Ian cums first with the man stroking him. It actually felt nice. More than just a release.
Then the Alpha blows his manly load in the girly ass. Cum drizzling down Ian’s thighs as the man pulled out.
“Mmm, good. See you next Thursday.” The delivery man said, zipping up and stepping out.
Ian hated the way his tummy fluttered with excitement at the man’s words.
Even with no one there the obedient twink licked his little cummies off the floor.
Friday, after lunch Grant called Ian into his office.
The sissy looked cute in his pink ruffled panties. Pink stockings with the little blue bows. Matching blue high heels. And the pink cutoff nighty.
Grant sat on the couch with Ian across his lap. The Alpha Male lazily spanked the sissy’s ass as he spoke.
“Let me tell you a story cream-puff.
See there was a group of about seven guys in college. We had been friends for years. Almost like brothers.
Then along comes a hot piece of ass, lets call her…I don’t know Wendy.
See she dates one of the guys, but really all the boys wanted a piece of that fine ass. You know what I mean?”
SMACK! Grant punctuated his question with a particularly hard spank.
“Anyway she dates a guy called Franklin, but that eventually goes south. Now see the other guys, they turn their back on Franklin. Cause they all want a shot at Wendy.
Eventually they each try and she shoots them all down. Even me.” WHAP! “That’s fine though. We all stayed friends. But the boys never stopped lusting after her.”
The spanking was interrupted by a knock at the office door.
“Excellent.” Grant said excitedly. He pushed the wimp off his lap and crossed the room. Ian stood up nervously by the couch.
When Grant got to the door, he opened it with a grin. Letting Wendy step in.
“What is wrong with Ian. You weren’t clear…” The beautiful brunette came to a halt when she saw her husband standing in sexy lingerie. Her eyes went wide with shock. A dark premonition shivered through her body. Something was really wrong.
This had to be a prank. Please let it be a prank. She thought desperately.
“What? What’s going on? Ian?”
“Wendy, I…”
“Hush Ian.” Grant interrupted the wimp. He turned to the beautiful woman. “Your husband came to me looking for a position and I gave him one. The one he was born for. Ian is the office bitch.” The Alpha said with a smirk. “This is the sissy you married, I just taught him his proper place.”
Wendy shook her pretty head. Not wanting to be part of this. “N…no. No he’d never agree to this. You…you forced him.” The beautiful wife insisted.
“Sure, the sissy took a little coaxing. Once I showed him what he truly was, though. Hot damn he became a good little cocksucker.” Grant taunted.
“Don’t call him that. Lets go Ian.” She took a few steps toward her husband. She could see the hope in his eyes. A small spark of courage returning to the man she loved.
“Not if he wants to keep his job.”
“We…we don’t need it.” Wendy insisted, unconvincingly.
“Yes, you do. Slut.”
“No! We are…” WHACK! Grant shut her up with a slap to her beautiful face.
What little hope and courage there was faded from Ian, as the red handprint faded from his wife’s pale cheek.
“Bend over the desk, whore.”
Before this moment Wendy would have said that she was a strong, independent woman.
After the slap she felt obedient and humiliated. She wanted to run from the room crying, while her tingling body wanted to submit. To willingly give up all its secrets.
For a moment Wendy looked to her husband for support, hoping he could rescue her. All the sissy could do was look uncomfortably at his feet.
Submissively she walked to the desk. The men watched her bend over just enough to put her palms on the top.
Grant walked up behind her. Ian could see a look of disgust on her face as he slowly ran his hands up her sides.
The Alpha reached around her front. Wendy clenched her eyes shut. Trying to imagine herself anywhere else, as his hands wrapped around her chest.
The office filled with a ripping sound. Wendy gasped in shock. In one quick move Grant tore the front of her suit open, blouse and all.
She could feel his strong fingers reach around the cups of her bra. The first touch on her tits other than her husband in years.
Grant yanked her bra down, and Wendy’s large, magnificent breasts flopped out. She moaned a little as he roughly grabbed her wonderful orbs. “Do you know how long I have waited to play with these?” Grant asked, squeezing and jiggling her tits.
Wendy squeaked as his fingers tweaked, then pinched, then pulled her sensitive nipples. Each act sending thrilling shocks through her voluptuous body. Aimed straight at her, now throbbing, pussy.
Ian knew her breasts were super sensitive. He figured she might actually orgasm from the way her face was flushed. If Grant kept playing with them.
Ian wanted to look away. The sissy wanted to pretend he wasn’t so impotent. That his wife wasn’t being molested in front of him.
But he couldn’t. Ian watched the Alpha male took what was rightfully his. As a lowly beta, Ian didn’t deserve any woman, much less one so beautiful.
Grant gave both tits a light slap. Then pushed on Wendy’s back. Forcing her lower so that her elbows were resting on the desk.
Grant grabbed the hem of her skirt and slowly slid it up. Wendy, body trembling, let out a little moan. Mixed with excitement, humiliation, and shame.
Slowly her white cotton panties were revealed. Covering a sweet round ass.
With a frown, Grant swatted the woman’s ass twice. The sound causing Ian to jump and his little dick to twitch with excitement at his wife’s abuse. “You should be ashamed that your sissy husband wears sexier underwear than you.” The handsome boss chided.
He grabbed her panties and roughly yanked them down. Wendy’s body shivering.
Finally her sweet bare ass was fully revealed. Unable to hold back any longer, grant quickly pulls out his hard dick.
He had planned to make her beg, but this was good enough.
He grabbed her ass and spread her pussylips open with his thumbs. Grinning at how wet she was. Then he shoved his rock hard dick into another man’s wife. The long sought after cunt of his friend, Wendy.
Her moans matched his as he sank all the way to his balls. Her eyes went wide at the unaccustomed intrusion. His dick touched places inside her that Ian could never hope to reach with his sad, nothing, bump.
“Aah, so good!” Grant gloated. “I’ve waited a long time to put you in your place bitch.” Wendy’s pussy clenched his dick tight as he grabbed her long brown hair, forcing her head up.
Tears filled her eyes even as her body responded. She was willingly violating her wedding vows. Right in front of her loving husband.
Grant swatted her ass as he drove his fuck rod into her again and again. “Not too good for me now are you whore?” Wendy grunted from the rough fucking.
Grant reached up and slapped the side of her face from behind. “Are you!”
“Uh! No.”
He slapped her beautiful face again. “No what!?”
“N…no, sir?”
“Ha that’s right you slut.” Grant slapped the whore’s face a third time.
Wendy’s big tits slapped together in time with the Alpha’s deep thrusts. With his balls hitting her pussy, she could feel her orgasm building. As she looked over and saw her emasculated, weak husband she tried to hold back. The reality of what Grant had done to them pushed her over.