Chastity Cuckold Tales: Club Cuckold, Black Owned: 3 - Audio

Chastity Cuckold Tales: Club Cuckold, Black Owned: 3 - Audio
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WELCOME! To Club Cuckold, the exclusive and private club where Black Masters, and their White dates, enjoy an evening of debauched entertainment provided by pink-clad sissy cuckolds. James takes Sara to Club Cuckold for the first time, Sara’s sissy-cuck-husband, Missy, obediently following in his skirt, heels and leash. From the sissy floor show and musical numbers, to the games and special drinks for cuckolds, it’s a night Sara and Missy won’t soon forget, and one Sara will want to repeat…again and again. Is it Missy’s fate to eventually become a frilly pink cocktail waitress and showgirl, serving Black Masters and White Mistresses? Anything can happen to sissy cucks at CLUB CUCKOLD. Note from the Author: Club Cuckold, Black Owned 3 contains guest appearances from characters in my other three novellas dealing with the themes of Black Masters with their white Female lovers…and those adorable chastised/cuckold sissy maids: Black Owned, Black Owned 2: Life Sentence (coming in the Summer of 2012), and WSB Club. Please enjoy these other works. Constance Pennington Smythe

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“I can’t tell you how excited I am about this evening,” Sara shivered as James ran his manly hand under her dress and grabbed her bottom.

“It will be most entertaining, for everyone,” he ran his finger under her garter strap. “I approve.”

“Your instructions were quite specific,” she nearly swooned at the sound of his baritone voice. “And it’s nice to have a man around the house who knows what he wants.”

His laugh was deep and rich, “As opposed to your sissy?” he lifted her chin with his fingers and placed his lips on hers.

She whimpered as she felt his possession and opened her lips, meeting his tongue with her own, but yielding to its entry. Here was a man who knew what he wanted, and took it, and she found his authority compellingly sexy. Even in her nearly six-inch stilettos she had to look up at him; she rose on her toes to get closer, so much did she want to be completely possessed by him.

His hand found her breast and he kneaded it gently, an invitation of things to come. She gasped and moaned into his mouth when his fingers flicked at her nipple.

She broke the kiss, gasping. “Shit, James!” Sara brushed a lock of her auburn hair from her face, her brown eyes alive, “Do you want to take me upstairs and fuck me now?”

The laugh filled the room again. “I apologize, my darling. My ardor had the better of me. It is a tempting invitation, but I think you’ll find this evening most rewarding.”

Sara wiggled her dress back down over her ample hips as she smiled and narrowed her eyes. I don’t know how I ever snagged a piece of man-candy like this, but if that’s what being a Dominant Female Cuckoldress means, then I’m all in. She walked forward, placing one hand on James’s muscled chest and the other on his crotch. “Lover, I wouldn’t miss this night for anything.” She squeezed his crotch, “But there will be a payoff…for me…won’t there?”

“I promise, you’ll be completely satisfied, as you’ve never been.” James looked up as he heard the clicking of high heels approaching down the hall. “Ahh, I think our sissy cuckold approaches.” James put his arm around Sara, pulling her to his side as both watched Missy drop to his knees and crawl forward, planting a reverent kiss on each of their shoes.

Sara sighed to still her throbbing heart—and sex. This act of complete humility and servility always made her hot; to see her feminized sissy-hubby crawl and grovel at the feet of her and her lovers. She snuggled even closer to James. “Our little cuckold looks absolutely darling.” She snapped her fingers, “Look at me, Missy!”

Missy came to his kneeling up position; his hands clasped behind his back and lifted his head, taking care to avert his eyes. He felt Sara’s finger on his cheek, turning his head left and right to inspect.

“Oh—my—God! Look at those eyelashes.” Sara gazed at the obscenely long false eyelashes on cuckold sissy, and the dark eye shadow and Kohl-rimmed eyes. “I’ve never seen any that long.”

Missy blushed, but held his position.

“Bethany styles all of the girls at Club Cuckold,” James reached down to stroke Missy’s blonde locks. “This is the outfit for all the newbies, the pledges who want to become club Cuckold girls. The Club has a strict dress code, girly and slutty for cuckies and sexy for Dominant wives.” James stood back to give Sara and Missy an approving look, “Yes, I do believe we’re ready.”

Sara laughed, “Is that what you want Missy, to be a Club Cuckold girl?”

“Oh yes, Mistress, very much.”

Sara rocked back on one of her stilettos and eyed her sissy maid, “Then I suggest you be on your absolute best behavior this evening.”

“Up!” James snapped his fingers and buckled a pink patent leather collar on Missy when the sissy slut stood. He snapped on a chain leash with a pink leather handle and held it out to Sara, “Your pet for the evening, M’Lady.”

“Let’s go, sissy,” Sara jerked on the leash, pulling sissy behind Mistress and Master as they walked from the house.

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