Turning A Dicktator Into A Cuck

A miserable husband and father loses control over his family.

I really don’t know what happened to my husband, Richard. As the years passed, he became miserable to live with for both me, Regina and our two daughters, Amy, just barely 17 and Bethany, 15. The girls were both in high school but not allowed to date or have boyfriends. Richard made them both wear baggy, unattractive clothes and neither could wear a bikini at any time. It was the same with me. I was not allowed to dress up or wear anything sexy and if a man even spoke with me, Richard became hostile. The girls were miserable and so was I. But Richard made good money as a dentist and we had a nice home, a good school for the girls and enough money.

Our sex life was nonexistent. Once a month, Richard would climb on me while in bed, stick his dick in and be done in 30 seconds.

Life was like this until about one month ago. After dropping off the girls at a church function on a Saturday, I was heading out to do shopping but forgot my wallet. I returned home, parking on the street as I was just going to run in. As I entered the front door, I could hear sounds from the family room, muffled moaning. I peaked around the corner into the room and saw my husband, pants at his knees, and a friend of my youngest daughter kneeling before him with his cock in her mouth.

He had his hands on the sides of her head and was forcefully face fucking this 16 year old. Slobber was running out of her mouth as Richard thrust in and out of her mouth. I grabbed my phone, set it to video and started filming the action. I took about three minutes of video when I saw Richard was getting ready to cum in this little girl’s mouth. Rather than give him satisfaction, I burst into the room, yelling at and ruining his orgasm.

The girl jumped out and ran out the door. Richard stood there, his cock still hard and wet from her blowjob. I slapped him across the face as he grabbed for his pants, trying to pull them up. He started immediately with excuses, saying she seduced him, it did not mean anything and begging me not to tell anyone. I showed him about 15 seconds of the video and stormed out. I picked up the girls, taking them out to pizza for dinner and did not return home until late.

After the girls went to bed, Richard asked to talk. He started to make excuses again before I cut him off and ordered him to sit. I explained I had the proof to send him to prison, ruin his life and leave him with nothing. Richard started to cry and said he would do anything to keep our marriage, the girls and his life. Hearing him say that, I stated things would be changing in the house and he was to accept any changes without saying anything. He looked confused but said he would do anything.

The girls went with friends on Sunday and I went shopping, avoiding spending time with Richard.

Monday morning, Amy was the first one in the kitchen, looking miserable and dressed for school in baggy clothes. She sat down to eat with Richard coming in just minutes later. As Amy finished and got up, I told her I had a surprise in my room on the bed for her and told her to go change. While she went to check, Bethany came into the kitchen looking like an old lady in her clothes. I let her start eating when Amy came back, dressed in a tiny short skirt and a white, deep cut blouse.

“Is this mine,” Amy asked.
“It sure is,” I said.
Amy looked at Richard who then looked at me.
“You look fine,” he said to his daughter.
“Did you find the thong that goes with that outfit,” I asked Amy?
“I did,” she said. “It is almost like there is nothing there though. I love how I look.”
Bethany was watching all this with interest, finishing and putting her bowl in the sink.
“Bethany,” I said, “there is something for you also in my bedroom. You won’t need a bra with your outfit so don’t worry.”

While Amy pranced around the kitchen, Bethany came back a few minutes later dressed in skin tight shorts and a tight top. The shorts rode up inside her pussy, showing her lips while her nipples stuck out from the tight top. Richard said nothing.

“OK girls, have a good day at school,” I said as the two walked out the door.
Richard said nothing after the girls left, staring at me.
“You need to call in sick today,” I finally said. “I met someone while I was shopping yesterday and he is coming over today. You need to be here to clean up afterwards.”
Part 2 To Follow