Submissive in my own home (Part 2 of 2)

In the afternoon, everything changes atmosphere. You've been noticing your stomach tightening all day, replaying the mature man's words in your head: "Today you won't just be a spectator." Your wife, far from being nervous, seems excited, thrilled, as if each Telegram message pushes her to cross another boundary. When the mature man announces that he's arriving with company, she locks herself in the bedroom to get ready. You, from the slightly open door, bite your lips at the sight of the transformation.

She emerges into the living room dressed as a slutty schoolgirl: a minimal mini skirt, panties peeking out, stockings up to mid-thigh, a striped shirt tied under her chest with her nipples clearly marked, platform heels, and her hair tied back in a casual bun. The sparkle in her eyes betrays that she doesn't intend to feign timidity.

You tremble a bit hearing the doorbell. You're about to open it out of habit, but the mature man already enters as if it's his house, and by his side, his friend enters: even older, fat, crude, with a slobbery smile and a directly dirty gaze. The smell of strong lotion, sweat, and tobacco hits you in the face before he says a word. The mature man passes by, greets your wife with a slap on the ass that resonates throughout the floor, and turns to his colleague:

"There she is. Today she's a schoolgirl and a pet, whatever you want."

The friend doesn't even greet, just pulls down his pants and sits her on his lap, putting his hand up her skirt as if you don't exist.

The mature man points at you:

"This is the cuckold of the group. You've paid for him, so use him as you see fit. His mouth and ass are yours."

He pushes you onto the sofa, pulls down your underwear to your ankles, leaving your cage well exposed. While his colleague rubs his cock looking at you with disgust and desire, the mature man spits on his hand and plants it on your face, manhandles your hair, and forces your tongue out.

The fat man's laughter resonates:

"Good Lord, what a wimp. Look how he gets stiff... Will you put it in for me, buddy?"

Between the two of them, they make you get on all fours on the carpet. The mature man grabs your waist, and the fat man kneels in front, pulls out his cock, and shoves it into your mouth abruptly, without regard. He fucks your mouth, spits on you, slaps your face, manhandles the cage to laugh at your humiliation.

Meanwhile, the mature man puts your wife on her back on the sofa, pulls apart her skirt, penetrates her abruptly, pulls out moans and laughter, spits on her, and slaps her:

"Today you're a slut for two, do you understand? That's what I've taught you for."

Your wife looks at the fat man and sucks his fingers, takes your head and pushes it even further, forcing you to swallow it whole. Between fuck and fuck, the two men pass around the cocaine, snort lines on the living room coffee table amidst la...