My Husband Fucked Me Over Ch 22

In this chapter, Beth puts more of her training into practice, on Beth, Sahar and Bonnie. Bonnie is experiencing deeper submission to Stephanie. Becky is finishing up her breeding to Grant. A plan is developed to address Gina Weege. This chapter contains oral sex, anal sex, lesbian sex, public sex, Dominance, submission, and some punishment. This is a copyrighted work, and not to be modified, changed, altered, copied, duplicated or published in any other forum, without the written permission of the author. © Copyright 2024

My Husband Fucked Me Over, Ch 22

I Learn More About Beth, Sahar and Myself

Becky spent the night with Stephanie and Grant, getting more sperm injected into her womb. When Robert, Pen and I woke up, there was quite a lot of kissing, cuddling and whispered words of love.

"I can't say I've ever gotten a better blow job than yours last night," Robert said.

"The only pussy licking better than yours was the one Beth gave me," Pen said, stroking my hair.

"I'm glad I found some way to repay you for all of your love and kindnesses," I said.

"Sam," Pen said. "It's we who owe you. You're giving us a child that we've wanted for ten years. Ten years of longing for our own little baby, but besides the baby, you give us yourself and all that you are. The love, the work ethic, the mothering. There's not a lot we wouldn't do for you."

I kissed them both. "I'm a little curious, Robert. Pen has seen other women suck your cock before, and somehow overcame any fears or jealousy she experienced. How did you feel watching Pen suck Joshua's cock yesterday, and why did you decide to allow her to?"

"Part of the reason is that Joshua didn't even hesitate when I asked for his help. He said, 'Where are they?' and then rushed to get there. Then he generously allows his submissive to train everyone and give Pen one of the best orgasms she's ever had. It just seemed like the right thing to do."

"I know what you mean. The men I sucked off, I did for much the same reasons. They were involved in our rescue, or in Joshua's case, responsible for it. But the other reason is despite the unconventional nature of their relationships, one can see that they all love each other dearly. It doesn't particularly matter whether someone has sex with someone else, it only matters if it affects a loved one, and most times, they're not. There is no harm done to anyone, despite the open nature of their relationships."

"Do you think that much of that is because several of them were enslaved?" Pen asked. "Perhaps shared experiences?"

"Or submissive?" I said. "Perhaps that's part of it, but look at us. We've never been enslaved, nor are any of us submissive, but we do have shared experiences, life changing and dangerous. People have tried to kill us, and maybe that makes us feel closer. I definitely feel closer to Bonnie and Stephanie than I did. But we've formed a loving relationship between the three of us that seems remarkably strong, and even includes Becky to a certain extent. I think that we've realized that sex, while an important part of a loving relationship, doesn't make the relationship. We love each other because we have an emotional bond, not because we're having sex. The sex reflects the emotional bond, but not the bond. It stands apart, and the sex can too.

"As much as I love Robert, I'm not upset when he has sex with you or Becky, and the same applies to each of us. I wasn't even upset when Becky was having sex with Grant. I liked it she enjoyed sex with him. It didn't hurt my feelings. It didn't hurt my feelings when I saw Pen with Joshua. I knew it was her practicing a skill on someone, not falling in love with him. I knew it wouldn't affect how she felt about me, or Robert, or anything else. It was a physical act, but not an emotional act. I think that's the difference.

"Oh, and Robert, you need to drink a half cup of pineapple juice every day. Rafael's cum tasted so much better than the usual, and I asked him about it. He said a prior girlfriend told him to drink it after reading an article in Cosmo or something, saying it made cum taste sweeter. He said all the women who suck him off comment on it."

"Really," Pen said. "I wonder if it would do something to ours?"

"You already taste sweet to me," I laughed, "though it wouldn't hurt to find out."

I went down on Pen and I soon felt Robert behind me, his hard cock probing for my pussy. He eased himself in and I was in heaven, not just from the fucking, which was amazing, but because I was having sex with my two favorite adults. We fucked until Robert orgasmed, and in the process I'd cum three times, and Pen four. I climaxed again when Pen cleaned me off, after which we rose from the bed to start our day, another sunny day from the view outside our window. The only bad part was Bill, Becky, Grant and Robert having to leave tonight.

******

We were one of the last ones at breakfast because of our dalliance. Most of the others were just finishing up. Joshua stopped at our table as he left.

"Please come to my cabin when you're finished. We have some news for you."

"Good, I hope," Robert said.

"Good and bad. Edgar will give us a report on what he found. Have Grant and Stephanie come as well."

"We will," Robert said. "Thanks, Joshua."

"Don't mention it, old friend."

"May I ask how you two met each other?" I asked. "What makes you old friends?"

"We met at an investment conference in New York," Joshua said. "I saw him another time on one of my cruises of the Gulf States, pre Penelope. Another financial investment conference in New York when he stayed at my house for a few days after his marriage, and once I stayed at his house for about five days when I was looking for a house to buy in Naples, although I didn't buy it."

"Where was I?" Pen asked.

"You were dealing with a family issue involving your mother," Joshua replied. "You were gone for a couple of weeks."

Pen nodded.

"That sounds like the basis of a close acquaintanceship, not a friendship," I said. "There's something more."

"Very perceptive, Sam. When Mahmoud took Beth, Hannah, and Jíngyi in Morocco, I found myself in a difficult situation. At the same time I was trying to set up a rescue mission, I was hoping to ransom them back for five hundred million dollars. Despite being richer than God, as Beth so eloquently puts it, not all of my assets are liquid. Some, like companies, could take years to sell. I was cash strapped, trying to do everything at once. I reached out to several of my richer friends and acquaintances for loans. William Thornhill was the one who was most helpful, offering nearly a billion of his money in various and sundry ways. He was kind of my mentor when I was coming up. I first started working for him just out of college.

"One of those I reached out to was Robert Taft. I asked if I could borrow a hundred million from him. When he asked what for, I told him, and he said, he wouldn't loan me the money, he'd give it to me. I didn't need his money, and so I didn't take any, but it was there if I needed it. You can't buy friends like that. It's why I jumped when he said he needed help. He'd been there for me, and I was going to be there for him."

"I understand now," I said. "Pen and Robert have always been generous with their wealth."

"An example to us all," Joshua said. "Anything he needs from me, if it's mine to give, he has it."

"Why didn't I know this?" Pen asked.

"He never needed the money," Robert replied. "At the time, it was just an agreement between two people who respect each other, and that's all it ever was."

"Does Beth know?" I asked.

"She only knows that I told her to be very good to Robert and Penelope, not why. She may have put a little extra into Pen's demonstration as a result. For demonstration purposes, she usually stops at the fourth level. For Pen, she went to five."

"Good things come to those who do good," I said.

"Not all the time," Joshua said, "but sometimes."

"It's worked out for me," I said. "Those who I befriended have been there when I needed them, including guards and inmates in jail, and my friends."

"Even if they weren't," Joshua said. "It's a good policy to follow."

"Should Bonnie and Bill be there?" I asked.

"I already invited them at breakfast, sleepyheads," Joshua laughed. "Let me know when you're ready."

After eating, I went to Grant and Stefanie's room. I knocked and Becky let me in. Grant was thrusting into Stephanie to create another deposit for Becky's fertile pussy. She was waiting for him to be ready to cum.

"When you're finished up here. Joshua has some info to impart about the people who tried to kill us. He'd like Grant and Stephanie to be there, and there's no reason Becky can't come too."

Grant said, "Give us twenty minutes to finish and clean up, and we'll be there."

I gave Becky a nice, wet kiss on the lips. "Are you doing okay?"

"Just peachy," she replied. "Just waiting for Stephanie to surrender his cock to me when he's ready. Are you good, Steph?"

"I'm doing fine at the moment, thanks in no small part to you. We'll see you in a few. Becky, get back here so I can prepare your pussy for my husband's load."

Becky laughed. "I think we're all good."

"I want to spend some time with you before you go back this evening."

"Ditto and back at you."

Becky was climbing in front of Stephanie's face as I closed the door.

I let Robert know the timeline, and he notified Joshua. I texted Bonnie and Bill to let them know the meeting would be in twenty minutes.

When the time came, we waited outside our room for the others to join us. When Bill and Bonnie got there, Bonnie had a collar around her neck and Bill had a leash clipped to it. She was topless and clad in bikini bottoms. We went as a group to Joshua's cabin where both Beth and Miranda waited naked, while Joshua, Sahar and Edgar were clothed.

As soon as everyone was in the room and settled, Joshua told Edgar to take it away.

"We could track those thugs to a Miami gang. Four of Smitty's guys broke into the gang leader's house one night about three AM. You can't believe how surprised he and the two bimbos with him were when they shook him awake."

Edgar hit a recording on his phone. "Are you here to kill me?" a Latino voice asked. 'That depends on you,' he was answered. 'Are you going to continue targeting the people you sent the twelve-man team after?' 'No.' 'Who were they supposed to kill?' 'Anyone on the boat.' 'Who paid to have them hit?' 'Some broad in Lee County.' 'Do you know who?' 'No, it went through a cutout.' The cutout's name?' 'Ramon Hernandez.' 'We need more than that if you want to save your life, Alejandro. Phone number or address.' '555-3232.' 'Nice. If anything happens to any of the individuals who were on that boat any time in the next ten years, someone is coming to visit you to extinguish your life. They won't be gentle. You might beg to die. I don't care if it's a drowning accident, a lightning strike, a shark attack, or a car accident. They die, you die. Are we clear?' 'Yes.' 'Good.' 'What happened to the four guys who are supposed to be protecting me?' 'They're still alive, but they'll all have headaches in the morning. Don't blame them. They don't have our training. You might want to consider another line of work. We just sold a bunch of drones to the DEA and ICE, ones similar to that which we used to take care of the twelve jokers you sent on your hit, which only one man survived, and he's crippled for life. It's because you were stupid enough to go after women and children we consider as friends of ours. The Feds have your name as a person of interest in an attempted assassination attempt. They're just a little slower than we are. I suspect you'll have a lot more surveillance on you after today. I'd live a spotless life from now on. Sorry to disturb your sleep ladies. I'd consider a new bed partner if I were you. His life span may end up being a lot shorter than he expects, and innocent bystanders sometimes get hurt.'

That one ended, and Edgar went to another recording on his phone. 'Wakey, wakey, Ramon.' A couple of slaps were heard, along with a couple of yelps in pain. "Wake up, shithead, and tell us who paid to go after Robert Taft's boat?' Another slap. 'Virginia Weege in Lee County.' 'Who were the targets?' 'Anyone on the boat, but especially Samantha Ford and Bonnie Smith and their two kids.' Bonnie gasped. 'We just spoke to Alejandro, and he's going to be taking an extended leave of absence from his current work. He was kind enough to give us your name. You are going to take a similar leave of absence. I suggest out of the country, as the Feds just got your name, address and phone number as a person who arranges murder for hire. That's if we don't kill you first. Do you know if anyone else has been hired to hit our friends?' 'A man and woman hit team.' 'Call them off.' 'I can't. We put out a notice of a potential hit on the dark web and they contacted us. They won't contact us again until the hit is complete. I have no way of getting in touch with them.' 'Put another notice on the dark web.' 'They may not look at the web until they need another job.' 'You'd better hope they do, because if our friends die, someone is going to find you, cut off your dick and balls and stuff them in your mouth while you slowly bleed to death. Here's a little good bye present for going after women and children, you stupid fuck.' We heard a couple of bones snap and a loud scream of pain. 'We did your legs so you could still use your computer. I'd put a notice on the dark web before you go to the hospital. Sayonara.'

Edgar turned off the recording. "We've looked into the team that probably got hired, because they're American. They also have a European and Asian teams that do the same work in the same way. The American team has never been caught, arrested, or even suspected. No one knows what they look like because they're very, very careful. The inability to contact them is part of their modus operandi, and thus far, they have a 100% success rate."

Bonnie started crying. Bill comforted her. I was a little teary-eyed myself. Robert, Pen and Becky were hugging me.

"It's not totally hopeless," Edgar said. "You know that someone is after you, and they've never had anyone like us protecting one of their targets and after them. Don't think that this is a done deal."

"They're specifically targeting our children?" I asked.

"It seems so," Edgar replied.

"I have a very big favor to ask," I said. "Would it be too much of an imposition for you to keep our children until this resolves itself, Joshua?"

"Not at all. The children seem to get on together. We can keep them as long as you need, although they may end up in New York eventually."

"Thank you."

"What about yourself?" Miranda asked. "We can keep you safe."

"Not forever. I can't traipse around the world with you, hoping to stay out of sight. If they can't find us, they'll never come out of the woodwork. At some point, I need to give them a target they can't resist."

"We'll help," Sahar said. "I think a visit to Virginia Weege might be in order."

"Killing her can't stop what's already been set in motion," Edgar said.

"I understood that part, but if they fail, she'll just hire more."

"I don't want you going to jail," I said. "This isn't your fight."

"It's mine as much as anyone's. I don't like murderers who go after women and children. I don't intend on going to jail."

"That's where she is," I said.

"Okay, maybe a visit," Sahar laughed, "but I won't do anything to her."

"How will you get her to stop? She's already going to get the death penalty."

"There are worse things than death. I'm familiar with a few."

I looked in her eyes and realized what Beth meant when she said that when Sahar was at her darkest; you knew you were staring death in the face. I could see it, but then she smiled at Beth and it went away.

"I guess we're going to stay in Florida for a bit. Might be a chance to visit with old friends," Sahar said. "Maybe fuck Ranger, Luke and Diego, get a little pussy from Gloria."

"I believe it does," Beth said. "That will be nice. I believe you can wait a few days, Sam, before you need to make yourself a target. You're still waiting for the detectives to get all of your other stuff together for your hypnosis. Might as well wait until it's ready before you traipse up to Gainesville to see Doctor Kline. I think that getting them out of Naples where they've had time to scout around for the best opportunity to strike, might be in your best interests."

Edgar agreed. "Change your locale, take them out of their safe zone, where they've likely made plans. Make them adapt on the fly."

"I can live with that," I said. "Bonnie, are you ready to make yourself a target?"

"I guess. I don't want them getting to Billy, so I suppose we have to."

"We'll spend at least four hours a day on your fighting skills," Sahar said. "We'll get you whipped into shape in no time. If you weren't pregnant, it would be more."

Beth laughed. "When Sahar finishes with you, you'll probably wish you were dead."

"Looks like we have a plan," I said. "Thanks for all of your help."

"You're welcome," Joshua said.

"If it's all the same to you, Sahar, we'll start our training tomorrow. I have a couple lovers I need to spend time with before they go," I said. "Becky, do you need to breed with Grant again this morning, or can it wait until after lunch?"

"He's doing good so far," Becky replied. "I think it can wait."

"You, me, bed now," I said.

"Joshua," Bill asked, "any chance you can show me how to spank and whip a submissive slut?"

"Of course." Bonnie shivered.

"I should probably get in on that too," Stephanie said.

"Edgar," Grant said, "I wouldn't mind improving my skills on your Hogan's Alley."

"Sahar will be glad to work with you. I need to move some pieces around. We're going to pre-position Smitty and some guys. We'll probably start some drone overflights on the Taft's home, looking for any watchers."

We scattered to our respective tasks. Mine was giving Becky oral pleasure like I'd never given her before. I think I was successful. She squirted on me. A lot.

"Oh, fuck!" Becky gasped. "That is the single best orgasm I've ever had."

"I hoped it would be," I giggled, my face dripping with her squirt cum. "I just didn't realize it would be so messy."

Becky kissed my messy face. "Sorry. I made a big mess, didn't I?"

"Knowing I could do that to you made it worth it."

The room's phone had a number on it for guest relations. I called, and someone answered.

"Can I help you?"

"We made a big mess on the sheets, and we need to change the bedding," I said.

"Go ahead and take a shower. I will be there in a moment to change the sheets."

"If you tell us where the sheets are, we can change them. I don't want to make work for anyone."

"Don't worry about it; you're Joshua's guests."

"Ones he wasn't expecting a few days ago."

"Fine, I'll show you where the sheets are when I come to change them, for the next time."

"Thanks."

We waited until a lovely woman named Darla came to our room and she pointed out where the linen closet was for the guest rooms, then changed the sheets with Becky's help while I got in the shower. Becky joined me as soon as she finished and gave me a nice finger driven orgasm before we dried off for lunch.

******

The kids got taken to the beach after lunch. Robert, Pen and I didn't go with them. Before Robert left, I wanted to make sure he left with not a drop of sperm left in his body. Pen and I did our best to make sure that happened, then Pen practiced her oral sex techniques on me, then Robert did.