Sexcapades
Chapter 52 Horizons Fate (15)

I called Wendy from the office and let her know that I had to unexpectantly fly to Orlando for the week on business. My firm was in the midst of landing a huge client and at the last minute the lead sales representative became too ill to travel. The week flew by rather quickly and with great success. I left Orlando with the signed contract and anxious to get back home. I had called several times during the week and each time Wendy seemed anxious for me to return.

When I pulled up to the driveway, I saw the familiar sight of Lucas's white Volvo. I let myself in and yelled to Wendy that I was home. Snow, our little puppy tore into the den, his front two paws tearing at my trouser legs. Wendy emerged in a housecoat looking rather disheveled. Her look was one of surprise that I was home so early. At that moment Lucas walked into the den, his towering black naked frame dripping with sweat. It was evident what was going on.

"Michael...babe...," she started before Michael cut her short. "It's okay," boomed Lucas. "He ain't upset. Just tell him."

Wendy looked back at Lucas, and then at me. "Listen, I know about you and Richard." My heart hung in my chest. What did that mean? Was she leaving me for Lucas now? Were we through? She looked me in the eyes. Mine searching hers for where she was going. "Lucas told me. I saw the videos. I know about you. About what you've been doing......and I'm okay with it...really," Wendy said in a hushed almost pleading tone.

I sat down in a chair as Wendy continued. "Lucas came over the day you left. He dropped by with several bottles of wine he said was to replace what we had all drank last Friday." Wendy glanced back at Lucas for a second before she looked back at me and continued. "I knew he shouldn't be here while you were gone but one thing led to another. Well, the next thing I knew Lucas and I were making love. Afterwards, I started crying. I felt so dirty...so guilty. Like I had betrayed you. That's when Lucas shared with me,... that's when he told me you weren't exactly faithful either. He went out to his car and retrieved some video that he played," she paused as she looked directly at me. "I was shocked but things started to make sense."

I was stunned as Wendy spoke. "Lucas and I, damn, I'll just say it. I love him fucking me. I can't get enough. And I know you seem to be enjoying Richard and it's not like our sex life has been great lately." Wendy halted again and then looked at me in a firm gaze. "Bottom line you own my heart but Lucas owns my body. I still love you but I also know how Lucas makes me feel." There was a silent pause as Wendy and I continued to look at each other. Our eyes locked. "Nothing has to change hun. You and I can still be husband and wife. You can have Richard any time you like and I can be free to have Lucas."

For the first time Lucas chimed in. Folding his arms across his chest, Lucas corrected, "I think you mean I'm free to have you. Both of you listen up." Our eyes were locked on his massive frame. "Wendy has one thing right. You guys can still be man and wife. I got no need for no wife. But let me make it clear...I already own him. Now...I own you. Your p*ssy belongs to me and me only. You can sleep together when I'm not here, but under no circumstance is he to stick his d*ck in that p*ssy. That understood?" Both Wendy and I stared as Lucas look at us for a response. His towering naked body stood in front of us. I could not help but notice his long ebony d*ck and heavy balls which hung below his waist. "I said,... is that understood?" Almost in unison we replied, "Yes."

"Good. Now Michael, from here on out Wendy here is your mistress. You can eat her sweet little p*ssy whenever she wants or I tell you. And if she feels sorry for you, maybe she'll jack you off. But no c*ck of yours touches the p*ssy. Got it?" he spelled out.

"Yes sir," I replied.

"And you," he looked over at Wendy, "Disobey me once and no more of my c*ck. You and him can go back together but we're through and deep down we both know you're hooked on my black d*ck. Aren't cha'?" Wendy nodded her head. "Say it."

"I'm hooked on your black c*ck," she replied "Tell Michael what you are," he smirked.

"I'm Lucas's white c*ck slut," she replied.

"Good. Now, Michael, do you agree that you both are my personal slaves. To do whatever I say?" he smirked.

"Yes sir," I replied.

"Very well, let's seal this deal. Part those legs bitch and let Michael here get that box ready for my d*ck again."Wendy sat back in the chair, opened the housecoat and parted her legs. Instantly, I saw that she had shaved her p*ssy bare. Gone was the little strip of pubic hair leaving her c*nt bald. I stuck my tongue in the familiar p*ssy and knew in a moment that Lucas had recently deposited a load in her hot box. I could taste his sperm mixed with her love juice. "Taste me boy?" he chuckled. "I've been fucking this little slut ever since you left....several times a day. She can't seem to get enough of my black c*ck. She sucks my d*ck almost as good as you do!" I continued to lick her twat until Lucas pushed me away and told Wendy to get on the floor. She crawled down from the chair onto her hands and knees. Lucas mounted her doggie style while I watched his back d*ck saw in and out, stretching my wife's juicy p*ssy. I knew my wife would never again be satisfied with my smaller d*ck as he pushed his c*ck further into her beautiful p*ssy.

Lucas would reach under her and pull at her nipples alternating from one breast to the other. Occasionally Lucas slapped her ass hard as his black crotch slammed into her white a*s. After several minutes, he removed his d*ck slick with her love juice, and then pushed it back at her as*hole. I was blown away. In eleven years of marriage she never let me fuck her in the a*s. She even objected to me sticking my fingers in her back door. But here was Lucas pushing his huge black d*ck into her gorgeous rear end.

"Oh yeah, fuck my a*s," she cried. "Give me that black d*ck. Stick it in my a*s. I want to feel your c*ck in my a*s."

"What are you?" he responded.

"I'm your slut. I'm your little whore. Fuck me with your d*ck. Ohhhhh, I love your d*ck"

"Do you belong to me? He grunted in between thrusts.

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"Yea, baby. My p*ssy belongs to you...only you. Just keep fucking me with your big d*ck. I love your d*ck baby."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My wife, who rarely ever cursed, was using one laced filled profane word after the other. Lucas rammed his c*ck in and out her *ss, over and over, until he groaned and shot deep in her back door. Pulling out, his d*ck left streams of c*m across her back. He would push his d*ck back into her gaping hole and then pull it out rubbing it across her glistening a*s covered in their sweat. As Lucas got up he settled into a chair. Catching his breath he informed us he would come over whenever he liked. When he did, we were always to be naked. Some nights he might send me over to stay with Richard so he could be alone with Wendy. He might have me service his friends and perhaps take Wendy in front of them but she was his and his only.

Since that afternoon, Wendy and I have continued to remain husband and wife to much of the world. But behind closed doors, we are slaves to Lucas, doing whatever he commands. He really enjoys coming in my wife's p*ssy or a*s and then have me lick her clean. While Wendy enjoys this too, she seems to really get off watching me give Richard or Lucas a blowjob or having one of them take me up the a*s. Wendy will sit in a chair and rub her cl*t, as Richard slides his c*ck in and out of my a*s.

A few days ago, Lucas decided to take us to the tattoo parlor where he took Richard to get his piercings. Our master said it was time we were both marked as his personal property. Lucas said he would like to see me with nipple rings like Richard since I seemed to be so fascinated with his. He allowed Richard to pick them out. Richard has for some time asked for me to pierce my nipples. It was as much a commitment to Richard as it was a symbol of Lucas's domination over me. Richard sat in a chair beside me and held my hand as my nipples were cleaned, clamped and pierced. The second seemed to hurt worse than the first. Perhaps because I knew it was coming. But I wouldn't trade the look for anything and am really glad Michael made me do it.

We waited for a while on Wendy as Lucas decided on a tat for her. It wasn't until we got home that I was able to see what he had selected. Lucas settled on a tribal tat on her lower back just below her waist line but above her a*s. On her right breast was two bold black Asian looking letters. Lucas informed Richard and I the markings are the Chinese symbols for "Slave". They also pierced her navel which was something Wendy had always expressed an interest in doing after seeing models with belly rings in her magazines. It was the third tattoo that really floored me. Just above her shaved p*ssy lips to the right are the words "Lucas's C*ck Slut". While the letters are not huge, the words tattooed in black are very legible and leave no doubt who owns Wendy's p*ssy. Lucas had toyed with the idea of piercing her cl*t but figured she had gone through enough for one day.

Seeing my wife on her knees, the tats on her young shapely body, her plump pink lips sliding up and down on Lucas's black c*ck is beyond description. It makes my d*ck rock hard to see his black body lying on top of hers. Her tanned slender legs wrapped tightly around his lower back. I still can't believe it's her. Then again, I'm sure she can't believe it when she sees me on all fours, nipple rings dangling from my chest, with a d*ck in my mouth and one in my *ss.

Last night Lucas dropped a huge bombshell on her. He came across a photo of Wendy younger sister Kirsten on our bookcase. Immediately, Lucas began asking questions and Wendy's evasions simply made it worse. Lucas gave her an ultimatum of arranging for Kirsten to visit or else he would cut Wendy off from his d*ck. I felt sad as I heard Wendy crying in the bedroom but I know she will give in to his demands. Kirsten is 26 and got married last year. Lucas set a date of July for Kirsten's visit. In the end, Wendy will recruit her younger sister for Lucas. She too will be introduced to his d*ck and I'm sure, like her sister will become a slut for his black c*ck.