Debt of Devotion
by @juna**When his mother-in-law moves in for a month, the unemployed husband becomes her target: she wears no underwear under short skirts, catches him looking, and blackmails him into cleaning her bathroom. Every time he tries to jerk off, she waits until he's on the edge, then bursts in to call him a disappointment. Within weeks, he's massaging her feet with a ruined orgasm, his tongue buried in her pussy, and his wife doesn't know her husband is being trained as their pussy slave.**
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The First Glimpse
Valerie sits across from Marcus in the living room, legs uncrossed, skirt hiked high. He tries not to look. He looks. She catches him, her green eyes sharp with triumph. 'You're looking at me like a starving dog,' she says softly. 'Diana deserves to know what kind of man she married.' His stomach drops. She offers him a deal: clean her bathroom, prove he's not a pervert, and she won't tell. He nods, already knowing he's lost.
Chapter 2
In chapter 2 he has a very horny and with no relief from his wife he tries to jerk off. But the bathroom door has no lock and the mother as waiting for him to do that so she could caught him. She it until he is on the edge and them stops him. Every time he jerks off she will be waiting there let him come to the edge and them bust in the room telling him what a disappointment he is. She blackmails him in massaging her feet every day when her daughter is at work. Giving him a good look up her dress. After a week of seeing her pussy everyday and is desperate for release but everytime he jersks off. He tries a couple times a day she is there to stop him when he is close
Tongue's First Duty
His face hovers inches from her cunt, her musky scent flooding his lungs, his hand moving frantically on his cock. She grips his hair and pulls him forward—his first taste is salt and silk and something that makes his mind go blank. She moans, a sound of pure command, and he licks her like a starving man while she counts his strokes. He's on the edge, her thighs tightening around his ears, and when she comes she whispers "now" and he ruins his own orgasm again, cum splashing onto the carpet while her taste lingers on his tongue like a brand.
Kneeling At Her Feet
Three days pass in a haze of her cunt and ruined orgasms. Marcus wakes each morning to find Valerie already waiting on the couch, legs spread, book in hand. He crawls to her without being told now—the shame has thinned into something like hunger. She makes him kneel on the floor, hands behind his back, and use only his tongue while she reads aloud from her novel. He's learned her rhythm, the way she likes his tongue flat and wide, the pressure she needs on her clit. When she comes, she grips his hair and holds him there until he's drowning. His edges while licking her. Only 1 ruined orgasm every other day—his balls ache constantly, his cock leaking pre-cum throughout the day as he does dishes, folds laundry, scrubs her bathroom. She has a new assianment. Lick his wife every night and morging
The Morning After
Valerie is waiting on the couch when he creeps out at dawn, legs already spread, her cunt wet and ready. He kneels before speaking, and she runs her fingers through his hair like he's a pet. 'Tell me everything,' she murmurs. 'Every sound she made. Every twitch. I want to know if you served her well.' He opens his mouth, and the words spill out—his wife's pleasure described in humiliating detail, his tongue still sore from last night. Valerie moans as he talks, touching herself, and when she comes, she pulls him into her heat and makes him clean her, too. 'You belong to both of us now.'