Another story that happens after *Maxine and Blue*. Told by Blue.
The series stands in order as:
– *Maxine and Blue*
– *Maxine Into the Blue*
– *Maxine and the Blue Knight*
**Brief Introduction:** Linus (37) is a cuckold of his wife Maxine (35), who has brought her submissive “pet” Blue (28) into their home to live with them. Blue is a Russian immigrant, a stud who, along with Maxine, is a member of the furry fandom, except he is almost always dressed up as a blue dog mascot, hence his name (real name unknown).
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##Chapter [ 1 ]
This day had started a bit rocky then went on to boring, to fantastic, to shocking, to the present moment, which was infuriating. The previous night had been great. I was asleep in my usual spot, on the carpet of the living room floor, when loving hands roused me from my sleep.
A soft, wonderful voice spoke to me. “Wake up, my lovely pet.”
There she was above me, kneeling beside me and looking down with her beautiful, green eyes. My mistress, owner, love, soul mate – Maxine, a.k.a. White Vixen. The moonlight streaming through the window cast her figure in a luminescent blue. She wore a white negligee with nothing else underneath. Her long, slender body was flawless and it was telling me that she was, in that moment, completely mine.
I sat upright. The brilliance of the moonlight and translucence of the negligee allowed me to clearly see her nakedness. The nipples were hard on her firm, round breasts, which were subtly aimed at me in her current, upright posture. Her nether region between her thighs had a neat, short-trimmed moss of fur. Her hair (same chestnut color as the fur below) was perfect, exactly as it had been when she had combed it before slipping into the bed with her husband in the bedroom down the corridor.
Strangely, the first thing that came out of my mouth when I decided to open it was his name and it made her smile, breaking into a giggle soon after.
“He’s asleep. I thought it best not to disturb him on my way to you. I’m sure he would be touched to know he’s the first thing you think about when you open your eyes every morning.”
I smiled ruefully at the error of speech I just made. My mental clock told me it was somewhen between 1 and 3 AM. It was rarely wrong, but just in case, my hand reached for my phone – she caught it, telling me it was 1:45 AM.
Shaking her head, Maxine said, “I wake you up and the first thing you say is ‘Linus’, the first thing you do is reach for your phone, all the while I’m presenting my eminence to you like this,” indicating herself, “I’m very disappointed in you, my pet.”
I hung my head in self-reproach, looked at her and said, “I’m sorry, but sorry is just a word. Punish me, my mistress.”
She stroked my thigh yet spoke with a slight edge in her voice. “I will. Remove your head first, then lay back.”
##Chapter [ 2 ]
Maxine was referring to the new head piece I was wearing. Linus had purchased it online from a specialist, saying it looked more appropriate, cuter and studlier than the one I had worn when I moved in with them. I and Maxine agreed – it was truly magnificent. It was a handsome, blue, hound head with erect ears. I loved it, to be honest. The previous one left me feeling emasculated with the loose, floppy ears attached to a bare, skin-tight, head sheath, but I thought it was appropriate at the time for living in a new home in an awkward situation of cuckoldry. The last thing I needed was to be knocking over any antiques with an ungainly, large, furry, head piece.
But Linus had been simply grand and warmed up to me, going out of his way to make me feel at home, and boy, did that work. In his honor, I had gone to a tattooist to etch his name in Cyrillic on the top, mid-shaft of my cock.
I SMSed him with a photo of my dick.
>White Vixen tells me the White Fox isn’t getting any from her anymore. Don’t know for how long you and her plan to keep this up, but for the time being, I thought I would make you proud and carry your name on my dick, so when I get inside her, I take you with me inside her too. You like?
He responded.
>I like very much. Thank you!
I sent the same photo to Maxine in a text. She responded with multiple love emojis, but also added that she wasn’t sure how Linus would feel about it. I told her what he had told me and she was ecstatic.
##Chapter [ 3 ]
Here we were kissing in the early hours of the morning. Her hand had found its way to my crotch, easily pulling out my penis through the soft lycra. It grew hard quickly in her loving grasp. She told me she loved me and I told her I loved her. She was laying on top of me and now changed her position 180 degrees so her head was on my cock and her pussy was pressed against my mouth. She had a very juicy pussy. I sucked on the labia, delighting in her warm, moist private. It was amazing as I felt her lips suck my shaft, her tongue licking up and down my meaty hardness so well. I was well hung, she told me so, and she made sure I knew how much she loved sucking me off. Every oral action she performed now on me was pure bliss.
She cupped my balls in her hand and sucked harder on my cock. I experienced even more pleasure as she focused her sucking on the head of my cock. She sucked it like a lollipop that was going out of style. I moaned in pleasure and gently pulled at the folds of her womanhood, licking within those fleshy walls, exploring further in with my tongue. She squirmed on top of me and humped my face. We were both eagerly making our love for each other self-evident in our oral ministrations.
Maxine changed her position, sitting astride me. It took me three seconds after she had come to rest on my hips that I realized I was inside her. I remembered that it wasn’t just me. I was also inside her on behalf of her husband. The thought made me happy and I knew she was happy as well. Our lovemaking had improved even more with the addition of the tattoo on my cock. Now she was rising and falling gracefully on my hard pole, her breathing becoming more laborious as she went. I watched her remove the negligee, revealing her raw nakedness, which always impressed and fascinated me. We intertwined our fingers as she rode me at a pace that increased until our fleshy action sounded like flip-flops on the pavement, our groans grew louder… I held my nerve and watched this beautiful woman orgasm on my dick. Two minutes after, I thrust myself up into her, making her gasp in pleasure, while I fired several concentrated jets of semen up into her womb.
She collapsed in a satisfied heap on top of me, sweating and breathing hard. She whispered, “I want you inside me every second.”
The thought made me hard immediately. We made love again and one more time after that before retiring to blissful, exhausted sleep, limbs entangled, while breathing each other’s scent. I would never forget this hour of passion we had together. It was really something else.
The sunrise was magical as I awoke with her smiling face beside me on the living room floor.
Then a had a slip of the tongue. I called her Sasha. If I were Homer Simpson, I would have followed that with “Doh!” Maxine demanded to know who Sasha was. I told her Sasha was my first and former girlfriend, who currently lived in the Ukraine. I had not mentioned her name in a long while, but somehow it had slipped through my subconscious and out of my mouth. I apologized sincerely, but Maxine didn’t respond. She got up without a word, turned and went back to the bedroom she shared with her husband, leaving me with a pang of guilt in my gut and her negligee on the floor beside me.
That was the rocky part of my day.
##Chapter [ 4 ]
Five minutes after 11 AM I received a text from Linus while I was at work, doing some coding for an app my employer was developing.
>I’ll be coming home late from work today. We are handling the Forex scandal, has turned out to be a very complicated situation, far worse than the pharmaceutical cargo spill last month. I’m supposed to bring groceries home tonight. Could you help me out?
The next text was a list of groceries for me to bring home, but my curiosity had been piqued. I asked a co-worker what the deal was with the Forex scandal.
He told me it had just broke on the news around 7:30 this morning. A Chinese financier had been murdered by a Russian call girl in his hotel room in Seattle. I looked up the call girl and instantly recognized her. I quickly dug up my old computer hacking records. Yes, it was her. I emailed the relevant details to Linus. It was so exciting, knowing things that only a handful of people in the world knew at that moment.
Unfortunately, Linus didn’t respond until four hours later and I was stuck pretending to be focused on the coding in front of me, while my mind was really running wild, thinking of all the things Linus and the authorities would do with the information I had given him.
That was the boring part of my day; those four hours of waiting.
##Chapter [ 5 ]
Linus picked me up from my workplace and drove me back to his PR firm. When we got there was champagne and smiling people everywhere. The information I had sent him had been the turning point of this Forex scandal, he told me. The PR firm was now able to manage the fallout that was caused by the scandal, especially its effect on the image of their Fortune 500 client, a powerful entity on Wall Street. Congratulations, he told me, I was a hero!
Linus’ co-workers patted me on the back, shook my hand, requested high-fives – it was a blur of excitement and relief for them that I had just been dropped into and it was all thanks to the information I had sent to Linus that basically gave the background story on the call girl, who had killed the Chinese financier. She was a secret Russian Spetznaz commando, who had been placed in the United States six years ago as a sleeper agent. I had acquired her secret details almost a decade ago while running a mass hacking of devices using the Wi-Fi in Moscow international airport.
I was holding a glass of champagne in an un-pawed hand when my phone alerted me to a text. It was Maxine.
>Hi, babe. I was going to text you earlier today but was so busy with work. What happened in the morning was just an emotional reaction from me. Emotions come and go, but love isn’t the same. It doesn’t fade as quickly. You’re still MY pet, my one and only love and soul mate. It’s been a long hectic day, it’s almost over but I can’t wait to get home and talk to and touch you, please tell me how you are doing right now, my darling.
I thought, this day couldn’t get any better, reading that text. I responded with a brief description of my day, leading up to the current celebration in Linus’ office.
Maxine responded with multiple surprise, love, joyous, and happy emojis.
>Oh baby!! That was you?! Yes, I’m seeing it on the news now. By tomorrow morning they’ll have this thing wrapped up and it will be history. Oh I’m so very proud of you!!
This was the fantastic part of my day. Now I just wish it had stopped there. But it didn’t. The shocking part came an hour later.
##Chapter [ 6 ]
I realized Linus wasn’t in the office space anymore. PR workers were still sipping champagne. I asked around and no one had seen him leave. I checked the men’s room and he wasn’t there either. I checked his office. Nope.
Then, as if to answer my question, my phone rang. The caller was Vicky, a fellow member of the furry fandom. She liked to dress up as a white rabbit with large, pink eyes on weekends.
“Hi, Vicky. What’s up?”
She said, “Code Blue Moon,” and hung up.
At first, none of the bells in my head rang. I furrowed my brow, trying to recall something I had done or said to her to make her call me now and say that. Code Blue M- whoa!
The largest bell in my head started ringing like Armageddon, almost knocking me off my footing as I rushed out of the office area and into an elevator, leaving behind me a trail of spilled champagne, broken glass and angry people. Everything but me seemed to slow down as I hammered the button for the ground floor several times.
“This is not good,” I said out loud.
“No shit,” said a voice behind me. It belonged to a man with a woman standing beside him. “You just upset a whole floor of people getting in here.”
I ignored them and removed my head piece to wipe the sweat from my face.
As the platform descended, I closed my eyes and said in a calm, low voice, “Code Blue-”
##Chapter [ 7 ]
“-Moon’ or was it just ‘Blue Moon’?”
“‘Code Blue Moon’ was the code, all right? Three words,” I said.
It was about two months ago. I was in a gray Range Rover with the Pack, my furry friends. We had just scraped out of the street White Vixen (Maxine) lived in. Some old guy had come out of his house with a baseball bat and given us the shakes. Darryl, the guy dressed up as a black and white husky kept looking behind us and at the road in front.
“Focus on the road, Darryl. We’ll let you know if the fuzz is behind us,” said Jerry, the Dalmatian.
They wanted to know if I had got the code right. I told them, I had. We just didn’t figure on the old guy walking out to us, angry as he was. I told them, if White Vixen had not given the code then she wouldn’t have been ready to show us the goods. They agreed.
“That was close,” said Darryl.
“Sorry about that, boys,” I said.
“It’s okay,” said Gus, the greyhound. “That was pretty wild, and your lady is a total babe!”
They backed up his statement with paws coming in from everywhere to pat me again. Confidence boosted.
Gus asked, “So when’s the bukkake night?”
“Next weekend is what she told me,” I said. “Same code.”
But that never happened. I had moved in with White Vixen and the White Fox (Linus) as her pet.
However, someone had decided to make it happen. To make matters worse, I had been the one who planned the entire event. I had written it out, everyone’s role, down to the smallest details, which got me thinking. Vicky had never been a part of the Pack. What was she doing involved in this? Was she just a messenger or a part of the Pack? I had not talked to them in a while. If she was a Pack member then it stood to reason someone had edited my plan.
I tried calling her back. Her phone was off. I tried calling Linus. Phone off. Maxine. Phone off. I tried every member of the Pack. Phones all off. Not good, except for the fact that I had been informed of the event, which meant they expected me to be there, which meant the time of day and venue would be unchanged. I looked at my phone’s clock. Yes, it would be according to the time I had planned, and I also knew where Maxine and Linus had been taken.
##Chapter [ 8 ]
I knew already that I would be too late to stop the humiliation and degradation of the bukkake I had planned what seemed a long time ago. It was eight miles outside the city. Desert country, at night. I saw the fire from a distance as I neared, riding on my Ducati Scrambler. This was the infuriating part of my day – not being able to prevent the abduction of my mistress and her husband.
The bukkake was only a part of the plan. There was more to it and I could clearly see as I rounded the surrounding trees that they had not failed to carry out the other acts I had detailed. They were ready for me, the blue knight of this “play”, to ride in on my motored steed and save the day. Unfortunately for them, they had erred seriously in their judgement. They had not cleared it with me. They had taken my script and run with it on their own timing when it was supposed to be me who would set this in motion, if ever I had seen fit to carry it out, which I had not so far, and probably never would have, after all that had happened to my life in relation to Maxine.
Now my mistress’s naked body glistened with sweat and cum. She was tied to a rack and was being whipped by a white rabbit (Vicky), while my three pals, Darryl, Jerry and Gus yakked around the fire. Clearly she had been worked over, but unbelievably, my mistress had enough strength to strain against her cuffs and hurl all sorts of obscene labels upon her torturers. A black cat with large, bare breasts and an uncovered pubic region was applying some form of cock-and-ball torture to Linus, who was naked and tied to a tree facing the rack his wife was bound to. He didn’t seem to be enjoying it as much as Maxine, if you could call her sexual insults and flying spittle enjoyment.
I truly felt sorry for Linus. He was totally not flowing with this scene, whereas Maxine, after a few more seconds of observation, I noticed she had a wicked gleam of masochistic, deviant pleasure behind her outraged visage (she must have been told by her abductors that this was my plan – and it was, but probably not in the way she had been led to believe). There was a lot of cum flowing out of her vagina. I knew all three of my pals had been inside her by now. They wanted to go for round two, but that’s when I stepped in.
They put up a fight just like I had laid out in writing. The only difference was I was well and truly pissed! And I wasn’t going to fight them according to the script.
I tackled them to the dusty ground, delivered vicious kicks and punches. Blue dog beat down on three hapless pooches. They yelled at me to go easy, but I chose not to talk, rather I just kept mercilessly pounding away at the three of them until they gave genuine howls of pain and surrender.
##Chapter [ 9 ]
While my mistress’s face was sweaty, there was no cum on it. I hated myself, but I had to make a tough decision to put an end to this. If I took the easy way out, it could come back to haunt me and when it did, it would be someone else’s script, not mine. I had to control it while I still had the power to. I knew I had gone off the plan with the real violence; my friends were hurting badly, but I also knew that horny men were horny men.
I ordered the black cat and white rabbit to untie Linus, get him comfortable, and start pleasuring him (I used his furry name assigned by his wife since they all knew it too).
“Vicky, I want your head piece off. I want you to suck all the cum out of his dick.” Looking at the black cat, I said, “And you, put your tits and cunt to use. Titjob and cowgirl cock riding for the White Fox after the rabbit does her thing, got it?”
Neither woman argued with me. They immediately went about carrying out my instructions.
I went to stand before Maxine. She gave me a defiant stare, but couldn’t hide the jealousy in her eyes when she saw how her husband was being blown by another woman and about to get fucked by the woman standing next to her. That wasn’t part of the plan she had been told about because I had changed it.
Loud enough for everyone to hear, I said, “Didn’t know you had a bit of submissive inside you, White Vixen. You enjoyed being raped by my friends, didn’t you?”
She spat at me and swore. “None of your damn business what I enjoy, dog!”
I undid her restraints and threw her into the middle, near the fire. I ordered the Pack back into the circle. They limped slowly to where I was with my mistress/sub.
The next thing I did was difficult, but it got easier as I saw how much she warmed up to and enjoyed it. I ordered the gangbanging of my lover and soul mate, Maxine, in detail.
Darryl cock-slapped Maxine’s face. His cock protruded from a crotch slit in his suit. The other two guys had crotch slits as well, just like I did. He jammed his cock into her mouth, making her moan while filled orally with his meat. Gus got behind her and pounded her cunt while she crouched on all fours by the fire. I derived pleasure from seeing her pussy squelch with all the cum she had taken while he drove his pole deep into her.
I turned to see Linus watching while moaning with his own pleasure rising from the hot blowjob Vicky was giving him. She was gripping his balls, squeezing and sucking his shaft in every possible way. The black cat lady smothered his face with her boobs. He tried to resist by turning his face away, but she kept persisting, pushing her melons at him until he gave up and opened his mouth to receive a good helping of tit – areola, nipple and all. He was suckling like a hungry baby when I turned my attention back to his wife. Lucky guy.
Maxine was stroking Jerry’s cock as he laid under her. She descended on him, taking his meat into her sopping wet cunt. She groaned as she reached his base with her ass pressing hard on his balls. Darryl got behind her and teased her asshole with his cock. She swore at him, screamed when he grabbed her hair. He called her a slut and eased his cock into her while she protested with more filthy obscenities. I could tell she was enjoying it. Her tirades were peppered with wanton smiles of lasciviousness and words that spurred the heat of her abductors. I couldn’t help stroking myself when Gus fed her his cock and she sucked on it like a cheap whore. Three cocks engaging three of her holes. I jerked off furiously, allowing myself to come after the last one had shot his sperm load in her.
To finish it off, I joined the Pack in a circle around a kneeling Maxine and we stroked ourselves to ejaculation while calling my mistress all manner of degrading names, while she fired back with more spiteful insults and cussing. I got off more on her words than the sight of her naked and used like a whore; she was really quite creative and witty. The guys liked it too. Despite my unplanned outburst and violence resulting in injuries to them, they patted me once again and retreated with the cat and the rabbit to the Range Rover when I gave the signal that it was over.
##Chapter [ 10 ]
Maxine, Linus and I booked two motel rooms. Linus stayed in one, Maxine and I in another. We all needed to talk about what had just happened, but Linus was the one most raw about it, so I decided to leave him until later. After we showered, I sorted things out with Maxine. I told her everything and she understood. We kissed and hugged. I told her she was really hot either as a mistress, sub, or slut, but I would go with whatever gear she preferred we roll together in. She seemed as if she was going to answer, but instead kissed me more and pushed me onto the bed. She sat astride me and removed the towel she had wrapped around her.
Then a knock on the door. To our horror, we both realized we had not locked it. The knob turned and in stepped a man in gray coveralls grasping a chainsaw.
Maxine gasped and covered her breasts, while I pulled her off of me and tried to assert some control of this situation.
“Now calm down, mister. There’s no need to-”
“Relax, it’s me,” said Linus, closing the door behind him. He grunted as he put down the chainsaw along the wall. We didn’t recognize him at first because of the coverall and the buzz cut. “Guy in the room next to me got into an argument with his wife and drove out with her mouthing off at him, but not before he gave me this chainsaw and coverall as thank you presents for stopping her from shooting him with the revolver she carried in her bag.”
Maxine and I exchanged quizzical looks.
“And the buzz cut?” she asked.
He scratched his head self-consciously and said, “Saw the night manager getting his hair trimmed by one of the guests. Felt my head getting itchy so I offered him twenty bucks for a haircut. It’s not terrible, is it?”
“It looks great,” I said.
“Cool,” he smiled. “Uh, just wanted to know, will I or any or all three of us be getting kidnapped again anytime soon? Because I have a problem with that.”
Maxine and I shook our heads.
“Never going to happen again, Linus,” I said. “I promise. Tonight was a freak occurrence.”
“Great. Well, that’s it for me.”
“Where are you going?” Maxine asked.
He blushed. “Thought you both might want to be alone for a while.”
“Stay,” I said.
She nodded. “Yeah, Blue and I were just about to have some loving fun.”
“Oh?” Linus’ eyebrows shot up. “That sounds, uh, fun!”
I laughed. “Yeah, no kidding.”
He looked apologetic. “Just thought it would be different, you know, everything that happened tonight. Maybe … you two don’t need me anymore to … to watch.”
Maxine rose and pulled him toward the bed.
“No more group stuff,” she said. “It’s back to our magical triangle again. Forever.”
Linus breathed a sigh of relief. “I’m so glad to hear that. The cat and the rabbit were good, but not that good. Still have a lot of juice that needs getting out of my system.”
With that, he zipped down his coverall and started stroking his cock, watching his wife get on top of me. She rode me good, deep and steady for the next hour. He shot his spunk on the floor, she came on my dick, I erupted inside her. The three of us were happy and that’s how my day ended. Happily.
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