TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE Copyright © APRIL 2009 By C.D.E. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form or sold for profit. This story may be freely distributed for personal use with this notice attached. All Characters And Events Depicted In This Story Are Purely Fictional. There Is No Intention In Any Manner, To Represent Or Mimic, Any Real World Situations Or Persons. Story Content:(Cuck, M+/F, MM, MF, Inter, Impreg, FemDom, MDom) WARNING: THIS STORY IS A PURE SEXUAL FANTASY. DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE HOMOPHOBIC, AND/OR DO NOT LIKE READING A FICTIONAL STORY OF THE DOMINANT/CUNNING SLUT WIFE GENRE, WHERE GULLIBLE MEN ARE TRICKED/FOOLED/USED, PSYCHOLOGICALLY MANIPULATED, OCASSIONALLY FLAGELLATED, SEXUALLY DOMINATED BY THEIR BEAUTIFUL SLUT WIVES AND OCASSIONALLY BY THEIR WIVES’ MALE LOVERS. TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE Title: How I became A Company Cuckold: Part 2 Author: C.D.E. Author's Note: This story was inspired by another ASSTR Author named Emanon_Pen from his masterful work “For The Love of Money”. I'd also like to thank him for his thorough and diligent proof reading of this story prior to it being posted. CAST: Donald - Husband Darlene – Donald's wife Mr. Foster – Donald's Boss at GB Industries Ms. Ferguson – Mr. Foster's Executive assistant PART TWO (2) =====CHAPTER 7: MONDAY MORNING===== When I arrived at work Monday morning, I was on pins and needles. I feared having to face Mike Foster after all the stuff Darlene had told, especially since he knew of me and cream pies and that he sent one to me that he helped make. However, nothing out of the ordinary happened until about 9:00 AM. My boss called me into his office and told me that I was to clean out my desk, as I would be working in an office in the executive suite area, as I had been reassigned to a special project. He congratulated me. I asked him what was the nature of the special project and he said that he was not liberty to discuss it, but based on my qualifications, I should do well. He didn't tell me what the qualifications were either. Again, I had this ominous feeling. I remembered Darlene's words in reference to what Mike Foster told her, but couldn't make any sense out it all. However, I did as I was directed and went to my newly assigned special project. I was told to report to a certain office and wait outside until someone came over to unlock it. To my utter surprise as well as my chagrin, it was non other than Mike Foster himself. =====CHAPTER 8: THE E-LOAD PROCESSING OFFICE===== “G-Good morning sir. I-I didn't expect y-you to-to be the...” “Good morning to you also. Oh no problem about me coming to meet you. I definitely wanted to be the one to welcome you as the new head of this special project office. From what Darlene has told me you have excellent qualifications to be the new manager here. “M-Manger?” I replied as we walked into the empty and rather somewhat small office. He closed the door after I walked in. “Yes manager. By the way Donald, I take it you liked the desert I helped make for you last Friday night?” He asked with a slight chuckle. I turned beet red and hung my head as I tried to come up with a reply. “M-Mr. Foster, D-Darlene h-has an o-over active imagination a-a-and s-she tends to...” “Cut the crap Donald, your face tells me you're lying. You're a pipsqueak cunt and cum sucker! Now when I ask you something again, don't lie to me! Ever! Or I'll make sure you can't get a job anywhere, even cleaning toilets! Understand?” “Y-Y-Yes sir!” I was easily cowed by the tone and ferocity of his sudden outburst toward me. I felt so intimidated and scared of his verbal onslaught. “Now once again, answer my question. You enjoyed eating my cum out of your slut girlfriend’s pussy didn't you?” Scared of more of his verbal wrath, as well as suspecting he only wanted to hear a yes or no reply, I blurted out the best response I could under pressure. “Y-Yes sir I-I did. B-But s-sir p-please d-don't think I-I'm p-perverted, D-Darlene s-seems to have t-this influence o-over me t-that c-causes...” “So you still want to blame it on somebody other than yourself. Wake up Donald, it's you that likes the hot hairy fuck pies, get a backbone and stand up and say so. But look, it doesn't matter to me how you face your little kinky desire. What's important to me is that you have such a desire or need. For your sucking skills are just what's needed for your new assignment.” Further shocked at what he said, I listened patiently as he proceeded to explain my new assignment. “Donald, this is your new office area. You can do some of your work out here, right at your desk, but back here is where you'll do much of your main work.” He said as he opened the door which led to a short hall. There was a small rest room on the left and at the end of the hall there was a door, and on the right there was another door. He opened the door on the right first. It looked like comfortably furnished motel room and also had a bathroom. “I can see the puzzlement in your face Donald. You see Donald, we haven't had a manager in charge of E-loads in about 6 months. Not just anyone has the aptitude and skill for this job. But we were so fortunate to find out you were an ideal candidate. You see, you as the manager of E-Loads Processing – and by the way, the “E” is not electronic, it stands for Ejaculated Loads Processing. In other words Donald, your job will be to contribute to the sexual comfort of the men and women and couples who come down to your office to relieve the sexual tension and pressures of daily office life. “This room is where, by appointment only I might add, where senior and mid management will come to have sex with their secretaries or other female workers should they choose. Some may just fuck them in their offices, but will send the women down here to have you suck their pussies clean. I require that of them. “ You can do most of that out here in the office here, right at your desk, or if there is crowd of women waiting for you to mouth clean their cum filled pussies, or if the female desires a bit of privacy for her oral clean up, you can bring her here.” He said as he led me to the door at the end of the hall. I stared at him wild eyed. That room had no windows and only the one entry door. The door seemed rather thick and the room seemed to absorb sound as Mike Foster spoke. It was lined with what looked like acoustic type panels. I concluded it was sound proof and he confirmed it. “As I'm sure you know, when the girls get off with a good tonguing, they tend to be a little loud.” He said as he smiled and looked at me. I said nothing as I continued to look at the 4 items in the rather spacious room. There was a queen size bed. Then there was a chair that appeared to be a piece of medical OBGYN equipment one would use to examine females. Foster confirmed that was the case and that also brought another smirking smile to his face as he had me sit on the attached stool which would place my head right at crotch level for anyone sitting in the elevated chair which had stirrups for their parted legs. He pointed out that there were many adjustments to accommodate any size body build. The next item in the room that caught my eye was a padded table that had what appeared to be restraints for arms and legs if someone was laying on it. “My executive assistant, Ms. Ferguson, will be coming down to give you a further orientation in your new job and will explain that piece of equipment to you.“ Foster said as we passed by the padded table. “This is just an easy chair that is fully adjustable in height. It too may be useful as you're carrying out the duties of your job.” He added as we headed out of the room. “Donald, your credentials, mostly based on what your fiancée has told us, as well as what I have discerned about you, is that you are very qualified for this assignment. Your first duties will be to do what appears to be your greatest talent at the moment. That is, the sucking clean of used drippy cunts. From there we will move on to training you to be a skilled cocksucker. “Don't look so shocked, some of the best cocksuckers are pantywaist mama's boys like you. And by the way, I know about your cock lock.” He said grinning a cruel grin. “B-But M-Mr. Foster I-I'm n-not g-gay...” “I didn't say you were. Look Donald, you have a taste for cum, and this is just a job, where if you have a taste for jism, it makes it all that much easier. Just look upon it as just sex. Okay?” I didn't answer. I couldn't answer. I was dumbfounded. He went on to his next point. “You will also be trained in the art and skill of passive intercourse to accommodate horny managers who desire to push their cocks up your ass. We have a physician on staff who'll train and work with you on muscle relaxing and hygiene matters, to make you feel comfortable, as well as not become injured, as you provide yourself to men for the pleasure they seek by using you in that manner.” He said with yet another wicked grin. I was totally mortified at what I was hearing. I had to sit down. “W-What! I-I c-can't believe y-you m-mean...” “Yes Donald, this job is also known as the Company Cuckold and sissy cum sucker position. The manager of E-Loads is expected to be a willing receptacle for hard dicks and to lick and suck cum filled cunts clean of all deposits, as well as to mouth clean dicks and facilitate couples having sex if they desire you to be an aid to them as they're seeking their sexual relief. “I often used the previous manager to lick and suckle my balls when I brought his wife here and fucked her in front of him.” He looked at my wide opened eyes. “By the way, I and other managers will be bringing your soon to be new bride, Darlene here to fuck her doing the workday. And of course, you'll be expected to cheerfully and eagerly perform whatever sexual service is desired of you. I might as well tell you, she is very eager to become a company whore after you two are married. You see, we only use the wives of select employees for those positions. It just seems to work out better to have a couple devoted to serving the best interest of the company.” “O-Oh Mr. Foster, I-I h-had no idea t-this is-is what you had in mind. I-I know that I-I can't do f-for Darlene what you a-and o-other better endowed men c-can for h-her in bed, b-but y-you c-can't e-expect me to w-work here doing...” “Donald, as I've said, you really have no choice, if you ever want to work anywhere again. I can make it very, very, difficult for you to ever get another job. And who knows, since you worked in accounts receivables before coming to this new assignment, there might be some embezzlements you could have performed down there. Who knows what we'll find if we look hard enough. You get my drift?” I got not only his drift, but the full tidal wave. Once again, fate had dealt me a hand that really boxed me in under the control of another dominating person. Once he knew that his threat had its full impact on me, he went on to tell me about the compensations for myself and Darlene. The company would pay us both a handsome salary as well as add a significantly monthly amount to our 40l(K) plans. He then went on to tell me about the negotiations between he and Darlene. She wanted to get married in June, some 8 months away, but that after talking with her again - on yesterday, which was Sunday – he came up with a counter proposal. Darlene failed to mention this to me. He would arrange for us to get married this week as well as purchase the wedding ring set she desired. I would have to pay for the rings as they were to be an advance on my salary. “It will be a justice of the peace civil type affair. In fact I want it to be held right here in your new office.” he said with another of his wicked smiles. “Then in June, she can have the formal wedding she desires. Sounds good to you?” I didn't really answer his question, but stammered badly as I tried to explain to him that while I cared for Darlene, I wasn't sure I was ready for marriage. “Now, now, Donald, she's just the girl for you. Plus you don't want to break her heart. She raved to me about what a sweet guy you are and what a great tongue you got. She's quite a catch for a pantywaist such as you. She really wants to raise a family with you. That should make any new husband to be proud. And doesn't your mom like her too?” Apparently, Darlene had told him a lot she hadn't told me, she told him. I now knew that had been talking about a lot of things in the short period since their meeting each other. “Y-Yes sir, s-she does, b-but...” “No buts about it Donald, you need to be married and I have to agree with your mom, Darlene is the girl for you. Plus, she's going to make an ideal GBI company whore. As you know I have assessed that she's got a fine pussy. So much for that line of discussion.” I felt even more disrespected by his dismissal of my concerns, but I guess I knew that was to be expected. “Donald, from the first moment I shook your soft limp hand, I thought you had potential for this assignment as a cuckold and sissy cum sucker. And seeing Darlene's lovely picture and then to meet and fuck her in the same evening was so much more than I could have hoped for. And to find out that you were an exceptional cream pie eater and used to sucking up and mouth cleaning her pussy, was such a fortuitous discovery. “And Donald, after further conversations with Darlene, not only have I found out that you frequently come in your shorts when eating a sloppy, freshly fucked cunt, but that you've also sucked her dad's cock a few times too. So it's also wonderful to know you've been initiated as a cocksucker.” I said nothing, but cringed as Mr. Foster gloated over his success in the events leading up to his discovery of me and Darlene, for the highly derogatory position he had in mind for both of us. The only difference was that Darlene was more eager to accept hers than I was mine. After Mr. Foster left me along in my new office, his executive assistant, Ms. Ferguson, showed up about 30 minutes later. She was of slender build, but projected a firm and professional image and appearance. “Donald, first of all, congratulations on your new position. This position has been vacant for over 6 months. There have been a lot of unhappy people because there hasn't been someone in this office. There are over 35 women, including myself who have missed the perk of having their wet, cum dripping cunts sucked clean on demand. You will definitely be filling a much needed void here.” I looked at her wild eyed. She went on in her professional tone to explain that every morning I would receive a calendar for the day that would list my daily appointments of scheduled sexual tasks scheduled for me. “Now Donald, since horny urges are not always predictable among the staff, you will receive hourly schedule updates via e-mail. Per Mr. Foster, for your first two weeks, we'll only schedule pussy sucks and cream pie eat outs for you. He is of the opinion that you may need some additional training to increase your proficiency at fellatio. “Therefore, over the next 2 weeks, I'll have a renowned cocksucking faggot tutor come in to train you, along with several sex starved men, who will let you practice on their penises.” Ms. Ferguson, said that Mr. Foster wanted to wait a while longer before he started my training in anal intercourse. That's about the only good news I'd heard that morning, if there was any. It was almost lunch time as Ms. Ferguson continued to go over some additional administrative matters, including my work hours and my performance evaluations and that type stuff. She made it crystal clear that I was to always address everyone who came to my office as Mr. or Ms. “And Donald, so that you're not surprised or caught off guard, you'll probably be called “Pussy boy” or “Cucky” some other similar name, so don't get agitated or irritated, just accept it without question. Okay?” I said nothing, but just nodded my head up and down. Ms. Ferguson departed. The network folks got my PC and e-mail set up after lunch and Ms. Ferguson sent me my first calendar of appointments. I couldn't believe there were 4 appointments for cream pie eat outs, with the first starting in 10 minutes, and then one every 30 minutes after that. =====CHAPTER 9: THE END OF MY FIRST DAY IN MY NEW JOB===== As I left the office an hour after my normal quitting time, I noticed several workers pointing at me and whispering as I walked by. It was obvious my name had been circulated as the new Division cuckold and cum sucker. I also had the same experience in the cafeteria also. I then and there decided it would be better if I brought my lunch rather than go there every day and endure the stares and whispers that weren't really whispers. I heard many derogatory things that were said. The bad thing is that I couldn't disagree with what was being said, as after all, I too cursed myself for being such a weak sniveling male to be manipulated as has happened to me. One of my dreams was to be my own man, and break away from mother's control, but alas that was not to be. I love her dearly, but I just can't seem to get up enough strength or courage to break away from her control. And now, the same thing is happening with Darlene in an even greater way. As I've said before, it seems to be my hopeless fate to be subjugated by those around me. As I had predicted last Friday night, my humiliation and ridicule had reached new depths, but it seems I have to endure the cards I've been dealt. I still found it so hard that Mike Foster would go to the extreme he insinuated to make me take and stay in this highly despicable position where I would be basically, a full time, but paid, cum sucker. I had hoped that I would only have to suck out the four used pussies that were on the early first schedule I got. But to my amazement, and after three more schedule updates, 4 more popped up near the near the end of the day - hence my leaving late. Ms. Ferguson made it clear, as long as I was needed, I had to stay and be available – no question about it. However, I have to admit, and hated doing so, but all 8 of the soggy jism filled pussies were tasty, despite they each had a bit of a different flavoring. All the women were knock outs, giving credence to the claim that only good looking women were hired for GBI positions. There was a lot of spend in those used cunts and each of the women had pussy plugs. I found out that they were instructed to seal their used cunts and bring as much of the contents to me for “processing”. I tried to keep myself sexually detached from each pussy sucked and told myself it's only a job. And I did very well, even if my prick stayed so hard I thought it would break. All of the women's cunts were attractive in their own ways. Three were clean shaven, two were hairy but well trimmed, and two had short, dense pubic hairs and neatly trimmed. Only one was a full natural hair suite. I managed not to lose a load until the very last woman who came in for clean up. Her cunt was so much reminiscent of Darlene, and the rousing orgasm she got from my oral administrations contributed to me going uncontrollably over the edge and flooding my shorts. Time I arrived home, mother was anxious to hear about my first day as a manager, as well as why I had ejaculated. The sophisticated cock lock, with its GPS positioning at least verified my explanation that I was at work when I got off. Mother accepted my explanation and listened intently at all I told her. She really liked Mike Foster's idea of Darlene and me having a civil ceremony and a more formal one later. There was only one thing she wanted known. “Donald, I only have one concern and that is that your cock lock stays on until the formal wedding and you become hers. I'll talk to Darlene about that. I suspect she'll agree with me too. Otherwise, I fully support her becoming your wife and joining GBI in the position they need her for.” I strongly protested, or should say tried to protest, for mother totally ignored me. Mother went on to let me know that while I had concerns about marrying Darlene, she was completely satisfied with her becoming my wife and that I should accept it too. She too was like Mike Foster, she cut off debate on the matter and basically told me that it was “final”, I was going to become Darlene's husband – “end of story!” I mentally sighed and resigned myself to my fate, pretty much as when Mike Foster had also told me that marriage to Darlene was a done deal as far as he was concerned. I moved on to discussing other aspects of my first day as the Manager of E-Loads Processing. Mother gave me her take on things. “Donald dear, it sounds like a good job, and remember somebody has got to do it. I have to agree with Darlene, you are better suited to handle being humiliated, taunted and ridiculed better than a lot of men with their normally high testosterone levels. “And son from what you've told me, you're doing fine with cleaning out their women's used pussies. Look at all the wonderful compliments you gotten on just your first day. And even with your own admission, you've increased your knowledge of being a pussy sucker from the diversity of cunts that have been under your mouth and tongue. I like the term you said that you heard someone call you. What was it, oh yeah, 'cunt custodian' - that does sound cute. “And as far as your boss wanting you to suck on men's cocks, I can't blame him for wanting you to do that. You have to admit, you do have soft hands and I have to admit, I think you have a girlish shaped mouth. You just have to accept that men will find you attractive to help them with their cocks orally. Isn't that what Darlene's dad said when he had you suck his dick that first time?” Mother finally got me to open up and admit to her that sucking cocks really wasn't all that bad for me to do either. After all, I have been giving Darlene's dad weekly blow jobs for the last 2 months and I always swallow his heavy hot slimy loads. My incentive for doing so came from Darlene having her cell phone video of me doing him that first time, and threatening to put it on the Internet if I didn't agree to give him head every week as he desired of me. However, I had to confess that just like learning to deal with eating her used pussy, I had quickly become acclimated to doing him, as well as found it rather relaxing sucking his dick and receiving the fresh hot cum that spurted from it. Again, as mother highlighted the knowledge I've gained from my oral actions, she stressed the same when she commented on Mike Foster's desire for me to get fucked like a woman. “And Donald, as far as you having passive intercourse with the managers and receiving their hard dicks up your bottom, first of all, your boss has you getting prepared and monitored under a doctor's care. The company is showing top notch concern for you well being. Secondly, the educational value and the experience of feeling what it's like to have sex as a female has got to be priceless. No dear, all I have to say is, go ahead and get fucked. I think you'll quickly get use to it and over any shame you may feel as being a sweet pussy boy for those executives that desire to fuck you.” I =====CHAPTER 10: DARLENE & I WED AT WORK===== True to this word, Mike Foster, did arrange for the Justice of the Peace wedding to be held in my new office a week later. Darlene, her mom, my mom, Ms. Ferguson, and of course Mike Foster, as well as the Justice of The peace were in attendance. Mike Foster arranged for Darlene and I to visit one of the finest jewelry shops in Phantomville to select the ring set for us and as promised GBI paid for the exquisite $18,000 set. I just hoped that I would make enough in a reasonable time to pay off the balance. Later I was told that it would take me 8 years to pay it off in the amounts they were deducting from my pay check. The ceremony was short and sweet. As Ms. Ferguson wanted to make sure I was back on my work schedule after lunch. I even had to suck two cunts that morning before the civil ceremony– one cum filled, the other woman was just horny and her boss sent her to me for a good tonguing. I also had to perform 3 cocksucking training exercises that involved sucking 3 dicks to completion, as part of my cocksucking training. The ceremony was to start at 10:00AM sharp and that it did. Mike volunteered, and insisted he be the best man. Who was I to argue with him? When I told Darlene about his insistence, she smiled brightly told me that it just seemed fitting for him to be the best man. Her comment didn't make me feel any better about the whole scene. The Justice of the Peace, who was also addressed as Magistrate, began speaking and quickly covered the first part of wedding vows and quickly got down to these words for each of us. He then addressed me first. “Do you Donald XXXX, promise to take this woman, Darlene XXXX in holy matrimony promising to forsake all others and to cherish, care for her, be devoted, loving, obedient and faithful to her always, in sickness and health, and for better or worse, and to accept all children born into the marriage as your own, and always exhibit caring and loving devotion to them at all time?” I thought the word obedient was out of place in the vows, and I had never heard any mention of children in a set of vows before, but I went along with the program as I didn't know if it really mattered what I thought these days. “Y-yes sir, I-I do.” I replied softly looking at Darlene, who looked so beautiful dressed in a short white dress, whose hemline I thought was too short. The dress was also purchased by Mike Foster, so what could I say. “Do you Darlene XXXX, take Donald XXXX to be your lawful wedded husband and promise to ensure he keeps his sworn vows and remain loving, devoted, and faithful to you at all times?” “Yes, I do.” She replied in a firm tone of voice. “By the powers granted to me by the city of Phantomville, and as Magistrate of the Peace, I now pronounce you woman and husband. You two may now kiss each other to seal this holy state of matrimony.” I was stunned by the difference in vows, as well as the “woman and husband” declaration, but apparently no one else was, for Darlene gave me a very passionate kiss, and the others in the room applauded and began wishing us well as soon as we began kissing. Consummation of the marriage: Mike Foster even arranged for some refreshments to be brought to the affair. After sipping some of the alcohol laced punch, the Magistrate indicated that he was also asked to stay for the Consummation Ceremony and to be a participating witness. I had never heard of such a thing and while I was still in a state of confusion, my boss Mr. Foster directed the group to the back bedroom in my office. There were several chairs in there that I knew was not in there yesterday. I had not had a chance to look inside this particular morning. To my surprise, Darlene made an announcement. “My new husband will continue wearing the cock lock he has been wearing for the last 10 years and he also will remain a virgin until our formal wedding ceremony in June. In the mean time, since he won't be able to consummate our marriage, due to his sexual confinement and willingness to stay virginal longer, his boss, Mr. Foster, will do the honors of consummating the marriage for him by proxy. Of course, my dear sweet Donald will participate by being a sexual assistant to us during the consummation.” I was dumbfounded and literally blown away to hear my new bride's words. “C'mon Donald and help me get ready for Mr. Foster to put it in.” squealed Darlene. “Go ahead dear, don't keep them waiting.” said mother who apparently thought I was taking too much time responding. Knowing that I had been not included in all the planning, I knew that it was best for me to do as I was told and to go with the program that was being played out before me. Darlene positioned herself on the bed and pulled her short dress up. Smiling, she asked me to pull her panties off for my boss. After I had pulled the white sheer lacy panties off, she next directed me to get undressed and to wear them while she and my boss were consummating the marriage between her and me. I again was stunned at such an outlandish suggestion, but when my eyes met my boss he shook his head up and down, as did mother. I suddenly turned beet red and began to undress. All eyes were on me and it seemed like the longest time as I stripped as I was directed. I thought all I had to do was take off my pants, but Darlene and Mike Foster, almost in unison, directed me to take off everything. Feeling vanquished and conquered, I obeyed them. Everyone giggled slightly at my total nudity as I tried to hide my little member, which to my total embarrassment was starting to swell. By the time, I got Darlene's panties on, I had full blown boner and I was utterly embarrassed. I knew everyone would assume that I had to be a pervert to be so aroused at the humiliation that was being imposed on me. The truth of the matter was that besides the sight of Darlene's thick and lovely trimmed bush being an arousal trigger, I had to finally come to grips with the reality that I involuntarily became excited at being made a fool of. So I guess I do qualify for being a pervert. It hurt for me to admit that to myself. “I can see you're in the mood also for the consummation.” Commented the smiling Magistrate. I next was directed to unbuckle and unzip and remove Mike Foster's trousers and shorts. I could only see this as a means to totally degrade and humiliate me to the fullest. But I knew I had nothing to say except to do as I was told. After Mike's big dick was exposed, it was already very erect and at the ready, but I was asked to condone the consummation by kissing and licking the head of mike's dick as well as Darlene's eager and wet pussy slit. Afterward, Darlene positioned herself on all fours on the edge of the bed, and I was directed by the Magistrate to position myself, such that my head would be under their joined genitals. He also told me that as Mike Foster moved up to couple with my wife, I was to guide Mike Foster's big stout turgid cock into Darlene's very wet and very receptive cunt. I knew my humiliation was complete, as all this was being done under the watchful eyes of my mother, and new mother-in-law. Again, I did as I was told, knowing I had no choice. Soon after coupling, Mike Foster and my new bride had developed a very rhythmic fucking motion. To my embarrassment, my much smaller prick was straining and throbbing in Darlene's white panties that I was now wearing. I knew that this was not being missed by the others in the room, as I could hear their giggles and comments. Even those of my own mother. “Doesn't my sweetie look so cute in those white lacy panties with his little think sticking out like that?” Mother said. “Yes he does. And white is so appropriate too... you know, since he's still a virgin. He's such a nice boy... and knows his place too... They're going to make such a nice couple.” I heard Darlene's mother reply to my mom. I couldn't hear much else because of the closeness of where my head was, as well as the slushy, squishy noise emanating from the very juicy coupling of a big dick and a hot wet pussy. Also, Mike Foster's big balls were dancing and bouncing as they were being dragged to and fro all over my face, due to his vigorous fucking motion as he drove his large lengthy erection completely in and out of my new wife's very receptive and juicy cunt. “Lick my balls real good pussy boy, so I can make this a good fuck for your new bride.” Spoke Mike Foster in a low guttural moaning voice. It was so obvious he was enjoying fucking Darlene. “Yes! Yes! Donald lick his balls good! Show him what a good husband you are! He fucks so gooood!” My new bride added in a sensuous moaning tone that showed that she indeed was feeling a wave of pleasure and sexual abandonment from Mike Foster's sexual prowess. Even though I was being utterly disgraced at my own marriage ceremony, I couldn't help but be in awe at Mike Foster's performance. And in the same way, I couldn't deny that my new wife was magnificent in her reciprocating performance also. The sloppiness of their copulation had increased to the point that my face was literally splattered wet with the drippings from the intense action of their genitals. I was also wondering how long it was going to take for Mike Foster to get off, as Darlene had one orgasm about 5 minutes after her luscious snatch literally swallowed his very sizable dick. Here it was at least 10 minutes later and he was still going strong. Having multiple orgasms is common for Darlene. Mike Foster's prowess and endowments really put to shame any dreams I could have of ever trying to compete with such a hung stud as him. During this period of time while I was trapped under the two of them, my mind involuntarily began to dwell on my overall situation, all the while my mouth and tongue was continually busy lapping his large hairy balls and their joined sexes. And the more I thought of my humiliating situation and how hopeless it was for me to be anything close to the type of man my new wife needed, it seemed my prick got even harder and would occasionally pulse. Several times I thought I was going to lose my load, something I really didn't want to do in the situation I was in, and especially with my mom present. It was bad enough that I even had a hard on, which was quite a validation of what a wuss I was anyway. But to lose a load and make a bigger mess in Darlene's silky lacy panties, would certainly set to rest just how pathetic I was. I could already feel how wet they were from my leaking pre-cum. I was trying everything to wish my prick down, but it only seemed to grow more rigid the more shame I felt and the more ridicule that was directed at me. “OOOOHHHHH! YESSSSSSS!” Darlene cried out, as her climax was building up toward her second cum. However this time, I could sense that Mike was at last ready to pop his load. They both came together and I could feel his intense ejaculation from my tongue being on his balls. His cock appeared to have pulsed 6 or 7 times, and as he continued his fucking action, his spent seed was being pumped out around his dick and dripping down on my face and mouth. The intense action and the heat of the moment as well as the thick slimy drippings fluids were just too much. I came in an uncontrollable ejaculation, which I'm sure was noticed by the others in the room because I found myself humping upward involuntarily, and for all practical purposes, fucking an air pussy. I knew there was nothing else but the most severe ridicule that would be left for me, as I had already began to hear the laughter and giggles and comments about what had happened. Mike Foster kept his dick deep in Darlene's cunts for a few moments longer until the end of his powerful ejaculation. Then he pulled out. There was a type of sucking gurgling sound as his very slimy, softening dick came out with a noisy “PLOP”. A brief moment later, a torrent of fuck gunk gushed out right on my face and ended up in my open mouth. Due to the closeness of my position, I couldn't turn my head away from the deluge. I could only do what was expected of me and work to consume the messy flow. “OOOOH YESSS! Suck all that good fuck juice up my husband. Show everybody how much you love your new wife. YES! THAT'S IT! Suck all that real man's jism out!” My new bride spouted out as she continued to delight in the afterglow of the very exemplary fucking she'd just gotten with me watching close up, and now tasting and consuming the warm slimy results. “He really sucks that scummy stuff out so well. We all think very highly of him at GBI. He's easily one of the best pussy boy cum suckers we've had. You should be proud of your son.” I heard Mike Foster say to mother. “Yes... Sob!... I am ... Sob!... So... Sob!... Proud of ... Sob!... him. Thank ... Sob!... you sir ... Sob!... for such ... Sob!... a wonderful ... Sob!... ceremony ... Sob!... and ... Sob!... being the ... Sob!... t-the man ... Sob!... to his ... Sob!... new bride ... Sob!... he could ... Sob!... never be ... Sob!...I'm so ... Sob!... happy... Sob!...” Spoke mother as I heard her express herself as she sobbed fiercely. She told others in the room that she was so happy for me and my new bride. “That's enough Donald. Don't suck your new bride dry. Come out from under her. She's got some more fucking to do. You're next Magistrate.” Mike Foster said as I slid out from under Darlene's bottom as she continued to remain on all fours. “Here! Wipe your face and prep the Magistrate so he can give your new bride some more real man meat.” directed Mike Foster as he threw a towel at me. After wiping my face free of the abundant slime coating, I knelt before the Magistrate and begin to grasp and lap his already stiff and long dick. Mr. Foster directed me to nuzzle and lick his balls as well and thoroughly wet the Magistrate's dick head. The Magistrate eagerly welcomed my oral attention. He too had a sizable cock that had to be at least 8 inches in length and like Mr. Foster's dick it had a thick shaft. I was also directed to guide him into my new bride's eagerly receptive fuck slit. “OH YESSS! Another hard dick! Yes! Just what I need. Yes! Please fuck me good! I need it!” Darlene said loudly as she welcomed her second dick of the morning. “Now get over here and mouth clean me pussy boy!” Spoke Mr. Foster loudly as he stood with both hands on his hips. I quickly did as my boss ordered. His languished long dick was covered in a whitish crusty coat of dried fuck slime. As I lapped and licked and suckled his dick head, shaft and balls, the sliminess returned. Feeling still very shamed and disgraced to be doing all this in front of my mom and mother-in-law, I nevertheless did as I was told. I was still only wearing those white lacy panties that were a soggy mess due to all my leaking pre-cum and the abundant ejaculation I'd also shot off in them. “That's good. Now go get a warm wash cloth and towel and clean me properly.” My boss ordered as he looked down on me in my kneeling position. Very shamed and very red faced, I returned from the adjacent bath room with a warm wash cloth and towel and wiped his penis and balls in accordance with his meticulous instructions, which further shamed me to the nth degree, but again, I had to do what he demanded. I wanted to cry, but managed to hold back. Finally after drying him off, he composed his clothes and began to walk out of the room. Before he departed, he directed me to get back under my new bride and to assist the Magistrate and my new bride the same I did for him. He also said goodbye to our mothers and talked to them both for a while, and thanked for coming to such a momentous occasion, as he passed by them. =====CHAPTER 11: AFTER THE MARRIAGE CEREMONY===== By 1:30 PM the marriage ceremony was over and I was back at work with several cunt cleaning appointments, followed by another afternoon training lesson in deep throating cocks. I skipped lunch as I had eaten some of the wedding refreshments and a lot of cum and pussy juice. Darlene, my new wife legally, really had a sloppy pussy after all the fucking she got at our marriage ceremony. The ironic part is not a drop of the cum in her pussy was that of me, the groom. Oh well, such is life for us wimpy "pussy boy" cuckold husbands. My jaw and tongue muscles sure got a workout this morning and I was sure glad I had a few minutes of rest before my afternoon pussy sucking appointments and cocksucker training. =====CHAPTER 12: THAT NIGHT===== “Donald these pictures of the civil ceremony are so lovely. You looked so sweet wearing your new bride's panties. And you look so adorable licking the men's big dick heads and balls. Don't you think so Darlene?” “Yes, he's an adorable cocksucker. Daddy got him off to a good start as a pussy boy. And, your mother is so right Donald my panties do look good on you. And with all the wetness showing where you came in them, it really makes you look even sweeter to me. It shows you approved and enjoyed a real man fucking me as much as I did.” added Darlene with a giggle. “That's what a good husband does Donald, and you're such a good husband too.” said Darlene's mom gleefully. I said nothing, but blushed an ever deeper red. It was fairly obvious that my destiny as her husband would be filled with a future of even more degradation and abject abasement The sad thing was that I really loved Darlene, but was still having a difficult time accepting her perception of a happy marriage for us. But standing up to her was another challenge. Being so easily intimidated and with such a controlling mother, and now also a manipulative boss, who all were in consonance with Darlene's desires, I knew there was probably nothing that I could do but obey her and lean to live with all the further humiliation that I was bound to endure. I continued to look at the numerous pictures that captured my shameful abuse at the hands of those who had control over me. But I have to admit, Ms. Ferguson, Mr. Foster's Executive Assistant, did take some very clear, even if they were despicable, photos of me in the height of being humiliated and shamed. “And dear son, you really are exceptional at sucking Darlene's cum filled pussy.” said mother with and obvious air of pride. “And I really loved that we had time for you to suck our twats too. You're such a sweet son. Now you know we both will want you to give us more of that wonderful head that you're giving out on your job.” she said reflecting on my going down and her and Darlene's mom at the ceremony, after the Magistrate had finished fucking Darlene. Darlene prided me on being a “Mother sucker”. “And my dear husband, these are such great shots of you handling and cleaning your boss's dicks and balls, both with your mouth and later with the wash rag. There were pictures of me doing the same things for the Magistrate's genitals also “Yes Donald, you look so comfortable doing that for them.” added mother. “And your boss, Mr. Foster really was such a nice man.” she added. “Yes he was. And it was so nice of him to arrange the ceremony as well as give your new bride a great memorable fucking that she can include in her memoirs of the ceremony.” injected Darlene's mom. “Yes mother, he's quite a man, and he's done so much to get our marriage off the ground. He's got me in the GBI Escorts Wives Group and got Donald the great job he has now as the GBI Division Company Cuckold and the manager of E-Loads Processing. He's really great. He's promised to help us even more as we think about starting a family, which will mean we'll probably need more money and a house.” Darlene said dreamily. I decided that maybe this was a good time to see if the group was possibly amenable to letting me out of this cock lock I had been wearing for the last 10 years. I was amazed at the sharp rebuke I got back from all three at the mere suggestion of me not having my genitals under their control. For now, all three – Darlene, her mom, and my mom – had their own pass worded electronic controllers/remotes to the device I wore. For some reason, I felt like the civil ceremony had been more like an event for transferring me – like I was property – from one female to another. =====CHAPTER 13: THE GBI TATTOO===== Darlene came up to see me in my office, while she was in the building one day in preparation to travel with Mike Foster on a business trip. She wanted me to see the bold, colorful tattoo on her left ass cheek which certified she was a bona fide GB Industries escort wife, aka GBI company whore. She was very proud of it. “Donald, this is wonderful opportunity for us. The terms and conditions of their offers are wonderful. Where else can either of us make such good money for doing what we both do so well? You know I just love to fuck lots of different men. And you're such a great pussy sucker... And a very good cocksucker too – which you'll have to thank daddy for by the way. So we are living the dream, right?” “SIGH! O-Oh Darlene. I-I guess you could say so. I-I guess I-I can handle mouth cleaning sloppy cum filled and well fucked cunts... A-And sucking d-dicks too. B-But Darlene, I-I just can't let them f-fuck me, it-it's got to....” Darlene stopped me and told me to stop whining. But then began to console me by telling me it wasn't going to be that bad having a guy fuck my ass. “It-It's just the principle of-of the matter Darlene. I-I know Foster has said he's threatened to black ball me, a-and even have m-me arrested on fake embezzlement charges, b-but surely h-he wouldn't do that.” “Yes he will Donald. He's a powerful man and not to be toyed with, especially by a pantywaist like you. You know how big GB Industries is. If they say you're no good, you'll have to go a long way to recover your career, if at all. And if you go to jail... well darling, let’s not even go there. There's simply no need to talk of such unpleasantness. And because you love me... and I know you don't want to bring any shame or embarrassment to your mom. I just know you'll do what's expected of you. Honey, please put such thoughts out of your mind. Okay, sweetie?” “SIGH! O-Okay Darlene. I-I'll do what's expected of me.” “Good boy! And remember Donald darling, the company doctor will be there for you and has prescribed a wonderful program that reduces almost any chances of injury while giving you a nice ass pussy that will bring delight and enjoyment to horny managers and their big dicks.” My wife said with a bright smile. =====CHAPTER 14: MS. FERGUSON & MY PERFORMANCE EVALUATION The two large brawny men easily subdued me and had me securely bound to what appeared as a whipping horse. That was the name of the item in the soundproof room that Mr. Foster told me that Ms. Ferguson would explain to me. My legs and arms were securely fastened to the unit. My back was very securely held down by what appeared to be a large wide Velcro type fastener that wrapped over me as I bound face down on the bed of the table. I was pretty much immobile. My naked and totally exposed naked ass cheeks were slightly elevated and a perfect target for her lashes. I begged and pleaded over and over. It only seemed to get her more in the mood to do what she had come there to do. It didn't seem as if there was going to be any mercy for me. “Oh Ms. Ferguson! P-Please! P-Please don't whip me w-with that knotted whip! P-Please d-don't. I-I'll do whatever you want. I-I won't disobey anybody. P-Please I-I don't have any fight left in me. P-Please ma'am.” “Donald, just think of this little performance evaluation review as a lesson in preventive punishment. It will be just a sample of what you'll get if you don't perform your job well for those that come for your services. “Oh ma'am y-you d-don't have to worry! I-I'll do what I-I'm told to do. P-Please Ms. Ferguson! Please don't whip me. I-I'll do as I-I'm suppose too.” “Now that's quite amazing, why some of the managers indicated that you expressed some reluctance to have intercourse with them even after the company physician has certified you can handle their large cocks comfortably. They said that you either tried to give them blow jobs or claimed their dicks were too big for you. “And Donald, you were doing so well earlier when you first started taking dicks in your ass-pussy. Many of the managers have raved about what a good fuck you are. I can't believe you don't want to be an equal opportunity sissy slut to all our managers. They need to fuck your ass cunt for their sexual relief and to rid them of their daily office stress.” “O-Oh please, I-I'm sorry if-if I seemed that way. It-It won't h-happen again. I-I'll do better. I-I'll do as I-I'm old. P-P-Please ma'am, please! I-I can't stand pain! P-Please I-I'll obey.” “That I know you will Donald. And by the way, I understand you were a bit upset being called Donna or having that on your name plate as your nick name? Imagine a cute little dick sissy like you not wanting to be called such a pretty name as Donna by big handsome horny men.” “I-I'm sorry. I-I don't mind, p-please! Y-Y-Yes! T-They c-can call me Donna, I... SOB!... I-I don't ...SOB!... mind!” “So now you're becoming a cry baby. Well then, I better give you something to cry about.” “WHAP!” The impact of the thick leather English tawse strap really made a loud noise as she lashed me. “OUCH!” I instantly felt the pain and cried out in response. “WHAP!” The next one hit so much quicker than I was expecting it. I bellowed out immediately and winced from the immediate pain that followed. This repeated cadence of the thick leather tawse hitting me and my crying out became almost rhythmic. Between that, I continued to plead amid my extensive sobbing. “OH PLEASE! ... SOB!... NOT SO ... SOB!... HARD! P-PLEASE MS. FERGUSON! ... SOB!... IT-IT WON'T ... SOB!...HAPPEN AGAIN! ... SOB!... I-I'LL DO A ... SOB!... GOOD JOB. ... SOB!... I-I'LL ENCOURAGE ... SOB!...T-THEM ALL TO ... SOB!...FUCK ME.” After about 3 minutes, even thought it seemed like an eternity, she finally stopped. I could hear her labored breathing. She was really getting her exercise from beating me. My ass felt like it was on fire. I was literally cried out. “Now Donald... GASP! ... Are we together on this?” “Y-YES ... SOB!...MA'AM. I-I ... SOB!...WON'T FORGET... SOB!... I-I'M COMPANY ASS... SOB! ...W-WHATEVER ... SOB!...THE DOCTOR SAYS ... SOB!...G-GOES! ... SOB!...I-I'LL G-GIVE M-MYSELF... SOB!... FREELY.” =====CHAPTER 15: DAY IN THE LIFE AT WORK===== “SLURP! SLURP! SLURP!” “OOOOHHH YESSSSSS! Suck my dick you little pussy mouth twinkie!” moaned Mr. Michaels, who was one of the managers that came regularly to use my mouth as a fleshy wet hole to ejaculate his copious loads of pent up hot sperm. He was one of those that dictated how I should suck him. He always demanded I make loud sloppy sucking sounds when mouthing his big cock. Despite the disparaging and derogatory verbal abuse he always dumps on me, I have to admit that I can't help but admire his handsome dick with its perfectly shaped taut bulbous head and thick shaft. His rigid robust rod of well over 7 and a half inches of stout hot hard meat does fit well in my mouth and I have deep throated his dick often, taking every bit of it right up to my lips being pressed to his dense pubic hairs, as he shoots off directly into my gullet. But he also likes to see me with my mouth full of his cum before I swallow it. This time, he chose not to deep throat me, but to let me taste his thick gooey load and to continue to deride me as to what a nasty little pussy slut pantywaist cuckold I was, as I slowly and softly continued to suckle and milk his much softened penis. As he often does, he pulled it out of me abruptly without warning when he was tired of my suckling him. “Y-Yes sir, you're right Mr. Michaels. T-Thank you sir for using me and honoring me by ejaculating your jism in me.” I responded softly as soon as I could talk. I had spoken such words so often I now wondered did I really mean them. His dick was the fourteenth horny dick I had sucked off today. I didn't count two other managers had fucked my ass-cunt, but chose to ejaculate their abundant and hot creamy loads in my mouth. I had been on my new job for 4 months as of today, and been fucked in my mouth and ass cunt many, many times. And I've sucked clean so many, many pussies clean of thick deep slimy deposits. I wonder if anybody works on Wednesdays, as that seems to be my busiest day for sucking down cum from dicks and cum filled, well fucked messy cunts. There is still one problem I seem to have that I can't quite get myself in control of. And that is restraining myself from coming in my shorts occasionally when I'm sucking a very messy gloppy sloppy slimy hairy pussy. It has also happened when I've sucked a few really horny dicks with blood gorged shiny dick heads, but I tend to lose my load much quicker and more often when sucking a messy frothy snatch. There is something about having my head and face trapped in a hairy hot crotch that's being pushed up against my face and with my tongue deep in a fleshy oozing slit where a better man with a much bigger dick has shot his thick gooey lumpy load. “RING! RING!” The phone broke my thoughts. “Hello, this is Donald of GB Industries Accounting Division Cuckold and E-Loads Processing Manager.” I said using the formal greeting I was required to say to all callers. “Very good Donald, this is Ms. Ferguson. Your phone greeting sounds much more crisp, natural, professional, and sincere these days. Just the way you should sound in your job.” “Y-Yes ma'am. T-Thank you ma'am. I-I've tried hard to do w-what's expected of me.” “Yes you have Donald and your progress has been commendable. I hope you have a better opinion about your responsibilities in managing the E-Loads Receiving Office now and how critical it is for the smooth functioning of the organization. I see from your last monthly report, your co-workers have really given your office a lot of outpouring. Why it looks like they gave you a little over 3 quarts of cum to drink straight from their dicks. Another estimated quart of jism and pussy juice to eat, and you were shagged 80 times last month. A very impressive report. You should be proud of yourself.” “Y-Yes ma'am. I-I am, t-thank you.” “I will be making this report available to Mr. Foster and I'm sure he'll be pleased at how well you've acclimated and grown in your responsibilities.” “T-Thank you Ms. Ferguson.” “And on a personal note Donald, I have to congratulate you for finally seeing how important it is for you to be responsive to the needs of the group and being a team player. Mr. Foster looked hard for someone who was as natural as you were to be a cuckold and pussy boy for use by our very masculine managers and their sexy female staff. The men really get a boost to their egos from using you, which in turn helps them in improving the performance of the company. “And Donald, or are you finally okay with being called Donna?” “N-No ma'am Donna is fine. I-I answer to-to both now.” “Good boy. It's so sweet to see that you understand that being a sissy cock taker is not that awful. And Donna, your wife has told me that she is so pleased that you have become so accepting to having intercourse with men and being treated as a woman by them. And she says you have always had a thing for the taste of jism, but that it has really blossomed as of late. She speaks with so much pride that you still come in your shorts often when you're sucking a real man's slimy cum from her sloppy used pussy. “She loves you so much for the great cuckold husband you are to her. And Oh, I'm so sorry, she did tell me that you wear panties now at the request of Mr. Foster. Is that correct?” “Y-Yes ma'am, I-I wear panties a-and a camisole all t-time now as m-my regular underwear. T-The managers r-really love f-feeling me up through the soft s-silky and lacy material. T-They tell me it makes their cocks stiffer.” “And you like all their dicks being really hard too, don't you?” “Y-Yes ma'am.” “Good sissy. You're become a very good sissy cuckold.” Ms. Ferguson also complimented me on the wonderful company whore my wife Darlene has become and how well she has performed when called upon to put out for strange clients and customers as well as the managers in all the GB Industries Divisions. ===EPILOGUE: TWENTY YEARS LATER=== Over the years, besides having sucked dicks, and cum filled cunts, thousands of times and having swallowed many, many gallons of jism, I have become well established as a company cuckold and manager of E-Loads Processing. The Division has grown by 20% and added 12 new managers and many more female staff that qualify for the services I provide to the senior staff. However, I'm still the only one managing the Company Cuckold Office for E-Loads. I'm really kept super busy doing all the cock and cunt sucking, and being a sissy cunt for horny dicks, and whatever else is demanded of me along those lines. But Mike Foster is still satisfied at how well I'm performing and has no plans to get me any additional help. I really could use another person to help out with couples who come to the office to fuck and desire someone under their coupled genitals to facilitate their pleasure by licking them as they have coitus. Mr. Foster has let my wife come in and help out when things get really busy. Darlene is eager to help out when GBI doesn't have her on assignment. And in reality, we've spent much quality time together providing sex services to the horny managers and staff. Besides just adoring sucking cocks and getting fucked, my wife has even found it enjoyable sucking out cum filled pussies too. For the last few years, the four GBI Division Cuckold E-Load managers have formed an unofficial social club. We meet every so often for drinks and for professional information exchange. We group of four have become quite close as you would suspect, being in this unique profession. Over the years, we've learned that other prominent companies have also created company cuckold positions. There is even a national association which we four have joined. It is the National Association of Company Cuckold Cum Suckers. The association has a monthly newsletter. It's named “The Sucker”. We four GBI Division Company Cuckolds all have large families, thanks to the managers we work for. For like myself, none of the other E-Load managers are the biological fathers of any of their children, even though all the children carry their last names. The company has required all of us to sign legally binding documents saying all children born into our marriages are legally ours, irrespective of biological paternity. I only have 8 kids – and I'm hoping GBI doesn't have any plans for us to have more - but another GBI Division Company Cuckold has an even dozen kids. All sired by his various Division managers and his lovely wife. There are 4 sets of twins in his brood. In fact my boss, Mike Foster got Darlene pregnant within 2 months after the civil wedding ceremony we had. Months later, when she walked down the aisle at our formal wedding ceremony she was almost 6 months pregnant and wore a maternity wedding gown. That was what he meant about helping us with starting our family. He was also the best man at our formal wedding too. The other Company Cuckolds have the same or very similar stories. Mike Foster is still the Chief Executive Manager in my GBI Division and he requires me to display clear and professional photos of his son on my desk - the result of his inseminating my wife Darlene. It's also required that I have photos all my other children produced as a result of Darlene having sex with other managers in my Division. He requires me to put the first names of all "my kids" on the photos. You see, all of the children carry the exact, or very close derivatives of the Christian names of their real fathers. They all carry my last name and are considered legally mine, even though the managers, including Mike Foster are always asking about “their” son or daughter when they ask me about my children. All of us GBI Company Cuckold E-Load managers have comfortably settled into and established ourselves as experts in our respective company jobs. I can say without exception that we all have come to understand and accepted our subjugated roles that fate has destined us for. ###END OF PART 2### Like this story? Let me know: ccwriter@hotmail.com