My Best Friend Employs Me Pt. 08

Today, however, Svetlana was in an upbeat mood, and allowed the cage to cool for the full twenty minutes. My hands were still tied behind my back, to prevent me from making any stupid decisions. She went and retrieved the cock-cage and a large bag of ice from the freezer. I hated this part but knew exactly what was expected of me. Svetlana placed the bag of ice on a wooden chair, and I sat down on it.

Oh fuck! No matter how many times I did this, the shock was still incredible. The ice was really uncomfortable to sit on, as it started to freeze my nuts and asshole. It did an incredible job of making an erection disappear within a couple of minutes, but I just couldn't wait to get off that fucking chair.

As soon as my cock was flaccid, and my balls had tried to get up into my body seeking warmth, she would lock me back in the cage. Her soft manicured hands would feel so warm to the touch. She would handle me so gently as she knelt before me. All that I could think about was her cutting me some slack, and jerking me off to an orgasm. It would have only taken a few seconds, for sure. Of course, it never happened.

Svetlana would close the cage and get her neck uncomfortably close to my cock, in order to lock it with her key. Then, knowing the effect she had on me, she would remain on her knees and look up at me. Her eyes were naturally green. However, Adrian had purchased her the exact same shade of blue eye contacts that my wife wore. Svetlana wore those daily at work now.

As she knelt before me, I also noticed that her light brown hair was several shades lighter. She looked great as a dirty blonde, and I wondered if Adrian was transitioning her into a platinum blonde, like Stacey and, more recently, my wife. Svetlana was on her feet now, mocking me with her piercing blue eyes. My cock was warming up to room temperature and blood was flowing to it as it tried to get erect.

Svetlana dismissed with a slap on my ass and a cheerful "see you tomorrow morning!"

Over the weeks Svetlana changed. She did eventually end up with platinum blonde hair, and she was growing it out now. She looked fantastic with straight, almost white hair, flowing half way down her back. She was also obsessed with her weight and working out. She already had a dynamite body, but as she continued to tone it, she took on the appearance of a fitness model. Her abs were fantastic, and she took to wearing crop-tops to display them.

Next up for the young Czech girl were hair extensions, and that made her even hotter. I was hard anytime I was in her presence, albeit crammed into the cock-cage, that bit into my cock when it tried to get erect.

Svetlana ended up taking two weeks off of work at the beginning of the summer. My cock-cage inspections and cleaning were handled by Adrian's part-time nurse, Mary, and were much less enjoyable. She was way too professional and never took the gloves off. She had also figured out that the key could be removed from the chain. So she didn't need to kneel in front of me to unlock the cage.

She would have me lie on the table in the games room and give me a very clinical inspection, without coming close to me. If the cage needed cleaning, she would toss me some wet wipes to clean my genitalia, while the cage was off. I missed Svetlana's soft touch.

When Svetlana returned to work she had undergone a physical transformation, and looked like a total bimbo. She had enhanced her breasts through surgery, had collagen lip injections, and her eyebrows were tattooed. She looked harder, like a porn star but so fucking sexy. She had lost a couple more pounds, and was very proud to be almost at her goal weight.

The first time she knelt before me to inspect my cock-cage was really painful for me. Her hair was almost white, her eyes piercing blue, and she was so lean and toned. My cock was straining against the cage, especially when she decided it needed sterilizing. Watching her fish the key out from between her recently enhanced breasts, was awesome.

I figured Adrian was fucking Svetlana, as he had paid for her new look. What guy drops six thousand dollars on a set of bolt-ons for someone he is not fucking? Anyway, I found out a few days later, when I walked in on them at the pool house. I was just following my daily check list, and the next item was replacing the pool heater filter.

I entered the pool house to find Adrian fucking Svetlana in the guest bedroom. They were under the covers in the missionary position. Adrian's muscular back was exposed, and Svetlana's manicured fingertips were visible, as she caressed the back of his neck while they kissed. The rest of their bodies were hidden under the duvet. Even though I was no longer permitted to fuck Sara, as far as I knew Adrian and her were monogamous. Well, other than when he gifted her to other men. But he wasn't supposed to be fucking anyone else.

"What the hell are you doing, Adrian?" I asked in an uncharacteristic challenge of him. "You are not supposed to be fucking other women. I am going to tell Sara."

"Sara already knows all about Svetlana," Adrian responded calmly. "She is fine with it as Svetlana has been tested."

For the first time since he started to blackmail me, I challenged him.

"Bullshit Adrian," I said angrily. "Sara wouldn't be okay with you being balls-deep in Svetlana."

Svetlana started to laugh, and said, "Relax handsome. Sara knows exactly where Adrian's cock is right now. Trust me."

Adrian probably just wanted me to beat it, so that he could get his rocks off.

I could sense the impatience in his voice as he said, "Ask Sara yourself, if you don't believe me."

The duvet was covering him from his shoulders down. He grabbed hold of it and tossed it away from the bed. As it hit the floor, I recoiled at the sight in front of me.

Adrian was naked, buried balls-deep in Svetlana. A platinum blonde was laying on her stomach on the bed. She was eating Adrian's ass and scratching her fingernails across his buttocks, as he fucked the young Czech girl. I knew it was my wife, even before she removed her tongue from Adrian's black ass, and slowly turned to face me.

We made eye contact. Her piercing blue eyes were glazed over and she was high as a kite. She giggled when she saw me, and I could see she was also very drunk.

"Svetlana has been tested, baby," Sara said, slurring her words. "She is safe for Adrian to enjoy."

Sara and Svetlana were dressed identically in yellow thong bikinis. Svetlana's bikini panties had been pulled to the side, to allow Adrian's cock to enter her tight little pussy.

My wife smiled at me, and I could tell she did not grasp the magnitude of the situation. She giggled, shrugged her shoulders, and then turned her back to me and stuck her tongue back in Adrian's asshole. Sara's thong was nestled between her butt-cheeks, and visibly wet. I assumed she had the magic egg inside her ass, as she was rubbing her thighs together in sexual torment, as she ate Adrian's muscular, black ass.

I turned slowly to leave the pool house but Adrian stopped me in my tracks.

"Don't you want to see your wife get off eating my ass?" he taunted me, as he tapped his Apple Watch.

It was actually just about the last thing I wanted to see, but I couldn't bring myself to leave. I watched transfixed as Sara responded to the increased tempo of the vibrating anal stimulator. She started to flex her ass-cheeks as she approached her orgasm. She was grinding her hips into the bed as she licked Adrian's asshole. At one point, she spread her legs apart and I could see just how wet she was.

"Show hubby your new artwork baby," Adrian said, as Svetlana started to giggle.

Sara removed her manicured hands from Adrian's butt-cheeks and, as she continued to rim him, slowly lowered her yellow bikini bottoms.

I could now see that Adrian had given Sara a tattoo. Actually, three tattoos. Sara had "Black Cock Only" tattooed just above her asshole, with an arrow pointing downwards into her rosebud. Either side of her asshole, on the inner part of her buttocks, she had "BBC" on her left cheek and "SLUT" on her right. Mainstream America would probably have no clue what "BBC" stood for, but I had been around Adrian long enough to know it meant "Big Black Cock!"

"Subtle," I whispered under my breath, although as the three of them were about four feet from me, I was sure they heard me.

Adrian laughed and said, "Sara's punishment for the Sergei stunt. Nice work, don't you think? Now the world will know she is a black cock only slut."

This was all Sara needed to hear. She had a very vocal orgasm, as the combination of the anal stimulation and Adrian's verbal abuse, took her over the edge. Sara came twice in quick succession, and then Adrian told the girls he was close. Sara put her hands back on Adrian's ass, stuck her tongue deep into his asshole, and raked her fingernails tenderly across his buttocks.

Adrian grunted and said "Fuck yeah Sara, you dirty bitch."

His choice of words stirred a memory in me. The night of our anniversary threesome, right before Adrian pissed on my wife in the shower, he had called her a "dirty bitch."

Truth is, my wife did look like a dirty bitch. She had her face between Adrian's muscular ass-cheeks, tongue fully extended inside his asshole, his pleasure seemingly the only thing on earth that mattered to her. Adrian moaned a couple of times at the overwhelming sensory delight. He was having his ass enthusiastically eaten, by my wife, in addition to being balls deep inside the gorgeous Svetlana, who was also doing her best to coax a load from his nuts.

Svetlana had her legs wrapped around Adrian's lower back, was caressing the back of his neck with her beautiful fingernails, and was nibbling his earlobe as she whispered words of encouragement to him. He had a strong rhythm going now, and I envied his position, as he approached his orgasm.

I wanted to leave the room but I was transfixed by the sight of this powerful black man, owning these two platinum blondes. Adrian's back and ass muscles flexed as he fucked Svetlana, and I marveled at his stamina as he continued to pound into her.

"Come inside me, Daddy," Svetlana implored him, using the nickname that Sara had first coined in the back of the limousine.

"I am close," Adrian growled.

A few seconds later, he clenched his ass-cheeks tightly together, and erupted inside Svetlana's tight, young pussy. He let out a low guttural moan as he came inside Svetlana, and continued to thrust deeply for several more moments, as he emptied his nuts.

Sara kept eating his ass the whole time he orgasmed, and finally he stopped thrusting. Svetlana and Adrian started to kiss tenderly, and my wife remained on her stomach with her tongue buried in his asshole.

I wondered how long Adrian would make my wife rim him. I got my answer several minutes later, as he reached behind his back and tapped her on the top of her head. She withdrew her tongue from his ass, and he slowly uncoupled from Svetlana. Once he had pulled his softening cock from the young Czech girl, he scooted slowly up her body and, as he straddled her upper body, she started to suck their combined juices from his cock.

Sara knew what was expected of her, and as Svetlana cleaned Adrian's cock, my wife lowered her face hungrily to Svetlana's gaping pussy, and began to greedily slurp up Adrian's ejaculate. She was making lewd sounds as she sucked his semen out of Svetlana.

Finally, after Adrian decreed that he was clean, Sara scooted up to Svetlana and as they locked lips, she spat Adrian's load into the young girl's eager mouth. They made a big show of snowballing Adrian's semen, passing it back and forth amongst their mouths, until finally they had eaten the last remnants.

"Kiss your hubby, goodbye," he commanded Sara.

My wife obeyed his directive immediately, and staggered over to me, clearly high as a kite, and very drunk. She planted a sloppy kiss on me, and while I could taste Adrian's semen, I was way more concerned about the fact that her tongue had been buried deep in his asshole for the last thirty minutes.

After a long open-mouthed kiss, in which I got to eat some of Adrian's ejaculate, he called her back over to him. Adrian knelt over Svetlana's face and I watched in awe as his cock started to stiffen again.

"Don't you have some work to do, you fucking pussy?" he said forcefully, snapping me out of my trance.

I turned slowly away from this sordid visual, and left the pool house in shame, as the two women worked in tandem to empty Adrian's balls, for the second time.