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Elsa Ch 06

Elsa Ch 06

by seeernv
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Two weeks after Dave first experienced being a cuck passed quickly. He and his wife followed workout videos, both naked, eager to get into shape to serve Miss Elsa, the young version of Ann Margret, the one who was sought out to help with Celeste's cuckquean fantasy.

Dave was all for it, especially after meeting Miss Elsa, her beauty, sexiness, and charm giving the couple lots of erotic feelings. Since the first time Miss Elsa was the girlfriend, she tapped into Celeste's submissive nature much further than the wife knew, tapped into a need to be humiliated, degraded, used as the whore wife who lived to be used by her husband and his more dominate girlfriend.

Now, slightly over a month after meeting, Miss Elsa owned both of them. First it was Celeste who slowly but eagerly became more than just a fantasy, but openly adoring Miss Elsa, opening obedient, sometimes while ignoring her own husband.

Dave wanted to draw this to an end, to go back before when Celeste was his wife and not desiring to be a slave, but Celeste insisted he see things from her perspective, from how she felt when naked, being led by Miss Elsa as if she was a dog, how it felt to suck cocks and pussy while being insulted and degraded. He finally agreed, spending an afternoon serving a couple. Then again, the next day and then again, the day after that. Dave, in one weekend, went from trying an experiment to eager submissive, an eager cuck, serving his wife and her bulls.

Except they weren't his wife, and they weren't her husband.

Instead of Celeste serving Dave and Miss Elsa, Celeste served other couples, the man acting as the husband, the woman as the girlfriend. It seemed odd, but Celeste soon ignored the concept, treating it as real since Miss Elsa ran the entire thing. Little wonder she adored the redhead, adored and worshipped her over anything else.

Dave had the same initial reaction, the woman not his real wife but calling herself that, the man calling her that, until Dave accepted the woman was his wife and he needed to obey her and Sir, the name of any bull fucking her. Three couples and each degraded him a bit more. After the third couple left that Sunday, Dave was covered with cum and pussy juice, covered with makeup as well, Dave wearing the makeup and wig the rest of the day, proud to wear the reward for his efforts of being a good cum and pussy clean up slut.

Miss Elsa walked through the front door, announcing they needed to get ready, ready to prove they were pig sluts who loved to be degraded. Celeste, wearing a short dress and tee-shirt, was quickly naked and kneeling to kiss Miss Elsa's shoes. Dave undressed, his shorts and tee-shirt off as he observed his wife. For some unknown reason, Celeste adored kissing Miss Elsa's shoes, always attempting to lick them clean whenever Miss Elsa was around.

Dave took the clothes into the bedroom, moving to the bathroom to apply makeup, his lips covered with mauve colored lipstick, a few strokes of a rose red blush on the cheeks. As he applied eyeliner, he thought he was much improved since the couples before wanted him more feminine looking as he sucked Sir's masculine cock. He finished off by donning the Elvira wig, adjusting in the mirror, before coming back to the front room.

He knelt by the door, aware his position meant opening and greeting whoever arrived. He was shocked to see two couples arrive, both known by earlier encounters, Dave closing the door, remaining kneeling, awaiting instructions.

As usual, they greeted Miss Elsa as an old friend, Celeste now kissing the shoes of each of the couples, the two men and two women ignoring the housewife now living to submit. Dave was sent for refreshments, carrying the tray for the four glasses and three bowls of snacks.

The couples ignored him as well as they sipped and ate, talking like they were fully friends with each other. Then the talk died off as the couples began kissing, caressing, each showing an eagerness for sex. All Dave and Celeste had to do was kneel quietly to the side, observe, wait until needed.

Miss Elsa seemed to ignore them all as she removed a paperback from her purse and began to read.

It was ten minutes of watching each couple get slowly undressed, slowing showing off their arousal, before anyone seem to see the homeowners kneeling in hopes of being used.

"Cunt, get your piggy ass over here and suck your husband hard."

Celeste crawled to the couple, her mouth shooting straight at the cock now exposed. That couple were here for her cuckquean fantasy.

The other couple soon followed suit; Dave being told to prepare his wife's pussy for the cock fucking he was unable to offer his wife. Dave crawled forward, licking at the pussy now open for him. After a few minutes, both couples got off the couch and headed to the bedroom, Celeste and Dave crawling behind them.

It was the first time they had sex with others while being watched by their own spouse, Miss Elsa always having them serve separately. Knowing the actual spouse was watching, judging, participating meant more arousal for them both.

One couple took the right side of the bed, the other the left side of the bed, the sex getting steamy as the men simply started fucking the woman with him, the squishing sounds making all aware the attention was desired.

Celeste watched, her arousal high as usual during these acts, her tongue flickering in and out, anticipating the joy of licking both sex organs clean. Sir was done with his girlfriend, whore cunt told to clean and be quick.

Dave watched as the thrusting continued at his side of the bed, Sir pulling out to spurt all over Dave's wife. Or at least the woman pretending to be the wife. Neither Dave nor Celeste knew the names of who they served, only that the man was always named Sir, the woman being the girlfriend or the wife depending on who was servicing.

Dave was called upon to clean, ignoring his wife being finished with her sucking and cum cleaning to leave for refreshments. Dave eagerly took the cock into his mouth, no longer even hesitating on cleaning with sucks and licks before licking the globs from his pretend wife's pussy.

They knelt again as the couples on the bed shared refreshments, talking about how nice it was to have a masculine cock instead of the wimpy noodle Dave had and how great it was to fuck a tight cunt rather than the sloppy used thing Celeste was proud of. It made them both that much more aroused.

It was all going as usual, until Celeste's couple hurled insults at her, her excitement clear as she had to stand up, spread her cunt lips to show how excited she was to have her husband fuck the beautiful girlfriend next to her.

"Wow, that is a used cunt. Does she offer it to many men?"

"Naw, she's too much of a whore for that. She did pull a train at work one time, fucking any male who would come into her supervisor's office to take her cunt and ass and mouth. Mostly the mouth was for cleaning up, you know, real men don't need to walk around parties with pussy juice or ass smears on their cocks. I've come home to find her shoving all kinds of objects in there."

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"Sounds like she loves being depraved."

"Is that it, wife, you're a depraved cunt who can't get enough?"

"Yes, Sir, your wife is a pitiful depraved cunt, eager to prove it."

The voice was a bit shaky as her arousal was making her needy.

"Oh, darling, I have an idea." the woman sat up, a grin on her face.

"And what would that be, most loved of all?"

"What fits into your wife's ass the best, a cucumber or your cock?"

That caused some debate, the matter having to be settled by Celeste retrieving a cucumber from the kitchen, the largest she had. She returned, visible trails of juice trailing down her inner thighs.

Dave was called over to squirt cream onto Celeste's asshole, using a finger to make sure it was well coated inside as well. Then he begged to put on the lubricated condom onto Sir's masculine cock, to show how much better it was than the clit that the husband had.

He was back with his couple when Sir penetrated Celeste's ass in full view of everyone in the room, Celeste making squealing and grunting noises as her ass was penetrated for the first time. It was well lubricated, but it still hurt like hell. The girlfriend laughed at the reaction, popping off the bed to slide a pig's snout over Celseste's head, the snout fitting over her nose as an elastic band kept it against the skin.

"Yeah, that makes sense. Such a piggy noise from such a piggy creature should look more like a pig."

"What about it, piggy cunt? You want me to keep fucking your piggy ass as you show how greedy you are, or should I stop so my girlfriend can torment you?

"Please, Sir, fuck this piggy cunt and ass for your pleasure. This piggy cunt and ass exist for that pleasure."

"What about my girlfriend?"

"Anytime, Sir, she may torment me anytime, in any way, please, torment this piggy slut of a whore."

After a few minutes, he finally came inside her, withdrawing so she could turn to suck the condom off his shrinking cock.

"Move the condom to your piggy cheek and suck him clean, piggy twat."

Celeste was shaking with need as she sucked the condom into her mouth, squished it to the side with her tongue before licking the drop on her lips. Then she opened to suck the cock clean, suckling as it deflated to get every drop.

They went to rate her piggy performance until Dave's couple said the clit of a husband had yet to prove what a good ass fucker it was. Dave had never had anything up his ass either, but as he placed the condom on Sir's rigid member, he felt Celeste putting cream on his ass, smearing it into his ass with her fingers.

In full view, his pretend wife slipped a pig's snout around his face, covering his nose as Sir took position behind him. Clit grunted as the tip of the cock pushed against his ass, clit sure it would never fit as it seemed to struggle to get started.

Sir's strong hands gripped clit's thighs and plunged forward, the cock entering until the end of the cock was present, Dave grunting and crying as he was violated. Amid the laughter of the couples, Dave felt the cock move back and forth, his ass being fucked for the first time. Dave kept up a steady sound of grunts and squeals of a pig for their amusement, the sounds working as they laughed at how clit loved a good ass fucking almost as he loved doing a good ass worship.

His pretend wife squatted next to him, telling him he was a good clit for his wife, so obedient for his wife, so eager to serve the bull that was fucking his ass like his clit was on fire. Then she folded a thick rubber band around two fingers and slid it over his cock, the band tight just behind the head of the cock. It hurt, it felt uncomfortable, but it achieved the purpose, clit not able to cum as the boyfriend fucked his ass at various speeds and depths.

Sir finally came, filling the condom, clit having to turn around to suck it off the deflating cock, stick it to one side of his mouth and suck the cock clean, clit aware his piggy wife was watching closely as her real husband eagerly serviced the cock. Then the piggy wife was told to clean out clit's ass for any remaining masculine cum.

As the couples enjoyed refreshments, the serving couple had to remain on all fours, staring at their snouted faces in the mirror to remind them of what they were.

They had been used, violated, humiliated and all they wanted was permission to cum, permission to show these strangers how much they loved being used, violated, and humiliated. One of the Sirs took the cucumber into the bathroom where he could be heard pissing into the toilet. He was gone a bit longer, coming back to have the cucumber cut in half, rubbing it against the shower door until it separated.

He handed each of them a half before climbing back on the bed to snuggle with the girlfriend. The other woman laughed.

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"Okay, piggies, face the mirror and shove that cucumber half into your piggy ass and make sure you don't drip, or you'll be punished. First one in, gets a prize."

They swiveled on their knees, the occupants of the bed having a full view as they tried shoving the cut cucumber into the violated asses. The cucumber juice kept dripping out as the cucumber was squeezed to make it fit.

The only sounds were the laughter of the couples watching and the grunting of the couple trying to be obedient without cumming. Piggy cunt was first, piggy clit a close second as they licked their hands clean of the cucumber juice, the only nutritious refreshment they had in two hours of licking and sucking. Then they had to lick the legs and ass of the other spouse without dislodging the piggy snouts, the snouts they were proud to wear, to show their position within their own house.

The four got off the bed to take showers, the two piggies having to remove the used sheets and replace them with new ones before the four were done. They were kneeling in place, facing the mirror, seeing how aroused each were, the snouts a reminder even as they still felt cucumber juice around their asses.

The four came out, walking to the front room where they dressed, happily discussing with Miss Elsa the good and bad of the piggies who softly grunted agreement with each assessment. The couples left, piggy clit crawling to close the front door before looking over at Miss Elsa.

"You're both getting juice loose. Clean it."

They crawled to meet, licking each other's ass and legs, the juice still dribbling as the ass muscles tightened on the veggie. Miss Elsa told them to continue as she walked out the door, leaving them to lick for another half an hour before the juices stopped flowing. They both needed to cum, both remembering the degrading experience together, both wishing someone would come back to do more.

It was a fantasy only, not a lifestyle. Only a few times of being a cuckquean, nothing more. Now, they were depraved slaves, eager for more, eager for Miss Elsa to take ownership of them, to have them used for her and her friends' enjoyment.

Neither regretted the actual outcome.

Six months later Miss Elsa entered what appeared to be a movie theater in a dark room inside a warehouse. Whore cunt walked at the end of the braid leash, eyes down, not looking around as instructed. When they went into the darker room, Miss Elsa sat on a comfortable seat next to an older man. Celeste simply going to all fours, leaning forward to lick off any dirt that may have gotten on the two-inch heels Miss Elsa wore. Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β  "She takes to that readily." the man observed.

"She is very devoted to me. Both of them are."

"Yet, the husband didn't come to witness this?"

"No, he's at work and has to grocery shop later."

They did some idle chat before the screens came on, two large screens on the edges showing pony girls and pony boys going through their paces. The four screens in the center of them lit up, showing four of them ready for auction.

Celeste heard the auction and a rapid-fire voice but ignored it all as she lapped at the back of the shoe, determined to get a spot out of the shoe leather. She didn't hear who was sold for what. After the third round, she sensed Miss Elsa sitting up a bit as Celeste slid to start licking the other shoe, not caring who saw, only caring Miss Elsa was happier when her shoes shined.

Miss Elsa was looking at the third pony girl being auctioned off from this round, a woman with longer dark hair than when they last met that day at the Bush's house. The tattoos were still visible as the former Debbie Stark was sold off, her cantor and trotting first rate, her willingness to haul a passenger in a buggy proven, her taking to being ridden while saddled making the people watching nod. She sold for quite a bit, making the man next to Miss Elsa a healthy profit.

Elsa stood up.

"You leaving?"

"Yeah, I saw her sold and no longer an issue. Thanks for the alert of the sale."

"No problem, Elsa, she provided a challenge to my daughter." The man gave a small laugh, "You knew it would and she wants to know when you're sending her a few more. She's bored with those with the fantasy and staying because they liked it so well."

"Tell her she's welcome and I do have a few others in mind."

"I'll tell her. I was curious though; I know you enjoy snaring couples. Why get rid of just this one? Isn't there a set as you usually have?"

"She ticked me off." Elsa said simply. The man didn't ask further for details.

"Just let me know when you want to sell these two. They're a bit older than our usual, but they seem in shape and very obedient."

Elsa smiled down at the kneeling housewife, devoted and obedient to the woman who took over their lives. She had finally found them after nine long years, found them because they advertised for a woman to help with a cuckquean fantasy. No, she wasn't going to sell them or give them away, at least not yet. Not after nine years of wanting to get even, even if the Bushes didn't remember the young girl whose life they interrupted.

Elsa smiled at the man as she moved away.

"I got special plans for these two and they don't involve wearing a saddle."

His last view was of the woman crawling happily beside the redhead, her naked ass showing as the dress rose above her hips, the chastity belt in plain view as was the dildo in the ass. He smiled at the retreating figures. Elsa didn't usually go for them that old, so he figured there was a story to be told. He only knew he wasn't stupid enough to try to find it. Elsa was pleasant, but pissed off, well, last person that did that was just sold to a pony ranch in Montana. He and his family were too comfortable selling the pony boys and girls than wanting to join Debbie.

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