"I know the guy. He is a bit rough around the edges, but he is a good man. I have known him for a long time, and he is a great father. Look how great Paul has turned out to be. He is going to be a lady killer himself one day," said Stefan enthusiastically while sitting on the living room couch and drinking his whiskey. 

Sandra said nothing. She looked embarrassed. She knew that I was gauging her reaction to what Stefan was saying.

“He is a good fuck. I will give him that,” said Alma.

“You fucked him?” asked Sandra with joyful disbelief in her voice.

“Yes.”

“When?”

"Well, more than once. I fucked him last month. On two occasions. He is good in bed. He has that bat between his legs, and he knows how to use it," said Alma with a smile.

"He was telling me that he will fuck you soon, make you his bitch. He likes to talk dirty. By the way, if it's true I envy you a little," she added.

Sandra smiled at her mother's words.

"Make me his bitch, you say? He is such a gentleman," she added with a smile.

"He does have a bat in his pants. It was a pleasant surprise when he presented it to me," said Ivana.

“Of course you fucked him,” said Sandra and laughed.

“You enjoyed it,” said Stefan.

"Yes, I did. He knows how to use it, and he is the right kind of dominant. He humiliates well, I would say," Ivana said.

“Humiliates well?” I asked.

Sandra was visibly embarrassed but still seemed to find it funny, and she listened intently.

"Yes, he humiliates well. He makes you understand that you are a whore. You accept it. You like it. He has that big dick that he uses as a stick and a carrot. He gives one a pleasure but also thrusts fast and hard when he wants you to feel pain. It is intoxicating!" she said enthusiastically.

“That is true. He finds a way to make you accept him treating you as a being of lower standing then himself. I think you are right, the cock plays a huge part in that. He enjoys to degrade. Also, he is good at that, giving you pain and pleasure. A small-dicked man couldn't be able to do that. You need to have a big dick like him to be able to do it," Alma added.

"I think he is more credible as dom with a big dick like that. He can be a dom in so many ways. I mean Stefan could be the dom in just one way. He would be good at that, but due to his size, it's hard to see him as a dom in the way I see Mark as a dom," said Ivana.

"I could be a good dom in the context of BDSM, I think," said Stefan with that strange conviction that he always seemed to have.

"Yes, you could. I could see that," said Ivana in a strange, awkward, motherly way.

"I think so too," added a visibly pleased Stefan.

"But Mark, he can be nice to you, and you still respect him. You want to be good to him. You want to please him. Once he came to our house to watch football," said Ivana while making air quotes with her hands and rolling her eyes when she said 'watch football.'

Stefan listened to her speak and nodded encouragingly.

"I was a bit shy because we had fucked a couple of times before that, and I wondered if we would that day as well. But he didn't talk to me about coming over that day, and I went on with my business as usual. His presence had made me horny, and I was wet as I was preparing food.

Then he called for me while I was in the kitchen to come to the living room. I said hello shyly and asked him how he was doing. My voice was a bit shaky, It gets like that when I am insecure sometimes, and he makes me feel insecure," said Ivana.

"Yes, it does," said Stefan while nodding his head and interrupting her in the process.

"He then told me to get on my knees, matter-of-factly while he unzipped his pants. I did so and ended up sucking his dick for the remainder of the half. He then told Stefan with a smile that the food was his responsibility now, and asked him politely to leave us alone. He did it in a very calm voice that had so much authority. It was so sexy. Then he came in my mouth.

"I sat on my knees, waiting for him to give me permission to get up so I could check up on Stefan and the food. He said nothing. Instead, he left his dick in my mouth and picked up his phone. I think he was answering messages or something.

"I waited for the call to be over and then asked if I could go to the kitchen. First after his yes did I stand to my feet.

"I went to the kitchen, and I found Stefan tending to the food while masturbating."

“Yes, It was hot. I get turned on by it, he knows how to dominate. He is a good bull, that is what I am trying to say. I think that Sandra would enjoy him a lot.”

“I probably will,” said Sandra teasingly while giving me a look.

“I wanted to know if you were in on it as well,” continued Ivana.

“Nope!” Stefan answered. 

“Then we got back to the living room, and he told Stefan to give us some privacy. I thought that he was going to fuck me then, but no. He told me that he needed to take a piss. I told him where the bathroom was, but he said that it was no need for him to go to the bathroom when he could piss in my mouth."

I saw Sandra's jaw drop at that moment. Her face had shock written all over it. She even put her hand over her opened mouth.

"I don't allow that usually, but I didn't know what to say. I am not a toilet, I tried. But he just looked into my eyes and interrupted me by saying that he thought pissing in my mouth would be nicer than going to the toilet.

"So I went on my knees again and opened my mouth. He stood up and started pissing in my mouth. He told me to drink it all up. As much as I could. So I did, but it was too much, and he pissed all over my face on purpose. My eyes, ears, hair and blouse. Then you came out to tell us that the food was done and saw some of it," said Ivana while nodding to Stefan. 

A timid 'yes' was all usually so talkative Stefan had to say at that moment.

"It was sexy but rather degrading. I went to the bathroom to clean up and laughed at myself for liking it so much, but then I heard him talk to Stefan about me, and I got so wet.

"He was telling Stefan that I was a dumb whore and that he really hit the jackpot with me if he was into dumb whores. Like, the truly dumb whores."

Stefan just nodded this time without saying a word. I could see how shocked Sandra was at that moment.

"I knew that he was going to fuck the shit out of me later. He was telling you something about your job as well, wasn't he, honey? What were you talking about?" asked Ivana.

"It was a small thing that happened at work, and as you all know, Mark's family runs the casino business where I work. His brother owns it, as you all know. He and I had a little misunderstanding, and Mark wanted to make sure that all was okay."

“What kind of misunderstanding?" I asked.

“There ware some guests that thought that I wasn't professional and complained about me. They were big spenders and Mark's brother John got angry. He wanted me to make it up to them in some way. I didn't know what to say. I just followed the rules.

"Anyway, he ended up ignoring me the rest of the day on the shift, and Mark wanted to help us out, and solve the situation. That was why he came over."

“Did you solve the situation?” I asked.

Stefan looked very uncomfortable when I posed the question.

“Yes.”

“How?”

"We took a cruise on the ship as passengers, me, Ivana and Mark. John had met Ivana on several occasions but always very briefly. He wanted to be intimate with her. I don't have that much against things like that in general, but I think these things have to be done correctly when the workplace is in question." 

I was starting to pity Stefan again. There was none of that trademark assertiveness in his voice now. It was evident that he was ashamed. He maybe didn't like Mark as much as he feared him. Mark had a hold on him. Judging by the reactions of the others present in the room, I wasn't the only one thinking this.

“Did you get the situation resolved?” I asked as if I was under some kind of spell.

"Yes," he answered while trying to put on a brave face.

"Mark is a bit of a tease. He is a bit of a naughty child, but he wanted to help. He suggested the cruise. We accepted, we came and Stefan and John hit it off again as if nothing had happened. The two guests that ware unsatisfied a few weeks prior ware there as well. We had dinner and a night at the casino. We did some naughty stuff in there before the men took me to one of the cabins, and we had sex that night. The day after, I could bearly walk. John and Mark fucked me mercilessly with their big cocks.

"The other two men ware normal-sized. But I was dead.

"The day after, we went off the ship for a walk and a meal in Kiel. Upon our return to the ship, I was called up to the deck where Mark and John were waiting for me. There was some other officer present at that moment as well, and John told me that I was to suck his and Mark's dicks, and that the officer was there to make sure that no one bothers us. I went down on my knees, my jaw still sore from the night before, and I started sucking Mark as the ship slowly left the harbour. It was fun but exhausting. It was also vital that Stefan's colleagues wouldn't find out."

“Were there people on the ship that figured it out?” I asked again.

“We didn’t know. But John said that he would have talked with them once he thought some understood something. It wasn't a big deal. I love Stefan. I love being fucked, but this was a bit extreme, and I wouldn't have done it if Stefan’s job wasn't on the line, and also I felt confidant that Mark and John had the situation under control.

"I felt that it was okay. I fuck other guys, but it isn't this intense usually. But now it's done, and John has been to our house once since then. We had sex, he was nice, just regular sex, but he asked for Stefan not to be there when he came over. He wants to see me on a regular basis, and I am fine with that. He thinks that I am nice and pretty. He doesn't know that his brother pissed in my mouth, I guess," said Ivana with an insecure smile.

“Eventually, some people working on board figured out that I was being fucked by Mark and John and they knew that I was your wife. I was after all sucking John's dick in the corner of the casino while the casino was still opened. Mark and John wanted to fuck me in the casino both days. And they fucked me before and after it was closed both days. One of your colleagues was present while we ware going at it," Ivana said while looking at Stefan.

"Yes, Dana. She has worked there for a long while. She is a friend of Mark’s and John’s family. She is basically family to them. She wouldn't talk," said a deflated Stefan.

"I had my short red and white dress on, no bra, and the brothers couldn't get enough of me. They pulled my dress up and fucked me from behind while I was sucking dick. I think many people saw that the second night. It was hot, but a little too close to my limits," said Ivana.

The room was completely silent. I pitied Stefan. He looked uncomfortable. It was apparent that he didn't want to talk about it anymore.

"John is thinking of sending him on another ship as a reward. He will get more money," said Ivana.

"I think that it is a bit complicated to be cuckolded by a working colleague, and the rumors that Ivana was on the ship and that she had relations with some men while we were there have spread. John tried to handle it, but I think that my changing ships would be the best solution. And John agreed."

I was genuinely feeling bad now. Stefan was a victim of something here. He and Ivana were too embarrassed to tell it as it is.

The dinner went on an hour after that. We played Trivial Pursuit, but the atmosphere was somehow deflated after Stefan’s and Ivana’s story.

At the end of the evening, I put my hand on Stefan's shoulder and said, "Hang in there."

We said our goodbyes and went to the car. The ride home was quiet at first. I was hopeful that Ivana’s story would discourage Sandra from letting Mark come any further. If that story didn't, nothing will, I thought to myself.

While in the car, Sandra's phone beeped. She opened it and smiled.

“Who is it from?” I asked.

“Take one guess.”

"Your mother? I don't know," I said.

"The talking point of the evening. He wants to know if Alma was a good cook, if not, he had a sausage for me."

She laughed at that message despite the story her sister had told that evening. She was going to do whatever he wanted. This was a done deal. Mark would be her bull. It was just a matter of time.

Another ping from the phone, another smile accompanied by her hand over her mouth.

“Another message from Mark?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“You aren't worried that he might be dangerous? He did subject your sister to something that was sort of on the border of what she wanted. I don't think she would have done it if John wasn't Mark's brother," I tried.

“I love my sister, but she is a horny girl. He didn't force her to open her mouth and drink his piss. She has to stand up for herself. And Mark likes me differently. He is not interested in degrading me. He wants to fuck me hard, that is all. If he was to piss on me, that would be the last time he would see me naked. Stefan and Ivana have to take some responsibility for what they allowed Mark and John to do to them," said Sandra haughtily. 

With those words, I knew that it was happening. She was going to be his girlfriend.