Disclaimer: This story is fictional. All characters are 18 years old or older. In real life, all non-consensual sex is immoral and illegal, and not condoned by the author. Not for publication.
Part 02 is a bridge to the future humiliations of Eric's cheating wife Tina. It still has sex, but the true embarrassment and degradation of Tina begins in Part 03.
First Week
Eric couldn't be more excited. The token worked exactly as he expected, and Tina reacted just as he had hoped. His delinquent wife had taken the first step on a path to complete dependence on his cock and the mind-bending pleasure it could instill. He had also demonstrated the ability of his cum to relieve the rising lust renewing within her each day -- an unstoppable horniness that only increased with each passing hour.
Still learning the scope and limits of its power, Eric decided to go slow initially with his wife's introduction to her unwilling new world of slutdom. It wasn't for her benefit, but for his own. He needed to understand the limits of the token's mystical hold over Tina, and wanted to be sure to extract every ounce in his incomparable defilement of his cheating wife as she sank deeper every day into her sexual servitude to her controlling husband.
Eric needed Tina to readily, if not happily, perform the increasingly depraved acts he required of her to satisfy her dire need for the precious nectar she could draw from his balls...if he allowed. His cum was an intoxicating essence destined to become her daily sustenance, unless he decided it was more entertaining forcing his dependent wife to acquire a minimally satisfying 'fix' from some less-familiar source, such as a neighbor...or some guy in her class.
Since Tina was on the semester system and her school didn't start for another week, Eric decided she should stay home as he broke her into her regular craving for semen. He wished to shape her acceptance of her new role, while protecting her from the sudden, overwhelming need for cum without the proper mind and skillset to acquire it under the terms he'd set out.
In short, he needed time to hone her skills as a newly-minted, big-titted, cocksucking wife slut.
Eric wanted Tina to indelibly identify him as the primary source of relief for her addiction by feeding her yearning desire for his cum to get her fix, and for Tina to exhilarate in the power of the mind-altering orgasms it generated. He could thereby demonstrate his control, and reinforce the consequences of his denial of her access to his cock if she didn't behave in a manner meeting his approval.
Eric intended to force his unfortunate wife to do as he pleased, but not by use of direct instructions telling her what to do. Rather, he wanted to operate indirectly, by requiring her to humiliate herself performing the sordid acts he demanded at the risk of losing the very thing she needed most...his restorative semen.
Finally, and more practically, the time at home allowed her tits to grow into the B-cup they were inexorably becoming on the way to the spectacular D-cup tits he intended, giving his hapless wife an additional asset to attract the men...and women, needed as an alternative solution to her unrelenting sexual hunger.
Since it was a warm late summer, Eric decided it would be fun for Tina to move about the house all day in only her panties. This allowed her growing breasts to 'roam free,' while affording him the pleasure of watching her reluctantly exhibit herself to him. While her libido had been elevated exponentially to nearly intolerable levels, her angst and anger at her husband remained unchanged.
Tina was emotionally shattered by the sudden turn of events. The contented young law student's cheerless wife desperately wanted to be with her lover, Caleb, and was heartbroken at breaking off the relationship at Eric's insistence. Caleb was young and attractive, even if a little immature at 20. A throw-back to the 1960's hippie culture with a beard and long shaggy hair, Caleb was just what the 35-year-old grad student wanted in her life -- carefree adventures filled with passionate, animalistic sex with her young stud.
Now, Tina despised Eric more than ever. When she wasn't preoccupied with sex and feeding her addiction, she schemed of a way out, hoping to return to her lover and her deceitful plans of dumping her spiteful husband.
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Not surprisingly, Tina resisted Eric's orders, at first.
On the very next morning after her enslavement to the power of the token, Tina awoke refusing to listen to anything Eric said, despite the gnawing horniness already itching in her crotch and the burning sensation of hormones working in her bosom inexorably expanding her tiny chest.
"Screw you, Eric. I'm not walking around in just panties for your amusement!" Tina barked as she slammed the bathroom door to take a shower.
A half hour later, she walked out of the bathroom dressed in shorts and a blouse, fighting the aggravating sensation between her legs, but determined to demonstrate she was in control of her body. Eric let her be, certain she'd capitulate sooner rather than later when he advised her of her fate if she chose that course.
"Fine, Tina. Stay in your clothes," he casually replied. "But I promise you, if you're not stripped to your panties by noon, you're not going to get within ten feet of my cock, and you'll be out crawling the bars by six tonight desperately searching out some stranger to suck off."
It was an evil plot, but Eric wanted to demonstrate undeniably his control, and letting his wife experience the suffering of her recalcitrance was the best way he could think of to do so.
By 10:00 a.m., the defiant wife was clearly anxious and on edge, pulling at her garments, and working hard not to rub her crotch as the frustrating tingling of building arousal grew perceptibly between her legs. Tina's hardened nipples poked lewdly against her blouse and she furrowed her brow periodically while gnawing in agitation on her bottom lip in her stimulated state.
By 11:30 a.m., it was over. Exasperated, and knowing by nightfall she'd be begging some dumb college kid in a local bar to meet her in a bathroom stall for a quick blowjob if she didn't submit to Eric's threatened denial of what she needed most, Tina peeled off her top and dropped her shorts to the ground, walking around in just a brief, French-cut pair of white cotton panties.
"Okay, you win," she conceded as she stood in the living room in the scanty attire, "...please, just make it stop."
The tormenting itch between her legs was slowly becoming a burning need, and she knew it would grow into a hellfire by evening if Eric denied her his addiction-satisfying cock to provide the joyous cum she hated him for needing so badly.
"Maybe later," Eric snickered, "if you're a good girl."
By 2:00 p.m., Tina sidled up to her husband seductively on the couch as he watched a football game, hoping to persuade him into a skillful blowjob to provide her with the wonderful jism contained in his potent balls. A dark spot had developed in her panties, and she found herself rubbing her pussy against the seat cushion hoping to trigger even a weak climax. It only exacerbated her need.
"Oh, Eric, honey, please let me...you know...suck it," his cheating wife cooed. "I'll make it good...you know how well I give head."
"I don't know...," Eric put off his faltering wife. "I'm watching the game...maybe afterward."
By 4:00 p.m., Tina was sweating. The bedeviled wife's heated cunt was on fire and her need for cum and an orgasm was overwhelming.
'I've still got another eight hours before midnight,' she realized dismally, recognizing that by then a lack of relief would become debilitating.
