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 TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE

   Copyright (C) APR 2011 By C.D.E.  ALL Rights Reserved

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   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, Impreg, FemDom, Lite 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: CDE-2010-8C: Phantomville Vol.  10: Wife Protection Ordinance
Part 3
Author: C.D.E.
PREFACE: This is a story - more like an autobiography - of an anonymous
husband whose fate it seems, has doomed him to be forever a cuckold and
hopelessly subjected to the control of his voluptuous but assertive wife,
as well as his dominant mother and mother-in-law.  And with him also a
resident of the city of Phantomville, there is no telling what he can look
forward to in a city that is known for its variety of unique experiences,
especially for cuckolds.

   CONTINUATION OF THE INTERESTING EXPERIENCES OF AN ANONYMOUS CUCKOLD:
==================================PART 3 ===========

   CHAPTER 8: PASSING MY WIFE'S TEST OF TRUE LOVE

   If you recall readers, I previously said that my wife always said
nothing about, and never volunteered, any information about the messy state
of her obviously used, well fucked snatch, when she straddled and plopped
her wet drippy pussy on my face for attention - that is, after coming in
from her many dates with her many different men friends, over the years of
our marriage.

   It was also the same way when her abdomen started to swell.  Generally,
she would tell me, after her bulge was pronounced - it was obvious she was
pregnant.  And then she would give me a warm passionate kiss and
congratulate me on becoming a "daddy" once more.

   The second time she made this announcement to me, it was a wee bit less
anguish for me, but basically she was letting me know that of her great
emotional love for me, that love didn't include letting me make babies with
her, only to help her raise and provide for them.

   I had always wondered why she and her folks wanted me to sign that
prenuptial agreement stating that all children born of our marriage would
legally be considered sired by me.  Oh well that's life.  I chucked it up
to experience and that I was once again taken for a ride that I didn't
count on.

   The first time my wife came to me and placed her hand on her swollen
tummy, while congratulating me, I was of course emotionally hurt, but
suffered in silence.

   As was usual for me, I went along with my cunning wife's program, but
kept my mouth shut and didn't say what was really on my mind.  Love makes
one do the strangest things.  Well, that and having a controlling mom, who
I know wouldn't let me leave my wife anyway.

   Plus, my wife had told me many times too, that I shouldn't ever think of
leaving her, because no matter where I ran off to, she would find me and
get me back.  To have such a beautiful woman tell poor nerdy me something
like that, in such strong words, I couldn't help but feel special.  But to
some extent, I felt terrorized and even held captive to her.  If you
remember, she'd threaten to beat me if I thought of leaving her.

   However, for the love that my wife was offering me, there was a price to
pay.  And there's no doubt I've been paying my dues every since falling
heads over heels in love with her.  To make matters worse, I knew I loved
her too much to leave her, despite the rather appalling manner in which
she's treated me each and every year of our marriage.

   I had come to the conclusion that my hoping for her to change some day,
was more of a pipe dream and also represented a masochistic streak in me
that apparently ran deep.  Having said all that, I do have to say I can't
help but admire my wife's intellect as well as her good looks, and warm
personality - which she can turn on and off.  And notwithstanding my abject
treatment at her hands, I came to the conclusion, I would miss being a part
of her life.  I guess it's my fate to accept and persevere in experiencing
the type of true loves she deems I'm worthy of receiving.  And apparently,
she is not alone, since she gets full support and encouragement from my mom
and her family.

   Every since we have been officially engaged, mother reminded me, or it's
better to say warned me, to come talk to her before accusing my fiancée,
and now my wife, of doing something that might be perceived as an
inappropriate action in our relationship.

   Through many talks, mother was able to convince me that my promiscuous,
and really slutty, wife, had not really done anything really improper by
dating or having wanton sex with other men before and in our marriage.

   I just knew mother would agree with me that my new bride had crossed the
line of impropriety when she came to me pregnant that first time.

   I knew mother really liked my new bride, and it seemed that my wife,
just as before we were married, could do no wrong in mother's eyes.

   Despite my utter and abject humiliation at the hands of my new bride,
because of my deep feelings for her and her beauty, I did as mother desired
of me.  That is, not to be selfish.

   "Dear son, as I've told you before, true love is the unselfish
expression of adoration of one person for another.  If you love her as you
say, and see her as the dream girl you've always desired, then you'll
accept her as she is.  Sure, she likes to sleep around, and now has even
brought you more than just some other man's cum home in her pussy for you
to suck out.  But you should see this as her just giving you another
opportunity to further show her that your love is indeed unselfish and that
your pride is not as important as being there for her, no matter that she
desires you two to raise another man's baby as yours."

   Mother had convinced me to not see it as all that embarrassing to be the
daddy of the baby, even if the baby looked nothing like me in the least -
which was the case.  I went through so much embarrassment because of that
too, but it was not in me to not love 'our' child any less and became very
fond our new family addition.

   When my wife presented me with her second pregnancy, which I knew
couldn't be mine either, I again went to mother for her sage advice.  This
second time she was empathetic, but not as warm and compassionate as the
first time.

   "Dear, you must see this as just another chance to be the good husband
you have shown her and her family you can be." I walked away from her that
time with the implied message that I should stop my whining and be a good
husband as my wife expected of me.



   "And son, I don't want to hear from her you are not showing her any less
affection than with her first pregnancy, especially you kissing her swollen
belly every day." I softly and meekly assured mother that I would perform
the morning ritual that my wife had started me doing with her first
pregnancy.

   Well with that bit of past background from our marital history, I want
you readers to know that recently, after all these 15 years, she finally,
and without any warning to me, volunteered to talk about those subject that
she really has never been open about to me - namely her having sex with
other men and her being inseminated with our kids.

   That was quite a shock to me in itself, but where she chose to do it
also stunned me.

   We were having a family type breakfast at our house - which I'd cooked.
It was only her, me, my aunt, and my wife's parents .  The kids had spent
the night at my mother's house and we were not to pick them up until later
in the day.

   It was out of the blue that my wife spoke out.

   "I'm so delighted that you all are here, especially you mom and dad. 
And even though my husband's mom can't be here at this moment, I consider
you an equal stand in." Said my wife as she looked directly at my aunt.  My
aunt whispered a 'Thank You" and nodded her head smiling.

   My wife continued.

   " I want you all to be a witness to me letting my sweet adorable husband
know how much I love and appreciate him.  And that I'm very proud to let
him know he has passed my test of love over all these years, with a very
high score.  An A plus in fact."

   Naturally, I was pleased to hear my wife's accolades for me and I'm sure
I might've even blushed at her surprising announcement.  However, what she
said next was directed at me and I thought should've been reserved to a
private conversation, just between she and I.

   "Darling, I knew you were the right husband for me after I got to know
you, and especially so after meeting your family.  You were so fortunate to
have such a wonderful mom, who raised you just to be the type of husband I
needed." My wife said with a beaming smile.

   She went on to tell me how we were so compatible.  Her being outgoing,
and me unpretentious and an introvert.  She stressed that while she has a
weakness for sex with handsome "pussy hounds" she knew she would not be
happy having a husband who was a so called "real man", but rather she
needed a husband like me, who really cared more for her as a person, more
than just a beautiful body and a juicy cunt.

   "Darling, I tested you in what some may say was a very horrible way, but
actually, it was just right, and, really what you needed.  I'm proud that
because of me, you were transformed from being a shy, nice sweet mama's
boy, into a confident, cocksucking, cunt eating, dick taking, cum sucking
cuckold, and of course the sweetest husband a wife could have.  Not only
are you a model husband, but when you have misbehaved, you take your
punishment so well too."

   I squirmed when she mentioned that word - 'punishment'.  For I have been
concerned all throughout our marriage that she seemed to get too much
pleasure out of putting me on that whipping stand of hers, for the
slightest infraction of her rules.

   My wife continued expressing her accolades for me.

   "You just don't know how happy all this makes me.  And you said nothing,
night after night as I fed you the ejaculate of better endowed men.  I knew
when you eventually discovered what you were eating when I came in from my
dates and insisted on riding your face.  Yet, even after knowing I'd been
fucked by better men, you said nothing, but did the right thing and put
your mouth to better use than questioning or confronting me.

   "You just don't know how joyous it is to me to know I can come home
after being thoroughly fucked, with a dripping, sloppy, used pussy, and
have you suck my draining jism soaked twat and not hear you say a word
about my behavior, but have you submissively do your duty and drink down
the fuck juices of bigger dick men.

   " And even when you really need some bad, and your little boner is
throbbing and aching for relief, you don't mind beating your meat while I
watch, that is if I'm in the mood to unlock your little electronic cock
collar.  I felt pity for you many nights when I wasn't in the mood, and you
had to go to sleep with blue balls and your prick all hard and straining,
but could do nothing but suffer, after giving me such a suck satisfying eat
out.  But as you know you should, you didn't say a thing, but accepted it
all as a good husband like you, should do.

   "And honey, when I do let you put it in on your birthday, you obediently
put on your little rubber as you have done since we were married, and have
yet to come in my pussy without wearing it, even after 15 years.  I'm also
really so proud to say that every man that has fucked me, except you, has
ejaculated in my juicy pussy, flesh to flesh.  Why when I deny you from
putting it in without your rubber even when I'm already inseminated, you
take it in stride without confrontation or causing a fuss.  These are
exemplary illustrations of your boosting my kink and proving to me that
your love for me, far outweighs your self-esteem.  Thank you so much
darling, that means so much to me.

   "And another thing my dear husband, I know I get almost as much pleasure
from seeing you jack off - since that's how you routinely get off in our
marriage.  It's so much fun seeing you handle yourself and shooting your
stuff all over your hand, because I've denied giving you what I've been
giving my other men all night.  Honey, It takes an unselfish and courageous
husband to put up with and accept all that.  It's another reason why I love
you so darling and would never let you leave me.  I love you so much more
and deeper, than I ever could the real men that I date and get fucked by."

   "Here!  Here!  Three cheers for you and a toast to the best son-in-law
we could have for our little girl!" Shouted my father-in-law as he held up
his coffee cup.  My wife, her mother, and my aunt quickly toasted, as they
all looked at me standing by with the coffee pot in my hand and, of course,
wearing my pinafore apron, that had become a sort of trademark for me when
in the kitchen.

   I was still even more stunned at the candor of my wife's words and stood
there looking at the group in wonderment as all eyes were focused on me. 
Eventually, not knowing what else to do, and knowing that all present knew
and accepted me for all my wife said I was, I hung my head, as I sheepishly
acknowledged my wife with a whispered "Thanks."

   I know many would see her expressions of admiration as a very left
handed praise or even a very condescending put down.  However, as in our
marriage, I have come to see things from my wife's perspective.  And in her
eyes, it was indeed a highly flattering set of accolades of me meeting her
expectations as a good husband.

   "And I have to add to that my dear daughter, you are to be congratulated
for bringing us the perfect son-in-law too." Spoke my father-in-law.  "I
never expected to have such a sweet cocksucking pantywaist pussy boy as a
son-in-law, but I'm so glad you're part of the family son.  " He said
unashamedly directing his rather lewd comments to me.  Again, I'd come to
realize over the years, in his eyes he was being very complimentary and
that he didn't see it as really casting serious derogatory dispersions on
me either.

   "You have made your mother and me so proud of you dear.  We never
thought you'd achieved what you have now.  Just look at all you've
accomplished.  You have a beautiful wife and all those nice looking
children.  And your mother and I always rave about the courage and strength
you've exhibited throughout your marriage by showing scores of real men,
that you were not too good, or to proud to stand up to them, by going down
on them and getting their respect with your mouth, or bending over to let
them further respect you by pushing their big hard dicks in your
ass-pussy." My aunt added.

   The sincerity of her praise and the fact that it was clear that she
believed what she spoke, caused me to take a seat.

   "Yes, you two were made for each other." Interjected my mother-in-law as
she sipped her coffee and gazed at me.  "You both have so much in common.
For one thing, you both seem to get along well with big dicks and spurting
jism.  And sweetie boy, not only do I appreciate the many wonderful times
you've sucked my messy pussy clean for me, but also greatly appreciate you
being there to take some of the pressure off me and pussy, by helping me
with my always horny husband.  He just raves about your blow jobs and the
way you take him up your cute ass-cunt."

   After some more chatter about my attributes as a great husband for my
wife, my wife made another startling revelation that further excited the
group.  But for me, I felt like I'd been hit by lightning once more.

   "Congratulations again my boy.  Let's have another toast for the new
mommy and daddy to be." Shouted my wife's dad as responded to the news that
my wife indicated she was in a family way again.

   Again, I knew I was not the real father, as did everyone else in the
room, but who congratulated me anyway, which I and they knew, was only a
means to further humiliate me.  My wife decided to add her own personal
touch of humiliation as she called me over and lifted her top to expose her
bare tummy, which had the slightest bump.

   "C'mon sweetie and show everyone how you like to kiss my tummy everyday
I'm preggy."

   Sheepishly, and submissively, I bent over and kissed my wife's exposed
midsection, which I knew was carrying a baby put there by another man.  My
shame was great, as this act was literally a public endorsement by me, her
husband, of my wife's wanton slutty ways and my willing acceptance of
raising other men's babies as my own.



   I could feel everyone's eyes on me and as I raised my head.  All had
smirking smiles, which told me they all were enjoying my plight of being
utterly and totally shamed by my wife in such a quaint, and fully assertive
manner.

   As I tried to absorb all that had been revealed to me this day.  I
didn't know what to think.  However, I was pleased that I had handily
passed my wife's 15 years of testing me.  That was some small comfort to
me. Yet, I still didn't know why she waited until now to make such a grand
announcement of her satisfaction with me, or the upcoming 7th addition to
our family - which I hoped would be our last.

   After everyone departed, my wife and I had another cup of coffee as we
discussed our growing family and the addition in her womb.

   CHAPTER 9: MY WIFE AND I TALK

   "D-Dear, I-I sort of wished that you and I were alone when you d-decided
to have t-that open t-talk.  Y-You know I-I love you dearly a-and h-have
learn to a-accept doing what you a-and your family d-desire me to do t-to
make y-you happy a-and them s-satisfied with me.  Y-You know, t-to prove
I-I'm worthy to be your husband."

   "Oh honey, don't sound so upset because of me praising you for just how
good a husband you are.  After all, it isn't every wife that has a husband
doesn't mind doing so many sweet things to please his wife's kinks.  And it
shows your courage and strength to do the things you have done to show your
worth and love to me and my family.

   "It takes a very strong husband to suck other men's semen from his
wife's cunt all these years as well as to suck the dicks of the same men
that have impregnated me all these times.  And yet you accept it all
passively and without any real fuss.  And I must really praise you for
being a surrogate cunt for my men when I'm all swollen up and can't put out
for them.  I really adore seeing you letting them fuck your cunt mouth and
ass cunt simultaneously.  That really shows dedication and devotion to your
wife.  That's another reason why I love you so darling."

   "O-Oh dear, y-you know b-by now I-I don't mind b-being a cocksucker for
you o-or l-letting your men friends, o-or your dad and his friends shag me
if t-that's the way t-they want to get off in me.  Anyway, I-I know y-you
expect me to s-submit to them, s-so I-I do as t-they desire of me.  Y-You
know I-I always want to please you a-and keep on the g-good side of y-your
folks."

   "And I appreciate it sweetie.  It means so much to me to know you take
those big dicks in your mouth and ass for me and let them fill you with
their pent up hot thick slimy sperm.  And incidentally, everyone of them
tells me they really enjoy fucking you too - in both your holes.  And like
you've told me before, they all are heavy cummers and they really like how
skilled you've become when they deep throat you honey, and how delightfully
you swallow all their creamy hot spunk without gagging or choking."

   "Y-Yes, t-they do shoot off a lot.  I-I guess I-I've always b-been awed
at how much they ejaculate, e-even from the time I-I started sucking
t-their full loads from your pussy."

   "Yes, honey, you have eaten a lot of my men's cum from my snatch haven't
you?  I guess we could say you've been cum fed all these years, can't we?
He!  He!"

   I said nothing, but became red faced at my wife's efforts at making
light of my being a cum sucker all these years.

   "You look so sweet and innocent darling when you're blush like that.  I
remember you looking that way when you couldn't lie about liking me
mounting your face and having you eat out my well fucked overflowing
dripping pussy.  I just love feeding you my draining cunt."

   "Y-Yes I-I know.  " I replied meekly as I thought about all the thick
slimy curds I've sucked from my wife's very wet and messy cunt before and
in our marriage.  She's known for a long time I became hooked on the
combination of her many studs' slimy jism mixed with the taste of her warm
soft pussy meat and juice.

   "You know darling, we are so well matched.  I get so much pleasure and
enjoyment from humiliating, ridiculing and making you sexually suffer, not
to mention stripping away your manly dignity.  Especially by insisting you
do little things for me that no real man would even think of doing.  It's
the only way I can love you.

   "And you return my love so sweetly by adjusting, adapting and accepting
whatever I demand of you darling.  A wife couldn't ask more of a husband."

   "I-I really try hard to please you dear." I answered softly.

   "Yes you do honey, and that means so very much to me.  I know many would
say you're a masochist, a faggot and my slave husband to do all the things
I have required of you to prove your love for me.  But as you've been
taught, you don't have to be a masochist to think and act like one.  And
the same analogy holds true for playing the role of a faggot, because you
know my family and I both like seeing you with dicks in your mouth and up
your bottom."

   As we continued to talk she next brought up and praised me for the
stamina I had in staying sexually abstinent for her.

   "SIGH!  Y-You know it really bothers me to suffer by having my prick and
balls locked up all the time a-and only b-being allowed to get o-off when
you h-have time for me t-to jack off for you.  B-But like you told me,
if-if I truly love you, the pain and welts are true symbols of love."

   "Yes they are Honey.  I just adore lashing your bare ass.  You just
don't know how much it thrills me to whip you and leave you all bruise and
blistered.  That really shows your love for me to let me do that."

   "Y-Yes, I-I do love you dear, a-and y-your mom a-and dad were p-pleased
and impressed t-that I I-I'm tough e-enough to take all your beatings a-as
well as I-I do."

   "They are darling, and very, very proud for you being their son-in-law
too." My wife said in a warm tone as she changed the subject back to our
growing family.

   "You know honey, I'm torn between Claude or Paul if a boy, and Claudia
or Paula if a girl.  What do you think?"

   Her revealing that bit of information to me immediately let me know that
she didn't know if the baby was sired by either Paul or Claude - two of her
newest regular studs who have visited and taken her out several times over
the last few weeks.

   To make matters worse for me, I remember sucking both their big dicks
under the PWPO - several times.

   As I sat there with my beautiful wife, who was once again pregnant by
another man, I mentally sighed in wonderment about my state of affairs.

   After my wife basically brought out into the open all those things that
she had chosen not to discuss before, but openly practiced, our marriage
was basically now operating as if under a new world order - my way of
putting it.

   Within a few days of her revelations, not only has she invited her men
friends to openly pick her up at our house for dates, but also brazen
enough to invite them in to share our bed - with me in it.

   I am being coerced to endure even more abject humiliations as a husband,
as she and her very well hung men friends use me mercilessly as their
sexual assistant.  It's the only way I can put it.  Each time I started to
leave and go to the guest room or out to sleep on a couch, my wife would
not hear of that, and ordered me back.

   As I've implied or said so outright, it's very difficult to not obey a
wife if she has control over your balls and cock, as well as punishes you
the way she does me if I seem uncooperative with her wishes.  Therefore, I
did as I was told, while under the smug cruel smile of my wife's lover or
lovers - sometimes there were more than one stud with us in our bed.

   It was very common for me to have my head near or under their coupled
genitals, all the while using my mouth and lips and tongue to enhance their
coital pleasure as I licked large hairy balls, cock, and wet drippy pussy
all at once.

   Readers, as should be obvious to you by now, I'm no stranger to hard
throbbing dicks - after having had so many in both my mouth and ass - or
mouthing a oozing slimy frothy messy well fucked pussy.  The difference now
was that I was experiencing them together, where before I usually had to
only address or attend to them separately.

   Having been on the business end of so many dicks over the years of our
marriage, I of course learned to have a healthy respect for the their
owners and even came to have a great admirations for manly dicks and the
volume of sperm so forcefully ejaculated in me.

   However, I have to say that despite the utter humiliating position I was
in, I gained an even greater appreciation of how inferior I was, compared
to my wife's studs and their enormous robust stout tools after seeing them
in operation, and so close up at that.

   Not only was I awed by the sexual prowess of her studs, but I also by my
wife's ability to accommodate their big dicks with her many gyrations and
humping motions.  I was not sure of what to think of my admiring how well
my wife fucked other men - literally in my face.



   I'd concluded a long time ago, that I truly was a prisoner of love, and
under the dominance and complete control of the one I loved.  And while I
had continued to persevere and be the husband my wife wanted me to be - and
apparently my mother and my in-laws too - it seemed that my continually
waiting for something to happen which would make me a more equal partner in
this marriage, was more than likely, never to be.

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