Businessman's Downfall

Judd Wentworth sat at the oversized oak desk in the middle of his private office in his home, staring at the screen of his computer in disbelief. His assets were gone. Well, not gone. They had all been transferred into his wife's name. Tina Wentworth now owned his fortune, his investments, this house and even the computer. He was destitute. It was impossible. Judd grabbed the phone and angrily hit the pre-set number of his attorney, Barnard Chalmers. A secretary answered and -- to Judd's disbelief -- put him on hold. He sat there fuming for nearly five minutes before Chalmers picked up. "Damn it!" Wentworth barked. "Don't you ever leave me waiting like that again. Do you understand?" "I understand that you are no longer my client. I now work for Tina Wentworth. And she pays me better than you ever did, you cheapskate." There was a sharp click as the phone was hung up at the other end. To himself Wentworth said, "This isn't possible." "Actually," came his wife's voice from the doorway, "it is. Your attorney and quite a few other people were happy to help me take over your empire, Juddsy. Now every bit of it is mine." "I won't allow it," he told her hotly. "You don't really have any choice," she informed him in a pleasant tone, smiling evilly. "There should be a piece of mail on there from Chalmers. I suggest you open it and read it." Too stunned to disobey, he did what she advised and read his attorney's -- rather, his wife's attorney's -- explanation that not only was he -- Judd Wentworth -- penniless, but likely to go to jail for many years. And it wouldn't be a 'county club' prison, but a crude place full of thugs and murderers and (he read with special dismay) men who raped other men and turned them into sex slaves. He realized that he had brought this on partly by illegal acts he had commited, but also that other people had conspired to make the case against him as harmful as possible. He looked numbly at his wife. "What do I have to do to... stay out of... prison?" "To keep your ass virgin, you mean?" she asked with a sneer. "You have to do exactly what I tell you, every minute of every day. How does that sound, Juddsy?" "But... I mean... when you say 'everything'...?" "I mean exactly that. For instance, right now you can strip naked." "But Tina..." "Unless you want to be Queen of the Cellblock. I can already picture you on our knees with your -- " "All right," he broke in. "I'll do it. I'll strip." As he unbuttoned his shirt he looked at her. Tina was 25, his trophy wife. He had dumped his first spouse, Denise, who had stood by him in the early years of his career when he had little money. Tina was Judd's reward to himself once he was set for life. She had the shape of a bikini model, long blond hair, and the face of an angel. It hadn't even bothered him that she was taller than he by several inches. That gave him a sense of having made a greater conquest. While he removed his expensive designer shirt and folded it, she eyed him. He was 45, a few pounds overweight, with thinning brown hair. In the three years since their marriage he had treated her as his sex toy and then, when she went along with it, cheated on her anyway. She smiled grimly as he removed his shoes and undid his pants. Tina was eager to exact her revenge. When Judd was down to just his boxer shorts he hesitated. "You don't really need me to take these off? Right? I mean, it's only -- " "Everything, Juddsy. You're not making one of your one-sided business deals now. You're not negotiating. In fact, you have nothing to negotiate with." He reluctantly lowered his shorts, stepped out of them, and set them on a chair, atop his other clothes. Tina snickered at the sight me made. "You know," she said, "if you had treated me better this might not be happening. There were plenty of people who wanted to see you ruined but they all needed me, on the inside, to make it happen. I want you to remember that, Juddsy. You could have avoided everything that's been done already and quite a lot more that's going to follow if you just hadn't been such a piece of shit." Her relentless tone was eroding the last vestiges of his confidence. The situation had seemed like a bad dream at first but now it was becoming all too real. His wife told him to go to a ladderback chair and sit on his hands. The act seemed absurd, calculated to demonstrate her newfound power over him, but he decided not to object, thinking that might be the reaction she was trying to provoke. As he sat there she stode over confidently and stood in front of him, feet planted apart. Along with a snug, sleeveless top, she had on a very short skirt and sexy heels. It was the kind of outfit he insisted she wear. Tina hiked up the skirt and straddled his thighs, then sat on his lap. Her well-formed, slightly overripe breasts (he had made her get them enlarged) were touching his bare chest. She didn?t have a bra on under that tight top. He started to get aroused. "Let's talk about our sex life. Or rather, I'll talk and you can listen. From now on you'll be doing a lot more listening than talking, dearest." She spoke that last word with venom in her tone. "I know how much you enjoy going to bed with me, sticking your skinny, five inch erection inside me, and finishing before I've had chance to get any pleasure for myself. Well, as of this moment, your penetration privledges are revoked. No more putting your little dick in my pussy. But you will be allowed to use your mouth on me down there, as often as I want." "You can't do that," he snapped, suddenly so angry that he forgot his vulnerable status. "I pay all the bills around here and -- " Tina slammed the side of his head with the heel of her hand. Before he could recover she did the same to the other side of his head. "You don't pay the bills anymore because you have no money," she reminded him. "And you will never talk to me like that again because I do have the money, and because I've been taking martial arts classes for the past year, and paid for them out of that pitifully small allowance you gave me." "I... I..." He saw the hopelessness of his situation. "Yes, dear." His dick had wilted. "And..." She paused for effect. "... I've been sleeping with my instructor." Judd's body stiffened but she had only to raise her hand to halt any action he was thinking of taking. He sat there with his mouth shut. "That's a good boy," she congratulated. "I want you to meet the man who taught me how I can beat the crap out of you and who also showed me what it's like to make love with a guy who isn't selfish, doesn't have a shrimpy dick, and can last for more than about a minute and a half." When he wisely made no comment, she went on, "And you'll get to meet him very soon. He should be here in less than a half hour." She stood up and stepped away from her husband. Judd looked up uncertainly at her. "Do I have to stay... um... naked." "As the day you were born," she said sweetly. "And you can put two wine glasses into the fridge to chill. Link prefers his glass chilled and, if that's the way he likes it, then that's the way I like it." Self-concious about his undressed state, Judd went and did as he was told. He turned his predicament over in his mind but could find no way out. When he had done his chore he went to their upstairs bedroom, where he assumed Tina was freshening up. She had done more than that, shedding all her clothes and replacing them with a short, wrap-around robe. He watched her tie the belt and then step into a pair of high-heeled bedroom slippers. Judd wanted to have his old life back right then, to be able to order her into bed and then dictate exactly what they would do there. He was picturing her giving him one of her flawless blowjobs when she interrupted his thoughts. "Link should be here in a few minutes. I'll let him in. You can kneel in the middle of the livingroom, in front of the coffee table, facing the foyer. That way, when he walks in he'll get a good first look at you. I think he'll like seeing you that way, especically after everything I've told him about how you've treated me." Judd paused. He hated the idea of putting himself into that position. Still, she had him by the balls, so he went and did as he had been told. Minutes later the doorbell rang. Tina swept by him, her perfect legs flashing, shown off by the brief garment. He heard her open the door and greet her martial arts instructor. Judd prayed silently that this meeting would be over quickly. The thought of his wife -- his trophy wife -- having sex with this guy infuriated him. Maybe he could try something to break them up, something like -- Link strode into the room, Tina's arm hooked through his. He was tall, athletic, visibly confident and -- Black. Judd's wife had been sleeping with a Black stud. The cuckolded husband nearly swooned at the sight of them together. His mouth worked but no words came. The lovers smiled down at him and Link chuckled. The powerful Black man said, "So you're the bastard that's been mistreating my woman. If she'd let me, I'd put you in the hospital with three quick blows. But she says no -- at least not yet -- and unlike you I respect her wishes. But that doesn't mean I can't do THIS." Without another word Link darted in, kicked the outside of Judd's right thigh, suddenly moved to his other side, and repeated the attack on his opposite leg. Judd howled and fell over onto his side, curled into a fetal ball, and lay there weeping. Tina laughed. Link bent down, caught him under the arm, and yanked him to his feet. He led Judd through the house to one of the guest bedrooms, marched him inside, and slammed him against the wall. Judd grunted and slid to the floor. He tried to rise but his legs hurt too much from the expertly placed strikes. Instead he just cowered there and tried to stop crying. Link took Tina in his arms and bent his face down toward her upturned features. They kissed unhurriedly, enjoying the feel of each other's moving tongues. Judd's stomach turned over from what he was witnessing. The big Black man gently untied Tina's robe. She slowly pulled it open to let him see that she wore nothing underneath. Link's large hands fitted themselves over her full breasts and carressed them lightly. She arched her back and purred in response. Then those powerful hands roamed all over her unresisting body. At the same time, he told Judd to get up onto his knees so he could see what was going to happen on the bed. The battered husband groaned as he forced himself up off the floor. The lovers got each other naked and fell onto the mattress. Tina got onto her knees and Link put himself behind her, his rigid cock aimed at her sex. She told him she wanted to be 'used hard' and he said that was exactly what he intended to do. Judd knelt there, in pain, and watched that impressive Black cock get thrust into his wife's wet pussy in one long motion. She moaned and shoved her hips back to make sure she had all of it inside her. Then Link began to use long fast strokes to give both of them maximum pleasure. He kept on tirelessly, something Judd had never been able to do. Even though he was watching another man satisfy his wife, the cuckold couldn't stop himself from getting his own erection. Tina glanced over and laughed at him. "Look at that, Link. My useless husband got hard from seeing you fuck me. Get a look at how small his dick is, even when it's standing at attention. I'll never let him put that little pee wee in me again." "Right, baby," Link seconded. "He doesn't deserve a fine piece of ass like you. You need somebody like me who can pump you all night long." "Ohhhh, yeah," she sighed. "Don't stop. I want loser-boy there to see how it's done right. Look at it, Juddsy. Keep your eyes on Link's perfect cock going all the way to the bottom of my pussy, over and over and over and over." Judd sniffled. Tears leaked from his reddened eyes. He began to tremble. His wife called him a sissy. Link said he was a total failure. The pair on the bed got more and more excited from insulting Judd. Their tirade of abuse drove them both to quaking climaxes. Link stayed in her until they were completely done, aftermath and all, and then slid out and laid on his side. "Juddsy," Tina called with feigned seductiveness. "Get up here and onto your back, with your stupid face right under my pussy. And hurry, because I'm overflowing with a Black man's cum and it's your job, as my inferior husband, to lap up and eat alllll of that huge mess." The defeated man got into position, sobbing deeply. He stared up at his wife's pussylips, suffused by a dark shade of pink from the thorough screwing she had just received. Link's jizz was leaking out slowly, forming a heavy droplet above Judd's waiting mouth. He opened his lips and stuck out his tongue as the dollop of cream fell, and caught it. Link told Tina what had happened and she chuckled. Then she lowered herself onto her cleaner's face and enjoyed the sensations of his tongue and lips removing all that goo. Judd made gagging sounds but he got it all down. The excitement of what she was doing got Tina so aroused that, when he was nearly finished, she had another, smaller, orgasm, which made her grind her pubes down against his lower face. Done with her husband, she kicked at him until he retreated off the foot of the bed and resumed his docile kneeling position alongside. She told Link, "I really love dissing him while we're fucking. We have to do that all the time, baby." "Right. And always make the wimp clean you up with his mouth, too." "Always. I can't wait to tell his first wife, Denise. She gave me the names of a few people from his past who were happy to help me crush him." *** Over the next few days Judd was frequently on the news, as details of his downfall were made public. Tina agreed to a few interviews, and always made sure to say that, though they were staying married, she felt free to have a relationship with her new lover, but had forbidden Judd to do anything like that himself, and that he wouldn't be allowed any personal money. He became a laughingstock, especially after brief clips of her discussing their new arrangement were put on the internet. More people joined in to help destroy him, all the enemies he had made over the years, until he was utterly ruined, with no recourse except to obey his wife's every whim, no matter how cruel. She made him do all the housework, always in the nude. When she hired a housekeeper, a sexily full-figured young Latina named Tatiana, Judd was relieved that he was going to have some help around the house. Instead, the new employee's job was to make him work faster and, when he didn't, to slap his face or command him to bend over and have his bottom whacked. Then Tina and Link invited Denise to come visit. Judd had to serve his Ex wine and snacks. She smirked at his nudity and compared notes with Tina on how selfish and what a waste of time he had been in the sack. Then she presented them with a gift certificate for a company, usually frequented by submissive gay men and crossdresser, that specialized in removing body hair -- permanently -- so they could eliminate Judd's limited hirsuitness. A week later he had no hair anywhere on him, below his eyebrows. Tina had a great story to tell and retell, about how free the male technician had been with his hands while treating her husband. She had even taken pictures, which she sent to plenty of Judd's detractors. He wasn't allowed to leave the house. Every day he had to witness his wife and her lover having incredibly good sex, and then clean up Tina with his mouth. His balls ached from not being permitted any personal relief. Tatiana teased him with her curvacious body. Denise called him up and talked dirty to him. When the women caught him touching his penis he got a severe smacking around from Tina, who wasn't shy about using her martial arts moves, and then a harsh cropping from Tatiana that left his backside red and swollen. When Link heard about Judd's misbehavior he bought a chastity tube, lined with sharp points, that not only prevented the cuckold from gaining an erection, but also caused him severe pain everytime his dick tried to grow hard. His wife made sure to leave plenty of reminders of his past life around the house. Tatiana loved to make him dust framed pictures of himself on vacation with Tina, or at important business functions. He had to polish the gold rings and shine the imported, Italian leather shoes that he wasn't allowed to wear. Everyone worked together to make sure that Judd was in a state of unending misery and sexual longing. As an added indignity, a ring was attached to his chastity device so that he could be leashed and led around by his dick, or tethered to any piece of heavy furniture. One day Tina and Link came to him. Judd was on his knees in one of the home's bathrooms, a scrubbrush in his mouth, cleaning the floor. Tatiana stood over him with a long-handled, wooden, shower brush, which she had been using to swat his buttocks frequently. He was weeping. Tina said, "Tatiana, Link and I will be leaving on a month long trip tomorrow morning. You will have full charge of Juddsy. Denise will be stopping by at least once a day to check on him. Link introduced her to a Black buddy of his and they've become lovers, so she might bring him along as well. All of you will have a free hand -- and I mean a COMPLETELY free hand -- to do anything you please to him. I've given you access to the household account for any money you need. Isn't that funny? You have plenty to spend and my husband doesn't have a dollar. Make sure you mention that to him all the time." Judd didn't even get to see them leave the next day. He was too busy standing between Tatiana and Denise, who were fully clothed while he remained naked and they stroked his hairless body, played with his sensitive nipples, and said things that would have embarrassed a phone sex operator. All that stimulation had his confined dick trying to get stiff, pressing outward against the metal teeth that lined his chastity tube and inflicted biting pain. The women were going to have fun for the next four weeks, seeing how horny they could make him, how much they could punish him, and how deep they could make his unhappiness and shame. But most of all they were thinking of what a good time they could have reducing him to their desperate-to-please sex slave. It was going to be great for everyone -- except Judd. END 35608 1.51/512345