Chapter 93

WEDNESDAY LATE — SEPTEMBER 25

Tate walked into the bedroom to see Virginia and Elizabeth sitting on the side of the bed. Both were wearing almost transparent negligées with matching panties, the outfits given to them by Jeff's wives. Virginia's outfit was red, and Elizabeth's was a pale yellow. Both women blushed as he stopped before them.

"I've decided..." Virginia started, but was cut off by her husband.

"Both of you kneel before me," Tate snapped impulsively.

"What ... I don't..."

"Now!"

Elizabeth slid to the floor on her knees, but Virginia hesitated.

"Shall I tear your ass up now, or later?" Quinton snapped again, putting his hands on his hips and glaring at her.

"Look, Quinton, I ... eeep," she squealed as he jerked her up, quickly sat on the side of the bed and pulled her across his lap.

Whap! The first slap of his big hand landed on her tight ass an instant after she sprawled across his legs.

"Oooh. Shit, Quinton that hurts," she whined, struggling to get up.

Whap!

"Oooooh,"

Not satisfied, he jerked the panties down to bare her tight ass.

She thrashed her legs, trying to get purchase with her feet, to no avail, then tried to roll away. He pressed down with his other arm, hard.

Whap!

Her indignation and anger quickly turned into wails of pain as she gasped out, "Oh, God, Quinton that hurts. You don't realize..." Whap! "Ooooh ... how much it hurts," she gasped. "Oh, shit, Baby, you're killing me." Her cries got louder, then became sobs as Tate continued. After one ass cheek was red, he began on the other.

Five hard licks on each cheek and he paused. "Diana says that you're going to be my Queen Bitch. I'll be the first to admit that this is all a little beyond the pale for me, but she and Jeff believe it. Our marriage as such is over; has been for the last five years. I've let you get away with being a bitch to me, but it's over. Either this works with the three of us, or I go looking for some strange pussy — and I won't have to look far."

Shifting his gaze to a trembling Elizabeth, "Get her a tissue," he ordered.

Eyes big, she scrambled to comply.

When Elizabeth handed Virginia the tissues and returned to her knees, "Blow your nose, and get on your knees, hands clasped behind you, head down a little, eyes fixed on the carpet." When Virginia hesitated, the big man continued, "The next stopping point is twenty. You just got ten. No problem to me. It's your ass."

Virginia opened her mouth to protest, but saw the look on her husband's face. Sliding quickly to the floor, she joined her sister who had already assumed the position without specifically being told. "From now until I tell you differently, when I come home from work, both of you will be in the bedroom in that position."

"Quinton," Virginia began, looking up at him as he now stood in front of them again.

"Next stop twenty," he growled.

She quickly ducked her head and looked at the floor, shivering.

"That's better. If I'm really an Alpha Male and this ... procedure, whatever it is, is going to bring out abilities in me, then you two are going to start treating me differently — a lot differently. I love both of you, but that love has allowed you, Virginia, to get away with treating me like shit. That's over," he snarled again.

"Look up at me, Virginia." When she did, "Over. Do you understand?"

Virginia hesitated, but when he reached for her, she quickly added. "Yes, Quinton. I'll do as you say, but..."

Tate snatched her up and put her over his knees again. Ten rapid hard licks later, she was back on her knees, snuffling, dabbing at her eyes with another handful of tissues. "This can go on all night. My hand will last a lot longer than your ass," he threatened.

"Yes, yes. I'll do anything you say. Anything. Just don't hit my ass again. I can't stand any more."

"And you, Elizabeth?"

His sister-in-law softly giggled. "I haven't had sex in five years. Well, sex with a man. I've loved you ever since I can remember. You won't have to worry about my lying there and faking death while you make love to me. If I had known that Virginia was doing that to you, she and I would have had a discussion long ago. I would love to be your second woman. If you want to spank me, you certainly can, but I'll do anything you want, anyway."

Tate quickly stripped his clothes off, tossing them on a nearby chair. Standing before the still-kneeling women, he stroked his dick as he looked down at them. "Look up at me, now."

Elizabeth's eyes locked to the hard cock only a foot or so from her face. Unconsciously, she licked her lips. It's a good thing I've had two kids. Otherwise, I would be worried that he would rip me apart with that thing. Damn, Virginia said it was big, but she didn't say that big.

"Suck it," he said, his voice hoarse.

Virginia leaned forward and reached out. "No. I want Elizabeth first."

Virginia almost opened her mouth to protest that she was his wife, but her stinging ass reminded her just in time. Quinton saw the aborted movement and said, "Good choice, Darling. The next stopping point is thirty. I doubt if you would be able to sit tomorrow, and nothing is going to get you out of your new duties."

Virginia's face reddened, but she remained quiet.

Elizabeth leaned up and grasped his cock with both hands, bringing her mouth to the tip. Reaching out with her tongue, she licked a drop of pre-come away. Smiling, she opened her mouth as wide as she could as she pushed her lips over the head. Stopping with just the head inside her mouth, she licked, paying extra attention to the underside close to the tip. Quinton groaned in spite of himself.

Pulling back just enough for his cock to clear her lips, Elizabeth said, "If you come in proportion to the size of your balls, I'll be pregnant as soon as I'm fertile. I'm almost in the middle of my cycle; although, I haven't felt my ovulation start, and I can usually feel it."

"You won't get pregnant until we decide for it to happen. Jeff told me that I could tell you that he used ... a process on us last night. The process will make you look younger. But to tell you anything more, the both of you have to swear to never tell anyone, or even hint about it, other than to talk about it with the Matthews."

Elizabeth looked up at him, his cock still in her hands. "A 'process?' What possible kind of process could make my autoimmune go away? He didn't do anything to us..." but then she remembered the dream about the blue glow. "He was in our suite last night," she suddenly exclaimed. "He must have been if he used ... That's the reason I don't hurt any more."

"You have to both swear. And remember, I'll know if you have reservations. You have to swear and mean it or you get nothing else."

The sisters looked at each other. "It's going to make us look young?" Virginia said, her stinging ass temporarily forgotten. "Is that the reason Diana looks so young? I first thought that she was Jeff's second wife. But Arlene is her daughter. Diana said she is thirty. That must be the reason. Has it really healed Elizabeth?"

"I gave Jeff my word. I'm free to tell you what little I know only after you swear. He trusts me that much, and you both know I won't betray that trust."

The women looked at each other again, then, turning toward him, "I swear," they said almost at the same time.

"No one," Quinton, emphasized.

"Wait? What about the girls?" Elizabeth asked. "They're going to notice if we do start looking younger. And they'll surely notice my not limping. I hate to lie to them..."

"No one, until Jeff gives his permission. Just let them think that some of the medicine helped. We'll ask Jeff about them, later. But he is the one who has to decide."

The women looked at each other again. "I've already given my word," Elizabeth said as she turned back. "They'll just have to wonder. I'm not fool enough to jeopardize being pain-free for the first time in years. You don't have to worry about me."

"And you, Wife?"

"You know I won't, Quinton," she quietly said. "I've lived with you too many years. If you have given your word, then I'm doubly bound."

Quinton stood there a moment, the irony of the discussion as Elizabeth continued to grasp his hard dick, not lost on him. Then, "The process will enhance some things about me that have supposedly lain dormant. And yes, it's the reason you aren't hurting any more, Elizabeth. Your bodies will become younger, but your eggs won't mature until he uses the process to make that happen. So you won't get pregnant."

"Diana said I was to become your Queen Bitch if I expected to save our marriage. She told us a lot of things. She said that there ... would be changes in me. I didn't understand all the things she said about your being an Alpha. I mean; I knew you were different. I knew that five minutes after you picked me up on our first date. She said that I would be pleased to have Elizabeth as my ... sister-wife."

She looked down at the carpet for a moment. "I'm sorry for the way I've treated you, my husband. I can't imagine why you have put up with me. But I love you, and I love my sister. Diana said that Jeff would talk to you. I ... didn't expect you to do this to us. I ... can't say that I'm pleased with having my ass spanked, but you've got your point across. And I guess ... I deserve it. I'll do the best I can..."

"Virginia, I should have put a stop to this years ago. I've been a pussy, just because I love you so much. But you will be my wife, or I'll move into that other room. And I don't plan to sleep alone. I told you I was tired of having to jerk off. When my dick gets hard, one of you better take care of it. It's a two way street. You won't regret it. I don't intend to be an ogre, I had rather just love my ... wives and be loved, but tonight we're going to set a precedent. Time to make use of that pretty mouth, Elizabeth."

Elizabeth grinned up at him. "Gladly," she said as she forced her lips around the head of his cock.

Virginia knelt beside her sister. Fighting the jealousy that threatened to well up inside her, she thought of how close she had come to losing her husband. The sick feeling threatened to come back, anyway. What am I jealous of now? I was jealous because I was afraid he was going to fuck around on me since I wasn't giving him anything at home. Elizabeth didn't have a man to love her. But now she does, but he's my man. But I've agreed to do anything to keep him. Oh, I'm so confused. But my ass burns, and despite what I'll admit to him, he made me so hot while he was spanking me that I almost came. It hurt worse than anything I've ever experienced, but somehow, it made me want to ride his cock. Oh, shit, Elizabeth looks sexy with his cock in her mouth.

Before she quite realized what she was doing, she reached over and gently took one of Elizabeth's breasts in her hand. Moving closer, she slid her fingers onto the nipple and gently twisted and pulled the way her sister liked. Elizabeth moaned, which seemed to trigger an accompanying moan from Quinton as well. His legs quivered.

"That's enough," he managed to get out without gasping. "It's been too many years since I've had my dick sucked. Although I want to come in your mouth, I'm going to come in your pussy. Both of you get on the bed. On your knees, Elizabeth."

"Quinton," Virginia tentatively said. Then quickly, "I don't want to get my ass spanked again, but why don't we just make love for our first time together?"