I sat there in shock. My cute white wife just had her adorable face fucked by the biggest black cock either of us had ever seen, right in front of me. Still knowing our financial future was in this brute's hands, however, I could only sit there slack-jawed like my wife, while Dwayne zipped up, patted my wife's traumatized head, and stood. He helped her to her feet as well, and motioned for me to rise and follow.
My wife barely had the chance to pat her face with a napkin to wipe off the majority of thick white sperm and spit that had spread across the bottom half of her small pale face when suddenly she jumped with a squeak and froze. A deep chuckle by Dwayne let me know that he had aggressively palmed one of her ass cheeks as she stood, and now held a firm grip on the globe, squeezing it roughly.
"This ass belongs to me now," He openly declared to both of us, "Now let's get back to my limo so I can break it in for ya." Elise looked at me terrified. Dwayne probably could have guessed her ass was virgin. We were not an adventurous couple. I might have suggested it once or twice, half jokingly, but she would never let me near it. Now she looked at me to defend it.
"Bill..." she managed to whimper. I timidly took a step forward, but his instant glare froze me in place.
"Don't get any ideas, white boy." Dwayne growled. "I'm letting you two keep your jobs, for now, working for me. But I could just as easily take everything you've got and leave you broke."
I stepped away and hung my head in shame, unable to hold Elise's terrified gaze. "No..." she whimpered as he led her away by his grip on her ass.
His hand remained locked on her cheek as he escorted her down the stairs, through the restaurant lobby and out the front doors, with me obediently following a few steps behind, too embarrassed to even look up from the floor. I cannot imagine Elise's shame as she attempted to walk straight with his giant hand squeezing and groping her cheek through her sleek purple dress. She made a brave effort to maintain her composure in the public setting, but it was humiliating regardless. She stumbled and made small noises each time he squeezed.
Through all this, I could not believe no one said anything. It's like they were accustomed to such a vulgar display. He nodded to the large black bouncer on his way out, said "Got me another one!", jiggling her ass in his hand for emphasis, and they both laughed deep and strong. Oh God, what did I get myself into?
His driver opened the limousine door and Dwayne nearly forced Elise inside by his grip on her ass alone. When she submitted with a weak groan and climbed in, he finally released his grasp and slapped her cheek twice as he let go. Once again patting her like a pet, to reward her submission. When they were both inside, Dwayne waved me in. His older black driver, tall and thin, looked at me with no expression at all, just waiting for me to do what our mutual boss commanded. I climbed in.
Dwayne gestured for me sit at the farther end, towards the driver's compartment, while he and Elise sat in the back. The door was closed, and the only sound I could hear for a few endless seconds was my heart trying to beat its way out of my chest. The driver started the limo, and just like that, Dwayne reached down and once again began unzipping his fly, and he barely reached inside when out flopped his giant black cock, still wet from my wife's mouth.
I could barely believe it, but just like that, Elise was lost in her own little world again. The moment that thing came out, her petrified gaze immediately shifted. She had been looking at the walls, the floor, anything to keep her eyes off Dwayne and her mind off the situation, but when she heard that zip, her eyes went straight to his crotch, and then she froze again, barely breathing in shallow gasps.
Before she could appreciate the view, however, the limo began moving, and with his cock in his right hand, Dwayne put his left behind my wife's back, and shoved her to the floor just like that. She was able to put her hands out just before landing face first on the floor of the limo. "Hey..." she weakly protested before Dwayne was suddenly on top of her, jacking off his giant cock in one hand, almost fully hard again, and pulling her dress up over her hips with the other hand.
"Now, don't go thinking I have no boundaries, Bill." Dwayne began. "I do believe in the sanctity of marriage, after all. This is about power, not love. After I fill her ass up, this ass and mouth belong to me, whenever I want them, which will be often, but her pussy still belongs to her husband. I just need to break you two into the company without leaving any question about who's in charge here. If I happen to enjoy myself at the same time, well," Dwayne chuckled, "That's just why it's good to be the boss."
Elise squirmed and whimpered, but the weight of Dwayne's body must have been enormous. He quickly had her dress up onto her waist, then reached down and with one strong tug, tore her panties straight off her body. "Here, a little souvenir." Dwayne said, tossing the frilly pink and white panties into my lap. I groaned.
"Dwayne, don't do this. I'll do anything..." but I had no way of finishing my own sentence. I had nothing of anywhere near the same value to offer in replacement.
"What you'll do, white boy, is lie back and watch while I stretch out this tight little white ass for ya. She might not walk right for a week, but you'll damn sure know who's in charge when I drop you off at home." He was growling like an animal as he looked down at the back of her trembling head, watching her useless attempts to squirm free.
"Now down to business." He declared, and lowered himself on top of her until his giant black body almost eclipsed her small pale girly frame right in front of me. It was like he'd swallowed her up.
"Nooo..." I heard Elise whimper from beneath him, but it looked as though the only person with me in the back of that limo was Dwayne, lying face down with his pants around his knees.
I wouldn't hear about it until later, but he wasn't inside her yet. Elise was sprawled out on the floor, defenseless, when she suddenly felt something long, thick and hot between her spread thighs. It was not touching either of her legs, but the heat the thing was giving off alone was enough for her to guess what and where it was. She froze until she sensed it moving upwards, towards her vulnerable crotch.
