I knock. Too quietly. I knock again, this time more assertive.
“Come,” Richmond’s voice.
I push down the handle with an elbow.
Richmond sitting at the foot of the bed, facing it with his legs crossed, phone in hand. My legs buckle at the knee. I grip the bottle and glasses tightly.
Lily on her knees on the floor with her back to Richmond. Gabriela on her back on the edge of the bed. Her dress around her waist. Her legs splayed apart. Lily’s head between them, lapping.
Oh God almighty. How does this man get my wife to do these things?
“Pour the drinks Vaughn. The girls have almost finished. I should think they’re going to be thirsty.” He flicks his wrist dismissively without even looking at me.
My hands are trembling as I try to put the glasses down on the dressing table. The woman on her back is moaning heavily now.
“That’s it, get your face right in,” Richmond’s voice is guttural. Can’t look, need to focus on not spilling the drinks.
Holding the filled flute out to Richmond. He’s leaning over my wife, pushing the back of her head, filming her face. Filming her face! Lily is spluttering, gagging. Gabriella panting. She sounds close to cumming.
Richmond puts his phone away and takes his drink without making eye contact with me. He glugs the champagne back. His other hand is still gripping Lily’s blonde hair at the back of her head. I’m leaning against the wall. He thrusts his empty glass at me. He’s standing now, fingers at the belt of his pants.
For a second I think I’m about to be ordered to my knees.
“God that was hot. Come on Lily, my turn,” Richmond hurriedly tugs my still-kneeling wife away from Gabriela and over to himself. My wife’s eye make-up is smudged, hair dishevelled, her face gleaming with the other woman’s juices.
“Here,” Richmond digs a roll of banknotes from his pocket and throws them onto the bed at Gabriela. “Go and start entertaining the others outside like we discussed.”
Lily on her knees unzipping Richmond. Gabriela off the bed, pulling down her dress.
“Vaughn, go and bring Leroy in here,”
Leroy?
I stagger out of the room, following the roll of Gabriela’s shapely backside. Oh my God, my wife has just had her face down there and I’ve never even met the woman in front of me before. How must Lily be feeling about what she’s done? Does she even care?
Near the pool, as if I’m in a dream, I watch Harry and Fat Kim surround Gabriela. A voice that sounds like someone else’s is asking Leroy to come with me to our bedroom. He’s grinning like the cat that got the cream.
Back at our bedroom door I knock again. Richmond’s voice is throaty when he calls us in. Leroy pushes me aside and goes in first.
“Hey,” Richmond grins at us over the top of my kneeling wife’s head, “Nearly finished here,” he’s gripping the sides of my wife’s head, powering his hips at her. Her hoop earrings are flying around her. Grating, guttural, choking sounds rise up from her as she’s face fucked in front of us both. Lily’s arms are raised as if in adulation, wrapped tight around Richmond’s ass, pulling him in to her face.
“Wow,” Leroy’s eyes are wide as he watches.
“You kept telling me how much you enjoyed her video performances Leroy,” Richmond is panting as my wife sucks at him, “the least you deserve is a look at the real thing. Don’t you think Vaughn?”
I can’t move.
Richmond’s eyes are flickering in his head. His shoulders snap forward and he groans. He slumps down over Lily, his arms wrapped around her head as he discharges himself into her mouth.
“Yes Richmond,” the words spill from mouth for no apparent reason as I stare at him and my wife.
“She swallows,” Richmond’s eyes open and a contented smile spreads across his face as he exchanges looks with Leroy.
“Jesus H...” Leroy mutters. He looks over at me and then at my kneeling wife.
“She’s never been with a black guy before have you Lily,” Richmond’s breathing is still heavy now his glistening, drooling dick is out of my wife’s mouth.
Still on all fours at his feet, Lily shakes her mess of hair slowly without looking up.
“What do you think Vaughn, do you think we should let Leroy here sample your wife? Should I make an interest-free loan of her to him?” He fumbles in a pocket and hands a single condom to a wide-eyed and slack-mouthed Leroy.
“Richmond please,” I stare at him.
He raises an index finger to his lips to ‘shush’ me.
“You sure boss?” Leroy accepts the small foil-wrapped item, his brow knitting.
“Absolutely Leroy. Be my guest. I’ll stay a moment or two if you don’t mind. Just to make sure you get started OK. Vaughn, wait in the room next door for me.” he gestures me outside with his head.
I think I might throw up.
I want to look back into the room as I leave but Leroy is closing the door in my face.
The room next door is another bedroom. We haven’t used it since we’ve been here.
I sit on the edge of one of the two single beds in there and wait. My head is going to explode. But my hand is under my panties, adjusting my chastity belt underneath, pre-cum coats my fingers. My cock throbs like a drum.
“So,” Richmond says when he arrives. He places the bottle of Krug and his half-filled glass on the small dressing table. “You’ll be pleased to hear that Leroy is off and running or so to speak.”
My heart thumps out of control as I look up at him.
“How does it feel to know your wife is being used again and for the third time this evening?” His fingers are at the belt of his pants.
Already?
“Kneel,” He motions me to the floor with his head.
“The woman you love is prepared to obey me without question Vaughn. She’ll do absolutely anything for me.” his hands are on his zipper.
I reach my knees. The lingerie is riding up my back.
“Leroy’s made a valuable contribution to my business this year Vaughn. He deserves to get his fill of a woman like Lily. And Like I’ve always said, she deserves to be shared around. Amongst real men I mean.” He smiles down at me and pulls his thick, semi-stiff cock out of his pants
“Yes Richmond,” my stomach is clenching with the knowledge of what I’m about to do, about what my wife is having done to her.
My breathing is quick, shallow beneath the sheer lingerie. My bare ass cheeks rest on the back of my ankles and I’m prostrate at Richmond’s feet. My cock attempting desperately to expand beyond its silicone confines. How I ache to serve this being towering above me. This giant who’s reduced me to a kneeling sissy servant while he whores out my wife.
“Spread your legs a little for me Vaughn. Let me examine how full your balls are.” Richmond takes my head in both his hands and his left foot feels around between my legs.
Pain sears through me. He kicked me.
“I want you to know I’m proud of you for the way you look Vaughn.” he says, releasing my head.
I’m slumped on the ground, clutching my balls and gasping for breath.
“Kneel up Vaughn. I’m proud of the effort you’ve made.” He holds his shaft in one fist and raises his chin. “I only intended to have you perform a basic clean-up for me after I ejaculated earlier. However, seeing Leroy with Lily...” his voice trails away and he pats the outline of his phone in his pocket. “You must remind me to show you some time.” He grins and shakes his cock at me.
“Yes Richmond” I reach up beyond his heavy balls and grasp his iron-hard shaft in a shaking hand. He exhales as I grip him. My own balls are still aching.
“It doesn’t make me think any less of your wife by letting her out like this you know Vaughn,” he tells me as I kiss the underside of his balls.
“It's very empowering having another man’s wife behave like that for me, and of course her husband behave like this..”
“Yes Richmond. Thank you Richmond.�
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“I have it on good authority that Leroy wanted your wife since he first laid eyes on her,” Richmond’s voice says from somewhere way above my head.
“Not too dissimilar to me in some ways I suppose,” he says, like he’s talking to himself.
“Yes Richmond,” my mouth opens. Strong smell of an unwashed cock that recently came.
“You know what they say don’t you Vaughn?” his hands rest on top of my head, “About how once a white woman has been with a black man for the first time,” Richmond groans, his body shuddering as my lips encircle his erection.
My hands rise to caress his bare buttocks. He’s giving Lily to Leroy, giving her to a black guy. My wife, my beautiful wife. I push my neck forward. I gag; the back of my throat, speared on the head of his cock. Hooking me like a fish.
“It's not too much for you is it Vaughn? Me sharing your wife with a black man?” he whispers.
“No Richmond,” I try to get the words past his cock.
“You’re sure?” he’s laughing,
“No Richmond,”
“I could always put a stop to it if you’d prefer Vaughn,” his hips are moving steadily now.
“No Richmond,” I’m shaking my head as I gorge on him
“You want me to let Leroy fuck your wife?” His voice is thick and slow now
“Yes Richmond,” I try to tell him.
“Yes what Vaughn?”
“Yes please Richmond," I slide his cock half out of my mouth, “Please let Leroy fuck my wife, he can do anything he wants to her Richmond, Master,” I shovel his tool back in my mouth pushing my whole face hard against his groin, inhaling around his balls.
“Suck me like you lovely wife just did Vaughn,” he groans, “Let’s see if you can do it as well as her,”
I moan around his flesh as I surge forward repeatedly. Devouring his engorged manhood.
“Mmnnng, mnnng, mmmnng”
His fingers grip at my hair. Hurts. Makes me want to cry out. But still I suck our master. He’s pulling my head at it, raising the tempo of my own thrusts forward. My mouth bulging with him. Gagging repeatedly around him.
“Did you like it when Lily put that dildo up your ass Vaughn,” his voice rasps.
“Yes Richmond,” I try to say but that’s not what it sounds like.
“Maybe you need the real thing up there like the cuckold sissy you are Vaughn,”
“Mmmnng”
“Leroy’s in the other room fucking your wife Vaughn. I gave him permission. Me, not you. I told him he could loan my slut. I know he’ll tell all his other co-workers. He’ll tell them how he fucked the office hottie and how dirty she is in bed. I bet George would back him up on that as well Vaughn.” Richmond is mumbling above my obscene slurping.
“Maybe we need to get George and Leroy together. We could compare notes together on your wife, in front of you. Would you like that Vaughn?”
“Mmmnnng, mmnnng” I gorge on his shaft, feeding from his groin. I squeeze his cold, heavy balls in one hand. Give me your cum Richmond, please, please give me your cum.
He’s shuddering, thighs stiffening. Ramming himself at my face. Pounding me, squashing my nose. Gripping my ears. Making me shriek. Out of control. Can’t cope, can’t cope, can’t control. I’m Panicking. Drowning.
Richmond’s thick salty fluid hits the back of my throat.
“I need to check on Harry outside. Go and see if Leroy’s finished with your wife. If he has, tell him to come out to the pool.” Richmond says once he’s zipped himself back up.
Slumped on the floor with the taste of his semen repeating on me, I wipe my mouth on my bare arm.
I struggle to my feet. There’s cum down the front of the night dress. Unsteadily I make my way back towards the master bedroom.
I knock quietly and then emboldened because I’m acting for Richmond, I enter the room without being called in.
They’re on the bed together. Lily on her back, eyes closed, down to only her bra. . Leroy on top of her with his back to me hips undulating. Lily’s tits are pulled out over the top of her bra cups. The one nipple I can see is red and looks sore. The flawless, caramel-colored flesh of Leroy’s bare ass glints under the light of the bedside lamp. His buttocks slowly tense then releasing and repeat as he eases himself into and out my wife. Lily’s long silken legs wrapped around his strong back. My wife is drawling with pleasure, her anklet momentarily catching the light.
Have they already cum? I think they’ve both already cum and this is the afterglow. Oh my God.
Then I remember Richmond’s instruction.
“Excuse me. Leroy.” My voice is weak, my hands fumbling with themselves around my chastity belt as I stand at the foot of the bed. My wife’s eyes flicker open. Leroy doesn’t acknowledge my presence. The movement of hips and ass doesn’t change. His breathing is heavy.
“What do you want Vaughn?” Lily sounds irritated.
“Richmond wants Leroy to join the others outside. If you’ve finished that is.” My face is burning.
“Mmm, couldn’t we just go again instead?” Leroy mumbles into my wife’s neck, his hands move to Lily’s bare tits. Her nipples stiffen at his touch.
“We better go outside,” she laughs and pushes at his chest.
I don’t want to watch him dismount my wife so I leave them alone. I need a moment to myself. My mind is reeling, my head all over the place.
In the bathroom I slide the bolt across and slump over the basin. I can’t look at myself in the mirror. I don’t know what to think about first. But my name is being called. Repeatedly. Richmond’s voice.
“Tell Harry to meet me in your bedroom”
The other guy as well?
Outside, by the side of the pool, with something by Chic pounding from the speakers, Kim is on his back on a towel. Gabriela, her fake bare boobs hardly moving, is riding him cowgirl. Her palms and fingers are spread above his bare, bloated belly on his hairy chest.
“Excuse me Harry,” I cough to interrupt the older man as he views the cowgirl and boy. The old man looks me up and down with barely concealed distaste.
“Richmond asked if you’d join him inside,”
“No prizes for guessing what that’s for eh Viv?” Leroy smirks to me out of the corner of his mouth as he returns poolside.
I’m so dazed by the surreal events tonight that I’m not even sure when I first become aware of the headlights on the road outside. I guess at first I assume it’s another car on its way up the mountain to one of the other properties. But at some point I become aware the vehicle lights are stationary.
And then the woman is screaming in my face.
“What kind of Sodom and Gomorrah has he got here? Where is he? Where is he you fucking pervert!” Trudy looks at me like I’m something on the bottom of her shoe. “He’s with that fucking whore I’ll bet. Where are they?” And then Richmond’s wife scoops the hem of her long dress up and away from the damp poolside and is hurrying past me towards the villa.
Leroy and Kim are mauling Gabriela on a sunbed, oblivious to Trudy’s arrival. Shit.
“Trudy wait!” I have to warn Richmond!”
But she’s inside there now and I’m hurrying after her, gripping my chastity belt in a fist.
“Richmond! Richmond!” I’m yelling.
The bedroom door is still closed. She hasn’t found them yet. I knock quickly once and push the door open.
“Vaughn what the hell do you want?” Lily on all fours across the bed. Richmond and Harry at opposite ends of her. Her tits still swinging beneath her as they all stop and stare at me.
“You fucking whore!” Trudy launches herself past me towards the bed. She has a hand in Lily’s hair, slapping at her face with her other hand. Richmond is trying to pull her away. The other man falls away from the bed, his cock withering between his legs.
“I knew it I fucking knew it Richmond. I knew you were with this filthy fucking whore!!” A hysterical Trudy yells, spraying her husband and my wife with her s
pittle.
Epilogue
I guess I thought what happened in that villa would serve as a big wake-up call to Lily. Reality, quite literally slapping her around the face. I couldn’t see any way she’d be able to stay in the job with Richmond. I half-expected her not to want anything to do with him anymore. I mean, he had her sleep with co-workers for God’s sake. I thought the whole episode would have made her job there impossible.
But I was wrong about all of that
At first I couldn’t get my head around Lily seeming kind of ‘pleased’ about the scene with Trudy, Richmond’s wife. But I think over the days since, I’ve kind of come to understand my wife’s reaction. At least a little. She says it shows that Trudy sees her as a real threat. She says it shows Richmond must have feelings for her. She even told me she found it ‘quite exciting’. The fact that another woman caught her like that with her husband.
That bit I really still don’t understand.
Lily even seems quite happy to compare the sexual performance of other men in front of me now. Even though she must know how frustrating it is for me to hear that when I’ve been in chastity as long as this. Honestly, I could cry with frustration.
She says Leroy was ‘better’ than Anthony. But although he’s ‘good’, he’s ‘not in Richmond’s league’. What’s that supposed to mean? The only thing I do know is that I wouldn’t like to learn how I rank against any of them. That’s assuming my wife can even remember what sex is like with me.
She says Leroy ‘lasted ages just like Richmond’ but that he wasn’t ‘firm enough’ with her.
I’m still not sure what happened between George and Lily – if anything. Richmond teases me that he might invite George over to Anthony and Claire’s one time; let me see for myself how good a friend George is.
Richmond has though told me that it’s probably about time I got to cum again. For health reasons if nothing else. He hasn’t confirmed the when and where yet so I guess I just have to wait and see. In the meantime, I really need to get on with finding some more income of my own from somewhere. Otherwise I might have to go to Richmond for help with employment. And I really don’t want to have to do that.
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