mounted one, facing the other, and slowly lowered herself onto his impressive cock. “Don’t miss a minute of your castration, cuck boy! That dick of yours is as good as useless now. Watch an Alpha take me and your manhood from you, one thrust at a time. Mmmm. But we mustn’t show favoritism.” With that she leaned forward and took your other friend’s cock in her mouth.
Careful to keep him from cumming in her mouth, she let the ‘friend’ impaling her explode deep inside. “You got that? Good. Maybe he impregnated me? I’ll be ovulating in two days. I’m ripe. Fertile. Ohh, but what about this poor cock? Don’t worry, it’ll get a chance to impregnate me next.” She popped off one cock and held in the cum with her hand before plopping with a squelch on the other. “Ooooh, that’s nasty. Can’t waste a precious drop, though. They’ll have to fret over who the father is for nine months. Heeheeeheee! Of course you’ll raise it. That’s also what cuckold losers are for. Raising real men’s leavings. Mmmm, fuck yes!”
She fucked ‘friend’ two til he came, all the while taunting you and playing with the spent cock of ‘friend’ one. “There we go, equal chances” she said, easing off cock two. “Ohhh, but looks like we have a spunky one here. Look who has risen yet again? I guess it’s only fair in a battle of virility.” And back she went onto cock one until he came. Then of course onto cock two.
“Fuck! Real men are incredible. Just think what they must be like when not drunk out of their senses. I’m so fucking angry you kept me from this for years, cucky boy. Maybe I’ll tell them they can fuck me again only if they beat you up first. Mmmm, I’m sure they’d go for it. They bully you so already. You’d never stand a chance. Probably wouldn’t even fight back…mmmm…can’t decide if I want to see you try or not…just want to see you…ahh!…bruised and whimpering…ah!”
Cock two came deep in her and by then they really were spent. “Okay, cuck, stop recording and get over here. I need you to lie down like a foot stool so I can keep my lower half elevated to increase the chance of impregnation. Good bitch, good bitch…”
FemDom: The way it should be.
One for the team #bi #cuckold #cuckoldcaptions #hotwife
You’d always thought your jacked roommate was a little cute but he was such an asshole that even the idea of kissing him made you want to die. Plus he was a straight dude-bro. Sure he’d joke about pounding your ass if he couldn’t find any pussy, but that was just so much heternormative preening. If he was bi, it would almost be worse than if he was straight. Bluh, you didn’t need guys like that on the team.
…At least that’s what sober you thought. Drunk, horny you wanted Geoff to take your girlfriend in front of you, beat you up, and fuck your ass. You thought about…more often than you’d like. So when the opportunity came to drink in the apartment, just the three of you, you eagerly took it. Burning with shame the whole time, you fed your gf drinks and encouraged strip poker. Then truth or dare. Nature took its course as your roomie humiliated you and hit on Celine. Soon enough she was topless and he had dared her to to suck his dick.
She was drunk but not that far gone. She looked to you; though if imploring you to stop this or to give a blessing you couldn’t say. You impotently shrugged. Celine shot you a disappointed glare and turned to Geoff. In moments she had his impressive cock out and in her mouth, going to town on it. Your roommate mocked you and told Celine what a pathetic boyfriend you were, how much better he’d be at satisfying her. Suddenly she stopped.
“No fair!” he whined. “You took the dare.”
“You didn’t ask me to get you off…”
“Fine, I dare yo-”
“Uh, uh, my turn,” she said, holding a finger to his lips. “I dare you to go get my bf’s condoms from his top drawer and use as many of them on me as you can….The box is nearly full…”
And so they fucked for hours. Taking short breaks every two or three of his orgasms, making out and cuddling while he recharged. A few times they nearly fell asleep but one would always rouse the other to go again. You tried to interrupt each break, saying it was time for your dare but Celine just shook her head and said Geoff hadn’t fucked all he could, had he? He agreed heartily, laughing at you.
This wasn’t nearly as hot as you had imagined it. You were ashamed and annoyed. You tried to go to bed but Celine reprimanded you sharply, saying you couldn’t leave in the middle of the game. You muttered something bitterly. Geoff slapped you, hard.
“Be a fucking man and speak aloud, you pussy. And show your girl some respect. Well, if she is still yours. Maybe she’s mine now, hmm? Show my girl some respect, at least, bitch boy.”
That seemed to really get Celine going. She pushed you aside roughly and pounced on your roommate. In a moment he was fucking her against the wall and telling her she was his bitch. Celine cooed.
Eventually they went through all nine condoms. Celine dipped her fingers in some of the spent ones and fed the contents to you, telling Geoff about your shameful little crush on him. Roomie Geoff smirked. His penis miraculously came to life again.
“Wow babe! Your roommate is insatiable. Why don’t you jump in and take one for your girlfriend?”
“Fuck you both! Dares over. He used the condoms up.”
You were on the floor. Huh? Your cheek hurt like hell. He’d punched you!
“What did I say about respect? Do what my bitch says and maybe she’ll still make a show of going out with you while she comes to me for her needs.”
Pain exploded in your ribs. He’d kicked you! Hard. Wham! And again. And again!
“Alright bitch boy, use your dare to beg me to fuck you and I’ll stop.”
“Screw you!” WHAM! Another kick.
“Bad choice.” Geoff said, clucking his tongue in mock dismay. Celine was on Geoff’s arm making satisfied sounds. Apparently your pain caused her great pleasure. That broke you. You wanted this, primally. But you also couldn’t take any more pain. The pain took all the edge off your desire and you’d have done anything to just let it end. Yet still…you really wanted it at the same time.
“…Please, I beg you…I DARE you, to fuck me.”
*slap!* “And to make you my boy bitch”
“And to make me your boy bitch”
*slap!* “Master”
“I dare you to fuck my ass and make me your boy bitch…Master.”
“Guess I can’t say no to a dare. And it wouldn’t be right fucking a boy bitch with a condom so good thing you’re out.”
He had Celine lube your ass with his own cum and fucked you hard. Mercilessly. It seemed to go on forever. How could he have such stamina?
“Thanks for the toy, Celine.”
“No problem, Geoff darling.”
“…You know this feels awful good without those bothersome condoms. Wanna give it a try after, babe?”
Your girlfriend bit her lip and moaned.
“Oh but I’m not on not on birth control and it’s a bad time in my cycle, honey”
“You’re fertile?”
She just moaned and nodded, biting her lip harder.
“In that case…I dare you.”
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