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.
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"You are such a wonderful and understanding husband," Jessica said as she was rubbing her clit, which was very sore right now. "I just can't believe how supportive you've been."
They were sitting across from each other, masturbating. This was one of the things they began to do on the days of Shawn's visits when, by the rules, anything more than a hand-job from Jessica was off-limits to Michael.
Michael was stroking himself very slowly. The thought of not being rights to his wife made him angry but the anger only seemed to feed his arousal.
"I can't believe how much this turns me on," he sheepishly admitted.
Jessica nodded. "I feel the same way. Don't get me wrong, I love the slow, gentle sex we have honey. But sometimes I just need to be ravaged."
She let out a small yelp as her stroking brought her closer to orgasm.
"I never thought I'd let a man like him near me - he is so crude and all his jokes are stupid and sexist - I hate him. But when he starts talking down to me and whips out his monster dick I just become putty in his hands."
She started to stroke her clit faster.
"I think I'm a little bit in love with his cock. I'm sorry honey but its amazing - so huge and thick and black and it can fill me up and make me forget about everything else. I hope you don't mind that? Do you mind your wife being in love with another man's cock?"
"It's all right honey," Michael replied. His wife seemed totally conquered by Shawn. It made him uncomfortable but his cock was rock hard now hearing her talk about it. He groaned. "You know I love watching it inside you."
"It makes me gasp every time it goes in. When its inside of me, I just want to let him do whatever he wants to me."
She closed her eyes and her body started shaking slightly as she quietly orgasmed. When the shocks and aftershocks were over, she opened her eyes and scooted closely to her husband, taking his penis in his hands.
"I hope you know none of this affects how much I love you," she said sincerely.
"I know it doesn't."
"You love it too," she went on, sliding his hands all over his cock. "You always go along when he takes charge."
Michael groaned again.
"It's just really hot to watch him dominate you."
"Dominate us," she corrected him. "You follow his orders just like I do."
She began to stroke his penis fast. "Do you want us to be his white slaves, honey?
Do you want us to be a slave couple that takes orders from our black master?"
Instead of answering he began to come, shooting his load all over her hands and his stomach. When he was done, they shared a slow kiss and without words she got up and went to take a shower.
With the hot water running over her and her orgasm past, she began to feel uneasy. What they were doing was tremendously exciting sexually: it was so hot to submit to Sean, and so delicious to have Michael be a part of the submission. All the orgasms she ever had paled compared to the ones she had while Sean was dominating her and her husband. It was tremendously exciting sexually, certainly; watching her husband turn her over to Sean brought her to new heights of sexual pleasure. She just wished she had more control over herself when she was sexually excited, and that Michael did as well. Were they playing with fire? She sighed and resolved to try to keep in control of herself in the future.
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"You know why you are here today?"
Shawn zoomed the camera on Michael and Jessica. They were standing in the front of Jessica's classroom, holding hands. School had finished hours ago.
"We are here because we disobeyed our black master," Jessica answered with a slight tremor. This was the reply she had been instructed to give for the camera.
"What you do wrong?"
"We didn't buy the right clothes for me to wear at school."
"What should you have gotten?"
"Something that fit me much tighter."
Jessica was afraid that the clothes they bought following Shawn's instructions would raise eyebrows. The skirts she began to wear were within professional boundaries but showed off quite a bit of leg. But it turned out that Shawn was angry they weren't showing enough.
"Damn straight. Jessie, you a fine piece of eye candy and you gotta wear something that shows off your body shape. Ain't right to disobey your black master."
"No," Michael said now, following the instructions Shawn had given
them. "Its not right."
"How you gonna fix it boy?
"I'd like to ask for you to punish us."
They agreed to film this session after Shawn reassured them they would have the tape once they were done. Shawn was thinking long-term. He knew he'd get his hands on the video eventually.
They were looking at him, and the camera, with nervous anticipation. He had given them only a hint of what was coming next.
"Yea, I will punish you. I wanna hear Jessie ask for it."
He turned the camera to Jessica as she cleared her throat and said, "Please punish us, master."
"Mikey, the first part of the punishment will be your wife's spanking. Why don't you bend her over the desk, take off that skirt, and pull down her panties."
He mentioned before this was coming. Shawn was looking for opportunities to make his hold on the couple stronger. Forcing some punishment on them would drive home the point that he was their master. It was good to do this in Jessica's classroom where she displayed authority over her students every day. He wanted her to be reminded of this humiliating ordeal whenever she taught her classes.
Once Michael complied with his instructions, Shawn continued.
"You, Mikey, will also be punished. You will wear your wife's panties while I spank her ass. I want you to know you are fully accountable for the bad decisions you make as a couple."
