Chapter Twenty Four - Mede Manor - Part Three
Cuckolded, submissive and enslaved. That is what I was, are now, and forever will be. No longer a man, but someone who was displaying to his friends, work colleagues and neighbours his total subjugation to the large Black Man who eased back on the chain attached to the collar around my neck.
"Step back cj," whispered my Wife, "come and kneel at Master's feet and show them all your just how deep is your commitment."
I knew that this was one more act in the total capitulation of my manliness that had been designed by Wife Elaine, who I now call 'Mistress', and her Lover Jackson who I had now acknowledged as my 'Master'. To all intents and purposes, I was showing the world that I was a willing participant in my emasculation.
The introduction by John, the owner of Mede Manor, had been warm and his description of us three as 'a committed trio who have found love, companionship and acceptance' (presumably in reference to me), had seemed a beautifully perfect description of us. "Now please allow me to introduce Jackson and his new Lady - Elaine. And their cuckold - cuckold james," he had gone on to say.
I didn't quite yet have an opinion on the Mede Manor coaching that Jackson had received, but his description as a 'beloved friend and graduate' from the Manor had clearly had an affect on his ability to have seduced my Wife, make her his Mistress and then gently, with humour, encouragement and kindness, oblige me to become his cuckold. I had been manipulated I knew, but there had been many moments in the six days that had followed since watching Elaine disappear under the beach Watchtower with him and make happy naked love together. I could have said No! to my cuckolding and make life difficult for them. But I did not, and I knew the answer why; I wanted it! I wanted all of it; the humiliation - the submission - the enslavement - and I wanted everyone to know that I it was something that I desired. And there was no better way than for me to kneel naked (except for my collar and chain, my ankle chain and the black plastic restraint that secured my penis) at the feet of a superior man and for them to see that I now embraced my new way of life.
This was not a 'Lifestyle' I was embarking upon, but a new life in which I am comfortable for everyone to know that I am the lesser man in Elaine's life.
"Like this Mistress?" I asked as I lowered myself to my knees at Master's feet.
"That's perfect cj," came Elaine's sweet and gentle voice above me as her soft cool hand made contact with the crown of my head in a gesture of affection.
"Nicely done james," commented Master as his own large hand descended onto my left shoulder in reassurance.
I said nothing, but looked out towards the audience and tried very hard to pick out faces that I knew, as they clapped and cheered,.
I saw Jack, my next door neighbour kneeling at the feet of his Wife Sheila and their 'lodger' Mr Obinga. 'At least Jack's got his clothes on. Thank Christ!' I thought to myself, 'His rolls of fat would not be a pretty sight."
My immediate Boss, Josh Freemen stood watching me with a smile playing over his lips, with a pregnant woman who I assumed was his Wife, who was leaning back in support against my work colleague Charlie, 'Why was everybody calling Charlie - Charles now?' Charlie worked for me at the trading floor, I was his 'Line Manager'; was it because he was Josh's Wife's Lover? Of course it was! This 'happy go lucky' young Black Man from St Kitts was Josh's Master and he appeared to be a 'graduate' from Mede Manor. 'I must call him Charles from now on,' I thought, 'because if he has put that bun in Josh's Wife's oven, then he must be given the respect that he deserves.'
The other Charlie stood with his pretty Wife Gwen as a couple, smiling at me in the way that friendly neighbours do when invited to a party. That said, I don't think that I would want to go to the White Slave parties they attend every Friday night, although she does seem to make a lot of money for our local church. But who am I to stand in judgement? Each to his own, that's what I say!
The clapping and cheering finally came to a stop and, in response to a slight tug of the chain to my collar, I stood up at last. But there was more to come.
"Ladies and gentlemen," said John in a loud voice to the crowd, "there is one more happy duty to perform." He looked over at me and beckoned me over to the side of the stage. Turning to the crowd, he continued with his little speech. "Dear friends, this little confirmation party or, as some of us would describe it as an engagement party, is more than just a declaration of these three lovely people in their new relationship - it is more than that. It marks a new stage in the three sided relationship. A new beginning if you will."
From his trousers back pocket John produced an envelope which he held out to me. I looked over at Master and Mistress for some guidance but there was none except a glistening of tears in her eyes and a confident smile on Master's.
"What is it?" I asked John as I turned to face him again.
"Open it cj!"
As I took the envelope from him I could feel that it contained something that was clearly not a letter (or a cheque unfortunately). There was a crackling sound coming from inside as I tore open the flap and when I pulled the contents out with my fingers I could see clearly what it was. I felt the blood rush from my head and the strength leave my legs as I looked down at the insignificant sheet of pills in my left hand. They were Elaine's 'Microgynon 30' - her pills - her contraceptive pills. And I stood stock still in the sudden realisation what it meant. She had said that they had a present for me and this was it. Master and Mistress were going into production, like Bruno and Madeleine, Master's brother Luke and his Mistress Joanne. And I was to be in the same position as Alan (Alana) and Terry.
Terry, in the car on the way down to Mede Manor had remarked that this was when most couples 'get busy' after the engagement declaration. And now it was my turn to feel that deep sense of humiliation from knowing that another man was going to make a baby with his Wife. But why the reaction? I instinctively knew that this would moment would occur sooner or later - but it was still a shock. I felt the eyes of everybody in that room upon me as I fought back the tears of embarrassment; I had to do something and not spoil the moment - Master's, Mistress's and my own.
In a voice that was cracked with emotion I thanked John and walked slowly back to Mistress who stood as if she were a statue, her face still and worried about what I would do next. Instinctively she moved closer to Master who pulled her naked body tight against his side as a form of protection against what he thought I might have in mind, and the crowd in the room suddenly went very, very quiet. They both looked wary at the naked cuckold who clearly had something on his mind as he approached them. I stood before them and looked expressionless into each of their faces, eye to eye - our noses just inches from each other. Mistress's lips quivered at my stare but Master, I could tell, was like a coiled spring, ready to defend his Woman.
This was the moment that all of those in the room, that night would remember for a very long time and would become a part of Mede Manor folklore. With one final look into My Wife's pretty face I dropped to my knees, wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her on her soft belly button. And in that moment everybody knew that I had accepted that Master would be the natural father of our children and that I had succumbed to what is known as the 'Natural Order'. I had broken down the final barrier to being 'Black Owned' by Master.
Jackson, the large handsome and well-hung Black Man who had seduced my Wife Elaine and made her his Mistress now knew that the husband of the Woman who now loved him had demonstrated to everyone that the bigger and better man should mate with her. And as the soft warm flesh quivered to the touch of my lips the whole room erupted in loud cheering and clapping.
As I stood up again I felt a new, almost serene, emotion wash over me. Everything was now resolved; the future was set out in front of me. We would be a loving trio and now become a happy family unit in time.
I looked into Mistress's eyes and could see nothing but happiness there as the rivulets of tears that coursed their way down her cheeks and dripped from her chin made her face shine under the lights.
