Author's note: this story is about interracial cuckoldry with strong themes of dominance, submission, and humiliation for both husband and wife. Don't read if you aren't into that sort of thing
---------------------------------
The pictures Shawn forced the couple to put up in their bedroom were working wonders. The three of them seem to have settled into a steady rhythm, regular as clockwork: Shawn would hear nothing from the two of them for a week or two, until, one night, he'd get a frantic phone call begging him to come over.
This was Shawn's plan all along. Seeing the pictures of Jessica being fucked each night would make Michael and Jessica constantly horny, he reasoned. There was only so much they could take before giving in.
After each visit to their house he noticed the couple would pull away a little bit, avoid him at school. He let it happen. He knew they were addicted to being dominated by him. He let them try to withdraw, knowing that even as they were trying to have some plain, vanilla sex, both were probably thinking about the next time his black cock would be inside Jessie.
Their attempts to withdraw never lasted long anyway, and he knew how to use them to his advantage: the longer they kept away from him, the more they begged him when they did call, and the further he could push them.
---------------------------------------------------------
When his phone rang and he saw the familiar number, Shawn had reflected that it had been a while.
""Heya"
"Hi, Shawn. Its Michael."
"Hey buddy, what can I do you for?"
"We were wondering here if maybe you could come over tonight."
"Hehe, maybe I could. But you got to be more direct with me. What is it you want?"
Michael knew what Shawn wanted to hear.
"I want you to have sex with Jessica."
"So, what you sayin, is you want me to fuck your lovely little wife?"
"Yes."
"I think you should ask me nicely."
There was a pause.
"Will you please fuck my wife Shawn?"
"Maybe I will buddy, maybe I will. Why don't you give her the phone?"
There was some shuffling and Jessica picked up the phone.
"Hi Shawn."
"Hey there, Jessie. So I hear you need something from me?"
"God, yes. You need to come over here and fuck me."
"Well, why can't your husband do it?"
Jessica knew what Shawn wanted her to say.
"Because he doesn't have a dick like yours."
"Why don't you tell him that, sweetheart."
There was some hesitation but in a few moments Shawn heard Jessie speaking to her husband.
"I need to fuck Shawn's huge black cock, sweetie. I love being with you, but you just don't have a a dick that can measure up. I always thought you had a nice cock, but now that I've experienced Shawn's I know how much you're lacking. I adore being your wife and making love to you, but sometimes I really just need to be a slut for a huge dick."
Shawn chuckled. He had trained them well.
"Allright sweetheart, put the phone on speaker."
These verbal humiliations had been a repeat of what he made them go through last time. Now he needed to push them a little bit more.
"I'll be there in half an hour. Now here's what you do before then."
"Both of you are to be naked when I arrive. Mike, take a black marker and write 'Shawn's White Whore' on your wife's belly. Understood?"
"Yes."
"Jessie, get out those handcuffs I brought over last time. I want you to handcuff your husband to his side of your bed. Is that understood?"
"Yes."
Shawn chuckled with satisfaction. Normally, the two of them would balk at having Michael handcuffed. But now they were so very horny now they'd agree to almost everything.
-----------------------------------------
When he arrived, he saw that his instructions had been followed. Jessica met him at the door, completely nude with the black text he wanted on her body. She tried to close the door quickly but he made sure to give her a long kiss in the doorway. Finally, he went inside and closed the door.
