Part 12
Saturday found Billy and Tammy back at the club. Billy had been assigned as the personal maid to Tammy and Thomas for the evening and after Tammy finished laughing at her husband’s attire, she found herself quite comfortable in the role of superior around the degraded white boy.
Billy was dressed in the quintessential French Maid’s outfit, complete with a black blouse and skirt, trimmed out in white lace fringe. He wore white, thigh-high, stockings and black Mary Janes. The panties he’d been forced into were white lace as were the elbow-length gloves that adorned his arms. On his head the poor white boy wore a small, black, maid’s cap also trimmed in white lace. He looked ridiculous and his wife let him know it with her raucous laughter at first sight.
Billy stood silently by as Thomas ordered dinner for himself and Tammy. The white husband was ignored as his wife and her lover enjoyed a five-star dinner complete with an expensive Bordeaux. The happy couple laughed and joked with each other like old flames as they enjoyed their romantic evening. Billy watched with tears in his eyes as his darling wife fawned over the handsome, well built, black man.
Billy heard Thomas say, “After dinner, I have a gift for your hubby. Well, it’s actually for your benefit but he’ll be the recipient. I’m sure you’ll love it very much though.”
“Oh you’re so thoughtful Thomas, I love that you’re willing to include little Billy in our evening. He seemed so lost the last time we were here; I just know he’ll feel better if he gets to be a part of the fun.” Tammy said with a quick smirk toward her husband.
“Oh, I know how to include a cucky hubby in a blossoming relationship like ours. He’ll have to learn his place at some point and I believe it should be right at the beginning. By the end of this night, your little sissy will know exactly where he stands in your new life, I can assure you of that.”
Thomas glanced at Billy and said, “Maid, more wine.”
Billy stepped forward and said, “Yes Sir” as he poured from the expensive bottle to fill his wife’s and her lover’s glasses. “I’m sorry Sir, the bottle is empty now.” The white boy said.
Thomas was about to speak but it was Tammy who said, “Honestly Billy, are you not smart enough to figure out what to do next? Do you need the Alpha to guide you in every little detail?”
Billy was crushed by her words and her tone but he smiled through his tears and said, “No Ma’am, I don’t need that. Thank you for correcting me. I’ll get another bottle right away.”
Tammy smiled, enjoying the game immensely before saying, “Good boy, go fetch.”
Thomas laughed at the way his hot date had taken to her role as the dominant in the marriage and watched with a gleam in his eye as the broken husband crept to the bar for a fresh bottle of wine.
“You seem to have taken to controlling your boy quite nicely Tammy. I’m impressed.” The black man said.
Tammy smiled at him adoringly and answered, “Oh I love my husband very much Thomas, I do, but seeing how easily he fell into step has made me realize how right you are about the way of the world. White boys truly are inferior to black men. As much as I love him, I see him now as the weaker part of this relationship. He’s a wonderful husband, but nothing compared to you in the romance and sex department. I’m thrilled to have such a handsome, intelligent, sexy man as yourself to show me the true passions of the world. Billy is simply playing his part. He’s my little servant.”
“Wonderful!” Thomas said with a huge smile. “It’s always so nice to see a white woman open her eyes to the reality of having a black owned, sissy, husband. I’m going to show you just how amazing life can be once your husband truly toes the line in all things.”
Billy returned and the couple turned to discuss their plans for the evening. The white boy had to stand there in his maid’s uniform listening to his wife make plans to bed her lover. The couple held hands across the table and stared into each other’s eyes as they discussed their plans for each other’s bodies.
Before dessert could even be ordered, Tammy said, “I can’t wait any longer Thomas, can we go upstairs now?”
Thomas said, “Of course my dear. Maid? Run ahead to the Lavender Suite and get it ready for us. Light all the candles set the lighting to the appropriate mood, and turn on your wife’s favorite romantic music. Oh, and when you’ve finished, make sure there’s a good supply of extra-large condoms in the nightstand, then you can wait on your knees at the foot of the bed.”
Billy blushed over his entire body and said, “Yes Sir, right away sir.” The white boy had been warned many times leading up to tonight not to say or do anything that would upset Tammy. His wife made it quite clear that he was to obey every command. Billy had agreed and was obeying as he’d been told, but the act of obeyance was tearing him up inside. He sobbed as he rushed to the suite to complete his tasks.
It wasn’t long before the door to the suite opened and Billy saw his lovely bride being carried across the threshold by the man who’d stolen her pussy from him. The white boy held his breath in anticipation as he watched the bull of a man gently lay his wife on the bed.
Thomas then snapped his fingers at Billy and said, “On your feet maid. I have a gift for you.”
Tammy rolled onto her stomach and stared in wide-eyed wonder with her chin resting in her hands, propped up by her elbows on the king-sized bed.
Billy scrambled to comply, and Tammy giggled when her husband stood in his dress before the huge black man. Billy had never looked so tiny as he did in front of this giant of a man. The white boy indeed looked the part of a feminized maid making Tammy wonder how she ever thought he could satisfy her sexually.
Thomas reached into the inside pocket of his suit jacket and retrieved a small pink box with a pink bow on top. He handed it to the blushing white boy and smiled triumphantly like a conqueror accepting the surrender of a vanquished foe.
Billy gulped audibly as he opened the box and began shaking as he looked at the contents. He had spent enough time reading cuckold stories and watching interracial sissy porn, knowing immediately what the device was. He pulled it from the box with trembling hands and stared at the floor in utter humiliation.
Tammy said, “What’s that? Billy? What is that?”
Thomas grinned cruelly and said, “Tell her maid. Tell your wife what you’re holding.”
In the softest whisper, Billy said, “It’s a chastity cage.”
Tammy giggled and said, “A what?”
Billy cleared his throat but his voice still cracked like an adolescent boy when he said, “A chastity cage. It’s a chastity cage. It locks up a man’s penis so he can’t get any sexual satisfaction.”
Thomas laughed and said, “Well boy, you’re close. It locks up a sissy’s little nubbins. A man would never wear one. And what you’re packing can’t be called a penis. Real men have those, sissy’s have nubbins or clitties.”
Tammy was laughing so that tears rolled down her cheeks when she said, “It’s so tiny, how will it ever fit?”
Thomas said, “Well, I did get a small size, but not the smallest. That will come in time. But trust me, it will fit. Won’t it maid?”
Billy also had tears running down his face but for an entirely different reason as he said, “Yes sir, I’m sure it will.”
Thomas said, “Now white boy, show your wife how it works. I know you’ve seen them before in your depraved porn searches. So, show Tammy how to lock you away. It’s the only way she can be sure you’ll stop pestering her.
The beaten white boy slipped his panties down to his ankles and lifted his skirt to expose his tiny, limp, dicklet to his wife and her lover. Thomas laughed out loud at the sight and said, “Oh you poor girl. How you’ve suffered.”
With a gleam in her eyes and a wicked smile on her face, Tammy said, “You have no idea baby.”
The white boy seemed to shrink between them as he held up his skirt and suffered their ridicule. He blushed in painful degradation as his lovely wife made fun of his shortcomings in front of this hunk of a man.
At a reminder from Thomas, Billy then explained each piece of the device to his wife having to stop several times for her laughter to subside. He showed her how the small ring encircled his little balls and underdeveloped nubbin. He saw her grinning as he slipped the small, pink, plastic, tube over his shrunken peepee, then explained how the lock fit.
Thomas said, “Tammy, you do the honors and lock it. I want him to know it was you who took away his ability to cum.”
The hot wife’s eyes were wide with wonder as she clicked the padlock shut. The tiny click was like a thunderbolt to her sissy husband and Tammy giggled at the way Billy’s body shook at the sound.
Thomas held out his hand for the twin keys to the lock. He then pulled another box from his jacket and handed it to Tammy. The white wife squealed in glee as she opened the box to find an expensive gold necklace. The black man slid the keys onto the necklace and then had Tammy turn around and lift her hair so he could fit it around her slender neck.
The commanding black man then said, “Back on your knees bitch. And if you make a sound, I’ll throw your ass out of this room. You need to prove to me and your wife that you can be a good cucky hubby. We are going to enjoy each other in every way possible and I will make sure she is satisfied in ways you never could. You need to see firsthand what a woman like your wife deserves in bed. What a superior man can offer a beautiful woman like her. You need to see this as much as she needs to experience it. But if you interfere in any way, you’ll never watch us again. Am I making myself clear boy?”
Billy was staring at the black man’s feet as he said, “Yes sir, I understand.”
With that, Thomas turned his back on the white husband and took the enamored wife into his arms. Billy was looking up at them and watching them make out like a couple of sex-starved lovers. The sounds of their passionate kissing could be heard over the romantic music that the white boy knew to be his wife’s favorite.
With skilled hands, Thomas began undressing the white wife, slipping her dress down to her ankles in one swift movement. Tammy had worn no bra as it would have tainted the lines of her expensive dress so her milky white breasts were now on full display. Billy had to stifle a moan as his little dicklet tried to stiffen in its cage.
The white boy watched from his knees as the black man kneaded his wife’s breasts with practiced hands making her groan in pleasure.
Thomas tweaked Tammy’s nipples, pinching them, and pulling them out several inches from her chest. The massive white tits pulled out from her body causing her to moan in ecstasy and a little pain. But the pain was bliss compared to the clumsy way her husband usually fondled her.
It wasn’t long before Tammy’s passion overwhelmed her, and she began pulling Thomas’ clothes from his body like a woman possessed. The two were naked in no time and were lying together in bed still kissing and mauling each other’s bodies.
Billy knelt at the foot of the bed and watched his wife being ravished by a superior black man. The little white boy felt superfluous in his marriage at this point and knew he could never elicit such passion from his wife.
He watched with tears in his eyes and a pain in his crotch as his wife stroked Thomas to full erection. The white boy was stunned to see such a magnificent cock in real life. He’d seen plenty of the porn he was addicted to, but nothing like this. Thomas was at least ten inches in length and thicker than the white boy’s wrist.
Tammy licked up and down the length of the huge cock, stopping occasionally to fill her lips with his plum size balls. She took the time to lick and suck the man’s balls as she stroked his cock, loving the taste and scent of a real man.
When she could no longer stand the itch in her pussy she climbed atop the black man’s body and impaled herself on his massive tool. She screamed in joyful abandon as she felt the huge cock pierce her swollen nether lips. Billy heard the wet squelching sound of an overheated pussy being stretched by the huge invader and was shocked at the wanton sight of his wife’s lustful tryst.
Tammy sank down on Thomas’ cock in the cowgirl position until her beautifully sculpted ass sat firmly against his black balls. She stayed like that for a moment relishing the feeling of being filled with hot cock then began to ride her bull for all she was worth.
Billy was aghast at the wanton display and desperately wanted to stroke his miniature pecker but was chagrined at his confinement. He simply watched in horror as he was fucked by the black man for all she was worth.
The room was soon filled with the sounds and scent of humid, sloppy, sex. The couple had been fucking for nearly forty minutes before Billy realized they’d left the condoms in the drawer of the side table. Tammy was taking that cock raw.
Billy knew better than to object or he would be banished from the room and possibly never allowed to watch again. Such was the addition of a white sissy to being cuckolded. He’d rather risk his wife’s pregnancy than chance not being allowed to watch her defilement.
For nearly three hours Thomas took Tammy in several positions, fucking her harder and faster than Billy could ever imagine. The white boy watched his wife’s massive tits jiggle and sway under her as she was taken doggy style. He stared at her quivering ass cheeks when she rode her stud and listened to the sloppy sounds of her soaking wet pussy being stretched in missionary. Each position was accompanied by the screams of multiple orgasms from his beautiful wife.
The smell of wet pussy was eventually overpowered by that sweat as the couple ravaged each other and the bed on which they coupled.
Finally, Billy heard Thomas say, “I’m gonna cum baby. You want it inside you?”
Tammy yelled, “Yes! Oh, fuck yes! Fill me up! I want your cum inside me, I want to feel its heat. Fill me up, lover!”
The black man roared his orgasm out like a warrior. His body tensed up and Billy could see with clarity the way the man’s balls tightened and pulsed as they released their seed.
It seemed to take several minutes for Thomas to empty his swollen balls into Billy’s wife and the white boy was stunned by the raw power of it all. With a wet sucking sound, Thomas pulled his still impressive cock from Tammy’s red, swollen pussy and rolled over to lay beside her on the bed.
The lovers panted and gasped for air as they held each other in a post-coital embrace that looked to Billy like the most natural thing he’d ever seen.
Thomas growled out, “Water!” And Billy was snapped from his reverie. The white boy rushed to the mini fridge on his knees and grabbed two bottles of water before scurrying back to the side of the bed.
The exhausted lovers drank thirstily and laughed together over their amazing coupling.
Tammy said, “Oh my god, I love fucking you so much. You’re so much better than anything I’ve ever experienced.”
Her poor husband listened with a heavy heart to her proclamation as he knelt patiently by the bed.
Thomas said, “Oh baby, it’s not over yet. Hell, I’m all ready to go right now. I just thought you’d need a little time to rest and maybe clean up a bit?”
Tammy said, “Oh fuck yes! Just let me grab a quick shower.”
She got up and walked right past her husband as if he wasn’t there. Billy thought she forgot all about him.
Thomas propped himself up on his elbows and said, “Tonight she gets to shower. She’s experienced enough of your humiliation for one night and I don’t want her to start feeling sorry for you. But the next time we fuck, and there will be a next time, your skinny ass will be crawling up between her sweaty thighs to lick my mess out of her swampy pussy. You hear me, boy?”
Billy began to sweat thinking of swallowing the thick cum the black man had blasted into his lovely wife but his lack of a backbone made him cave right away. “Yes Sir, I hear you.”
“That’s good. Now you get back to your place and don’t bother us unless we call you boy.”
Billy said, “Yes sir” as he crawled back to the foot of the bed to await his wife’s return and the second round of her wild night.
