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Norman Conquest

By: fencer24a



A Significant Emotional Event (SEE) is one that shakes a person to their core, prohibiting them from ever being the same again. My SEE happened on June 11th of the year before last. But before I get there, I suppose I should tell you a little bit about me so you can understand why I say this is an SEE.

My name is Norman, don't bother with the last name because I don't need anyone harassing me for what I am about to tell you. I am named after my Great Uncle on my mother's side. I have always hated the name Norman. It's so bland, "Normal Norman" "Normie" "Nor-Man" are all things that I have been called. Sure, there is "Stormin Norman" from the Gulf War, but there are also the Norms of Cheers the TV show. The worst part of my name is that the Great Uncle I was named after never met me and he obviously wasn't won over to leave me a bequest at his death since I am still of modest means, even if I am the richest relative in my family. I own my own business doing work that requires a lot of physical activity so I don't go to the gym because I get enough of a workout just doing my job. I come in at the average American's height of just 5'10'' and 200 pounds. Hair is turning grey and definitely leaving the front of my head in order to descend on my ears, shoulders, and back where it once again takes root.

I was 46 at the time of the event, been a widower once, then married to Kathy. Kathy was 44 and with her came her daughter Sandy, then just 20. I have to admit that Sandy is one hot little minx, but after my first wife died I wanted to dedicate myself to the wife that I married and not look at other women, even if they lived in my house and scampered about scantily clad. 

Kathy is an attractive woman, not in the "Oh Wow!" sort of way, but in the mature classical way a good woman looks like. Golden, shoulder length hair, with a smile that can light up a room when she wants, she has 34 Bs on her chest with lovely areolae, and nipples that are enticing. (I call them her "Start buttons"). Her waist is not tiny, but pleasant enough rising above a bubbliscious butt. She works out some, but is not a fanatic about it. Kathy is a real estate agent and is moderately successful, the job lets her get out of the home and see other houses, which she loves to do. I love her laugh, and she is for the most part very kind, even if she really isn't that bright. My first wife was a genius, but you aren't going to get lucky twice, so I went with the pleasing over the perfect. 

We were married twelve years before, exactly 18 months after my first wife died. I had taken grief counselling and they were telling me to wait that period of time before I entered into any significant relationships because we are still carrying all the baggage of the previous relationship. I figured I wasn't entering into a relationship unless I was married. However, like all humans, I am always best at lying to myself. I kind of knew that Kathy wasn't the ideal mate, but I was lonely. I had thought I would be considered an attractive catch for women since I stuck in the first marriage all the way through to the hospital and then to the funeral home. I didn't figure it out until later, but when something like that happens to you, you are inadvertently sending off crazy vibes that scare normal people away. I would say that Kathy ignored them, but the fact is she wasn't really normal either. 

Her ex had abandoned her and Sandy to go live full time with his boyfriend. I am sure that it must have been crushing to her to be rejected for another man, but she told me that at least she didn't have to have anal sex anymore. Seems like her ex had no use for pussy, just wanted to pound up the Hershey highway. I am not into anal sex at all since my dick is the same size as a Budweiser bottle, it is way too tight on my dick when we have tried anal. Plus, there is something of a turn off when you pull your dick out of an ass and it's covered in blood.

Kathy and I have a relatively normal sex life I suppose. My first wife and I were much more, shall we say liberal. We stumbled into an open marriage by accident, but thoroughly enjoyed it. 

At the time I was working 80 plus hours a week trying to get my business off the ground. You only have to pay slave wages when you are the slave. As a result, she was lonely and one thing led to another and she had an affair with my best friend. 

Apparently the guilt was too much for her so she had to come clean to me in about the nicest way possible. She managed to get her best friend to join us in bed, and while I was pounding her friend from behind, she started to cry and then told me about her affair. Now, at that moment, there were a lot of conflicting emotions running through me, but the strongest feeling was that of my dick swallowed up in some first class pussy. Needless to say, I forgave her.

We talked about it afterwards and figured out that cheating was only cheating when the other didn't know about it. She allowed me free access to her friend and others, and I allowed her room to roam when I wasn't available. Although I have to admit, it's a lot easier for a woman to get laid than a man, so she had more lovers. Some may call her a slut, but I was one too. 

After all, If a woman walked into a bar full of men and declared "Somebody, anybody, everybody, please fuck me!" we would all be gentlemen who would set about coming to the aid of a lady in distress. On the other hand, if a man walked into a bar full of women and said the same thing, the women would all be tossing his ass out on the curb. Sure, there may have been those willing to give him what he needed, but the social stigma of being a slut is something that women fear. Actually, that's not quite true. Women hate other women being a slut, most men love them for the moment at least.

After my wife told me of her affair, our sex life really took off. She had been raised in a very strict household where sex was such a taboo subject she was sure that her parents only had sex twice, once for her, and once again for her little brother. But in opening her up to new experiences, I may have unleashed a monster. She wanted to try it all. 

We did fantasy role playing, where I would tell her that I was going to take her out into the woods near a trail and tie her up naked and blindfolded for anyone who came across her to fondle and fuck her, and she would never know who it was. We did bondage where I would tie her up and run a rope from her neck down through her pussy lips so that when I was face fucking her, the rope would slide up and down against her clit until she came. I think that was her favorite. We also did vegetable fucking, usually a cucumber or a carrot, but anything even remotely phallic was used. I loved to have her tied up and waiting for me as I popped a bottle of champagne, took a swig and then fucked her with the bottle to get her essential essence on the bottle for the extra flavor. Not to mention the tiny bubbles going off in her vagina.

Although she had invited her girlfriend over to help break the news of her affair, she was bi curious at the most. Let me tell you guys, while it is every man's fantasy to have sex with two women, if they are not full on bi, it's a lot of work. They enjoyed kissing and playing with each other's breasts, but wouldn't touch the other's pussy. So here I am like a one legged man in an ass kicking contest, trying to use my mouth, fingers and cock to keep them both sexually pleased. And when I came, they both looked at me like "Why are you stalling?" Because I needed more than thirty seconds to recharge damnit! But within ten minutes, I would be right back to it. And loving every minute of it.

While not very adventurous, Kathy did have a great pussy when she was in the mood, although those were becoming fewer and farther between. I didn't tell Kathy about the sexual escapades of the first wife because I felt guilt that by going so far Karma may have ordained that I would be punished by her death. I know it's not logical, but after the first wife died, I decided that I was going to have a purely monogamous relationship with my wife and never push it too far. The most we did was some fantasy stories of her being anonymously ravaged by an unknown number of good looking men, but it was purely fantasy, and we never had any intention of actually doing it.

I put off her decreasing sexual desire to her entering menopause which is a kind of temporary insanity, if you count about a decade as temporary. Don't get me wrong, I did love Kathy, and making love with her was a sensuous pleasure. Her soft milky breasts with nipples that if I played with them long enough would result in her orgasm were an endless supply of joy. I loved the way her pussy opened up like a coral flower, with a nectar that I enjoyed lapping up. It was amazing how my hand could cup her mound and my finger penetrate to her G Spot like it was custom fit. Her little man in the boat had many a wild ride with my fingers or her vibrator. Pushing my dick all the way in, I could rub the head of my cock on her cervix for extra stimulation. I know some stories talk about fucking into the cervix, but that is just bullshit. The cervix is a hard set of muscles that only relaxes during child birth. You can rub past it, but you aren't going in unless she is giving birth at the same time. 

Mostly, I loved how she would always come when we had sex. And I would always hold off on my own orgasm until after she came. Now, some cynics may say that she probably lied about it, and it is possible. But the blotchiness on her chest when she was screaming out "I'm cumming" was usually a pretty good indicator that she was being honest.

I am not big on blow jobs for two reasons. First, through some extensive training as a young man at the hands of a neighbor lady, I can't cum in a woman's mouth. Many who have claimed that they were world class cocksuckers have tried to help me overcome my disability, but alas, I still can't do it. Second, as I said, I am about the size of a Budweiser longneck. Women eventually get lock jaw or cramp up, or worse, close their mouth and allow their teeth to scrape along my dick. That is not fun. So I stick to pussy, and pleasing my partner.

But to get back to my SEE, in the months leading up to June, it seemed that we were having less and less sex. There was always an excuse; "too tired"," headache, not feeling like it", or "I'm too fat" whatever it was, I was lucky to get laid once a month near the end. I put up with it because of the "For better or worse" promise I had made. But then I got the phone call from Penny.

Penny is Kathy's best friend and I would be less than honest to say that I never lusted after her in my heart, and my loins. At 6'2" and blonde, she is quite a bit taller than me, and she exhibits her Nordic heritage in that she could have been model for a Valkyrie. Slender with large breasts that jiggled so nicely under her shirt when she came around. I always tried not to look, but every once in a while, I was rewarded with the hydrodynamics of her fun sacks when she laughed or turned quickly. 

Penny was Sandy's teacher in High School and the High School Girls Basketball team coach as well, and she and Kathy became best friends after a Parent Teacher Conference. They would go out for drinks or Penny would come over to our house for barbecue and talk. Penny was divorced for a couple of years before we met her, and I was always amazed that she hadn't picked up some other guy since she definitely is a catch. But I always left her and Kathy alone to have fun. Probably my guilt was preventing it, since I didn't want to appear to be lusting after her in front of Kathy.

But when Penny called me on that fateful day, she seemed upset, almost crying when she told me that I had to get home to Kathy right away.

I was panicked and asked her if I needed to call the cops, and she said no, that I just had to get home right away. She wouldn't tell me what was going on, but I could sense that it was something really serious. Telling my assistant "I have a problem at home, and I may not be back until morning." I jumped into my pickup and sped home, breaking just about every traffic rule you could without actually killing someone.

When I pulled up in front of my house, I noticed that some of Sandy's friends had parked in my driveway blocking access to the garage. Not sure what the hell was going on, I parked on the street and entered through the unlocked front door. Once inside, I could hear something going on, but couldn't quite make it out. It was coming from upstairs, so I took the stairs three at a time and got to where I could see in our bedroom. And that was the start of my Significant Emotional Event.

There on the bed, illuminated by the sun streaming through the open windows, sheets and blankets all askew, I could see Sandy, naked, reverse cowgirl on top of one of her friends in my bed. Her tits were nicely jiggling up and down with each thrust when she saw me and said "Hi Daddy."

Just beyond her, I could see another of Sandy's friends plowing Kathy doggy style, while he pulled on her hair, jerking her head back with every thrust, which made it difficult for her to keep giving a blow job to the guy lying in front of her. When Sandy greeted me, Kathy took her mouth of the little prick's dick just long enough to say "Hi honey, you're home early." and went back to blowing the guy.

How do you explain the emotions that happen in just such a situation? Erotic? Yes, it certainly was, having your own porno in real life is hard to top. Horrific? Absolutely! Why was my wife being fucked by her daughter's friends in my bed? Anger? That was a little bit slower to develop, but when it did, it became the predominate emotion in an otherwise very confusing situation.

In a voice that any drill sergeant would have been proud to own, I yelled "WHAT THE FUCK!!" which only caused the fucking to stop for a brief interlude. Then the guy fucking Kathy said "Hey, bitch, you told us that he would be cool with this."

Kathy then looked at me and told me to sit in the chair beside the bed and to watch, since, as she said "It's what you want isn't it?"

Rage now overtook me, and in more of a growl than actually enunciating, I said "I am going to get my gun, and any of you fuckers who are still here when I get back are going to be killed." And with that, I left the doorway and headed to the office where I kept my pistol.

On the way, I heard a commotion and looked out the window of the guest bedroom that was on the way to the office and saw Sandy and her three naked friends all running across the lawn to pile into one of their cars and drive off.

Retrieving my gun, I went back to the bedroom where Kathy was now sitting with her back against the headboard, playing with her messy pussy with one hand while licking her fingers on her other. "Kathy" I said, "please tell me why I shouldn't just kill you now?"

Kathy looked at me with a small measure of surprise in her eyes, but then she said: "Oh Normie, I know that you wanted to be cuckolded so I decided to help you figure that out."

Shocked, I asked her "Why in the hell would you think that I would want that?"

The surprise in her eyes grew, but I could tell she was trying to retain control of the situation. "Oh honey, I looked in your browser history and I saw all the porn that you liked to read and watch. It didn't take much to figure out that you like watching big dicks take slutty housewives, so I decided to put it on for you." 

At that moment, I think she realized that she had fucked up and pulled her hand from her pussy and started to reach for the duvet to cover herself. I could read the fear in her eyes as she apprehended she was in deep shit.

"Are you going to kill me?" she asked.

"Thirty seconds ago, I would have, but you are just too pathetic for me to waste a bullet or the rest of my life on." "Get dressed and get the fuck out of my house" I continued. "I don't want to see you ever again, and if I do, I may be less reluctant to kill you."

"But where will I go? How will I live?" she said.

"You don't get it, do you? I really don't give a fuck where you go, just get the fuck out of my house and don't come back." At that, I turned around and headed back outside to go see my lawyer to have the divorce papers drawn up. 

Luckily, Kathy accepted them without complaint, and a default answer was entered, so after about three months, we were officially divorced.

Shortly after I received the Final Decree from my lawyer, I was sitting in the living room, with the shades pulled to keep it dark, and was drinking my favorite adult beverage, something I had been doing too much of. My depression from the betrayal was affecting my work, but luckily, I had hired some good people who were able to keep the work going forward and making money. It was then that my phone rang, and looking at it, I saw that it was Penny.

I knew that Kathy had gone to live with Penny after I threw her out, but I hadn't had contact with either of them since that June day. Answering, I said "Hi Penny, if you are going to try and weasel Kathy back into my life, you can forget it." 

"Norman," she said, "I was wondering if I could come by and visit with you for a little while?"

"You are welcome, but that cunt has to stay out of my sight if she wants to stay above ground." I answered.

"I'll be over in a little bit, is it okay if I bring some dinner over?" she asked. To be honest, I had lost all of my interest in life, and food especially, so the idea of a real dinner was very appealing. "Sure come on over, the door is open to you." I said.

Penny showed up with a lasagna in a dish and a couple of bottles of wine. The lasagna was fantastic, but the conversation and the wine were the real benefits. We talked and laughed over just about everything except for Kathy. Towards the end of the evening, having finished the two bottles of wine that she had brought and one that I had, I realized that we would have to call it a night. But I also realized that I was too drunk to take Penny home, and she was too drunk to drive as well. 

In the past, Penny had been to our house before and in the interests of public safety had stayed in our guest bedroom when she had imbibed a little too much, so I offered that room to her. Penny readily accepted, and we walked up to her room when I told her how much I appreciated her coming over and how beneficial it had been to have her company. Penny moved toward me to give me a hug, and while I am not a hugging kind of guy, she felt wonderful in my arms. Looking up at her, I saw her bend her head to kiss me, and I felt a woman's lips on mine for the first time in more than three months, and it was wonderful! I began kissing her softly on the lips, but we moved beyond that to an open mouthed kiss with her tongue probing my mouth. And boy was I getting horny, from her kisses to the soft pillows of her breasts being pressed to my chest.

And then I stopped her. I know, I know, you are probably asking what the fuck is wrong with me? To be honest, I wasn't sure either, but I told Penny "I am enjoying this very much, but I don't want to screw this up because we had too much to drink." Penny stopped, nodded and gave me a light peck on the lips and told me that she appreciated that, and that I was right. Turning she went into her room and I turned and went to mine, kicking myself the whole way. What in the hell was wrong with me?

Stripping my clothes, I climbed into bed wearing only my hard on. I considered jerking off, but decided that would still be unsatisfactory. So, I rolled over and started to doze off, when I felt the bed move. Looking up, I saw Penny, nude and delightful, as she shushed me and climbed in beside me. She wrapped around me, and the feelings of her breasts against my skin, as well as the heat from her crotch on my thigh woke me up completely. Penny then whispered to me "One time when I stayed over here, I had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and as I walked by I saw your door was open and you were making love to Kathy. I wanted what she was getting, and I want the same now."


Norman Conquest



Who am I to argue with a lady? So we began kissing and I put my hand on her breast, feeling the soft fluffiness as I rolled the nipple between my finger and thumb. Penny arched her back, pressing her breast to my hand, while my other hand went to between her legs and my middle finger penetrated to the wetness of her pussy. She gasped as my finger found the rough contours of her G spot and she sighed out loud. We continued kissing before I broke off and started kissing my way down her neck to her other breast that was unoccupied. Licking it for a few minutes, I then continued kissing my way down her flat stomach and soon arrived at her hairless pussy and paused for a moment to admire the beauty of the thing before I dove in and started licking up and down and then settled on her clit while I kept pressure up on her G spot. 

It didn't take long before Penny started to arch her back and going "Ungh, ungh, ungh," and then screeched as her body collapsed back down on the bed. I continued to nibble softly at her lips, sucking the inner lips into my mouth before moving back to slowly lick her clit. Eventually, I could tell the stimulation was too much for her, and I moved back up to between her legs, and while grabbing my dick, I lubricated it with her secretions and began to slowly push into her. It took a lot of short jabbing strokes to get about halfway in when she stopped me and had me roll over on my back so she could take me at her speed and depth, which I gladly did.

I enjoy women who are multiorgasmic, and it was obvious that Penny was as she would sink down a little bit then rise up and back down, so by the time she had me all the way in, she collapsed onto my chest as she shuddered through another orgasm. After a brief pause, she started riding me again, rising up and then back down, then rubbing her pubic bone against mine and then repeating the process until she had another orgasm. 

Eventually she had enough and rolled over pulling me with her so that I was now in the missionary position and I started thrusting in and out, concentrating only on my own pleasure until I exploded inside her soft silky wetness and fell to my elbows, not wanting to crush her.

After all the wine and the sexual satisfaction, we both fell asleep and remained that way until morning. Waking up, I gazed at the beauty of the feminine form next to me and began playing with her breast. Penny started waking up and reached down and grabbed my dick which was already hard and swung her leg over and started lowering herself down again, when she gasped "I'm still sore from last night but it is such a good soreness." She rode me for a while then pulled me over and I finished inside of her for the second time.

Getting up, I offered for her to join me in the shower, but she said that she had to get home right away and quickly got dressed, kissed me goodbye and was out the door. This left me wondering what the hell happened? But I was too enthralled by the night before, I figured even if it was a one off, it was so well worth it, and so I got a shower and headed in to work with the best attitude I had had in a long time.

I thought about calling Penny, but because I wasn't sure that she regretted what we had done, I left her alone. At the end of the day I headed for home and was surprised to see Penny's car in the driveway. Surprised, delighted, but also a little concerned, that she wanted to tell me what had happened last night was just a drunken mistake and that it would never happen again, I entered the house to find her wearing an apron with nothing else on while she was making stroganoff. Walking up behind her, I reached around with my hands on her breasts and started to nuzzle her neck as she leaned back against me. 

My hands moved south to her pussy and I pulled it open and then started stroking her clit as she moaned into my mouth as I kissed her. She pulled me to the bedroom and got on all fours with her ass facing me, inviting me and my rock hard dick to take her, which I did. This time was less about making love and more about just fucking. Looking at the mirror as I rode her, I could see her breasts swinging back and forth with every thrust as her ass rippled at the same time. The image was too much and it didn't take long for me to explode inside of her, and as I did, she shrieked and fell forward as her orgasm passed over her in waves rippling out and back again.

Recovering, we went back and finished making dinner, still nude except for her wearing an apron. I expressed my gratitude to her for coming back, and she let me know that she wasn't going to give me up any time soon. After dinner, we went back to the bedroom where she again fucked me until I shot my cum up into her pussy. Then she got off of me and said that she had to get home, quickly dressed, kissed me good bye and headed back to her house.

The rest of the week followed the same pattern, whether we went out for dinner, or a movie, or a walk, or even just sitting at home and chatting, by the end of the evening, she would screw me blind, get dressed and head for home. 

I started to get a little bit paranoid. I mean, I am a guy, so my standards of cleanliness are not the same as a woman's, so I hired a cleaning lady to spruce up the place. But for the next week after that in spite of the house and the shower being clean, we repeated the process and each time Penny left with at least one load of cum in her and headed for home. Not that I am complaining mind you. The only time I didn't cum in her pussy, she was trying to give me a blow job, but could only get the head into her mouth. As I said before, I can't cum in a woman's mouth, so eventually in spite of her best efforts, she gave up and finished me off with her hands, letting my cum spray all over her breasts, which she then slowly rubbed all over her chest, concentrating on her tits. That was pretty spectacular, and I was hard again in no time and once more finished off in her delightful pussy.

Eventually, we were sitting and talking when I asked Penny about what she knew when she called me that day in June to tell me to go home. I wasn't sure that I wanted to go there, but my curiosity got the best of me. Penny just sighed, and then began to tell me what had happened before in my marriage.

"You know that Kathy is a submissive right?" she asked. I told her no, that we didn't do any dominance or submission stuff. 

"Well, Kathy had done a good job of hiding it from both you and herself all these years, but yes, she really is submissive. We women talk about sex all the time, so I learned from her that she knew that Sandy was having regular orgies at the house. From the way she told me, I knew that while she wanted to disapprove, that she also secretly wanted to be a part of it. And one day she came home to find Sandy having a gang bang with the three guys you found her with. At first, Kathy was mad as hell, but Sandy just ignored her and kept riding the dick that she was on at the moment. Kathy started calling Sandy a slut and a cunt, then Sandy got off of the guy and walked over to Kathy and slapped her in the face. Sandy then told Kathy that she knew that she wasn't having sex with you, Norman, and that her problem was that she was just becoming a used up dried out old cunt as Sandy put it. And with that Sandy slapped Kathy again."

"Kathy started to say something to Sandy after the second slap but Sandy was too quick, ordering the three guys to grab Kathy and strip her naked. Kathy put up the appearances of struggling to avoid being stripped but it was apparent to all present that Kathy really didn't mind. In no time at all Kathy was standing naked before the other four, when Sandy ordered her to lay on her stomach on the bed and began spanking Kathy with an open hand. Blow after blow fell on Kathy's ass but she made no motions to stop it. "

"Eventually, Sandy stopped and told the guy she had been riding to get on Kathy and fuck her good. Which he did, then the other two guys did as well. At one point, while being ravaged from behind, Sandy moved her pussy to her mother's face and made her start licking it."

"Are you saying that she was raped?" I asked.

"Well, if you mean forcible sex, then yes she was raped, but if you mean unwilling forcible sex, no, she wanted it. She just couldn't admit it to herself, or to you for that matter. "

"Is that why you called me on that day, to tell me she wanted to be raped?"

"Oh, no, she had been doing it with Sandy and the boys for at least a couple of months before that day. She told me about it just after it happened, and I wanted her to tell the police, but that was when she said that she had to have that kind of sex in order to feel fulfilled. I called you because she asked me to do so."

"Why in the hell would she want you to do that?" 

"Kathy couldn't tell you what she needed, so she wanted you to find out."

"Let me get this right, she wanted to be forcibly taken, part of a gang rape to be used as a slut, and as I remember, is that she thought I would enjoy watching her. That shit makes no sense."

"One of the things that she complained about you was how nice you are. She secretly wanted you to take her forcibly, grab her hair and pull her head back while you fucked her in the ass. Just taking what you want from her with no regard for her feelings.

"Why didn't she tell me that she wanted that?" I asked.

"You don't understand, she needed for you to figure it out. If she told you, it would lessen the feelings of submission."

"Well, how in the hell was I supposed to know that? I was always kind and loving like a husband should be. I would have thought it demeaning if I just grabbed her and threw her onto the bed and fucked her hard. How could I have been so wrong?

"Norman, people are complex. Someone in Kathy's position is even more complex. She loved you and loved being married to you, but she also needed to be a submissive slut who allowed her innermost complex desires to be expressed at the direction of someone dominant. She wanted to be both the Madonna and the whore, to appear as your loving wife while at the same time to have her carnal urges slaked by a string of people that didn't care for her."

"I feel like I don't even know the woman I was married to all those years. Is she still being submissive?" I asked.

"Well, yes." Penny answered, which instantly triggered my curiosity.

"How do you know, I mean, whom is she being a submissive to? Is it Sandy?" I said.

Penny replied "It's interesting that you ask if it's Sandy, but no, it's not her. Sandy is really more of a free spirit than an actual dominant. True Dominants are rare, and most of them are sociopaths. She only got Kathy to express her submissive desires because Sandy could figure out that was what she wanted. Sandy enjoys her orgies with her fuck buddies, but Sandy could be submissive as well if the mood strikes her."

"But I thought you said that when Kathy first encountered the orgy, that Sandy made her eat her pussy. Incestuous lesbianism seems like it's being dominating."

"Yes, but that's why I say Sandy is more of a free spirit. She sensed a need in her mother and she helped to fulfill it. Think of it as a loving act."

"Now I am really confused. Having your mother eat your pussy while she is being raped doesn't seem like a loving act. But I guess that I am at a loss to understand Kathy anyway. You said that she is still being submissive but that it's not Sandy. Who is she being a submissive to then?"

"Me."

At that moment, I don't think the word "stunned" is adequate to explain how I was feeling. Here was this beautiful woman who seemed to love me, a wonderful partner in the pleasures of the flesh, and she just told me that she was dominating my ex-wife. I mean, how the heck do you respond to that?

So, I said the only thing my brain could formulate at the moment: "Excuse me?"

"Oh, Norman, I am so sorry to have to tell you this way, but you do deserve an explanation, and I have been trying to figure out a way to explain what all has happened, but nothing else seems to work. Would you please withhold judgment until I explain how this came about? I know that you may be tempted to just kick me out of your life, but I really do want you to know that I am in love with you and would never do anything to hurt you. Would you please let me explain?

"Penny, in these last few weeks, I have come to really love you, and today, you have let me know that I didn't have a fucking clue as to what was going on with Kathy. I guess I don't have a choice except to have you explain, and then figure out where we go from there.

"Let me start at the beginning." She said. "When Kathy and I became friends, those years ago, it was before I came to know you. After I met you, I wanted you, but you were married to my best friend. I would come around every chance I could to see her, but it was really to see you. I thought at first you weren't interested in me, but then I noticed how you would surreptitiously look at me. But still, you were married to my best friend, so I just had to resign myself to the idea that you were unavailable."

"Then, like I said before, I stayed at your house that night after drinking too much, and when I went to the bathroom, I saw you and Kathy making love. What I didn't tell you is that it made me so horny, I had to rub one out myself while I was watching. I came at the same time as you did."

"It was about that time that Kathy started expressing her need to be dominated. I thought about approaching you with what she wanted, but that's really not something you talk to your best friend's husband about. Kathy and I sort of bumped along, talking about her needs and what Sandy was doing. That was when I suggested to Kathy that she confront Sandy about her almost weekly orgies. I didn't mean it to come out the way it did, I thought she just wanted Sandy to stop before you found out. After it happened and Kathy told me, I realized that she really did want what Sandy was getting."

"I tried to talk her out of it for the sake of your marriage, and she sort of wanted to stop, but every time that she came home and found Sandy fucking the boys, or sometimes, the boys would come over without Sandy to fuck her, she never stopped them. As long as they were willing to abuse her, she was happy about it. She started trying to get me to tell you to come home when she knew she was going to be fucked, but I couldn't do it until that day."

"After you kicked her out, she came to live with me. The first month she spent in bed crying about how she fucked up, although she did intersperse it with more orgies with Sandy and the boys. By the end of the second month, she was barely working and had lost all interest in living beyond her fucks with Sandy and her friends."

"I finally had enough and confronted her. When I told her that she had fucked it up but that there was nothing she could do about it now, she just started bawling. To be honest, I probably overreacted, but after listening to her whine and moan, I had enough, so I slapped her." What she did next surprised me, in that she said 'thank you Mistress.' I understood then that she needed me to take over who she was submissive to. The boys and Sandy were fine for a bit, but she really needed a long term, stable, mature dominant to make her happy."

"So, I ordered her to strip, which she immediately did, and I had her lay across the ottoman and started spanking her bare butt with my hand. I don't know why I let myself go, but I really got into it, swatting her butt, looking at it turn red with every stroke. I didn't stop until she was bawling and begging me to stop, that the pain was too much, so I did. But then I thought, now what? I could see that I could get Kathy out of Sandy and her friend's clutches if I played my cards right, so I went into full dominance mode."

"I asked her who her Mistress was, and she told me that I was. Then I told her that she was not to have anyone else touch her pussy or ass without my permission, and that included Sandy and her friends. She understood, and seemed to be relieved. I think she realized that the kids were starting to get out of control with her and who knows what would have been up next. But first I had to cement my role over her and I pulled off my pants and panties and told her to pleasure me. It wasn't that I really needed a woman to eat me out, but I cared for my friend and she needed to be protected from herself, so that meant I had to fulfill her needs. Although I will have to admit that she was really pretty good with that tongue, and I had her stay at it until I came."

"We continued with me spanking her and then having her eat me out for a while, but it seemed to be kind of a dead end. That was about the time that I decided to see you. I figured at that point you two were never going to get back together, and I really did want to see you. I came over that night, not intending to take you to my bed, but I am glad that it happened. The next morning, I went back home and before I could get in the shower, there was Kathy in her submissive role. So I took advantage and told her to start eating me out again. As she did, I told her that she was sucking up your cum, and that was as close as she would ever get to it again. That made her go wild and she gave me the best tongue lashing I have ever had from her."

"We continued like that for a while, although there was that time I jerked you off over my tits, and that caused her to spend a good half hour trying to get all the cum off of me with her tongue. I had to admit that I enjoyed it, but I was really only doing it for Kathy. She needed someone in her life to be the adult and take control over her. I think she felt that by cleaning me up, she was atoning for what she did to you."

"Norman, I am in love with you, and I hope you understand that what I did with Kathy was because she is my friend. I know how you feel about her, and if you tell me to end it with her I will. But I really do love you both, although in different ways, and I just want to see both of you happy."

"Wow!" was all that I could think for a while. Finally, I was able to get my thoughts together enough to ask what Penny wanted us to do. I told her that I was in love with her, and I kind of understood why she had been doing with Kathy what had already happened. But I asked her "Do you want to be with me, or do you want to be with Kathy?"

"Norman, you are so silly, I want to be with you. I am not a lesbian, and I am really only bi to the extent that my friend needed me to be. If you tell me to get rid of Kathy, I will. You are the one that I want."

"Let me think about it." I said "So long as you want to be with me, I don't care about much of anything else at the moment." And then we went into our bedroom, and I must admit, the image in my mind of Kathy eating Penny caused me to redouble my efforts at eating her pussy. We made love several times that night, and for the first time in a long time Penny spent the night with me and didn't go home.

Over the next couple of weeks, Penny ended up moving in with me. It was always such a pleasure to come home at the end of the day and find her there, waiting. God, I loved that woman. In the next few days, we ended up christening every room in the house, sometimes more than once. We were not only sexually compatible, but compatible in every other way. Just spending time with her, even if she wasn't naked and riding my dick was just pure joy.

But then I came home after a long day at work, and there was Penny, just wearing her apron again. Pleasantly surprised, I moved to engulf her in my arms and to kiss her, when she put her hand on my chest and asked to me to "Hold that thought." Then she turned and looked upstairs and said "Pet! Get down here now!"




Norman Conquest



Once again, I was dumbfounded as I saw Kathy coming down the stairs. She was dressed in her business suit with a jacket and a skirt that went to just above her knees, just like she went to work every day when we were married. "What the fuck is that cunt doing here?" I growled.

"Hang on Norman, and give me some time to let this develop" Penny said. I agreed, but I also wanted to go back to the office and grab my pistol and end the cunt's pathetic life.

"Pet, why are you here?" Penny asked. Kathy the cunt was holding her hands in front of her and looked like she was going to cry with her head bent down to her chest. "I am here to apologize to Master Norman, Mistress" she said.

"And why are you apologizing Pet? Penny asked? 

"For being a stupid cunt Mistress. Someone who is not worthy of a Master like Master Norman."

"Well, you have that right, but go ahead, say what you want to say." Penny instructed her. 

"Master Norman, I am a worthless cunt who has betrayed you because of my own selfish stupidity. I am not worthy of your mercy, but this Pet needs to let you know how horribly I feel about what I did to you." Kathy answered.

"You stupid cunt." I began "Why would I want your apology? For that matter, why should I even let you live?" At this, I could see that Kathy was definitely frightened of me, and she began sobbing.

"Please Master Norman, please let me live, I will do anything for you. You loved me once, please let me make it up to you."

"Cunt, I am in love with your Mistress now, you are nothing to me anymore. There is nothing that you can do or say that will change how I feel about you." 

At this point, Penny stepped in again and ordered Kathy to strip, which she began doing, although apparently too slowly for Penny who walked up to her and slapped her face, hard. I must admit, I was somewhat surprised at how hard she did hit the cunt. "I told you to get those clothes off, and I want it done now" Penny said, and Kathy the cunt rapidly undressed leaving her wearing only her stockings and high heels, but otherwise naked.

"Bend over the sofa" Penny commanded, and Kathy did so. At that point, Penny brought out a Ping Pong paddle from beside the table and started wailing away at Kathy's ass with it. I have to admit, watching Kathy's ass turn red from the beating and listening to her crying out was somewhat of a turn on, and I started to get hard while watching the love of my life wearing only an apron, her tits swinging free of even that with every stroke, smacking the ass of my ex-wife.

"Finally, with Kathy bawling over the back of the sofa, Penny stopped and addressed Kathy: "Cunt! I told you that your ass and pussy only belong to me, is that true?" "Yes Mistress" Kathy was finally able to stammer out. 

"Have you had a cock anywhere near your pussy or ass since I told you that you belong to me? Penny asked? No, Mistress, just the dildos you have fucked me with to reward me when I have been good. Otherwise, no man has touched me."

"Do you want a cock Pet?" Penny asked. "Only if you will allow it Mistress. I will do anything for you" Kathy responded. With that, Penny walked over to me and undid my belt and dropped my trousers, showing my growing cock. She then dropped down and started to suck and stroke it until it reached full hardness while I watched Kathy turn her head and see what Penny was doing.

Penny then stood up and whispered in my ear "Fuck her Norman, fuck her hard. Punish her for what she did to you." I had to admit, that did seem like a good idea at the moment, and with Penny pulling on my dick, I went over behind Kathy and roughly shoved my dick into her pussy. Because of the time without a dick, Kathy's cunt had shrunk, so when I plunged in, she shrieked in pain, and I didn't care. In fact it turned me on more than ever, and I began to hate fuck that bitch like a demon possessed. I grabbed her hair and jerked it back, using it as leverage to push deeper and deeper into her, and just started to pound the bejeezus out of her.

When Kathy stopped crying and began moaning, I realized that she was starting to enjoy what I was doing to her, which just raised my rage level that much more. Using only the lubricant from her pussy, I pulled out of her cunt and aimed at her ass and shoved it in just as hard as I could. Kathy started screaming and tried to get away, but Penny grabbed hold of her waist and began paddling her butt at the same time, telling her to shut up and take it.

I could start feeling that it was getting close to my orgasm, when Penny whispered in my ear "Don't cum in her, she isn't worth it. Pull out when you are close." Since I was already close I pulled back out and stood there, my dick once again bloody from ripping her open.

Penny then told Kathy to get down and suck her shit off of my cock, but she was not allowed to make me cum, and Kathy spun around and started licking up and down my cock while I held her head by grabbing her hair. Meanwhile, Penny had sat back down and was furiously rubbing her pussy with one hand while pulling on her nipple with the other. That sight was starting to make me get close again, and I stopped Kathy, and looked to Penny. Penny beckoned me on over, and I lovingly kissed her lips and caressed her breast at the same time. Penny scooted her ass to the edge of the sofa and guided my cock into her waiting pussy,

I went slow at first, but after all of the other stimulation, and Penny sticking her tongue in my ear, I picked up the pace and finally erupted into her pussy. I lay on top of her for a few minutes, trying to regain my breath before I finally rolled off of her. At that, Penny beckoned to Kathy who immediately sank to her knees between Penny's legs and began licking my cum from her.

Being with Penny was always a collage of conflicting emotions. I loved her dearly, and I loved how she loved me. And at that moment, I understood that what she was doing with Kathy really was because she loved her as well. 

After Kathy finished cleaning Penny, and Penny having a series of orgasms, Penny told her to get her toys. I was confused, but Kathy jumped up like a kid at Christmas told to go ahead and open all her presents. Kathy ran back upstairs to the guest room and came back with a couple of dildos and a strap on belt. Penny then told her to pick her favorite dildo, which Kathy did and handed it to Penny along with the strap on belt. Penny put the dildo in the strap on belt and then fastened the belt around her waist then moved behind Kathy who was on all fours, and Penny started to fuck Kathy with the strap on.

You can look at all the porn in the world, but there was nothing like seeing the woman you love fucking your ex-wife. With each thrust, Kathy would moan and pant while her tits swung back and forth. At the same time, Penny's breasts were bouncing up and down with every lunge as well. They went at it for around twenty minutes before Kathy started to keen and then that grew to a full on wail as she approached her orgasm. Finally, reaching the release she was seeking, Kathy bucked and bucked and fell forward onto the floor in a sobbing heap of flesh.

Penny withdrew and took the belt off to come sit beside me on the sofa. By this time, I had gotten hard again. I had Penny sit on my dick in the reverse cowgirl so that we could watch Kathy. That was when I told Kathy to pick a dildo and fuck herself with it as she watched a loving couple make love, which we did. I pretty much forgot about Kathy as Penny and I made love, at least until I heard Kathy moaning, and looking over saw that she had buried the biggest dildo as far into her cunt as she could while she violently twisted a nipple at the same time. 

Finishing off inside of Penny, I told Kathy to come over and clean up "The Woman I love." When she was done, Penny sent Kathy back upstairs to the guest room, and we went to our bedroom and fell into a deep sleep.

Over the next three months, there were quite a few changes in my life. Penny and I got married, even had Kathy as the Bridesmaid. Kathy moved permanently into the guest bedroom. 

We got one of those extra large dog beds from Costco and put it at the end of our bed. That way, when Kathy needed attention, she would come in and start out by lying there, just like a good pet would. If we were feeling kind, we would involve her in submissive activities, usually having to prepare Penny orally, while I twisted her nipples or fucked her with a dildo. Then when we were done, I would have Kathy clean Penny orally while I paddled her butt.

Talking to Penny one night, I asked her if she ever felt the need to be submissive and forcibly taken like Kathy was. Penny admitted that there were times that she would like for that to happen. As she put it, in our hectic world, there are times that you just want to surrender yourself to another. Not having any responsibility for what happens, but just made to go with the flow. 

So we worked out a signal when she needed to be taken. She has a silk robe with a silk sash to tie it off. If I come in the bedroom and the sash is lying on the bed, I wait for her to come out of the bathroom and bind her hands behind her back with it. I then spank her, although not as hard as I spank Kathy. Then I take her doggy style while twisting her breasts as far as they can go. Afterwards, we have Kathy apply lotion to her bottom and then use her tongue on her breasts and pussy to ease the pain. Then we all sleep together in the same bed with Penny in the middle of the two people who love her the most.

We continued like this for a while until one evening Kathy came home late from work. When she walked in through the door, you could instantly see that something was wrong. Penny looked at her and said, "What did you do now Pet?" and with that, Kathy started crying.

"Forgive me Mistress, but I have done a terrible thing. You know that I have been trying to sell that house on Front Street, and I thought I had a couple who were interested in it. When we went to look at it again, they told me that they were interested in another house instead. I tried to sell them on how much better of a house mine was, but they wouldn't change their minds. Then the husband asked me what I would be willing to do to make the deal go through. I had no choice but to say 'Anything you want."

"What they wanted was to both fuck your miserable pet. They told me to strip, and I did, then the husband started spanking me while the wife twisted my nipples until I was crying. The husband fucked me in my pussy and then used my ass while I was made to lick his wife. I felt so degraded and humiliated, and loved every minute of it at the same time."

Penny just exploded at that. "You stupid bitch! How dare you, after I told you that your pussy and ass belong only to me. Now you have put my husband at risk of getting a venereal disease. I can't believe how stupid you are. Get upstairs and douche your pussy and ass then get back down here when you are done."

Kathy was crying as she headed up the stairs. I turned to Penny and asked what she was going to do, and Penny let me know that she would handle the situation. Finally Kathy came down still dressed in her work clothes, and Penny sent her back to change into loose fitting sweats. When she came down this time, Penny kissed me and said that she would be right back, and took Kathy with her and they drove away.

I wasn't sure what the hell was going on, but I was becoming more used to that feeling all the time. After about two hours, Penny and Kathy came back, and just as they left, Kathy was crying. I asked Penny what happened, and Penny just turned to Kathy and said "Show him. Show your Master what you have made me do to you." And with that, Kathy lifter her shirt to show two new rings that had been placed on her nipples with a gold chain between them. Then she lowered her pants to show me the two rings in her pussy, one on each of the large lips, centered over her vagina. That was when Penny produced a small padlock, like the kind you find on luggage, and pushing the two rings together, she secured them with the lock. 

"There" Penny said, "That will keep you from humping everyone who comes along, you stupid slut. Tomorrow, I am taking you to the doctor to make sure you don't have any disease. I am keeping one key and giving the other to your Master. You will not fuck anyone else with that pussy unless we give you permission. I would have sealed up your ass as well, but that would have been unhygienic. The nipple piercings are just to remind that I could rip those tits off of you at any time I want. Do you understand?

"Yes Mistress" Kathy bawled, "I will never do it again, I just needed to make the sale."

The results from the doctor came back showing that there was nothing to worry about, but the doctor did comment on the labia rings. 

The only other time we had a problem with her was when she managed to flip the lock up between her lips of her pussy so that it was pressing on her clit. Penny noticed that Kathy was cumming and she was the one who discovered how Kathy was cheating, so Penny punished her with the Ping Pong paddle again. Only this time, Penny just fucked her with a dildo but never let her achieve orgasm.

Talking it over, we agreed that we were probably not meeting Kathy's need to be humiliated. So we had her hair dyed a fluorescent red and had a mask painted on her face like they use at Mardi Gras. I then took her to my work on a Friday afternoon wearing only a coat, and let everyone there fuck her anyway that they wanted. Morale improved dramatically. At the end of the night, she was a wore out soggy, spermy mess, but I hadn't seen her so happy in a long time. 

After that, every month or so, we would arrange for Kathy to be gang banged and used as a slut to both men and women. One time, we even had Sandy and her husband, who was the guy she was fucking when I walked in, and her two friends come over to gang bang her again while Penny rode my cock as we watched. 

One night when Penny was at basketball practice, I was sitting in my chair with Kathy kneeling naked at my side as I stroked her hair. She was almost purring from the attention. Suddenly, a thought occurred to me, and I addressed Kathy "Pet, do you remember that day I caught you?" 

"Yes Master, that was when I was an out of control slut. Now I am only a slut for you and Mistress. Why do you ask?"

"You told me that you thought I wanted to see you being screwed by Sandy's friends, and you told me that you had looked at my browser history to find that I was reading about cuckolds and them watching their wives be fucked. What do you know about browser histories?"

"Only what Mistress Penny had shown me. She looked on your computer and said that there were links to cuckold sites and stories about men with small penises who like to see their wives screwed by men with big dicks. She said that you probably wanted that too and I should do it to make you happy."

"Pet, do you think that I have a small penis?"

"Oh no Master, yours is the biggest cock that I have . . . . wait. Did Mistress Penny mislead me Master?"

"Never you mind Pet. You are right where you belong, and I love my Pet, just as I love my Penny, your Mistress. We will never discuss this again. Is that clear?"

"Yes Master, as you wish." And with that she put it out of her head and sat back for me to continue stroking her hair.

Overall, life is great. I have the most wonderful wife in the world who loves me, and we have a pet that we could do anything to. I have overcome my hatred for Kathy mostly because I realized that she was a flawed human being, but is a great pet. In fact, it's how I think of her most of the time. Like a beloved family dog, she does sometimes screw up and need to be punished but she is also loyal and just wants to be loved.

Yes, I am a lucky son of a gun. I have a fantastic life with an ex-wife who is my pet to be used for my personal pleasure as I want. I have a lovely and loving wife who apparently will do anything for me.

I will however, never do anything that will give her a reason to get rid of me.