Your husband had casually told you that he would be taking you to a Halloween party this weekend and you were ecstatic. With the new baby, it had been months since the two of you had been out together.

You dressed to please in a skimpy medieval barmaid costume with no bra or panties, wanting to tantalize your husband. He came out wearing a sinister black cloak that hid his face in shadows.

As he drove the two of you further and further from the city you began to wonder where exactly this party was. When you’d asked he’d just said “At a friend’s” and left it at that. You knew better than to ask again. The two of you got along much better when you accepted your submissive role and didn’t pester him. You could tell by his demeanor that he was in the mood for no attitude.

When you felt the car pull to a stop you looked around, confused. There were no other vehicles. There wasn’t even a property that you could see. You started to open your mouth to ask, but he quickly silenced you with a look that lashed like a whip.

Maybe it was because it was Halloween, or the deep dark forest he led you towards or maybe because of your husband’s dark attire, or his silence, but you began to become scared as he took your hands and purposefully led you through the woods.

Your mind eased as you began to see a glow in the distance. It must be some sort of bonfire. You didn’t hear any voices, but that was definitely the glow of firelight and you could see shadowy figures moving around it. You thought that must be where you were headed, but as you approached his hand on your elbow guided you towards the edge of the clearing and your unease began to build again. He led you towards a tree lit by a lantern, a neat bundle of rope at it’s base.

He sat you at the base of the tree and gently positioned you. Gathering the rope and walking around the tree, he began to speak for the first time that evening.

“You are to remain silent. This is a sacred ritual. If you do not behave. You will not only face my wrath, but the wrath of my girlfriend and her entire coven. You will not struggle. The more you do, the tighter this rope around your neck will become. I will not have any attention to spare for you. I won’t know if you cut off your own breathing because you can’t follow orders. I won’t be able to help. Do you understand?”

You nod slowly, too terrified to speak, even if he had not commanded your silence moments ago. You can see a group of slender, black cloaked people near the fire. Moving rhythmically, chanting something that you can’t make out but that makes goose flesh run up and down your arms. It could also be the cold causing this reaction. Or the feeling of something you can’t quite describe in the air. And your husband, seeing it exposes your breasts and lifts your skirt allowing the cold night air to dance over your nipples and into every crevice of your exposed cunt.

He looks down at you for a long moment, his cloak hiding any expression you might glean in shadows. Then he turns and walks towards the fire and the group of black cloaked women that await him.

There were six of them. They had formed an open circle with their bodies and as he walked towards them, the chanting growing louder as he approached, parted so that he could walk through to the middle. You could see him standing there, lit by the fire, the center for whatever this was. The chanting reached a crescendo and as it did his cloak dropped exposing his naked body. And his erect penis.

The fear was almost as overwhelming as the cold biting at your skin. You were scared of him. For him. What were they doing? Their voices had become softer after he had disrobed, but began to build again as one after the other shed their cloaks revealing similarly naked bodies. As the last cloak dropped it stopped all together. And then the women, as you could plainly see they all were now, swarmed your husband as one.

You jerked, almost involuntarily. Every instinct telling you to go towards your husband, but you felt the rope around your neck grow taut and froze, remembering what he had said.

You could see their hands covering almost every inch of him. Stroking and kneading. Worshipping. They all seemed to take turns with their hands on his cock. One would be removed only to be replaced by the hand of another in some sensual, dark dance, until one crawled on all fours onto the leaf strewn earth and spread herself before him. The others moved his body forward with their hands and then he was inside her. Pumping away. Their hands still stroking his skin as he fucked her. Slowly at first, rhythmically, until it became more purposeful and finally he spent his seed inside her.

You thought that would be the end, but they did not stop. Their hands moved over him expertly and his cock grew again more quickly than it ever had for you. Soon he was fucking another. And again, it didn’t take long before he spilled his seed and they aroused him once more for his next conquest. One after the other. He fucked all six women as your stomach clenched, your skin crawled, your pussy ached. And you wondered what was in store for you.

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She was only supposed to lick his balls! That was the deal when I invited my best friend, MY BEST FRIEND, Karen over to give my boyfriend Billy a really special birthday. His big black cock was supposed to be in my mouth, his cum was supposed to be for me, and I wanted to look into his eyes while he exploded in my mouth. It’s the most intimate thing in the world for me. I put on my sluttiest outfit with black fishnets, stripper shoes, lipstick and make up, just the way he likes it.

But there she was, my best friend, lying on my couch, her head on the armrest and her lips wrapped around my Billy’s cock – while I was the one licking his balls. I tongued his asshole hoping it would make him pop sooner so we could end this but he had other plans. “Make her wet” he ordered calmly, sending shivers down my spine. He was telling me to go down on my best friend and there was only one reason why: he wanted to fuck her!

I was scared, angry, confused….and unbelievably turned on! Without a word I kissed my girlfriend’s clit and put my tongue inside her, shocked at how wet she already was. She was enjoying this! I dutifully licked her swollen clit as she spread her long, beautiful legs even wider apart. The slut! Billy turned around to look at me and I looked back up at him, Karen’s pussy juices dripping from my lips and chin. “Get your collar….and the leash.”

Now my mind began to race. The only gift Billy ever bought me was a thick leather collar with the word “BITCH” written with shiny studs on it. He makes me wear this when we go out with friends, and he carries the leash. I returned with the collar around my neck and I kneeled on the floor with the leash presented in my hands for him, just like he trained me to do so that he can hook it to my collar, displaying his ownership of me. But when he took the leash this time he held the leather end of it and gave the clasp to Karen as he pulled his rock hard cock out of her mouth. She smiled wickedly as she saw the terror and humiliation in my eyes as she hooked the leash to my collar, like I was now their pet, their slave, their play thing. This was the most humiliating thing in my life, until a few minutes later.

Billy handed the leash to Karen while he lowered his cock to her wet, waiting pussy. She spread her legs as far as she could with her knees bent way back, inviting him in. They both looked into each other’s eyes as he entered her and she gasped as his swollen head penetrated her. All I could do is watch obediently as I watched my man fuck my best friend. I thought it couldn’t get much worse until Billy took the leash and pulled me closer to them, moving my head to Karen’s firm, flat stomach where he grabbed a fistful of my raven hair to turn my head so that my face was just inches from his cock. He held me there for several minutes so that I could watch, up close, as he fucked my best friend. It was another display of dominance from him and as jealous as I was I was also turned on. His thick black cock going in and out of Karen’s beautiful pussy, perfectly shaved like she knew she’d be fucking my man, drove me out of my mind. My heart was racing and my eyes couldn’t stop looking at his plunging cock, I was mesmerized until Billy spoke again. “Open.”

That’s all he needed to say and I know what he wanted. I obediently opened my full wet lips, painted bright red for the birthday blowjob I was planning for him for days. I held them open for a long time as he pulled out his glistening cock, dripping with his pre cum and her pussy juices, so that I could feel even more submissive staring at it, knowing what was going to happen next. He grabbed my hair tighter so that I couldn’t move as he slowly put his throbbing shaft into my waiting mouth. I closed my eyes to savor the salty sweetness of his pre cum and her pussy. He fucked my mouth for several minutes before returning it to Karen’s waiting pussy, holding my head in place the whole time. I never closed my lips once, leaving them open so that he could fuck my mouth again and again. I wanted him to finish in me, it would kill me to watch him cum in my friend, but Billy had other plans.

He pulled my head away and sat on the couch as he motioned Karen to sit on his lap, facing me. She started to grab his cock so she could mount it but Billy stopped her. “No, make her do it.” She gasped with evil joy, her mouth wide open, as she pulled on the leash, pulling me between their legs. She kept pulling it until my face was inches from her dripping wet pussy and my man’s throbbing cock. “You heard him….bitch” she said gleefully as I looked up at her helplessly. She looked down at me, giggling, as I spread her lips with one hand and guided Billy’s cock into her with the other. She was loving this! And all I could do was watch as she bounced up and down on his cock, grinding away on it so that she could get him as deep inside of her as possible, my face just inches away, taking it all in helplessly. Feeling even more dominant over me, she pulled the leash again, forcing my mouth to her pussy so that I could lick her swollen clit as my man’s cock fucked her furiously. He grabbed her face and turned it so that he could kiss her on the mouth and I could tell they were both getting close and I found myself wanting them both to climax. His beautiful cock looked like it belonged in her perfect pussy, so much prettier and tighter than mine. His hands were roaming her beautifully pert boobs, her firm flat stomach, her gorgeous blonde hair, as their tongues explored each other’s mouths, completely oblivious of me now. I should have been mortified but I was turned on more than ever before, I couldn’t stop looking at them kissing. As their breathing got faster I lowered my mouth so that I could lick Billy’s swollen balls, something that drives him crazy and always gets him off. I kept my tongue there as he ejaculated into my best friend’s pussy, feeling his balls pulsate with every explosion of hot sticky cum.

They both moaned breathlessly as their mouths finally separated, looking deeply into each other’s eyes without saying a word for several minutes. Finally they both looked down at me and as Billy slowly pulled out and Karen once again gave me a vicious smile as my man’s cum dripped from her soaking wet, freshly fucked pussy. “You know what you have to do now….bitch.”

I did know, and without a word I slowly and lovingly licked up every drop of cum from his cock and then from her pussy, cleaning them both up so that he could fuck her again later…and I would be there to help them do it.