She led him to the far side of the club, naked, exposed, dripping cum as he walked. She ordered him to look up. To be proud of his degradation. Emma opened a door to room, which had lots of cubicles in it, much like a bathroom, but without toilets. She placed him in one and told him to kneel, which he obediently did. Alex looked around and realised he was in a glory hole booth. Emma smiled at him, bent down, kissed him hard and told him to make her proud, and that he was to suck each and every dick that was presented to him. But before she left him, she lifted the front of her dress, presented her pussy to him and ordered him to lick. Alex dutifully and masterfully licked his wife's perfectly smooth and glistening pussy, pleased that she was also getting pleasure from this. It wasn't long until she was gripping the back of his head, fucking his face and cumming all over him. Once she had finished, she looked at him, 'enjoy, my gorgeous cock loving slut' and sat at the back of the booth, ready for the show to start.
Soon enough a cock was poked through the hole in the wall. Alex excitedly went over, and fully enclosed his mouth around it. No longer tentative or shy. Another one appeared and Alex was going between the two, alternatively using his mouth and hands. They were disgusting, cocks, tasting of stale piss and cum. But Alex didn't care. He wanted this. To be used. To be nothing but a cum receptacle. Eventually the first man came, spurting his hot load into his welcoming mouth. Alex hungrily swallowed all of it. Gulping it down, desperate for more. He moved over to the other cock, his mouth still slick with cum. Forcing his throat into it. Wanting to be filled. Fucked. Possessed. The second man started to cum, hot thick ropes of cum shot from the mans cock, Alex let it drip all over his face and chest. He licked the man clean, ensuring he got every last drop.
Emma watched her husband move from cock to cock as this was repeated several times. She needed some more release. After the umpteenth man had emptied himself inside her husband's mouth, she tugged on his lead and moved him towards her. He looked upset, distressed almost, and groaned out 'noooo'. She grabbed his head, forced his mouth open, spat in it and slapped him, hard, 'don't you ever forget who is in charge here. You will please me now, or we go home, and you miss out. What is it to be?'. At his wife's words he tipped her onto her back and using the cum that had accumulated on his chest, lubed up his hand and started to fist her, gently at first, then harder as her orgasm built. Emma was surprised and thankful for her husband's assault on her dripping and aching pussy. She came quickly and hard, spraying him with her cum as she squirted all over his chest, it mixed with the cum, slowly dripping all over him.
Emma looked at her husband. Filthy with cum. The final part of the evening was now due. She again led him through the club, naked, exposed, a cum covered slut. She took him into the toilets and placed him at the end of a row of urinals. She took out what looked like lingerie. Alex moaned. He had recently confided to her that he occasionally dressed up in her sexy underwear and he loved it. Emma had bought him his own and had chosen now to surprise him with it. He put on the bra, stockings, and thong. All black lace. She lifted his arms and laced them above his head, securing them with handcuffs to a pipe. She was pleased she had brought several options with her; this was not to be missed out on. She took out her bright red lipstick and wrote on his chest - Cum, Piss, Fuck, married straight boy, use him. She also put lipstick on his lips. She took out her phone and took a picture. She would upload this later onto their swinging profile. Emma left him there and went to the bar.
Alex was in heaven. His wife had always been supportive, and always went above and beyond, but this was another level. He was chained to a urinal, in black lacy lingerie, with an invitation to use him in anyway. This was his ultimate fantasy. Nothing was more sordid, more depraved than this, was it?
It felt like an eternity before anyone came in. The first man used his mouth as a urinal. Alex tried hard to keep up with the flow and to swallow it all, but it spilled out of his mouth. The stranger laughed as he soaked Alex's hair, pissing down his back too. He left Alex a piss covered, cum soaked, dripping mess. Soon a group of 3 men entered, they high fived each other when the saw Alex. One got himself hard and shoved his cock into Alex's already open mouth, another sat behind him and pushed himself into Alex's gaping and hungry ass. The third, stood over Alex, and aiming straight for his face, pissed a long golden arc of piss straight onto him. Alex blinked as it went into his eyes, trying hard to not stop the blow job or the ass fucking. Alex had never felt so dirty or degraded in his entire life. Tied up, a human toilet, a fuck toy, a cum dump for whomever chose to use him. Soon all three men were finished. Before they left they all spat on him, and slapped him. Calling him all the names he had now grown to love being called.
Emma left him there for an hour. When she came back in she found her husband rimming a beautiful ass, while the guy was fucking the stranger from earlier in the night, they had come full circle. Alex was head to toe soaked in piss and cum. His lipstick all smeared on his face and body. The lingerie had been torn from his body, exposing him even more, it was only cheap. Once the men had finished with Alex, she released his cuffs, his wrists cut and bleeding where he had strained against the unforgiving metal. She took his lead, and led him into the middle of the club, naked, exposed, degraded and covered in each mans piss and cum. The crowd cheered and told him he was welcome to come back anytime to be their cum loving anal piss slut.
