A Cock In The Hand - S01 E35

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A Cock In The Hand - S01 E35

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 35

Between flights in Chicago, I needed to touch base with Amy and clear the evening for Mark after I arrived in Minneapolis. Part of me hoped maybe she wouldn't answer as the lies were almost too much to live with.

"Hi honey, how are you? she answered, cheerily.

"I'm great. I miss you. How are Caleb and Ashley?" I replied, trying not to show my guilt.

"They're swimming and about ready to get dressed and go to CiCi's. Do you want me to get them?" She asked.

"I hate to interrupt them if they're swimming--with your mom, I assume?" I hoped she would not put them on as that would only add to my guilt.

"Yes, she's been great. Thanks for making the suggestion to bring her out."

"Did you get some down time today?" I asked, trying not to show my anxiety.

"Some, but I did a lot of interviewing babysitters and think Betsy Ramirez may work out. She really sounds like she's got it together, and her references all loved her. Do you want me to set up some time for you to interview her?"

"I trust you, Amy. If she passes your scrutiny, I'm sure she's good. That will be a relief. Everything going okay at work?"

"Yeah, Tony's still an ass, but that's not gonna change. I have tomorrow off again, so I'm good." She sounded a bit out of sorts, so I tried to sympathize with her.

"I hope things get better with him. I'm so sorry you have to deal with that."

"It'll be okay, I'm getting used to it. By the way, your lawn guy came by today. A little heads up would have been nice."

"What?" I replied, confused.

"Your lawn guy, you met at the park? What's his name... Mark?" she asked innocently.

My heart raced and I felt almost as if I might pass out. In a panic, I quickly tried to pull myself together and learn more. Her tone did not indicate a problem.

"Oh Mark. He showed up, today?" I asked, as calmly as I could, feigning indifference.

"Yes, he did. Did he have the wrong day? He seemed a little confused that I wasn't expecting him."

"Yeah, it was supposed to be next Monday when I'm home. So is he coming back next week?" I asked, trying to play it cool. I wanted to scream, hyper-ventilate and kill him all at once.

"No, he'll be done tomorrow..."

"So he did work today?" I asked, panicking inside, but trying not to show it.

"Yeah, he worked like a dog, and got more than half the bushes out. I paid him the four hundred you promised, but we need to pay him another four hundred tomorrow. That is hard work, and it is hot as hell this week. Are you okay with that?"

"Sure, if you think so. How was he? I asked, starting to think he was just showing me how easily he could blow up my life. Message received.

"He was fine, I think Mom's living some kind of fantasy, flirting with him. But he gives as good as he gets."

"Do you want me to call him and ask him to come back on Monday, when I'm home?" I wanted to insist but did not want to arouse her suspicions.

"No, no, it's fine. Just give me a heads-up next time. It was a little awkward at first, but he showed me the receipt from the ATM from when you gave him the money to help pay his rent. That was nice of you, by the way," she said, sincerely.

He was fucking with me for disobeying and the feeling of nausea intensified, knowing she thought I was a caring neighbor trying to help him out, when in reality I was being blackmailed in an effort to save my marriage.

"Just be careful around him. I felt bad for him and gave him some money, but we really don't know him. Make sure you or your mom are not alone with him, just to be safe. I really wanted to be there if he was going to work at the house. He didn't do anything inappropriate did he?"

There was a brief pause that made me uneasy, but she responded calmly. "No, no he was a gentleman." She stated matter of factly.

I paused, trying to think what to say next but decided not to risk alarming her. "Good to hear. I miss you and love you."

"Ditto," she replied succinctly.

"Are they still in the pool?"

"It's okay, I'll get them out. They will want to talk. Hold on."

I spoke to them both and in their haste to get back in the pool they hung up, rather than hand the phone back to Amy. I was relieved. My mind raced as I waited for the next flight. I wanted to call him and confront him about showing up at my home. But I could not fathom how that would be helpful. He held all the leverage.

When I arrived at my hotel, it was getting a bit late, and my anger and anxiety were off the charts. I tried to think about getting out of this. I could not imagine being able to orgasm twice and I knew he would insist. I decided to stop thinking and just call and get it over with.

"CC, how are you, my friend?

"You went to my house?" I asked trying to remain semi calm.

"Why yes, I did. What a sweet family. You should be proud, Steven."

His tone sent chills down my spine and the use of my alias Steven, just highlighted the lies and web of deception built because of Mark Fucking Thomas.

"Your mother in-law is quite the little vixen. What a sight this morning with those ladies in matching bikinis. You're a lucky man Stevie. They say, if you wanna know what your wife will look like in thirty years, look at her mother. Amy's mother is hot!"

I cringed at the sound of Amy's name coming from his mouth. How did I let this guy into my life. I had to get him out of ASAP.

"I don't want you back at my home ever again." I said firmly.

"Sorry my friend, I promised Amy I would be back bright and early to finish up ahead of the heat. Damn it was hot today, that's for sure."

"Come by next Monday, when I'm home..."

"Sorry Steverino, I made a promise, and I never want to disappoint a lady. Let alone two. Besides, you are gonna love how the place looks with those bushes all gone. Let's get to the reason for your call Captain Cock-whore. What you got to show me today?"

"Were not done yet Mr. Stilson," I said harshly.

"No we are not, you owe me two, and if you ever speak to me like that again, the spatula will make sure you don't sit for a week. Unless you want me to have a little sit down and watch some videos with Amy and Ericka. Not another fucking grunt of disobedience CC! Now strip."

I wanted to hang up, wait for my return and kick his fucking ass, but it would cost me everything! Instead, I swallowed hard, clamped my jaws together and set the phone down so I could undress.

"Good choice CC." he said, emotionless. "Prop up the camera, so I can see."

I was practically trembling with fear and anger. He showed no mercy and the thought of him being in my house with Amy made me sick. My cock was limp, shriveled, and lifeless. There was no hope of getting hard at this point let alone coming twice. As I undressed my mind raced with a hundred thoughts at once. Amy and Ericka watching the video's, putting a bullet in Marks head, before Officer Reeves arrested me and put me in prison for life where I would forever be branded Captain Cock-whore. It felt like my cock was retracting into my body like the head of a turtle going into its shell.

As I slid my pants and underwear down, I felt a growing sense of doom overtaking me, which only worsened as he began to laugh.

"Wow CC. What a difference a day makes. That little thing looks kind of pitiful don't you think? This is what happens when you go against your true nature, my friend. Submission and obedience make your dick hard. Defiance makes you limp. Now we are going to have to work for it today. So, tell me, do you have the video on your lap top Captain?"

I stood naked and defeated staring at my phone propped on the desk, at the mercy of the man that violated my home and was a heartbeat away from ruining my marriage. I answered pathetically. "Yes sir."

"Good, now get your dildo, lube, and laptop. Then position the phone camera with a view of the bed. I want you on the bed, hands and knees, ass high for the camera and we'll watch the video together."

I did as commanded, trying to think of a way out but if Amy ever saw this, it would be over. The arrogance of this bastard was boundless. Not only did he go to my house but shook Amy down for money and I was powerless to stop him! It was the ultimate in humiliation. On my knees, naked, with my ass to the camera, cock limp as a noodle, trying to imagine ever being hard again, but knowing he was expecting me to come, not once but twice. I really thought I would throw up instead.

"To put you at ease my friend. After working for Amy today, it is obvious she is quite satisfied. She spoke highly of you and was moved by your kindness to a stranger in need. I shared my gratitude for your generosity and pension for helping others in need. She shared how happy she was with your support adjusting to a new city and job. She is quite the catch you're a lucky man. Your mother-in-law on the other hand is a flirty little spitfire. I've never really thought much about the MILF thing, but she has me thinking."

In some demented way his words set me at ease. Not that he could be trusted, but his attention to Ericka put me at ease regarding Amy. None the less as I assumed the position, my dick was lifeless, and I could not imagine what his wrath would be when I failed to perform.

"You are obviously distressed today CC. We're going to have to take it slow. I do like the look of that ass held high for me. Thank you. Remember how hard you came with my cock in that tight little ass, my friend..."

My internal voice yelled, "You are not my friend!"

"Remember the first time you took all of me, CC? I'm still in awe that you've done what no one else could. You took it with such enthusiasm..." He sighed heavily. "I can almost feel it now. My cock is getting hard thinking about it. Um, and the feel of my stiff dick sliding into your throat..."

That twisted feeling of pride for deep throating his huge dick began to make my cock stir. I was angry with myself as I felt that familiar tingling wave start to build in my groin, like some Pavlovian dog programed to respond mindlessly.

"Ok CC let's start the video when I countdown, in three... two... one.

I balanced one hand and pushed the start button on the screen and began watching myself in the Captain Cock-whore costume as I lubed the dildo with both hands.

"Go ahead and lube that asshole CC. And the dildo too. I can't wait for the show, my friend."

I balanced on my elbows and squeezed some lube into my hands. Then I reached back and spread it down my crack.

"Good, now slide a finger in that ass and lube it up nice." I did as commanded. "Good now finger that little ass for me. That's good, I bet that taint's getting stiff already."

Sadly, he was right, I could feel myself stiffening as my alter ego in the video stroked the rubber cock with lubed hands.

"Are you ready for two now CC?" he asked in his full arrogant tone.

"Yes sir, thank you sir." I replied in my fully compliant voice. And with my last bit of resistance gone, I slipped in the second finger and continued fucking myself.

"Ready to lube your dildo, Captain?"

"Yes please." I replied. "Can I face the camera?" I asked knowing how I lubed the day before.

"If you'd like." He replied calmly.

I turned to see his head filling the screen, disappointed he wasn't showing his dick.

Then, without instruction, I held the three balled dildo in front of my on elbows and knees and began to suck it, first with one ball and then the second. I bobbed on it from there as I relaxed my throat and pushed it a little deeper each time.

"That's the Cock-whore way to lube it CC. You make me proud."

His condescending sarcasm could not negate the feeling of taking the whole thing in my mouth brought. My cock was nearly fully hard, a few moments after feeling completely lifeless. The thought of his hot hard cock in my mouth as I force him into my throat, had my cock throbbing.

"Look at you go CC. Show me your boner, my friend."

I released the dildo and stood up on my knees, bring my hard-on into clear view.

"There's my Cock-whore. Are you ready to show me what a bad little whore you were yesterday?"

I tried to defend myself. "You sent me the video and I had to see it. Then, I couldn't stop thinking about your cock." I told him to stroke his ego and it was the truth.

"You have a one-track mind don't you CC?"

"Please show me your cock," I begged, even surprising myself.

"You'll see it soon enough, but I decide when. Do you really think you deserve my cock after disobeying my command?"

I hated being talked to like a child, yet the thought of not seeing it again, touching it and servicing it was too much. "No sir, I'm sorry." I said pathetically.

"Good, now show me how you disobeyed me yesterday."

Defeated and worked up yet again, I just let go. "When you told me I had the "day off" I was angry..."

"Why were you angry?" he asked, taunting me.

"I wanted control of my life back, but I just remembering how it felt to take all of you and I wanted more," I stared down at the bed in shame, boner in full view.

I glance up at his grin and wondered why I let this man control me and why this humiliation only made me harder and hornier. He just smiled silently, so I continued.

"I wanted to show myself that you didn't control me, so I took out the dildo and stuck it to the tray on the ottoman." Since there was no ottoman, I walked to the end table next to the chair and positioned it next to the bed and repositioned the camera to show it. Then suctioned the cock to the table..." I continued with the story and sucked the cock wet before positioning myself over it to show him how I rode it till I came. I hit the remote to turn on the vibrator as I touched it to my ass. Suddenly it stopped, so I gripped the remote again and turned it back on, only to feel it stop before I could push it in.

"I'm driving for this CC." He said as it began to hum again.

"Thank you, sir, can I fuck your cock now?" I asked as I pressed the tip into my ass and continued. "I watched the video as I rode your dildo yesterday remembering how it felt to be in my costume and feel your hot hardness inside me." As I pressed the first ball into my ass, the vibrator switched to pulse mode causing me to groan and quake. "Oh God, thank sir."

"You are the little suck up whore today, aren't you?"

"Yes sir." I replied pushing in the second ball.

"You think being an obedient little slut today will make me forget the spatula after your insubordination yesterday?"

"Please Mark, I'll be good, I promise."

"I just don't think I can trust you..."

"I swear, let me show you how much I want to please you." I begged as the vibrator kicked up a notch. "Oh yes, thank you Mark." I pushed the third ball in and bottomed out on the rubber cock.

"What happened to sir?"

"Sorry Sir, I meant no disrespect." The dildo went back to pulse on the higher setting this time. I continued, hoping to avoid his taunting and get the first orgasm done.

"I watched myself fucking the dildo in my costume and remembered how much I liked you watching me come for you with my mask on."

It went back to constant on. "Oh fuck, thank you." I said bouncing on the dildo.

"You like when I'm in control." He stated it as fact.

"Oh yes sir, so much." I panted. "Can I show you how I came for you cock, sir?"

"That's kind of the point, isn't it?"

"Yes sir. I stoked myself like this as I watched the video." I began to stroke my cock slowly at first.

"Once I touched myself, I couldn't stop." I said as I stroked faster and faster. "I yelled with the video as I bounced like this. Oh God, I'm coming for you cock!"

I thought sure he would stop it or otherwise torture me as I felt the orgasm build. "Oh God, I'm coming for your cock!"

"I guess we'll have to send your costume on the road when you travel."

"Yes please!" I grunted; mouth agape as I came in a shuttering climax. "Coming... For... Your... Cock!" My body jerked convulsively as my hand moved in a frenzied blur. The vibrator tickled my balls and taint as I bounced. After a moment the spasms stopped and I settled onto the dildo, letting it press all the way in.

Next, I licked cum from my hand. "Then I cleaned up as you've taught me."

I continued and took the phone to the shower and repeated my shower orgasm for him.