The Video

***All characters depicted are 18+. This is my first ever so please provide constructive feedback if possible. Enjoy!***

I never expected to find myself in this situation, sitting down to tell the woman I love that I know she has cheated on me. Denial had been the main reaction since I'd first had suspicions but the video cannot be denied.

It's been less than a day since the video was sent to my dm's and my mind has been broken since then. I don't know what is more depraved, the cheating or my reaction to it.

Chapter 1 -

The joys of a day off, I don't work a particularly gruelling job. I work in an office doing the usual exciting administrative duties but it is still nice to have a break now and again. Absent mindedly I reached for my partner only to find the other half of the bed empty, my brain slowly waking to the world I realised it must be late enough that Emma had already gone to work.

Emma is my fiancé and I am the luckiest girl around to be engaged to her! Beautiful with a soft round face and full figure I found myself instantly attracted on our first date. Wearing a low cut top and a-line skirt she instantly drew attention to her as she walked through the restaurant to our table. Her eyes were this alluring mixture of grey and blue and her smile was infectious. She was the most gorgeous woman I'd met and between her looks and her charm it took me 6 hours to fall in love that night and I don't regret a moment.

Working at a high-end jewellers she was usually up early to get herself ready. Lately she's been staying late and working harder than ever and I can't help but admire her work ethic. 'I'll drop her some flowers off to surprise her' I think as I slip out of bed and into the bathroom.

Getting out of the shower I looked at myself in the mirror. I used to avoid mirrors like the plague but after transitioning I hated them a little less and I felt I recognised the reflection for the first time. I'd been cursed and blessed with a hormone imbalance which led to years of merciless teasing for having man boobs and a wonderous realisation when realising I was trans. 6 feet tall, honey coloured eyes with shoulder length red hair and skin so pale it's almost transparent, I was a very standard redhead. Blessed with 38D breasts, a soft backside and now with the help of hormones, an admittedly tiny but cute cock I was a fairly attractive woman but knew I was punching above my weight in being engaged to Emma.

I spent the rest of the morning doing chores and tidying around the house before heading into the town centre. I thought about picking some flowers along the way but it was a little too early in spring and I opted to visit a shop along the way. Picking up a gorgeous pastel bunch of tulips I headed in the direction of my partners work and soon found myself walking through the door.

Stranglely it was empty apart from Sam who worked part-time and who I'd never met much.

"Hi, Sam. Is Emma in or is she out on an errand?" I said warmly.

"Oh hi... Kayleigh," he replied showing how memorable I am. "She's in the meeting room with Eli, I think they had a call with a supplier but shouldn't be long."

Hanging around and browsing the stock, which was far beyond my price range, it took about 5 minutes for Emma to appear. She looked a little flustered and taken back.

"Hey sweet, just thought I'd bring you a little gift for working so hard lately!" I cheeringly greeted my love.

"Hey, Katie! Sorry, me and Eli just had a frustrating call so sorry it's not a great time," Emma replied, her hair out of place and a few strands of it stuck to the perspiration on her forehead.

Eli entered the room looking in a similar state of dishevelment and shot Sam a look I couldn't quite figure out before adding.

"It was a nightmare call. Long, hard but think we can all come to an agreement. Might take a few more calls," he said finishing with a wink.

I hated how attractive Eli was, slim but athletic, dark hair and cheeky charisma that pushed it a little too far, he had most the ladies giggling and blushing at some point. He was the definition of a fuck boy, but I get what his ex's saw.

Emma interrupted my thoughts, "I'll see you at home yeah? Love you."

She gave me a quick kiss on the lips to say goodbye and I left. I think I heard them all giggle as the door closed behind me but I gave it no mind. I couldn't get it out of my head how hot Emma looked, hot and bothered from stress is just as sexy as hot and bothered from sex I figured and as soon as I got home I snapped a couple photos of my tits with one hand rubbing over them and pinching my nipple. I sent the photos to Emma with the message "you looked super hot all worked up, thinking of you". Roughly 20 minutes later I got a reply, "good girl, don't touch yourself, you know the rules".

I groaned when getting the text. Myself and Emma had a light 24/7 dynamic where all my sexual pleasure is only on her terms, I was hoping the photos would persuade her to let me play with myself but now I'd have to spend the rest of the day riled up and needy. I found submitting to Emma as natural as breathing and it wasn't long into our relationship that she had started controlling my sexual desires. I found the more she controlled me the hotter I found her and the more I became putty in her hands.

Later that evening we had headed up to the bedroom.

"So you found it attractive that I was all worked up today?" Emma asked with a glint in her eyes.

"Um yeah, you're super hot and your flushed face and ruffled hair made me think of how you look mid sex!" I retorted.

Emma giggled, "I suppose it probably did look like that..." her fingers were moving down to my hardening cock. "God, look at how excited you are."

Her hands were barely touching me but the touches felt like electric shocks on my skin as I moaned desperately.

"You're going to hump my hand with your tiny leaking cock like a good girl whilst you listen to me, okay little slut?" Emma growled into my ear.

"Ngggh yes my queen, thank y-" I replied, barely able to focus.

She cut me off a abruptly, "Shut up. You like the look of me all worked up because it reminds you of me mid-sex. How fucking dirty you are to think of me like that whilst I'm at work."

Her free hand slapped my face, sharply bringing my attention back to her and away from the absolute blessing I felt from humping her hand.

"I bet you'd like it if I was getting fucked, lipstick smeared, sweat on my brow, panting breath as I'm fucked-by-a-real-cock," she roughly grabbed and stroked my cock up and down with each word of the last sentence, her words piercing my brain as it all became too much. She let get go and laughed as three small spurts of cum left my cock.

"Good girl, you do like the thought of me getting fucked don't you, you're becoming more of a prejac every week. Your tiny cock hasn't lasted over a minute in 6 months," she laughed. "Such a dirty mind, go clean yourself up and come back to bed for a snug."

Chapter two -

My bestfriend Kelly had been over for a few days. Kelly was great. We had always got on since working together and had been good friends since then. Kelly was a very large woman and knew how to wield her size to garner attention from all genders. Blonde hair, tall and with small breasts but a ginormous ass. She had hit on me and Emma a few times but it'd never moved past a bit of harmless flirting even when drunk and on holiday together.

Sadly I didn't have the second week of Kelly's visit off of work so I left the two of them to hang out, go shopping and relax together.

It was Wednesday and I was bored on my lunch break. Wondering what the two were up to today I thought I'd give Emma a call to try and pass the time, I could never take a full 30 minutes without needing some entertainment.

The first call went unanswered, the second try I got an answer.

"Shhh shhh - Um hi sweet, how's work?" Emma answered the phone giggling.

"It is as fun as ever, just on lunch and thought I'd see how my favourite two are?"

"We"re g-ood, oh fuck we're good!" she said breathlessly stuttering through the sentence.

"Are you okay? You sound a bit distracted?"

"I-I'm good j-ust a bit busy and K-elly, Kelly is d-d-istracting me. I love you, I'll, fuuuuck, I'll t-ext you."

It sounded like the phone was dropped and very faint on the line I heard, "fuck I'm going to cu-" before the phone rustled and the call ended.

My heart was racing, it felt like part of the world was spinning. That sounded like Emma and Kelly were... I couldn't imagine Emma would cheat but I knew what she sounded like and that...

Before I knew it I was in the ladies bathroom at work and I could barely think straight. I wasn't sure if what I heard was anything bad but the thought of it was making me embarrassingly hard. The thought of Kelly's face buried inside my fiancés pussy had me salivating and I couldn't help but start masturbating at the idea. Picturing Emma's hands gripping at Kelly's hair as she ground herself against her tongue moaning faster and faster, and I pushed myself over the edge. My cum dripped onto the floor as I went lightheaded and slowly breathed out the mixed feeling.

Between a busy day and a rainy walk home I had forgotten about the phone call until 3 days later when Kelly had left.

"Just our weekly check in to make sure you haven't played with yourself without my permission little slut."

Emma knew I couldn't lie to her when her asked and I recounted the bathroom incident at work with blushed cheeks.

"So you thought I was cheating on you and the first thing you do is squirt cum out your pathetic cock?" she said with a smirk.

I couldn't answer from embarrassment.

"Say it you dirty whore, nice and loud say you're a pathetic whore who cums to the thought of getting cheated on," Emma's eyes grew meaner as she grabbed me by the throat as she growled the words into my ear.

"I'm a pathetic whore who cums to the thought of getting cheated on," I whispered, barely able to get the words out between my excited state and the restricted throat.

"Good girl, now as you've been bad I'm not going to touch your gross cock and you aren't going to get to touch me. Kneel at the end of the bed and watch me."

I crawled over to the end of the bed and turned to watch Emma. Her eyes were closed and she was trailing her hands over her soft doughy body, fingers teasing at her nipples as she gently moaned. Slowly moving down her fingers passed her soft stomach, down her slightly grown back pubes and gently parted her lips with her fingers.

"I'm so wet and I can't tell what's got me hornier, how pathetic you are or the thought of Kelly eating me out."

Her teasing words rang in my ears as I gazed hypnotized at the sight and sound of her.

Fingers moving faster and faster over her swollen clit she began to moan and writhe her vagina into her fingers.

"Oh fuck, fuck I'm gonna cum fuck".

The sound of her wet vagina as she aggressively masturbated in front of me is soaked into my brain, she looked straight into my eyes and said.

"I'm thinking of Kelly's tongue you pathetic bitch."

Before cumming harder than I've ever been able to make her. She panted like a marathoner as her legs stopped trembling and she relaxed. In stunned silence I slid up the bed towards her, very aware of the precum that had formed at the tip of my cock.

I kissed her on the cheek and whispered, "that was beautiful, I'm yours to toy with forever, you light my brain on fire."

Chapter 3

Imagine missing your bestfriends birthday party due to your own boss's laziness. I was so angry, as I got a taxi home that evening, knowing that Kelly would be out with Emma and her other friends partying and enjoying her birthday, and I'm looking at a romantic date with a frozen pizza and half a bottle of rosé.

The photos posted to social media were not helping with my fomo but I couldn't help myself from looking at each post. It looked like they'd all attracted some attention and had grouped up with some guys, they were mostly all attractive and one guy in particular seemed to have taken a liking to Emma. He was fairly average looking in the face not ugly and not a model but he was tall around 6 foot 7, dark hair with a trimmed beard with tattoos showing on his forearms. His whole look was absolutely Emma's taste and a few photos showed them extremely close whilst dancing on each other.

I put down the social media and settled in to finish my wine and head to bed, it was the weekend tomorrow so if I needed to have a lie in with a groggy head then so be it.

Waking up with a nicely clear head I rolled out of bed and hit the shower, I hadn't freshened up after work yesterday so definitely needed to clean the Friday grime from me. Sitting down for breakfast I picked up my phone to begin a day of doom scrolling and can see I had a message with an attached video sent to me by Kelly.

However, it read like it wasn't meant for me, "the birthday girl didn't get any but girls... look at Emma getting at it!"

The video started with some girls that I recognised from photos and the unmistakable laugh of Kelly behind the camera. They were shushing each other as Kelly opened a door and revealed the scene.

Emma was on her knees side on to the door and now audience, on the bed was the tall gentleman and his jeans and boxers were completely off. His cock jumped out on the screen as it was huge, it was thick, girthy and must have been 8/9 inches. Emma's mouth was stretched around his bulbous tip as her eyes shot to the camera. She giggled and playfully batted the camera away but hungrily began tasting the cock before ignoring her audience.

The girls giggled and cheered at the sight and all but Kelly moved away to their own spaces after the drunken novel of the sight wore off.

I heard Kelly say, "I hope you don't mind me recording and watching, you know how hot I think you are Emma."

With spit glinting in the light around her mouth and on her chin, Emma replies, "Kelly, we've literally made each other cum. I think watching is the least I'd expect".

Over the sound of Emma gagging on the girth before her, I hear Kelly giggle, and the sounds and shake to the recording from there on show Kelly had started touching herself to the view before her.

Emma's voice rings out from the recording, "your cock tastes so delicious but I need you inside me."

She knelt down over his crotch impaling herself on him and letting out the deepest sigh of relief and pleasure I'd ever heard.

"Omg, you're stretching me so fucking much you barely fit in," Emma spoke with a groan as her wet hole struggled to stretch over the man's size.

The man moans as the sloppy sounds of her fucking herself on his cock filled the air, his grunts getting deeper as his hands start playing with Emma's tits.

Emma started moaning and screaming, a primal look to her as she bounced hard and fast and growls.

"I've. Never. Cum. Just. From. Cock. Before. But. OMG," her screams permeating the air.

The camera grows shakier as everyone in the room seems to be reaching climax and it is barely viewable as the sounds of wet crotches slamming together mixes with manly grunts, screams and moans as everyone reaches climax triggered by each others and the erotic excitement of the situation. The camera is still for a minute and panting can be heard till it is picked up and flips to selfie mode to show Kelly winking with her tongue out before it ends.

I sat shocked. What should I do, say, do or do? I had the mind to save the video and sat in silence. I felt a similar feeling but no sickness this time. My heart was beating, my ears were ringing with the moans from the video and I felt how hard the video made me. It should hurt me but my corrupted mind just played over and over the sounds of Emma's wet pussy or her gagging on his giant cock and my hand found my tiny cock, well I may as well call it a clit now in comparison.

I came almost immediately and expected the usual post orgasm regret but I didn't feel guilty in the slightest. I watched the video again and again and within the next 10 minutes had came twice more. My clit limp and sticky I made my way to the shower and decided to relax in bed until Emma got home and I'd have to confront her.

Chapter 4

The door opened and my heart jumped a beat as she came through the door. Silence in the air as she sensed my tension and worry.

Emma sat opposite me worried and said, "Sweetie, what's wrong are you okay?"

"Do you love me, like honestly love me?" I said with a choked voice.

"Of course honey, you're the love of my life," she replies.

"And you'll stay with me no matter what?"

"Yes but what's wrong you're worrying me!" Emma says.

"I've seen the video."

Her eyes widened and the panic began.

"And it's okay," I say with confidence. "I've seen the video and this was my reaction", I reached out and guided her hand towards my hard clit.

Her eyes changed from panic to confusion.

"I promise" repeating my confidence to her, "I'm your play thing, my body is yours, my minds is yours, if you continue to love me I'll continue to serve you."

Emma looked at me the glint back to her eye.

"So I can ruin your orgasms, belittle you, kiss you on the lips with my breath smelling of your best friends pussy and you'll still love and serve me," she replied.

"Yes, always. You're like a drug to me my queen."

"Pathetic, I fucking love it," she growled gripping my hair and spitting into my mouth. "Now, get that ass up stairs. I'm going to play with your little hole as you watch the video over and over and tell me your favourite parts you dirty slut."

My legs could barely hold me as I stumbled up the stairs. I'm the luckiest girl in the world.