Author's Notes:
This story revolves around cuckolding, both non-consensual and consensual, with the humiliation of the main character. If this type of story is not a fetish you enjoy, please read something else.
Donna had just finished making tea when the doorbell rang.
She froze, not sure what to do. She was still topless and had dried cum on her face and breasts. Worried it might be Ralph or, worse, Connie. Donna slowly walked to the door. Peeping out the sidelight, she saw it was Beth.
Opening the door slightly, using it to shield her naked breasts, she looked at her neighbor.
"Hello."
"Can I come in?" Beth asked.
"No, I'm not dressed for company," Donna replied, hoping Beth would return home.
"Still topless, huh?" Beth asked with a smile.
Donna's eyes dropped as she nodded. The more she talked to Beth, the more she liked the young woman.
"I thought you might have some questions, and maybe I could help answer them."
Donna thought about the offer and realized she did have some questions. So before she lost her nerve, she opened the door for her to come in.
Beth came inside and looked around. "I Like what you have done to the place," she said as Donna shut the door.
Turning towards Donna, "You don't have to cover yourself, dear. You have great breasts. I wish mine were big and firm like yours. If it makes you more comfortable, I can take my top off, too," Beth said, reaching for the bottom of the top to lift it off.
"You don't have to do that," Donna replied, quickly dropping her arms to her side to forestall Beth from taking her top off.
Beth grinned and put her arm around the other woman. "How about we get something to drink? Then I will help answer any questions you have."
Donna let Beth pull her into the kitchen and sat in a chair next to her tea.
"Leaded or unleaded?" Beth asked as she made a glass.
"Unleaded," Donna replied, grinning, as she watched Beth add Vodka to hers.
"It should be a crime to drink tea without Vodka," Beth told her, sitting across from Donna.
"I am guessing that you have a lot of questions. After I tell you what happened to me, I will answer what I can."
Beth proceeded to tell Donna how she had been abused as a teenager by a family friend. About her leaving home at 18 and not looking back. Her college years and meeting her husband, Tim, at a frat party. About getting married and moving into the house next door 6 years ago. Then her first meeting with Ralph for the first time, and the other meetings leading up to her signing the contract.
"I was terrified. I didn't know what Tim would do, but I couldn't give up on how Ralph made me feel.
In the end, I waited for Tim to come home. Instead of hiding in the house, I met him nude and covered in Ralph's cum at the door."
"How did Tim take it?" Donna asked.
"Well, I thought he would go ballistic, but he asked me if that was what I wanted.
I told him I loved him but would do whatever Ralph said unless Tim could make me feel the same way Ralph did."
Beth looked away.
"I knew he wasn't forceful, and he admitted he didn't think he could do what Ralph had done."
Beth glanced out the window, remembering.
"We cried a little bit, and then we walked over to Ralph and Connie's house," Beth said, looking into her glass, ashamed at admitting this to Donna.
"How did things change between you and Tim?"
"When we arrived, Connie realized Tim was as submissive as I was, so she took over handling him."
Beth looked up and locked eyes with Donna.
"She made him her slut. She makes him dress like a woman and fucks him like one too. Then, if he is good, he is allowed a blowjob once a month."
"He hasn't been allowed to fuck me since the first meeting," Beth said, looking at her empty glass.
"Want a refill?" Beth asked, getting up and refilling her glass.
"No, I'm good," Donna replied after checking her glass.
Donna allowed what Beth had told her to sink in. If what Beth said was true, then the two young kids they have couldn't be Tim's.
Beth guessed where her thoughts were going. "Neither kid belongs to Tim. Connie sold my breeding rights in a lottery."
Seeing the surprise on Donna's face, Beth elaborated a little more.
"Connie told you that part of being a sub to them meant that they could choose to breed you."
Donna nodded, "I didn't think she was being serious."
"She was serious. I didn't know it at the time, but the family has a lot of men whom they allow to pay for the privilege of being the father."
"How does that work," Donna asked. She hated to admit it to herself, but the prospect of someone other than Chris being a father to her children excited and terrified her.
"During the breeding parties, only the man who paid to breed you gets to use your cunt. Everyone else uses your mouth or ass. The parties happen every night while you are ovulating.
To add to the suspense of who the father is, you are hooded each time.
Once you are pregnant, it goes back to normal. I guess I have been lucky; the two winners look enough like Tim that no one can tell he isn't the father."
A shadow passed over Beth's face, "Sadly, not everyone is that lucky."
"There are more subs?" Donna said, unable to hide her surprise.
"A lot more," Beth said with a grin.
"For instance, the couple that sold this house to you belonged to the family. But, unfortunately, they didn't last very long."
"What happened?"
"The couple that lived here before you, Kim and Steven Miller, well, she got off being used. The nastier, the better.
Steven didn't know what Kim was doing. He traveled a lot, and things were always normal when he came home.
Ralph and Connie agreed to keep her activities quiet, keeping Steven in the dark.
Well, Kim ended up pregnant and passed it off as Stevens. Things were going well until their daughter was born.
