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College Love Meets Cuckold Family Ch. 14

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I woke up the next morning in a jolt and immediately sat up wide-awake. I felt well rested but very anxious. The room was bathed in morning light as I got my bearings. I was all alone.

I looked down and opened up my panties. I was shrunken and flaccid, no morning wood today.

It felt like I had had dreams, but I could not remember any of them. Yesterday had been quite a blur. I had met some new people, saw some more of the house, and been penetrated for the first time. Then of course I saw that sweetheart Brit get used like piece of fuck-meat by that Alpha while I had sat helpless with my little hardon. The bastard even made me come!

But then the terror hit me. Jake was coming home today. Surely it would come out that I had lied about the key. It had bought me a full day not being in the cage and several ejaculations, but at what price? I hated Jake, but he also scared me shitless. Everyone was telling me that I needed to submit to that guy, but that would mean fully giving up Jenna, not to mention my ability to get hard without his permission.

Maybe I could challenge him? Maybe all it would take is one good smack to that guy’s jaw and I would be the hero. Ideas swirled in my head. On one hand I loved seeing him with Jenna as damn hard as it was to admit. There was no way that I could fool myself into thinking that I could do anything near like he could do to her. Also, and as equally hard as it was to admit, I did somehow feel safer locked in that cage. My little erections had gotten me into so much drama in the past that if I thought about it, it wasn’t really worth the hassle. His guidance would save me from that.

What the hell was I saying? Was I actually happier being caged? My mind was all jumble about what I thought I wanted.

Suddenly I knew what I wanted, I needed to talk to Jenna. But there were no signs of her and I didn’t hear her in bathroom. I walked through the doorway and there by the sink was a letter. -“Hi honey! We had a wonderful day today and I can’t wait to see you later! Mother and I went shopping so we will be out until this evening. Have a great day! Your Jenna P.S. Keep yourself out of trouble:)”

I guessed that I was on my own for the day. I undressed from my boy-shorts and took a shower. I made sure to shave all that Jenna liked. It did make me feel ‘better’ smooth. It was something that was hard to explain.

When I got out of the shower my eyes fell onto that unused cabinet. I had to pause. That cabinet contained Miss Kat’s penetration device. Did I really need it? Why was it inside me in the first place?

For some reason and without thinking I went over to the cabinet and pulled out the plug. I walked over to the sink and washed it as best I could with soap and water. This thing had been with me for several hours last night. Again, without thinking too much about it I checked Jenna’s cabinets and found some K-Y. I gave my plug a decent slathering, bent over like a prom queen, and inserted it into my ‘boy-pusssy’.

The sensation was familiar; at first it was a piercing pain, but once I relaxed it slid right in and fit into place. Once it was adjusted it felt almost awesome, awesome and right that it should be there. I was reminded of Miss Kat and her watch over me. It sent a beta shock to my shaven penis.

I looked a bit in the room for another pair of boy-shorts but didn’t give to much effort before walking straight out the door shutting it behind me.

“Good morning sweetie,” came a familiar voice.

I turned around to see the beautiful Brittney standing there. She had on the same outfit as yesterday, except today she was wearing these cute, white baby-doll socks. She looked a bit worn and seemed to have more makeup on compared with the previous day, but she had a big smile and her disposition was a warm as ever.

“I was waiting for you,” she said with her cute smile.

“Brit!” I said beaming, “Are you ok?”

“What?” she asked seemingly shocked. “Why the ‘ell wouldn’t I be?”

I wrapped my arms around her neck. My penis began to get erect as we were close. She was so damn sexy.

She seemed more confused as anything. “Maybe I should ask if you are okay,” she said patting my back.

I released the hug. “I’m just glad that everything is alright,” I said trying to get my composure.

She looked down and saw my small stiffy forming. “Oh my,” she said smiling, “The little stinker is out this time out I see?” We both looked down at it. “At it seems it likes me,” she said giving a wry smile before flicking the tip and walking toward the supply closet, “Come’on we are running late.”

This time she seemed to only want to supervise. I found a cart in the corner and decided to load it up with supplies. I found that I was able to get the vacuum on there as well, which was nice so that I wouldn’t have to pull it behind me.

Britney seemed relaxed as she watched me get everything ready. She gave me some pointers as to what I might need and even kindly put a few items onto my cart. When it looked like we were fully loaded we büyükçekmece escort left.

As she walked in front of me I couldn’t help stare at the back of her milky-white thighs and the amazing ass that they were attached to. This time my erection was able to fully develop.

“So,” she said breaking the silence, “What did you think of the show? Enjoy it?”

I hurriedly caught up with here so we were even as we walked. “Uh yea,” I said trying to play it cool. “It was amazing, you were really good.”

“What? Good at getting fucked?” she said playfully. “Why thank you!” she said smiling.

“Well I mean,” I tried to correct myself, “You looked amazing and uh…”

She stopped and so I stopped. “Was good at getting fucked?” said again looking me straight in face.

I didn’t know what to say so I just lowered my eyes. She again flicked the tip of my dicklet. “I’m only playing darling,” she said walking again. “You might just say that it is one of my great talents.” She looked back at me as I began to catch up with the cleaning supplies, “You might say that each of us has a talent…”

When we arrived at the first room I knew where to start vacuuming. Brittney simply leaned against the wall and was checking out her phone. It was clear that I would be the only one doing the cleaning today.

As I made my way around the room Brit would occasionally laugh at whatever she was looking at on her phone. After that rough time that guy had given her last night, I thought that she would be laid up in bed or something, but she seemed fine to me.

When I had finished the floor I began dusting and then cleaning the surfaces. There appeared to be some drink stains that really were difficult to remove, but eventually I got them.

Brit had moved over to the couches and when she saw that I was packing up the cart for the next room she called me over. She sat down on her knees on the extremely soft, designer rug. She patted the ground next to her and I sat on my knees as well. We sat with our legs against each other facing opposite directions. It was a little strange to be this close to another girl than Jenna, especially as I was completely naked and had a little hardon. But, Brit made me feel comfortable and safe, so I simply followed her lead.

As we sat, with our legs touching she reached down and put her hand around my little stiffy. For some reason it seemed perfectly natural and I wasn’t a nearly shocked as I thought I might be. Because I was on my knees, it barely protruded from my body, but she did her best to keep a semi-tight grip.

It was strange, but it wasn’t entirely sexual. She seemed to be holding my dicklet as almost friends might hold hands. She wasn’t jerking it, she just held it.

“I knew you were there the whole time ya know?” she said looking down at her hand and it’s contents.

“You did?” I asked.

She nodded in the affirmative. “I knew you were watching me,” she again seemed to be talking to me but not at the same time. “I was worried that you would be worried for me. Was I right?”

I nodded that she was.

“I knew it,” she said still admiring her control in her hand. “I bet you came though. Am I also right about that?”

This time I paused a bit before nodding again that she was.

“I knew that too,” she said almost in a dreamy state. “That’s good.”

I couldn’t exactly tell what Brit was thinking. But she began massaging my dick as she held it. She didn’t seem to be wanting to cause me to ejaculate, she seemed almost curious to play with it as if it were a curiosity. For my part, I simply went with whatever she wanted.

“What did you think of ’em?” She asked. “That guy?”

I had to think for a minute before answering. “He seemed like a real animal,” I said honestly.

“Yea…” she still said dreamily, but this time her eyes lit up and she seemed happy about my answer. “He sure was…”

I took her pause and began to speak up, “He looked like he was too rough with you, like he was hurting you. I was scared.”

She snapped out of her state and looked me in the eye for the first time. “I was scared too!” she said with a smile on her face. “Did you see that cock?”

She returned her gaze to my penis in her hand. “Haven’t you heard about pleasure and pain being neighbors and such?”

I sort of half-nodded.

“Isn’t it amazing how a little bit of pain can awaken the senses?” as she said this she reached under me and pressed on my plug giving me a jolt in my boy-pussy. How she knew about that I had no clue. Before I could ask her hand went back to my penis. “I think you may be more aware than you are letting on,” she said giving me that cute smile.

I sort of half-nodded in agreement.

“Do you know what subspace is?” she asked.

I shook my head that I didn’t.

“Subspace is a wonderful place that betas like us get to go when the real world gets so tough,” she said eyeing her hand. “A place where the harshest realities can be… pure… bliss…” çağlayan escort She squeezed my little guy as she said this. That combined with our bare legs touching was sending beta shocks through my body.

She looked up at me. “I know you’ve been there,” she said assuredly.

“Why do you say that?” I asked confused.

She started drawing lines on my leg with her index finger. “If I say that a stronger man took your girlfriend from you and fucked the shit out her right in front of you while you helplessly watched,” she paused for effect before asking, “How does that make you feel?”

I lowered my eyes while trying to process the question. Brit looked down just in time to see my small hardon twitch.

Her eyes lit up and she got a smile on her face. “Welcome back,” she said coolly. “How was your little trip?”

“What do you mean,” I asked somewhat embarrassed for what had just happened.

“It seems like you have the gift,” she said.

“What gift?”

“The gift of submission,” she said returning her hand to my dicklet. “Not everyone can go there. I get to go there when faced with the challenge of satisfying an animalistic thug with a monster cock. You get to go there, well…” She paused in thought. “More often than you care to admit.”

I sat on her words.

“Tell me, what were you thinking while that man had his way with me?” she asked.

“Well, I… at first I wanted to stop him,” I answered.

“But you knew you couldn’t?” she asked pointedly.

I dishearteningly nodded in agreement.

“So what did you do instead?” she asked gripping my stiffy.

I again lowered my eyes knowing the answer.

“You came?” she answered her own question.

Again I half-nodded in embarrassment.

“Seeing that stronger man fuck me like a beast, knowing that you were helpless against him, took you to the same place I already was, submission,” she said sweetly. She started to tug a little, “And you made the right decision…”

Again, I sort of sat on her words.

She looked up at me and gave me a sweet smile. “I want you to do something for me,” she said.

I met her gaze and beautiful face. “Uh, what’s that?” I asked.

She looked back down and this time took my penis between her thumb and middle finger. “Well, don’t do it so much for me, but also for yourself,” she said as she began moving up and down near the top of my little stiffy. “I want you to fully submit to Jake.”

As she said this I felt a huge jolt though my body. It was beta submission getting the better of me.

“He’s too strong for you,” she said in a very caring manner. “You need to fully submit to him and his power over you,” she said as she continued to jerk me with her two fingers. “Only then you will be free.”

I started to moan a little, “But Brit…”

“You are on the bottom, a pleaser,” she continued. “Jenna deserves you, but also Jenna deserves… more.” Her jerking intensified.

“Brit please,” I pleaded.

“Trust me,” she said sweetly but seductively, “Once you fully submit to the Alpha, the very next time you watch him fuck her will be pure… bliss…”

As she said this my body went into spasms as my orgasm shot its little spurts out of my tiny erection. Britney kept her fingers firm near the top of my stiffy as I squirted. I moaned not unlike a bitch as I came. Brit looked at me approvingly.

She produced a silk handkerchief from somewhere and began wiping up my dribble. The combination of Kat’s penetration of me and Brit’s guided exploration of my submissive side sent me into a state of ecstasy. Tears formed a bit as I my body came out of its orgasmic state.

We looked at each other and smiled before she said, “Welcome back.”

Brit got up off of the floor and threw the handkerchief into the garbage on my cart. Still in a post-orgasmic state I also got up and tried to collect myself. In silence I made sure that I had all of my supplies and that the cart was fully loaded. Brit stood at the hallway that would take us to the next room. I then gathered my things and we went on.

For the remainder of the rooms we didn’t talk much. The experience that she had taken me though needed time to be fully understood and more conversation would only get in the way.

After cleaning all the remaining rooms by myself we eventually made it back the storage closet where I put everything back.

Brit stood in the hallway with her cute short skirt and adorable face. We stood face to face. Although my balls were mostly drained, somehow I was able to again sport a little semi. She flicked the tip with her finger.

“Looks like it might be peeking it’s head out for another go?” Brit said playfully.

I sort of hung my head. “I guess…” I answered blushing sheepishly.

“Maybe another time,” she said playfully.

There was a moment of silence before she spoke, “I really do hope you make the right decision.”

I sort of half-nodded again.

“Being a great beta cuckold can give ya some çapa escort pride,” she said sweetly. “Am I right?”

I didn’t nod this time.

She pulled me in for a hug, “Well whatever happens sweetie, Jenna is one lucky girl to have met you.”

With that she pulled back and them smiled into my face before turning off down the hallway. My semi and eyes watched her from behind as she left us. She looked amazing. What a lucky guy who got to have her must be. Seeing what I saw last night told me that I would never be able to satisfy a girl like her.

I suddenly became aware of the plug in my ass. Which led me to think of Kat. This led me to think about the kitchen. And this led me to remember that I was fucking late!

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I quickly made my way down to the kitchen hoping that I wasn’t exceptionally late. I made my way inside and looked around for my manageress.

“You’re late,” I heard from the corner. Kate hopped off the counter and came walking over to me. She still had on her tank-top and Chuck Taylor’s, but this time she had on extremely short cutoff jean shorts that showed off her amazingly athletic thighs. Despite having my meager balls drained not that long ago, I felt a beta twinge looking at them as she came my way.

“I know, I’m sorry,” I answered while at the same time getting caught for checking her out.

She stood a few feet in front of me and looked me up and down. The gaze from her beautiful face, those legs, combined with the knowledge that I was again standing in the presence of the one who was continually penetrating me started to give some life to my little guy. She noticed.

She got that wry smile on her face. “Not with me sweetie,” she said gazing down at my groin.

I sort of tried to cover up. I was a bit ashamed, but knowing that we would be spending some time together I simply gave up. She had seen my stiffy yesterday, so another day didn’t seem to matter.

“I’m sorry for that too Miss Kat,” I said sheepishly.

She smiled at her power over me. “It doesn’t really matter,” she said walking off toward the utility shower. “Being late that is. The ladies of the house are out today,” she paused before looking back at me. “Most of the ladies are out today, so there are no dishes, that saves you some time.”

I followed behind her. When she stood near the bucket I knew what to do. I filled it up with soap and water and grabbed a rag. “Your apron is still being embroidered,” she said smugly, “So how about you do your chores today is all your… glory?”

I nodded and took myself to the corner of the kitchen, got down on all fours and began cleaning.

She jumped up on the counter behind me. I could feel her gaze looking down on me.

“I see you followed my direction,” she said plainly.

“Huh?”

“Your ass,” she said equally plainly, “Your ass is filled. Like I told you to like it should be.”

When she said this I again got a beta pulse to my little nub. I also became aware of her device presently filling me.

“Yea I guess so…” I answered, “It just felt like the right thing to do…”

I could almost feel her smiling behind me. “Of course it did,” she replied in a tone that I couldn’t quite place. She paused a bit before asking me directly, “You still gonna challenge Jake aren’t you?”

I sat on my knees and looked back at her. “What? What do you mean?” I asked.

“I can see it in your eye,” she said looking right at me. “You still want to be the man. Be Jenna’s king? Be a stud for the ladies?” She raised her eyebrows looking at me. “Isn’t that right?”

I lowered my gaze at her directness. “I guess so,” I said being unsure. “It’s possible…”

She laughed a little. “Oh sure,” she said in a mocking tone. “Let’s paint this picture shall we? You hurried in here because you were worried you were late, to do the dishes by the way. Without hardly any prompting you practically dove down to clean the floor…”

“I wanted to help,” I interrupted.

She paused to reply to my interjection. “Of course you did sweetie,” she said smiling before continuing on her discourse. “You are naked only because your apron isn’t done being personalize. And lastly your ass if filled because it ‘felt like the right thing’. Do I have that correct?”

Although everything she said was true, my mind still went to overpowering that asshole Jake. “I just need one good punch,” I said.

“Awww sweetie,” Kat looked genuinely concerned. “You and reality are in for a knockout meeting of epic proportions.”

I thought about hitting him and then returned to cleaning the floor. “You don’t understand,” I said.

“No, I honestly don’t,” she said in response. “I’ve never been cuckolded.”

“Jenna will see how helpful I am around here and then she will ditch that guy and we can get on with our lives,” I invented. My god, was I now even lying to myself?

“Oh sweetie,” Kat said laughing to herself, “You make a horrible Alpha, but you somehow make an even worse liar.”

“Well what am I supposed to do?” I asked turning to her.

“I told you, I’m not your fucking psychologist. You will do whatever you want,” she said matter-of-factly. “But if you want some advice, I would trust your instincts, and I mean your actual, real, from-birth instincts, not whatever macho shit has been drilled into your head since your first army man.”

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