Ashley The Fake Marriage Counsellor

Barry's marriage to his ch1ldhood sweetheart had been unraveling for months. At 41, he found himself grappling with erectile dysfunction and an unhealthy obsession with porn, which had driven a wedge between him and his wife, Lynette. He was developing an unhealthy fascination with cuckold, chastity and even bnwo due to his lack of girth and length and ability to maintain a solid erection. This meant he was struggling to make love to Lynette and the fear of a droopy cock meant he started to back off and rarely pursue sex. Poor Lynette, a prudish brunette with glasses with a curvy figure and ample breasts said she didn't mind but Barry felt awful at no longer being able to properly fuck his wife. He had hinted at ways to spice up their sex life with toys and asked her to dominate him. She wasn't really interested, more interested in being a m0ther to their d@ughter and putting sex back of mind. His frustration grew and they had even started to ***** in separate beds with little scope for intimacy.

She was very much dominant outside the bedroom and everyone knew who wore the trousers but he longed for those times in the past when she did show a devious and dominant streak in the bedroom. Times when she'd make him worship her body with his tongue, tease his cock all night without release or even most recently when guests were using the guest bedroom and he tried to get her to have sex, she grabbed his cock and told him no. She held it firm and said he was forbidden from cumming and she was going to lock him in chastity, a fantasy he had recently shared with her. His brain was in heaven as his lovely wife threatened him with something he had been craving since he was a teen. Lynette despised masterbation and expected Barry never to do the bad thing behind her back. This created a shame cycle where he would go from abstinence to a practical horn dog trying to mount his wife to secretly masterbating to relieve the tension as he could tell she was getting annoyed at his sex pestness.

After that epic night of threatened chastity, he bought a chastity cage, a cheap one off Amazon that nearly cut off his balls, and suggested her could wear it to Lynette so he could never ever masterbate behind her back ever again and that it could help turn him into the perfect husband that always put her first. Lynette felt reality too much and backed off the idea, feeling sheepish after her teasing when she was fairly tipsy.

Barry tried the cage when alone but it was not the same when he had the key and he went back to his wanking ways. Desperate for an escape, Barry turned to Twitter where he searched and followed all the hashtags and accounts related to his porn tastes until he stumcensored upon Goddess Ashley's account. Her profile was a bold declaration of her Queen of Spades lifestyle, filled with teasing posts about preference for black cock and locking up white sissy boys in chastity. She also lived quite close to Barry and Lynette.

Intrigued and aroused, Barry began sending her messages. She replied back telling him she thought little of him and began belittling him because he was a whiteboi and saying she was only interested in black cock.

She humoured him as he told her the truth. Things he couldn't confess to anyone. His desire to be caged to stop him wanking to porn, his craving to be submissive to his wife and not have to worry about being able to maintain an erection instead wanting to fuck his wife with a strap on dildo or better yet, see her bouncing up and down on a much bigger virile cock like she deserved.

Ashley began to tease him back and mock him. Ashley herself was a similar age at 42 and saw something in the story of the husband she chimed with. Married to an under-endowed white husband for years, she eventually left him for a black lover and revelled in breaking him. She even send him videos of her fucking one of her lovers and he responded by sending a video of himself pleasuring himself to watching the video. Ashley fell deeper and began to use black men as meat and had a string of lovers to call upon. She loved tormenting her ex husband and he also seemed to crave it. This set her on the path of bnwo where black cocks took on a god like worship and she started to preach its message on twitter and reddit, sharing pics and videos of herself to tempt in black bulls and white bois supporting her life choices.

Their late-night DMs quickly escalated from cautious to explicit. Ashley probed into Barry's fantasies, uncovering his secret fascination with cuckolding and subm1ssion. She shared her philosophy: Lynette deserved more than Barry could give, and he needed to embrace his role as a supportive husband rather than a failing lover. She made him use his cheap chastity cage and on his days alone, she even made him wear his wife's clothes and take pictures of himself for her. She was breaking him into worshipping both her and still his wife. She wasn't looking to replace his wife, she was looking to unlocking his prudish wifes horizons and helping censoredr Barry get his cock locked up good and proper.. Over the weeks, they hatched a plan. Ashley would pose as a couples counselor, guiding Barry and Lynette toward a dynamic that would fulfill them both, though in ways Barry hadn't anticipated. Barry was over the moon and was happy to pay Ashley for this amazing service. Ashley's conditions were clear: Barry would submit to chastity, Lynette would be introduced to a "new lover" named Marcus (a large black dildo), and Ashley would steer Lynette toward embracing her own Queen of Spades journey.

The First Session


Having convinced Lynetts to agree to the session, the couple went with trepidation to Ashley's home that would be her office too. Lynette was a little suspicious but Barry kept reassuring her that he did his research online about her. They knocked on the door and Barry was standing in front of the lady he had been secretly sexting online for over a month. This had the absolute potential to ruin his marriage but his small cock was doing a lot of the talking. Lynette was also nervous but not for the same reacensoreds. She did feel they were drifting apart and their d@ughter was almost grown up so had empty nest syndrome and perimenopause approaching so was scared how the couple would find the next few years. Ashley warmly embraced Lynette with a hug. Both ladies were very amply blessed and Barry almost got hard as their chests came close together.

Ashley invited them into her room and sat poised, her black hair swept over one shoulder, dressed in a pencil skirt and white shirt she was almost bursting out of. She examined her prey before her. Across from her sat Lynette wearing a wool sweater and jeans a stark contrast to the lacy black lingerie Ashley would soon convince her to wear. Barry sat beside Lynette, his hands clasped tightly, his face a mix of nerves and anticipation.

"Barry, Lynette," Ashley began, her voice smooth and commanding, "thank you for trusting me to help you rebuild your intimacy. She put them at ease with small talk before she said "Lynette, let's start with you. How do you feel about your sexual fulfillment in this marriage?"

Lynette shifted uncomfortably, glancing at Barry. "It's... not what it used to be. He tries, but... it's been difficult."

Ashley nodded, her eyes glinting with intent. "That's because Barry hasn't been meeting your needs, Lynette. You deserve pleasure, passion, a lover who can satisfy you completely. Barry, you agree, don't you?"

Barry's throat tightened. "Yes, Ashley," he said softly, his voice betraying his arousal at the humi1iation.

Ashley began to examine the relationship and listen to Lynette's fears and struggles. She heard about his selfishness not just in the bedroom but his addiction to his phone and how she finds his attempts at initiating sex often off-putting and how she shuts down as a form of protection. Lynette said she stopped seeing sex as that important but when it does weeks without sex, she notices a bad change in his behaviour. He lacked discipline for maintaining good habits like eating and exercise, great grooming and learning and work advancements.

"Barry's been struggling," Ashley countered, turning to Lynette. "He's been turning to porn, masturbating behind your back, instead of focusing on you. That stops today. Normally I wouldn't consider the following measures so soon in our sessions but I'm not here to listen to you bicker week in and week out and get you paying loads of money. I'm here to save your marriage."

Lynette actually got a little tearful as she heard what she knew to be true that Barry was indeed cheating with porn and masterbation but she was also feeling much more trusting of Ashley for her candour and for saying she wasnt there to string along loads of sessions and drain their savings.

Ashley reached into a drawer and pulled out a sleek black box, sliding it toward Barry. "This is a chastity device, Lynette. It'll ensure Barry's focus is entirely on your pleasure, not his own. You will now be comfortable that he will never cheat on you behind your back with his cock and that all desire flows through you and you alone. For the first two weeks, he is not allowed to even cum as punishment for all the years of cheating behind your back. Lynette I know this is a radical step but I have examined your husband and he's clinically weak to impulse and dopamine I'm afraid and he needs this to save his marriage.Controlling his cock will mean you can shape him into the perfect husband and help you both fulfil your needs to the fullest"

Lynette's eyes widened, but Ashley's calm authority kept her from protesting. "And this," Ashley said, placing a large black dildo on the table, "is Marcus. Your new lover. He'll give you what Barry can't."

Lynette blushed and didn't know where to look. Ashley leaned closer, her voice a seductive whisper. "Treat Marcus like a real lover, Lynette. Let him fulfill you. Barry's role will be to prepare you for him, to worship you as you deserve. Whilst Barry is locked, you WILL orgasm. Over and over again. You will get pleasure. This is absolutely vital. Let us remove the pressure of Barry maintaining an erection in the bedroom, something he won't be able to do locked and make sure you get a great fulfilling orgasm"

Lynette stared at Barry wondering what in the hell he had got them into. He held her hand lovelingly and said, "Thank you doctor Ashley, I don't know what to say. This is all very unusual but I cannot argue with one thing you said. I'm willing to do anything and everything to make sure Lynette is happy and I can be the best version of myself"

Ashley made Barry go into the bathroom and lock his cock, something he could not wait to do. His cock looked snug in this vastly more expensive special cage he bought and had shipped to Ashleys address for this occasion. The rings around his balls didn't chaff and felt cool and escape did look almost impossible. He locked the key and felt so glad Ashley was so keen to help him fulfil his deepest desires with his wife.

He returned with the key in hand and Ashley had her hand out.

"Thank you Barry, I'll take that. Normally I would give the wife or girlfriend the key to wear around her neck but I'm going to help you both by holding it for the first week to take any pressure off you Lynette and not having him beg you for any early release. The cage can be worn for long term use, shower or bathe and you should see no side effects. However if you do, you may ask Lynette permission to come here and retrieve it."

She kissed Lynette on the cheek and tapped Barry on the caged cock to ensure it was on good and proper. Lynette was now to have sole communication with Ashley and Barry would only be able to communicate with her during their couple sessions but Lynette was to come back twice this week for one to one sessions.

When they left and arrived home, Lynette with her dildo in a box and Barry with his caged cock, there was electricity running through them both. They had just done something absolutely crazy and felt more alive. Lynette had never used a sex toy before and had ignored Barry's suggestions for it and chastity but now that it was prescribed to her by a trained professional, well a trained professional in her eyes, she felt duty bound to listen to the expert.

That night, they slept together cuddling without Barry trying anything.

The Transformation

Lynette had her first solo session two days later as Ashley set out to reshape their marriage. Ashley began to really start to talk to Lynette about sex. And she went deep. Deeper than Lynette could nearly handle but she was starting to unlock things Lynette didn't know she had. They ran way over the proper hour but Lynette was in no rush and Ashley wasn't looking to finish their session. She encouraged Lynette to embrace her sensuality, prescribing specific lingerie. Both ladies were roughly the same size so Ashley showed her black lace bra and panties, garters, and a small spade-shaped pendant that symbolises her new identity. Ashley told her this was about Lynette unlocking her dormant sexual desires and not worrying about Barry's needs at all.

She instructed Lynette to take home these clothes and Barry's only pleasure tonight would be in bathing her, drying her, moisturising her and dressing her for Marcus. Tonight she would fuck a cock bigger than 5 inches for the first time ever. Lynette's panties were starting to get wet as Ashley commanded her. Ashley took hold of Lynettes phone and wrote an explicit text to Barry laying out the terms of her treat. He was told to be completely naked in his cage, have dinner ready and start by massaging her feet.

When Lynette arrived home, she saw the great meal he prepped for her and as she sat down to eat it, she instructed Barry to kneel and massage her feet. He did as instructed and was in heaven in subservient mode. She ate and drank white white he had poured as she talked about how Ashley is really wonderful and they talked for ages like Carrie and Samantha from Sex in the City, like old friends opening up to each other. Her cheeks glowing with happiness and whilst she did think her husband looked a bit silly naked on his knees, she decided to just embrace what the doctor was telling her.

Barry ran the bath perfectly for her and took her new lingerie set and laid it out on the bed. He set up romantic lighting, music and candles in the bedroom and returned to his wife in the bath. He started to sud up her cloth and washed her back lovingly. She was in a dream state as her music played and she thought about slipping into those sexy clothes and trying out her new 'lover' for the first time. Ashley had encouraged her to masterbate in the bath which she was now doing and Barry knelt by the bath side saying nothing for fear or ruining her moment.

She started to bite her lip. She hadn't masterbated herself since m0therhood feeling it was dirty but here she was under doctors orders doing it in front of Barry without a care in the world. Although she didn't do it to herself before, Barry was very good with his hands normally and did digitally give her some of her best orgasms up to this point. However she would normally get very worked up and want cock but recently that was proving a giant let down thanks to Barry's floppy history. Not tonight. He was locked and she was getting cock. She stopped without cumming and climbed out of the bath, where he knelt with warm fluffy towels ready to dry her gently.

Barry wanted to cum right there and then knelt on the floor as he was about to prep her for Marcus. His head felt light as he finished drying her off and squirts cream into his hands and began to lather her. They didn't speak at all. There was such nervous energy between them as they readied themselves for what came next, or more to the point, who came next.

She walked into her bedroom and surveyed the scene. "Get me ready servant," she barked. He crawled to the bed edge and retrieved her lingerie. Normally she'd dress in cotton jammies but not tonight. He started with the tights and garter. Slowly unrolling them up her leg. Then came the black panties with the unmistaken club symbol in the centre. Did she know what Ashley was making her wear and why?

Finally she opened her arms as he aided her with the bra and clasped it from the back. He knelt down behind her as she stood by the bed with his face inches from her ass. His breathing was so heavy as he craved kissing it but this was her night and he was going to do only what she said and at the pace she said. She patted him on his head as she too grew more breathless.

She rubbed her breasts as she looked at herself in the mirror in her sexy black outfit. She never felt so sexy and ready for sex. She then lay down on the bed as Barry continued to kneel beside her.

"Barry!, I'm ready to see Marcus," Lynette whispered as she started to rub herself through her black lace panties. "Go get him and bring him to me." Off Barry scurried and quickly returned with the box containing Marcus. He opened it and lifted it out. God it was massive. It must have been at least twice his size and so much thicker. It was very realistic with veins and felt like a real cock, not some cheap plastic toy.

"Hi Marcus," Lynette cooed, "My husband has a really small pathetic cock and he can't fuck me anymore. I've never fucked anyone else before and I never thought I'd fuck a big black cock like you but I really really need to get fucked tonight and cum," Her finger was now inside her panties, playing with her clit as she stared straight at the cock and paid no attention to Barry.

She lifted the cock off Barry and started to rub it against her pantied pussy. Moaning and writhing on the bed, it was already feeling so much bigger and harder than her censoredrly endowed husband, who was leaking in his cage.

She turned her head to Barry, looked him dead in the eye and told him to put his hands behind his back, no touching, just watching. She started to push her spade panties to the side and retrieved lube from her dresser to coat this big black cock as it was going to stretch her for the first time since she gave birth. She closed her eyes and began to push the dildo into her pussy. It was quite hard to do and she had never done anything like this before but it was already starting to feel nice but she didn't like having to push it in herself.

"Barry, Marcus needs a hand, lie beside me and guide Marcus." Barry rolled up onto the bed and went to lie beside his wife only for her to push his head down lower in the bed. He took Marcus from her hands and began to slowly ease it in and out of her pussy. He had never heard the gushing sounds from fucking her like this. She was so wet.

"Fuck me Marcus, show my husband how to fuck a wife." Barry groaned and wanted to cum to her words alone; he was that turned on as he increased his pace. In and out he pushed the big black dildo into his wife. At that moment he wished it was a strap on he could wear over his caged cock so he could do the pace better and feel he was a small part of the sex but he lay there with his face perpendicular to her stomach as he helped Marcus ravage his wife. She started to moan more and more and he started to move his hand faster and faster to meet her beat. The cock was now starting to slide in way past the maximum he had ever been inside his wife. She was making noises he had never helped her achieve as Marcus plowed her.

"Yes....Yes....Yes fuck me Marcus, I wanna cum on your big black cock Marcus.......yessss.....uggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh........fuccck!"

She erupted all over the bed. Like an an1mal. She quickly rolled over and started to kiss Barry aggressively on the mouth and wrapped her arms around him. She had never cum like that ever before and she suddenly felt alive. Ashley was so right. She regained her breath and started to laugh at what she had just done. She petted Barry on the cheek. Normally she would at least give him a handjob at this point but that was out of the question.

She instead made him get her water and rolled over. He could lie beside her and kiss her ass until she fell acensored. She cuddled up to Marcus like a stuffed an1mal.

Aftermath of first proper orgasm

Barry was tasked with buying more sexy lingerie, each purchase re1nf0rcing his role as a facilitator of Lynette's pleasure. Marcus became a nightly obsession, with Barry kneeling by the bed, helping Lynette guide the dildo inside her while she moaned in ways she never had with him.

Ashley's joint sessions were becoming electric. In the next session, she had Lynette lie on the couch, her dress hiked up to reveal the lingerie Barry had bought. Barry sat on the floor, instructed to kiss Lynette's feet as Ashley whispered in her ear, "You're a Queen, Lynette. You deserve real cock, not a cuck like Barry." Ashley's fingers slipped into Lynette's bra, teasing her nipples until she was begging for more.

Then came the pivotal session. As Barry licked Lynette's soles, his cage tight and his heart racing, the door opened. A tall, muscular man entered, wearing only boxers that did little to hide his impressive bulge. Ashley smiled, her hand still working Lynette's breasts. "This is Marcus in the flesh, Lynette. See what a real man feels like." She guided Lynette's hand to the front of Marcus's boxers. Lynette's breathing was through the roof as Barry watched on at his dream scenario still licking her feet as he watched his wife touch another man's cock.

Lynette, lost in a haze of arousal, reached inside the man's waistband, her hands trembling as she freed his massive cock. It was way more than double Barry's size, and her eyes widened in awe as she began to stroke it, Ashley's fingers driving her wild. Barry looked up from the floor, his hum1liation and desire intertwining as he watched his wife surrender completely.

Ashley leaned in, her voice a sultry command. "Tell Marcus what you want, Lynette. Tell him how much you need him."

Lynette's voice was a desperate moan. "I want this cock Marcus. I need you inside me."

Ashley turned to Barry, her smile wicked. "Keep kissing her feet, cuck. This is what she deserves."

Lynette's hand, guided by Ashley, moved rhythmically along Marcus's length, her hesitation melting into a newfound confidence. Barry's cage felt tighter than ever as he watched his wife stroke this magnificent cock.

Ashley's voice cut through the haze, sharp and deliberate. "Lynette, you're ready. Let go of the past. Embrace what you deserve." She gently eased Lynette back onto the couch, helping her slide her dress higher, exposing her new pair of red lace panties with another spade emblem. Ashley's hand was resting on Lynette's thigh, guiding her legs apart.

Marcus stepped closer, his boxers now fallen to the floor. Lynette's breath hitched as she looked up at him, her prudish exterior now crumcensored under the weight of her awakening. "Marcus," she whispered, her voice trembling but resolute, "please fuck me."

Barry's lips paused on Lynette's toes, but Ashley sharply spoke down to him, "Don't stop, Barry," she commanded. "You're here to serve her pleasure, not to interrupt it." He resumed his kisses, the taste of Lynette's skin drove him wild with lust, as his mind spiraled at the sight of Marcus positioning himself between her thighs.

Ashley leaned over Lynette ear. "This is your moment, Queen. Take what's yours." She reached down, guiding Marcus's cock to Lynette's entrance, the spade panties pushed aside. Lynette moaned, her body arching as Marcus slowly pressed into her, stretching her in ways Barry never could. The sounds she made were raw and uninhibited. They were the sounds of a woman unleashed, free from the constraints of their faltering marriage.

Barry's cage strained to burst as he watched Marcus move with a slow, deliberate rhythm. Lynette's hands gripped the couch, her nails digging into the fabric as she surrendered to the sensation. Ashley's fingers continued to tease Lynette's nipples, amplifying her pleasure, her whispers a constant encouragement. "Feel him, Lynette. This is what you've been missing."

For Barry, the scene was both t0rture and ecstasy. Each thrust from Marcus felt like a confirmation of his inadequacy, yet the act of kneeling, of serving Lynette in this moment, fulfilled a deep-seated craving he'd carried for years. He wanted this for her, no for them. He wanted Lynette to feel desired, to feel alive, and being caged and unable to stroke his small impotent white cock felt right. It felt deserved.

Lynette's moans crescendoed, her body trembling as she neared climax. "Marcus... oh God, Marcus..." she gasped, her voice breaking. Barry's kisses faltered, his eyes locked on the sight of his wife's pleasure, a pleasure he could never provide. As Lynette's orgasm hit, her cries filled the room, her body shuddering under Marcus's steady thrusts. Ashley's smile was triumphant, her hand stroking Lynette's hair as she rode the waves of ecstasy.

When Marcus finally pulled away, Lynette lay panting, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glassy with satisfaction. Ashley turned to Barry, her expression softening slightly. "You did well, Barry. You gave her this." She gestured to Lynette, who was still catching her breath, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Marcus stepped back, his role complete for now, and Ashley handed Lynette a glass of water, her demeanor shifting to one of nurturing care. "How do you feel, Lynette?" she asked gently.

Lynette's voice was soft, almost reverent. "I... I didn't know it could feel like that." She glanced at Barry, her eyes searching his face. For a moment, guilt flickered there, but Ashley was quick to intervene.

"Don't feel guilty, Lynette. This is about your happiness, your fulfillment. Barry wants this for you. Don't you, Barry?"

Barry nodded, his throat tight. "Yes. I want you to be happy, Lynette. I'm so happy you could cum hard like this. I'm sorry I denied you this pleasure until now."

Lynette reached out, her hand resting on Barry's head, a gesture both tender and commanding. "Thank you pet," she whispered.

Ashley clapped her hands, breaking the moment. "This is just the beginning. Lynette, you'll continue your solo sessions with me to explore your desires further. Barry, your role is to support her, to serve her, and to stay locked until I say otherwise. Understood?"

"Yes, Ashley,"

"Lynette, you'll continue to fuck Marcus the dildo at home for practice, but we'll arrange for the real Marcus to join us again soon. You're on a journey now, and I'm here to guide you both."

As they left Ashley's home the air between them crackled with possibility. Lynette's steps were lighter, her posture more confident. Barry, though humiliated, felt a strange sense of purpose. They were no longer the couple they'd been when Barry and Ashley had concocted this crazy plan, but what they were becoming was still unfolding.

At home, Lynette's transformation continued. She wore the lingerie Barry bought her more often, not just for Marcus but for herself, reveling in her newfound sensuality. Barry's tasks grew. He was now responsible for most of the cooking, cleaning, massaging her feet, all while locked in his cage. Each act reinf0rced his subm1ssion, and though he ached for release, he found solace in Lynette's growing confidence.

Their nights were now rituals of worship. Lynette would lie back, Marcus in hand or sometimes guided by Barry, as she explored her pleasure. Barry's role was clear: to serve, to watch, to revel in her satisfaction. The shame cycle that had once plagued him began to fade, replaced by a strange pride in being the husband who could give her this. His desire for release wasn't even as strong as he would have expected. It was now weeks since he was released but he preferred feeling caged, horny and craving his wife. He was afraid cumming would give him post nut guilt about everything he had done to get to this moment and would rather stay in this cycle of horiness especially as his wife was loving life right now.

Ashley's sessions pushed them further. Lynette began to embrace her Queen of Spades identity, wearing the spade pendant openly as a necklace and Ashley gave her back the key to wear on it too but told Lynette don't even bother releasing him yet. Marcus, the actual black man, returned for another session, and this time, Lynette didn't hesitate. She took him eagerly, with Barry at her feet, his kisses a silent vow of devotion. Ashley watched, her influence cementing their new dynamic.

One evening, after a particularly intense session with Marcus the dildo, Lynette turned to Barry as they lay in bed. "I love you," she said, her voice soft but firm. "This... it's different, but it's us now. Are you okay with that?"

Barry looked into her eyes, seeing the woman he'd always loved, now radiant with a power he'd helped unlock. "I'm more than okay," he said. "I'm yours."

And so, their marriage, once unraveling, found a new thread, one woven with desire, subm1ssion, and a shared journey into uncharted territory. What would Lynette do if she ever found out Barry and Ashley planned this? What had Ashley in store for them next? She was clearly concocting her next phase.

To be continued?

The next phase? I sure hope so!! Good stuff so far, thanks.

Oh my, this is fantastic. Please continue. Bravo.

Three weeks later-preparation time

It had been three amazing weeks since Ashley, Barry and Lynette's first session and Barry had been locked up in chastity and had not cum. In that time Lynette had taken her first big black dildo followed by her first big black cock, her first ever cock other than her husband.

Poor Barry had not cum in and had been initially promised a release after two weeks and his mind was starting to go into overdrive. Ashley told Lynette an extra week will do his training the world of good and if he's a really good boy, she will make Barry crave it more than release. The following Wednesday, he was promised sex with his wife. He had only ever worn the cheap plastic cage for no more than 12 hours at a time but here he was locked at all times inside his more expensive cage. He wasn't chaffing thank god and it did feel comfortable but his balls were filling up with sperm with the lack of release.

The day of Barry's release arrived and instead of going to Ashleys, their d@ughter was off with friends down the country for a few days, so Ashley arranged the session in their own home. Nearly every inch of prudishness had left Lynette. Ashley arrived with bags of fancy lingerie and toys from a boutique store, unbeknownst to Lynette, all bought with Barry's credit card.

"Lynette, today we are going to focus on Barry's needs. He's been such a good obedient husband so far in my training and today he is going to get to fuck his amazing wife and hopefully cum for you". Ashley grabbed Barry's caged cock and held his balls. "Three weeks of your little white sperm must be aching for release....you used to pretend to your wife you didn't wank, remember and if you didn't have sex for weeks and months, then surely you have abstained this long before", she laughed as she squeezed censoredr Barry's balls.

"Now we have plenty of time today. I have cancelled everything today to spend it with you guys so we are going to have a fabulous day together and I promise everyone will be happy."

Lynette bit her lip as she looked at both and had no idea what was in store but she could not wait.

Ashley took them both upstairs, Barry carrying all the bags. Ashley said today was her inspection day so she was going to show them their perfect married day. Barry put all the bags on the bed and was first instructed to start running the shower. He told Ashley that both he and Lynette had already showered but she was not interested. That morning he had showered extensively and shaved every spec of hair off his body as instructed by Ashley the previous session.

He starts running the shower as Ashley leads Lynette into the bathroom. "Today I am going to shower with you Lynette and show Barry how a queen should be washed." Lynette was just putty in Ashley's hands and was already starting to get excited. She had touched her already and now Lynette was breathing uncontrollably as this wicked minx was about to shower with her.

"Barry get completely naked and get on your knees now. You will undress us both"

Barry was naked in no time bar his caged cock. His freshly shaved pink skin glowing. He fell to his knees and looked up at these two superior women that were smiling lustfully at each other.

"Barry slid down your wife's leggings", as Ashley lifted Lynette's top above her head and tossed it to the floor.

"Lynette, unbutton my blouse now", she looked straight in the eyes at her prey. Lynette fumcensored with her new Muses large breasted shirt as her husband was helping her out of her leggings. "Now me Barry, take my trousers off"

He scurried over to Ashley and unbuttoned his pants and helped them fall over her plump ass and to the floor. Both women were now in just their bras and knickers as the shower water was heating up. Ashley reached over and pulled her arms around Lynetts and made Lynette hug her too. She then unclasped Lynette's bra and told Lynette she knew what to do. Lynette reached around and unclasped the first bra that was not her own.

"Barry check the shower and then take off our knickers."

He reached out and felt the water was the perfect temperature and put his hands on his wife's hips from the kneeling position. She was wearing a simple pink cotton pair. He slid them down her legs and carefully allowed her to step out of them.

He lifted them off the floor in his hands as his wife stood naked over him with her back to him. Ashley smiled down at him as she continued to hug his naked wife. "Lift them to your face and smell your wife". His cock was not pulsing hard inside his cage. Ashely started to play with Lynette's nipples as her husband inhaled her scent.

"Barry, you still need to take off my panties", Ashley whispered, clearly already getting super turned on herself as the scene she was orchestrating. She turned to face Barry in her white panties. For the first time Barry stared at the front of Ashlet's panties that had writing and image on it. It was a symbol of a lock and two words.....'Whiteboi Uniform'.

"They're a gift for you. And I wore them specially for today's occasion."

Barry needed to cum badly now. The hum1liation was overwhelming. He touched Ashley for the first time and slid her knickers down from the front. He saw her pussy, there was a decent amount of hair down there, she was a woman, not a girl.

When the knickers reached the floor, she held his head and stepped out of them and flicked them back up with her foot and into her hands. She didn't even ask permission as she shoved those too into his face.

She walked into the shower leading Lynette by the hand. "Now watch me wash your wife and learn to follow my every process. Oh and put my gift on like a good whiteboi."

She started to foam up shamcensored in her hands and massage Lynette's scalp. Lynette looked at Barry dead in the eyes as he held Ashley's gifted panties. "Put your panties on Barry, I'm fed up looking at that caged cock", his beautiful wife scolded him with her sharp words.

Ashley laughed as she continued to wash his wife's hair. She then showed Barry how to explore every inch of his wife, from her shoulders to my toes. Using hands and a washcloth to explore. He was told to pay extra attention to the spots that normally get neglected such as the back of her knees, the space between her toes, and the curves of her back. She used a special type of soap on her pussy and took her sweet time. Then she poured loads of liquid soap on her own breasts and used them to wash Lynettes. Both pairs of breasts were rubbing hard against each other under the water and soap.

Lynette then knelt at Ashley's feet and started to wash her in the same manner. She was having the most incredible experience showering with this new best friend as her husband knelt outside the shower with big fluffy towels wearing a humiliating pair of panties.

Ashley then stepped out and left Lynette under the water. "Play with your pussy as your hubby dries your new girlfriend"

Barry patted Ashley dry gently as they both watched his wife play with herself under the water. He dried her and then Ashley stopped the water and his wife exited and awaited her lovingly attended helper drying her too.

Now craving cock, Lynette was dragged by Ashley into the bedroom. She showed Barry how to apply Lynette's post bath or shower beauty routine. Whilst she did, Barry was told to lay out her bags of purchases on the bed.

Lynette looked at an array of sexy silk and lace lingerie lay out on the bed. Purple silk and lace negligee, red, pink, black, ivory, green pairs of matching knickers and bras in her size. Garter belts and stockings. Every one of them had the club symbol on them.

Still naked bar a towel, Ashley placed an eyemask over Lynette. "Now Lynette, you have been given all these wonderful gifts by your husband and I. He really wants you to enjoy them fully. As his present for three weeks of worship and devotion, he is now going to get a chance to cum."

Ashley guided Lynette to the bed and to get up naked on all fours. "Now let's have a look at this key Lynette". She said as she took it off her necklace. She looked at Barry and put her fingers to her mouth in the whispering motion.

"Poor Barry has seen you make love to the real and substitute Marcus on multiple occasions these last few weeks and the censoredr fella is desperate to please his wife. Normally he'd cum straight away if I let him enter you so I'm going to give him something to make sure he doesn't cum straight away"

Blindfolded by the eyemask, Lynette could see nothing as she awaited penetration on her marital bed with her husband. Ashley grabbed another bag and lifted out a strap on dildo. Attached was a small white plastic cock. She didn't even need his caged cock as she gestured to him without speaking to step into his strap on. She was going to make him fuck with wife with a fake cock attached to him and it looked even smaller than his own cock when fully erect. At least an inch or inch and a half smaller. It could be only 3 inches long if he could measure it.

Barry pleaded with Ashley with his eyes but she just smirked at him. She didn't even take off his panties. He wore the strap on over his whiteboi uniform branded panties. She grabbed him by the fake cock onto the bed and pressed it up against his wife.

"Fuck your wife Barry". This is your moment. Struggling to work the mechanics of it and struggling to get too close from the doggy position as Lynette has a round ass, he was having trouble penetrating her. Ashley walked around to face Lynette and began massaging her nipples.

"Hubby is trying his best Lynette, please don't be mad at him. He's just a little whiteboi with a little white penis. Tell him you need to get fucked hard".


"I need cock Barry....I need it....please let me feel it".


Barry started to find a rhythm and started to fuck her with his 3 inch fake cock. His caged cock was bursting. He surely would have cum already if he was inside his wife after three weeks of denial and teasing.

"Please Barry....put it inside me"


Barry started to hammer his hips into her. Trying to stretch and reach as close inside her as he could under the circumstances.

"Please Barry... please put the cock inside me"

Ashley could see censoredr Barry struggling and Lynette not getting what she needed as she teased Lynette's nipples. She walked over and from the bag she lifted out another strap on and went to Lynette's drawer where she extracted her Marcus dildo.

"Fuck your wife Barry...give it to her", she smirked as she started to step into the strap on and attach Marcus. Lynette could see nothing still and she could feel very little of Barry plowing his best into her.

Ashley lifted Lynette's eyemask and Lynette saw her Marcus dildo facing her. "Oh no, it looks like Barry's little white cock is no longer any good for you. You need a big black cock!"

Ashley started to rub her black cock on Lynette's face as Barry continued to try and fuck his wife with his fake 3 inch cock. "Tell Barry what you need"

"I need big black cock", she panted

"Louder"

"I need big black cock!", she moaned.

"Tell him"

"I NEED BIG BLACK COCK", she screamed.

Ashley pushed her black cock into Lynette's mouth as she looked at her husband. "Your white cock is useless Barry. You cannot please your wife with it. You need a cock this size and this colour to fuck her with. Stop fucking your wife now. It's pointless!"

With tears in his eyes, Barry stepped off the bed looking at his wife unsatisfied but hornily sucking Ashley's cock. She mouthed to Barry to take off his strap on and gestured to him to put it back in the bag behind Lynette's back.

"Now put your cage back on and pull up your panties", Ashley mocked as the censoredr fella never had released his cage or pulled down his panties. His wife thought he had at least got a little freedom and entry into her even if she struggled to feel it.

"Your wife no longer needs your white cock for anything so I don't see any reacensored why she should even take your cage off again after that pitiful attempt at intercourse. She deserves black cock only....say it"

Barry's head was spinning. Three weeks of no release, never mind orgasm was causing the bl00d to try and flow into his caged cock.

"Lynette needs black cock only", he said, defeated and horny. Why the fuck did he ever engage this crazy women for his kinks. She was going too far now.

"Let's get her dressed then for black cock from our new purchases."

Barry picked up the beautifully expensive purple negligee and a pair of black satin panties with the white club icon on the front. He held it up to the two nodding ladies. Ashley removed her cock and strap on and lifted Lynette by the chin prompting her to slide off the bed and stand beside her.

Barry started off by kneeling at his wife's feet as she stepped into her beautiful black panties. He then stood up and lifted the sexy negligee over her head and let it flow over her large breasts and body.

Ashley picked up a pair of sexy green panties and pushed Barry to the ground by his head and handed him his next assignment which he did not hesitate in helping her put on. As the panties reached her ass, she pulled his head into her ass and rubbed his face in it.

She did not bother with a bra or another negligee and wrapped her arms around Lynette again and started to snog her. She fell on top of her on the bed like an an1mal.

Time to learn the rules of the BNWO

Just then, the doorbell downstairs rang. Ashley told Barry to go answer it in his whiteboi uniform only. Sweat perspired from his body as he walked downstairs and approached the door. What would someone say? He hoped it would be a delivery man, delivering something from Amazon that Lynette bought. He peered through the window and could see it was Marcus himself, standing confidently on the doorstep. Barry edged the door ajar and looked through the gap.

"Open up little man, Ashley told me you were trying to fuck a new queen of spades. You need to learn some lescensoreds today"

He pushed into the house and saw Barry in his whiteboi uniform panties only and cage and laughed. He closed the door and started to kick off his shoes, sock, shirt and pants right in the middle of the hallway.

"Pick up my clothes and fold them neatly beta boy"

He stood adonis like in his underwear as the little white husband scurried at his feet picking up his clothes. After neatly folding and placing them on a chair in the hall, the two walked upstairs to his wife's bedroom.

As they entered they saw the two ladies still dressed in the clothes but rubbing against each other and kissing passionately on the bed. His wife, who had never expressed any lesbian fantasies to him in the past, was now fully engrossed with Ashley.

"Ladies......", Marcus interjected, "I hear you require some real cock"

Marcus held Barry by the head and pushed down just like the two women had both done and Barry succumbed to his knees. Marcus lifted Barry's hand and placed it at the front of his pants. Barry felt the nine inch cock flaccid in his pants. Instinctively he started to graze it gently. Both ladies, whilst playing with each other's large breasts, watched as Barry was on his knees, in his whiteboi uniform panties and his caged cock, rubbing a real man through his pants.

"Now ladies....tell this whiteboi what you need"

"Your big black cock", they answered in unicensored.

"Beg for it", he sneered.

"Lynette", Ashley said as she faced her, "We need that cock more than anything. Look at me. We are black cock queens. We are black cock only. Marcus is here to be our black cock king. We are queens of spaces", she panted as she started to rub Lynette on her panties along the queen of spades icon emblazed on them.

Lynette responded, "Please fuck me and Ashley, Master Marcus, please....please...my pussy belongs to you now."

Ashley held her face as she begged. "Now Lynette....you and Barry must commit to the black new world order....you can only ever fuck Marcus or other black men chosen by me and Marcus. Barry is no longer allowed to put his little white penis inside you."

She continued rubbing Lynette's nipples as the black man stood over her white husband.

"Barry's little white penis is useless now. It has already given you your only d@ughter. It belongs in chastity now. It craves it. It needs it. His little penis is committed to serving you and whoever you say. He will sacrifice any and all orgasms for you. His denial is his worship of you. He wants to cum really badly today....he needs it but he wants you to cum more and he knows he cannot do that so he's going to stay in his little cage and panties and watch you give yourself to Marcus and I to officially indoctrinate into the bnwo. But you have to beg Marcus now to join or otherwise I am going to take him away forever and uncage your husband right now. You will lose your one opportunity to join the movement."

Lynette started to leak into her new black panties with everything Ashley was saying and doing. "Oh god please. Pleaseeeeeeee......let me join your movement"

Ashley had both right where she wanted them. Her twisted mind was breaking these bitches on heat into putty. She started to proclaim the essential laws of her bnwo chapter.

"Rule one: Only black cock can go inside your pussy, mouth or ass. If you cannot source it, you may use a black dildo only 8 inches or bigger. Only black cocks matter.

Rule two: white husbands are to remain caged at all times in the presence of black cock including black dildos. They can only be released at wife's discretion and they must be only allowed to cum in a method of utter hum1liation. You can be as creative as you want. I like to piss on them myself.

Rule three....you must convert other wives to join. Within the first year you must have helped indoctrinate at least one couple or face expulsion

Rule four. Husbands' roles are to groom and dress their white queens for their lovers. They must be caged at all times for this and be responsible for all manners of washing, dressing, massaging. It is acceptable for the husband to kiss and worship his wife's feet, legs, ass, back and neck. For him to kiss and worship her pussy or breasts requires approval of her black master first.

Rule five. Your black master can spank and punish you. Whatever punishment he does to you, you must also then do to your husband to show the hierarchy.

Rule six. Not dressing sexy for your black master will guarantee you a punishment as well as your husband who is responsible for making sure you are ready for his black cock. Your husband must continue to invest heavily in your beauty and clothes.

Rule seven. Every Friday at 6pm, to start the weekend right, white wives must log on to a specific webpage and watch a bnwo hypn0sis video to keep them topped up. It is five minutes long. They must be wearing their queen of clubs panties and sitting on their husbands face. You may alternate between rubbing your ass and pussy on his face as you devote yourself to black cock.

Final rule eight: You are no longer husband and wife. You are Lynette Queen of Spades and Barry is your whiteboi sissy servant. He cannot object to anything you say and decide. His role is to serve your needs financially and every support you need except sex. His cock no longer belongs to him. You own it fully. It is your property. Do whatever you want to it except sit on it or let it enter you. You are encouraged to tease it regularly. Keeping him in panties so you can measure leaking is recommended. "

Lynette let out a little orgasm at the last bit. Barry wanted to cry. This was way over the top now.

Time to join the bnwo officially

"Now get on your knees Lynette and beg us to join"

Lynette tried to compose herself but her pussy was on fire. She knelt beside Ashley facing the two guys. Looking directly at Marcus, she said. "Please let me join. Please, I need your cock. Barry's is useless. I will be your queen of spades"

"Very well Lynette, you cannot back out now. You are mine. Barry, pull down my pants and show your wife what owns you both.", he replied. Barry's head was gone. He had dreamed of chastity as a way not to cum and cheat on his wife and here he was caged for three weeks with no sign of release and now he would never fuck his wife again. That didn't stop him though as he slowly lowered the Adonis's underpants. Marcus's cock sprang out once he reached that specific point and slapped him in the face.

Marcus chuckled as he walked past Barry to Lynette and Ashley on the bed. He grabbed them both and started to kiss each in turn before lying back on the bed on his back. Both ladies lay either side of him and looked at his semi erect cock. Ashley led Lynette down and started to lick the left side of his shaft and soon Lynette joined suit and licked him from the right. Marcus, with his hands smugly behind his head, watched as both ladies went up and down his shaft with their tongues. Barry remained kneeling on the floor as an onlooker.

Their bed was quite a large bed and Ashley, showing some degree of mercy, told Barry to climb up and lie along the bottom of the bed, perpendicular to the other three. He was told to worship his wife's feet, which he did with relish as he listened to her worship her black master. Ashley's feet were directly facing his caged cock, which she started to kick gently as she also worshipped Marcus's huge cock. Barry's tongue was circling his wife's toes with pure devotion as this evil fake marriage counsellor, he hired under dodgy circumstances, was kicking him straight in the balls. He deserved it.

Marcus instructed the women it was time.

Ashley lifted Lynette up on her knees. She told her to climb up on Marcus. She sat above his cock with her club symbolised panties still on. Ashley climbed further up on Marcus's chest with her ass above his face. She told Barry to get on his knees behind his wife.

"Barry, grab Marcus's cock and start to rub your wife's panty covered pussy with it."

Marcus could no longer see anything but Ashley's ass which he started to kiss as she started to rub against his face.

"Tease your wife Barry with a real cock. Make her beg for it"

Barry grabbed the black man's giant pole and started to rub it against the silk covered pussy like he had done with the dildo. Marcus started to slide Ashley's panties to the side so he could access her slit with his fingers and soon tongue.

Immediately she started to cum on his face. This was turning into her favourite ever indoctrination. Lynette was reaching out, touching Ashley's breasts as the woman in front of her came.

"Please put his big black cock inside me....please", she was now going out of her mind having been teased for hours it felt like since her shower.

Barry kept rubbing Marcus's cock on the outside of her panties, teasing her for fear he did not have permission from Marcus or Ashley.

"Louder Lynette. You black cock whore", Ashley smiled at her conquest as she said it.

"Fuck me with your superior big black cock. I will never fuck my pathetic white husband again. I belong to the black new world order"

"Good girl, Barry, slide your wife's panties to one side and slip that snake inside your wife."

Barry holding Marcus's cock with one hand, slid his wife's panties to the side, and pushed the superior cock in her. Quickly her pussy enveloped the large phallus and she started to bounce up and down on his cock.

"Yes.....yessss.....Marcus.....your cock owns me"

Marcus could barely hear Lynette but could feel her as his face was buried underneath the devious Ashley who was grinding hard against his tongue, nose and face in general. She was on heat too. Two queens of spades getting satisfied by one man whilst Barry could please neither.

Marcus moaned at Barry from underneath Ashley with a little bit of air to breathe. "Barry wrap your arms around your bouncing wife and play with her breasts. Grab those nipples now you have permission and be grateful.

"Thank you master Marcus", he pathetically replied. He had to ask permission to touch his own wife's breasts now. God this was so bad but he was leaking uncontrollably into panties. He rubbed and grabbed her nipples as she bounced up. He started to kiss her back and neck as the black cock was plowing into his wife. Barry stopped paying attention at that moment to anything but his wife. He could not hear Ashley scream on Marcus's face or Marcus grunt underneath. All he took pleasure from was his wife's moans and any small part he could play in that. He loved her and loved that she was getting what she needed sexually. At that moment, he had no idea what the future held. How would he actually live as her husband or was he really going to end up as a 24/7 sissy servant. He would soon hope they could still do those normal husband and wife things but right now, all he could think about was his wife getting a giant orgasm.

Lynette was in heaven. She had lived a sheltered life until the last few weeks but here she was having the best sex of her life and feeling both submissive and dominant at the same time. She was having her cake and eating it.

Her first orgasm shot through her like the biggest adrenaline rush of her life. She screamed without a care of any neighbour hearing. She didn't care about anything but having a giant orgasm on her black master's cock. Ashley, who had achieved her own orgasm, slid off Marcus's face after seeing Lynette cum hard. This allowed Marcus grab Lynette and pull her into him close and piston rapidly into her with renewed vigour. She started to scream uncontrollably as Barry knelt still behind them unsure what to do.

Ashley, now at the side of the bed, grabbed him by the hand and led him over to an armchair beside the bed. She sat down on the chair and pulled him into her and suddenly with strength, she pulled him over her lap.

"You could never fuck like that you pathetic whiteboi. Watch your wife get fucked proper. She will never ever put up with your tiny white penis again". Ashley laughed as she held his head to face his wife. Then she started to spank him on his panty covered bum.

"Only black cocks matter Barry!", SLAP, she whacked his ass...."Say it"

"Only black cocks matter!" Barry meekly replied as she continued to reign down smacks to his bottom.

"Only black cocks matter Lynette!", she retorted as his wife was being ridden with absolute abandon.

"Only black cocks matter!", Lynette replied exhaustively.

Ashley continued to reign down spanks as husband and wife chanted their new learned catchphrase until Lynette let out a primal roar of a second orgasm and Ashley must have spanked censoredr Barry nearly 100 times.

Marcus lay there still fully erect as censoredr Lynette lay exhausted on top of him. Ashley motioned for Barry to fall to the ground as she walked over to Lynette and got Barry to help lift her up. She made Barry lift Lynette's hands above her head as she also lifted her sexy purple negligee off so both ladies were kneeling in their queen of spades tattooed panties.

"Poor Marcus and Barry have not cum yet Lynette....we should really sort that out", said Ashley. She kissed and hugged a sweaty Lynette and pulled her down in a cuddle back onto the bed as Marcus rose above them.

"Barry, would you like to pull that cock and see your wife and I covered in cum?"

"Yes Miss Ashley, please may I cum?"

"Oh my, three whole weeks without cumming. Your little whiteboi uniform panties are soaking. You must have leaked a gallon into them. But I didn't say your cock, I said that cock", Ashley replied laughing and her eyes darted to Marcus's cock which now towered over the two ladies.

"You...you want me to pull his cock?"

"Yes, silly billy. Only black cocks matter, don't you remember? Your cock is of no interest to us. We want real cock only."

"Please Miss Ashley....I'm going out of my mind...I need to cum. I cannot stand it. My cock feels broken in this cage now"

"Good, it's no good for Lynette or me anyways. Now Marcus is waiting for his orgasm and real black masters don't need to jack off themselves. They have servants and white holes to do that into. Get to work before I punish you further"

Barry, with his red bum on fire and his caged cock twitching uncontrollably, looked at Marcus smirking at him as once again, he grabbed his cock and started to stroke it pointing it at the two queens of spades. Listening to Marcus's moans as he managed his speed between medium pace and fast pace, soon Marcus was physically humping hard at Barry's hand ready to unleash his load onto the two ladies below. The moans increased as the queens were rubbing up against each other with their hands inside each other's panties and their tongues out in anticipation of a giant load.

"Arrrggghhhhh" groaned the black king as Barry helped him achieve eruption. Squirt after squirt of warm thick cum splashed onto both women's chests. Barry continued to stroke, slowing down and rubbing the big black cock onto their awaiting breasts.

Spent, Marcus retreated from the bed. Barry remained looking on at his wife and Ashley drowned in another man's cum. "It's time for lunch Barry, before you make ours, here's yours.". She grabbed Barry and made him lick her breasts. "Get every drop of a real man;s cum. Maybe it will make you more manly" Lynette didn't even object to seeing her husband worship another woman's breasts. Christ, he just stroked another man's cock for goodness sake. Then he was made lick it off her precious wife. He was made lick every single drop of the superior man's seed off their bodies. Marcus stood up and grabbed Barry's caged cock through his panties. He started to rub his big black cock over the panty covered cage and squeezed the last remnants of cum onto Barry's panties.

"There ladies, Barry has some seamen on his panties and cage. That's good enough for him as an orgasm. I see no reacensored why he should be uncaged any time soon."

"Now run along little man. Go prepare lunch and ******. We have worked up an appetite and need a little rest before our afternoon session."

Ok thats all I have written so far. If theres any feedback or suggestions, please let me know and I'll maybe keep going.

Was für eine wundervoll geile Geschichte. Ich habe sie an eine Stück gelsen und war steinhart. Danke dafür. Ja, schreib weiter
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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.

Please write more Barry needs his family, friends, work collegues to know his new role.

Thank you for the thumbs up. I've started a different story thats not exactly cuckold variety.

Wish more people were on the site. Seems to have gone quieter too.

This story is a follow on from Ashley the fake marriage councillor but can be read on its own. It focuses on more characters added to the story.



Barry's world had changed forever. Caged and cucked thanks to Ashley's intervention, his wife Lynette was flourishing with new found sexual confidence and awakeness and even if he wanted to stop, there was no way to put the genie back in the bottle.

It was now almost 40 days since he was caged. Ashley kept the key and would come over regularly for cleaning and inspection sessions where she would have sex with Lynette and her toy Marcus or even the real Marcus. Lynette was submissive to Ashley and despite never having had lesbian tendencies, found herself following all her commands without fail.

It was time for Ashley to introduce her to more of her BNWO community in their small Irish town. Top of the tree was Karen O'Neill. She was your typical town community leader. Whereas Ashley was dark black hair and Lynette was brunette with both ladies on the more voluptuous size with big asses and breasts, Karen was slim and athletic as a former hockey player, short dirty blonde hair and had an air and grace about her as the wise 45 year old woman, where you'd take out your words and arrange them on your hand before saying them. She did not suffer fools gladly and was very happy to give whoever deserved it or not, a proper dressing down.

Her husband, Colm was a weak willed man like Barry, but he came from the family that owned half the town. Buildings with businesses were owned by the O'Neill family in the town including a pub, a salon, a ladies clothes shop, an estate agent and restaurant. Colm had very little to do with the running of each, mostly tending to land in the family as his wealth was generated from passive incomes set up and now overseen by Karen.

One most lucrative recent income was through accommodation above the businesses. Ireland was going through a refugee explosion and the government was running out of buildings and paying way over the odds for very basic accommodation. The town was up in arms but Karen did not care. She took in Ukrainians mostly but then came 6 single men in their early 20s from Nigeria. This could prove very problematic but Karen has a plan and Ashley was going to help her.

These men were landed into the town in the dead of night and Karen stuffed them into apartments above the salon. Now the town people would go clean mad if idle black men were hanging around the streets of this small town and potentially harassing the locals, especially the younger girls in the town.

Karen and Colm were swingers up to this point but really Karen just liked getting a better cock than her censoredr husband could give her and the idea of some fit young men would surely feed her hunger. Her employee Sharon worked the salon, a recently divorced 38 year old who was going through a bit of a men bashing period of her life after her marriage breakdown, Sharon was your quintessential Irish cailín, with milky white skin and curly red hair. She would prove a bit of a problem to Karen as she was known to let out a few racist statements and would probably not approve of six young black men from Africa above her shop.

The day after the men's arrival, Karen was having a dr1nk in the family pub with Ashley.

"So look Ashley, I know you have been sh@gging with that English fella Marcus every now and again and you have always been going on and on and on to me about sIeeping with a black guy, so I have a bit of an issue and I need your help"

Ashley was already smirking knowing her friend was as evil and bossy as her.

"So I've taken more arrivals above Sharon's shop but the government didn't send me more Ukrainians. They've sent me 6 lads from Nigeria. They're there now and acensored".

Ashley's jaw dropped "The town will go crazy Karen, six black men in this town, what are they going to do all day? You know they can't legally work? Why did you not say no ... .this could cause serious blowback. People are already mad at how many recent new arrivals we have had."

"I know, I know but look, it's thousands of euro every week and well.....I guess I thought maybe six strapping young black guys could be useful at our next swinging party", she said as she chuckled.

Ashley was turned on at that statement alone but tried to play devil's advocate to her best friend. "Sure but they are going to be horny and bored all day Karen, you are going to have to keep them all on a strong leash otherwise as if we get one of them into trouble with a young girl in this town, we will have every towns percensored and god knows what racists will emerge looking for vengeance."

"Hmmmmm ... .well I know you love big black cock Ashley, you are always preaching to me about it ... .so how about you keep them entertained. You must know a few more pre menopausal ladies like us that can keep those six boys balls drained and maybe there's a little business we could provide the frustrated housewives of the town and hinterland.

Ashley's mouth went wide open like she was about to cum from the sheer suggestion and her brain went into overdrive with ideas.

Karen grabbed her by the arm and off they went to the salon. Sharon had not met her new arrivals but could hear the noises of them above the shop so knew someone had moved in over night.

Karen told Sharon to follow the two ladies as she used the key to go up the stairs to the apartments. Karen owned the place and took no qualm about walking straight into the shared living room for the new guests. Inside sat six puzzled black guys with the whites of their eyes watching three older women walk into their new abode.

"Gentlemen, welcome to Ireland. Be standing when ladies walk into the room"

The guys did as they were told as she said it with such authority.
"Now the government has sent me six fine specimens and as this is my apartment AND this is my town, I will be overseeing your stay here not just in this town but in Ireland in general. One word from me and you will be deported so fast, your feet won't touch the ground. I call the shots in this town and everyone including you six boys will do what i say"

They looked dumbfounded. Who was this woman? Nobody had told them anything about this.

"Lady, why are you boss?", said one of the six.

Karen walked straight over to Obi and looked up into his 6 ft frame and said "Would you like to be the first deported? What's your name?"

"Obi, ma'am, I just don't understand, nobody told us you would be coming?"

"It's Ms O Neill to you six boys and this sultry goddess here is called Ashley and this little beauty is called Sharon and she runs the salon downstairs. They will be my second in command and you will follow their instructions as if they were my own. Any mistakes and it could be deadly.....now the ground rules must be established.

You boys are not officially allowed to work but I know you all have plans to work in the black market.....I will have you working for me and you will earn an allowance based on your efforts ... .any attempts to work for anyone else will resort to reporting and deportation.

You will under zero circumstances approach any Irish woman in this town without my approval. I know you are all good Christian boys from Nigeria and some of you are pretending to be gay but I will reiterate, no approaching the women in this town. I will ensure that any sexual desires you boys have will be met ... .for instance Ashley here is very fond of black guys and she tells me you are better lovers than our white husbands and ex partners so we may test that.

The six guys were offering no objections to everything Karen was saying so she thought she would push it even further even quicker.

"Now this won't impact your potential deportation but for my town's sake, I need to do a gay test on you all."

Sharon who for one, could not believe her landlord had imported these guys into her town. They all looked so tall and scary. The shortest looked to be about 5'10 and the tallest around 6'3. She was terrified of what they could be like.

"Now hands over your heads"

Ashley interjected, "Karen if I could be so bold, I think this test would work better if they removed their tops so we can properly see"

Obi and the five others looked at each other with a little bit of trepidation but also excitement as it felt like these ladies were in heat. They complied and showed off their chests and arms. All looked in great shape.

"Oh I really do hope they are not all gay Karen, let me see"

Ashley walked over to Obi first, the only guy to actually speak. She put her hand on his chest and started to rub him to feel his manly chest. Smiling with hunger she looked back at Karen as Obi didn't resist her touch, in fact he seemed to enjoy this older Irish milf touch him sensually. Her hand slipped down to his tracksuit bottoms and began to just rub his cock through his pants. Immediately it started to grow.

"I don't think this one is gay Karen, Obi here seems to like my hands ... .don't you sweetie?"

"Yes ma'am.....ughhh.....that feels really really nice.....thank you"

"Oh sweetie....you are so nice thanking me....but you should know....I love big black cock.....I worship it.....and I make it my life's mission to convert more women to my path so if you do everything your new boss says, I'm going to make sure you absolutely love it here and never want to leave'', she said as she continued to rub his cock through his tracksuit bottoms.

Sharon was in the corner covering her face in second degree embarrassment. She always knew Ashley was a bit of a whore but this was a cougar in the jungle stuff. All the rest of the guys were looking on with Chukwudi and Ade rubbing their own cocks over their pants as they watched Ashley's hand tease Obi.

Ashley then told Obi to put his hands back over his head and dropped to her knees. He did as he was told and aggressively Ashley yanked his bottoms and underwear down in one motion. He cock sprang out and hit her straight in the face. It was massive. A big slab of black beef. Thick and rock hard. Ashley laughed as Karen walked straight over to grab it.

"Oh my god Ashley, that's fucking ridiculous. Are you telling me you put that inside you?" she said as she grabbed his cock and Ashley confirmed it was a very impressive big black cock.

"That is huge Ashley, how big do you think that is in inches? It is about the length of my wooden ruler and as thick as a can of cock, Sharon, have you ever seen a cock this big?"

"Oh my god girls", Sharon said behind her hands, "You cannot do this to the censoredr lad, he's only off the boat and you have his cock in your hand, what the hell would Colm say if he saw you did this, what would the guards say?"

Karen laughed as she started to slowly stroke censoredr Obi off, "Ah go away out of that, Colm does what I fucking tell him to do and if I wanna stroke off this African in my apartment, I'll bl00dy well do it. Isn't it better I have control of this cock and I'll make sure it does not get into mischief in this town....I know damn well your views on refugees Sharon so I am proactively controlling what comes into my town and what it cums in"

"Now Ashley, lets see how the rest of the lads get on"

Ashley crawled to her next victim and dropped his pants and out sprang a slightly smaller but albeit decent cock, Anthony that looked to around 7-8 inches. Ade was next and closer to 10 inches, Chukwudi was also close to 10, Babajide was in between Anthony and the other two and the final cock belonging to Ekene was the smallest but unlike the other five, he was not erect.

Ashley stroked him off but he was not growing and had actual fear in his censoredr eyes. "Maybe you don't like my hands, hmmmm?"

"Sorry ma'am, I am not sure if you should be touching us like this?"

"Leave him alone Ashley, the censoredr guy looks terrified of you" said Sharon trying to stand up for the guy. He was probably nearly half Ashley's age. Ashley stopped and Ekene nodded in appreciation to Sharon.

Karen was enjoying the scene and didn't want Ekene's lack of engagement to dampen her mood unlike her knickers. "Ok boys, you all have decent cocks however you are all a little fresh down there so make sure you use our facilities and keep yourselves extra clean and washed...especially down there. Cleanliness is next to godliness and if I am going to supply you with an array of goddesses, you will need to ship up."

Ashley and Karen walked off and Sharon trailed behind looking back sheepishly at the six Africans who were now mostly stroking their cocks with pure lust in their eyes at the women as they exited the apartment.

Sharon went back into her shop frazzled from the scene she had just seen. The whole town would be up to high dough if they knew what Karen O'Neill had done now for another few extra bob and everything she thought of Ashley was not exaggerated enough in her mind.

Ashley and Karen hopped into Karen's fancy BMW and they took off under Ashley's instructions. A couple of minutes later, they arrived outside Barry and Lynette's home. She had texted Lynette to be ready for her but did not mention Karen or what she planned to do to her couple.

Inside Lynette was wearing her purple nightie and black silk panties with a Queen of Spades tattoo on the front of it. Poor caged and denied Barry was wearing a full french maid outfit with tights, skirt and his caged cock was encased in silk ruffled white panties. He was on his knees worshipping his wife's feet, who was lounging on the couch, when Ashley let herself in without announcing her arrival and Karen came in behind.

"Isn't he such a little cutie doing his favourite chores in his gorgeous outfit?"Ashley said to the room. Lynette's face of pleasure turned to fear as she saw beside her lesbian lover, Karen, the town bossy boots looking down and laughing at them both. Lynetts and Barry were very shy in public and had tried to stay out of Karen's way for years as they were very private but here she was in their house, looking at them in a most intimate and embarrassing moment.

"Ashley! What's going on?", replied Lynette as she kicked her husband away and tried to cover up.

"It's ok sweetie, I filled in Karen about everything and she totally approves of your lifestyle. She said she cannot wait to see Barry in the flesh. It might give her ideas on training Colm further. So I have good news and bad news Ashley and Barry......Bad news is I'm afraid Marcus has gone back to Dublin for work and he won't be back for ages or maybe not at all. That was your one piece of live black cock gone in a puff from the town.....you see Karen, Lynette never had black cock until a few weeks ago and now look at her, dressed in her queen of spades knickers here and Barry has not cum since we locked him up for masterbating behind his wife's back for years. He has an orgasm deficit to equalise with his censoredr wife so he's still denied. Lynette has no real use anyways of his cock. Only black cocks matter and she is firmly devoted to my BNWO club....aren't you Lynette!", she cheerfully inquired.

Lynette crossed her arms but nodded approvingly to her lover. Barry was cowering in the corner as Ashley grabbed him by the hair and made him kneel in front of Karen who was laughing away at the scene before her.

"Show Ms O Neill your caged clit Barry"

Kneeling and bowed, he lifted his skirt up to show the caged cock inside her panties. Karen knelt down and started to flick it. "You are some girl Ashley.....why did you do this to the censoredr lad?"

"He loves it really Karen, he practically begged for this life. Lynette gets all the cock she wanted and can finally be sexually satisfied and he does not have to compete anymore.

"Oh I almost forgot the good news. No more Marcus folks but I have replaced him for you both. Throw on some long coats over your outfits. We have somewhere we need to be.


Ashley led the way, Lynette and Barry huddled in the back seat, long coats barely concealing their outfits. They pulled up at the salon as Sharon was outside the salon, her curly red hair disheveled, still flustered from the earlier encounter. She eyed the group warily as they approached the side entrance stairs. "Karen, what the hell? Bringing more people into this madness?"

"Shut it, Sharon," Karen snapped. "This is business. And pleasure. You'll see the benefits soon enough." Ashley smirked, guiding Lynette by the arm, while Barry trailed behind, head bowed in hum1lation.


The door to the apartment swung open, revealing the six Nigerian men, Obi, Anthony, Ade, Chukwudi, Babajide, and Ekene all lounging in the shared living room. They'd cleaned up and washed as instructed, their muscular bodies now clad in fresh clothes. Their eyes lit up at the sight of the women, especially Lynette, whose coat slipped slightly to reveal her curves.
"Gentlemen," Ashley announced "Meet Lynette. She's one of my converts. She is a true Queen of Spades, ready to embrace the Black New World Order. Her husband Barry here? He's her devoted cuck. Locked and denied, just how I like my whitebois. Now show the boys what I brought them"

Barry obeyed, shedding his coat and helping Lynette out of hers. She stood in her nightie, the Queen of Spades emblem on her panties gleaming like a badge of honor. The men murmured approvals, their pants tenting visibly. Sharon hovered in the doorway, conflicted as her racist leanings clashing with a forbidden curiosity as she watched Ashley orchestrate the scene.

Ashley took center stage, with deliberate slowness, she unbuttoned her jeans, sliding them down her voluptuous hips to reveal her black panties emblazoned with the "Blacked" logo from the infamous porn series. She peeled off her top next, her ample breasts spilling free in a matching black bra that strained against her curves. Standing there, half-naked and radiating dominance, she fixed her gaze on the six men. "All of you, strip right now," she ordered, her voice a sultry whip. "Show us those superior black cocks."


Obi's massive slab leading the pack, followed by Ade's thick 10-incher, Chukwudi's veiny monster, Babajide's girthy length, Anthony's solid rod, and Ekene, who hesitated, remaining clothed with a shy flush on his face. The five others stripped and circled around Ashley and Lynette as Ashley dropped to her knees, pulling Lynette down with her. "Kneel with me, Lynette," Ashley whispered, her hands already reaching for the nearest cocks.

Barry, ever the obedient cuck, was directed to kneel beneath his wife, his face inches from Lynette's ass as he pressed reverent kisses to her cheeks through her Queen of Spades panties. Karen and Sharon settled onto a nearby chair, Ekene sandwiched awkwardly between them, his eyes wide at the unfolding debauchery.

Ashley and Lynette dove in, their hands wrapping around four of the cocks. Ashley's fingers encircling Ade and Chukwudi, Lynette's gripping Babajide and Anthony. The shafts pulsed in their grips as the women stroked up and down in rhythmic unicensored.

Obi, as the apparent leader, received special treatment. Ashley leaned forward, her lips parting to engulf his enormous head, tongue swirling around the tip. The licking sounds filled the room, Obi's hips bucking slightly as she bobbed, her saliva coating his shaft in glistening trails.

Not content with hands and mouths alone, Ashley guided the cocks lower. "Titfuck us, boys," she commanded, pressing a shaft between her massive breasts, the soft flesh enveloping them like warm pillows. She squeezed her tits together, sliding up and down, the friction making him thrust eagerly, precum lubing the valley between her cleavage. Lynette followed suit, nestling Anthony into her ample bosom as the hot cocks glided against her skin, the heads poking out at the top with each upward stroke, brushing her chin.

Karen watched from the chair, her legs crossing and uncrossing restlessly, a flush creeping up her neck as the erotic display ignited her arousal. Sharon, initially shocked, found herself mesmerized, her milky white skin turning pink as she bit her lip, glancing sideways at Ekene. Their shared shyness created a charged tension; she shifted closer, her curly red hair brushing his shoulder, her eyes darting between the orgy and his hesitant form.

"Enough teasing," Ashley declared. She motioned for Ashley and Chukwudi to lie on the ground, their cocks standing tall like BNWO monuments. Barry was summoned forward. "Peel off our knickers, cuck." His hands tremcensored as he hooked his fingers into Ashley's Blacked panties first, sliding them down her thighs to expose her dripping pussy, then turning to Lynette lovingly, gently tugging her Queen of Spades undies away, revealing her eager folds. He watched, heart pounding, as both women straddled the prone men. Ashley impaling herself on Ashley's thick shaft with a gasp, Lynette sinking onto Chukwudi's length, her curvy body shuddering at the stretch.

"Go kneel before Karen and Sharon and show him why you are dressed like this and we are bouncing on superior black cock," Ashley ordered Barry, who crawled over, lifting his maid skirt to expose his caged cock. "Tell them why you're caged, and why black men fuck your wife." Barry's voice shook: "I'm caged because I was a masturbating cheat, too weak and small to satisfy Lynette. Black men are superior. They give her what she deserves." Sharon burst into shocked laughter, her hand reaching out to touch the cage, flicking it curiously. "Pathetic, it looks tiny just like my ex," she sneered, then delivered a soft kick to his balls, making him squirm. "Open your legs wider, loser." Barry obeyed, spreading for more gentle kicks that sent jolts of humiliated pleasure through him.

Karen, her excitement boiling over, couldn't hold back. She grabbed Babajide, shoving him onto the chair beside her. "Sit," she barked, hiking up her skirt and dropping her knickers in one swift motion. She mounted him reverse cowgirl, her slim, athletic body slamming down onto his cock, her moans joining the chorus as she rode him hard.

The pace intensified, the women riding harder as the black cocks pumped deeper into their eager pussies, stretching and filling them with relentless thrusts that sent waves of ecstasy crashing through their bodies. Ashley ground down quivering as she screamed for more, her walls gripping him tighter with each powerful stroke. Lynette bucked wildly on, her curvy hips slamming against him, lost in the overwhelming pleasure of being bred so thoroughly. Karen bounced ferociously on Babajide, glistening with sweat, moaning louder as the friction built to an unbearable peak, all three women loving every second of the raw, dominant pounding.

Sharon kept up her light kicks to Barry's caged cock, giggling with Ekene as they watched the pathetic cuck squirm on his knees, their laughter mixing with the mounting cries from the orgy. Suddenly, the climaxes hit in a massive cascade: Anthony exploded first, flooding Ashley's womb with thick ropes of seed as she convulsed in a shattering orgasm; Chukwudi followed, pumping hot cum deep into Lynette while she arched and wailed in bliss; Babajide erupted inside Karen, his load overflowing as she screamed through her explosive release. Obi, and Adi surged forward, each unleashing torrents of semen on the women's bodies in rapid succession, their bodies shuddering with intense pleasure as the ladies milked every drop in euphoric spasms. Sharon grabbed Ekene's leg in shock at the chaotic, cum-soaked scene, her eyes wide with a mix of awe and arousal. Panting and triumphant, Karen leaned back with a wicked grin. "I can't wait to open up the Blacked Wives Club in this town. These studs are going to make me a fortune."