“Okay,” he says and then grabs hold of one of my breasts. “Tell me if there’s anything you don’t like. We are both learning.”

“I like this, and I like it fast and rough.”

“I like that too,” he says and firmly takes one of my breasts in one hand and a hip with the other and then begins pounding into me with his second penis. I can feel the first penis slapping against my ass, and it’s so erotic and alien I am losing my mind.

“Harder,” I moan, “Oh my god, harder.” A wave of another orgasm is on its way, it’s not as good as a clitoral one, but I’ll take it. Any orgasm is an orgasm, right? “Don’t stop. Exactly the same,” I say and hope to god that he isn’t one of these idiots that changes. But no, not my Commander; he continues to do it all the same for I don’t even know how long. I begin biting the bedsheets. It feels so good but, at the same time, frustrating that I cannot find the release I am trying so hard for. His second penis can last much longer than his first, and I have an orgasm from penetration, which has never happened in my life.

After I come again, he slows down and runs a hand through my sweaty hair. “Good?”

“Excellent,” I assure him.

My Commander runs his strong hands up and down my back until he guides me onto my stomach. He angles my hips up and puts one of his knees on the bed. He leans over me and drives his second penis so hard into me that if he weren’t gripping my hair at the nape of my neck, I would have been pushed to the other end of the bed from his force. I love his primal strength. I never want him to stop. I never want to be with a male who doesn’t have two penises ever again. I love this. The feel of his hand in my hair, holding me down as he dominates me. And I love this because I love that it’s him doing it. “My Commander,” I moan as he dominates me.

“Husband,” he corrects and smacks my ass.

“Commander,” I say because I want him to punish me, and he does. He smacks my ass again and again.

After an intense few minutes of cardio and aggression, he comes inside when again with his second penis, and his semen overflows out of my vagina. Even more, comes out as he removes his penis. I instinctively put my hand down to my thighs to wipe it away, but he brings my wet hand to my mouth and says, “Lick it from your hand, Wife.”

I don’t break eye contact with him but dutifully lick all the sticky semen from my fingers. It’s salty and clearer than a human male’s sperm. When I finish, he moves my hand back down between my legs and makes me repeat this a few times until there’s not much left between my legs anymore. My lips are sticky and salty. All I taste and smell is our lust and sex.