Chapter 5

“Damn, Michelle, why does your ass have to be so yummy?” my estranged wife, Karen, complained with some partial sincerity while she kept returning to the self-appointed task of rimming her bestie, even as I fucked said friend below her mouth.

“Oh, stop whining and keep licking my butt ... we both love it when you do that, so stop pretending and just enjoy it the way that your husband is loving every second of the action,” Michelle taunted Karen before pulling away to slip her some tongue and taste herself on the other woman’s lips.

“Okay, love, I do ... enjoy it ... but damn, why do you have to rub it in my face?” Karen still whined a bit.

“Because I can, honey. Because I can ... and you know it. There is no use pretending otherwise, babe,” Michelle was merciless, of course, not sparing Karen’s feelings ... she felt that the woman needed a cold splash of water to her face ... a reality check ... she loved her, but it was time for some tough love nowadays.

The way that Michelle moved her hips to greet me, part of that tough love was a fresh reminder for Karen that she and I were lovers, as we should be, and that she was pregnant by me with her own now sissified spouse’s enthusiastic support, of course. With any luck, Karen would get pregnant by me, too, but she had to earn it, unlike the others. She had kicked me out of my own house, after all, despite my name being on the deed. Such an illegal eviction had to have some consequences, right?

Those were wild thoughts while Karen licked her bottom so eagerly and she squirted all over my cock. It was good to spill one’s seed just in case, after all. I didn’t want to rely entirely on a temporary fling to do the job ... it seemed to be wiser to ensure pregnancy by any means, given that Pauline/Paul wasn’t up to the task. At least she could deal with the situation better as a sissy and pansy and a bit of a cuck or wittol, however soft.

The room was thick with the musky scent of arousal and the tang of sweat. The bed squeaked with every thrust and the walls seemed to echo with our moans and grunts, a symphony of lust that filled the air. Karen’s eyes, glossed over with a mix of anger and desire, flicked up to meet mine, and for a moment, I felt a pang of ... something. Maybe it was pity, or maybe it was the last dregs of the love we’d once had. But it was quickly washed away as she took a deep breath and went back to her task, her tongue sliding up and down, tracing the lines of my shaft.

Karen also stared at Siobhan from the prison and her own daughters, all of them licking each other while eagerly watching me fuck their “Aunt Michelle,” right? Or at least that was what they started calling her to further torment their mother, as they didn’t approve of how she had treated me, as much as they loved both of us. I was just a better parent to the trio than any of the other possible men in Karen’s life, whatever one thought of my prison job as Assistant Warden.

My stepdaughters, who basically thought of me as their father and who missed those days when their mother was more reasonable, joined Siobhan in bending over while Michelle shoved Karen’s face in their asses next. The prison nurse thoroughly enjoyed being licked that way, as did our daughters, just as I enjoyed fucking each of them in front of Karen while she rimmed them. The biggest humiliation for her, though, was being made to lick Pauline’s ass while her surgical scar from the castration stared her in the face. Pauline seemed to have a very active sex life for a eunuch and pansy, of course.

But we were all one happy polyamorous family now, weren’t we? Or it would be once Karen accepted her new role in our household ... in whichever house it might be. Michelle was basically part of our family, too, as were Pauline and Siobhan. This was going to be a real transformation for all of us. Michelle increasingly seemed to think of me as her man, much to my surprise, but then Pauline was her sissy, not a man, so he/she didn’t count.

“Why are you whining about getting to do what you craved and begged doing earlier, on the phone ... rimming Michelle ... rimming our daughters ... rimming Siobhan, while I fuck all of them! I know that you didn’t beg to rim Pauline, but you offered to do ‘group action’ with her and with Michelle. Face it ... you went from wanting a divorce to begging and pleading and even groveling for a second chance ... don’t back out now ... too late for that. You should grovel more. You look so sexy when you do that!” I taunted my estranged wife, who greedily licked the ladies in spite of her protests.

“Okay, okay ... but where do we live?” Karen now asked me.

“Well, I think that we live wherever I say, whether that’s here or our place, or should I say, my place, since my name was on the deed, not yours ... or Michelle’s place at times. Or Siobhan’s quarters or the general quarters,” I grinned, even as Michelle smirked and so did Pauline ... and Siobhan.

“But you need to make it right with me, and I’m thinking ... since you love this so much ... maybe we can work out something where you can serve all of us, in various ways, at various locations ... because let’s face it, you’re not going anywhere without my permission,” I said, stroking her hair, “hell, maybe you can assist our work in this nice big unisex prison colony of ours, here on Hellmark Island. Naturally, we need to make sure that you get knocked up, too, wouldn’t you agree ... that you have my baby, our baby by blood, half-sibling to Erica, Brooke, and Riley, at long last. You’ve made me wait far too long for that ... I’m not waiting anymore.”

“Yes, yes, please, sorry, Jim ... honey, ... I, Karen Jackson, will be the best Mrs. Jim Jackson that I can be ... just give me another chance ... I don’t want to be alone ... I want our family back! I want our daughters back ... and I want you back!” Karen really made me smile as I began fucking her in earnest.

“I’m especially pleased that you called Erica, Brooke, and Riley, ‘our’ daughters for once, because they are OUR daughters ... I helped you raise them, after all ... and now it will be on MY terms that you get your family back ... a bigger, happier family than you would have guessed. I’m glad that I’m not the only breadwinner, so an Assistant Warden’s salary ain’t bad if it is supplemented by ... other incomes. Such as the amateur porn that we might well ending up, faces masked or otherwise covered up ... maybe blurred, of course,” I declared as the orgy turned into a full-blown free-for-all ... everyone fucking and licking everyone else.

Well, maybe not Pauline fucking anyone, but she was pegged by each of the ladies, now that her balls were gone and she couldn’t get it up anymore ... I couldn’t wait to see the effects of the estrogen shots as she got more of them. I ended up buggering her myself, of course, and we all got it on well into the night, in so many combinations that it was clear that lust was the main theme, even more than revenge by the end.

The next morning came pretty fast, and Michelle and Pauline had to leave for some business of their own right then ... maybe work, maybe not. They weren’t clear on that point. Siobhan and I led Karen, Erica, Brooke, and Riley into the main prison grounds themselves, where they were clothed (for now), but they got to see a lot of naked inmates, both sexes, of course. Well, the sexes were now female and neuter, of course, as the former male inmates had been gelded upon their arrival, as noted before. Their estrogen shots were being administered by Siobhan and others, with me looking on and showing Karen and our daughters how that worked.