This is a fictional story. All characters are over 18. The story includes sections of incest, forced-bi and cuckoldry. If you are not into those type of things you do best to read something else, but if you are -- go nuts and enjoy!
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If you haven't read the previous chapters in this story yet you are well advised to do so.
This chapter starts the morning after my wife Jessica and daughter Emma were taken by black dom Tyrell and his son. After the two men claimed ownership of our family and left, the girls ate each other out and fell asleep in the bed, leaving me naked and alone on the floor.
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Having fallen asleep naked on the floor I woke up some time in the middle of the night, shivering cold. I looked up and saw that Emma was gone, so I decided to reclaim my side of the bed and get warm under the comfy sheets.
There were damp patches all over the bed, but it was still more comfortable than sleeping on the floor. I quickly went back to sleep, exhausted from the mental and physical stress of the day.
Next thing I knew I opened my eyes to a painfully bright light. As my eyes adjusted, I noticed the sunbeams sprinkling through the curtains. I glanced over at the alarm clock that said 10.05 am. I decided to head downstairs for some coffee when I noticed Jessica turning to life from my movement in the bed.
"Hey," she said, surprisingly lovingly.
I hadn't even woken up enough to contemplate what yesterday would mean for the dynamics between us.
"Hey...," I said back hesitatingly.
We both looked at each other, not sure how to follow up. After a few seconds, that seemed like an eternity, Jessica broke out in laughter.
"What that fuck was that?" she asked, in between the giggles.
"I know," I replied, extremely relieved that she seemed in a positive frame of mind. "That was fucking crazy."
She sat up, shaking her head, still smiling.
"You didn't really do all that, right?"
"What?" I replied.
"All the things you said," she clarified. "Like, of course you didn't suck off guys in front of our daughter's friends?"
I wanted to say something that reassured her, but I couldn't find the right words. I felt my face turning red, making it even harder to think straight and navigate the conversation.
"I...," I couldn't come up with anything after that. I bowed my head in shame. It was like I had to confess all over again.
"Seriously?" Jessica said in a less jovial tone of voice.
"But you didn't fucking eat cum out of Amy's fucking pussy, did you?" She was now clearly angry.
How could I possibly answer anything that would make the situation better? I couldn't, so I just kept looking down at the bed.
"Tell me you fucking didn't!?" Jessica doubled down.
"I'm really sorry," I whispered.
I looked up and saw my wife's messy hair and realized that she wasn't innocent either. She had fucked a black dom in our bed and eaten out her own daughter. It was time I stood up for myself.
"What about you?" I asked, trying to sound as stern as possible.
"Fucking that black cock -- in our bed no less!"
"Don't you fucking dare," she half screamed at me, obviously not backing down.
"That's not the same thing. I was set up by the situation that you created! You were the one eyeing your own daughter's friends. You were the one all too eager to gulp down black cocks." Jessica was clearly fuming by now.
"You were the one allowing these people into our home. You were the one who knew exactly what would happen when I first told you about Tyrell, but you didn't say a damn thing."
"You set me up with your perverted fucking actions, you asshole!"
I had never been screamed at like that and I knew she was right. If I had been man enough to put a stop to this early on, we would never have ended up in this situation. As I contemplated the validity of Jessica's argument, I lost the momentum in the argument and by the time I regained focus it was too late. I was at a loss for words and bowed my head in shame once again.
"Oh, man," Jessica continued, now more disappointed than furious. "If I had only known what a sicko I've been living with."
"I bet you're hard even now. Even when you are scolded by your wife for all the perverted things you put this family through."
I hadn't even realized it myself before Jessica said it, but she was dead on once again. I was hard as a rock and had no idea how to respond. However, my silence said more than any words could which prompted Jessica to pull back the sheets, exposing my throbbing member.
"Oh, my fucking god," Jessica exclaimed. "You are!"
"You are such a sicko!"
"I'm... I'm sorry," I whispered, feeling very vulnerable as I sat exposed across from my wife, on our bed.
"Get down on your knees on the floor and plead for my forgiveness," Jessica ordered.
I sensed that her angry tone now started to mix with a hint of excitement as I had accepted defeat and taken my place as her submissive.
Although we were married for more than 20 years it felt unnatural and slightly uncomfortable to be naked in front of my wife under this seismic shift in dynamics. However, I had no choice but to do as ordered, so I crawled down from the bed and sat on my knees on the floor facing the bed and Jessica.
"I'm sorry," I said again as honestly as I could. "Can you please forgive me?"
Jessica grunted with discontent.
"You'll have to do a lot better than that," Jessica told me sternly.
"I want you to tell me everything you are sorry for," she instructed. "Leave nothing out. And I know you want to rub that hard-on, so do it. Apologize and jerk off at the same time."
I felt so exposed it was ridiculous. My wife was seeing me in a completely new light, both body and soul. Maybe she hated what she saw, and these would be the last few days before she would leave me. Or maybe she will discover a new side to herself, and we'll embark on a new journey together. I had no idea. The only thing I knew was that, for now, I had to do as told.
I took a hold of my cock that was now brimming with pre-cum and slowly moved my hand downward. It felt like heaven to allow myself some pleasure. I moved my hand upwards again and began to speak.
