An adult stories – Cuckold Camp Ch. 07 by madelinemasoch,madelinemasoch Chapter Seven
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The Taskmaster
All of the cuckolds were lined up on the dungeon floor once again. Matty knelt in the middle of the group, with Finn at her left side and Mason at her right, both of them still clad in only their leashes. Chuck was beside Finn and Brendan was beside Mason.
As long as she wasn’t beside Chuck, Matty was fine; the stench of this fatass could probably kill a small animal. She wished the queens would take him outside and spray him down, or something.
She herself felt quite uncomfortable; she needed a good shower and a shave. Her long dark brown curls were unkempt and her legs were growing spiny with hairs. Maybe she would have the chance to beg for it today.
Goddess Raina stepped out from the back of the room in her leathers and ran her whip down the line of cuckolds, starting with Brendan. Matty shivered with anticipation as she felt the end of the whip graze her back and move on to Finn’s. She wondered what was in store for them today.
She also wondered why it was that Mason was the only one who was locked; so many people into this sort of thing had a bit of an obsession with chastity cages, as she noticed online, but Mommy Eleanor never thought she needed one.
“Your dick is useless anyway,” she remembered her saying, “What do we need a cage for?” As was most usual when it came to her Mommy, Matty gratefully agreed.
Raina stepped up in front of the kneeling cucks and said, “You whiteboys are weak, naked, and defeated for us–and for your girlfriends back home. There will be no more disobedience from you, and certainly no more escape attempts.”
Her thick black lips opened up to launch a glob of saliva that landed directly on Mason’s forehead. He looked up at her angrily for a moment, then his gaze just fell down to her boots in shame.
The big black goddess continued, “A good whiteboy is obedient, submissive, and knows their place in this new world: far down at the very bottom.” She cracked her whip on the floor, and Finn and Brendan jumped in their skin.
Her dark eyes narrowed and scanned all of their gazes, which were mostly locked firmly on her leather-clad black body.
“You are inferior. You will always be inferior. You’re here to ensure you remember that,” she said with a tone expressing a sexual hatred. Matty felt her little dick twitch.
“Yes, Goddess Raina,” she said. The black queen smiled right at her.
It was surreal to be there, to be under the yoke of such feminine power somewhere other than within the walls of Mommy Eleanor’s apartment. Matty couldn’t help but smile back.
“The sissy sets a good example to you all,” Raina said, pointing at Matty with her whip.
“Soon, you’ll all be just a bit more like her, at least. Now, we have some new roles for all of you, as you will be remaining here for quite some time. Fiona!” she called out. Matty was so excited to see what their new roles might be.
The thick redheaded snowbunny stepped out of one of the backrooms and traipsed up to the line of cuckolds, still clad in her new red Queen of Spades gear from the day before. She took her place at Raina’s left side and smiled down at all of them. “Where is Alexandra?” Raina asked her.
“Oh, she’s upstairs, I think,” Fiona replied.
“Go and get her. We need her to decide, as well,” Raina answered.
Then, the sounds of footsteps on the staircase behind her could be heard, and another deep, black, masculine voice, “I’ve got her.” A tall black man stepped down into the dungeon floor with the thick blonde snowbunny in her pink Queen of Spades gear at his arm.
The man was wearing an all-black suit, in even more stark contrast to the naked cuckolds kneeling on the floor than would be usual.
“King Abraham,” Raina said lustily to him, “I didn’t think you’d be joining us so soon in the week.”
“If it’s time to delegate the roles, I don’t want to miss it,” he replied coolly and smiled slightly at her.
He was rather handsome, tall, lean, and impressive as a man, with a full black beard and a clean cut of hair. This was the kind of man Mommy Eleanor would love to share her bed with.
Matty watched Fiona’s eyes dart back and forth between Alexandra, who was grinning, and Abraham. Everyone was wondering whether or not they had fucked yet. “I’ve been teaching Alexandra here a few things, but she’s not ready to take it all the way yet,” he said with a suave wink at Raina, as if he read the minds of everyone there.
Matty wondered why that could be. Was it possible these were beginners all along, like some of her fellow cucks seemed to be?
“Where’s Layla?” Raina asked Abraham. There was another domme there, apparently–an exciting possibility.
“She’s out,” Abraham answered. “The four of us will suffice.”
“Right, then,” Raina affirmed. Abraham’s eyes then scanned the line of cuckolds on their knees before him. He outright laughed at all of them there, a laugh that was full-throated and deep.
“Whiteboys get more pathetic everyday, it seems,” he said before laughing again. Fiona and Alexandra joined in his laughter this time–it seemed Fiona was looking particularly at Finn.
Abraham stepped up to Brendan and tugged his face by the scruff of his unkempt beard. “Is this the little cocksucker?” he asked.
“Yup,” Raina said with a giggle.
Abraham slapped Brendan’s face lightly and said, “You like sucking dick, whiteboy?”
Brendan hesitated a moment, staring up at this godly black man, then nodded his head up and down slowly. Raina and Fiona laughed again–Mason and Finn joined them, though Finn only did so nervously.
Abraham turned his face back to Raina and asked, “Fluffer duty for this one?” with a full-toothed grin.
“It would make sense, as he’s had practice in that regard,” Raina said. Matty was right; Brendan was a liar, but not in the way he tried to make them think.
“I think he’d enjoy it too much,” Fiona argued coldly.
“We’ll determine that in due time,” Abraham said to settle the argument for the time being before taking his big black hand off Brendan’s scruffy little cheek and stepping slowly to stand in front of Mason instead.
Matty looked at Fiona nervously, hoping she didn’t get fluffer duty–she was good at sucking dick, but wanted something else. Maybe it would be worth it if she also got to watch this black king fuck these ultra-thick snow queens, but she honestly presumed they would all get the opportunity eventually as part of their training, anyway.
Abraham looked down on Mason like he was a disgrace to all mankind. “Well, look what we have here,” he said in his deep black voice, “An emasculated little beta, learning his place. Did she lock you up, whiteboy, or was it your girlfriend before you got here?”
Mason didn’t even look up at the black king, with Raina’s spit still drying on his pale face, and didn’t so much as give an answer, either. Abraham pulled his gaze up by his chin and glared down at him. “I asked you a question, whiteboy!” he said sternly.
“It was Fiona,” he finally answered, surprisingly not looking scared, just angered and frustrated.
“Did you thank her?” Abraham asked him. Mason would never say thank you to anyone for anything, Matty presumed, but this man didn’t know that.
“Why would I do that?” Mason retorted with all his frustration in his now somewhat guttural tone.
“You have to be polite to your superiors, beta,” was Abraham’s answer. “You’re lucky she so much as touched you. Now, say thank you.”
Mason hesitated until Abraham grabbed him around his head and forced his gaze to Fiona. “Thank you, Mistress,” he muttered, defeated.
“For…?” Abraham goaded him on.
“For locking up my white cock,” Mason said, his lip quivering with frustration. Abraham laughed in his face, and so did Fiona.
“Good boy,” Abraham said before letting go of his head. He turned back to the dommes and said, “I think we should make this one clean the toilets.”
“I agree,” Alexandra said, “He has a certain janitorial look to him.”
“What?” Mason blurted out, flabbergasted.
Abraham turned back to look down on him again. “Is there a problem, whiteboy?” he asked tauntingly.
Mason looked past him to the dommes and said, “You bitches can have your fucked up fantasy, but I’m not cleaning your shit up.”
Abraham raised an eyebrow at him, then backed away, extending both his arms to call the dommes forward.
Raina, Fiona, and Alexandra all stepped up to Mason, their heels clanging on the dungeon floor. Raina backhanded Mason almost as hard as she had Matty the day before.
“First of all,” she said with rage in her voice, “this is not a fantasy. It’s your new reality.”
“And you’d better accept it before it’s too late,” Fiona chimed in. Mason looked absolutely defeated, and still so painfully frustrated by all of this.
“Secondly, it won’t just be our shit you’ll be cleaning up. It’ll be the entire fucking house, all by yourself. Do you understand that?” Raina pressed on at him.
“Yes, Goddess Raina,” Mason finally muttered.
Raina whisked around and stepped towards the back again, Fiona and Alexandra backing off with dark little grins on their pretty faces. Abraham looked at Raina and said, “That one’s decided, then.”
Matty couldn’t help but laugh a little; she found it so interesting how, at the end of the day, even the alpha males couldn’t match the assertion of female power.
Then, as Abraham stepped up to her a bit, she realized it was her turn. She just smiled up at him like a good girl. Nobody would ever catch her acting like as much of a failure of a cuckold as Mason was.
“You must be the sissy,” he said to her.
“Yes, Sir,” Matty replied dutifully, her grin not subsiding. She was glad he could still tell in spite of her nakedness.
“Do you like sucking cock, sissy?” he asked her now.
“I don’t prefer it, Sir, but I’ve been told I am quite good,” she responded.
“Hmm…” Abraham stood back and thought a moment, his right hand scratching the hair on his prominent chin.
“We’ll decide your role momentarily,” he said, stepping away from her and over to Finn. Raina nodded at him as he did.
“You look like a nice whipping post,” Abraham said, examining Finn carefully, “with a body as stiff as a board.”
He then knelt down and gave Finn’s little cock a flick with his fingers, making him wince. “And a little whiteboy dick as stiff as a board, as well.”
Abraham chuckled softly to himself and stood back on his feet, towering over all of them once again.
“We need a punching bag, a whipping boy, someone to take our frustrations out on,” Raina explained, “That’s one of the roles.”
“Give it to Matty,” Finn pleaded to his superiors, “She’ll probably enjoy it.”
This asshole was trying to throw her under the bus–or under the black man’s fist.
“No, I agree,” Fiona spoke up from the back of the room. Finn flashed a smile of relief at her before she finished speaking, “Make Finn the fluffer. He thinks sucking cock is funny… I want to see him try it for himself.”
“Yeah, he’s better looking than Brendan. It’ll be a good show,” Alexandra chimed in. In spite of the compliment, Finn now looked horrified.
“Any objections to that, Raina?” Abraham asked as he turned to her.
“He doesn’t have any experience doing that. It could be bad head,” she said, matter of factly.
“No, but he is good looking, for a whiteboy…” Abraham breathed as he stepped closer to Finn and touched his face.
“I’d like to see this face on my cock. You’re the fluffer-boy now, Finn.” Abraham moved on to the end of the line.
Matty grinned into Finn’s look of horror devilishly; now she didn’t have to do it. His gaze fell to the floor.
Abraham looked Chuck up and down carefully now, before letting out a burst of bemused laughter. “This… thing… is truly pathetic,” he said between his chuckles.
“We can’t give you the dignity of the maidservant role… That just wouldn’t be right,” he said, suddenly turning serious.
“I feel bad for whoever’s dating you.” Abraham knelt down to Chuck’s level and stared him in the eyes.
“Why would you waste a woman’s time, whiteboy?” Chuck only sputtered, at a loss for words.
“I hope you haven’t fucked her yourself. That would be a travesty, truly.”
“N-no, Sir, I haven’t, I could never–” Chuck stammered at him nervously.
“Good,” Abraham said seriously before standing up straight again.
Fiona released a barrage of giggles that cut through the cold silence afterwards. Abraham looked so disgusted at the sight of Chuck that Matty became very grateful that she wasn’t fat like him.
Abraham finally turned to the girls and said, “What should we have this worm-thing do?”
“He’d make for a good punching bag,” Raina replied, “being such a fatass and all.”
“Awh, I want to see the sissy beaten,” Alexandra spoke up in a sudden moment of sadism. “I bet she cries when she’s beaten.”
Matty could’ve sworn this girl was wet between her thighs at just the thought of that. It reminded her of her Mommy.
“Matty does have experience in that regard…” Raina thought. “She could probably take it just as well.”
“No,” Abraham said suddenly. “Any good sissy, if she’s not a cocksucker, is a maid. It only makes sense.”
The girls all looked at him, not disagreeably, just at a loss for words themselves in that moment. Fiona sort of smiled.
“You girls can still beat her if it suits you,” he assured them. Alexandra full-on grinned now.
“What will I have to do?” Matty asked meekly.
“Just serve us hand and foot. Drinks, food, praises, anything we say,” Raina explained to her.
“It’s the most dignified position we offer to cucks. Something suitable for someone of your… stature,” Abraham assured her, now. He was so nice–so unlike Mommy’s lover.
“I’ve always wanted a sissy servant of my own,” Fiona said quietly, almost to herself back there.
“What does that leave to the other two?” Alexandra asked Raina and Abraham.
“Whipping boy and court fool,” Abraham replied as a matter of course.
“Court fool?” Alexandra questioned, intrigued.
“Just someone to humiliate themselves for our amusement,” Raina answered. “Not that they all aren’t already doing that. It helps a whiteboy learn their place.”
“I think Brendan needs that more than Chucky over there,” Fiona chimed in.
“No, I disagree,” Alexandra said. “It would be funnier to make Chuck do that. Brendan just needs a good beating, the little soyboy fuck that he is.”
Raina stopped and considered the issue for a moment. “What do you think, King?” she asked Abraham.
The king stroked his beard and glanced at Brendan. “The boy’s got some flab on him, as well, underneath all that disgusting fur. He could use some good beatings.”
“It’s settled, then,” Raina said. “I’ll take Mason upstairs and show him the broom closet, and so on.”
Raina stepped forward and took Mason’s black leash in her free hand, turning around to exit. Mason only crawled forward once the slack on the leash disappeared to pull tightly around his neck, but he finally did as he was bid and followed her up on his hands and knees.
Fiona stepped up to Finn just as Raina and Mason were out of reach. She grabbed his pink leash in her hands and said, “Let’s have some fun, my little puppy.”
He smiled up at her and let her lead him all the way to the back of the room and through the farthest door, the same little side room she had spanked Mason in the day before. He was certainly taking a liking to the big redhead, as strange as it was.
No one could deny, refuse, or resist female power, at the end of the day. Matty smiled as well at this realization. Everyone was getting just what they deserved.
This left Alexandra and Abraham there, standing above the three remaining cuckolds. “I have an idea,” Abraham said before scanning the three of them with his eyes once again.
He stepped around and over to Alexandra, brushing her golden hair behind her shoulders with his hands. “Let’s show these whiteboys what real fun looks like.”
Matty’s eyes widened. Were they really going to allow the three of them to watch them have sex, she wondered?
Alexandra smiled brightly like the sun at him as his hands moved lower on her body, down her shoulders and her thick, pale arms all the way to the broadness of her hips.
He squeezed the bit of them that stuck up above her panty strap, and she bit down on her bottom lip. “Let’s make it a challenge for them, actually,” he determined.
“Mm… Cucks love a good challenge,” she replied in full and quick agreement with him.
Abraham turned his gaze to the cuckolds on the floor. “You cucks are going to watch this big blonde beauty suck my dick. You can touch yourselves, but the first one to shoot their pathetic little loser load has to endure a punishment… of her choosing,” he explained to them.
“Yes, Sir,” Matty said, full of anticipation, her eyes locked onto them. Abraham moved his hands back up Alexandra’s luscious body to her round shoulders.
He lightly guided her down to her knees in front of him, and her hands soon found their way to his pants. She undid his belt and left it to the side before pulling down his pants and then his black boxers. His long black cock bounced out, curved like a snake and thick as a wrist even though it was only semi-hard so far.
Alexandra moved her pale fingers to wrap around that massive cock and started stroking it to a full and powerful erection. It pulsed up in her grasp and stood high above her face–just about as long, as well.
The pretty blonde snow queen looked so happy just to be basking in the glory of that long black cock, grinning up at it like nothing else in the world.
Matty was too transfixed by it to even think about touching her useless little self–but it occurred to her then, so she reached down and started tugging on her surprisingly still-limp little nub of a cock. That big black cock had to be the size of at least four of her miniscule white one.
Alexandra straightened the dick in both her hands and welcomed it into her luscious pink lips without much hesitation at all. She sucked on its spear-like tip gingerly, letting it in and out of her mouth over and over again, right in front of the three of them kneeling there to observe this sacred sex.
Matty could tell by her peripheral vision that Chuck and Brendan were tugging their little white dicks as they watched as well–though her focus was entirely on the blonde goddess in front of her, letting this black god into her mouth.
She was practically worshiping him now, embracing the spearhead of his dick with her tongue, swirling it around on it while it was inside her mouth, then popping it out only to do so again moments later.
Soon, some saliva dripped from the dick’s tip onto her fat pale titties, but she didn’t seem to care at all. Her sapphire eyes glanced down and then back up into Abraham’s handsome face.
He truly was a king in that moment. Matty realized she could never get sucked off like this, and felt her tiny penis finally swell into hardness between her fingers as the sweetness of this fact stung her heart.
Then, the golden blonde goddess stretched her neck up so her throat accommodated the beginnings of the big black shaft she had been worshiping. The lines on her pale neck stretched up flat and Abraham steadied himself forth so that his long dick began poking the inside of her throat.
He swayed his hips back and forth to fuck her mouth, some saliva dripping out onto her titties as he went in deeper and out, in deeper and out, over and over again right in front of them.
Matty was amazed at how deep she could take that black python into her throat without gagging or anything. She ended up taking it upon herself to wrap her own hands around his back and push her face up further, swaying her mouth up and down on his cock.
The three of them were treated to the best side-view of the action. Matty turned quickly to her right to see Brendan staring at the cock longingly–probably wishing that was him sucking it as he jerked himself–then to her left to see Chuck working his two fingers on his little nub and holding his gut back with the other hand. Then she just stared forward and watched the greatness unfold.
She simply savored her own inadequacy in that moment, her own inability to do what she was seeing as she basked in this glorious sexual display. As Alexandra sucked up and down on that big black cock, she heard a moan from her right side–Brendan soon spurted his little cum load purely from watching, likely inserting himself into the situation.
Abraham looked back at him and said, “Looks like you’re the loser, boy.”
Brendan grunted as the rest of his little load fell to the floor below. Alexandra looked over at him for a moment and smiled with her eyes, still thrusting her mouth onto the black man’s cock.
Moments later, Chuck gave a grunt and a spurt as well. Matty was the last cuck standing, her little two inch dick still rock hard between her fingers.
Abraham looked at them all, then reached his hands back down around Alexandra’s back to pull her pink Queen of Spades sports bra over her head. Her large breasts fell down loose on her chest like big fluffy pillows of pleasure.
Matty gave a light moan, but knew she wasn’t going to cum. Abraham lifted the bra up and tossed it over to her. It landed on the floor right in front of her.
“A reward for not cumming early like these other cucks,” he said.
Matty let go of her clitty dick and snatched up the pink bra in both her hands at rattling speed. “Thank you, Sir,” she said as she nestled her face into the inside of the bra, savoring the feeling of it having just been so close to such a goddess’s body.
She sniffed it in and soon began licking the fabric, smelling and tasting the sweat this golden queen entrusted her with. Goddess Alexandra’s free titties were so full and perfectly rounded with the rest of her thick torso.
Matty scanned the roundness of her shoulders down to her fatty tits with her eyes as she sniffed and licked the sweat from her bra–the closest she could get at the moment to her. She hoped a lot of opportunities like this would come with her new role as maidservant.
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Brendan pulled his arms and moved his legs so as to test the duct tape that had been wrapped around his limbs. It held tight and didn’t allow him to budge very much at all.
His hands were behind his back, wrists bound together with his ankles. It would certainly hurt when someone finally took the bindings off and pulled his hair out with it.
His kneeling position was rather compromising–he could only sit there on his knees and wonder what was in store for him. Alexandra didn’t say exactly, she just led him to a bathroom after slurping down Abraham’s fat load and bound him up on the shower floor.
His knees grazed the white tiles beneath him to the best of his ability as he tested the bindings and waited.
Finally, Alexandra reentered, this time with Fiona and Abraham in tow. Matty must have kept her bra, because her titties were still free and swaying like great pendulums on her chest.
Abraham had his pants pulled back up, unfortunately. This didn’t last, though.
The black king approached the shower stall and swiftly whipped that long dick right back out, right in front of Brendan’s eyes. It was massive even when it was soft, outdoing him by several inches.
His gaze immediately fixed onto that snakelike curved black shaft, and the king said, “Open wide, whiteboy.”
Abraham’s right hand steadied his dick forward so it pointed right at Brendan’s mouth before he could even open it all the way. Then, a thick stream of yellow piss shot out of that magnificent cockhead and directly into his waiting mouth with expert aim.
Brendan had the instinct to close his mouth right away, but this didn’t help him. The piss just soaked the scraggly hair on his chin and his cheeks and his neck; Abraham wasn’t about to stop on his account.
The piss stream came down steady and hard… unable to move, Brendan just accepted his fate as the piss-mat of this black king towering over him, so strong and muscular compared to the flabby lack of figure that hung around his bones.
Soon enough, Abraham shifted his aim downwards to piss all over his fuzzy torso. The piss soaked into his chest hair, his stomach hair, and seeped down to the hair around his little pink cock.
To his own surprise, his dick stood hard at its fully meager five-inch length, straight up towards the king who degraded him so deeply with his piss.
He almost wanted to stroke it again to make the whole situation more bearable. That wasn’t going to happen with his hands tied behind his back.
Brendan suddenly realized Fiona and Alexandra were cackling at him from behind King Abraham. He scowled at them and wished they would just leave but knew that they never would, feeling his piss-soaked cheeks grow redder with shame.
Abraham redirected his jetstream back to his face to spray him so he had to close his eyes to brace himself too late. Some of it even got into his messy hair.
Finally, Abraham’s stream slowed down to a drip. Brendan sighed with relief knowing it was over.
“You like the taste of my piss, boy?” Abraham asked him derisively.
“No, Sir,” Brendan answered weakly, shaking his little head.
“That’s too bad,” Abraham said with a triumphant grin. He stepped over him further and shook his massive cock off so the drips went right onto the top of his helpless head.
Then, he turned around and went to leave.
“Wait!” Fiona said, much to Brendan’s annoyance. “I have to go, too.”
Oh, great. Fucking fantastic, Brendan thought to himself.
The fat redhead stepped up to the shower and held him by his shoulders, careful to not touch any piss-stained parts of his body, of which there were many now. She pushed him down flat on his back and then removed her red Queen of Spades panties, throwing them on the floor behind her.
When she moved to squat directly over Brendan’s face, he almost gagged out loud. She held her fat pussy open with one hand–surprisingly shaved bare and clean-looking–and proceeded to spray hot piss right into his face, stinging his eyes and choking his nose.
The golden stream rolled down his pale face into his hair and scraggly excuse of a beard. He was so degraded–he was no longer a man at all, just a toilet for his superiors to use.
Thankfully, Fiona’s piss didn’t last as long as Abraham’s. He was far happier to take his than hers, for whatever reason, but it didn’t really matter that much. He was a piss-rag either way.
Her jet-stream soon slowed down to a dribble, but she didn’t stand up straight until it was all done. His pale skin must’ve been stained yellow now.
He opened his stinging eyes again to see the fat redheaded snowbunny stand up straight and step away, only to grab her panties from the floor and stretch them over his head so his nose and mouth were covered by the fabric that had been hugging her asshole all day. It tasted rancid.
“I’ll find another pair,” she said over Alexandra and Abraham’s laughter behind them.
The trio went to leave, but not before Abraham left him with one last humiliating remark. “Good little piss-faggot. Let that shit dry on you. You’re sleeping in here tonight.”
They flicked the bathroom light off and shut the door on him, all three of them releasing streams of mirthful laughter from their better lips.
“Yes, Sir,” Brendan breathed, muffled in Fiona’s sweaty panties, before turning over on the floor in the darkness.