The room was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of sweat and arousal. Shadows danced on the walls, illuminated by the flicker of a single lamp, casting an erotic glow over the scene. The sissy husband, Mark, knelt on the plush carpet, his delicate, lace-clad body trembling with anticipation. His wife, Vanessa, stood before him, a wicked smile playing on her lips. She was dressed in a sleek, black leather corset that hugged her curves, her piercing gaze commanding obedience. Behind her, three towering black men, each more muscular and imposing than the last, lounged on the large, velvet-covered bed. Their eyes roamed over Mark’s submissive form, hungry and predatory. "Look at you," Vanessa purred, her voice dripping with dominance as she traced a manicured nail down Mark’s cheek. "My pretty little sissy husband, all dressed up for his mistress."Mark’s breath hitched, his heart pounding in his chest. He felt small, vulnerable, and utterly exposed. His body was a canvas of lace and silk, his smooth skin glistening under the soft light. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from his wife’s commanding presence, nor the men who watched him with such intensity.Vincent, the first of the three, a man with a chiseled jawline and a body that seemed carved from stone, leaned forward, his deep voice rumbling through the room. "He’s perfect, Vanessa. Just like you said."Vanessa smirked, her hand moving to grip Mark’s chin, forcing him to look up at her. "Isn’t he? My little sissy, always so eager to please."Mark’s lips parted, a soft whimper escaping as he felt a surge of shame and desire. He was hard, his cock straining against the delicate fabric of his panties, the sensation both humiliating and intoxicating.The second man, Malik, a towering figure with skin like polished ebony, rose from the bed, his movements slow and deliberate. He crossed the room to stand beside Vanessa, his eyes never leaving Mark. "Let’s see how eager he really is," Malik said, his voice low and commanding.Vanessa nodded, releasing Mark’s chin and stepping back. "You heard him, sissy. Show us how much you want to serve."Mark’s hands trembled as he reached up, slowly pulling off his lace top, exposing his smooth, hairless chest. He could feel their eyes on him, burning into his skin, making his heart race. His arousal was undeniable, his cock leaking precum, soaking through his panties.The third man, Darius, a god-like figure with a body that seemed to ripple with raw power, moved to the edge of the bed, his broad chest rising and falling with each breath. "Come here, sissy," he commanded, his voice a deep growl that sent shivers down Mark’s spine.Mark obeyed, crawling on his hands and knees across the carpet, his body moving with a submissive grace. When he reached Darius, the man reached out, his large hand gripping Mark’s hair and pulling him up onto the bed. Mark gasped, his body arching under the rough touch, his cock twitching with need."That’s it," Darius whispered, his other hand moving to cup Mark’s ass, squeezing the soft flesh. "Show us the sweet little hole you’ve been prepping for us."Mark’s face burned with embarrassment, but his body responded, his hips rocking back against Darius’s hand. He reached back, pulling down his panties to expose his smooth, pink hole, already slick with lube from his earlier preparation.The sight elicited a low growl from Malik, who moved to stand behind Mark, his massive hands gripping the sissy’s hips. "Look at that," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Ready and waiting."Vanessa watched from the side, her hand moving to her own sex, her fingers rubbing slow circles over her clit as she watched her husband being taken apart. "Take him," she commanded, her voice filled with dark pleasure.Malik didn’t hesitate, his large cock springing free from his pants, thick and throbbing with need. He aligned himself with Mark’s entrance, the head of his cock pressing against the tight ring of muscle. "Relax, sissy," he whispered, his voice a mix of command and reassurance.Mark gasped, his body trembling as he felt the pressure, the immense size of Malik’s cock stretching him wide. He was so full, every inch of him consumed by the sensation, his mind flooded with pleasure and pain."That’s it," Malik groaned, his hips pressing forward, burying himself deep inside Mark. "Take it all, sissy."Mark cried out, his nails digging into the sheets as Malik began to move, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through his body. The feeling was overwhelming, his cock twitching, leaking precum with each powerful stroke.Vincent moved in front of Mark, his own cock hard and ready. "Open up," he commanded, his voice stern but laced with desire.Mark obeyed without hesitation, his mouth opening to take Vincent’s thick cock. The taste of salt and musk filled his mouth, the sensation of being filled on both ends making his head spin.Vanessa’s moans filled the room, her fingers working faster as she watched her husband being used and pleasured by the men she had chosen for him. This was her fantasy, her control over everything, and it was playing out perfectly.Darius’s hands roamed over Mark’s body, groping and squeezing as he was fucked hard and fast. "Look at you," Darius growled, his voice rough with lust. "Taking their cocks like a good little sissy slut.'Mark’s moans were muffled around Vincent’s cock, his body writhing with pleasure as Malik’s thrusts grew more intense. He was lost in the sensation, his mind consumed by the overwhelming pleasure of being used and dominated.Vanessa’s orgasm hit her hard, her body trembling as she came, her fingers pressed tightly against her clit. "Yes," she gasped, her eyes locked on the sight of her husband being fucked mercilessly.Malik and Vincent weren’t far behind, their thrusts growing erratic as they neared their own releases. Malik’s grip on Mark’s hips tightened, his breath coming in ragged pants as he buried himself deep, his cock pulsing as he came inside the sissy.Vincent’s cock throbbed in Mark’s mouth, his orgasm hitting hard as he spilled his load down Mark’s throat. Mark swallowed eagerly, his body shivering with pleasure as he was filled on both ends.Darius, who had been teasing and touching Mark the entire time, didn’t hold back any longer. He flipped Mark onto his back, his hands spreading the sissy’s legs wide. "My turn," he growled, his cock pressing against Mark’s hole.Mark’s eyes widened, his body still trembling from the last orgasm, but he didn’t resist. He wanted more, needed more, and Darius was happy to oblige. The man’s cock was even thicker than Malik’s, and Mark gasped as he was filled once again, his body stretched to the limit."That’s it," Darius grunted, his hips slamming into Mark’s with a force that took his breath away. "Take it all, sissy slut.'Mark’s cries filled the room, his cock hard and leaking as Darius fucked him with a relentless pace. He was being ravaged, used and abused in the most delicious way, and he loved every second of it.Vanessa’s voice cut through the haze of pleasure. "Don’t stop until he can’t take it anymore."

In the dimly lit room, Mark, a submissive husband, knelt before his dominant wife Vanessa, who commanded him to expose his body for three muscular men.  Mark was then taken by Malik, Vincent, and finally Darius, being filled and dominated by each of them in turn, as Vanessa watched and directed the scene.

The room was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of sweat and arousal. *Shadows danced on the walls, illuminated by the flicker of a single lamp*, casting an erotic glow over the scene. The sissy husband, Mark, knelt on the plush carpet, his delicate, lace-clad body trembling with anticipation. His wife, Vanessa, stood before him, a wicked smile playing on her lips. She was dressed in a sleek, black leather corset that hugged her curves, her piercing gaze commanding obedience. 

Behind her, three towering black men, each more muscular and imposing than the last, lounged on the large, velvet-covered bed. Their eyes roamed over Mark’s submissive form, hungry and predatory. 

"Look at you," Vanessa purred, her voice dripping with dominance as she traced a manicured nail down Mark’s cheek. "My pretty little sissy husband, all dressed up for his mistress."

Mark’s breath hitched, his heart pounding in his chest. He felt small, vulnerable, and utterly exposed. *His body was a canvas of lace and silk*, his smooth skin glistening under the soft light. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from his wife’s commanding presence, nor the men who watched him with such intensity.

Vincent, the first of the three, a man with a chiseled jawline and a body that seemed carved from stone, leaned forward, his deep voice rumbling through the room. "He’s perfect, Vanessa. Just like you said."

Vanessa smirked, her hand moving to grip Mark’s chin, forcing him to look up at her. "Isn’t he? My little sissy, always so eager to please."

Mark’s lips parted, a soft whimper escaping as he felt a surge of shame and desire. *He was hard*, his cock straining against the delicate fabric of his panties, the sensation both humiliating and intoxicating.

The second man, Malik, a towering figure with skin like polished ebony, rose from the bed, his movements slow and deliberate. He crossed the room to stand beside Vanessa, his eyes never leaving Mark. "Let’s see how eager he really is," Malik said, his voice low and commanding.

Vanessa nodded, releasing Mark’s chin and stepping back. "You heard him, sissy. Show us how much you *want* to serve."

Mark’s hands trembled as he reached up, slowly pulling off his lace top, exposing his smooth, hairless chest. He could feel their eyes on him, burning into his skin, making his heart race. His arousal was undeniable, his cock leaking precum, soaking through his panties.

The third man, Darius, a god-like figure with a body that seemed to ripple with raw power, moved to the edge of the bed, his broad chest rising and falling with each breath. "Come here, sissy," he commanded, his voice a deep growl that sent shivers down Mark’s spine.

Mark obeyed, crawling on his hands and knees across the carpet, his body moving with a submissive grace. When he reached Darius, the man reached out, his large hand gripping Mark’s hair and pulling him up onto the bed. Mark gasped, his body arching under the rough touch, his cock twitching with need.

"That’s it," Darius whispered, his other hand moving to cup Mark’s ass, squeezing the soft flesh. "Show us the sweet little hole you’ve been prepping for us."

Mark’s face burned with embarrassment, but his body responded, his hips rocking back against Darius’s hand. He reached back, pulling down his panties to expose his smooth, pink hole, already slick with lube from his earlier preparation.

The sight elicited a low growl from Malik, who moved to stand behind Mark, his massive hands gripping the sissy’s hips. "Look at that," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Ready and waiting."

Vanessa watched from the side, her hand moving to her own sex, her fingers rubbing slow circles over her clit as she watched her husband being taken apart. "Take him," she commanded, her voice filled with dark pleasure.

Malik didn’t hesitate, his large cock springing free from his pants, thick and throbbing with need. He aligned himself with Mark’s entrance, the head of his cock pressing against the tight ring of muscle. "Relax, sissy," he whispered, his voice a mix of command and reassurance.

Mark gasped, his body trembling as he felt the pressure, the immense size of Malik’s cock stretching him wide. *He was so full*, every inch of him consumed by the sensation, his mind flooded with pleasure and pain.

"That’s it," Malik groaned, his hips pressing forward, burying himself deep inside Mark. "Take it all, sissy."

Mark cried out, his nails digging into the sheets as Malik began to move, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through his body. The feeling was overwhelming, his cock twitching, leaking precum with each powerful stroke.

Vincent moved in front of Mark, his own cock hard and ready. "Open up," he commanded, his voice stern but laced with desire.

Mark obeyed without hesitation, his mouth opening to take Vincent’s thick cock. The taste of salt and musk filled his mouth, the sensation of being filled on both ends making his head spin.

Vanessa’s moans filled the room, her fingers working faster as she watched her husband being used and pleasured by the men she had chosen for him. *This was her fantasy, her control over everything*, and it was playing out perfectly.

Darius’s hands roamed over Mark’s body, groping and squeezing as he was fucked hard and fast. "Look at you," Darius growled, his voice rough with lust. "Taking their cocks like a good little sissy slut.'

Mark’s moans were muffled around Vincent’s cock, his body writhing with pleasure as Malik’s thrusts grew more intense. He was lost in the sensation, his mind consumed by the overwhelming pleasure of being used and dominated.

Vanessa’s orgasm hit her hard, her body trembling as she came, her fingers pressed tightly against her clit. "Yes," she gasped, her eyes locked on the sight of her husband being fucked mercilessly.

Malik and Vincent weren’t far behind, their thrusts growing erratic as they neared their own releases. Malik’s grip on Mark’s hips tightened, his breath coming in ragged pants as he buried himself deep, his cock pulsing as he came inside the sissy.

Vincent’s cock throbbed in Mark’s mouth, his orgasm hitting hard as he spilled his load down Mark’s throat. Mark swallowed eagerly, his body shivering with pleasure as he was filled on both ends.

Darius, who had been teasing and touching Mark the entire time, didn’t hold back any longer. He flipped Mark onto his back, his hands spreading the sissy’s legs wide. "My turn," he growled, his cock pressing against Mark’s hole.

Mark’s eyes widened, his body still trembling from the last orgasm, but he didn’t resist. *He wanted more, needed more*, and Darius was happy to oblige. The man’s cock was even thicker than Malik’s, and Mark gasped as he was filled once again, his body stretched to the limit.

"That’s it," Darius grunted, his hips slamming into Mark’s with a force that took his breath away. "Take it all, sissy slut.'

Mark’s cries filled the room, his cock hard and leaking as Darius fucked him with a relentless pace. *He was being ravaged, used and abused in the most delicious way*, and he loved every second of it.

Vanessa’s voice cut through the haze of pleasure. "Don’t stop until he can’t take it anymore."

A submissive husband, dressed in lace and silk, is dominated and used by his wife and her three muscular black lovers in a dimly lit room.

The wife, dressed in a sleek leather corset, commands her husband to serve the men, who take turns fucking him, as she watches and masturbates.

The husband is filled and used by his wife's lovers, taking their cocks in his mouth and ass, while his wife watches with pleasure, enjoying the sight of her husband being ravaged and dominated.

The Wife's Black Harem

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