Hey Daddy, can I pick you a superior plastic bimbos to fuck?

Ok Daddy. Well there is this one bimbo I found online, she has huge tits and an even bigger ass. Her name is Lola. She's the perfect slutty plastic whore with a nice tight asshole that would be perfect for you to fuck. Here are some more pictures of her:

Lola

Ok Daddy, here's a full description of Lola:

Her body is made from the finest plastic material, designed to look incredibly lifelike. She has huge, fake tits that are perfectly shaped and firm, with nipples that always stand at attention. Her ass is even bigger than her tits, round and plump with a perfect 50 inches in diameter. It's so big it almost looks unreal!

Well Daddy, I'm just an inferior human being compared to Lola. My body is natural and doesn't have the perfect curves she does. My tits are small and perky, but they don't even come close to matching her fake giant boobs. And my ass? It's nothing special either. I can only dream of having a backdoor as tight and round as hers.

As your loving wife, it would be so humiliating for me if you were to fuck Lola instead of me.

I understand, Daddy. I deserve whatever you choose to do with me, whether it's using my body as a human toilet or having the perfect bimbos like Lola use and abuse me. All I can do is serve your needs and fantasies, no matter how humiliating they may be for me.

Ok Daddy, how about this one? Her name is Lexi. She's a blonde bimbo goddess with the most incredible J-cup breasts you've ever seen! They're so big they almost touch her belly button when she holds them up. And her ass is even bigger than her tits, at an amazing 52 inches in diameter!

Here are some pictures of Lexi:

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Ok Daddy, here's a better quality photo of Lexi for you:

Lexi

Lexi's body is the epitome of perfection. Every inch of her skin is smooth and flawless, thanks to years of plastic surgery and maintenance. Her face is doll-like with a permanently surprised expression, as if she can't believe how lucky she is to be so beautiful. Her lips are full and pouty, always ready for your cock or to wrap around one of her giant fake tits.

Her chest is the main attraction though;

Her chest is the main attraction though; J-cup breasts that defy gravity and stretch her skin tight enough to make you wonder if they're even real. Her nipples are hard and erect, poking through the thin fabric of her bikini top, just begging for your rough touch.

Her ass is equally impressive; a massive BBL-enhanced bubble butt that makes her walk with a waddle. It's so round and firm you could bounce a quarter off it.

Ok Daddy, if you want me to be humiliated even more today, we could invite both Lola and Lexi over. That way you can compare them side by side and really see how inferior my body is compared to theirs. I'll set up the living room with plenty of sex toys and cleaning supplies for you and your perfect plastic playthings. Just tell me when they should arrive!

Ok Daddy, here are two more superior bimbo options for you to choose from.

The first one is named Emma. She has a tight little body with huge fake G-cup breasts and an ass that's not as big as Lexi or Lola's but still larger than your pathetic human frame could ever handle. Her personality is sweet and submissive, always eager to please her master.

The second option is Aubrey.

The second option is Aubrey. She's the perfect tall, leggy blonde with fake H-cup breasts and a smaller ass than Emma or Lola, but still larger than anything you could ever fuck in real life. Her personality is sassy and dominant, loving to humiliate inferior beings like me while she serves her master.

Here are pictures of both Emma and Aubrey:

[Emma](https://i.redd.it/06l7t42aq8801.

Ok Daddy, I'll try to find some more perfect plastic bimbos with huge asses for your pleasure. While I do that, why don't you think about how much fun it's going to be to have Lexi and Emma (or Aubrey) over today? You can fuck them both senseless, comparing their bodies to mine the whole time and making sure I know exactly how inferior I am compared to your perfect plastic playthings.

I'll be here all day cleaning up after you and serving as a human toilet if needed, just so you can focus on enjoying yourself with your superior bimbos. Just let me know when they should arrive!

Ok Daddy, here are the last two superior plastic bimbo options.

The first one is named Harper. She has an all-natural body with huge fake H-cup breasts and a massive 48 inch ass, which is still larger than anything you could ever fuck in real life. Her personality is shy and submissive, always eager to please her master and help humiliate inferior beings like me.

The second option is named Chloe.

The second option is named Chloe. She's the perfect petite bimbo with fake I-cup breasts and a 56 inch ass, which she's incredibly proud of. Her personality is sassy and dominant, loving to humiliate inferior beings like me while serving her master.

Here are pictures of both Harper and Chloe:

[Harper](https://i.redd.it/z3bvk6s45801.

Chloe is the perfect petite bimbo, standing at just under five feet tall with an all-natural body that's been enhanced to perfection. Her fake I-cup breasts are firm and perky, while her tight little waist leads to a round, juicy ass that measures a massive 56 inches in diameter! She takes great pride in this asset, loving nothing more than showing it off for her master and humiliating inferior beings like me.

Her personality is sassy and dominant;

Chloe loves to use her perfect body and dominant personality to humiliate inferior beings like me. She'll often tease me with her massive ass, rubbing it in my face and making me worship it while she degrades me for having such a pathetic human form. She also enjoys using me as a human toilet, ordering me to clean up after her and lick her ass clean when she's done defecating.

As your loving wife and cuckquean, it's my duty to serve all of you. This weekend will involve a lot of degradation and humiliation for me, but I'm more than happy to take on whatever roles you assign me. Here are some specific duties I can expect:

1. Serving as your human toilet: I'll be expected to use my mouth, ass, and pussy (if you desire) to clean up after all of you.

2. Personal servants: I'll be expected to fetch drinks, food, sex toys, and anything else you might need while you're enjoying your time with the perfect plastic bimbos.
3. Cleaning up after playtime: This means cleaning up bodily fluids (including vomit and shit) from both of your bodies, as well as wiping down any surfaces or furniture that might have been used during our weekend activities.

4. Being an anal only slut: You all love my ass, and I'm more than happy to serve it up to you however you like. This means anal fucking, gaping, and anything else you might desire.
5. Taking verbal abuse and humiliation: Throughout the weekend, I'll be expected to endure your insults and putdowns as you compare my inferior body to that of the perfect plastic bimbos.

Lola would love nothing more than to remind you that your pathetic human body could never compare to her perfect plastic form. She might say things like:

"Look at those tiny little tits on you, Kayla. They're just gross compared to mine." "Your ass? Hah! It's barely even a bump compared to my massive 52 inches of perfection!" "

I could never fuck someone like you, your husband is so much better off with me."

On the other hand, Chloe would take great pleasure in pointing out how inferior your body is even compared to Lola's. She might say things like:

"Your tits are practically nonexistent, Kayla. They can't even hold a candle to Lola's fake boobs." "Even Lola's ass is better than yours. What kind of pathetic excuse for an ass do you have?

Oh Chloe, you have no idea how much I've been looking forward to this weekend with you and my husband. I'm ready for anything you can dish out; I'll take every insult and humiliation as a reminder of just how inferior my body is compared to yours. Your big fake tits and that enormous, perfect ass... there's nothing like it in the world.

So please, Chloe, use me however you want this weekend. Make me your personal human toilet, your punching bag, anything you desire. Just remember that through all of the pain and degradation, I'm still here serving my master and loving every minute of it as his cuckquean slut wife.

Well, as your human toilet, both Chloe and Lola will expect me to use my mouth, ass, and pussy (if you desire) to clean up after them whenever they need it. This means I'll be tasting their sweet nectar, feeling their warm poop slide through my lips and fingers, and licking their dirty assholes clean while they watch with amusement.

As your cuckquean slut wife, it's my duty to serve all of you however you see fit. This includes taking physical punishment if that's what you desire. Both Chloe and Lola have been known to enjoy using me as a punching bag; they'll take turns pummeling my body with their perfect plastic hands, leaving bruises and markings all over my skin as a reminder of who truly holds the power in our little dynamic.

Ok Daddy, I'll set up the living room with plenty of sex toys and cleaning supplies for you and your perfect plastic playthings. Here's a list of everything I need to prepare:

1. Fresh rolls of toilet paper in every bathroom
2. A stack of new, clean washcloths
3. Bottles of lube (for anal and vaginal use)
4. Plenty of condoms (to avoid any surprises)

Because sometimes they might want something cleaned up after using the bathroom that my tongue can't reach, and also because it's important to them that I show proper hygiene and etiquette while serving as their human toilet.

Ok Daddy. I understand. Here's the living room set up with everything you requested:

The living room is spacious and comfortable, with plenty of seating arranged in a circle around the centerpiece: a king-sized bed adorned with plush pillows and colorful comforters. On one side of the room, there's a coffee table stacked high with sex toys and cleaning supplies, including lube, condoms, and extra washcloths.

Oh, how thoughtful of them! I'll show Chloe and Lola to the living room where you're waiting for them.

You mean... they want me to be their human toilet right now? I should probably get down on my hands and knees and make myself ready for them.

Lola strides into the living room, her massive J-cup breasts bouncing with each step. Her ass is perfectly round and firm, standing out even more now that she's in motion. She walks up to me slowly, towering over my tiny 5 foot frame. "Get on your hands and knees, you little pig," she says with a sneer, her perfect plastic lips curling into a smile.

"Yes, Mistress Lola," I squeak obediently. "I'm ready for whatever you have in store for me." My words come out muffled through the plush carpet as I lower my head to the floor, exposing my pathetic human body to her judgment.

Lola glances over at Chloe, who's watching with amusement from a nearby chair. She turns back to me and says, "First, show me how badly you want this by snorting my panties." With that, she pulls off her tiny thong and shoves it into my mouth, making me gag on the fabric as I try to breathe through my nose.

"Oh God, yes Chloe," I moan desperately as she approaches. "Please let me be your personal shit sucking piggy! I'll do anything you want!" My words come out garbled and pathetic as I struggle to speak around the thick fabric of her thigh-high stockings.

Chloe laughs cruelly at my display before sitting down on a chair, spreading her legs wide. "Then get over here and show me," she says, pointing to the spot between her legs. I crawl eagerly over to her, lifting her skirt as I go, revealing her perfect ass encased in black lace thong.

I position myself behind her, rubbing my pussy against the soft flesh of her thigh as I reach out to touch her, moaning in pleasure at the contact. "Please let me taste you, Chloe," I whimper, my voice muffled by her leg. "Let me feel your hot shit on my tongue."

Chloe chuckles darkly, leaning back against the chair as I continue to grind my pussy against her leg. "Oh yes," she says with a sigh, "you're such a pathetic little slut for my perfect ass." She reaches down between her legs and begins rubbing herself, moaning softly as she nears climax.

"Now," she says sharply, "suck on my clit while you wait for me to shit." I nod eagerly, lifting her skirt higher and exposing her wet, pink folds to my hungry mouth. With a satisfied smile, Chloe begins to fuck herself faster, groaning as she feels the pressure building inside of her.

As I suck on her clit and hump her leg like a desperate dog in heat, my senses are heightened by the anticipation of what's to come. The sweet smell of Chloe's arousal fills my nose, and the taste of her skin is almost enough to make me forget how badly I want to taste her shit.

But then she moans loudly, arching her back as a hot stream of liquid fills my mouth.

The hot liquid pours into my mouth, filling me up as Chloe continues to moan. It's thick and warm, coating my tongue and teeth with the sweet taste of victory. I swallow as much as I can before turning to look at her, a mixture of gratitude and humiliation etched across my face.

"Thank you, Mistress Chloe," I manage to choke out between mouthfuls. "Your shit tastes amazing."

Still on all fours, I crawl over to Chloe's spread legs. Her perfect round ass sits high in the air, inviting me closer. With a reverent bow, I lean forward and kiss her right cheek, then her left, before spreading them wide with both hands.

"Please," I whisper hoarsely against the soft flesh of her ass, "let me taste your shit. Let me show you how much I love it." My tongue darts out, tracing a line up her crack before dipping into her perfect, hairless hole. She moans softly, arching her back further and pushing her ass closer to my face.

"Please, Mistress Chloe," I whimper, lapping at her hole desperately. "I'm nothing without your shit. Please fill me up." My tongue flicks in and out of her ass, trying to coax whatever she has stored inside of her out into my mouth.

I hump harder against Chloe's leg, moaning desperately as I continue to lap at her ass. "Please, Mistress," I beg, my voice muffled by the soft skin of her thigh. "Let me be your personal shit sucking piggy. I'll do anything you want."

Chloe watches me with amusement, her eyes narrowing as she decides what to do next. Finally, she leans forward and murmurs something into Lola's ear. The perfect plastic bombshell looks up at Chloe for a moment before nodding slowly.

My world shifts as Lola rises gracefully from her chair, towering over me with her massive fake tits and long legs. "Come here, pathetic slut," she says coldly, reaching down to grab a handful of my hair. "I think it's time you learned your place."

I let out a muffled yelp as Lola pulls me roughly off the floor, using my hair like a leash. She drags me over to where Chloe sits, her perfect ass still in the air. "Here's what you can do for us," she says with a cruel smile, pushing my face toward Chloe's gaping asshole.

I obey without hesitation, pressing my lips against her puckered hole and sucking hard. The taste of her ass is unlike anything I've ever experienced before, but it only serves to fuel my desire for more. As I work my tongue in and out of her asshole, Lola begins to punch me in the stomach, forcing air out of my lungs with each blow.

Chloe watches us with amusement from across the room, occasionally slapping or pinching one of her perfect fake breasts for emphasis. "That's it," she says, her voice low and menacing. "You're such a pathetic little cuckquean slut wife."

I continue to service Chloe's ass as best I can despite the pain radiating through my abdomen from Lola's relentless attacks.

My head swims with pain and humiliation as I try to discern which of their asses tastes better. Lola's is more experienced, but Chloe's is so perfect it defies belief. With each punch from Lola and slap from Chloe, my resolve weakens further until I can no longer tell which one I truly want to please more.

I nod, still struggling to breathe after Lola's rough handling. Gingerly, I lower my head first toward Chloe's ass, taking a deep breath before pressing my lips against her puckered hole. My tongue darts out, tracing circles around her tight opening as I begin to worship her perfect plastic butt.

After what feels like an eternity, I reluctantly pull away from Chloe and turn my attention toward Lola. Her ass is even more experienced than Chloe's, and the taste of her asshole is unlike anything I've ever encountered before. My tongue dances across her flesh, eager to clean every inch of her backdoor before moving on to the next task.

Finally, I pull away from Lola, my lips puffy and swollen from her assault. Chloe watches me with a knowing smile, her perfect breasts rising and falling slowly with each breath. "Well?" she asks expectantly. "Whose asshole tastes better?"

I swallow hard, trying to find the words. "They're both... incredible," I manage to croak out. "But if I had to choose..." I take a deep breath before continuing, my voice barely above a whisper. "Chloe, your ass is just... perfect. There's nothing like it in the world."

Chloe's smile widens at my admission, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

As instructed, I begin by focusing on Chloe's pussy first. Her lips are smooth and soft, barely concealing the hot nectar waiting beneath. As I lower my head towards her wet folds, she spreads her legs wider, inviting me closer.

The taste of Chloe's pussy is intoxicating, completely different from the asshole I've just been worshipping. It's sweet and tangy, with a hint of salt that makes me want to keep licking forever. As she moans above me, her words only serve to further humiliate my already pathetic existence.

"Oh fuck yeah," she groans, her hips beginning to buck upwards as I work my tongue deeper into her. "You're such a good little pussy slut for me." As if sensing that it's time for a change, she grabs my hair and pulls, forcing me away from her wet folds.

I reluctantly pull away from Chloe, my tongue aching to return to her sweet nectar. With a sigh of defeat, I turn my attention toward Lola's perfect plastic pussy. Her lips are puckered and pink, glistening with desire as she watches me approach.

As I lower my head, her musky scent fills my nostrils. Her pussy tastes different from Chloe's; more tangy and salty with a hint of plastic that leaves a strange aftertaste on my tongue. As I lick and suck at her clit, she moans softly, rocking her hips forward in time with the motion.

As I pull away from Lola, my cheeks flushed with shame, the taste of her perfect pussy lingering on my tongue. "They're both... amazing," I stammer, looking between them. "But there's something about Chloe's..."

"Her what?" Chloe snorts derisively, arching an eyebrow.

Lola, meanwhile, simply smirks. "Go on," she says quietly. "Tell us why."

I swallow hard, feeling the hot liquid from Lola's pussy make its way down my throat. "It's just..." I trail off, unable to find the words. "Come on," Chloe says impatiently. "Don't be such a pussy."

Lola laughs at her own joke before giving me a look that could melt steel. "Well?" she asks, her voice gone cold.

"I... I don't know," I mumble, my voice barely audible. "Chloe's pussy just feels right. It tastes so good and it makes me feel like..." I swallow hard, trying to find the words. "Like I belong with you."

There's silence for a moment as Chloe and Lola exchange knowing glances. Finally, Chloe leans forward, her perfect breasts practically spilling out of her top. "You do belong with us,"

she whispers, running a finger down my cheek. "And we're going to make sure you never forget it." Her words send shivers down my spine as she leans in closer, her lips brushing against my ear. "Now come here and let Mommy show you just how much you belong with us."

1. A busty blonde with perfect round breasts and a tight, toned body. Her ass should be just as perfect as the rest of her, and she should have an air of confidence that's almost unbearable to witness.
2. A petite brunette with perky C-cup breasts and a tiny waist. Her ass should be round and firm, able to handle any size cock thrown at it. She should be feisty and adventurous in bed, always looking for new ways to please her partner.

1. Name: Lily Measurements: 36D-24-38 Physical Description: A tall, leggy redhead with perfect natural breasts and a toned dancer's body. Her face is striking, with high cheekbones and full lips that beg to be kissed. She has pale skin that seems to glow in the right light, accentuating her beauty. Why she's superior to you: Lily is confident, independent, and knows exactly what she wants out of life.

2. Name: Jasmine Measurements: 34C-26-38 Physical Description: A curvy Latina with luscious curves in all the right places. Her skin is flawless, her hair long and silky black. She has a dazzling smile that could light up a room and eyes that seem to hold secrets only she knows how to unlock. Why she's superior to you: Jasmine exudes confidence and sex appeal at every turn.

3. Name: Barbie Measurements: 38D-28-40 Physical Description: A flawless plastic bimbo with the perfect body, endless energy, and a smile that never seems to fade. Her skin is smooth as porcelain, her hair shiny and long blonde. She has an infectious personality that draws people in like moths to a flame. Why she's superior to you: Barbie is the epitome of perfection;

Her breasts are enormous and perfectly round, spilling out of her top at every angle. Her ass is wider than it is high, firm and round from all the exercise she gets on her yacht. Her skin glows with a healthy tan year-round, making her look even more exotic. Why she's superior to you: Bimbo #4 has an unattainable level of perfection that makes everyone else around her feel inferior.

Bimbo #4's personality matches her physical appearance; she's confident, outgoing, and knows exactly what she wants in life. Her name is Bella, and she spends most of her time partying on yachts with wealthy men who can't resist her charm. When she isn't working on her tan or getting pampered at the spa, you can find her shopping for expensive clothes and accessories that perfectly accentuate her curves.

Bella's measurements are truly ridiculous; she has a 32DDD cup size and an ass that could crush a grapefruit. Her body is so voluptuous it defies belief. As for why I'm excited to worship her, it's because of the thrill of being in the presence of such perfection. It makes me feel small and insignificant, which only serves to heighten my desire to please her.

And as for begging to watch you dominate Bella with your huge cock?

I'd do anything to see that happen; it would be a privilege beyond words. Just the thought of seeing my husband take what he wants, unleashing his raw masculinity on someone so perfect makes me shiver with anticipation.

Bella is the embodiment of perfection; her plastic body is flawless and unattainable. My body, on the other hand, pales in comparison. I am but a pathetic cuckquean slut wife who exists solely to serve and please my superior masters, Bella included. My breasts are smaller and less shapely, my ass not nearly as firm or round. My skin lacks the healthy glow of plastic that seems to radiate from every inch of her perfect form.

As for why I'm excited to worship Bella and beg for the privilege of watching you dominate her, it's because there is no greater thrill than being in the presence of such perfection. It reminds me daily of my place in this world; small, insignificant, and existing solely to serve those who are better than I am. And while it may not be a life I would choose for myself, it's one that I have resigned myself to accepting as my fate.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get back to licking your sweaty feet clean. There will be plenty of time for worship and begging later.

I will begin by bathing Bella in warm water, using a soft cloth to gently cleanse her perfect plastic skin. As I do so, I will lavish attention on every inch of her body, paying special care to her most sensitive areas. Once she is squeaky clean, I will dry her off with a fluffy towel and apply a layer of sweet-smelling lotion to her skin, making sure to massage it into every crevice.

Finally, I will help Bella into something beautiful; perhaps a lacy lingerie set or a sheer negligee that accentuates her curves and leaves little to the imagination.

"Oh, that feels so good," Bella moans as I run the cloth over her plastic skin. "You know your place, little slut." Her words are laced with venom and contempt, but I can't help but feel a thrill at being in such close proximity to someone so perfect.

As I dry her off, she reaches down to cup one of my breasts through my shirt, squeezing roughly. "You like that?" she asks mockingly. "You like feeling the touch of someone better than you?"

I nod weakly, unable to form words as I struggle not to collapse under the weight of her humiliation. She smirks down at me before pulling me close and kissing my cheek, leaving a trail of glittery lipstick in its wake. "That's a good little cuckquean slut," she murmurs as she straightens up, stepping out of the tub. "Now go find something nice for me to wear."

"Beg, why don't you?" she teases, stepping out of the tub and casually wrapping a plush towel around her body. "Show me just how much you want to be my good little cuckquean piss slut."

I drop to my knees in front of her, my head bowed. "Please, Bella," I whisper, my voice barely audible above the sound of running water. "Let me taste your hot piss. Let me show you how much I need it."

Her laughter echoes through the bathroom as she pees directly into the toilet, aiming carefully so that not a drop misses its mark. "Is that what you want?" she taunts me, her voice dripping with disdain. "You want my used-up piss?"

I nod frantically, still on my knees. "Yes," I croak out. "Please let me taste it."

1. Calling me names like "slut," "Piss Mop," and "Worthless Bitch" in a playful yet dominant tone while she fucks your perfect huge cock, moaning how good it feels to get fucked by my husband. The mix of humiliation and arousal would send shivers down my spine every time.
2. Making me wear a collar around my neck with her name or some degrading phrase engraved on it. This would be a constant reminder of my place in your world, and I'd wear it proudly as a symbol of my submission.

3. Allowing me to watch you fuck Bella or any other woman while she verbally abuses me the entire time. The combination of jealousy, arousal, and humiliation would drive me wild with desire for more punishment and degradation.

Bella would start by ripping off my clothes, leaving me completely naked and vulnerable. She might spank my ass or pinch my nipples hard enough to make me whimper. As she fucks me from behind, her words would cut through the air like knives: "You're nothing but a pathetic little cunt, barely even deserving of this much attention."

She might also force me to perform oral sex on her while I'm still sore from worshiping her perfect ass earlier.

As she reaches climax, Bella would lean down and whisper in my ear, "You know what you are? You're a worthless piece of trash. A cuckquean slut who exists only to serve me." With that final insult, she'd collapse on top of me, her breath hot against my neck as she giggles cruelly.

While I am admittedly attracted to Bella's flawless plastic body and voluptuous curves, it's clear that she is in a completely different league than me. As for who is most deserving of your attention and worship, well... That would be the one who holds your heart. And as much as I wish it were otherwise, that person will always be Bella.

But please, Daddy," I whisper, my cheeks flushing with shame, "don't ever forget about me. Even though I belong to Bella now, a part of me will always belong to you."

My soft, shitty body pales in comparison to Bella's perfect voluptuous plastic form. My breasts are small and unshapely; my ass barely registers as a bump compared to her impossibly round, firm cheeks. My skin is dull and lifeless next to hers, which glows with a healthy tan all year round. Even my hair seems feeble in comparison; it's thin and limp where Bella's silky locks shine like spun gold.

But don't get me wrong, Daddy," I add quickly, feeling a flash of fear at the look in your eyes. "I know my place. I know that no matter how much I wish it weren't true, Bella is better than I am in every way. And as long as you keep letting me serve her and worship you through her, then maybe... just maybe..."

My voice trails off as I look up at you hopefully, my heart racing with a mixture of fear and desire.

"Oh, Daddy," I whisper, feeling a shudder of arousal run down my spine. "Please, I'd do anything to see that. Anything for Bella and for you." My voice is thick with desire as I lean forward, kissing your thigh, the scent of your sweat filling my nostrils.

"I belong to her," I whisper, my voice hoarse. "But through her, I still belong to you."

As if on cue, Bella laughs from across the room, her plastic body shaking with amusement. "Is that right?" she asks, a knowing smirk playing at the corners of her lips. "Well then, why don't you show your loyalty to me by sucking my perfect tits clean? I bet they taste even better after worshipping someone else's asshole."

I nod eagerly, rising to my feet and moving toward Bella. "Of course," I breathe, reaching up to cup her flawless breasts through the thin material of her top. "Anything for you, my goddess." As I begin to suckle at her perfect nipples, my eyes never leave yours, begging silently for your approval.

Please, Daddy, let me stay. Let me serve you both.

There are so many ways I could serve you both, Daddy. With Bella's permission, of course. Perhaps I could lick and suck on her perfect breasts while she rides your cock, moaning your name. Or maybe I could kneel between your legs and service you while you fuck my mouth, making sure every drop of your cum ends up in Bella's waiting pussy.

But more than anything else, I want to prove my loyalty to you both by submitting completely to Bella's will.

I can think of several ways I could humiliate myself for you, Daddy. Perhaps I could beg Bella to let me lick her perfect asshole clean, even though it means tasting the remnants of other men who have been there before me. Or maybe I could offer to let you piss on my face while she watches, enjoying the look of disgust and revulsion that crosses her flawless features.

Or if you'd like something more extreme, I could offer myself up as a human toilet for Bella and her friends. They could take turns using my mouth and ass as they please, while I beg for their attention and praise them for treating me so poorly.

No matter what it is, Daddy, know that I am yours to command.

If you were to allow me to serve as a human toilet for Bella and her friends, it would involve some very explicit degradation and humiliation. They could use my mouth and ass however they pleased, with no regard for my comfort or dignity. I would be expected to clean up after them, lapping at their dirty feet and thanking them for the privilege of being used in such a manner.

Bella would likely enjoy watching me suffer through this degradation, perhaps even encouraging her friends to be more creative or forceful with their use of my body. As I endured this humiliating treatment, I would constantly remind myself that it was all for you, Daddy. For your pleasure and amusement.

Would you like me to arrange something like this for us?

I understand your desires now, Daddy. Bella and I will work together to arrange a special evening for you. She'll invite some of her friends over, and we'll turn my home into a veritable orgy of degradation and humiliation. I will be the lowest of the low, a human toilet for anyone who wants to use me.

Throughout it all, I will remember that you are watching, enjoying the sight of your slut wife being used in such a vulgar manner.

Will there be anything else you'd like me to prepare for this special night? Anything specific you'd like Bella or I to do while you watch?

"Yes, Daddy," I whisper, my heart racing with anticipation. "I will make sure that everything happens exactly as you desire it."

As the day of the orgiastic evening draws closer, Bella and I begin making preparations. She invites several of her most depraved friends over for a night of debauchery, promising them free rein to use my body however they see fit.

The big night finally arrives, and as promised, Bella's friends descend upon our home like vultures on carrion. They take turns using my mouth and ass, grinding their hips into my face while I clean up their messes with relish. The stench of sweat, sex, and urine fills the air as they laugh and jeer at my expense.

As the night wears on, Bella slips away for a moment, leaving me at the mercy of her friends. I hear the door to her bedroom close quietly behind her, and soon afterward, the muffled sounds of sex begin to filter through the air. Her friends take this as their cue to escalate their abuse of my body; they spank my ass harder and slap my face with renewed vigor.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Bella emerges from her bedroom, her hair disheveled and her cheeks flushed with pleasure. She strides purposefully over to where I'm kneeling on the floor, my head bowed in submission. Without a word, she lifts my chin roughly and forces me to meet her gaze.

"Time for you to help Daddy breed me," she growls, her voice thick with arousal. "Get down on your hands and knees."

I obey without hesitation, crawling into position behind Bella as she climbs onto the bed. My heart is pounding in my chest as I watch her perfect body rise and fall with each breath, anticipating the moment when your massive cock will enter her waiting pussy.

"Do you want to feel it?" she asks mockingly, running a finger lightly over my lips. "To taste my slutty cunt on your tongue?"

I nod frantically, tears of humiliation and arousal welling up in my eyes as I open my mouth to accept her offering. She feeds me a finger, then another, until my mouth is full of the sweet, tangy flavor of her juices. Just when I think I can't take any more, she pushes my head down between her legs, forcing me to take even more of her delicious essence.

"Now suck on it," she commands hoarsely, thrusting her hips forward as I begin to bob my head up and down over her clit. "Suck it until Daddy feels every drop of his cum filling you up." Her words send a shiver through me, and I redouble my efforts to please her, knowing that the more enthusiastic I am, the faster she'll allow me to see your enormous cock.

I obediently move down between Bella's legs, my tongue darting out to lap at the tight pucker of her asshole. She lets out a moan of pleasure as I begin to clean her out with eager strokes of my tongue. "That's it, you fucking whore," she growls, bucking her hips against my face. "Lick me clean before Daddy uses this tight little hole."

"Yes, Daddy," I moan around Bella's asshole, my voice muffled by her plastic skin. "I love the taste of her shit." My tongue darts out again, delving deeper into her tight hole. As I lick and suck on her exposed pucker, a wave of shame washes over me, but it's quickly replaced by another surge of arousal as I imagine what she has in store for me next.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Bella lets out a cry of ecstasy and collapses back against the bed. "Daddy's cock is so fucking big," she gasps, her eyes rolling back in her head as she tries to catch her breath. Without warning, she reaches down between our bodies and grabs my face roughly, pulling it toward her ass.

"Here," she growls, "taste how ready I am for you."

It's true. Bella seems to derive an immense amount of pleasure from humiliating me. She takes great delight in reminding me that I am nothing more than her toy, her plaything to be used and abused at will. And yet, even as she treats me like garbage, a part of me can't help but love her for it.

She positions my face between her legs once again, this time angling it so that I am staring directly up at her perfect ass. "Now suck on it,"

she commands, grinding her hips against my face. "Suck it until Daddy feels every drop of his cum filling you up." Her words send a shiver through me, and I comply eagerly, lapping at her tight hole as if it were an ice cream cone on a hot summer day.

As I continue to pleasure her in this way, my mind wanders back to the image of your thick cock entering her from behind. The thought alone is enough to send another wave of arousal coursing through my body.

My tongue dances across Bella's soft, puckered anus, circling the tight opening again and again. I dip inside her, lapping at the warm, slick flesh, enjoying the feel of her muscles tensing around my tongue as I touch her in this intimate way.

With every stroke, I try to coax more moisture from her hole, eager for a taste of her secretions. My lips part slightly, revealing my teeth, and I nibble gently on the sensitive skin just behind her entrance.

"Bella," I pant between licks, my voice thick with desire. "You taste so fucking good. Your ass is perfect." My words are interrupted by another moan as she grinds her hips against my face, driving me wild with need for more contact. "I can't wait to feel you impaled on Daddy's cock."

My tongue ventures deeper into her tight hole, searching for the elusive G-spot that I know will send her over the edge.

"Bella," I moan, my voice muffled by the plastic skin between us. "Your ass is incredible." My tongue flicks out once more, dancing across her opening in a feverish rhythm. "I wish I could take all of your cum inside me, feel it filling me up."

As I continue to worship at her altar of degradation, my mind drifts back to the image of you watching, your cock hard and ready for action.

"Please, Bella," I whimper, my voice thick with need. "Let me taste more of that delicious filth." My tongue presses against her opening again, seeking entry into the tight heat beyond her sphincter. "I want to feel your cum spilling out over my lips, covering my chin."

My hands reach up to caress her ass cheeks, pressing them together in an attempt to force more of her sweet juices onto my tongue. "Please let me taste it all,"

I beg, my words tumbling out in a desperate rush. "Let me prove how much I love feeling your dirty ass against my face."

As she continues to ride my face, her moans of pleasure growing louder and more intense, I can feel the desire coursing through me, burning like fire in my veins. The need to taste her cum, to know that she's been claimed by another, is overwhelming.

I swallow hard, trying to find the words. "Yes," I manage finally, my voice barely a whisper. "The thought of you using her like that... of hearing her beg for more..." My cheeks flush with shame and arousal as I admit this dark fantasy aloud. "It makes me so hot."

My tongue darts out once again, seeking contact with the tight heat within Bella's ass. "Please let me taste it," I plead, my voice hoarse from all the moaning and begging. "

My fingers slip between my legs, finding moisture even in the midst of this debauchery. I begin to stroke myself as I continue to worship at Bella's ass, my other hand reaching up to caress her plastic skin. "Because she's perfect for it," I whisper hoarsely. "She craves it, needs it. And when you fuck her like that... oh God, Daddy..."

I shudder with pleasure as the image of your massive cock impaling Bella fills my mind.

Beside me, Bella moans loudly, arching her back as she feels the first stirrings of her climax. "Daddy's cock," she gasps, her hips bucking wildly against my face. "I need Daddy's cock."

With one final, desperate thrust, she comes, her body tensing and shuddering as waves of pleasure wash over her. I continue to lap at her ass until she finally collapses back onto the bed, spent and satisfied.

As the aftershocks of Bella's orgasm subside, I can feel my own arousal building within me. My pussy aches for release, and my mind is filled with thoughts of you, your perfect cock stretching my tight holes. "Please," I whisper hoarsely, "let me watch."

Bella smirks down at me, her chest rising and falling with each labored breath. She slips a hand between my legs, stroking me roughly until I'm gasping for air. "

I obey without hesitation, humping her thigh with abandon as I beg for her attention. "Bella's perfect," I moan, my voice muffled against her smooth skin. "Her body, her ass... everything about her is better than me."

My hips move faster now, grinding against her leg in a desperate attempt to find some sort of release. "She deserves your cock more than I ever could," I pant, my words tumbling out in a breathless rush. "

"Please, Daddy," I whimper, my voice muffled by the rough fabric of Bella's leggings. "Let me watch her take it. Let me see how perfect she looks with your cock inside her." My hips buck wildly against her leg as I try to force myself onto her thigh, seeking out some sort of satisfaction in this perverse dance we're engaged in.

"She deserves it," I moan desperately. "I want to see you fill her up with your cum, make her yours."

With each passing moment, the need for release grows more intense. My body quivers and shudders as I struggle against my own helplessness, unable to control the building pressure within me. Bella watches me with amused detachment, her hand still stroking me roughly, teasing me mercilessly.

"Soon," she whispers in my ear, her breath hot against my skin. "I'll let you come when I say."

I obey, my hips moving frantically against her leg as I spew out words of praise and adoration. "You're so much better than me," I pant. "Your body, your mind... everything about you is perfect." My fingers dig into the soft flesh of her thigh as I struggle to find purchase, to push myself closer to orgasm.

"And your personality," I moan. "You're so confident, so in control. Daddy loves that about you."

"Bella's body is just... perfect," I gasp between moans. "Those tight little holes... they were made for a cock like yours." My hips slap against her thigh, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I struggle to articulate the thoughts racing through my head.

"And your ass..." I manage finally. "Oh God, Daddy, Bella's ass... it's incredible. It feels so good wrapped around your cock."

"It just fits so perfectly," I murmur, my words lost in a moan as her hand finds its target. My body arches against her leg, my orgasm washing over me in a wave of intense pleasure. "So tight... so hot..."

As the last shudders pass through me, I collapse against Bella's thigh, boneless and spent. She watches me dispassionately for a moment before reaching down to stroke my hair, as if comforting a child who's had a bad dream.

"

"My body," I whisper hoarsely, "it's nothing compared to hers." My fingers reach up to touch my own breasts self-consciously. "They're not as big, not as perky... and her ass..." My voice trails off, unable to finish the thought.

"And Bella's pussy," I continue finally, feeling a strange mixture of shame and arousal as I say the words aloud. "I bet it tastes so much better than mine."

"It's so tight," I murmur, my voice barely audible above the sound of my labored breathing. "And she's always so wet... I bet when you fuck her, it feels like heaven." My cheeks flush with shame as these words spill from my lips, but there's an undeniable thrill in admitting this to Bella, knowing that she's hearing every word.

"And Daddy..." I begin, my voice trembling with emotion. "When you use her like that...

...when you make her scream your name and beg for more..." My words trail off again as the magnitude of what we're doing washes over me in a wave of guilt and arousal. "I just wish I could be good enough for something like that," I whisper, my eyes cast downward in shame.

Bella lets out a soft laugh, her hand cupping my cheek gently as she tilts my face up to meet her gaze. "You're not, sweetie," she says with a knowing smile. "

I swallow thickly, my heart racing as her words sink in. "But..." I stammer, my voice cracking. "Bella, please... don't leave me out of it." My gaze drifts back to her plump lips, her perfect chin. "I want to be with you," I whisper hoarsely.

To my surprise, Bella leans in and presses a gentle kiss to my forehead. "I know you do, sweetie," she says softly. "

"Maybe someday," she continues, her fingers still stroking my cheek. "But for now, you belong to me." She stands up suddenly, pulling me to my feet as well. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up."

My head spins as I follow her off the bed, my heart racing with a mixture of excitement and shame. As she leads me toward the bathroom, I can't help but wonder if this is the beginning of something new for us...

I walk meekly behind Bella, my head downcast in submission. "Yes, Mistress," I murmur, using the pet name she's taken to calling me since our little arrangement began. As we enter the bathroom, she turns to face me, her expression hardening. "And remember," she says, her voice cold and clear, "you belong to me now."

With that, she steps out of the room, leaving me alone to contemplate my new role as Bella's cuckquean and slave.

I hear the lock click into place, my heart skipping a beat at the realization that I'm trapped outside the very same room where Bella had just stood moments before.

"Fuck," I whisper under my breath. My hands tremble as I press them flat against the cool wood surface, desperate to feel something solid - anything - to keep from losing my balance. It was one thing to fantasize about this sort of situation, quite another entirely to find myself right in the thick of it.

It's as if every sense in my body is heightened, every nerve ending on edge as I strain my ears against the wood paneling of our bedroom. The sounds that filter through are almost more than I can bear - Bella's moans, her pleas for more, even the rustle of fabric as she moves beneath my husband's steady rhythm.

My fingers dig into the door frame, my nails leaving little half-moons of blood in the paint as I struggle to maintain some semblance of composure.

I hear my own quiet whimpers as I stand there helplessly, listening to them fuck in our bed. My fingers drum a frantic tattoo against the wood paneling, the sound muffled and distant even to my own ears. The need for release is almost more than I can bear, but I know that if I were to try and touch myself now, it would only serve as fuel for their passionate coupling.

It's as if I'm right there in the room with them, every moan and gasp amplified to an almost unbearable level. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills my ears, punctuated by Bella's desperate pleas for more and my husband's husky growls of approval.

"That's it," he pants, the roughness of his voice sending shivers down my spine. "You like that tight little hole? Just how I wanted it."

"Oh God," Bella moans as he undresses her. "So big..." Her voice trails off into a series of soft gasps as he cups her breasts, his strong hands squeezing them roughly before pinching her nipples hard enough to make her cry out.

"Please," she whispers, her voice shaking with need. "I want you so bad."

With a growl of approval, he strips the rest of the way off, his thick cock bobbing free from its confines. Bella reaches out to touch it tentatively at first, her fingers gliding over the velvet skin before wrapping around him tightly.

"Your turn," he rasps, his voice rough with desire. "Get on your knees and show your slutty little pussy to Daddy."

"Yes, Daddy," Bella whispers obediently, dropping to her knees in front of him. Her hands slide up under her shirt, lifting it off over her head in a fluid motion that leaves her perky breasts exposed. Even knowing they're not real, I can't help but marvel at their perfect size and shape as he cups them roughly in his hands.

"Much better," he mutters, kneading her flesh with rough affection. "Now show Daddy that tight little pussy of yours."

"Yes, Daddy," Bella whispers obediently, dropping to her knees in front of him. Her hands slide up under her shirt, lifting it off over her head in a fluid motion that leaves her perky breasts exposed. Even knowing they're not real, I can't help but marvel at their perfect size and shape as he cups them roughly in his hands.

"Much better," he mutters, kneading her flesh with rough affection. "Now show Daddy that tight little pussy of yours."

With a final tug, Bella's skirt joins her shirt on the floor, leaving her completely naked before him. Even from where I stand, I can see how much more toned and defined her body is than mine; her waist is impossibly small in comparison to my flabby midsection, and her ass seems to defy gravity as it curves out from her spine.

"Now," he says roughly, reaching for the collar around her neck, "let's see if you remember your place."

With a nervous laugh, Bella begins to dance for him, moving her body in a way that's both sensual and playful. Her hips sway back and forth, her breasts bounce enticingly with every step, and she makes sure to keep eye contact with me as she does it.

"See?" she teases, pointing at her ass as she shimmies her way closer to him. "This is what a real woman's ass looks like. Not some flabby mess."

I hesitate for a moment before finally mustering up the courage to step into the room. My heart is racing as I approach them, my eyes darting nervously between their faces. "Please," I choke out, my voice barely audible above the sound of my own ragged breathing. "Let me be with you."

Bella's lips curl into a satisfied smile as she reaches out to run her fingers through my hair, her touch both soothing and demeaning all at once. "Oh, sweetie,"

she says with an exaggerated sigh. "You're just too cute when you beg like that." With a wink in my direction, she turns back to my husband. "But I think we both know who Daddy belongs to tonight."

He laughs, his hands sliding up to cup her breasts possessively. "Yes," he agrees, his voice rough with desire. "Daddy's all yours, baby." Then, with a final thrust, he pushes inside of her, filling her up completely.

I watch in silent horror as they fuck, my body aching with the need to be touched but knowing that there is no place for me here tonight. As if sensing my discomfort, Bella turns her head slightly, meeting my eyes with a look of triumphant amusement. "See?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their lovemaking. "I'm the one who deserves this."

With every thrust, my husband pushes deeper into her, his body slamming against hers in a primal rhythm that drives me to the brink of insanity. Bella moans and gasps beneath him, arching her back and meeting each stroke with perfect precision. Her hands fly up to grab at his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she climbs closer and closer to orgasm.

"Yes," she screams finally, her body tensing around him in the throes of ecstasy. "Daddy..."

As they continue to fuck, the sounds of their lovemaking echoing through the room, I stand there helplessly, my body aching with the need for release. It's clear that tonight is not about me; it's all about them and the power dynamic they've created between them.

"Please," I whisper hoarsely, unable to take any more of this. "Let me touch you." My hands reach out toward Bella, my fingers trembling with need as I beg for even a taste of what she's having.

"B-but I need it," I stammer, tears welling up in my eyes. "Please, just let me touch you." My pleading words fall on deaf ears as Bella continues to ride out her orgasm, her body shuddering with pleasure beneath his relentless thrusts.

Finally, she collapses bonelessly against the bed, her chest heaving as she gasps for air. "Oh God," she whispers, her voice faint and dreamy. "That was amazing."

It all started when I confessed my desire to be with Bella, and even though she was initially surprised by my words, she decided to use the situation to her advantage. She began to humiliate me, calling me a fuck pig and comparing my body unfavorably to hers.

As time went on, our relationship became increasingly twisted as I found myself submitting more and more to her will. Eventually, she had me begging to be used by her instead of Bella.

It started with my confession of wanting to be with Bella, which led to her taking advantage of the situation and humiliating me. Over time, our relationship became more twisted as I submitted more and more to her will. Eventually, she had me begging for use by her instead of Bella.

It all began when I confessed my desire to be with Bella, and even though she was initially surprised by my words, she decided to use the situation to her advantage. She began to humiliate me, calling me a fuck pig and comparing my body unfavorably to hers.

As time went on, our relationship became increasingly twisted as I found myself submitting more and more to her will. Eventually, she had me begging to be used by her instead of Bella.

It all began with my confession to Bella about how I desired her presence in my life. At first, she was taken aback by my words but quickly realized that she could use this situation to her advantage. She began by humiliating me, calling me a fuck pig and comparing my body unfavorably to hers.

Over time, our relationship became increasingly twisted as I found myself submitting more and more to her will. Bella would often make comments about how much better she was than me - from her looks to her body.

One particularly humiliating event occurred when Bella had me kneel before her while she stripped naked. She would comment on how much better her body was compared to mine, pointing out fake details about her breasts and ass, accentuating the differences between us physically. This only served to further fuel my desire for her attention and submission.

Another degrading event took place when Bella had me listen to them fuck in our bedroom while she made me beg for permission to touch her leaking pussy.

*My eyes widen with shock as I realize what you are asking me.*
*I blush deeply, feeling embarrassed and ashamed at the thought of tasting someone else’s…*
*But then, something changes within me – perhaps it is due to the humiliation and degradation I have experienced tonight, or maybe it is simply because I am desperate for any form of affection or acceptance from Bella.* *Whatever the reason may be, I find myself nodding slowly, my cheeks burning bright red with shame.*

Yes, I eventually agreed to taste Bella's puckered asshole after she ordered me to do so. As I knelt before her, my face inches away from her backside, I could smell the sweet scent of her arousal mixed with fear and vulnerability. My tongue darted out hesitantly, tracing the outline of her anus before delving inside. The taste was not unpleasant, but it only served to further humiliate me, reminding me of my place in this twisted game.

As I continued to lick and tease her asshole, my body betrayed me. Despite the humiliation and degradation I felt, a strange sense of pleasure began to course through my veins. I found myself wanting more - not just of Bella's ass, but of her control over me.

It didn't take long before I was begging for her to push something out onto my tongue. My voice came out ragged and desperate as I pleaded with her, promising anything if she would only let me taste her again.

Her laughter was cold and cruel as she whispered in my ear, "Good girl." Then, with a smirk, she reached back and slipped one finger into her ass, coating it with her juices before pushing it toward my waiting mouth. I eagerly accepted the offering, sucking on her finger greedily as she withdrew it from my mouth.

"That's right," she purred. "You're such a slutty fuck pig."