The wives' club has been open for a year.

Years have passed since the wives' club opened
. The women at the crossroads—that's what Ada and her friends call themselves—have all managed to seduce their cuckolded husbands, and the club they've planned has been open for a full year.
The club, called Green Hat Realty, is located 35 miles north of the city, at the foot of a mountain. A two-story building has been completely transformed into a fully equipped, comfortable, and secluded brothel. It's equipped with the latest and most efficient technology, even having its own power supply to ensure uninterrupted operation in case of municipal problems. A highway runs past the club, providing convenient access for its guests.
Green Hat Realty is incredibly profitable; over 200 VIP cards have been sold, and 60% of the more than 90 employed male sex workers are Black. The women who come to patronize it prefer sex with Black men, believing them to be the true stallions who can provide them with endless sexual pleasure.
Green Hat Realty doesn't charge customers; all its profits come from donations and bequests, so there's no expectation of future revenue. As the club celebrated its first anniversary, the four women who founded it and their husbands happily enjoyed their achievements.
While the club's interior was well-equipped, it wasn't luxurious; after all, the people who came were there for sex, not to enjoy luxurious hotel rooms. Generally, they only stayed one or two nights, and as long as their needs were met, extravagance was unnecessary. However, all the rooms were very comfortable and beautiful, equipped with soft, large double beds. Room amenities included well-designed and crafted furniture, bathrooms, and clean bedding and towels.
At night, the club's management was primarily handled by the cuckolded husbands. Providing the best service to the ladies, ensuring their comfort and convenience, was their inescapable responsibility.
The cuckolded husbands were responsible for changing sheets for the ladies and their male partners, providing drinks, cosmetics, and other services. They also had to carefully clean the rooms after each use, preparing for the next guest. Furthermore, the club's rules stipulated that in order to provide the ladies with the best sex and entertainment, the cuckolded husbands had to accept any humiliation they might inflict.
Kelly thoroughly enjoyed her nights at the club, although her husband Henry and several other cuckolded husbands weren't as enthusiastic as she and the other women. They still appreciated the time spent at the club because if they performed well, they would receive rewards such as temporarily removing their penis cages. Otherwise, they would have to wear the penis cages that imprisoned their sexual desires 24/7.
That evening, the club was celebrating its first anniversary, and several ladies, along with their cuckolded husbands, had arrived at the club by 7 p.m.
"Henry, please behave well tonight. If you have time, you can find some fun for yourself, but don't bother me, okay?"
Kelly said to her husband.
"Yes, madam, I won't let you down. I don't want to be spanked."
"Very good, actually I don't want to punish you like that either. Just behave well then. Serve well, and if any lady or their stallion needs your service, be proactive and don't complain."
"Yes, madam."
Henry followed Clyde through the club's main entrance. Whenever he and Clyde strolled around the club, he always followed her so humbly, keeping a two-step distance.
At the club's office door, they encountered Ida, who was always so radiant, energetic, and full of enthusiasm for her work.
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Calfield."
She was pleased they were at the club so early. "Get the rehearsals started, hurry inside. Clyde, I've got something very special planned for you tonight, we'll talk about it later, okay?"
"Okay,"
Clyde said. "Then let's go in and get ready for the anniversary celebration. See you later."
The couple checked the preparations at the various venues in the club and found that there were many guests tonight, with crowds everywhere. After all, it was the weekend, and with the anniversary celebration, attracting so many guests made Clyde very excited.
"It looks really good!"
Clyde said happily to Henry.
"Indeed, dear,"
Henry was also happy. "I wish I could see someone I know here."
"Clarence is definitely here,"
Clyde said. "You two can keep each other company."
"Yes, he should definitely be here, but I haven't seen him yet."
"Maybe he's busy changing the sheets,"
Clyde said with a laugh.
"No way, it's still early,"
Henry said.
“Maybe you’re right,”
she replied. “It’s alright, darling. Go look for him in the room. I’m going to the amusement park to check.”
With that, Clarence laughed again; she seemed to be in a good mood tonight.
A week ago, Clarence met a tall, muscular man at the club. That night, after returning home, Clarence couldn’t contain her excitement and couldn’t wait to tell Henry about her time with that man.
“Oh my God, my God!”
she exclaimed, “You have no idea how strong he was. He played with me in all sorts of ways, fucking me over and over again, it felt so good. He was such a good fucker!”
Recalling what happened last week, Henry sighed as he watched Clarence leave. Although he hadn’t truly accepted the reality of Clarence being wantonly raped by another man, he knew this was the punishment he deserved, this was his fate.
Henry found Clarence at the bar. “Hey, hello!”
he greeted Clarence, walking up to the older man.
"Oh, it's Henry. Nice to see you... So, is she going to cuckold you again tonight?"
Henry nodded. "Yeah, I guess so. Isn't that why we're here? She's here to humiliate me."
"I know, I know, me too. But I won't be humiliated tonight. The boss ordered me to mainly serve the guests tonight, bring them tea and water, change the sheets and stuff. Of course, I also have to order some sex toys for them online. You know, you really can't do without the internet."
"Exactly,"
Henry said.
"Look, your wife's chatting with some guy over there,"
Clarence said.
Henry turned around and saw his wife, Kerry, standing in the distance, chatting intimately with a tall black man. "Damn, that guy looks like a wall."
"His name is Jackson, all the women here love that guy. I heard his cock is 15 inches long and thick, and he's incredibly virile. It's guys like him who make life even harder for us cuckolded husbands."
"Ugh, you bet,"
Henry said, glancing worriedly at his wife. He saw that Kerry had already left the guy named Jackson, and felt a sense of relief. Damn, the destructive power of a 15-inch long black cock is too strong.
Just after Kerry was out of Henry's sight, he saw John Lawlerson walk over. The three cuckolded men chatted for a while and drank a few glasses of wine. They were actually using alcohol to numb their senses, using the numbness to resist the humiliation brought by their wives. On nights like this, the women completely ignored the existence of their husbands, wantonly searching the club for strange men who could make them orgasm.
After a while, Henry was the first to be called to provide services. The club's rule was that once a man's wife hooked up with another man, her cuckolded husband automatically became their servant, responsible for keeping the bedroom clean, providing everything needed, and ensuring his wife fully enjoyed sexual pleasure with the other man.
Seeing Clyne approaching from a distance, Henry knew what was about to happen, and the other two cuckolded men also noticed.
"Hey, look, Henry, your wife's coming,"
John said.
"Yeah, I know,"
Henry said.
"Hey, darling,"
Clyne said, walking up to Henry.
"Hello, darling,"
Henry replied.
"You know why I came to see you?"
Clyne asked, feeling somewhat embarrassed, because for the rest of the night, her beloved husband would be forced to serve as a sex slave to a couple indulging in promiscuity, forced to watch them enjoy sexual pleasure while unable to release his own desires.
"Of course, I understand,"
Henry replied.
Clyne took a one-inch-wide leather collar with a pull ring from her handbag. The collar had the number 17 on it—the bedroom number where he would be providing services that night. Seeing the number, Henry felt a sense of relief, because it wasn't Clarice's bedroom number; she had arrived early today, and her room number was earlier.
"Kneel down, darling, let me put the collar on you. Remember the rules."
Henry obediently knelt before his wife, letting her put the collar around his neck. The collar had a clasp, and Henry couldn't remove it himself.
After putting on the collar, Clarice pulled her husband up, kissed him on the neck, and said, "Go on, good boy, hurry up and serve well. Once you put on the collar, you're not allowed to stay at the bar anymore. You know where to go, right?"
Henry obediently nodded and turned to run towards the bedroom area. He was somewhat surprised to find that the tall black man named Jackson was standing at the door of bedroom 17 with April, waiting for him. So, Clarice's man tonight wasn't this ugly, fierce black guy. Seeing Henry dawdling, the man and woman standing at the door gestured for him to hurry up.
"Yes, madam,"
Henry said. "I apologize for being late."
Henry spoke piously, looking down at the woman's pretty little feet. One of the club's rules was that cuckolded husbands were not allowed to look directly into the eyes of women, including their wives, nor into the eyes of men with those women. While performing their services, they could only humbly bow their heads.
"Well, that's alright. Hurry up and get everything done,"
April leaned closer to Henry and whispered in his ear. "You have to promise me you'll tell my husband John everything you saw and heard tonight, understand?"
she chuckled.
"Yes, madam,"
Henry replied respectfully.
"Alright, now stand still, little cuckold,"
April said. "Let me put a chain on your collar so I can control you better."
Several chains of varying lengths were attached to the doorknob in the room, connecting to the slaves' collars, preventing them from moving freely. Each female guest had a key to unlock the chains, allowing them to adjust the slave's position at any time. April adjusted the chain length and then had Henry sit on a low stool near the door. Henry thought that sitting here, he could probably hear the groans and screams coming from the other rooms.
Claire brought her lover, Arnold, to bedroom number 9. Although she didn't recognize the cuckolded man serving in this bedroom that night, she still followed protocol, chaining him and making him sit on the stool by the door. Clearly, the man hadn't been here long; he seemed somewhat unfamiliar with everything.
Looking at the comfortable bed and exquisite decor, Arnold couldn't help but admire it inwardly—this was truly a good place to fuck this woman! Thinking this, he couldn't help but look at the beautiful woman beside him again.
Tonight, Kerry was wearing a black silk bodysuit with a low neckline, revealing most of her fair breasts. A black pearl necklace adorned her long, slender neck, making her beautiful face even more captivating. She wore a light red miniskirt and black stockings on her long, sexy legs, exuding irresistible allure. Arnold embraced Kerry, kissing her while gently caressing her breasts.
Kerry pushed away Arnold's hands from her breasts, then grasped his erect penis and pinched it hard. Arnold's eyes widened in surprise, his expression a mixture of confusion and fear.
"You're a boy with a big dick, aren't you?"
Kerry asked.
"I guess so,"
he murmured in reply, lowering his head to continue kissing her gently, and she responded.
Arnold embraced Kerry tightly, his hands groping behind her back, trying to unzip the back of her bodysuit. He quickly unbuttoned and removed her sweater and skirt, leaving her standing before him in only her bra and panties. Arnold kissed Kerry again, then unhooked her bra and expertly tossed it aside. He knelt down and slowly pulled down Kerry's panties, leaving her completely naked.
Arnold was a tall, strong Black man, about 25 years old. This was Kerry's first time having sex with a Black man. Having heard many rumors about Black men's incredible sexual prowess and enormous penises, she was eager to verify these rumors with Arnold. So, she lifted Arnold up, knelt down herself, reached for his belt, unzipped his zipper, and let his jeans slide down his legs to the floor. Then, with excitement and anticipation, she pulled down his panties.
A huge black penis sprang out with a thud, the semi-erect shaft swaying in front of her face, exuding a stimulating and seductive aura. Kerry stared wide-eyed at the enormous rod in front of her, finding it hard to believe that such a large, fleshy rod, which should have been found in a zoo or a primeval forest, was actually standing right in front of her.
This thick, black penis was at least as long and thick as an adult's forearm, and the erect glans was as big as a child's fist—it was truly spectacular! Kerry thought to herself, "If such a huge thing were inserted into my vagina, it would definitely be stretched to its limit like when a baby is born."
Arnold pulled the somewhat stunned Kerry up, pulled her back into his arms, and kissed her softly, saying, "Darling, we have plenty of time tonight. I'll make you feel very, very comfortable. I'll slowly let you get used to me, and I'll give you the most comfortable enjoyment for a long time."
"That's wonderful,"
Kerry said, already intoxicated.
Arnold lifted Kerry up like a toy doll and placed her on the bed, then knelt between her legs, burying his face in her vulva and licking her labia, clitoris, and anus with great hunger. A few minutes later, Kerry was brought to orgasm by Arnold's licking, moaning as she released copious amounts of vaginal fluid onto the sheets. She could hardly believe that she had already experienced orgasm before even having intercourse with Arnold. She wondered how much more pleasure Arnold's large penis would bring her once inside.
At that moment, Arnold stopped licking, his massive body covering Kerry's. When his glans touched her labia, Kerry couldn't help but let out a soft scream. There was some pain, but it was a pleasurable pain, a feeling Henry had never given her before. Ah, this feeling was so special!
"Ouch!"
Kerry cried out as Arnold penetrated her, "You're killing me!"
"Hehe, other women have said that before,"
Arnold said with a smile, continuing to thrust deeper into Kerry's body. His movements were gentler, allowing Kerry to gradually adjust to his size and hardness. Kerry spread her legs as wide as possible, trying to open her vulva and relax her body to welcome Arnold's invasion.
"Oh, I've finally been fucked by a black man,"
Clarice said leisurely. "My husband never imagined I'd be like this."
As time went on, Clarice became more and more accustomed to Arnold, and he fucked her harder and harder. Finally, the two reached orgasm simultaneously, and Arnold ejaculated a large amount of semen directly into Clarice's vagina.
*** *** *** ***
In bedroom 17, Jackson also finished raping April. Henry sat in the corner of the room, witnessing the lewd scene of the black man wantonly playing with John's wife, and he could hear the lewd moans and laughter of men and women outside. He knew that his wife Clarice and her lover were among those moans and laughter. Around 9 p.m., April and Jackson prepared to leave the room.
"Alright, my dear cuckolded little man, now you clean the room and prepare to receive the next couple of lovers,"
April said, unlocking his chains.
"Yes, madam,"
Henry replied softly, his eyes on the floor. After April and Jackson left the room, he began to carefully clean it, changing the soiled sheets and replacing them with clean ones. He also sprayed air freshener in the room to remove the strong smell of semen, vaginal fluid, and the lingering stench of intercourse. Then, he sat down to await the arrival of another couple.

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