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I was actually off work for the first few days that we were together. Me and Bobby pretty much spent every hour of that time, naked and in bed. Between fuck sessions, we would talk to each other about our pasts. And I'll keep that just between us.
What I will pass on is the discussions that we had about our present and our future. Bobby had been drifting for a few months. He was trying to find something that made him happy. He hooked up with the magazine sales company about a month ago and thought he enjoyed it. Mostly that was because he was sharing Tre's bitch. Bobby had always thought himself to be heterosexual until he met Tre and Casey. They got high together in a hotel room and next thing he knew, Casey was on his hands and knees getting deep dicked by Tre. Tre let him tap Casey's ass and that was all it took to make Bobby think he'd been having sex with the wrong gender this whole time.
I was a young professional in mid level management when I met Bobby. After Tre fucked my guts out and shot his load all over my face, he knew he'd found another submissive white boy for his friend, Bobby. And truth be told, I get off on that. And pretty much nothing else. No idea why, that's just the way it is.
I explained as much to Bobby during pillow talk while his cum was leaking from my abused hole.
"So you get off on being a bitch?"
"Yeah, not like a cunty bitch but a pussy boy bitch. I like being degraded. Controlled. Treated like a ho. That kind of thing. Not all the time, mostly just during sex. But I gotta be honest, when you said you turned me into your wife, it was a turn on."
"Hmmm I'm looking forward to this. So, here's the rules: unless I decide to share you with a friend, that pussy of your's is mine alone. Two, I'm your man. You will cook and clean for me. In return, I'll keep yo ho ass very happy and well seeded. Three, I make this shit up as I go along. And you will obey me."
My dick got hard. I guess that was my answer to myself. I mean, what the hell else did I have planned for the next few months...or longer.
"Sounds good to me."
He smacked my ass. "You failed to address me properly, boy."
"Sounds good to me, sir."
And that's how I became Bobby's bitch. I would work my day job, Monday through Friday and be home in time to cook his supper and suck the cum out of his dick. In the first couple of weeks I sat at the table and ate with him. After the first couple of days, he decided he wanted me naked at all times. I happily obliged. That way he could shove his dick in either of my pussies (he told me my mouth was also a pussy) at any time. And he did. Often. I'd be cleaning the kitchen floor when next thing you know his big dick is sliding in and out of my asshole. 10 minutes later I'm back to cleaning the floor with his nut dripping from my hole.
When we watched tv together, he wanted me on the floor at his feet. That way my head was always near his dick. One day, while sitting with my back to the couch and in between his legs he fastened a leather collar around my neck. He told me that I was to wear it at all times when I wasn't at work. Including the party we were going to next weekend.
"Party, sir?"
"Yeah, Tre and his bitch got 'em a place about an hour from here. He's having some friends over to show the place off. I'm bringing your pussy as a house warming gift."
My dick started coming to life at the way I was being treated. Bobby saw that and grabbed my head and shoved it into his crotch. He was still in his underwear. I'd come to love his scent. It drove me crazy with lust. He knew that. He pulled his dick out and I gave him head while he watched the game on tv. After about an hour of that, he rewarded me with his cum.
I walked to the kitchen to grab another beer for him. My legs were tingling from being on my knees for so long. But I was thinking of Tre's party already and couldn't quit thinking of being used by Bobby and Tre at the same time. At least, I was hoping for that....