Here we are again. To recap, I am now the company whore, my body and mind have been modified to please my new owners and, somewhere around here, my husband, who has signed his life basically over to the company, has also been taken to be modified, though I do not know how.
My husband is an unimposing man, only 5' 8" tall with brown hair and matching eyes. His demeanor is very subdued, but what I really married him for is what is between his legs. You see, my husband is a former adult film star and his cock is 10" long fully flaccid.
How they intended to modify my husband was a cause for great concern to me. I don't want to lose that cock of his. I love it all too much.
Luckily, as it turned out, I had no need to worry.
My husband was modified by them giving him an extremely effective subliminal treatment. The unimposing man I was married to previously now no longer existed except when in the presence of women other than me. In my presence he became the dominant man of my nightmares, in other women's presence he was a submissive slut who did whatever they wished without hesitation, question or regret.
I watched intently as Ms. Simmons led him to me and then made him lick her pussy to completion in front of me. What could I do? Nothing. She laughed as she told him to drink down every drop. Their treatments had turned him into as much as slut as I now am and they also fine tuned his desires. He became the consummate lover, loving all types of sex whether oral, anal or vaginal, whether giving or receiving. His cock would no longer be 10" flaccid as they made it so it no longer went down, even after releasing his cum.
Somehow the treatments also increased the amount of cum that he produced, how quickly he refilled his supply after cumming and his need to release. It seems that they gave him a subliminal command that told him that the more he came, the more he would need to cum. Quite simply put they turned him into a male version of me, except the more he was milked the more he needed to cum further.
Both of our needs for stimulation, for sex, for perversion had been increased well beyond the normal and into the extreme. Of course nightly I got to go home with him, once they released us, and I was looking forward to it.
At least I think I was looking forward to it. After all they had done I don't know what he will think of me or do to me.
When we finally were allowed to leave Bangher Technologies my husband didn't bother letting me get dressed. He just pulled me out of there and we went home. All the way home in the car my husband didn't care to talk to me. All he cared about was pushing my slutty face into his crotch and making me suck him off non-stop the whole way. He did not care if anyone saw what I was doing. In fact, I think he relished the fact that others knew I was giving him a blowjob to end all blowjobs.
When he came he came hard and shot it in my mouth. He told me not to swallow his cum but to hold it in my mouth instead. Then, when we were alongside a trucker, he made me show him what was in my mouth, swallow it, and show him that I had indeed swallowed every drop of my man's cum. I am not sure if he had a heart attack or just was totally shocked at that point but for some reason he seemed to forget to go when the light turned green.
My husband had no problem using me properly. In point of fact the dominant side came out of him rather easily and he was enjoyed humiliating me no end and using me like the proper slut I am. Our first dinner party was a true eye-opener, especially since we never hosted any before!
But that is getting a bit ahead of myself.
When we got home I noticed that there had been some modifications to our home as well although there were not immediately apparent. Apparently, whilst we were both being trained to be sluts, they had had the houses interior remodeled and had added an additional basement hidden from the one above it. The house now had a much older feel to it and thick beams now replaced the light planks that were there previously giving it a considerably more ancient look. Also, hidden by plants hanging from the appropriate spots were hooks for putting me upon when my husband was so inclined. I had a feeling I would be on them quite often.
The added dungeon as you've probably guessed by now was a fully completed and functional dungeon with every possible conceivable toy known to man. But what was not expected was the fact that it was also occupied. There before me were several of the women I had stepped on so harshly on my way up the corporate ladder. Now, being their slave was humiliating enough to most you'd think, but they intended to punish me all the more.
"You like stepping on people dear," one began, "well now we are all going to step on you. You've basically made us feel like lowly slaves and worse so now we are going to return the favor to you many times over."
I quivered wondering what they had in mind. I did not have long to wait to see what they had planned.
"We know you have always been a slut dear. We know you have cuckolded your husband many times over. Well now we are going to give him the opportunity to do the same to you--with every woman in this room, and the others on their way over, but we are going to have him do this in front of you instead of behind your back as you went behind his."
My husband's permanently rampant member seemed all too eager to be used in such a way and in such a manner.
"By the way," another woman said, "this is going to be a regular thing dear. We intend to start a new club here: The Fuck Club. And guess what dear? You get to play the good little submissive slut wife and clean up each and every cock and pussy when we are done."
I followed them like a good slut, listened to every word, and, when told to dropped to my knees and ate each and every one of them out. What else was I supposed to do? With the conditioning and training they had put me through it wasn't even possible for me to think of fighting back.
And so I watched as woman after woman rode my husband's face and cock without so much as a care in the world for the fact that I was there. Some actually seemed to get off better knowing I was there and that I allowed them permission to fuck him senseless--not that I could actually have given or not given that permission at this point. My mind was a blank that only absorbed what they told me to do and that I did instantly.
I lost count of how many times these women came on my husband but I can tell you when they were done his body was fully covered in their juices and I ate it all off of him and made him cum several times himself. I swallowed down every drop of their juices and his and made his body shine really well by the time I was done.
The cheers and applause that they gave me when I was done was a further humiliation but by now I had degraded myself so far I didn't care.