================================================================ C D E' S S T O R Y A R C H I V E All stories in this archive are the property of the author. They may be downloaded and read by private citizens. They are not to be used by commercial web sites. Persons using this material on commercial sites will be *vigorously* pursued by the hounds from hell, or my legal team, whichever is deemed necessary. (These stories were written for *adult* entertainment and should not be accessed by children, or childish people masquerading as adults. ================================================================ TITLE: FAMILY BONDING - PART 4 (M+/F, MF, MM, Incest, Impreg, FemDom, MDom) TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE Copyright c July 2000 By C.D.E. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form 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:(M+/F, MF, Inter, MM, FemDom, Incest, 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 AUTHOR'S NOTE OF THANKS: Many thanks to "Cummytoes" for his idea and consulting support on portions of this story. Title: Family Bonding Part 4 Author: C.D.E. ABSTRACT: James, naive and virginal, is engaged to Judy, the daughter of the apparently loving, caring, sharing, closely knit Smith family. James begins bonding with his new in-laws during their engagement, and after he eventually marries into the Smith family, he discovers that outward appearances of the Smith Family's image proves deceptive. CAST: Judy Smith-Fiancee/Wife Judy's Mother - Mother Smith James Jackson-Fiance/Husband James's Mother -Mother Jackson James's Aunt- Aunt Jasmine &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& CONTINUED FROM PART 3 CHAPTER 12 EVENTS FROM OUR ENGAGEMENT: In My Own Bedroom "James! Come back here! Aren't you coming up to watch Rod fuck me?" Judy shouted at me as I turned to walk away. She was half way up the flight of stairs, with Rod in tow, as they headed to my bedroom. I froze in my tracks. I couldn't believe my ears. I turned and looked at her as if she was crazy. "J-Judy... Y-You can't mean..." I stammered. "Yes she does! And don't stand there like a knot on a log! What kind of man are you! Go standby your woman!" I heard my aunt shout as her words cut me off. I looked around. I not only saw my aunt standing nearby with hands on her hips and with a pissed expression on her face, but I also saw mother in the distance coming toward me also. In a flash, I knew my humiliation was to increase exponentially and that the sooner I got with the program the better. The last thing I needed was more verbal encouragement from the combination of both my aunt and mother. "I-I'm coming Judy." I said as I began to mount the stairs quickly. My eyes were still watery as I reached the top of the stairs following the pair, who apparently were in heat. I was so browbeat, but with all I'd been through, I just wanted this bout of humiliation to be over as soon as possible. As we three entered my bedroom, Judy, my vivacious fiancee, was quickly undressing as she walked. Rod, her old high school flame, did the same. The large obscene bulge in his trousers was even more pronounced as he began to remove his pants. Judy and Rod undressed without the least bit of shame, while I just stood by dumbfounded at what was occurring before my eyes. The next moment they were passionately kissing by the time they were close to being totally nude. Judy had her hands wrapped around - well actually not all the way around - Rod's jutting enormous tool. Her hands couldn't fit around it. The head was easily larger than a golf ball, pink-ish red and very bloated. It was obvious it was ready to spit seed. By the way Judy kept fondling the long shaft of Rod's penis, which had to be at least 9 inches long, she was apparently anxious to receive his seed also. They were tumbling across my double bed in a foreplay ritual. I was still spellbound as their kissing and nibbling on each other progressed to where Judy had engulfed the swollen head of Rod's jutting pole of stiff meat. The mere sight of the event before me caused me to get an involuntary erection, even though my feelings were hurt severely. However, the sight of her pink colored lips, stretched around his giant cock, and moving wetly up and down his stout shaft was so lascivious. I nevertheless was aroused greatly and wished I was in his place. It was then, I decided it was best for me to leave the two, as it was rather obvious what going to happen next. I made about two steps before I heard my name called. "James! Where are you going? Get back here! Sit down! I bet you were going to run off and leave me all alone while Rod has his way with me. Even if you can't do what he's about to do, the least you could do is have the courage to watch to make sure he does a good job. C'mon over here, I want you closer." Judy's voice was loud and had a sense of urgency. I meekly did as she requested. I felt so silly and mortified. "R-Really Judy, there is l-little I-I can do by being..." I tried to speak, but was cut off. "James, I want you here while we fuck! You'll stay and that's final! Understood?" Her outspoken dictatorial tone surprised me. I was too shocked to speak. I passively nodded my head to indicate I understood. "Good! That's better. Now then, take off your pretty pink apron and undress. You're going to join us. Since you seem to be keen on trying to desert me when I need you to stay, I think I know a way to have you be a part of this and still see to my sexual well being. Now do as I say or do you want to call in your mother and tell her you're not showing respect for me, the woman you soon plan to marry?" I was reluctant to do as she ordered, but her words and stern face let me know she meant business. I knew I had to submit, besides I definitely didn't want mother in on this act. Even though I was quite cowed by her forcefulness, in the back of my mind I was hopeful that because she wanted me to participate, that maybe she might finally want to have mercy and provide me a bit of sexual pleasure, even if it had to be in the presence of her old flame. Even though mentally sad, the thought of some direct sexual pleasure with her kept my spirits high. The idea of a possible blowjob really excited me. After taking my pants and shorts off, I tried to shield my much smaller prick. I was no comparison to the very much longer and thicker one Judy was still fondling and licking as she monitored my undressing progress out of the corner of her eye. "Move your hands, James darling. We should have no secrets here, especially from the man who's going to be helping your fiancee cool her pussy down." I saw a smirking chuckle from Rod. I blushed a deeper red than I already was. Next, Judy had me come closer to the bed. In the process I could no longer hide my little, but erect prick. I was so ashamed because I didn't know which was the more embarrassing, having a smaller member or the fact I was erect seeing the woman I loved making out with another man. "Now that's better, at least you're in the spirit of things." Judy commented upon seeing I was stiff. "Now James darling, I've decided that I want this to be educational for you, since you're a virgin. Therefore, I want to make sure you have a front row seat to see how to properly sex your wife-to-be. Also, you'll be participating too." The `front row seat' Judy wanted for me caused me to jerk upright and almost bolt from the room. But a reminder from her of what lied on the other side of the closed bedroom door, caused me to pause. Rod's intervention also played a part, especially when he became very candid about what he'd do. "Listen wimp! If you don't respect your fiancee and do what she tells you, I'm gonna whip your ass and still make you do it. Now take your choice, you can do what she wants with or without my fists upside your head!" Already scared before he spoke, I broke out in a nervous sweat. I didn't have to think anymore. He was the big brawny type. I didn't stand a chance against him. "W-where do y-you want m-me Judy?" I asked softly as I hung my head swallowing what pride I had. "I knew you'd do the right thing by me. I think you really love me after all." Judy said with a familiar smirk on her face as she held my hand and guided me in position on the bed. As I looked straight up at the ceiling, I awaited for the inevitable. I soon heard she and Rod moving around and positioning themselves. In a moment I had the sight and felt the heat of Judy's lush juicy cunt hovering right above my upturned face. As I rolled my eyes upwards, I could see Rod's jutting batting ram of a dick approaching from the opposite direction as he climbed in position to make contact with my fiancee's awaiting snatch. And there my upward facing head, right in the middle where all the action was soon to be taking place. Judy had positioned herself over me in a head to toe position as I laid on my back. Rod was going to couple with her doggy style. I had assumed before now that my humiliation at the hands of Judy couldn't reach new depths before the wedding, but as before, I was wrong once again. "James it's so nice to know you're so close by watching over me, or maybe I should say under me. Hee Hee". Rod chuckled too. "Mom and Dad would be proud of you. Now be a dear and guide it in for Rod. We both are more than ready for this to start." Disgraced and browbeaten under the ludicrous guise of seeing to her sexual well being, I grasped and passively guided Rod's heated, and enormously stiff cock shaft, with its very swollen dick head, to Judy's obviously wet and well-lubricated twat. He urgently pushed a bit into her juicy sex then withdrew a bit, then pushed again. After doing this a second time, over two thirds of his huge dick was quickly buried deep in Judy's delectable pussy. A pussy I had yet to explore, except with my tongue. My still erect prick pulsed at the sight before me as well as the thought of the denial that's continued to be perpetrated on me for the purpose of insuring I remained a virgin until our wedding day. Another unexpected circumstance I was not counting on, being in the position I was in, was the constant beating my face was going to take from the movement of Rod's big, loosely hanging, hairy, cum laden balls. They bounced and slid and skidded all over my face. When they weren't flopping over my nose and lips and eyes, drops of pussy juice freely rained and dripped on my face and lips and nose, as he pushed and pulled in his fucking motion. I tried to turn my face sideways to protect my eyes, nose, and lips from the lusty rain. However, the confining space between both of their legs and thighs prohibited me from doing so. Also, there was no escaping the heat emanating from the two bodies fucking so hardy, or the pervasive, but erotic musk scented funky smell of the heated odor coming from their joined genitals. Also inescapable was the noisy juicy slurping and sucking sounds created by the piston action of their coupling. I was a prisoner of their fervent lovemaking. This combination of sights, sounds and smells was maddening. It was having an erotic and very arousing effect on my aching straining throbbing prick, which I couldn't reach or touch. I just wanted to touch it so bad. It dawned on me then to ask my fiancee to at least hold it for me, since she could. Her touch would mean so much to me, and my cock too, at that moment. "Judy, please hold it for me. M-My cock is aching so bad." I blurted out pathetically, as I was indeed in need. "Not now darling, I'll beat it off for you later. Right now, just keep your eyes on the education Rod is giving you on how to fuck me." Her words really hurt me as I resigned myself to being in misery, both sexually, physically and emotionally as I suffered the ordeal they were about to put me through. To make matters worse, occasionally, Judy would lower her bottom such that their joined sexes directly scrubbed against my face. That meant Rod's balls stayed in contact with my face more and his wet dick also made direct contact with my lips and nose. It slid across my face as it slid in and out of Judy's very wet and drippy gash. My face was a mess as each contact of his big wet cock left trials of wet pussy juice across my nose, lips and nose. "OOOOOOOHHH! You're soooooooo gooood Rod! Give me all your gooooood dick!" Judy cried out frequently, as she began to moan louder than before. I could only lay where I was and suffer in silence waiting for this abject degrading situation to end. Little did I know that my turn in this position would last almost two hours. In addition, after rod shot his first load of semen, only a few drops dripped on my face before I was told to engage my lips and tongue in a clean up action. His heated jism was very gooey and I retrieved most of it with a few moments of gulping it straight from Judy's messy looking, but still tasty cunt. "OOOOOHHHH JAMES! That's soooooo gooooood! Yes! Suck my pussy! Yeeesssss! Show him you know how to get his good man stuff out of me! You're Sooooo gooooood!" Judy cried in an extended wailing moan. I knew she'd had another orgasm due to my eating efforts. At least I felt good that I'd given her a come, even if not in the same manner as her ex-high school flame. Since I was being forced to do this in such a humiliating manner, I hated I enjoyed the taste of her and especially that I was eating Rod's jism. By the time my lips left her well-sucked and gaping cunt, Rod's dick was fully erect and ready for re-entry. Besides being amazed at his being at the ready so quickly, I just stared in amazement as it lingered over my head. I also wondered what he was waiting for. "Well! What are you waiting for? He said looking down at me from his overhead position. He had a most cruel smirk on his face. After a moment of confusion, it dawned on me what he wanted. I meekly reached up and guided his wet dick to where he hadn't too long ago removed it. The second bout of fucking really caused the juices to fly as Judy's cunt got a bit looser from all the action of Rod's massive fuck ram. Hence, more of her copious pussy juice was seeking out all around it as it plunged and pulled in and out her repeatedly. My face was a mess now. Little did I know it was going to get worse. Soon the dripping juices seem to get more syrupy. It then dawned on me that there probably was some residual cum deep up in her gash that was being whipped up and now being forced out in a frothy fluid. This froth was leaking freely in my mouth and over my face. I had to swallow since I had to breath more and more with my mouth, since I had to hold my nose, as best I could, to keep it from getting clogged. When Rod came the second time, he kept working his dick in and out her and his main load was now getting more frothy and slimier. It was easily leaking out around his stiff meat and dripping off his shaft, right onto my face and into my mouth. I was in a miserable position. But the real sliming was yet to come when he withdrew from Judy's well stretched fuck slot. There was a slight popping noise, and a few moments later a thick stream of well whipped up, frothy, bubbly, cream colored, melded pussy juice and jism just poured out all over my entire face. A good deal went right into my mouth. It was a miracle I didn't choke on the thick hot fuck slime. Rod did feel sympathy and threw me my undershirt to wipe my face, but I was not allowed to get up. You see Judy was ready for me to retrieve the rest of Rod's fuck juices from her cunt. Again, I was able to provide her with another orgasm with my tongue lashing and sucking actions. To make matter even worse for me, at this point in their sexing, Judy had Rod direct me to lick his balls and cock clean just as I had been required to do for her fuck filled snatch. The above scenario was repeated two more times as Rod came a total of four times. He gave my fiancee a very respectable load of his hot creamy jism, each time he busted his nuts deep in her very receptive pussy. The residual outpourings of fuck fluids were even slimier and more viscous than the one before. When Judy sat on my face after Rod's final fuck, I was not only swallowing, but basically eating pussy goo that had the consistency of clam chowder. CHAPTER 13 EVENTS FROM OUR ENGAGEMENT: AFTER ROD LEFT Judy and I were lying back in bed. Her head on my chest and my arm around her shoulder. We were discussing the event that had taken place earlier in this same room, my bedroom. We were both quiet and deep in thought at the moment. My thoughts were on how I couldn't seem to get through to her how humiliating her actions were to me. Judy's thoughts, on the other hand were totally centered on the thrills she got from Rod's dicking efforts and my tonguing action. Needless to say, I was quite frustrated with her since I perceived that she knew what I was trying to say, but was using every trick to thwart me. Rod had left over an hour ago, and Judy decided to spend some time with me rather than leave with him. I was glad I didn't have to look him in the face when he was leaving. You see, before he left, he pressed the head of his softer, but still sizable dick head to my lips and ordered me to milk him. I sought to protest, but he quickly threatened me if I didn't suckle his wet, pussy slime covered dick. To make matters worse, my fiancee chided me to quiet down and do as I was told. Her exact words were: "James, please cooperate and do as the man tells you. After all, it's the least you can do to thank him for the wonderful way he's done his part to please my pussy. Your fiancee's pussy I might add." Her words really hurt. However, considering what I'd already been through, I went ahead and did whatever it took to get this nightmare over with. I did as `the man' told me to do. I was still on my back when this happened. Judy moved so as to observe us. The smile on her face really tormented me. After pulling his well-milked dickhead from my lips, she remounted my face with her heated, well fucked, oozing snatch. As she sat and settled down on my face, they had a very wet and lingering passionate French kiss. Meanwhile my kisser was covered with her very wet, drippy, and very bruised, warm, soft slimy pussy meat. Right after getting off my face after her last and umpteenth orgasm, Judy slumped back in bed to delight in the afterglow of the extensive sexing she'd experienced between Rod's giant dick and my busy tongue. Judy only expressed delightful comments and joy at both Rod's and my role in pleasing her so well. She was still murmuring praises how good a fucking she'd gotten as I told her I was going to clean up the heavy layer of fuck slime that plastered my face and hair. "James, remember, don't touch your prick, I'll take care of that when you come back." She said in a tired, mellow voice. When I returned, Judy was still half-awake, and invited me to join her in bed. "C'mon, let me have your little man so you can get your reward for being a good fiance." She said as she grasped and began to slowly stroke my throbbing erection. Her soft warm hands felt so good on my hot meat. I was still angry with her, but her actions pushed that temporarily out of my mind as she pulled on my hard peter. She pulled my erupting penis and held my ejaculating penis next to her cunt. I spurted all over her pussy bush, which was in a messy state of disarray. "Don't worry dear, you'll soon have a chance to put it in like all the other guys do." I felt delight from the relief she provided me with her soothing hands, but her words quickly threw cold water over me. I was back into reality. "I'm violating our pre-nup agreement by letting you spurt your jism on my pussy, but since we're so close to being married and since you were so sweet to let Rod and I use your bed to fuck, I thought it would be a nice treat to let you do that. But, you know that you'll have to suck it off my muff... remember the pre-nup agreement?" I was about to protest, but was so frustrated at the whole scene. I capitulated and moved into position between her shapely legs and lapped my own spent semen from around her moist, very warm, gaping gash. It was easy to see that it was no where as rich or as copious as Rod's abundant ejaculations. Judy moaned slightly as my tongue flayed and lapped at her tender pussy meat. However, she was too sensitive now for any prolonged oral activity, so she just allowed me to complete the clean up of my own emission and then pushed my head away. I suspected that she just wanted to abuse me one more time and let me know my place. I wiped my face on a towel I had with me and moved back up in the bed to my previous position with her. "I hope you're happy now. You know that wasn't necessary for me to lick my cum..." I was cut off by her before I could finish speaking. "Yes it was necessary for you to lick your own cum up. If you remember, you signed up to lick all jism from my pussy, whenever you and I are together. Remember?" "I-I don't know why you hold that over my head Judy? Y-You know it's unfair what's being done to me." "James, fair is sucking up your own sperm just as you sucked out Rod's stuff. And just think, you didn't have to work near as hard since you didn't shoot as much as he did, did you?" "Oh Judy, I-I wish you wouldn't keep comparing me to your o-other men. You know I-I can't compare to them one on one. It hurts when you do that to me. I love you, but I wish you'd just let me off the hook instead of making me your pussy sucking slave. That's all I am to you, and you know it." I fired back in an angry tone. "You're angry aren't you darling? But what you say is not true. I really do love you, despite your perceived claim that I'm conspiring to make you look bad or to hurt you. I just made an observation about the amount of the cum you shot off versus the same amount Rod generally shoots off." "Don't you see how humiliating all this is to me Judy? And I know Rod will think I-I'm the biggest wimp and wussy there ever was." "I don't know about that James sweetie, but there is one thing he knows." "What?" "That he can never love me as much as you do. When he saw you slurping up his leaking jism straight from my twat, licking the goo from my inner thighs, as well as lapping up the wetness from his cock, he knew you were dedicated in your love for me. He'd told me earlier in the day that he'd have to see you do that to convince him that anyone could love me that much. James Darling, you really demonstrated your love in the most courageous way." "You k-know I was afraid n-not to do as y'all wanted. But Judy, w-why did you tell him to invite me to clean up his `mess' and the lap his cock and balls clean? T-That was so... so low of you Judy. H-How c- can you so-so brazenly humiliate me a-at every turn. I-I..." "James darling, you really are getting paranoid about this humiliation thing aren't you? But to answer your question, what I did was to add a bit of sexual excitement to the moment. Rod's ego was heightened by what you did. Notice how harder he got after each time he did as I asked him - plus you are to be credited also, that is by your dick and pussy licking so well between fucks. But, James, honey, what you did, and did so obediently I might add, even if I had to push a bit here and there, really added to my pleasure." "J-Judy, I-I can't believe this. Y-You just like seeing me disgraced in front of your l-lovers. I-I can't believe all this is really happening to me. The more we date now, I-I just don't know where this relationship is going." "Right to the wedding altar, where all true lovers should be." She replied in a snap of an answer. As we talked further, there was not the slightest hint of her being apologetic for having had me trapped under she and her lover's genital as they copulated. Nor was there the least bit of insinuation there was anything shameful about me being forced to lick and suck both of their organs clean of hot, creamy, sticky, fuck juices between the four bouts of long fucks Rod imposed on Judy's eagerly receptive pussy. We took a break from talking and were just lying back thinking. At least I was. Judy was still enjoying the afterglow of the heavy sexing she'd been given. She dozed lightly as I sat up awake. The two of us were still alone. It felt good to have her all to myself, even if well fucked by another man who was better endowed. However, I was still very angry with Judy. By the way she clung to me, any outsider would surely see a couple happily in love with each other and delighting in a carefree moment. However, my mental state was far from such a state of idyllic bliss. I was still stunned by all that I'd undergone in the last few hours. After I couldn't take the silence any longer, I spoke. "Judy, are you awake?" "Oh yes darling I am. Thanks to you and Rod, I feel so relaxed and so good inside. Thanks for being there for me darling. I love you so." "W-What! H-How can you say that? The more I think about it, I-I still just can't believe you made m-me do what you did." I blurted out to her. "I'm saying that because it's true. For some strange reason, I don't fully understand, you think that just because I like you sucking me out after a guy gives me a great fuck, implies I don't love you. Nothing is farther from the truth. I love you James. We're soulmates, remember?" I looked at Judy as if she was really insane. She still looked beautiful even if I had a hard time believing what she had done to me. "Judy, I-I'm having a hard time handling this relationship you and I have. You just run all over me and my feelings, especially when we're in the presence of Mother, Aunt Jasmine, your parents, and especially your lovers." "You know it's not my intent to do that sweetie? You have to become a little less sensitive to how I talk to you around others. That's then and this is now. What matters is that we are by ourselves and as much in love any two people can be, actually, much more than the average couple. How many couples can truthfully say that get the kind of pleasure that you and I have in this relationship? I have studs that know how to fuck and put their hot fluids deep in me. I also have you darling, who is the greatest in getting another man's hot sticky virile semen out of my pussy." "P-Please Judy, lets be serious here. Y-You're just abusing me, pure and s-simple. Y-You claim you love me, but you just run roughshod over me a-and make me do some of the most humiliating of things. I-I just have a hard time seeing where having your w-well fucked pussy spread all across my face and eating out other men's hot jism demonstrates love, especially w- when I-I'm being extorted into doing so." "Were you forced to suck my jism flavored pussy before you found out that it was fucked flavored snatch steak you were tasting?" "P-Please Judy, that's not fair. I-I didn't know any better. Y-You know I-I wasn't sexually experienced when I did that." I replied in a pathetic tone as she looked at me with a smirk of a smile on my face. "The point, James darling, is that you loved my dick cream flavored hairpie then. The only thing that has changed now is that you know how it's made. Also, you're getting a lot more cream in your creampies, and between your family and mine - and of course a little help from a video and a pre-nuptial agreement - we've all made it easier for you do what you do best to please me, as well as please your taste for sucking creamy pussy. Face it darling, you're a natural born sucker of cocks and creamy cunts." "J-Judy that hurts. I-I was so excited when we started dating. I fell madly in love with you. I just knew things were going to be different. I thought that at last I could strike out and be a man of my own, a-and get away from under Mother's loving and caring, but dominant and dictatorial ways. But it appears now that I'm just going to be in the same situation, as I always have, but under your dictatorial control." "Are you saying I'm a dictator James?" "Judy, y-you know you're going to try and have things your way. Y-You know you have me in a box and you're pulling all the strings. P-Please Judy, please don't enslave me. C-Can't you just let me go? Y-You could convince your family to l-let me off the hook, you know, with the contract and the video. I-I won't ever say anything about what's happened." I pleaded with my beautiful fiancee, as we lay close in each other's arm. "Now, now, James, all this is completely un-necessary. Here suck on my tit while I think about what you just said. Here, c'mon. Suck on it just like you're a baby. That's it. You like that don't you?" I quickly suckled her delectable tit. The warmth of being nude with her in such a cuddly way was so delicious. I often didn't such opportunities to be so affectionate with Judy in this manner. "James honey, just suck on my tits, don't try to talk. Just listen." Judy whispered in my ear as she held the back of my head to ensure I kept my mouth on her tit. "I do really and truly love you. You're the one that made me fall head over heels in love with you. It was your innocence, intelligence, easy going personality, even your wimpiness, and of course your winning devilish ways with your tongue, that sealed the deal. I had to have you as mine. James, some of the other things you're talking about in regard to your mother... well, you're a mama's boy and you have to accept that. You need a strong woman to over see you. It's too late for you to worry about striking out on your own and being your own man. I want to be the woman that will be your overseer. You need it, I want it, my family wants it, and so does your family." Judy's words were more than I expected as I enjoyed her tasty tit, even if it was hard for me to digest what I was being told. However, she didn't let my head go until she'd finished her assessment of why she couldn't let me have my freedom. Before she stopped talking, she made it very clear that I was hers and that I should give up any resistance to not becoming her mate. She also eloquently let me know that she felt it was fair to subject me to whatever means were at her disposal to ensure that I continued to show my love as she deemed proper. She made it quite clear that me showing my love for her included me being completely tolerant of her having well hung lovers, and my willingness to show my support for her, by being there for her with my tongue ready to taste the results of she and her lovers' actions. "Now James, do we understand each other?" "C-Can't we at least talk about alternatives to..." I was cut off by her in mid sentence. "Do we understand each other James? The answer is yes or no. If you say yes, I know you intend to be a good husband and helpmate for our happiness. If you say no, I'll take it that you intend to be obstinate and don't mean that you love me. It tells me you intend to break my heart. In that case I'll do whatever it takes to destroy you, both emotionally and professionally. Just imagine what it would do to your career of wanting to be a college professor, if I released scenes from all those video tapes of you with Dad and my brothers on the Internet?" "J-Judy, y-you wouldn't?" I stammered nervously. "Oh yes I would, not to mention take you to court and sue you for anything you might ever make in the future. Also, I wonder would you even survive the whippings your mom and aunt would give you too. Have you thought about that?" I swallowed hard, then silently thought of Mother and Aunt Jasmine's probable actions. I came to the conclusion that Judy was probably right about that too. "You see my darling, when a woman is in love as much as I, it's necessary for her to do what needs to be done. Besides, you've already said you love me too, and I believe you. I'm just helping you to express it not only to yourself, but to me and others too." Judy spoke with such an air of self-assurance and confidence. It made what she said sound so correct and hard to argue with, even though I was having hard time digesting her rationale. It was obvious that it was hopeless to persuade Judy. Her mind was made up. I was going to be enslaved into her loving caring ways. "Y-Yes Judy, I-I understand." I finally said in the end, at her persistent badgering to have me submit to her verbally. "Uh, J-Judy?" "Yes James darling?" "Could you p-please, well at least, promise that y-you won't u-use... well, won't whip me any more l-like you did that time in the b-basement?" I finally got my words out. I knew I looked and sounded totally pathetic. "I will only do that again if I think you need it darling." "See! That's just what I thought. You're o-out to abuse me. P-Please Judy! Promise me you won't do..." "Sorry, no can do James sweetie. I've already promised your mom and aunt that I would give you the same loving care and affection they did, in addition to my wifely love. I feel obligated to keep my word, no matter that their definitions of love and affection includes some aspects of tough love. Which you know means discipline when you stray from doing what's required or expected of you." No matter how I tried, it was hopeless to get a commitment from my fiancee, and soon wife-to-be, that she wouldn't subject me to corporal punishment. CHAPTER 14 EVENTS FROM OUR ENGAGEMENT: More Surprises In the upcoming months before the wedding, it became crystal clear that unless I desired to be totally ruined, I was going to be a submissive cuckold husband, just as I had basically been a cuckold fiance, if there is such a thing. The most pleasant things to have happened was that I finally finished my dissertation and I obtained my credentials to qualify for a college teaching job. Days later I also was accepted for an entry level teaching position at a local college. These were bright spots in an otherwise dismal series of events in the other side of my personal life. "James dear, it's less than 3 months before the magic date." Judy said as we sat watching a rented video at my house. Mom and Aunt Jasmine were out of town for the weekend. "Yes I know." I replied without the enthusiasm one would expect of a happily engaged groom-to-be. "Judy, are you sure you still want to marry me?" I replied back. "Of course silly." She gleefully responded as she leaned over and kissed me wetly on the lips. "I just know we're going to be so happy together, despite your imaginary perceptions that you're going to be humiliated at every turn." I just turned and looked at her with a blank unbelieving stare. "You're so cute when you look at me like that." Judy said giggling as she moved closer to me and leaned her pretty head on my shoulder. "You just don't know how happy you make me James. Sure, I know you're a bit uneasy because you're sharing me with other men, but at least you understand I'm more woman than you can handle. Does that make it easier for you to accept me being shared?" "Judy, I accept that I can't satisfy you like the others do, but you don't seem to see that I'm suffering at your and their hands because I, well, I'm not as endowed nor as big and muscular or as macho as they are. The other thing is that even though I am in love with you, I was tricked." "Darling, I concede you were tricked. But, I knew if I didn't, I probably wouldn't have gotten you as mine. I knew you were the guy for me after I talked to you the second time at the library. I knew I had to have you. I knew you were the fellow I could bond with and be the happiest with. I think there is a stronger chemistry between us now than it was before you signed the agreement. I believe you know so too, but just don't want to admit it. You see darling, It wouldn't be the same for me with some macho type who could never be true to one woman. But I know you can be." Judy's words boosted my self-esteem somewhat, but I still had yet to get over the fact that no matter how I looked at our current or future relationship, it seemed as if I was always going to be on the short end of the stick. Judy was right. I did love her in spite of all she's done to me. Various philosophers have said, in one way or another, that true love is true, when you can accept the strengths, as well as the faults or frailties of the person loved. To some extent that may explain our apparent love for each other. She loved me for my weaknesses and I loved her for her beauty and brains. Unfortunately, she also had a dark lusty side that has seduced and dominated me in the process. However, it still was a bit hard to admit to myself I really loved her despite all I'd been through because of her. The most despicable thing is that the more I sucked her sloppy, creamed in, soft, warm lush pussy, the more I enjoyed it. My problem was reconciling my conscience to the fact that it took other men to give me that perverted pleasure. The paradox was how to enjoy the former without the latter, i.e., her other men. But realistically, the latter part of my argument was apparently going to be a moot point. It was now obvious, she was going to always have her other men. The issue was if I was going to be satisfied, and resign myself to that fact, or try to fight against it. The easiest option seemed to be to accept my humiliation and hoped things got better in the future. The fighting option seemed bleak in regard to winning the battle. As far as fighting, the best it seemed that I could succeed at was getting more battle scars, rather than actually winning battles. "I guess I should be happy that you desired me so. That does make me feel good. But the truth is I don't have much choice Judy. As your husband, I-I, well, I'll have to depend on your benevolence as you lay down the rules." I meekly conceded to my fiancee as I looked down and spoke softly. I was capitulating to the uselessness of fighting Judy, her family, and unfortunately, my family too, in the battle to subjugate and cuckold me. "James, darling, you can count on me doing what's best for us and our marriage." Judy replied elatedly as she planted a very wet and passionate kiss on my lips. If I didn't know it before, it was very clear at that moment. Judy's facial expression and body language told it all. It was apparent she was going to delight in continuing to be the dominant partner in our relationship and marriage, and of course, as well as my loving and caring overseer. The phone rang just as we broke that delightful kiss of victory for her, and basically defeat for me. "Hello!" I said picking up the cordless receiver. "We're a little busy now. Can she call you back later?" I replied to the caller. It was Rod calling for Judy. I was pissed. The nerve of him calling her at my place. I thought to myself. "Okay! Okay! Don't get upset. Here she is." I replied to him as I handed the phone to Judy. Rod got belligerent at my earlier statement to him. He told me `Wimp! Give the phone to my whore and stop fucking around.' "Hello. Hi Rod! I see you got my message to call me here." Judy said as she began her conversation with him. Her giving him my phone number also ticked me off, but again I could only express mental anguish. I could only hear one side of their conversation, but Judy didn't make the least bit of effort to shield me from it. In fact she snuggled up right next to me as they talked. Of course that disturbed me, but I knew there wasn't much that I could do about it. I tried not to pay attention to their conversation, but rather tried to concentrate on the movie we'd started watching earlier. However, there were bits and pieces that seemed to refer to me. I was sure it wasn't complimentary, so I didn't try to figure out what was going on. A few minutes later, Judy hung up the phone. Rather than talk about the conversation with Rod, she too concentrated on the movie and we watched it until it was over. "James, dear, remember you mentioned rules earlier?" She asked as we snuggled closer after a brief discussion on the merits of the movie. "Oh, uh, yes." I said, caught somewhat off guard by her switching subjects. "Well, darling, one rule is that you're to always give me the phone if a man calls and ask for me, no matter where or when they call. Other times, if I'm not available, take a message, no matter what it is, and you are to be sure that I get it. Okay?" She spoke low and in an emotionless monotone. It was obvious that she meant for me to understand the seriousness of her statement. Her facial expression was one of malevolent smugness. I was almost scared by it. "Uh, O-Okay, I'll remember." I stammered as I meekly replied. She'd softly put me in my place. "Good. At least we have that out of the way. Now on to something else I've been meaning to talk to you about." Judy's tone of voice became warmer as she went on to discuss she and Rod's high school romance back in high school. I didn't want to hear anymore about it, but I kept silent and listened. I could only wonder where this was all going. "Rod is going away for a few years on business, to a foreign country. He wants me to abide by a promise I made to him in senior high." "That seems an awfully long time for someone to demand someone to keep and honor a promise made as young teenage lovers. After all, it's been over seven years. What is this silly promise?" Her answer caused me to jump straight up. "WHAT!" I surprised even myself at the involuntary level I raised my voice when Judy revealed the nature of the promise. "Yes James, I promised him that someday I'd have his baby. Even though we thought he and I'd be married to each other when I made that promise, he convinced me that just because we're not, shouldn't stand in our way. "James, you're the love of my life. However, I also have some lesser emotional feelings for Rod too. Since he's going away, he wanted to leave me a treasured momento and he's decided that it should be his baby. Even though not as strong as my deep emotional and intimate feelings for you, I'd still like to express my emotional feelings for him, and to him, by having his child. "You also might be interested to know that he said even though you're wimpy, he's impressed by your love for me and thinks you'd do good helping me to raise his son or daughter. He wants you to be the child's daddy." I sat with a blank stare on my face, not believing a word I heard from Judy's lovely and delectable lips. She went on. "James, for him to give us such a priceless gift is precious to me. I know it'll be such a pretty baby with his and my features. You'll be the daddy of our beautiful daughter or our handsome son." Judy went on and on about the goodness of being the mother of her old flame's child. "James, Rod and I both agreed on one thing. That if you loved me as much as you say you do, you'll give he and I your blessings for him to inseminate me before you and I are married in three months." "J-Judy, p-please tell me this is a joke." "This is no joke darling. He wants to do me and I want him to also." Her eyes had that dead serious look in them. I knew then I was in deeper trouble than I'd ever imagined. I pondered my next move nervously. I was in a cold sweat as I tried to think of all sorts of things to say to turn this potentially devastating incident around. I ended up doing what I was most familiar with doing. I knelt before her pleading for her not to honor her silly high school promise. I soon found my self with hands folded, as if in prayer, groveling before her. I begged my fiance not to consider letting Rod inseminate her, and in the process, cuckold me even more severely than I'd ever imagined. I didn't know what else to do. I was devastated. The next thing I knew I had laid my head in her lap and my eyes were watery at the thought of this latest bout of utter humiliation about to be imposed on me. "C'mon, James, it won't be that bad. So what if I'll be walking to the altar carrying Rod's baby. When we leave the altar as man and wife, it'll be our baby then. Rod has no intentions of laying claim to the baby. Okay? Does that make you feel better?" Judy said as she hooked her left leg around my back as she pulled me even tighter to her. She then started rubbing my bowed head. Her words, which I took were suppose to be conciliatory, really pained me. My soft sobs were now evident. "That's okay baby, go ahead and weep. It'll do you good to wash your eyes out." Judy said softly, but in a sort of warm motherly tone. The thing that didn't help was that the implication of me crying was useless to stop her, but that it would do me some good. I only felt worse at the thought of having to be so utterly and blatantly disgraced by what she and Rod were planning to do. Judy kept trying to comfort me with words of consolation. She said that I'd soon get over the fact that I wasn't the biological father and that when the baby starts calling me daddy, I'd feel so much better. Her words were truly bittersweet, and mostly bitter in my state of mind. It was then I felt the toes of her other bare foot moving around my crotch. It was when she made contact with my prick. I believe she and I both became aware of its stiffness at the same time. I wasn't even cognizant of my erection, in my distraught state of mind. "Whoa! What have we here! You have a woody! James, did you get all hot and bothered from all that talk about me getting preggy from Rod and making you a daddy?" Judy said in an elevated gleeful tone. Before I could move she was massaging my straining stiff prick through the thin knit fabric of the casual jogging pants I wore. I tried to move, but it only seemed to trap her foot even more tightly in my crotch because of the way I was sitting, and also due to the way she had me clamped with her left leg. Judy also had one arm around my head, and was holding my right hand with her other free hand. As I sought to free myself, she instantly gripped me tighter with her leg and hands. It was then I really discovered how strong she really was. I knew she was into gymnastics and did some Judo occasionally, but she really had a rather tight grip on me. I was held fairly immobile by her. My right hand was not free either, as it was clamped against my body by her left leg. I squirmed as I tried to break free. "Why James, I think your body has given you away. You're saying one thing, but your little weenie is singing another tune. You feel mighty stiff down there." Judy spoke with a big smile as I looked up at her from my position, where she held my head and body in a vise grip. Her leg even seem to draw tighter around my back. "You know what Jamie, I think you'd like Rod to knock me up and have me walking down the aisle all dressed in lacy white to become your new bride. All this talk about humiliation being dumped on you is a ruse. It feeds your sex drive, doesn't it darling? I didn't put it all together before now. The hard-on you got when Rod was fucking me wasn't just from the sight of he and I, it was because he was doing it and you were forced to watch it the way you did." "P-Please Judy, don't call me Jamie. You know I hate being called that. A-And y-you're wrong, I-I'm not driven b-by what y-you say." "Oh, are you sure? I feel your little rod trying to break out of your pants. It's so stiff. Maybe I'll have a baby from Judd, or maybe Jeffrey too. What do you think about that?" "P-Please! S-Stop Judy!" I urgently implored my forceful and mischievous wife-to-be. I was fighting the rhythmic and delightful stroking of her foot and toes against my aching cock. I knew I couldn't hold back if she kept up her pace. I was so surprised at how skillful her toes functioned as fingers, as they caressed, as well as stroked and massaged my small, but very stiff prick. "Or maybe, a black baby from Joe to call you daddy would suit you better." She moaned most sensuously. It was at that point that I shuddered and made a last ditch effort to hold back. I didn't want to make a mess in my shorts. But before I knew it, I'd reached the point of no return and spurted all my pent up jism like I'd never shot off before. My release was so strong and pleasurable. I also trembled in a way I can't remember doing before. Judy continued to move her toes in a circular manner increasing the likelihood that the sticky jism in my shorts would soak through and result in a very visible damp spot on my jogging pants. "Did you come good darling? You're the first guy I ever got off with my toes. That was neat. We must do it again some time. My! My! Look at the size of that damp spot on your pants. Why you must've shot a lot of cum. You did enjoy our little discussion. Maybe I should call Rod and tell him about..." "N-No! No! J-Judy p-please d-don't call him. L- Let's talk please. Let m-me clean u-up first and I- I... I-I'll be right back." I stammered away teary eyed, totally embarrassed, and in a nervous fit, as I rushed off to clean up, change clothes and compose myself. The broad smirking smile on Judy's face added to my misery as I rushed from the room. When I returned, Judy still wore a bright smile that seemed to say "I got you just where I want you now". The smug serenity on her face just added to my misery. "Feel better darling?" Judy said in a sensuous tone. She still had that slight, but wicked beaming smile. "Judy that wouldn't have happened if y-you had stopped when I told you to." "James honey, are you telling me that you didn't like me getting you off?" "It's not that, it's, er, w-well, it's just that it was embarrassing to c-come in my pants like that. A-And with you rub-rubbing me that way afterwards... W-Why didn't you take it out like you've done before? I-I think you meant to embarrass me. W-Why do you do me this way?" My voice cracked and was wavering as I spoke. "C'mon over here my baby. You look so cute when you pout like that." "P-Please Judy, this is no laughing matter. You get a thrill f-from abusing me don't you? That's mean." "I'm not mean, maybe a little mischievous. However, aren't you're the one who seems to be getting a cheap thrill?" She said with her smug smile still intact. "O-Of course not!" I tried to sound as defiant as I could under the circumstances. "Then why would you get a raging hard-on, when the woman you say you love deeply, tells you she's thinking about getting another man to make you the daddy of his baby? And to add to the irony, he wants to knock me up just in time for our wedding day." "It-It w-wasn't because of t-that. It w-was because I-I was close to you. Y-You know how excited I-I get from being around..." "Liar! Come look me in the face and tell me that. Or was it because you liked the idea of me having a black baby for you to be the daddy of too?" Her slight chuckle after she spoke really got to me. I knew I couldn't let that happen. I had to try and stay in control. "R-Really J-Judy, t-this is not germane to the real issue here. The real issue is that it just doesn't make sense for you to have Rod's baby because of a silly high school promise made when you two were teenagers." "You think it's wrong to keep a promise?" "Please J-Judy, y-you can't be serious about this? A-And I can't believe Rod has that kind of control over you. Y-You just want to do it to abuse me again in the worse way. Why don't you release me from my commitment to marry you? J-Judy, w-why do you want to bury me in shame?" "I love you James. I have no intentions to bury you in shame or humiliation. You should think of it as me giving you an opportunity to let everyone know just how deep and un-selfish your love is for me. Who can argue with you about the depth of your love for me, if they, and you know that I'm having another man's baby and you accept it as ours?" "What! J-Judy t-that is all twisted around. You know people are going to call me a fool. A-And worse, they'll call you terrible names, l-like slut or tramp." "James, I won't like it, but I can live with that. Besides, being called a fool is less derogatory than being called a slut or a tramp. Don't you think? Therefore since I'll be labeled with the greater shame, you'll not only be disgraced less than me, but will have the sympathy of others, and will be looked upon as proving your love in ways few men do, or have done before willingly. Just think, you'll be looked upon as a hero husband, and me a fallen wife. A fallen wife who you've stooped to help rise back up and make decent again." The extent of Judy's illogic was so profound that I was in awe of its twisted nature, but potential believability. She continued to talk on. I just sat in wonderment and listened. I listened and thought deeply. I was truly in a quandary as to what to do about this situation. Digging into my knowledge of philosophy, gamesmanship, and even military strategy, I came up with an idea. The strategy, while more of a bluff than anything else, might succeed in changing my fiancee's mind. ############TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 5 ######## (Maybe in August 2000) Comments? Contact C.D.E. at ccwriter@hotmail.com