After Brick finds out what Laura and Phillip are willing to do to satisfy their needs, he decides to take control of both of them, turning both into his submissives. This Chapter contains oral sex, anal sex, lesbian sex, group sex, public sex games with toys, D/s, and discipline. There is no COVID in this fantasy world. My thanks to Johnny Galt for his help in editing.
How I Became a Breeding Bull, Ch 7
Brick Takes Charge
I'd told Laura that I would come in and fuck her once more. I didn't. I fucked Sharon instead. After I fucked Sharon, I told Laura to clean up the mess I'd left behind in Sharon, which she eagerly did, then she asked if I was going to fuck her.
"No, I changed my mind. I just want you thinking about the next couple weeks and what kind of fucking I might have you be doing that your husband might enjoy."
I had Sharon sleep between Laura and me so Laura wouldn't be tempted to grab my dick in her sleep. She could grab Sharon all she wanted.
The following morning, I fucked Sharon again, which Sharon appreciated, as she normally didn't get me twice in a row when I had two other women available. Laura was disappointed, but happily cleaned up again.
"Good girl," I said, stroking her hair. "Use your tongue to dig it all out of Sharon's pretty pussy, and we might not have to change the sheets so often."
When we got up, we found Roxanne and Phillip were also up. After a quick shower and other morning ablutions, I had Laura make breakfast, while I told Phillip to help her. He did as I suggested, which meant what I planned next would probably work. As they cooked breakfast, I held Roxanne in my lap and played with her, kissing and fondling, and eventually fucking her, a quickie.
Laura brought the food to the table, so I finished up in Roxanne.
"Phillip, Laura is still putting food on the table. Would you be a good lad and lick my cum out of Roxanne's cunt so she doesn't drip all over the floors?"
"Sure, Brick."
He dropped to his knees and started licking Roxanne's pussy, doing a damn fine job of it too while his food got cold. When he was done, I had Roxanne leave my lap and sit in her own chair.
"Brick, do you want to watch me fuck your wife again?"
"Of course."
"I've already fucked both Sharon and Roxanne this morning. I might need a little help getting another erection. While you're down there on the floor, why don't you take care of that for me?" Roxanne looked sharply at me.
He hesitated for all of around five seconds, then he started sucking my cock. Sharon and Roxanne looked stunned. As well they should be. Laura just looked happy she'd finally be able to fuck me again.
"Phillip, I was thinking of installing a stripper pole in your living room. What do you think of that?" Phillip stopped sucking my cock and asked why. "Keep sucking my dick, Phillip." I waited until he went back to work. "I was thinking of hiring a stripper to teach Laura how to strip, and the pole would be part of that training. Good strippers need to learn how to pole dance. After she gets good enough, we could have Laura start stripping at this club I know about. She could then walk around the club nude, and ask men if they want lap dances. They have private rooms in the back where they let things happen. The strippers can give the men blow jobs, and even fuck, if the men are willing to pay for more than a simple lap dance. What do you think, Laura?"
"Do you really think I can learn to strip?" Laura asked.
Roxanne was really paying attention now. I think she saw where I was going with this.
"Why not? You're beautiful, in good shape, all natural, no plastic boobs. You might need to learn how to suck cock a little better. Not all men are as small as your husband. A week or two under a professional, I think you could be the club's most popular stripper. Anyway, that's why we'd need to install a stripper pole. Is that okay with both of you?"
"It sounds kind of fun to me, Brick," Laura said.
Roxanne had her hand over her mouth, unable to believe what she was hearing.
"You can stop sucking for a moment and answer, Phillip. Should I get a stripper pole installed?"
Phillip stopped sucking for a moment to say, "Yes," then he continued. I was getting too large for him to get in his mouth, so he started licking instead.
"Don't forget my balls, Phillip." He began licking and sucking my ball sack. "Another thing I was thinking about was getting a van outfitted with a mattress. We could put a camera in the van. We could put Laura out on the street dressed like a cheap hooker. If someone asked her for sex, she could bring them into the van and fuck them, and we'd get a nice video recording for you to watch Phillip."
He stopped licking long enough to ask, "Couldn't she get arrested for prostitution?" Oh good, at least he was thinking about legal consequences.
"Well, you're the lawyer, Phillip, but in order to be arrested for prostitution, don't you have to charge for sexual services. If Laura fucks and sucks for free, there is no crime, right? After all, you make a good living. It's not like Laura has to work. She just likes to fuck other men. You like to watch her fuck other men. Needs met. What do you think, Roxanne. Would it be illegal in San Francisco if Laura didn't charge?"
Roxanne looked at me, looked at Phillip, lapping my balls like a dog, looked at Laura. "I don't specialize in criminal law," Roxanne said," so I'd need to look it up, but I don't think she can be arrested for prostitution if she's not charging for sex. What about it, Laura. Does that sound like something you could do? Fuck a half dozen or dozen different men a day. Of course, the men would need to wear condoms, but does that sound like something you could do?"
"It sounds pretty scary," Laura said. "I've heard prostitutes get beat up sometimes. How do we make sure all they do is fuck, and not physically abuse me?"
"Hire a bodyguard to sit in the front of the van. You know, he could be your driver/bodyguard. Bring you to different parts of the city so you don't sit in another streetwalker's spot for too long and piss her and her pimp off, protect you if anyone tried to get rough," I said. "I think it's completely doable, Laura. Would you like to try it?"
"Under those circumstances, it might be something I'd be willing to try," Laura said.
"Does that satisfy you, Phillip? You want your wife turned into, not a cheap hooker, but a free hooker. You get to watch all the video we shoot of her fucking random strangers off the street. You can stop licking to answer me."
"It might be kind of interesting."
"Get your mouth off my cock and balls, you cock sucking faggot," I said. "Did you just listen to yourself? Did either of you just listen to yourselves? Phillip, you don't care if your wife, the potential mother of your children, becomes a stripper or streetwalker, fucking and sucking other men with no fucking concern for what it would do to her? Laura, you'd engage in these activities if you were sure you wouldn't get beat up? What the fuck is wrong with you two? Phillip, what do you think would happen to you and your career if it became known what your wife was doing? 'Let's make Phillip a partner. We can bring his wife in here to fuck all the other partners during board meetings.' Yeah, that would go over great, wouldn't it, Phillip? What about you, Laura? 'Kids, mommy has to go out and fuck some strangers for fun. That's why you're going to day care today. When you grow up, I can teach you how to strip and fuck other people.' Neither one of you deserves to be a parent.
"Why in the hell were you sucking my cock, Phillip? Did we not agree that neither of us were gay and this is not something you wanted to do? You would have sucked Hans last night so he could fuck Laura, wouldn't you?"
Phillip couldn't look at me. He was staring at the floor. Laura was crying.
"I'm tempted to walk out of here right now, and forget about both of you. You shouldn't have a child. I certainly don't feel like giving you one. If I weren't worried that you both would be scrambling to find another big dicked breeder to give you one, I would leave. Phillip, your fantasy life has overtaken your real life. You're a cock sucking cuckold who'd allow anything to see your wife fucked by other men. Laura, something snapped inside of you once you enjoyed some extra-marital sex. You went from someone who didn't think she should be having sex with some stranger in a club, despite what your husband wanted, to someone who nearly raped me, and who's just agreed to strip and fuck a dozen strangers a day, as a 'would be' mother, who's hoping to get pregnant in a couple of weeks. You're both broken. You're fucking broken. Get the fuck out of my sight."
"Please, Brick, no!" Laura said, frantic. "We need this child."
"You need to get your heads on straight is what you need. Go on. Get out of here. Take a walk around the block or something, while I think. I don't want to see you for an hour, at least." They started to leave the house naked. "Phillip, Laura, for fuck's sake, get some clothes on before you go out the front door."
Laura looked down at herself and ran for the bedroom, crying. Phillip went to his bedroom. They came out five minutes later with appropriate clothes on. Laura still showed signs of her crying. I shook my head.
As soon as they left, Roxanne said, "I see what you mean."
"It's supposed to be a little fun on the side. Laura gets pregnant. Phillip takes back control, their life goes on much as it was before I stepped into the picture. Does it sound like that's going to happen now? They are both loose cannons at the moment."
"Do you think they would have thought of either of those things before you suggested them?" Sharon asked.
"I don't know what they would have thought of on their own. I gave them some time to think about their lives last night, hinting I might have something like yesterday up my sleeve. They should have been thinking about how they would say no to whatever I suggested, not, 'Gee, that sounds like fun. Let's do that.' Put a stripper pole in the middle of their living room. I thought little Miss Homemaker would have a cow at that. Let's invite the parents over, we can show them our new stripper pole. Not a peep. Do you think I can become a stripper is what comes out of her mouth."
"What are you going to do? Are you going to walk out on them?" Sharon asked.
"I actually like them too much to walk out on them. And in the short term, I think I can fix it. I can make them both my bitches, but I can't stay forever. That wasn't my idea at all. That's why I'm asking Roxanne to take over in a few weeks. I want to make sure nothing bad happens to them. Right now, I'm pretty convinced something bad 'would' happen to them, perhaps a lot of bad."
"What about this," Roxanne said. "Give me a week to think about it, everything you said. By next Sunday, I'll give you an answer, one way or another. If I say no, you need to find something else. Your friend Jack; could he take over?"
