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Couple humiliation (F vs F) Part 1: https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?topic=108247.0

HOW DEFEAT AND HUMILIATION AFTER A HAND-TO-HAND COMBAT BETWEEN TWO WIVES AFFECTS DAILY MARRIED LIFE.

2 days after leaving the hospital, 2 days of silence and separate rooms... Vacation time.

Sarah had lost the sparkle in her eyes, they showed desidiousness and rancour. Her bruised face with a broken nose, swollen cheekbones with bruises and an immobilised neck, was a true reflection of her state of mind and her muffled voice.

- You left me, Paul..., you left me.
- I don't know what came over me... Paul looked like a repentant lamb. He too was still sore in his neck and nose.
- Nothing happened to you, you're a pig. She beat me up and humiliated me more than a human being can bear without losing mind..., and you, meanwhile, lusted after the woman who was tearing me apart... You left me for her....
- Maybe you're right, I am despicable. I just want you to know that I was worried about you almost all the time..., I feared for you, for your physical state and for your state of mind almost all the time..., until….
-Until…, until what?
Paul kept quiet...

- You don't have to say it... I don't want to see you for a long time, I don't feel like going on a family holiday. I don't know what to say to the children about why I can't sit down or hold them in my arms because of the unbearable pain in my whole body.
- Don’t worry about...
- YES !! I worry Paul..., I am afraid of the school year starting, I am afraid to go out in my own neighbourhood, I AM AFRAID OF SEEING HER....
- I will talk to her...
- Noooo, I don't want to beg that psycho after what she's done to me.... I just want to disconnect..., get out of here.
- Tell me what you want me to do...
- I want you to go on holiday with the kids, on your own. I'm going to join a psychiatric spa that's been recommended to me. I want to Skype with my children every day. It will be 15 days..., when I come back..., I want to be with my children..., alone.
- It will be whatever you want, sweetheart...
- No, between you and me, there is no more "sweetheart". Seeing you makes me feel ashamed, humiliated and angry. And now get out of here.
- I'm leaving, but..., it would never have happened..., I would never have left you, it was just the excitement of the moment that... Paul tried to explain himself...
- GET OUT!


The days went by with Paul on the road with the kids, with skype calls when he had to be out of the front camera and Sarah getting back on her feet physically and mentally.
When they finally met at home, Paul saw that Sarah had changed, she had cut her long hair into an attractive boyish haircut, she just smiled at the sight of her children, to him she just showed an indifferent face....

- Paul, I want to leave all this. At this stage it is not possible to change the children's school, and therefore we will stay 10 more months until next year school.
- Sure Sarah, whatever you say, we'll go wherever you want...
- You haven't understood me, you won't come...
- What do you mean I'm not coming, are you going to leave me?
- That’s what you did when Megan gave me a beating. But no, not yet. I need you, I need you to take care of the kids, I'm going to be too busy. I'm going to quit my job too and you're going to have to take care of everything. Maybe we have to hire someone...
- But what... what are you going to do?
- I’m going to devote myself almost exclusively to myself. I've hired a personal trainer to work on my body 8 hours a day. I start tomorrow. You'll be with the kids every weekday until 17:00, which is when I get home. Then you'll be gone, and on weekends I don't want to see you here except for family outings..., because of the kids.
- But Sarah..., are you really going to take this so far?
- You don't know how far..., and one thing..., you might be right, these 10 months, I don't know what's going to happen with Megan. The suburb is too small and it's inevitable that I'll run into her. I need to know what this bitch is all about with me. Set up a meeting with her.
- Sure, sweetie, you'll see how it all comes together...
- DON’T CALL ME SWEETIE !!, your princess by day is dead forever, and your mistress by night will have to be someone else, count me out.

Paul got a flat in the neighbourhood and went to live alone. 2 weeks later he called Megan, he knew that the O'Sullivan's had been away on holiday for a month.

- Paul, dear, how are you? how was your holiday? how are Sarah and the children? Megan's tone was jovial and pleasant, as if nothing had happened.
- Hi Megan, everything more or less fine, thank you. I hope you had a good holiday.
- We just arrived yesterday, the best in a long time, thank you very much dear.
- I'm glad, you see..., I think maybe we should get together to..., to....
- I understand... Yes, yes. I was just discussing it with Marc, I think we should meet up with Paul and Sarah to clarify the situation and move on...
- That’s, that's exactly what I wanted to tell you...
- Great ! how about tomorrow at the Café Restaurant ? around 12:00 ?
- I’ll talk to Sarah, but I'm sure it'll be fine.
- That’s great. I'll see you then, I hope your neck is better... and she hung up.

That last sentence disturbed him... It's one thing for Megan to act as if nothing had happened, looking for a fresh start, it's another for her to remind him of what happened by downplaying it.

Paul had been having a difficult summer, his marriage seemed broken because of him. It was true that he felt worthless. He couldn't blame Sarah, the humiliation she suffered was at her worst and he didn't react as you would expect a concerned husband to. He was humiliated too, but let's just say that he handled it in a different way.
In reality he lived a constant contradiction, guilty by day, slave to his desire for Megan by night. He would have paid a fortune to be able to recreate himself with the video that Megan made and that her husband Marc would enjoy watching his mistress pounding and humiliating his. He couldn't help it, he desired Megan, but he loved his wife. Terrible not to be able to reconcile one with the other, unlike Marc, the luckiest guy in the world.

Paul and Sarah came to the meeting at the restaurant. Sarah didn't say a word the whole way there, although Paul congratulated her on her courage in wanting to settle the matter in a civilised way.
When they entered they didn't see Megan and her husband. Someone indicated that they were waiting for them at a more secluded table for couples looking for more intimacy and romance... in a darker and more remote area of the restaurant.

- Hello darlings, how are you? asked Megan as she saw them with a broad smile. Marc extended his hand to Paul and got up to give Sarah a kiss on the cheek. Megan's skin was a little darker. You could tell she had sought out the sun on holiday, her haircut was different too, no longer with those repellent fringes, still with a short bob combed to one side. She reminded him of Rapture, the erotic wrestler from his internet porn nights. He found her more attractive and irresistible than ever.

- Well, thank you and you ? asked Paul to his wife's uncomfortable silence.
- Fantastic, we've had a very busy summer thanks to a home movie I made. Megan smiled and winkled. We even had to leave Nathan with his aunt and uncle... By the way, as you know, you are both in the film...
- That's exactly what we wanted to talk about... Paul said with a certain tone of embarrassment...
- Very well..., Sarah, how are you feeling? interrupted Megan abruptly..., you look changed. I like your new look, you seem more..., aggressive. I hear you're training hard..., are we going to be able to shoot another video soon...? Megan asked smiling.
- I have no intention of giving you that opportunity, not at all. Sarah said haughtily and almost defiantly.
- Too bad..., how is your psychologist? I hear you're with a shrink?
- I haven't been to a shrink, I've been to a health spa....

- Don't spend money on those shrinks..., you don't need to, my dear. You have a wonderful family, although I heard that you and Paul are going through a bad streak right now, aren't you?
Paul and Sarah looked at each other for a second....

- Anyway..., I understand you're feeling a bit insecure dear. I know how to tear a woman apart on the outside..., and also on the inside, and I gave you a sovereign and humiliating beating...., you have to live with that..., and so does your husband.

Sarah looked at her seriously without showing any emotion. She was determined not to show emotional weakness to her enemy..., of any kind. Her spirit changed completely the day after the fight. She would never be anyone's victim princess again.

- What you must not do is to give importance to some of the things that were said..., I admit that I sought to humiliate you..., a lot. And I succeeded, I made you..., MINE. But it's that I hated you before, now I don't hate you anymore. You can rest assured of that, and you shouldn't doubt your husband's love and preference for you. It's just..., I know how to make a man crazy. Megan said smiling and winking at Paul.

- Besides, Paul is like my husband..., he likes sexy, strong, dominant women. They appreciate..., female empowerment..., without complexes. And there's nothing more erotic than giving your man a blowjob after subduing another woman..., you make him yours completely..., he becomes your slave. Megan rubbed Marc's cock under the table..., turning him on. Paul, he didn't need to be fondled..., his cock was stiff.
- I’m sure Paul will handle this situation gracefully. And you being his mistress, you should accept what happened as a consequence of your defeat ...., and your... humiliation and understand and forgive him.
- I’m nobody's mistress, least of all Paul's. He'll have to look for it somewhere else... Sarah tensed her facial muscles.
-Ouch…, what a pity. That's up to you, although a man like him, I'm sure he'll find her. Megan gave Paul a knowing look.
- So, if you're not angry anymore..., can we go on as before...Sarah asked seriously.
-Mmmm…, I don't recommend that you carry on as before dear, I might get angry again. Ideally, you should learn from the experience and be much..., much more accommodating to me..., you know, more collaborative... And the look on your face since you've been here, I don't like it.
- I’m going to be very busy from now on... Sarah interrupted Megan.
- Sshhhhhhhh, speak when YOUR Mistress gives you permission... Megan was rubbing Marc's trousers more intensely. There was an uncomfortable long silence..., very long. Sarah fell silent immediately and for the first time her eyes showed concern.

- No matter how busy you are with your pilates or whatever shit you're doing, when I ORDER YOU, to help me with something..., you will do it..., WITHOUT REFUSAL. Megan looked at her without blinking but keeping her smile.
- It won't be much, or many times, but when I ask you to..., it should be the most important thing of the day for you.
If you behave yourself..., in time I trust that we will be almost friends, and that others will understand that you have a certain admiration for me, but for the moment your relationship with me is based on submission and obedience..., is it clear to you how we are going to continue Sarah...? Sarah nodded, serious.

- Who are you Sarah...? Megan asked, pressing her lips together in a gesture of power and intimidation, Sarah sighed....
- I am..., your slave. Sarah said resignedly, though her eyes showed contempt. Megan smiled as she took hold of her husband's huge cock that was struggling tightly to get out of his trousers.
- Why are you my slave Sarah...?
- Because you are superior to me and you can..., you can beat me up. Sarah replied in a less haughty voice than before.
- That’s how I like it..., submissive and in your place. Without complaint..., Megan took her husband's hand and put a finger to her full lips and sucked on it. I wouldn't want to have to remind you what is your place if I put on heels and took off my leggings..., you know...shhhhh. Marc gasped, Paul remained silent with the image of his wife very clear in his thoughts totally prostrate before her mistress licking her feet.
- It’s up to you that in time..., you will be something different for me and your place will be another...but at the moment..., be careful... Sarah's eyes were burning with rage and humiliation, but she kept her cool.
- And now Marc and I are going home. We'll see you around or when the school year starts, okay slave? Sarah nodded.
- YES, WHAT? SLAVE?
- Yes my mistress.
- That's the way I like it, and pay the bill, we had a few beers before you arrived. Goodbye Paul, it was nice to see you. Marc said goodbye awkwardly, not knowing what to say and wanting to get out of there.

Paul and Sarah were silent...
- I’ll get through these 10 months however I can..., then I'll be gone with the kids for good. Let's go.

TO BE CONTINUED

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HOW TO OVERCOME THE HUMILIATION OF DEFEAT AND GET STRONGER ALONG THE WAY

Weeks went by and Sarah trained hard every day with Kevin, her personal trainer. Much harder than she had been trying to get stronger for a few weeks before her fight with Megan. That was like high school gymnastics compared to the aerobic, bodybuilding and boxing routines she was now training for. Her body clearly increased in power, strength and endurance. Her diet, based on pure protein and carbohydrates, made her gain weight and muscle to the point of increasing the size of all her clothes. Sarah also decided to undergo a breast enlargement operation to a size 130 D, which together with her increased muscle in her legs, arms and bum, changed Sarah's physical appearance in a noticeable and obvious way. She was starting to look like a sexy fitness professional.

Encounters with Megan were part of her daily fuel for so much effort.
Every day she would run into her at school and it was a ritual that they would lock eyes and Sarah would have to reach out to offer her help....

- You need something from me Megan
- No my dear, I don't need your services, you may leave...

It was customary for her mistress to allow her to leave after greeting her. With the children and Megan's friends in front of her, there were no more hurtful comments to be made, but the fact that she needed Megan's permission to go on with her life was humiliating in itself. Moreover, it was evident that Megan's friends and acquaintances gossiped after these obligatory greetings.

Sometimes, however, her services were needed. At least once every 2 weeks Megan would order her to organise local social events at the weekend such as collecting signatures, putting up posters, sending out invitation emails, fundraisers, flea markets etc. which usually kept Sarah entertained for a whole day. It was bearable but mad for what it meant to her. Submission and obedience to Megan.

- You were good today my dear, I like your willingness and effort, keep it up. Megan said with the confidence and condescension that a boss shows to an employee, in front of an excited Marc.

Sarah used that anger and hatred to her enemy to train harder and harder.
She was counting her remaining weeks in the slum as a humiliating sentence from which she would be completely free in a few months. She wanted to use this time of humiliation to become a different, stronger, more independent and self-confident woman through meditation and extreme exercise. She needed to start a new life somewhere else, far away with her children.

Paul became Sarah's personal slave assistant. He took care of absolutely all the family and household needs with the exception of taking the children to school, although he did pick them up in the afternoon. He had to change the Dojo's work shifts to fit all the duties into his schedule.
Sarah not only showed him no appreciation for this selfless dedication, but treated him with considerable contempt. For her it was therapeutic, she couldn't take her anger out on her mistress Megan, but she could mistreat her disappointing "trophy".

- You’re going to have to go back to the supermarket, asshole. I told you I don't like oatmeal cereal. Sarah scolded her husband
- Sorry Sarah, I'll go tomorrow.
- You go today, it's still open.

Paul complied and understood, it was not just the only way to be close to his children, but he considered it a kind of penance to purge "his sins". He still felt guilty about his behaviour on the day of the fight, although he knew that his nature did not allow him to be otherwise. On the day of the date at the restaurant, for example, he understood Megan's domineering attitude towards his wife as logical and envied Marc even more. He didn't hate Megan, he admired her and desired her.

Paul knew that as long as they were close to Megan, his wife would never forgive him, but he had to invest all his effort and dedication so that his wife would allow him to return when they moved to another place. His best hope was that he had not yet asked for a divorce.

One day Sarah's disdain crossed a line with certain consequences...
- I know I told you we were going hiking on Sunday, but my personal trainer Kevin has invited me and the kids to his country house for the weekend.
- That's not fair Sarah, the kids need to be with their dad and we talked about going to the lake all week. They will be disappointed.
- Maybe they'll be more disappointed in what I tell them about you when they're older.
- Enough Sarah !! you're unfairly taking all your frustration with Megan out on me, I just made a mistake!!! I have always been a faithful and caring partner husband. I don't deserve the way you treat me.
- I treat you like shit because at night I have nightmares of you moaning in pleasure with that slut while I eat her nipples.
- WE'VE BEEN OVER THIS! IT'S YOU I WANT !!! I want to get away from her too and get through this together.
- That train passed for you, and besides I want you to know that this weekend I'm going to fuck Kevin. He really wants me.....
- WHAT ? I WANT YOU TOO! YOU CAN'T ACT LIKE A BITCH WITH ME.
- WHAT DID YOU CALL ME? Sarah lunged at her husband and threw a punch in the nose that sent Paul tumbling backwards, hitting the back of his head on a wall shelf. He eventually fell to the floor in a daze.
- Don’t you ever disrespect me again. I'm stronger than ever and you know that the law on gender violence is very favourable to women. Now get up and fix the shelf if you don't want me to kick your ass, asshole. Then get the fuck out of here and go back to your fucking wanker flat.

Hours later, at night, already in his flat, Paul looked at himself in the mirror, saw his bruised nose and realised that he had never seen Sarah so strong and so massive..., he thought about how she had increased the volume of her buttocks, how her tits had grown several sizes, how her thighs began to show muscular curves, how her arms and back were defined and sinewy..., and he got horny and above all jealous, very jealous. Sarah was already another woman, and she wasn't his, but he loved her and wanted her more than ever. He masturbated thinking about Sarah....

A few days later, Paul ran into Sarah and Kevin in a shopping centre.
- Hi, what's up Kevin, you are also my wife's personal shopper ?, I think you are too much “personal"...things.
- What’s going on Paul? do you have a problem? as far as I know you and I don't have to give any explanation about who we are going with and where... Sarah replied with a contemptuous tone.
- Careful Paul, don't piss off your wife, I train her every day so she can spank you... Kevin said amused.

Paul got in Kevin's face..., what are you saying asshole?
- Who are you calling an asshole?
- Any shit that fucks my wife...
- Paul, that's enough! You're making a scene...
- Your wife needed to meet a real man...Kevin said mockingly.

Paul grabbed Kevin's neck and threw a punch that knocked him down.
- Wait, Paul, what are you doing, Kevin, are you okay?
Kevin stood up and lunged at Paul who easily dodged his attack. He grabbed Kevin's wrist and twisted his arm while the other arm strangled him. Kevin was immobilised and could barely let out a low moan….
- Aaaagh…, get off me!
- Easy asshole, don't move too much or it'll be worse.
- Paul, let him go, let him go, that's enough! Sarah said.
Paul released Kevin...

- I think you're right, my wife is harder to beat than you. Good bye Sarah, have a good time with your boyfriend....
Sarah tried to comfort Kevin as she watched Paul leave. She realised that her husband had made her horny....

The days went on with the usual routine with Paul taking care of his family and talking to Sarah on the phone just about childcare. One of those days at 17:00 they coincided as they did every day for a few brief minutes before Paul left the house to his flat....

- Did I hurt your nose badly? Sarah asked with a serious look on her face
- I’ll say, that's quite a right hook boxing you've got. You're very strong, and..., very sexy, more than ever.
- I can't reach the level of your goddess Megan, but I'm not the skinny one I used to be. I'll be even better in a few months.
- I like you a lot more than Megan....
- Even you don't believe that, but..., I admit that I went too far..., I shouldn't have hit you....
- You had to do it, I deserved it and to be honest..., I liked it.
- Yeah, I know you're into alphas, that's why we're in the situation we're in... Sarah said very haughtily.
- I'm a pig, I know. But you're the only alpha I want to be with.
- I don't want you to be wrong Paul, I just wanted to apologize, and thank you for everything you're doing for me and the kids. I just... I just... I can't... I can't...
- I can't believe that you don't love me anymore....
- I do love you Paul, that's the bad thing that I still love you..., but....
- It was just a moment of sexual excitement Sarah..., just that... It wouldn't happen to me again.
- I'm still ashamed to remember how you saw me Paul. I can't bear to know that you've seen me totally humiliated by another woman from here, from the neighbourhood...
- Honey, I'm sorry... Sarah... Megan is a very strong woman...
- And she's hot, and both of those things are very important to you...
- The most important thing to me is that I love you. What I mean is that you did what you could and you did it bravely, but you couldn't win. Besides, she has more experience.
- Paul, I see every day the woman who made me kiss her feet for almost half an hour and made me lick her all over her body.
- And we'll stop seeing her soon Sarah, and we'll forget her.
- I still feel more fear than anger when she orders me to do something.
- It's normal Sarah, that woman is a gladiator.
- And that's exactly what you like.
- I like you to be my gladiator, not her. She's another man's woman.
- But you desire her, you bastard.
- Yeah, but same way I can lust for a hottie in a porn magazine, I can't lust for her in a real way like I lust for you because I love you... You're my female and you're getting more... more... more...
- More like Megan... Sarah said contemptuously.
- I desire you Sarah... Paul said with pleading eyes
- No promises..., but invite me to dinner on Friday. It might help me to clear my head. Sarah said with eyes of resignation and weariness.
Paul smiled broadly and went to kiss Sarah. She took a step back and gave him a loud slap that hurt Paul...
SPLASHHH….
- You're going too fast and you know now I like to answer you violently if you're wrong.....
- Yes my mistress, sorry my mistress....
- Shhhh, I am neither your mistress, nor am I your female..., you are still far from that privilege, and now go away before I regret it.
Paul went to sleep that night excited and full of hope.


Friday at dinner, it was all pleasant, though no smiles, no caresses, no physical contact. It was a dinner of 2 acquaintances talking about their children's weekly anecdotes..., nothing more. Sarah kept a serious look on her face, although her eyes showed that she was at ease.

On the way to the restaurant car park they passed Hellen, one of Megan's close friends who was with her husband. She was an attractive and fit woman, about 3 inches shorter than Sarah, but with a good shape, one of Megan's obnoxious gym friends who gossiped and laughed at her behind her back.

- Hi Sarah, Paul, I'm so glad to see you two together..., again. I'm sure Megan is glad too.
- She might be, especially if there's some gossipy girl who tells her....
- Oops, well, good friends tell each other everything..., you know. We all hope that sooner or later you will also be a good friend among us. When YOUR Mistress gives the go-ahead, of course. Hellen looked at her husband who was smiling at her.
- What did you say?
- You know, it's Megan who has to accept you?
Sarah slapped Hellen, take that back.
- What are you doing crazy? Don't touch me if you don't want me to... Sarah slapped her again.
Hellen's husband went to pull them apart but Paul grabbed him, wrapped his arms around his neck and pinned him down with a judo hold..., easy champ, this is something for the ladies to sort out. Paul said.
- Fucking bitch! Hellen unleashed a punch that hit Sarah's face. Sarah threw another one that knocked her to the ground. She went to her and picked her up, grabbing her by the hair.
- Apologize and threw another punch. Helen started to cry...
- Wait, stop, stop!!. PUNCH!!! another punch to the eye, then another to the belly, then a knee to the nose lifting the knee as she brought the stunned Hellen's head down.
Hellen screamed hysterically...
- Aaaahh, stop, stop please!!!. Sarah threw her to the ground, put her knee on her chest and started slapping her non-stop SPLASH, SPLASH, SPLASH
- It’s okay!!, Sarah please, I apologize, I apologize!!. Sarah stopped slapping her, sat up, took her shoe off her right foot and stomped on Helen's face.
- Now tell me who is your mistress?
- What? Hellen asked terrified. Sarah leaned the weight of her body on Helen's subduing foot. Hellen's husband protested, insulting Sarah, but he was perfectly restrained by Paul and there was nothing he could do about it.
- I ask who is your mistress?
- You, you are my mistress...leave me please, Sarah.., please.
- Address me properly. Sarah pressed her foot harder against her face.  Beg me...
- Yes, yes..., excuse me my mistress, forgive me, I beg your pardon my mistress. I submit, I submit to you. I will not laugh again, I beg you to let me go.
- Fine. But don't get up slave.
- But, but... Hellen made the gesture to get up and Sarah stepped on Hellen's face again.
- All right, all right, I'll do anything you ask... Sarah put the plant on her face. LICK! - Hellen began to lick the sole of Sarah's foot.
Paul was so horny, he was burning with desire to eat his female, how he desired her!!. Standing there in her short dress, proud and serene..., stepping on the face of another man's stupid wife. Sarah looked at her husband with satisfied but unsmiling eyes.
- That's the way I like it, very good, go on..., all clean... Hellen was licking the sole of Sarah's foot like a sole cleaner, crying in fright. I don't want to hold my foot in the air, you take it and come. Hellen held Sarah's foot as she kissed and licked it. 
- This…, this is so humiliating. Hellen moaned.
- I know bitch, I know, but you pay for your mistakes.
It's okay. Sarah shimmed. Paul released the asshole. As soon as Paul released Hellen's husband, Sarah went over to him and kneed him in the balls and then punched him in the face. Helen's husband covered his privates and fell sideways to the floor next to his wife who was still crying with shame.
- And now that you're both warm, you can go home and talk to each other about what happened to you, maybe it's not as funny as before. Let's go Paul.

On the way home, Paul was exultant...

- HOHOHOOOOOO, WHAT A GOOD DEED, what a beating you have given her! you have put her in her place..., that girl will never laugh at you again!
- I was looking forward to it... her and the others.
- The word will spread, I think the giggles and comments are over..., you're the new bully in the neighbourhood... HAHAHAHA....
- There can only be one bully in the neighbourhood and that,... hasn't changed
- Yeah well..., I'll settle for what I just saw..., you've really turned me on, honey. You're an incredible woman. And that asshole ? what a beating you gave him...! I can't believe it honey, my wife beating up men and women ....
Sarah approached her husband and grabbed his hair without stopping him from looking at the road.... Do you know I've ordered you not to call me honey ? Sarah said in a voice somewhere between threatening and amused.
- Yes, yes, sorry, I forget..., it's what I feel...

They arrived home, Sarah got out of the car without saying anything and went to the driver's door while Paul watched her from inside the car. Sarah opened the door and pulled him out, grabbing him by the hair, roughly. CALL ME MISTRESS...

Paul and Sarah went up to the bedroom like two lions in heat, stripping off their shoes and clothes down the stairs. Sarah looked ready for a night of sex as she was wearing a sexy red thong and bra.
Paul looked at his mistress with admiration and desire, his wife's body had changed. He had a fitness champion in front of him, strong, athletic and voluptuous. He had his Sarah's body memorized in his mind, but the woman in front of him was far superior.

- On your knees slave..., your mistress has fought for you, and she has won..., come, worship me.
Paul knelt and began to caress, kiss and lick the curvaceous quadriceps of Sarah's thighs..., gasping with pleasure he circled his female and continued with her buttocks that had doubled in volume and size. They were so large compared to last year that it seemed Sarah had doubled the width of her hips. The baggy tracksuit that Sarah had been wearing since he had left home 6 months ago, hid a strong upturned arse that had him spellbound. Sarah took off her thong, brought his mouth to her pussy and ordered him to stick his tongue in....
- Give me pleasure until your mistress tells you. Sarah gasped as she removed her bra....
They spent the night fucking for hours during which Sarah played at subduing her husband with her body, arousing him again and again....
Paul stopped thinking about Megan for the first time in a long time as he worshipped every inch of his lioness's skin...

TO BE CONTINUED...

[ColombianCouple]

Wow...we cant wait for the next part 
Incredible hot!

[Megalum]

Excelente historia...
Entusiasmado por ver como se desarrolla y que desenlace le das.

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HOW TO ACCEPT YOUR LIMITS AND LIVE WITH THEM

Sarah felt strong and empowered. The humiliation and shame made her stronger. Without the defeat against Megan, she would never have become the woman she was now. She looked powerful and had regained her husband's respect and desire. She felt that she was Paul's mistress and owner, and she was excited by the possibility of doing whatever she wanted to him without the slightest protest from her slave husband. She loved him, but she also liked being aware of the power she had over him now. A power that surpassed even his attraction to Megan.

And Megan was still a problem. The humiliation with her was too deep for her to feel able to stand up to her, at least for the moment. Partly, that shame and weakness from the fear of facing her again, were compensated by demonstrating power and dominance with Paul. She needed it, and she liked it.

There was no change in the roadmap. There were only 3 months to go before the school year was over. 3 months of constant hard training in which she would not slow down, on the contrary..., 3 months focused on learning fighting techniques with a coach more specialised in MMA fights. 3 months to get the hell out of there and make Megan history, or maybe... to face her, beat her, submit her and humiliate her, in front of her husband...

The day after her fight with Helen, the four of them met...
- I’ve already heard that you had a disagreement with Hellen..., and that you reacted like a real woman, making it clear to her what your status is. I think that's fantastic, and you have my full support....
- Thank you, Megan.
- Hey, hey, hey..., speaking of status... Megan said.
- Thank you my mistress. Sarah reacted quickly
- Well, that's what I wanted to know, if there was anything you wanted to reconsider between us..., now that you look so strong and confident. Megan said smiling.
- No my mistress, everything remains the same..., between us. Sarah said in a serene voice
- I’m glad my dear..., Paul congratulations on being reunited with your mistress. You must be proud of her...

With the exception of these little humiliations, Paul had fallen in love with his wife again. Sarah was someone else and he thought of her constantly. He really marvelled at her responsiveness. Instead of victimising herself, she picked herself up and overcame that bad experience. He was amazed that she also became in a real and conclusive way…, the woman of his sexual fantasies.

He was aroused all day long, when Sarah was training, it turned him on to think that his female was becoming more powerful for him. Now they were living together again and it also turned him on that his wife was ordering him around all day. He accepted his role of being practically her slave taking care of everything. Paul carefully prepared the dinners, seeking his mistress's approval.
The serious and dominant rictus of domina that his wife exhibited, far from making him uncomfortable, made him horny. Much more than those little games they played years ago of imaginary combats with attractive women they saw in the street. Now his mistress turned that game into something real, even with the children in front of them...

One day when they went on a weekend trip to another state, they went to sit at a numbered table they had reserved in a restaurant. When they arrived at the table, they saw that it was occupied by another family...

- Excuse me, this is table 17, isn't it ? you see it is reserved in our name. We made it on the web, here you can see the reservation on the mobile. Paul said kindly.
- You had to come half an hour before for that, after 13:00, the reservations are cancelled. The husband replied
- Excuse me? look, I'm going to call the manager. I haven't seen what you are saying anywhere....
- Call the manager, call the manager..., if you can find him. In the meantime we'll be here..., eating. The woman replied with a mocking laugh.
- Why call the manager if we can sort it out for ourselves in the ladies' room, don't you think so, dear? Sarah intervened with the best of her smiles. The woman accepted the challenge.
- Wait here, mommy will be right back. The woman said as she kissed her husband. She stood up, she was a sturdy woman, she looked strong, about 5'7", young, in her 30's, but not at all attractive.
Sarah followed her into the bathroom and Paul waited by the table with the children.
After only 3 minutes the ladies returned. Paul saw his sexy woman walking towards him, looking serious, as usual. The other woman came in front of her, with her cheap make-up running down her face mixed with tears from her frightened eyes. Her nose was bleeding and she was holding her arm as if it was broken.
- Let’s get out of here. The woman said, grabbing her bag and leaving without waiting for her family. They all got up and left.
- Well, everybody sit down! Sarah said.
- How strong you are, Mommy! Children exclaimed. You've taught a lesson to that ugly woman who wouldn't let us eat. !!!
- No sweetie, mommy just wanted to talk. What happened is that that lady fell in the bathroom and now she had to go to the doctor. But she was really ugly..., Sarah said laughing with her children.
Paul was stunned. He was anxious about everything he wanted to ask his wife without being able to do it with his children in front of them. Sarah looked at him and put a finger to her lips..., shhhhhh. She picked up her mobile phone and Paul received a whatsapp from Sarah. In the message, Paul saw a picture taken from above of Sarah's foot stepping on that woman's face. He looked at his wife with admiring eyes and Sarah blew him a kiss.

With experiences like that, Paul was happy serving his goddess, accepting and obeying her orders, her indifference, her icy stare, her disrespect, even her violence at night when his wife slapped him alone, or made him kiss her feet, or strangled him with her increasingly muscular thighs as "punishment" for small daily mistakes, like the dinner not having enough salt for example. Prolegomena to torrid nights of sex where Sarah would do everything to her slave and Paul would eat his mistress wildly aroused.

Later they would find together the right balance between love, respect and sexual domination. But in those weeks it was time to be submissive and enjoy the exciting domination that his mistress offered him 24 hours a day. Paul had never felt better, if it were up to him, this time would never have ended.


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Paul lost his obsession with Megan, he liked her but no longer thought about her. When they met, he still admired her powerful and sexy body, but he didn't envy Marc. Sarah fully fulfilled his emotional and sexual aspirations and he only thought about her. That's the thing about love.
When he met her, he almost felt more annoyed than anything else, as he obviously had in his memory scenes that once excited him and now contradicted the state of admiration and veneration for his wife.

Sarah detected this change in Paul and Megan noticed it too. And in a way it was an attack on her vanity as the alpha female of the neighbourhood. Paul's desire for her was one of Megan's most enjoyable victories over her slave, and she didn't like the change. Paul's eyes, no longer showed the same desire and adoration as before.

One day Megan asked Sarah on the phone to buy her some theatre tickets and take them home the next day no later than 19:00 because she was going out with Marc for dinner.

At 18:30 and with the tickets already bought, Sarah couldn't get the car to start...

- Paul, I'm stuck with the car and Megan is waiting for me to bring her the tickets at 19:00.
- Well, let her wait...
- Paul, I don't want any trouble, come and get me.
- Because you tell me to
- That’s right slave, come and get your mistress...
- I’m coming...

Paul picked up Sarah and they arrived at the O'Sullivan's house at 19:12. Megan greeted them in a shirt of her husband's that covered her upper thighs, as if it were a short dressing gown, although the open buttons at the top showed her lush breasts in a bra, she didn't look like she was dressed for dinner, except for the high heels she was wearing. Marc's tracksuit, sitting on the sofa watching TV, didn't look very smart for a night out either.

- Here we are, here are your tickets....
- It took you a while, didn't it...? Megan answered seriously
- I’m sorry, I had a problem with the car and I had to call Marc to come and pick me up. Sarah replied
- You don't look like you're ready to go out anyway, do you? Paul asked in an annoyed tone at Megan's reproach.
- How long it takes us to get ready to leave is none of your business, isn't it? Megan replied and walked towards him. I don't like your impertinent tone, darling.
Megan let out a savage slap that rang through the room with a resounding SPLASHHHH.
Paul put his hand to his reddened face and looked at Megan in pain and shock.

Sarah, went over to look at his face. All fingers were scarred. She looked at Megan with a hateful but silent face.
- What is it dear, is there a problem? Megan asked smiling
Sarah hesitated for a moment and shook her head.
- There's no problem with me slapping your husband, is there? do you think he'll stop being impertinent or do I need to hit him again?
- I think that's enough. Sarah replied with dry submission.
- I’m not so sure. Megan unbuttoned the buttons of Marc's shirt she was wearing and took it off. She was left in her underwear with a sexy black thong and a bra of the same colour covering her spectacular breasts.
- I take my shirt off in case you want to fight..., and while I'm at it I'll show you my thighs and my ass in case you've forgotten what they look like and what they can do to you.

Paul and Sarah, saw again Megan's powerful and sexy body in all its glory. Sarah was in black leggings, her new sexy prominent ass and muscular thighs even though they were much bigger than 8 months ago, still seemed small in comparison to Megan's massive voluptuousness. Her very wide hips were still scary and exciting in equal measure.

- Anyway, if you're not going to fight to protect your slave, you know what you have to do... Megan pointed her index finger at her feet.

Sarah would have killed Megan right then and there if she could, but even if her countenance indicated otherwise, she was scared. She'd been thinking about a moment like this for months, wondering if she could muster the courage to face her again. She remembered the beating she'd given her, remembered how helpless she'd felt imprisoned and crushed by those thighs and that ass, remembered in the no-rules part of the fight the force and forcefulness of her punches and kicks. She feared that Megan had shown only a small part of her strength and aggression with her. She saw herself again, worshipping and venerating her mistress's body to the point of extreme humiliation, begging for mercy..., and finally..., she knelt down, bent down and began to submissively kiss her mistress's feet.

- No, no dear..., remember what is the correct position if your mistress is in a thong and heels...., shhhhhh, more down...., shhhhhh, down. Sarah lay completely face down on the floor prostrate before her mistress, licking and kissing her feet.
- Beg me...
- I beg you not to hit my husband my mistress, I beg you to forgive him his impertinence.
- Mmmm, maybe you had him confused lately with your new physical appearance, no my dear...? it is clear that you have improved but..., not to imagine that you can compare yourself with me, don't you agree slave...?
- Yes my mistress, it's my fault, maybe I have confused him. I can't compare myself to you, you are far superior to me. I should have made him clearer. Sarah was still fervently kissing Megan's feet.
- Yes, although I think he's already understood, it will only sting his face for a couple of hours, but he won't forget it. Don't you understand that your mistress can't protect you from me ? do you understand that I can crush you in front of her ? do you see which is still your mistress's place, and which is still mine ? Megan asked to Paul.

Paul, feeling angry and humiliated, he knew already that feeling, but now he was trying to reconcile it with his feelings for his wife. He was standing barely two feet away from Megan, with his wife humiliated on the floor. Losing hope that his female would ever avenge her defeat... Yes Megan, I get it....
- All right dear, you have nothing to say to me...? Paul looked over at Marc who was sitting on the couch..., touching and rubbing his cock, aroused as he watched his female's domination scene.
- I’m sorry Megan, I shouldn't have answered you like that....
- Well, good boy, good boy," said Megan as she stroked his hair, smiling at him..., I'll be happy to explain it to you again in the future if I see you forget. Now, I forgive you. Megan looked down...
- And you slave, follow me, you know..., crawling..., I want to lean on the table. Megan turned and walked towards the table as Sarah followed her feet dragging her body across the floor.
Paul was once again faced with the scene that had accompanied his lonely nights for much of the summer. Megan bent over the living room table resting her hands on it, putting her ass on display, looking up at Paul in profile, pressing her sexy lips together to arouse him, displaying her power as she subdued his mistress. Marc panting proudly enjoying the domination of his wife.

- Slave, come and enjoy your mistress... Marc rushed from the couch and knelt beside Megan. He caressed his champion's hips and plunged his face into her huge, hard buttocks, caressing, kissing, licking, little bites..., everything Paul imagined Marc would usually enjoy, live and direct, in front of him with his sexy, enhanced Sarah, submissive and humiliated once again before that powerful, sexy bitch.

Megan stepped on Sarah's face with the front of the sole of her shoe, not hurting her with the heel. Sarah, resting her head on the floor, looked at her husband in profile, serious, not crying, subdued but calm.

- Does it turn you on that your mistress is the strongest and sexiest darling...?
- Yes my mistress, replied an ecstatic Marc as he licked and lightly nibbled his gladiator's thigh.
- It’s important for both of you guys to be clear..., who's in charge, right love..., it makes things easier and avoids silly conflicts.
- Yes my mistress ...., there is nothing more important ...., than that. Marc answered, not knowing how to contain his huge cock in his sweatpants.

Megan looked at Paul continuously, smiling at him seeking his humiliation and his excitement as on the day of the fight, she kept pressing her full lips together until she was almost blowing kisses in the air... Paul was looking at Megan..., at his wife..., at Marc. He felt a strong indignation and anger..., but also a huge erection. He felt that the obsession and desire for this stunning, hateful woman who looked at him to remind him that deep down, he was still hers, would return.

Megan saw the desire in Paul's eyes again..., and stopped.
 
- Okay…, I think that was clarifying. Now instead of going out, we're going to stay here at home, don't you think, honey? Megan asked Marc as she pulled him up, grabbing him by the hair and kissing him on the mouth.
- Yes, yes..., please, we'll stay. Marc replied, still caressing his wife's buttocks and hips.
- Let’s go upstairs. Bye guys, you're almost regulars in my house and you can go out on your own. Ciao! Megan said goodbye in amusement.
Paul once again watched his goddess walk up the stairs in thong, ready to drive her man wild with desire in the privacy of her bedroom.

Sarah and Paul left and went to the car. They set off in absolute silence. Sarah stared straight ahead with an icy stare, showing no emotion whatsoever, Paul occasionally dared to turn his head and look at her, seeking to connect with her eyes.
When they reached the turn-off to a rest area...

- Take the detour... Sarah ordered in a firm voice.
- What?
- Take the fucking detour !!!! Paul swerved at the last moment just before passing it.
- Where... where are we going? Paul asked with surprise.

They came to a wooded area where they could pull the car off the forest road.
- You go there, by the trees... Paul obeyed. When they reached an area protected by the trees and quite hidden, he stopped.

Sarah turned to her husband and, without saying a word, punched him…
-Ouugh…, what's wrong? What have I done?
- This is to make it clear that I will continue to spank you on a regular basis if you don't behave properly
Then she pushed the buttons on Paul's seat to pull him back, recline the backrest and began to undo the buttons on his shirt.
- Listen to me carefully slave, I AM YOUR Mistress, and I command you to accept that I am inferior to her. Sarah began to kiss Paul's nipples as she unbuttoned his trousers.
- She is superior to me in every way and I command you to accept that. She can dominate you and slap you in front of me because I FEAR HER.
- But, but..., it makes me angry to accept that....
- SHHHHHH, shut up slave..., it makes you angry but you accept it because I command it. Sarah pulled out her husband's cock and started to suck it.
- Yes..., yes my mistress.... Paul gasped in pleasure as he accepted the domination of his female.
- Right now, Megan is sucking her husband's cock in celebration of humiliating me in front of him and you. Sarah was still talking in a dominant and aggressive voice..., and Marc will be crazy with pleasure and pride, enjoying much more than you because his mistress is superior to yours. You, on the other hand, have to conform to me because I order you to do so....
- I’ll settle..., I'll settle..., and I prefer it... ....
- Shhhhh, no, you don't prefer it. You resign yourself, you'd die of pleasure if you could enjoy her body. She's a lioness with thighs, ass and arms that I'll never have, no matter how hard I try, and that Marc will now be licking with fervour. And though I'll try harder and harder every day, I'll always be afraid of what that body can do to me. She could tear me apart if she wanted to. Sarah ate Paul's nipples as she masturbated him.
- Your mistress is inferior to Marc's mistress and I'm afraid of her..., REPEAT IT ! Sarah continued with the blowjob while pulling her slave's hair back.
- My mistress..., she is inferior to Marc's mistress..., and is afraid of her. You don't know how humiliating it is to accept this for my love....
SPLASHHH, Sarah slapped Paul....,
- Fuck you..., it is what it is..., and continued to suck him off.

- And…, if my mistress decides to humiliate you in front of me to excite her man..., you fuck off and accept it without complaint. If I have to humiliate myself in front of her again to protect you..., what my mistress does to you will be insignificant compared to what I will do to you afterwards..., IS THAT CLEAR SLAVE?
- Yes, yes my mistress..., I'm afraid of you too..., you are, you are a very strong woman.
- Of course! and I'm very hot, and I'm going to be even hotter! Imagine how Helen's husband envies you for example...
- Yes, yes my mistress..., I desire you. Sarah licked her husband convulsively.
- I know, and you love me...
- Yes my mistress, I love you, I love you, I love you
- But Marc is luckier than you. TELL ME !
- Marc is luckier than me.
- His wife is superior to yours and that's it..., REPEAT IT !
- His wife is superior to mine, and I accept it without any complaints. Sarah kept sucking her husband's cock until he climaxed and cummed. She licked up all his cum until his cock was almost dry and hard again.
- That’s the way I like it, that you obey your mistress. Sarah sat up and looked him in the eyes and smiled. I hope you have cured at last..., your toxic obsessions. Paul looked at her still panting and with admiring eyes. He nodded.

- It’s 2 months slave, 2 months of submission left, then we'll leave and we'll see if we ever come back to this fucking place to beat the shit out of that bitch. But it will be when I decide, when I feel ready..., in the meantime if you ever think of rushing me in this matter..., I'll give the beating to you.
- Yes my mistress, understood my mistress, I love you my mistress.....
- Now go home, I hope you do your best to make dinner, I still feel like whipping you if I don't like the result.

Paul started the car still amazed at what had just happened, his female had dominated and excited him, forcing him to accept her own submission and humiliation. He left the O'Sullivan's house in a daze and returned home happy, proud and more in love than ever with his strong, sexy and very intelligent wife. What a woman..., what a force of mind...!!

- I think it's time for me to take on a real alpha, not as strong as Megan, but I want to level up. Find out what website Megan subscribes to, I don't know what the hell Mistress Fight or Mistress vs Mistress or I don't know what the hell... I know Megan looks for rivals from time to time to excite her husband.... Sarah said
- What?, yes, yes…, of course my mistress. As soon as we get home. Paul's heart was pounding in his chest.


As he was driving, his thoughts were interrupted by his mistress....
- Paul ?
- Tell me my mistress...
- Did you see how tight Marc's shirt was, it was incapable of containing so much muscle, and did you see that huge erection..., I have never seen such a bulge in a pair of trousers in my life....
- No..., I didn't notice...
- Yes, yes you did, Sarah smiled..., I'm afraid Megan is luckier than me too....

TO BE CONTINUED...

[ColombianCouple]

OMG  ... sooo hooot... it gets better and better

[nakazet]

MEGAN HAD A PLAN...

- Look honey, this is the Alpha vs Alpha website. I had to get into the Dark Web with a VPN, it's not accessible to everyone.
- Let’s see..., buuf, there are more women signed up than I thought, I think the catfight has more practitioners than it seems.
- Here is the ranking..., yes, it is by winning percentage..., there are many who have won all their fights..., and look who we have here….
-MEGAN…!!! WOOW..., she has a 20-0. She's been in 20 fights...! Fuck, it's impossible with so much experience. I'll need years to beat her honey.
- Little by little my mistress, you'll get there... where do you want to start?
- How about 50% ? and not too far from here.
- Look at this..., Samantha..., 31 years old, 148 lb, fitness expert and lives about 4 hours away. She's 7-7. If you challenge her and she accepts the fight we'll have to move ourselves, whoever has the best ranking chooses the place to fight and you don't have a ranking.
- Sign me up and do it, I dare her.

Paul was nervous and excited, they were entering an exciting world full of possibilities. It cost $1,000 a year to sign up, and $100 to publish the result of the match. All for the webmaster. The excitement of combat, the pride of victory or the humiliation of defeat were for the fighters and their partners.

- She accepted me! In 3 weeks sweetheart, you're going to fight another dominant alpha in 3 weeks.
- Well slave, book a hotel room over there. After my victory..., because I will win..., I want to eat my trophy..., all night long.
- Yes my mistress, right away my mistress, of course you will win my mistress.

Paul booked a room at the best hotel in town where Samantha lived, and he went up to Sarah, and fondled her breast and groped her pussy..., and they ended up naked on the bed fucking like lions.



Marc, was away on a trip and Megan was bored. Her husband was going to be away for 2 weeks and the social life of the suburb was no longer enough for her, especially in the evenings when sex with Marc couldn't be replaced by anything else in the world.

Paul was giving a conference in the city on Olympic sport and Megan came to see him. Sarah couldn't make it so Megan took the opportunity to approach him after the event.

- Hi neighbour..., I want to congratulate you on your lecture.
- Thanks Megan, I didn't know you were interested in these topics....
- Well it is obvious that I feel very attracted to sport and I practice it a lot every day..., you know that I am a very strong woman..., right ?
-Yes…, yes, I do..., one of the strongest women I've ever met.
- Yes, I know. Megan kept looking at him smiling. Hey, have you eaten?, how about I invite you to have a lunch? The new restaurant that opened is a fucking delight.
- Well, Sarah and I wanted to open it this weekend..., and I think Sarah and the kids are waiting for me now....
- Ooooh, I insist, so you can recommend something from the menu to your wife when you go there..., right?
- I really appreciate the invitation Megan but....
- Shhhhhh, Megan set her full lips in that threatening gesture Paul knew so well, come on..., don't make me remind you what happens if you're not gentle, polite..., and submissive enough with me, shhhhhhhhh. Megan flexed her right bicep.
- Well… Paul stammered, the truth..., is that I have to eat anyway....
- Of course dear..., it's hard for you to satisfy a friend..., as intimate as me?. Megan laughed. Let's see, I know you feel a bit threatened..., but well, I must have some advantage because your wife is my slave..., don't you think so dear?
- Of course Megan. Paul nodded.

Megan and Paul spent 2 hours eating and chatting. Megan was beaming and giggling like a schoolgirl. They discovered that they had a lot of things in common, they were both big movie buffs, they liked the same directors and films, and the same music and literature. Megan had a lot of time to cultivate herself physically and intellectually, although her cultural tastes were not similar to Marc. Her husband had somewhat more basic and less pretentious tastes in film and never picked up a book.
Megan was frustrated that she couldn't share that kind of thing with Marc, and was amazed that she could do so with Paul.

She had always been attracted to him. He was much better looking than Marc and had more class and poise than her husband. Marc's virtues were rather... physical and financial. But at that moment, in the restaurant, she felt she was falling in love, perhaps for the first time in her life.

- Paul, I came to see your conference in a taxi. Could you give me a lift home?
- Of course I could.

Paul felt strange from the moment he saw Megan at the conference. No doubt threatened, which excited him, but at the same time he had to admit that he had spent a very good evening with his wife's arch-nemesis. Which disturbed him.
He was more in love and more sexually hooked than ever with his wife, but still, he knew Megan was a lot of Megan....
As he drove home he thought it was too early in the morning for anything to happen, besides Nathan would be home with the babysitter and nothing forbidden was going to happen as soon as he left his wife's mistress at home.

- Here we are.
- It’s been a great afternoon Paul, do you want to come in for a drink? Nathan is with his aunt and uncle. He went to spend the day with his cousins at the zoo as there was no school today.
- Thank you Megan, but if it was too late to be with my family before, imagine now...
- I insist..., I have to tell you something.

They went into the house and Megan asked him to wait in the living room while she changed.
Paul feared the worst..., and indeed it happened. Megan came down from the bedroom wearing a small, semi-transparent babydoll that covered a tight purple bra that supported her huge tits. A little further down, the see-through garment revealed a small thong of the same colour, the bottom of the garment was taut and tight to contain such wide hips, such a huge ass and such shapely thighs of flesh and muscle.

Megan wrapped her arms around Paul and began to nuzzle his neck.
- Does it make you nervous to be alone with your wife's mistress..., honey?
- Megan…, Megan, what's wrong? We're both married....
- Yes, but you're married to my slave, which gives me certain rights...
- I’m sorry, that's not possible... Paul made a gesture to remove Megan's arms. She grabbed him by the hair and kneed him in the balls, he fell to his knees and Megan strangled his neck by scissoring her thighs.
- Aaagh…, Megan, let go, let go of me. I love my wife.
- Yes, I love Marc too, and I desire him..., but I desire you too..., and I love you. And your mistress can't protect you from me..., and you can't get violent with me, you know..., gender violence and stuff, a judo champion like you..., very bad press for Olympism...
I can get violent with you as you know instead..., and I can do it in front of her... and that makes you angry..., but it also excites you... ....
- Please Megan, I desire you too, you know that, but you have to respect....

Megan forced Paul to lie on the floor maintaining his choke hold. He lay on his back, his neck smothered by the sexy thigh of the powerful woman who gripped him like a python. Megan unbuttoned his trousers and pulled his cock out. She began to masturbate him....
- Megan, Megan..., this can't happen, if Sarah knew..., she'd think....
- Yes dear, she has to know, she has to... Megan took his mobile phone out of Paul's pocket and called Sarah.


- Where the hell have you been, slave? we were waiting for you to eat..., get ready..., when you come back it's going to hurt... Sarah replied
- Sarah, Sarah..., darling..., it's me, Megan..., I prefer to cut you off, I'm not interested in your bedroom secrets...I'm calling to tell you that Paul is with me, in my house..., poor boy..., I had to beat him and strangle him to convince him. Now he's still subdued between my thighs... .... Can you believe it...? He wouldn't want to be unfaithful to you for anything in the world. You know how much he desires me and how much he envies my husband..., but he didn't want to submit to me, so I had to hit him hard in the balls and subdue him with my thighs to force him to stay here with me... Now he's immobilized and I'm masturbating him..., yes..., yes in my house, why? ..., because I've always liked your husband and I spend many weeks alone..., and it's not fair that being you my slave I can't dispose of Paul whenever I want..., how? you come to do me what? HAHAHAHA..., I think you're going to hurt yourself dear..., but as you want... I wait for you....
- Your female comes to defend your honour and fight for you. I'm going to humiliate and subdue her like last time..., do you think she'll stand it? Megan kept masturbating Paul without him being able to do anything but gasp... She sat on his face and started to move her hips back and forth rubbing her pussy on Paul's face who was starting to be more aroused than anything else.
The door bell rang 10 mins after Sarah's knock....

- What have you done to my husband..., WHORE!!!! Sarah leapt to attack Megan who took advantage of her aggressor's momentum to knee her in the vagina. Sarah doubled over. Megan pulled her head up by her hair and punched her in the middle of the face and went to the ground.
Sarah could see the stars on the floor, no one had ever hit her so hard, not even Megan last summer.
- Shhhhh, quiet slave, stay on the floor and don't interrupt me while I possess your husband..., it's humiliating but it's the best thing for your health, believe me. Megan went over to Paul, smiling at him, she took off her negligee, showing to her trophy the powerful body he was going to enjoy..., she started kissing him on the mouth while she took off his shirt....
- Megan, this is crazy..., leave us alone..., think about Marc. Paul begged her.
- Marc enjoys this every day he is here with me, he is my husband and my official slave, and I will force him to understand that I need a second slave to make his mistress not feel so lonely..., I'm sure he enjoys his own on his travels..., it won't be a problem. She said as she kissed Paul's nipples while rubbing his cock.
Sarah managed to get up on all fours, and took off the skirt she was wearing, stood up and walked over to where her mistress was eating her husband. Megan turned around, and before she could react she grabbed her pussy and with her other hand on her throat pushed her against the wall. Sarah used her hands to try to get the powerful claws of her aggressive rival off her screaming in pain. Megan released her but began to knee her in the ribs, like an MMA fighter, punch after punch with one knee and the other. Megan was lifting her thighs with beastly speed and violence. Sarah was terrified, crying with her eyes wide open, unable to protect herself. Megan grabbed her neck with her left hand and started punching her in the face with her right hand...PUNCH, PUNCH, PUNCH...after the third punch she let go and fell like a log to the ground unconscious.

Paul went to help her, but Megan prevented him...
- Shhhhh, calm down, your female is resilient, she is much stronger than before..., she is KO'd but she is fine. Now it's your turn to definitively accept the result... Megan took off her bra and took Paul's mouth to her nipples...
- Like that, like that..., enjoy your mistress. Your wife is far inferior to me..., I'm much stronger and more aggressive. She needs years of experience fighting with other women stronger than her to become the alpha you need her to be. She has never stood a chance against me, not then, not now. Shhhhh..., did you see how easily I subdued her?
Paul licked his mistress's nipples and breasts, totally ecstatic and knocked out, he couldn't help but surrender to his wife's torturer. Megan was on another level in every way and he couldn't resist her. She was superior to him. He knelt down and began kissing her hips and buttocks with his rock hard cock. Licking and caressing her thighs, fulfilling his old erotic dreams of so many sleepless nights....

- Do you enjoy, slave...?
- Yes, yes..., my mistress..., but I shouldn't, no... my wife..., is..., was....
- Was, slave..., she was your mistress because I have allowed it for a few months..., but to really own a man, you must be able to fight for him and win. And your woman is weak, she is my slave..., and you need a champion by your side, able to protect you from other women, not with good words but with blows, to excite you, to make you proud of your female. Megan plunged Paul's face into her ass..., Plus look at my ass, huge, hard, round, powerful..., imagine enjoying this after seeing me crush another woman with it, after submitting her in front of her man.
- Yessssss, you're a goddess, you drive me crazy..., but I can't.
- Shhhhh, easy honey, I can see you feel a little guilty, but there's no reason for it. This is what it is and there's nothing you can do about it. Now..., YOU ARE MINE. Megan pulled Paul up by his hair and pulled him to his feet....
- Go to the kitchen and get me a glass of water. Paul nodded without asking why.
When he returned Megan had turned Sarah on her back and she still hadn't woken up. She took the glass and threw the water in her face. Sarah woke abruptly and Megan stepped on her face. Her nose was sore, she couldn't feel her nose and her cheeks burned.

- Wake up slave... how are you ? have you convinced yourself that you can't fight for your man ?
- Let me...
- No my dear, I have to convince your husband that he's mine..., and you're going to tell him.
- Go to hell...
- No, I'm leaving right here... Megan sat on Sarah's face pinning her arms with her knees, and began to ride her face rubbing her pussy while smiling at Paul.
Sarah had already experienced this humiliating situation and her worst nightmare was repeating itself. She looked helpless, pained and defeated once again by her hated rival. Megan was crushing her with her pussy, moving her ass compulsively without stopping. She turned around, putting all her weight on her face, her ass never losing contact with poor Sarah's head, which at that moment was like a bicycle saddle. Megan was doing all kinds of sexy positions showing off her ass and thighs to Paul who was aroused by her power fleshy lips....
- Watch as I subdue and crush your female..., she is my slave and I can do whatever I want with her. Megan knelt on Sarah's chest to change position and strangle her neck with her thigh and calf. She flexed her biceps in a victory pose and motioned for Paul to come closer.
- Come slave and worship your mistress. Paul approached submissively and excitedly and began kissing his new mistress's huge hard melons, rubbing her biceps and kissing them, caressing her buttocks endlessly. Sarah was gasping for air, she couldn't even cry out, Megan was squeezing her so hard.
She then threw herself completely on top of Sarah, smothering her with her tits as she blew kisses in the air at Paul.
- Slave, I want you to rub your cock on my ass... Paul knelt down, took his erect cock and started rubbing Megan's huge asshole with it, while his wife tried to find an air gap between the huge tits that were smothering her.

After a few minutes, Megan sat up and sat on Sarah's belly and began rubbing her face with the soles of her feet, smacking her if her submissive rival dared to touch them.
- Shhhhhh, hands freeze slave....
Megan grabbed Paul's hair and kissed him on the mouth, thrusting her tongue all the way down to his chime, he was completely devoted to this powerful female who was taking away his dear wife's dignity.
Megan went back to strangling Sarah scissoring her thighs leaning back in profile masturbating Paul with one hand while kissing his nipples. She was making Paul her own as she continued to torture Sarah....
 
Sarah was about to pass out or die from suffocation, Megan noticed and released her, though she kept her full body weight on Sarah's head, sitting perpendicular to her, stretching her legs out so that her toes could reach Paul's cock and play with it.
- Will you submit for good now, slave? Sarah felt her spirit break once again as it had last summer. She felt once again powerless and weak against this woman....
- Yes, my mistress..., I submit myself completely to you. Megan smiled.
- Tell your husband who he belongs to.
- You belong to her Paul, she is your mistress. Sarah gasped in reply.
- Good girl..., that's the way I like it slave, and now come here. Megan stopped grinding her ass against her humiliated slave and on her knees grabbed Sarah by the hair and pulled her nipples close to her....
- You know, eat..., give pleasure to your mistress, accept once more that I can take everything you have, shhhhh..., without complaining, and that this time it's for real, I take your husband, he is mine and will be at my disposal 24/7 when Marc is away..., tell me you understand and accept it....
- Yes my mistress, I do, Sarah said as she licked her mistress's nipples. Megan began to rub Sarah's pussy gently, turning her on,
- Shhhhh, that's it, that's it slave, your mistress can be nice to you if you accept the situation naturally. You are inferior and you don't deserve your husband shhhhhh, you don't know how to fight for him, you must accept that I take him from you with submission, by natural law, by the law of the strongest, shhhhhhh.., as it has been all your life, shhhhhhh, I am stronger than you and I am hotter than you and I take your husband from you because I want to and because I can, shhhhhhh.... Megan stuck her finger in Sarah's vagina and began to masturbate her. Sarah moaned in pleasure, she felt completely devoted to her mistress again. She knew she couldn't compete with her, she knew she had stolen back her dignity as a dominant woman, she knew she was passionately eating the nipples of Paul's new owner..., but at that moment she was enjoying her extreme humiliation. She was Megan's property too. Paul watched the scene stunned, his female was Megan's property. All admiration for his wife as a dominant and combative female disappeared completely. It was the same again as the previous summer, Sarah was no longer his Mistress....

- All right my dear, shhhhh..., I see you've got it figured out for good. Now I want you to watch me fuck your husband and take him from you forever. Megan sat up and took off her thong. Paul was sitting up and accepted without complaint his mistress stepping on his face.
- Lick slave. Paul began to lick the sole of his mistress's foot as she brought Sarah's face close to her hips. Sarah kissed her mistress's round, wide hips, wondering how she had ever been so naive as to believe she could take on that powerful body and win. She was weak and stupid.
Megan approached Paul who was lying on his back on the floor and began to kiss him with soft kisses on his cheeks, on his neck, on his lips, on his chest..., shhhhhh..., you are mine, you are completely mine, your mistress will give you pleasure and protect you from the bad women, shhhhhh..... You're going to know what a real alpha is like, and your wife will accept everything without complaint or I'll beat her to death..., shhhhhh..., she can't protect you..., shhhhhh, if I were to sneak into your bedroom when you fuck I'd beat her up and I'd be the one to fuck you.... Shhhhhh, she can't be your mistress.
- It’s you, it's you my mistress Megan. Paul replied. Megan sat on Paul's face and began to rub her pussy in his mouth, Paul ate her pussy with dedicated devotion while his mistress took his hard cock and began to lick it in a 69 position.

They both moaned with pleasure, as Sarah knelt beside them and watched her life change for the worse. She could not reproach anyone, she only reproached herself for her extreme weakness. That was her place, kneeling beside her mistress as she took her man away from her forever.  Paul would never be able to come back to her after this.
Again Megan sat up to thrust Paul's erect cock into her pussy. Megan smiled in pleasure and satisfaction, her power and control over Paul and Sarah was absolute, Paul gasped, he was finally fulfilling his dream, he wanted his wife, but he had always wanted to be possessed by Megan.
Megan asked Sarah to come up to her height as she rode Paul's cock with slow movements, she wanted this intercourse to last long enough to make everything as clear as possible.
 
- Shhhhh…, it's hard isn't it darling ? I'm fucking your man in front of you, and if you protest in the slightest, I'll give you another beating. There's nothing more humiliating, I know, but the first time has to be like this. Megan flexed her bicep, staring at her, commanding her to be quiet with her fleshy lips…shhhhhhh. This is not adultery, this is a consequence of my superiority over you. You have something I want and I'm taking it from you because I can, shhhhh..., that's what it is.
Sara nodded crying...
- Shhhhh, be calm dear..., don't cry. Megan started stroking her hair..., it could be worse, much worse..., I could force my slave to divorce you..., but I won't do it, he loves you and I respect your feelings very much..., shhhh, I want us all to be happy ...., shhhh.
-Thank…, thank you my mistress. Sarah said stammering.
- Of course you do my dear shhhh..., he is your husband, you can continue to be his happy wife and live with him. I grant you that. It's just that your husband belongs to another woman who is stronger, more massive, more dominant and aggressive. You just have to learn to differentiate what it means to be his wife from what it means to own him..., and you'll be fine. Megan kept up the pace of intercourse, blowing occasional air kisses at Paul. He was experiencing something beyond his most torrid fantasies.
- Come slave, Megan brought Sarah's mouth close to her nipples..., In a few days, I will allow you to fuck my slave. Not for now, the transition should take a few days.... shhhhh. Thank your mistress, these licenses I allow you with your husband..., shhhhhh. Sarah compulsively licked her mistress's breast.
- Thank you my mistress, thank you so much for allowing me to live with your slave and love him. I don't deserve it, I am nothing. You are very generous.
- Shhhhh, that's how I like it slave totally submissive in your place, go on, keep licking my whole body while I fuck your husband. Worship the body that has crushed you. Do it with fear and maximum respect….
-Yes…, yes my mistress. Sarah kissed Megan's breasts, her arms, her neck, licked her muscular back, the taut quads of her thighs that held her husband's waist as Megan continued to fuck her Paul. Sarah sought out her punisher's buttocks to worship them with her tongue, she was ready to give herself to her completely. She had never felt more inferior to Megan than she did at that moment. The powerful blonde moaned with pleasure, she felt happy, Paul was now hers completely and forever and Sarah was once again her little lamb, her total surrender and humiliation turned her on. She felt so superior that her pride multiplied her pleasure to infinity. At last it was all in order and as she wanted it.
Megan and Paul climaxed together panting and ecstatic. Megan pushed Sarah away from her body with contempt. They sat up and kissed each other passionately on the mouth....
- Okay slave, get under my foot. Paul accepted with total normality the extreme humiliation of his beloved wife as something logical and normal because his mistress wanted it to be so and there was no more discussion. He simply accepted and silently pleaded for his mistress to allow him to continue to caress her buttocks and hips. Sarah lay fully prostrate on the floor, face down and let her mistress step on her head.
- Paul stays with me all night, I'm going to fuck him dry and his tongue and lips are going to run all over my body continuously, all night long. After tonight, he'll only think about me. I want you to take everything we've talked about very seriously, your husband really belongs to another woman. He lives with you because I allow it and I lend him to you, so if I see you together I don't want you to touch him in my presence, any affectionate physical contact I will take it as an affront and I will beat you in front of him and then I will fuck him again in front of you, to restore the current situation..., is that clear slave ?
- Yes my mistress...
- Who is the only owner of your husband ?
- You are his only owner and mistress, my mistress, and I thank you for lending him to me my mistress.

- That’s the way I like it, slave. Marc is usually away for 2 to 4 weeks each trip. In those periods I will fuck your husband twice a week, Wednesdays and Fridays and you will bring him to my house as soon as I ask for him, thanking me for returning what I have lent you and kissing my feet to say goodbye. Is everything clear slave ?
- Yes, my mistress.
- When him to be with you take good care of my property. If everything goes well and I see that you adapt to your new situation, in a few days I will allow you to fuck your husband, but it will be when Marc is here and I don't need Paul. Have you understood well slave ?
- Yes my mistress.
- Well my dear, I think we will understand each other. For your sake, you'd better. It is possible that in time, in the periods that I have my husband with me, I will even allow you to be his mistress if I am not present. You will be able to dominate him, punish him, excite him, fuck him and fight for him. For that I have to be very sure that both of you are very clear about who is and will always be HIS MAIN Mistress..., for the moment that is far away, I won't even allow you to fuck him as his beloved wife. I will tell you..., next session on Friday, at 19:30 here, you bring him to me healthy and clean.
- Yes my mistress
- You may go... Megan took Paul by the hand and escorted him upstairs. Paul followed his mistress, absorbed with desire for all that had happened. For the first time, he too was climbing those stairs close to the hypnotic movement of his mistress's tremendous ass. ….



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Paul had the sexual experience of a lifetime that night. In recent times he had enjoyed domination of his empowered wife with passion and desire, but Megan showed him what a true alpha can do with her slave in a night of sexual domination. He became a devoted slave to that powerful, sexy body that had mapped his mouth for hours, all night, every inch of her skin and muscles, experiencing what a real strong woman can make a man feel by combining physical power, pleasure, submission, humiliation and weakness. He felt physically overpowered, no doubt by the physical and erotic combination Megan handled so well. Not that she was stronger than he was, but never had his will belonged completely to anyone to the extent Megan showed him. He was hers, there was no doubt about it.

Instead, his marriage was filled with doubt. He didn't know what Sarah would find the next day when she left Megan's house. He didn't even know if she was going to let him talk to her.

- Hi Sarah..., I guess you hate me and don't want to see me. Sarah looked at him. She was sitting on the terrace at home, the kids were at school and she had put on the neck brace she kept from the previous beating last summer. Her beautiful face was once again bruised, and although the sweatshirt covered it, her sore ribs were full of small internal bruises.

- Not really, not this time. I don't hate you, I know you wanted to stop it, it's just..., it's not up to you, it's up to her and my weakness to stop it. What I'm afraid of, I'm terrified again because my mistress lives 10 minutes away and she can do with my life what she wants. I can only beg her not to hurt me too much and to let me keep something of mine. But my will belongs to her, I know that if anything of mine interests her, she can take it away from me and I can do nothing to stop her.
Paul was nodding...
- I’ve been a fool to think that I can stand up to her, and it's a mistake I've made twice....Sarah said,
- This time, she's put you up to it, you've reacted like a woman protecting her man and fighting for what's hers, you just weren't ready yet. You said it yourself. It will take you years to be ready, she's way ahead of you.
- I fought for what was mine and now it's not...
- I don't know what to say to that..., not today. These months I've felt more yours than ever and Megan was nothing more than an erotic memory of another time. I can't deny that tonight..., she's managed to obsess me again.
- I know, and you'll be counting the hours until Friday because you want to be with her. And I can't reproach you, I can't because you've seen me totally submitted and surrendered to her once again. And she's an amazing woman, she's so much better than me in everything, much better than she had already shown. I felt so inferior that she even made me hers sexually, and I think I almost..., I liked it. For a submissive man with women like you, it is unquestionable that you are hers. The total humiliation she did to me that you saw yesterday, justifies that you can no longer desire me.
- No, wait..., I do desire you..., and above all I still love you as yesterday, you faced her knowing what could happen. I love you...
- But you don't desire me like you did yesterday, and I understand, you're hers. And that's how I feel, I'm her slave and I know I'm only safe if I obey her. And I'm going to do it, I won't dare touch you without her permission.

Paul knew she was right..., they stopped the conversation. That was enough for the moment.
And Friday came, and Sarah took her husband to her mistress's house to make him hers again.
Megan was waiting for them with all the logistics ready, her son with her in-laws and her in a little 3/4 dressing gown which she took off as soon as her slaves entered and closed the door, remaining in a bright red thong and no bra. She kissed Paul on the mouth and pointed to her feet to Sarah who knelt down and started kissing them.
- I give you back your man my mistress, thank you for allowing me to have him with me these days. Sarah said fully prostrated before Megan licking her mistress's feet who was in heels.
- That’s the way I like it slave, just as I expected, obedient and knowing your place. You must have behaved well and not done forbidden things in bed..., right?
- No my mistress, I wouldn't dare to disobey you.
- Well, I'll check tonight... Megan said as she led Paul to her buttocks. Her kneeling slave began to caress his female's powerful hips and savour his mistress's glorious ass with avid desire.
- Come closer slave, on your knees and spread your legs a little. Sarah stepped forward with her tights and knees spread towards her mistress, until her pussy came into contact with the tip of Megan's shoe. Megan, raised the toe of the shoe rubbing her slave's sex, resting her foot on the heel, subtly, looking up into her face..., smiling at her.
- Tell me my dear..., how did you spend the other night, in your bedroom, alone..., while I was fucking your husband..., was it..., hard? Sarah became aroused as she felt the touch of Megan's foot rubbing her pussy....,
- Yes my mistress..., it was terrible and sad..., very sad... Megan increased the pressure on the toe of her shoe a little. Sarah began to gasp with pleasure shyly....
- I understand my dear, he had a great time instead..., didn't you darling?
- Yes my mistress, it was incredible. Paul acted as if his wife was not in front of him, caressing, licking and kissing his mistress' powerful thighs and buttocks on his knees next to Sarah.
- Yeah, look at him..., he's very accommodating, and easier to dominate than my husband..., he's more compatible with what I like to practice in bed with a man. With Marc, it's different, there are much better and much worse things. Do you like it honey...?
- Yes my mistress, I like you very much.

- You must worship my thighs and my ass a lot, then I will crush and strangle you and I can overdo it if you don't show them the proper respect my love.
- Yes my mistress, it is my immense pleasure to do so. Paul said. Megan increased her speed of rubbing Sarah's pussy, who was already panting as if she was masturbating. Megan stroked her head like someone stroking their pet.
- You see honey, how your mistress also cares about your little wife's pleasure..., so that tonight she has something else to think about as she imagines how I possess you. Sarah was about to cum and felt the need to hold on to something to concentrate on her pleasure, she leaned for a moment on Megan's hips....
- I’m..., I'm sorry my mistress..., it's..., it's just....
- Shhhhh, quiet my dear, I understand..., you admire me, you admire my body and now you are more mine than ever, touch me, touch me..., don't cut yourself..., enjoy your mistress you too..., kiss my thighs..., you know they can tear you apart.
Sarah could not understand her own actions and how she could so actively contribute to her own humiliation, but she leaned in slightly until her lips touched her dominatrix's thigh, and kissed it, kissed it and licked it endlessly, holding on to it with both hands as the tip of her mistress's shoe brought her to ecstasy. Just seconds before she reached it..., Megan stopped rubbing her.....
- What? what are you doing...? Sarah exclaimed startled.
- Shhhh, quiet darling..., shhhh be careful with the tone of your voice, it's not submissive enough. Yeah..., I know I've cut you off..., but I just don't think it's polite for you to cum in my house, here in front of my man. Megan said..., shhhhhh calm down, calm down my dear or you'll go home doubly horny..., shhhhhh.
- It’s unbelievable what you're doing to me...Sarah shouted....
- Are you reproaching your mistress for something? Megan gave her slave a cold and violent look that made her blood run cold. Sarah was terrified.
-No…, no my mistress, I'm sorry if it seemed that way to you, it's just that I was very excited and I lost my head for a moment. Sarah replied humbling herself as much as she could. Megan continued to maintain her hard stare and Sarah prostrated herself at her feet and began to lick them..., excuse me my mistress, I apologise.
- Beg me not to hit you.
- I beg you my mistress, I beg you not to hit me..., I have behaved badly and I beg your pardon..., I beg you, don't hurt me. Megan smiled as she kissed Paul.
- You see how much you've gained by changing your mistress, darling, don't you think your beloved wife is pathetic? Paul wanted to hide his excitement at his wife's humiliations with Megan, but the truth was that they made her very hard. Which made him feel like shit afterwards. But at that moment with his mistress in front of him..., he nodded.
- He says yes slave, you shame your husband. Do you understand that he is much better off with me?
- Yes my mistress, you are a much better woman than me.
- Do you understand that a man as sensitive as your husband suffers a lot seeing how his female is humiliated by another superior woman ?
- Yes my mistress, I am not worthy of Paul, he deserves a much superior woman, someone like you. Sarah said as she continued to kiss her mistress' feet.
- Don’t you feel safer and happier with me sweetheart? Megan asked Paul as she kissed his nipples. Your mistress will always manage to defeat and humiliate her rival, whoever she is. I will make you always feel proud and excited for your female.
- Yes, yes my mistress..., I know. Paul said.
- All right, slave, join us. Don't make a mistake again, okay? Sarah nodded like an obedient child.
- Well, as a reward for humiliating yourself in front of your husband, you can suck my nipple to give pleasure to your mistress. Do it with as much love and affection as you are capable of. Sarah grabbed one of Megan's huge breasts with both hands and began to suck gently.
- Shhhhh, like this, like this..., giving pleasure to the woman who has taken everything from you...shhhhh, Megan pulled Paul's cock out of his trousers and made him rub it on her hips and buttocks..., shhhhh you understand my dear..., you understand that your husband is completely mine..., shhhhh Sarah nodded..., and that he always will be ?
- Yes my mistress, I will never dare to question it, I am nothing compared to you. he belongs to you completely.
- Shhhh, that's it my dear, very good..., shhhhhh. I know I'm being hard on you, but changes need to be consolidated as soon as possible..., don't you think?
- Yes my mistress, Sarah kept sucking like a baby making Megan moan.
- Go on, go on with the other one, Paul will do it later for hours..., Next time you have to be more focused on delivering your husband here in my house. Understand that especially in the beginning, I will do my best to humiliate you so that Paul will be more ashamed of you and desire me more. Do you understand my dear...?
- Yes my mistress...
- Mmmm, that's why I recommend you to be as humble as possible and submit in everything. Abandon your combative spirit completely..., it won't do you any good. I can do you much, much harm...
- Yes my mistress..., I'll be up to it.
- It is what it is...shhhh, it's alright,  you can retire. No hard feelings, think of me tonight in your room, maybe you can finish what you started with your pussy.
- Yes my mistress, thank you my mistress.
- Tomorrow I'll lend you again to your husband. For the moment you're doing well.
- Thank you my mistress. Goodbye my mistress.

And the same, or similar, the following Wednesday... Paul and Sarah tried to make normality out of the impossible, both were slaves to a woman who forced them into a way of life that was humiliating for both of them, though insurmountably exciting for Paul who could possibly and longed to endure the situation for a long time to come. All the discomfort of the daily sight of his humiliated wife's dull face disappeared when he touched the skin of his goddess and owner. He couldn't help it, it was his drug.

Sarah on the other hand was simply afraid, she was afraid of her mistress and still dared not force the situation one way or the other. Megan's humiliations were integrated into her life almost as a matter of course. When you have been humiliated so much, the concept of self-esteem and dignity are not as important as the fear of physical punishment.

The day after the last visit to her dominatrix's house, she remembered Samantha, her rival from the Alpha vs. Alpha web site, when they were still happy and had a plan for self-improvement and escape from this hell. It was only a few days ago but it seemed like months ago.

- Paul, what do we do with Samantha...?
- I don't know honey, I don't know.
- Actually, the question has to do with what we do with our lives from now on....
- Yes I know, I think we're still in shock and we're not thinking clearly.
- We are going to leave here...?
- That was the plan and I've always thought it was up to you to decide.
- Are you willing to leave her...?
- You’re my wife and this situation can't last forever...
- But are you able to come back to me?
- Can you be my mistress again?
- To return to be your mistress, we must leave here, if not, I can never.
- I know that.
- I am willing to be, but far from here, and to prove it to you I will fight with Samantha. If my mistress finds out she'll beat me up, but I'll risk it, I want to fight for you.
- I love you, and I want you to be my mistress. I admit I desire Megan, but I'll come unstuck, I've done it before.
- It won't be easy for you, you've never enjoyed her body and domination so much, and I'm no match for her, I never will be. I want you to think about it and answer me. This is horrible for me, but I don't know how it is affecting you and if you will ever get over seeing me so humiliated by her.
- Will you be able to bear this situation...? to be my wife but only have sex with her permission and accept that she can make me hers whenever she wants?
- Never, first you stay here alone as her sex slave and I'll make my life somewhere else.
- I can't imagine life without you and the kids. Honey, I desire her, I desire her... very much, but nowhere near as much as I want you.
- All right..., in a week I'll be wrestling with Samantha. And I think you're gonna be proud of me. It'll be the first step, honey. Honestly, if you're in my life, there's no turning back. I'm going to keep training to fight stronger and more aggressive women. I want to become your alpha because that's what I need to be happy. And not just for you, I'm doing this for me. It's the only answer I have to her constant humiliation to keep me going. And in 3 weeks we disappear from here, without a trace.
- It may seem fake and hypocritical of me, but I swear I'm so proud of you.

That night, Megan created a whatsapp group called MEGAN'S SLAVES with Paul and Sarah's contacts.
Her husband, Marc, came home and Megan wrote a message in the group. "Slave, today I allow you to fuck your husband", "Thank you my mistress" Sarah replied, "Slave, think of your lioness while you fuck your wife" "Yes my mistress, I will" Paul replied.
Paul and Sarah made love with their mistress's permission. Sarah did it as a physiological need against depression, and it served as an aphrodisiac for Paul knowing that they were making love because their mistress, gave them permission. He imagined Megan in their bedroom, allowing them to fuck with a condescending smile. And all that turned him on, he obeyed his mistress completely, never stopped thinking about her.


TO BE CONTINUED WITH LAST CHAPTER

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TIME PUTS EVERYONE IN THEIR PLACE



The day of the fight with Samantha arrived.

Samantha opened the door and after introductions they prepared for the fight.
Samantha was a massive 5'10" with elongated, defined muscles, a prominent ass and bigger tits than Sarah's. She was fit and seemed to be an expert at what they were going to do.

Paul and Samantha's husband sat in different parts of the room, women stood in sexy combat underwear and began to wrestle.
Samantha seemed condescending at first knowing that it was Sarah's first fight of the website and that was a mistake..., because Sarah hadn't come to fight, Sarah had come to find a way out of her depression and she was going to do it by destroying her opponent.

She unceremoniously lunged at Samantha and threw her to the ground, she began to beat her with fury, as if this woman had killed one of her children. Samantha put her arms in front of her face to protect herself, but Sarah viciously attacked her breasts and followed up with her face and pussy. Non-stop punches reached their target.
The husbands looked on in astonishment without encouragement. It wasn't a fight, it was an attempted murder of one woman over another.
The look on Sarah's face was not her own, it was that of a sociopath who had to unleash all her hatred... the hatred she felt for Megan.

As an act of desperation Samantha hooked her thighs around Sarah's waist. Sarah didn't seem to mind, in fact it motivated her to stand up and lift her rival up with her around her waist. She seemed to have overdosed on a wild adrenaline rush that increased her power and strength.
Standing up and holding Samantha by her long hair, she took two quick steps towards the wall and slammed her head into the wall and fell to the ground.
Sarah lunged like a python to strangle her thighs around the neck of her battered rival, twisting her arm at the same time.

Samantha was totally done for, Sarah kept her in a vice grip for over a minute, increasing the pressure on her thighs more and more. Samantha's legs seemed to convulse as if she was having a cardiac arrest. Sarah realised she was killing her and as the 2 men rushed towards her to stop the fight, she let go.
Samantha was totally groggy, breathing but her husband was unable to wake her up. He carried her into the bedroom.

As there was no more woman to humiliate and subjugate in front of her husband in that house, Paul and Sarah said goodbye and left.

In the car and on the way to the hotel, Paul looked at his wife as he drove.
- You almost killed her...
- Yes, I let out all the hate I had inside me, or almost all of it.
- It was amazing. Although I would have preferred it if you had beaten her awake and humiliated her in front of him.
- I had no control, today I would have destroyed anyone... except Megan. Our mistress scares the hell out of me.

Paul realised that a vehicle had been following them since they left Samantha's house...

- Well, you would have scared her today.
- I can't be like that in front of Megan, it's paralysing, it's psychological, I might have to see a psychiatrist to get over that fear. Even if this is all bullshit, even if I went crazy like today, Megan would have found a way to stop me and beat me up, then humiliate me and then possess you.
- Honey, today is not the day to talk about Megan, don't you think? today you're a champion again, my champion. You've beaten another man's wife, a strong woman and an expert in hand-to-hand combat with 14 fights, and like you said it's a first step.
- Yes Paul, I know, and I am satisfied. I would have liked to humiliate her for you of course, but I am amazed at what I am capable of. Too bad we can't upload the result to the web, if Megan sees it, she'd give me the beating of my life. She won't let me fight for you yet. Sarah thought how humiliating that was for both her and Paul.
- Two weeks left of school, two weeks to freedom..., Fuck, that damn car is following us..., I've already changed directions five times and it feels like we're going to the same place. Paul interrupted what he was saying, annoyed with the car that was following them.
- Maybe he's staying at the same hotel.


When they finally arrived at the hotel, they realised that the car park was full and they had to take the car to another nearby car park that looked a bit shabby and had hardly any lighting.

They parked and got out of the car, when they saw 3 burly guys approaching them.
- Hey, you guys..., keep quiet if you listen to us, nothing will happen.
- What are you doing? Do you want to rob us? I warn you that I am a judo champion and things can get ugly.
The three guys were strong, tall and muscular. They didn't look like they would be afraid of a physical confrontation with one man. Sarah got nervous, her skirt got caught when she got out of the car and with the threat of those men it unintentionally ripped and fell down to her ankles showing her sexy legs and ass in a thong.

- Fuck!!! did you see that, I think we're going to have fun. One of them grabbed Sarah from behind and bent her trunk forward, sticking her face on the bonnet of the car. He ripped off her panties and shoved his cock up her backside. Sarah screamed in desperation but her powerful assailant covered her mouth, she was terrified.
Paul went towards her but another of the guys tackled him and knocked him to the ground, he punched him in the nose, they lifted him up between 2 of them and while one pinned him from behind, the other punched him in the stomach.

The situation was desperate, Sarah watched in profile as her husband was pinned down, while the rapist continued with his work. Suddenly she saw a figure running towards them..., he looked familiar. Sarah watched him approaching fast like a sprinter as she felt her assailant unceremoniously penetrate her anus. Finally the strange runner arrived and it was... Marc, Megan's husband.

Marc pounced on the rapist, punching him two times and leaving him semi-conscious on the floor. He hugged Sarah and pulled what was left of her skirt up to cover herself. Sarah was still blocked by the horror she had just experienced and watched as Marc approached the 2 guys who had her husband pinned down.

- You, don't get too close or we'll beat you up too. Marc didn't slow down for a second, grabbed the muscular guy who was beating Paul by the neck and kicked him in the balls, just before a succession of crochets to the chin and punches to the liver that left him stiff on the floor.
The other guy still holding Paul got scared and ran away.
- I’ve got your face, you fucking coward! Marc shouted as he watched him flee.
Paul, now freed, went to help Sarah, who was on the floor of the car park, kneeling and looking terrified. Marc called the police. The two guys were still semi-conscious on the ground, Marc went to each of them and grabbed them by the shirt and punched them again in the nose. As he held the rapist who attacked Sarah, he turned to her.
 
- Sarah…, come on, this is important for you to do, then you'll feel better. Kick this son of a bitch in the dick.
- What? leave her alone Marc, she's still upset, Paul told him.
Sarah sat up immediately and still naked as she was from the waist down, she went to Marc who was holding her half-groggy rapist facing her, she took impulse and gave him an impressive kick in the middle of his bulge that made him wake up, Marc was in charge of putting him back to sleep.

- Well done my dear. You're staying at the hotel, right? go to your room, I'll wait here for the police to explain what happened and I'll give sleeping pills to these little animals if they wake up before I get there. I'll ask the police not to disturb you until tomorrow, the commissioner is a friend of mine.
- I can stay and help shake them up if you like... Paul said who was beginning to feel a bit self-conscious about his manhood watching Marc perform.
- Did you get the impression that I need some kind of help with these two? No, the best thing you can do is go to your wife and tuck her in, she needs someone with her now. Paul kept quiet being aware of his inopportune suggestion.
- Thanks Marc. Sarah said.
- You’re welcome dear, I'm glad I was around, I'll check on you in your room later.

Paul and Sarah went to the hotel room and took a shower. They put on their bathrobes and hugged each other. Sarah was quiet. She seemed very calm with a slightly lost look on her face.
- How are you, darling?
- Did you see how Marc acted ? since I saw him running towards us he looked like a Marvel superhero.
- Well, it's clear that he knows how to hit, but he played with the surprise factor, he appeared out of nowhere and that helps. Sarah was silent again for about a minute.
- Actually, when he went to take those two gorillas off you, there was no surprise factor.
- OK, so you mean I wasn't able to protect you and he was able to protect you? OK, he's a muscular guy who knows how to fight, great, bravo for him, but I don't know if you saw that two guys jumped me and cut me down when I was going to get the other gorilla off of you. Paul said in a clearly annoyed tone.

- I think you've taken offence and I didn't mean to. And I think you forget that half an hour ago I was being raped and I need more understanding from you.
- I’m sorry, you're right, it's true, I've been a bit insecure with all this that's happened and I've taken it out on the wrong person. I'm sorry, sweetheart. Paul hugged Megan. It's hard to have your wife saved by another guy in front of you.
- Don’t worry, I didn't realise you could feel that way. Sarah said.
- But I can handle Marc, I just have to be ready in front of him. Paul said. Sarah was silent once again.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

The two of them went to open the door naked with their bathrobe tied with a belt. It was Marc.

- How are you Sarah ? Marc asked from the corridor.
- I’m calmer but still in a state of shock.
- Poor girl, I don't know how you must have felt while that bastard was forcing himself on you.
Sarah leaned her head on Paul's shoulder and looked at the floor.
- Well, I've just come to tell you that everything has been sorted out with the police, they've arrested them and they're safe. The only thing pending is that you come tomorrow morning when you feel better to give your statement and make the report.
- Of course, thanks Marc, you've been fantastic. It was a miracle you came by. Sarah said.

Marc smiled...
- Actually, I'm not here by chance, that's what I wanted to explain to you now if I may.
- You were the one in the car following us... Paul said.
- That’s right, there's a story behind it that I want to tell you that explains everything. That's why I followed you. Megan and I knew that Sarah had a fight here through the web, and that even though Megan forbade her, she was going to disobey her, good for you by the way, you show courage and bravery by disobeying Megan for your husband. We imagined you would be staying at this hotel after the fight..., by the way you won? Sarah nodded, good for you again, you are an amazing woman.
- Look Marc, you understand that tonight is not the best time for it... Paul wanted to cut to the chase.
Sarah approached Marc and took him by the hand inviting him in.
- Come in Marc, come in please and tell us what you wanted to tell us. Sarah said.
- Thank you Sarah. Marc answered.

The three of them sat down in the living room with a table and chairs in the spacious room.

- As soon as I arrived from my trip this week, my wife told me something terrible that has affected me a lot. It seems that she is in love with you Paul, she loves you and desires you. And that's very hard for me. Marc said with a serious expression.
- And for me Marc, and for me. Sarah said
- I know dear, I know. Megan can be a real bitch when something gets under her skin.
- As you know, I've been harassed by her for over a year now. And I think it's all been because of her obsession with my husband. Sarah explained
- Matched by your husband's obsession with my wife.
- Right, Sarah affirmed
- Wait, wait, let's see. Paul Protested.
- Relax Paul, I'm sure you didn't initiate this, I know that, but you can't help it either, nor does it bother you too much, you rather enjoy it. I know you've been fucking my wife for a week now, and even though I know she's the one who started all this, it's very hard for me to resist not beating the shit out of you for it.
- What has Megan told you?. Paul asked a little scared.

- That you're hers, that she beat up your wife again and now you're hers, and she doesn't want to give you up, not even for me. And I really like my wife you know, and I love her. It makes me horny like you that she is the best woman of all, and she defeats and subdues other women in front of their husbands. Fuck it turns me on to crazy of desire, because she is also hot and I like to be her slave after her fights, although it seems that not as much as you, she feels more fulfilled with you because you are less male than me and you like weird and cheesy movies. Marc was warming up..., and I'm deeply pissed off to have to share her!!

- She’s the one who decided that Marc, it wasn't me. Paul said
- Sure, you're a victim. Marc said to Paul mockingly. The only victim here is your beautiful wife who is the one you should be settling for. I have to tell you Sarah that I'm sorry I enjoyed the humiliations my wife inflicted on you, but I have the same weakness as your husband for dominant women. Although not as extreme as his. Marc said pointing at Paul. Sarah remained silent, nodding at everything Marc said.

I don't always like to be her slave, sometimes I like to be the protective and dominant male, but Megan doesn't seem to need my protection or anyone else's, nor does she like me to take the lead in bed. She's ONLY an alpha dominant. Impossible another role for her. Marc said
So..., Marc changed his tone to a firmer one..., considering that I still don't want to leave my wife, considering also that she won't let me leave her, and considering that she won't give up on you, Paul..., I can only think of one thing that Megan agrees with tonight...., Marc stared at Sarah....
Sarah, I've always found you to be a wonderful woman, you're not only beautiful but you're smart, much smarter than I am. You are also a good person and you have a lot of class, all these virtues Megan doesn't have. I just realised tonight, saving you from those bastards, that I'm very interested in you and I desire you... Sarah thought that Marc was beginning to seem fascinating.

- WHAT? Paul exclaimed.
- What you hear, and tonight, tonight is the perfect time to make love to your wife and I have Megan's permission. Although after what happened, that's not the main reason for wanting to make love to your wife.
- What are you about?
- I’m playing the protective male Paul, you don't know how to protect her and tonight, precisely tonight she needs to feel protected by a real man, who gives her love, pleasure and security..., and you are not that man. I have saved her from the horror and I have earned the right to court her tonight. Marc stood up and began to undress.
- What the fuck are you doing? Get the fuck out of here if you don't want me to give you the beating those assholes didn't give you. Paul said very angry. Marc was already in his underwear.

- What's the matter, you want to fight for your wife, very well that seems reasonable to me, but look at me, I'm much stronger than you and I'll beat you up if you get in the way. Look at your wife, she doesn't seem to refuse my proposal. Tonight she needs a man. Sarah was stunned looking at Marc's powerful body, she had never seen a man with those pecs, abs and arms in her life. His thighs looked like trunks of muscle and his back was a huge muscular trapeze impossible to fully embrace. And that supermale wanted to fuck her after saving her from the most traumatic moment of her life. Ever since Marc had shown up in that dark car park, she'd been thinking up fantasies to masturbate to on the lonely nights she had left at home while her husband was with Megan. It seemed the fantasies were going to be very real if her husband didn't stop it. Paul snapped her out of her trance.

- Sarah, say something to this asshole! Paul in his fuss fell out of his bathrobe, and was left stark naked.
- Ah, you want us to wrestle totally naked, that's fine with me! Marc took off his briefs and revealed the huge python that hung next to his huge testicles. Sarah started to get wet at the sight of it. Paul was also intimidated, but felt he had to react in the most virile way possible, Sarah seemed mesmerized by Marc and said nothing.

- That's enough muscle boy, you're going to find out some things... Paul went to pin Marc down trying to grab him by the neck but Marc blocked his arms and pushed him away, Paul went for more by lunging towards Marc's stomach, but the granite block that was Marc's body barely moved back an inch. Marc drove his elbows into Marc's back and released him. Marc raised his knee sharply impacting into Paul's face, Sarah was in shock watching those 2 naked men fighting for her, she liked Paul fighting for her, it was the best demonstration of her husband's love since Megan decided to fuck him, but what she liked most was Marc's body, she was engrossed.
Paul was a little stunned by the kneeing.

- Come on, get up, I haven't touched you yet. Marc said.
Paul stood up and raised his fists waiting for Marc to come closer.
- You’re not attacking anymore? you're scared of me, huh? don't worry, I'm coming. Marc went towards Paul and threw a punch that Paul would have avoided with his forearms if it wasn't for the power and strength of Marc's huge fist. Paul ended up getting hit in the face by his own arm, Marc hit him again with the other fist and this one hit him in the face and he collapsed to the ground.

- I wouldn't get up if I were you....
- Fuck you. Paul tried to pull himself out of his daze and got up. Marc waited for him to sit up and threw another punch in the liver that folded Paul in half and he lay on the floor in a fetal position.
- Leave it here mate, accept that your female is mine for the night and get out.
Marc, turned to Sarah who was still stunned by all that was happening, by now she knew that her husband was no match for Marc, she knew it from the attempted rape. When she saw this powerful man coming towards her, she didn't move or protest, she just waited for him. Marc put his arms around her and kissed her. Sarah liked it. Two meters behind Paul seemed to react.

- Sarah, what are you doing, don't let him... Marc didn't pay the slightest attention, he took off Sarah's bathrobe and pressed her against his magnificent body. Sarah shivered with pleasure as she felt the power of that muscular, granite body.
- I think you want this to happen too. Marc said. Sarah looked at him with a look of desire on her face. Meanwhile Paul stood up and attacked Marc from behind, grabbing him by the hair and strangling him with his arm. Marc grabbed Paul's arm by the wrist and pulled it away from his neck as if they were arm wrestling and Marc was slowly gaining ground.

- You’ve finally made me angry, Marc said. I don't like to be interrupted when I'm about to possess a woman. Marc ended up bending Paul's arm, turned to face him and twisting his wrist made Paul bend. He was too superior, as he held him down, he started slapping him with his open hand across the face SPLASH, SPLASH.... Paul felt each slap from Marc as if he was being hit in the face with an ironing board. Then Marc did the bear hug, pressing his powerful arms into Paul's back and pinning him down completely.
- Aaaaagh, you're going to break me!
- That’s right, I need you to be quiet for a while. Marc lifted Paul off the ground maintaining the powerful embrace until he let go and fell to his knees. Marc grabbed Paul by the hair with one hand and with the other he started slapping him non-stop, it was a brutal succession of wild slaps in the face SPLASH, SPLASH.... SPLASH, SPLASH.... SPLASH, SPLASH.... SPLASH, SPLASH.... SPLASH, SPLASH.... SPLASH, SPLASH....

- I’m doing this for your son Kevin, I don't want to punch you so I disfigure your face and make him afraid to look at you..., SPLASH, SPLASH.... SPLASH, SPLASH.... SPLASH, SPLASH.... SPLASH, SPLASH.....thank him for patting you instead of punching you, although it's more humiliating that way, don't you think?
- Stop it, please stop it, I can't take it anymore!
- What’s wrong, it hurts you, for once you're the one who gets beaten up and not your wife, you're not going to die, no judoka asshole?
- Stop, stop, you win, I surrender, I surrender, I surrender. Marc stopped hitting him and stepped on his neck.
- Stay there wimp, is it clear to you who's in charge here? Marc put part of his weight on his foot, strangling Paul on the floor.
- You, you're in charge...
- Who’s the only macho man here, say it...
- You, you're the best male.
- Who’s more man of the two ? answer, let your wife hear it loud and clear.
- You, you're more man than me, please stop. Marc stopped stepping on his foot.
- And now tell your wife that tonight is mine.
- No, not that, please, you've already taken your revenge for me and Megan, now go away and leave us alone.
- You don't know what you're doing, asshole. Marc picked Paul up off the floor, grabbed him by the hair and punched him in the liver, then in the stomach, then used his powerful bear claw to strangle him and without letting go, threw him on the bed, sitting on top of him. With his other hand he twisted his testicles. Paul was dying of pain and suffocation.

- You’re going to accept that your wife belongs to me in the worst possible way, you pusillanimous shit!!!. Marc kept tightening his two hands, one on her neck and the other on Paul's testicles and cock.
Paul tried to look at his wife as if for help, but Sarah just watched the scene silently with an excited look on her face. Sarah knew that her husband was having a very hard time, but she was extremely aroused. The eroticism of watching one naked man subdue another was making her very horny.
- It’s okay..., Paul's voice was barely audible as he struggled to make it sound.
- What are you saying, I can't hear you?
- It’s yours, please!
- What do you mean, it's mine?
- Yessssss. Marc released his hand from Paul's testicles but kept his other hand on his rival's throat.
- Now say you're my slave. Paul tried to shake off the claw that was killing him.
- I am..., I'm your slave.
- Good boy, let's see if you've really got it. Marc was still sitting on top of Paul and he dragged his hips over Paul's chest, bringing his huge bulge close to his face. He stopped when his huge balls were resting on Paul's throat and his huge, thick 11 inch python was resting along the length of his rival's face.
- That's the way I like it, totally submissive to me, my balls and my cock. In your place, let your wife know who's the alpha male here. Sarah began to touch herself. Seeing her husband's humiliation at the hands of her hero, seeing him totally humiliated and submissive to such a sexy and powerful superior male aroused her basic instincts. She wanted to be his and approached him naked without her bathrobe.
- Come my little, come to your saviour. Your husband is already tamed and subdued. Sarah began to caress Marc's broad strong shoulders, placed her hands on his huge swollen arms of hard biceps and triceps, knelt down to be closer to his powerful chest.

- Lick. Marc ordered her. Sarah brought her lips to his right breast and began to lick his nipple, gasping with pleasure. She felt the power of a man superior to what she knew, she rubbed her lips all over his ample chest feeling wetter and wetter adoring this superior male who had protected her. Her love for her husband was on the second, or third plane.
Marc felt sexy and powerful, used to a submissive attitude with his wife, he was fulfilled by humiliating another man in front of his female to take her from him and protect her. He himself was surprised at his lack of scruples with Paul. But he was the guy who had fucked his wife and although he hadn't intended it that way, his arrogance was going to give him a very hard time. As Sarah's sweet, passionate kisses continued, his cock was getting bigger and steeper to the point where it was losing contact with his slave's face. He decided to take his cock in one hand and hit Paul in the face with it. Paul was paralysed with pain and with fear of this mighty gladiator who was torturing him. He felt the weight of his testicular mass in his throat and the blows of that huge bar of flesh on his face causing him pain from the swelling of his cheeks from the previous beating, but most of all he was humiliated by the situation and his wife's behaviour. He could not believe it.

Sarah watched the scene as she wrapped her arms around her saviour's back, reaching down to touch his pecs, licking and biting his muscular trapezius muscles, excited as she watched his huge cock slap against her husband's aching face. Marc pulled her face close to his and kissed her passionately.

- You look like you need a real man... Marc told her. Sarah nodded, still not daring to speak in front of Paul, showing her total agreement and desire for what was going on in that room.
- I think you need to take it a step further. You're still a little self-conscious, honey. Marc said. He gently pushed her away, got off the bed and stood up grabbing Paul's hair and strangling his throat with his bicep. Paul was red in the face putting his hands on his master's powerful arm with his legs bent and unable to make a sound. Marc forced a little more so that Paul felt the suffocation as the next cause of his death, held him like that for almost a minute and then released him. He didn't let him recover and started slapping him again, holding him by the hair with one hand to keep him from going to the floor.

- Have you seen, have you seen what your master can do to you? SPLASH, SLPASH..., you are so weak and pathetic that I don't know how your wife and children dare to go out in the street with you. From now on I will protect them. Your wife is going to know what a real man is tonight. Kiss your master's bicep... Marc flexed his right arm and brought a huge, hard bicep close to Paul's face, and Paul started to kiss it..., without stopping. Beg my bicep not to kill you..., and lick it !!
- I beg you not to kill me SLURP, SLURP..., PLEASE DON'T KILL ME....
- Do you submit yourself completely to your master?
- Yes my master, I submit..., Paul had already lost what manhood he had left in front of his wife. Sarah gasped at the humiliation as she bit Marc's powerful left shoulder and touched herself.
- Now lick my nipples. I want your wife to see how you humiliate yourself and beg me not to hurt you. Paul began to kiss and lick Marc's right nipple. Humiliate yourself, COME ON!

-I…, I beg you not to hurt me my master, I am weak compared to you. Paul kissed the nipple as he spoke..., I'm, I'm a shit..., you're better than me. Please don't hit me..., don't hit me any more.
- Who does your wife belong to?
- To you, to you my master, you deserve her..., I can't protect her. You are much more male and a better man. Sarah is yours..., she is yours. Paul had a few tears in his eyes. Sarah began to compulsively kiss Marc's other nipple, panting with desire.
- Who would your children prefer as daddy if they saw us now.... 
-You…, you're stronger and richer. They would feel safer with you. You know how to protect them my master.
- Good slave boy, and now on your knees. Marc brought Paul's face close to his cock. I think your wife needs to see you submit to your master's balls to feel totally mine, before I fuck her... EAT MY BALLS!!!
- No, wait..., not that, no, no please, it's impossible, you can't, you can't do that to me, in front of her..., no.
- Oh no ? very well. You have made it clear that you are not a man because you don't know how to protect your wife and you submit to another man begging and eating my nipples in front of her, so you must be a child, and disobedient children are punished....
Marc lifted Paul by the hair and threw him face down on the bed strangling his neck trapping him with his leg between his thigh and his calf, squeezing very, very hard and began to spank his ass hard with the full weight of his heavy powerful hand SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK Paul couldn't scream because there was hardly any air coming through his larynx, but his mouth was open and he was crying like a child. Marc stopped for a moment to rest. Sarah moved closer and began to kiss him, Marc caressed her vagina and checked that it was wet, Sarah emitted a moan of pleasure and brought her face close to her new man's chest.

- Make me yours... It was the first time she spoke and Marc kissed her again.
- I’ll be right with you sweetheart. Marc smiled at her and continued to punish his slave SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK.... Paul's buttocks, almost bleeding from how red they were, he emitted the moans that his imprisoned throat allowed him, finally Marc stopped, grabbed him by the ears and brought him 3 inches away from his face, looking at him with fury.
-Have you understood well slave ? because up to now I have been the softest...

Paul nodded with a look of desperation on his face. Marc forced him to his knees and put his balls in his mouth.

- Start slave, lick my balls, eat them, I want them inside your mouth, show your wife how much you submit to me and how cowardly and pathetic you are. Paul was totally terrified, he was going to do something he had never conceived of, and he was going to do it in front of Sarah. He started licking Marc's huge testicles, or rather just one, only one would fit in his mouth from the left side he was on. He licked it and kissed it with his lips. He took it into his mouth and massaged it with his tongue. Sarah was wet with desire, she thought it was the sexiest and most erotic thing she had ever seen, she didn't care that the poor guy who was throwing away his dignity forever was her Paul, she only cared about giving herself to this supermale who had saved her and was taking away any traumatic after-effects of the rape. She couldn't help her desire for Marc, she started rubbing her wet pussy on Marc's thigh, like a dog in heat as she ate his nipples and looked down at her husband in the worst possible humiliation.

- You see your husband darling? he is so afraid of me that he prefers to humiliate himself by eating my balls instead of fighting for you. Do you want to enjoy the balls of a real man too, little girl?

- Yes Marc, I beg you.
- Enjoy your male my dear. Sarah knelt in front of Paul and began to savour Marc's huge right testicle, the one left free by her husband's humiliation. It barely fit in her mouth, she played with it with her tongue and sucked it like the sweetest of fruits. Marc was dying of pleasure, he was extremely horny, for him it was a fantasy to dominate a married couple like that and to keep the girl as a dominant male. Paul saw his wife's contoured eyes, he saw how her beautiful face was enjoying pleasure as he rarely got it. He understood that she no longer belonged to him, that she was Marc's forever, and he understood how Sarah must have felt when she was the one humiliated while Megan drove him crazy with pleasure. He understood that there was nothing to reproach, but it was unbearable.

- All right slave, you understand what a real male is like ? while your wife is still enjoying your master's balls, I want you to start worshipping the cock that is going to possess her all night long.  Paul was waiting for it and after the above, and with no more hint of his manhood and dignity, he started to lick his master's huge cock sideways. It was gigantic, and thick, intimidating. He knew that Sarah, after having it inside her, would never want anything else. Marc was going to take a lot from his that night. Paul kissed and licked that huge, taut, hard rod of flesh while his wife continued to eat Marc's testicles. He felt weak and intimidated, he was terrified of Marc and preferred to endure the extreme humiliation rather than protest.

Sarah started to lick Marc’s cock from her side as well. Marc watched from above, resting his hands on her waist, feeling like the most powerful man on earth. They stayed like that for a couple of minutes, licking their master's cock to Paul's shame and Sarah's ecstasy, who had never enjoyed a cock like that before.

- Okay slave, let your wife enjoy my cock alone, move to the side, on your knees, but don't stop watching. Sarah took Marc's cock with both hands and started sucking it from the head, trying to get it as far down her mouth as she could, all the way down her throat. Despite her best efforts, she still had a good part of that glorious member left out. She sucked and sucked with moans of pleasure, enjoying the experience of a lifetime with this God. Marc pushed Sarah's head from behind looking for her limit, until he noticed that she was almost drowning, at that moment he let her continue.

- You see how my female enjoys it, she looks like she's never been with a real male before. Paul was overwhelmed, he was no match for him. He began to wonder why Megan was interested in him with such a hunk of a man in the house. He watched his wife enjoy herself like a madwoman, it was impossible to separate her from that huge python she was relentlessly savouring.

- Well little girl, you have all night to keep eating it. Come here, I'm going to spend the whole night loving you, protecting you and giving you pleasure, while my slave watches silently as I make you mine forever. Slave !, kneel before your master and kiss my feet. Paul came up on all fours and lay fully on the floor, and began to lick his master's feet. Look Sarah how your husband humiliates himself before your man, look how pathetic and weak he is. Marc stepped on Paul's head..., like this..., that's your place..., let your wife get a good look at you.... Marc kissed Sarah on the lips and took her mouth to his biceps, to his incredible abs, his pecs..., he invited her to get behind him to enjoy the breadth of his muscular back that Sarah licked and licked like a possessed. then she knelt down to bite his buttocks, fleshy, round and hard, she kept licking her hero's thighs, until she got back to his huge cock that she went to enjoy again until Marc, politely lifted it up.

- Come here sweetheart..., Marc lifted the foot that was on Paul and ordered him to stay seated on the floor without moving and without looking away. He lifted Sarah up like a feather and took her by the waist. Spread your legs beautiful, I'm going to be very careful at first. Marc's cock was erect much higher than horizontal and Marc was slowly, very slowly, inserting his female's pussy.
- Aaahh, aaah.
- Shhhh I know, I know, princess, little by little.... Sarah grabbed her male's waist with her thighs and Marc held her buttocks, standing there, in slow motion he was penetrating Sarah who didn't know how she could fit so much meat inside. Sarah noticed how the elasticity of her vaginal wall widened to a limit she didn't think possible, it was a mixture of pain and incredible pleasure. She tried to hold on to the powerful back of her man, by an instinct against falling, but it wasn't necessary, Marc knew very well what he was doing, he raised and lowered her with extreme delicacy with total security. His cock was lubricated with Sarah's vaginal fluids and he could increase the rhythm. It took just 4 thrusts for Sarah to cum the first time....

- Oh my God, oh my God, this is amazing!!! Sarah exclaimed. Marc kept penetrating her, taking care of the latency, the whole movement, always at the right speed. Sarah was just letting herself go and enjoying..., she started to scream with pleasure
- AAAAHHH, AAAAAAAAHHHH. MY GODDDDDDDD
- Who's your male sweetheart?
- YOUUUUU, YOU'RE MY MALE
- Who's your man ?
- YOUUUUUU, YOU'RE MY MAN.
- Do you feel protected my love ?
- YES, YES, YES, YESSSSSS, I feel very protected by you my love. I WANT YOU. Sarah screamed AAAHHHHH !!!, She came for the second time. Marc's cock was still hard as a rock and he kept increasing the rhythm, faster and faster.
- Who is your OWNER?
- YOUUU, YOU ARE MY OWNER, I AM TOTALLY YOURS MY LOVE.
- You want your male to always protect you from bad men.
- YESSSSSSS, YESSSSS, I BEG YOU, PROTECT ME ALWAYS MY LOVE, DON'T LEAVE ME...!!!! DON'T EVER LEAVE ME...
Sarah screamed with pleasure as if she was on a roller coaster AAAAHHHHHHH, AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH, AAAAAAAHHHHHH...., during 8 minutes of frenzy she came 10 times. Marc stood all the time like a powerful male giving pleasure to his slave as if nothing happened. Finally Marc took her in his arms and laid her face down on the bed.

Sarah felt in heaven, still sighing and moaning with pleasure. Marc began to massage her back, her lumbar and cervical spine, seeking her total relaxation. Sarah had never known a state of well-being like that, after the fuck of her life, a massage from huge, strong, expert hands that left her feeling as good as new. Marc hadn't cum yet and Sarah knew it, so it didn't surprise her when he spread her legs again while she was on her stomach and put it back in.

- You see, slave, what it is to make a woman happy ? you have to know how to protect a woman, give her pleasure and treat her like a queen. Marc said to Paul. Sarah again felt the electric shock of the pleasure of that huge phallus rubbing all over her genitals to the deepest walls of her body.

Paul felt deeply self-conscious about what he was seeing, the pain of his bottom touching the floor was insignificant to the shame and disgust he felt for himself compared to this superman who had taken his love away from him forever. As much as Megan filled him up, he felt his life being torn to shreds by losing the love of his life to another man so superior. Marc increased the speed very, very much, his cock was a huge hammer moving his pelvis at breakneck speed. Sarah was bellowing with pleasure once again, reaching continuous multi orgasm without stopping. After about 5 mins, Marc pulled his huge cock out of his slave, grabbed his girl by the waist with one hand and sat at the foot of the bed, depositing his surprised female sitting on his cock again but with her back to him.

Paul was five feet away from the two of them and watched as Marc again began to move up and down his wife's body penetrating her with the huge rod that was his cock while Sarah reached back with her arms to touch her god's body, seeking his face turning her head to meet his lips and kiss him. Sarah in that position sought her own speed and rhythm, herself going up and down leaning on her master's thighs.

Sarah moaned loudly and sometimes shrieked, Marc said things in her ear very quietly for her to repeat to Paul.
- Paul, come and kiss my man's feet or he will spank you. Paul came over to kiss Marc's feet, while he fucked his wife.
- Paul, I am his, I am completely his and always will be. I will be at his beck and call whenever he commands me, and I will beg for it. Marc kept whispering things in his slave's ear. Sarah was panting, almost babbling from the enormous pleasure that cock was giving her inside her.
- He is my man, you are no longer my man. He knows how to protect me and give me pleasure, he knows how to fight like a man to protect me and my children. Marc gives me 1000 times more pleasure than you. I feel safe with him, not with you, not after tonight. You are shit compared to him..., Sarah moaned and Paul cried kissing his master's feet. He is my owner and yours. I can't be married to a man who kisses the feet of the man who is fucking me, you are weak and I am ashamed of you. I will divorce you if my master orders me to. Today Marc has given me more pleasure than all my life with you...., aaaaah, aaaaahhh, aaaahhhh, aaaahhhh, aaaahhhh, my master, my male, my man..., I'm yours, I'm yours Marc. Paul cried like a child at Sarah's words. Keep going !!, keep going !! my love, keep going...!! Sarah had 4-5 more orgasms in that position and the last one left her exhausted.

- Slave, don't shame your wife any more and stop crying. Be something like a man for the first time in your life, sit back down and wipe away your tears, shhhhhhhhhh..., I don't want to hear you, you're pathetic. Marc said to Paul. He obeyed, he was nothing, just an obedient puppet.

Marc held his female like a child as he recovered, cradling her, he hadn't cum yet and wanted her to be as rested as possible before giving it all to her. Little by little Sarah was becoming active, still surprised to see her man erect and his cock hard as a rock.

- But, but... Marc, honey, how is that possible?
- I told you that I was going to give you pleasure all night long so that you could get over what they did to you, darling.
- I don't even remember, you have been so wonderful tonight that I can hardly remember anything of my previous life. They both laughed.
- Come on, there's still the best part, and then we'll have dinner and continue making love.
Marc and Sarah lay down on the bed and started kissing, they were kisses of lovers, Sarah caressed the abs, chest and arms of her herculean male, she couldn't believe how lucky she felt to be with a man like that and how he had made her feel until that moment. Marc thrust into her again and brought her to climax by being on top of her, but not crushing her, supporting just enough of his body weight with his arms to make her feel possessed and subdued by her man but comfortable.
Paul watched that powerful body on top of his wife hugging him with her thighs and her arms, pressing her against the bed with rhythmic movements, with envy and desperation. Marc pulled Sarah's body down each time he thrust his cock all the way in and Sarah screamed with each thrust, screamed more than ever, hysterical screams of pleasure that went into Paul's head as a personal defeat.

- Slave, call reception, tell them that nothing is wrong in the room, that everything is in order and not to worry about the screams. Paul got up to pick up the phone and called reception as his master had instructed.
Marc waited for the call to end before continuing his thrusting. Sarah was still screaming with pleasure with each thrust, suddenly Marc grabbed her waist and got up on his knees on the bed holding Sarah upright in front of his chest, he began to raise and lower Sarah's body which bounced like a spring, screaming like a madwoman, until he began to hold her and pressed her down against his cock and his cock reached the highest possible rigidity, it was a huge steel bar that ran inside Sarah making her scream as if she was being killed, but of pleasure.... until at last..., Sarah lost consciousness. Marc laid her gently, panting on the bed, kissed her and turned to Paul, who was stunned by what he had seen.

- Half an hour, that's how long it usually takes to them to wake up. After this, your wife is mine forever. Now I've got my revenge, wimp. The problem you have is that I liked it, I liked it a lot and I want more, much more. The problem I have is that I don't know if my wife will allow it. But you are my trump card, if Megan is in love with you, she will have to come to an agreement with me, because she wants it all, you and me. So, who knows. You can retire slave, your wife stays here with me, I think we have managed to make her forget about tonight's aggression, but I prefer to make sure. Tomorrow she'll be as good as new. Don't forget that from today you are not only Megan's slave, but also mine, I say this in case we meet again. I trust you know how to behave. And now get out.

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Sarah left the police station the next day after giving her statement. Marc walked her to the car, gave her a deep kiss on the mouth and they said goodbye with a smile. She had to rent a car because Paul had taken his last night.

She couldn't get the smile off her face, she had woken up with her head completely clear of her usual depression, her skin was glowing and she had slept for 7 hours in one go. She felt like new and had 4 hours of driving ahead of her to think about the situation.

The experience with Marc was the most exciting thing she had ever experienced in her life, and she dreamed of repeating it. Marc told her that he had fallen in love with her. She thought it was as close to a victory over Megan as she could hope for, and that made her very happy. She didn't know if she was in love with Marc, but she was absolutely hooked on this god of protection and pleasure and right now she would go with him if he asked her to.

Another reason for happiness was that she had definitely forgiven her husband for his obsession with Megan. If Paul experienced half as much excitement with Megan as she did with Marc, she could understand his submissive attitude and pleasure with her domination and constant humiliation, because it made to see her male subjugate and humiliate her husband made her mad with excitement. Poor Paul, he must have been terrible, no one knew that better than she did, she loved him, but she had a certain satisfaction that he had a taste of his own medicine.

Another thing she also discovered was her versatility in sex, she liked to be dominant with her husband, but also a slave with Marc. The same as her master by the way, who liked to be Megan's slave and her master and owner with her.

Both were more versatile than Paul and Megan, they only have one profile, submissive the first one and dominant mistress the second one. She found it curious and interesting and perhaps useful, very useful. She had been driving for two hours with these musings when her mobile rang. It was Megan.

- I guess you have enjoyed slave... Megan said with a mocking tone.
- Yes my mistress, it was wonderful, I thank you my mistress. I thank you very much.
- Let’s just say I overlooked my husband's interest in you. I don't know what he has seen of you but it seems intense..., plus I was checking with employees and friends of my husband's that despite the hundreds of opportunities that come his way, it seems he has always been faithful to me on his travels. This is a way of being fair to him.
But make no mistake, my husband is my slave and he belongs to me, just like you, and above all, just like Paul. Since this morning Marc has been saying that you and Paul are also his slaves and I'm fine with that, I've granted him that..., that's the thing about being in community of property..., that a married couple must share..., all their properties....
- Yes, my mistress.
- These are the orders..., and notice that I say ORDERS, they are not recommendations, nor proposals..., they are ORDERS...
- I hear you my mistress...
- We continue as before as far as Paul is concerned, that is to say, HE IS MINE, I am his owner and he lives with you only for logistical reasons and family social conventions. I allow you to play at being his mistress when Marc is at home, but during my husband's travels, you can't EVEN TOUCH him, let alone..., fight for him.
- Yes my mistress, thank you my mistress.
- You will continue to bring it to me and thank me properly for lending it to you, as you have done up to now. And you will refrain from touching it when we are out and about, under any circumstances and whoever is present.
- Of course, my mistress.
- When Marc returns from his travels, I will grant him the possibility, if he wishes, to spend as many nights with you as I spend with Paul in his absence. For that..., you two can make your own arrangements.
- Yes my mistress, thank you my mistress. Sarah almost jumped for joy.
- Finally, there remains your punishment for disobeying me and fighting for your husband with Samantha. I will tell you when and how.
- Yes my mistress, I'm sorry my mistress, but technically the fight took place when Marc was already back....
- Don’t be too clever slave, the privilege of being able to be your husband's mistress while Marc is at home is yours from today. Before you had to wait specifically for my permission.
- Of course my mistress. Thank you again my mistress.
- Take advantage of these days that I'm with Marc to play the be domina with Paul, I know it's important to you.
- I’ll try my mistress, for the moment I'll settle for picking up his pieces, he must be devastated by last night.
- Ahhh! yes, Marc told me he had to be hard on him. It was a mistake to confront Marc, physically there is almost as much difference between them as there is between you and me. I worry about how he is..., now we have a shared responsibility, keep me informed. Goodbye slave
- Yes my mistress. Goodbye my mistress. And Megan hung up.

Accepting the humiliating situation of having to assume that her husband belonged to another superior woman under threat of a beating, everything seemed to fall into place if they didn't leave the Valley, especially as far as Marc was concerned. Although that was a lot to say without talking to Paul first. Now she had the hardest part, getting her husband back and convincing him.

Sarah couldn't find Paul at home, nor was he answering his mobile, so she went straight to the flat her husband had rented last summer during the few months they had been separated. They still had a lease and she's sure he'd be there. She had a key and went straight in.

Paul was curled up in bed, wearing the same clothes as last night and he was awake.
- Hi Paul, I know you don’t want to see anyone but I want to know if you're ok and tell you 2 things, one: I'm the only person who knows exactly how you feel and two: I love you. When you can say something, call me.
- What you said... Paul said without moving from his position on the bed and without looking at his wife, what you said when you...
- Yes Paul, what I said was horrible, you know under what circumstances I said it. Now I'll leave you alone unless you want to talk, although you should let a couple of days pass before you broach the subject. I recommend it. Goodbye sweetheart


Sarah sent him messages every hour and it took Paul 2 days to return his wife's messages. Finally he wrote her a terse whatsapp that said... "Come".
Sarah immediately planted herself on the floor.

- How do you endure the humiliation Megan causes you? Paul asked to his wife
- With pain and time. Trying not to let it affect me and with the love of my family. It has made me stronger, although I still find it hard to bear the fact that you are hers and she shares you with me on conditions.
- You can no longer want me as your man….

- I’m going to be honest for both of us, otherwise this thing will blow up on us sooner rather than later. My answer is...no. I no longer want you as a man. You didn’t know how to defend me, Marc did..., he saved me and made me his in front of you while you kissed his feet. He beat you easily and put his balls and cock in your face and you sucked them so he wouldn't hit you. You agreed me to be his because you were afraid of him. He took away your manhood and your dignity and made you his slave in front of me. After what I saw and I felt…, you are no longer my man. My man is Marc. I'm his forever, I'm his slave and you're his slave too. Sarah answered with calm voice.

- Have you come to help me or to make me commit suicide…? Paul asked with desperation.
- I’ve come to tell you how things stand honestly so you can move on as soon as possible… Sarah answered firmly.

- Now that you're his..., you're going to take me out of your life....
- I am his and I desire him very, very, very much. With Marc I feel protected and he made me forget about the attempted rape by making me feel a pleasure I never thought could exist. It turned me on so much to see him humiliate you and show me the difference in manhood and virility between you and him. As Megan has done so many times with me to conquer you with resounding success by the way. But I don't want to cut you out of my life at all, you are my partner, my best friend, the father of my children, my husband and my slave when our mistress allows me to. You turn me on as my slave, and I want to keep fighting for you and be a better alpha for you. I want to look like Megan to you.

- But, despite the times I've seen you humiliated by Megan, I still want you as my Mistress, and you're telling me you don't want me as a man anymore?

- That’s right, we are different honey. You are a submissive man and I am an alpha woman, it excites me a lot to submit and dominate you, to feel superior to you, and to fight for you against another woman and submit her in front of her man to excite you and make you feel proud of me. And even though I'm far inferior to Megan and you desire her much more, that mix of domination and conjugal love turns you on and that's enough for me. But I have discovered that I am more versatile than you Paul, Marc has shown me. He has shown me the pleasure of feeling like a woman and being protected and loved by a real man, and for that I need an alpha male like Marc. He is my man and my owner and with him I am submissive, you are my slave and my husband and with you I am domina but…, I need you too.

- I can also fight for you and make you feel....
- Don’t make me laugh Paul, you don't get off on fighting or protecting anyone because you can’t. You are an absolute beta male, a submissive. You were born to be with a woman like Megan or to a lesser extent with me when our Mistress allows me to. You've been able to pin conventional guys a couple of times because you practice judo, and who I could easily beat nowadays. But in a fight against a real man or with outlaw guys, a stronger man tries to humiliate you in front of your female and a real alpha would rather die than submit and you gave up and cried like a little girl. And I don't reproach you, that's fine..., but you are not an alpha.

- So..., what do you propose?..., that I accept humiliation like you?..., that I accept this panic I have to go out in the street in case I meet your man?..., that I swallow the rage of knowing that he fucks my wife... ? it’s crazy..., I WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE !!I Paul said close to cry.
- AND WHAT DO YOU THINK I'VE BEEN ACCEPTING FOR YOU FOR ALMOST A YEAR NOW! I've been taking you to a whore's house for 2 weeks to be fucked by her, a whore who has beaten me up twice and keeps humiliating me in front of you, whom I hate to death but whom you desire more than anyone else in the world….

You have to be mentally stronger than them and accept it, like I do, and submit with humility and caution, because when you meet my man in the street and I go with you, I assure you that he will want to intimidate you and humiliate you in front of me to feel more male and make me horny, and if you protest the slightest thing he will slap you in the face with his huge cock and then you will have to suck it, and if we are in an intimate place, then he will make it clear to you that I am his fucking me in front of you and you have to know that I am getting horny just thinking about it. And don't be a hypocrite because it's exactly the same for you with Megan and me.

- And why don't we just fuck it all up like we planned and get the fuck out of here? Paul asked.

- BECAUSE I WANT IT ALL PAUL, I WANT IT ALL...! to my master and my slave. And Megan wants it all too her 2 slaves, and Marc too... his mistress and his slave, and you can have it all too..., 2 mistresses, one of them your wife, slave of your MAIN Mistress and who loves you madly.

Paul remained thoughtful.
- Come back home whenever you want, honey, your wife and children are waiting for you. Sarah said saying goodbye.

3 days later Paul returned home. Everyone welcomed him with open arms and he started to live a normal life. He went back to work and at night, Sarah tried to motivate him in bed..., without much success.
- I don't think I'm ready yet... Paul said
- Take it easy, honey... take your time.

Sarah told him about Megan's plan for the swinging night arrangement. She reminded him that it was a direct order and that they had no choice if they stayed in the Valley.
- That’s the thing, I'm not sure we have to stay, Paul said.
- I’m sure as I told you instead. Sarah replied

The last Saturday before the end of the school year they were in the garden with the children, when suddenly Marc appeared. Paul froze and Sarah's legs trembled, but not with fear. She hadn't seen him since the night in the hotel.

- Hello friends, how are you?
- Very well Marc, it's good to see you. Sarah said. Paul just looked up, made a slight gesture and continued playing with his children. Marc sat down next to them and started talking about his next trip mainly with Sarah. He was leaving the next day, Paul didn't say a word until he got up and went inside. From the living room he watched his wife and his master talking amicably, watching his wife with love-struck eyes.

He felt threatened in his own house and terribly uncomfortable. He saw that they were about to enter and went upstairs. From upstairs he watched in the kitchen as Sarah handed him a glass of water from the fridge and Sarah placed her hand on Marc’s hand. At that moment they both looked up and Paul quickly went into his office. He heard them follow him up the stairs, and sat at his computer as if he was doing something, until they both came in. The children were still in the garden downstairs and could be seen from the window.

- Honey, Marc was just coming to say goodbye. Sarah said to Paul with a condescending voice.
- Yes, I also wanted to make sure everything is okay... Marc sat down on the corner of the table and took Sarah by the waist, who was still standing next to him. You know, if we're still clear that what's mine, is still..., mine. I need to know before I get on the plane. He began to gently rub Sarah's pussy and she shuddered.
- I…, I'm, aaahh, yours, completely yours.  Sarah moaned.
- Any objections Paul? Marc asked as he continued to caress Sarah's pussy.
- No, Paul said
- No…, what else...?
- No my master.
- That’s what I was hoping to hear. Marc took off the very tight t-shirt he was wearing. His huge muscles looked sexy and menacing. Sarah began rubbing and caressing her man's body, excitedly settling her pussy in Marc's hand, who stroked her again, putting more pressure on it with his fingers.
- Ahhh. Sarah seemed to almost have an orgasm. She started kissing Marc's shoulders and arms, his chest and nipples and caressing his abs.
- Next time, don't run away from me Paul. With your wife in front of us it is important that you show obedient and submissive to me, the logical submission to a man whose balls you have eaten.... Is it clear slave ?
- Yes my master. Paul said with angry eyes.
- And be careful slave, I accept your fear, you must have it..., but I accept neither your anger nor your contempt. Believe me, I don't recommend it. And now change that face and come and apologise to your master. Marc pulled out his mighty bicep flexing his arm to Sarah's delight and Paul's dread. Paul's countenance changed and he made a frightened face, stood up and began to worship his master's bicep.

- I apologise my master, I have been very inconsiderate, it won't happen again. I'll serve you the best I can next time... Paul said, licking and kissing the bicep of his wife's owner. A minute later Marc smiled at him and gave him a couple of humiliating taps on the head. He grabbed him by the nape of his neck and brought his mouth to his left nipple.
-Lick it…, Marc ordered. Paul began to lick it and suck it, the taste was fresh in his mouth.

-That’s the way I like it slave, submissive and in your place, with your wife watching. Sarah was so excited adoring the powerful body of her male while he masturbated her and seeing how Marc was submitting and humiliating her husband once again, that she started to cum eating his abs and making moans of pleasure while rubbing his bulge..., aaahhh, aaaaahhh.

Suddenly the kids came into the house and went to look for the adults upstairs. The 3 adults got up quickly although Marc didn't have time to put on his shirt.
- Wow, Nathan's dad is so strong..., Nathan is so lucky! Although my daddy knows judo and he could beat you….
- Of course Kevin, your dad is a very tough guy to beat! Marc answered.

In the evening Paul was more distant. Sarah told him she was sorry about what had happened, but that she had warned him. She reminded him that this is her day to day life when both of them meet Megan in a closed place for last 2 weeks and that she knows she gets on badly and like him, she can't help but get excited.

The next day Paul decided to go back to the flat to think about his new situation.

Megan called Sarah...
- Hello dear..., how's my slave doing? Is he feeling better?
- Hello my mistress, he is better but he prefers to isolate himself. He's in a flat we have for rent, I guess he'll be back later.
- Mmmm, tell him we're on our way, both of us. I'll give you 10 minutes to get a babysitter for the kids. Your husband needs a real woman to cure his depression.
- All right, my mistress. I'll pass you the address.

When Megan arrived, Sarah was with Paul. Megan was wearing an elegant long dress, very different from her usual clothes.

Megan put her arms around Paul and kissed him....
- Your mistress has come to save you..., but first I must settle some unfinished business with your little wife. Sarah…, get undressed, it's time for your punishment... for Samantha.
Sarah remained in her underwear and Megan took off her dress. She was wearing a skintight black latex thong bodysuit that showed off all of her powerful hips well above the waist and held her huge tits just enough but without leaving too much to the imagination. Megan looked stunning in that bodysuit, she had been in the gym 6 hours a day to further develop her powerful thighs and ass which were sexier and more threatening than ever. High heels and a short whip gave her the look of the most fearsome and sexy domina Paul and Sarah had ever seen.

- At my feet my dear, that will be 20 + 20 lashes. Sarah prostrated herself before her mistress as she had done so many times before. Megan stepped on her neck and began to whip her, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK.
Megan leaned her torso forward to reach Sarah's ass on the floor, putting her huge, powerful buttocks on display. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK….
Paul began to arouse his desire for his mistress, as always the awesome sight of her body punishing his wife had him spellbound.

- The first 20 lashes my dear. Now lick my feet while I give you the 2nd batch. Sarah's sexy ass cheeks burned with stinging, she gritted her teeth to keep from crying, but now she had to lick her mistress's feet and the tears flowed.

- Beg me for forgiveness slave Megan ordered
- I beg your mercy my mistress, I will not disobey you again ah, ah, ah...ah, please my mistress, forgive me ah, ah, ah... Sarah licked Megan's feet non-stop. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK…
- And 20 more..., well the physical punishment ends here for the moment. Now for something a little more mental..., Megan took out of her bag a collar with a leash.
Slave, come here..., today you are going to be my pet, as I said I predicted you would be...remember? Megan asked amused as she put the collar on her slave.

The blonde goddess, began to walk around the living room of Paul's flat wiggling her hips in the most exaggerated way possible carrying her doggy beside her on all fours. She looked more powerful than ever with that dominatrix look. From time to time she would make technical stops and tell her pet to lick her feet..., Dogs lick their masters..., lick my feet doggy.
Paul was crazy with desire for his mistress, the humiliation of his wife was turning him mad of desire and that ass and thighs full of curves and muscles awakened a mood in Paul like he hadn't had for days.
Megan walked around the living room and all the rooms in the house with her slave by her side, when she stopped and while Sarah licked her feet, she made sexy positions for Paul looking at him with her power joined lips. Paul followed them around the house, until they reached the bedroom, there Megan sat on her slave's back like a human couch and spread her thighs out flexing her legs doing all sorts of positions as if she was on a couch.

It was humiliating torture for Sarah to bear the weight of her mistress without fainting or bending her arms and legs. Finally she got back to her feet and walked around the room 3 more times on Sarah's leash. She asked to Paul to undress and sit at the foot of the bed. He had a huge erection. Megan walked over to him and asked her bitch to prostrate herself and lick her feet. The powerful blonde asked her slave Paul to kneel down and start worshipping her. Paul proceeded excitedly and passionately, kissing, licking, biting, caressing, he would have spent his life right there worshipping that goddess while his wife licked her feet.

After 20 minutes, Megan invited him to get up and started kissing him...rubbing his cock. She took off her bodysuit and asked her slave Sarah to start worshipping her from her feet.
Sarah kissed and licked Megan's legs as she had done before, as she moved up to her hips, Megan turned naked to Paul so her pet could tackle her buttocks. Sarah was impressed by this woman's thighs and buttocks, they really intimidated her and made her convinced that she would never be a match for her. Megan pushed Sarah's face into her ass as she smiled down at Paul who was looking forward to sucking on Megan's breasts. Then Megan turned to her kneeling slave and fingered her pussy....
- Lick it, it's part of your punishment

It was Sarah's first time and she didn't know how to deal with it, she hesitated and Megan slapped her....
- LICK IT…, NOW!! Sarah grabbed her mistress's wide hips and began to lick and taste her husband's owner's pussy. Megan spread her legs a little and began to moan in pleasure, Paul rubbing his cock on his goddess's buttocks watching his wife's extreme humiliation. Megan cummed and asked her slave to continue licking and worshipping her body.

- Paul wait for me on the bed, I'm with you now. you can masturbate watching me humiliate your wife. Paul began to masturbate, carefully, he was very aroused and did not want to come.
Sarah continued to lick Megan's marked abs, the huge tits that she had licked so much in the past and whose taste was so familiar to her.

- That’s it, that's it slave, like you always do. Do you understand that Paul can only have one mistress in his life because you are my slave and my doggy ?
- Yes my mistress. He belongs to you completely. You have cured him, he needs you more than me. Paul nodded as he masturbated.
- I will always be in his life to take care of him, protect him and give him pleasure, I love him. And if I detect that ever in my presence, or on the phone you think he is yours even slightly, I will come and explain to you how wrong you are. Is that clear slave? You can play domina with him as we agreed when Marc is here, but in a way that does not interfere with me at all.

- Yes my mistress, it is absolutely clear. Sarah said as she sucked on her mistress's breasts. Then she moved on to biceps, shoulders, armpits, back...until Megan kissed her on the mouth....
- Stay at the foot of the bed. I'm going to fuck him and maybe my feet need your lips. Sarah knelt where her husband's mistress indicated.

Megan went to the bed to pleasure her man, she started by licking his nipples and giving him a blowjob while Sarah kissed her feet.
- Don’t ever worry about the relationship between my slave and Marc honey, that's between them..., you think of me, think of me when you are sad.
- Yes my mistress, you are wonderful my mistress. Sarah understood that her husband belonged to another woman more than ever. She understood that they had to be especially cautious if she wanted to make him hers in the periods Megan allowed.

Megan fucked Paul dominating him and taking him to a place of ecstasy where Sarah couldn't reach, in front of her. Sarah humiliated and resigned took mental notes. After 2 hours, when it was over, Paul was as good as new. In his inner self he accepted completely that Sarah had the right to enjoy what he was experiencing, the possession and domination of a superior man to whom he had to submit.

- Today does not count towards our agreement, it is part of your punishment. You can now upload the result of your fight with Samantha. Megan said to Sarah. Instead, next Friday I will fight for him against an alpha who would destroy you in 2 minutes. I want Paul to see me in action against a real woman. I will pound her in front of her man and your husband will be envied by another man for the first time in his life because he will be with me. Then we'll enjoy a night of incredible sex at the Riviera Hotel, where I'll eat him out.

I agreed with Marc that everything that happens with our slaves is independent.  That is, Marc has no say in what happens between the 3 of us, nor do I have any say in what happens between the 3 of you. It's the best way for this to last and for us to enjoy ourselves. I will usually fuck your husband once a week, I'm just saying that so you can get organised.

I know you have pre-registered at another school a day away from here. We need to know if you agree to be our property, or if you are going to leave and I want the answer today. It would be a pity if you refused, but I can't stop you from moving somewhere else, it's the only thing I can't avoid you to do without incurring a criminal offence. Even me, being your owner, I have my limits.

- Yes my mistress, thank you my mistress. Paul and Sarah were quick to reply.
- Goodbye slaves
- Goodbye my mistress.

- I'm all right now sweetheart. It's everything clear to me. Are you all right? Paul asked his wife.
- Not at all, although I have more practice than you. I hate her to death, but you're hers. It is more than obvious. The truth is that I admire her... how she fucked you... what a woman…!!
- You’re property of Marc. And he's an incredible man.
- Yes, that's what makes all this bearable.
- Do you still want to stay?
- YES
- We’ll bear it ? we're the slaves of another marriage. Paul asked
- It will depend on how zealously we take care of each other. Our relationship, keeping our love alive and my dominance over you, my construction as alpha. We can try for a year, and if we can't, we'll leave. But whatever we do, we must take care of our own. They also have their intimacy with each other and they will take great care of it if they want to stay together.

- Are we really going to accept being owned by other parents at school? asked Paul still in disbelief.
- They are superior, honey. They are better, sexier, stronger, more aggressive and dominant. They can subdue and possess anyone and they have chosen us to complete their lives. Neither of us two can compete with them and no one can give us as much pleasure. Do we accept ?

- The truth is that the language education at the school here is fantastic...Paul said with a sarcastic look on his face. Your man will have to pass us his travel plans...They both laughed.

Sarah called Megan

- Yes slave...?
- Hello my mistress, I'm still here with Paul, your property without any doubt. We want to tell you that..., Kevin's parents are the slaves of Nathan's parents....
- Good decision slave..., I will tell your master...and Sarah..., you are the most interesting woman in the Valley. I will keep an eye on your progress although I must say..., I like you very much and it is a pleasure to humiliate you.
- Thank you Megan, you are the mirror in which I look at myself to become a better woman. At your feet... always.


THE END

[ColombianCouple]

One of the GREATEST STORIES EVEEEER!!!  we LOVE your Stories! Your style of writing and describing everything in your Stories is pure ART!  Thank you very much for your dedication to share your Stories with us 

[nakazet]

One of the GREATEST STORIES EVEEEER!!! 

Thank you, thank you a lot ! I like to take time to elaborate the stories for people like you.
Short stories have another kind of fans.

Thank you very much

[ultimatespinach]

You did it again, another incredible story nakazet. Your stories are perhaps the most exciting  and detailed domination and humiliation stories on this website and you are to be commended. Your attention to detail and descriptive narrative are wonderful. Is there any chance of another interracial encounter like a previous story from a few years ago with the black amazon Martina defeating the much weaker white woman Elva?

I don't mean a continuation of that story but a new story with different characters but with a similar storyline with the more muscular black woman dominating and defeating her weaker white rival. Keep up the great work!

[krispin]

Excellent. Your stories are very beautiful and written with so much attention to detail. For me the psychological aspect is at least as important as the physical one. I really like when one woman dominates another physically and psychologically, when she humiliates her in front of her man and you are very good at it. I'm less interested in physical fights involving men. If I can make a request, I like it when the victim is the classic good girl, maybe slim and with small breasts. The physical contrast is very exciting. But I will read all your stories anyway. Thank you.

[nakazet]

You did it again, another incredible story nakazet.

Thank you very much untimatespinach. Regarding your "hype" for interracial fights, I have to say that it's not a topic with special interest for me. I mean, when I  conceive an story I start thinking about a dominant woman of my environment, dominant for physical or behavior aspects, and I build an story around her. I don't make distinctions about her race because I admire all of them without differences. The story of Martina in THE PROJECT was based on a wife of a work colleague of mine. She was Brazilian, so it was a fluke that that character was black.

So I'm not sure if I will choose another black woman as domina in next stories. I should meet her to find the motivation to write an story. And believe me, this is a exciting hobby, and I need to be motivated to invest time to make it.
Thank you again.