This story is fiction and based on consensual DOM/sub sex between men. Any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental. It's copyrighted 2022 with all rights reserved outside of Nifty.
General Synopsis:
As the new personal assistant to Mr. Amir Noor, the C.E.O., Johnny Carter realizes that his job responsibilities have become bizarre and sexually twisted. With constant coercion from his new "vitamins", Johnny begins to think this sexual perversion is part of his normal daily routine. He has finally accepted this new way of life and even seems to enjoy it now.
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Even though this is a gay story about a DOM/sub male relationship, there is some HETERO sex in this chapter only. I wanted to show how Johnny becomes a cuckold to his wife and her black lover. Johnny serves his masters black cock as he fucks his own wife right in front of him. Now he is kept in a cage and can never fuck his wife again. His new life will be to serve Mr. Noor at the office and Mr. Blackstone at home.
From the Author:
Ultimately Johnny does accept his new place in life and happily accepts it. I like to write about the "power exchange" between two men where one dominant alpha completely controls the submissive beta.
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Chapter 13
I had not seen my wife in weeks. We talked on the phone several times but she always seemed disinterested. I remember when Mr. Noor candidly mentioned that she wanted to divorce me and I needed to be sure.
My life was so drastically different now. I am not sure my wife would understand why I had to do what was required of me now. I was not just a personal assistant to the CEO of the company, but now also his sexual slave. I was to follow all of his rules or pay the consequences and, to me, those punishments were a much more severe than simply doing as I was told.
I chose to become this. It makes me feel good to make Mr. Noor sexually satisfied. It seemed that I didn't care about my own needs anymore, but only focused on him. It felt right to me now.
Being caged in chastity also felt natural to me. I felt safer in the cage because it would help me to stay in line and not cum. I only wish the shaft wasn't so small now because my little nub felt crushed inside the one inch cage shaft . It served its purpose and prevented me from cumming. If I ever had an accident, and had an orgasm without permission, I was always severely punished so it just seemed better this way now.
You see, my wife wouldn't understand that. She would want a hard cock to fill her pussy and load her up with sperm. I could no longer do that. So when Mr. Noor mentioned divorce, it seemed like the inevitable anyway.
I was called into his office. I was wearing the required uniform of thigh high nylons with garters connected to a small pair of black sheer panties. The black panties still made my chastity cage very visible to remind me of my place. I had a short bolero jacket that exposed my slim waist and opened in the front to show my clamped nipples. Mr. Noor liked to keep my nipples clamped to keep them extremely sensitive to the touch. I must always wear the 4" heels provided by my boss as well.
I know this sounds very feminine but I was all male. I had a very muscular body that was basically on display to everyone. Mr. Noor wanted me more muscular and had added stronger "vitamins" with steroids to my daily diet. Mr. Hopkins would also give me additional testosterone needle injections twice a week in my office.
"Good morning boy." Mr. Noor spoke to me without looking up from his work. "Did you remember to take your vitamins this morning?"
"Yes Sir," I replied, "every morning and every evening Sir."
"Good boy," He looked up at me, "I have decided to accompany you to meet your wife today boy. I've heard so much about her and thought it was time we had a little chat about your future with the company."
"Sir," I meekly asked, "Will I be going dressed in my uniform?"
"Of course," he replied, "it's a perfect way to help explain your new role with our organization. Don't you agree?"
"Yes, of course Sir." I lied.
"You should change your shoes to be safe and put on this overcoat because it's cold outside today. Before you do, get under the desk and change my shoes for me."
I immediately crawled under the desk and smelled and massaged his feet as usual. The odor was always there. As I licked his sheer socks, I saw him open his pants and released his unwashed cock. Again, the smell was pungent and strong. He crooked his finger to beckon me into his crotch.
I knew what to do. I knew he wanted me to smell the dirty cock head that was coated with smegma. I smelled and licked it clean. I don't know if I would ever get used to the rancid smell and taste of his cheesy unwashed cock.
"I will never clean my cock in the shower." Mr. Noor said looking down at me. "You will change my shoes and clean my cock each morning from now on faggot. Won't you like that boy?"
"Yes Sir," I said with no hesitation. I think I might be turning gay now. I didn't mind it. I actually liked servicing his filthy feet and cock now and it felt natural to me. This was my place now.
"I don't want to cum yet boy." He said to me, "just get it clean so we don't smell it when I meet your wife."
How would my wife smell it? Why would she get that close to his cock? I thought this as I swallowed the entire cockhead to clean it. I could now taste his pre-cum too. He scooted forward so his ass hung off the front of the chair and lifted his legs as much as he could. He opened his knees wide.
Again, another new odor. His musky ass. He grabbed his own feet and pulled back his legs to expose his dark hairy hole.
"Clean boy."
I licked his hole. This hairy dirty man was a garden of flavors now.
Feet, balls, smegma and asshole flavors.
After 30 minutes of licking and sucking his hairy asshole, he pushed me away and stood up. I crawled out from under the desk and followed him to my desk. He handed me the jacket and a pair of shoes.
"You'll put the uniform back on once we get to your apartment." Mr. Noor instructed, "I think it is best if you don't speak once we arrive to your place. In fact, don't make any noise at all. I wouldn't want to disturb your wife at a bad time."
I simply nodded but really didn't know what he was talking about. I knew that Mr. Noor was smarter than me and he knew what was best for me. It was always best that I don't think for myself and just do as I am told.
We took a cab to my house.
When we arrived, Mr. Noor softly knocked on the door. There was no answer. We waited. I didn't speak as instructed and just waited for Mr. Noor to decide what to do. Slowly he tried to turn the door handle and, to my surprise, it was unlocked. Did my wife expect us and left the door open? Mr. Noor didn't want me to call ahead so that we wouldn't bother her.
We walked in quietly. I wanted to call her name but I had promised to remain quiet and Mr. Noor had his finger on my lips to keep me quiet. He gave me my 4" heels to wear and took off my coat. I was now back in my corporate uniform.
He turned and I followed him. There was some faint noise.
It was moaning.
As we walked down the entry hall, the moaning became louder. We turned the corner to the living room and I clearly heard rhythmic moaning. I knew exactly what it was and my heart sank into my stomach.
We went to the bedroom door and Mr. Noor slowly pushed it open.
FUCK
All I saw was a powerful black ass pounding between sexy legs in nylons and heels, just like mine. I knew it was my wife. I could tell by the female moaning and watching her hands scratching the black man's back as he fucked into her.
"Is that your wife boy?" Mr. Noor turned to me.
I nodded YES.
"I sent Derek over here yesterday to check on her well-being." Mr. Noor said, "It looks as though he is doing just that now.... Getting her well fucked it seems."
We both watched Derek fucking my wife. I couldn't help but watch his muscular ass pumping up and down into her, giving me quick glimpses of his asshole. I kept looking for his asshole with each pump. Why was I doing that? I felt my nud starting to pulse inside the chastity cage. Derek, with his legs spread wide open, his black rose bud asshole was completely visible and I was compelled to lean towards them to smell it.
"This is my first impression of your wife and see that she is a good slut for Derek. She is enjoying having a big black cock fucking her, isn't she?" Mr. Noor whispered. "She'll never be satisfied now with your little white pee-pee, will she faggot." Mr. Noor could see I was in a trance now, staring at their copulation and wanting to be a part of it.
I didn't feel angry. I didn't feel depressed. I felt jealous, but not of Derek. I was jealous of my wife. I wanted to be fucked by Derek instead of her.
Oh my god. What was happening to me?
Mr. Noor could read my mind.
"He is a beautiful black man, isn't faggot?" Mr. Noor said to me. "Look at how his skin shines with sweat as he works so hard to impregnate your pretty wife. He shouldn't have to work so hard, should he boy?"
I shook my head NO.
"Nooooo," Noor continued, "he should have a good boy like you to take care of him, shouldn't he?"
I nodded YES, immediately.
"That's right," Noor said, "You will take care of Derek from now on won't you faggot? You will give him all the pussy he needs to keep satisfied and then let him relax while you clean the mess after he cums. Isn't that right?"
I nodded YES.
"I think you need to help Derek fuck your wife, don't you faggot?"
I nodded in a daze now. I always felt this way after taking all my vitamins. So horny that, for some reason, I couldn't think straight for myself. I just agreed with Mr. Noor. He knows best.
"Do you know why we need to help Derek?" Mr. Noor said, "because you can't fuck your wife any longer. Did you know that boy?" I don't think he expected me to answer.
"You still love your wife but you're little clit is caged away now. Clits don't fuck boy. Girls have clits that only get rubbed. You are not allowed to rub your clit without permission. You will only cum when you are allowed to masturbate and rub your clit. You will never fuck again boy. Do you understand now?"
I nodded but wasn't really listening. I started to hyperventilate watching the fucking.
"Your wife deserves more, doesn't she boy?" He asked me and I nodded again. "Mr. Blackstone has a big black cock that will fuck and satisfy your wife for you. Isn't that nice of him boy? You should thank Mr. Blackstone for fucking your wife because you can no longer do that. That is why you will serve him and make his life easier because he is doing your job with your wife. Do you understand this boy?"
I nodded.
"Good boy," he smiled as he escorted me into the room. Suddenly, the smell of dirty sex hit my nostrils. I took a deep breath. I instantly felt my little nub throb in the cage. It couldn't get hard, of course, but the pressure increased and it began to hurt.
Mr. Noor pushed me onto the bed by the back of my neck and leaned me into Derek's ass as he pumped my wife. Derek was not surprised and almost acted as though he expected it. He spread his legs farther open to give me room in between them.
"Your job now is to help them enjoy each other. Understood?"
I nodded.
"Lick it boy."
I licked Derek's asshole while he fucked my wife. I wasn't sure why I was there or what I was doing but I didn't want to think about it. I was crazy horny. It felt better to just listen to Mr. Noor and obey him. That way I wouldn't be punished again. I wanted to be a good boy now.
"Focus on the man fucking your wife." Noor instructed. "Look at that big black cock sinking into her pussy over and over again." Derek shifted to one side, lifting up one of my wife's legs to turn her sideways, allowing me a perfect view of his cock going deep inside her. I looked at my wife and saw, for the first time, that she was blindfolded and had her ears covered.
She didn't know that I was watching her being fucked. At least until Mr. Noor pushed my face towards Derek's cock as it fucked her. She reacted slightly when she felt my tongue on her clit. She could object because her hands were tied.
Derek instantly grabbed her face, without speaking, and pushed it into the pillow while continuing to fuck her. He didn't want her to move regardless of what she was feeling.
"Lick his cock too boy." Mr. Noor ordered. As I licked his slimy cock, my wife reacted from the additional stimulation of my tongue on her. Derek held her still and she evertually relaxed.
"I think Johnny here should help you fuck his wife, don't you Mr. Blackstone?"
Derek just smiled as he pulled his cock out of my wife's cunt hole. "Oh look boy. My cock popped out of her cunt. Why don't you help me put it back in boy?" Derek said to me smiling, "I'm holding the slut's legs open so I want you to guide that black cock into her pussy."
"Put your hand around that big black cock boy and aim it at her pussy for me." Derek said. I did as he asked and felt his cock literally throbbing as I aimed it to her cunt opening.
"That's it, good boy." Derek said, "Don't you want to be a good boy faggot?" I looked up at him, while still holding his thick black cock, and nodded to him. "Good boy, now I want you to hold my cock so it doesn't pop out again. Let that black cock slide through your hand, while I fuck your wife." I felt his burning shaft pulsing through my fingers as it went in and out of her cunt. The pressure of my hand against her clit must have excited my wife because her grinding and vocal moaning increased.
"Ohhhh, gawd," My wife was groaning loudly into the gag. "Cummmin, cummmin, ahhhhhh, ohhhhh gooooood." My hand against her clit put her over the edge as she came on Derek's cock.
"Oh look boy, I think the bitch is cumming," Derek said as he fucked through my hand, "She is squeezing my dick now and I think I'm going to nut inside her cunt soon."
Even though my hand prevented Derek to go into the depths of her cunt hole, his pulsing cock still defiled her G-spot, with my hand on her clit, to make my wife have an enormous orgasm. Now it was time for Derek to cum.
"I don't need your help anymore," Derek said as he slapped my hand away from his cock. "I need to really fuck now. Pay attention faggot and watch how a real man fucks your wife." He started to rut into her.
"Don't worry boy," he said as he fucked hard, "You will get another chance to squeeze it again later. I will even let you taste it too."
"Lick his balls and help Mr. Blackstone feel good while he fucks your wife." Noor said, "He's going to inseminate her and put his cum inside her pussy. You should help to make him cum boy."
Derek started to rut into my wife. She was constantly groaning now almost like she was in pain. Derek announced he was cumming.
"FUCKKKKK," Derek yelled, "take my cum bitch." He was choking her now while he was pumping his sperm into her. My wife was gagging and kicking her legs wide open to allow Derek to inseminate her with his sperm.
Eventually, the movement slowed down to a stop.
There was silence now.
Mr. Noor held my head close to Derek's cock so that, when he slowly slipped out of my wife's pussy, I could see the trail of thick white cum draining out. As Derek held my wife's legs open, Mr. Noor pushed my face into her wet pussy.
"Clean it up boy." Mr. Noor said. My tongue went out to lick up the cum dripping out of her pussy. While I was doing that, my wife began to gyrate her pelvis against my mouth. She began to groan louder and I knew she was going to cum again in my mouth.
Derek took the blindfold and the earphones off of her and she looked down to see what was going on in her crotch. I am not sure that she knew it was me right away until she spoke.
"Ohhhhh, I'm going to cum again honey." She said.
Was she talking to me or to Derek?
"Ohhhh yessss, I'm cumming." She dropped a hand to my head to press my face harder against her clit. "Eat my cum Johnny. Ohhhhh, sooo good. Cumming for you baby."
She knew it was me and she was cumming into my mouth.
"Eat up all the cum inside there boy." Mr. Noor said as he also rubbed my face into my wife's pussy. He then pulled my head back and turned it toward Derek, who had sat back to watch the action.
"Clean his cock faggot." Noor said as he pushed my face into Derek's groin. "Can you taste your wife's pussy on his cock? I see some white cum dripping down to his balls boy. Lick it nice and clean now." Both of them seemed to be in a post-orgasm bliss now. I went back and forth between the two crotches to make sure there was no longer a mess.
"Let them rest now boy." Mr. Noor pulled me toward his crotch as he sat back into a chair next to the bed. "I want to explain your new living arrangements while you suck on my cock." Mr. Noor slid his pants off as I crawled to him as instructed. He left his smelly socks on and slipped his shoes back on to keep the smell more intense. He was wearing no underwear this time but it didn't prevent the odor from hitting his nose as soon as he got between his boss's legs.
His cock looked huge, even though the uncut skin remained over the cock head. He was so hairy that his crotch hair grew half way down the cock shaft.
"Clean the rest of the cheese boy." Noor said as he gently rubbed my cheek. "You know that's your job." He pulled back the skin and the odor hit my nose. I immediately began to lick the rest of the white cheese.
"Good boy," Noor said as I looked up at him while licking, "I want to tell you about your new life boy. I think you are finally ready to take the final step with our organization." I licked and began sucking his cock head into my mouth as I listened.
"You will no longer have sex with your wife. You will remain married and, if needed, she may be required to accompany you to some corporate events. Derek will be in charge of your wife and live here, with her, until things become more routine. She has also been fed the vitamins and trained properly like you. Then Derek will move on to his next project when the time comes."
Project? Is this Derek's job? He is paid to steal wives from their husband and make them total cuckolds?
"You will keep your job with me but also be required to clean, cook, and do laundry here for Derek and your wife. You will be my servant at the office and their servant at home. You will be caged only when you're alone. You will never touch your useless clit unless under direct supervision from me, Mr. Hopkins, or Mr. Blackstone here."
He pushed my head down to the base of his cock now. He was getting very horny by what he was telling me and his cock was now solid rock hard. The smegma was cleaned and now I was deepthroating his cock on every stroke. Mr. Hopkins had trained me how to control my gag reflex in order to perfect my deepthroat technique. He said that a good faggot always goes to the base and swallows any cum deposited into my throat.
Mr. Noor continued speaking as he got more horny to cum.
"You will take your vitamins daily and stay in the quest room while living here." He said while pumping my head on his cock like it was a masturbation toy. "Derek will stay in the master bedroom and call you when needed to service him or your wife. He may allow you to take the cage off but, if caught touching yourself, you will be immediately punished. You will not cum. You may have an orgasm while being fucked but you must beg for permission first. Mr. Hopkins or Mr. Blackstone may choose to edge you as part of your cum-control training. They will masturbate you over and over again, with no chance of an orgasm. They will take you to the edge and stop before ejaculation. This will help you to understand how to NOT cum without permission."
He was going to cum.
"Real men can cum whenever they want.... So now be a good little cum faggot and drink my sperm boy." Mr. Noor very calmly and methodically squirt into my mouth with very little noise. I felt the cock swell up but held my mouth over the head so there was no spillage.
"Uggghhhhhh" was all that Mr. Noor said as he emptied his balls into my mouth. After he calmed down, he stood up but held my mouth on his cock.
"Don't spill faggot or you'll lick it all up from the floor." He said as he pissed into my mouth. I knew what I had to do. There was some spillage and I immediately started licking the floor.
"I will take him to his room and put him in the holding cage until you need him." Mr. Noor said. How did he know his way around my house? I was escorted to the guest room and was shocked at what I saw.
In the middle of the room was a large cage. Like a dog cage.
"This is where you will stay just to keep you out of trouble while not supervised." Mr Noor said as he opened the cage door. He dragged me by the hair into the cage and locked it behind me. There was a bowl of water in the corner and, frankly, I was thrilled to see it.
"Again, you will be punished much worse if you break any of these rules." He warned, "I will not stand for any disobedience. I know you want to be a good boy and I am here to help you Johnny." I was surprised that he called me by my first name.
"I am doing this for your own good, you know that right?"
"Yes Sir," I said softly.
"Such a good boy," Noor said as he reached into the cage to pet me like a dog. "Drink your water because your vitamins are in it. That will help you to be a good good boy. Ok Johnny?"
Again, Johnny.
I nodded.
He bent down to close the cage door, locking me inside.
"Tomorrow, Derek will help you get ready now. Mr. Hopkins has gone back to his wife but will still be an active part of your continued training. Tomorrow you will be meeting with my secretary, Ms. Stone, after my morning foot rub."
"Ms. Stone, Sir?" I asked softly, hoping the question wouldn't upset him.
"yes boy," He said more sternly, "remember, no questions boy. Mr. Stone will be essential in taking you to the next step in your training boy."
He covered the top of the cage with a blanket.
"Good nite boy".
--to be continued--
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