Cassandra and Francis

Chastity...mmmmmmmm

more wonderful writing GH and incorperating all my favorite subjects....thanks again for all your time and effort...

Mel x

cuckbob, trf2, Peak and Mel

Thank you, sorry this next segment took so long.

GH

I kneeled at Cassandra's feet and waited while she recovered from her orgasm. For a few minutes she lay perfectly still in my desk chair and then she leaned forward, smiled at me and patted my head. "Francis, that was wonderful."

I looked up at her with a silly grin on my face. My heart was soaring with pride. I'd just given my goddess an orgasm.

Cassandra chuckled at my boyish expression and said, "Francis you'll never make it as a strong, hard nosed macho lover."

I laughed and said. "If I wanted to be one of those guys wouldn't I need to have a great big cock?"

Cassandra nodded. "That would help, but attitude is also a large part of it."

"Do you want me to talk with a deep voice and say, Cassandra darling you belong to me."

Cassandra giggled. "Well it still doesn't quite work."

"Hey I'm doing the best I can."

Cassandra shook her head. "Francis if I was looking for a macho lover you wouldn't be here."

"Really? Who would be?"

"Oh I can think of several guys."

Suddenly, for some reamister I felt very offended. I stood up, there was an injured tone to my voice as I said, "Well, why don't you call one of them."

Cassandra looked at me. "Francis what just got into you?"

I stared at her without speaking.

She studied me for a moment and then she said, "Francis, tonight I don't want to be with one of those guys, tonight I want to be with you." She paused to gauge my reaction to what she'd just told me and then she continued. "Francis I am going to see other men. We've already talked about that. I do plan to cuckold you. I thought that was what you wanted."

I sighed. "It is, it's just that..." My voice got very quiet. "It's just that..."

"What Francis?"

"A minute ago you said you loved me. I know you said it in the middle of an orgasm and I understand that you probably didn't mean it seriously, but it still made me happy when I heard you say it. Cassandra I'm starting to have feelings for you. I know you're going to cuckold me and I am excited about it, but..." I hesitated.

Cassandra stared at me.

I slowly continued. My voice was just a whisper. "Thinking of you with another man makes me jealous." I shook my head. "This is all very confusing."

Cassandra stood up and took my hand. "Francis come with me." She led me into the living room. We were both naked. She sat down on the couch, pulled me down next to her, put her arm around my shoulder and held me close to her.

"Francis, you're right. Earlier when I said that I loved you it was partly because I was having an orgasm, but..."

She paused. It was obvious that she was choosing her next words very carefully. Finally she took a deep breath. "Francis, we've only know each other for a very short time, but I already understand that you're different than any man I've ever met. You're smart and sensitive and fun to be with. Francis I think I actually may be falling in love with you."

She closed her eyes. She was was quiet for a long time. I desperately wanted to get excited about Cassandra's confession, but I didn't dare. I could sense that there was more coming.

Finally she continued. Her voice was barely audible. "Francis I think I'm going to end up being deeply in love with you; but it won't matter, I know that I'll still end up cheating on you. At first I'll try hard to be faithful, I really will; but eventually there will be a hot guy." She laughed. "There's always a hot guy and he'll know exactly what to say to me to get me into bed." She shook her head. "It's not all that hard. I'm really quite easy." She sighed. "Francis I love sex and I'm addicted to big cocks."

Cassandra buried her face in her hands. "Francis, If we stay together and try to be a normal couple, I'm going to end up hurting you."

For a long time we were both quiet. Finally I said, "Do you want to hear something funny?"

Cassandra looked at me.

I smiled and said, "Part of me wants you to hurt me."

Cassandra tilted her head and stared at me.

I shook my head. "I don't really understand it, but being your cuckold is very closely linked to my masochism. When I see you with other men I am going to be jealous and it is going to hurt, but I think I want it to hurt." I whispered. "Cassandra I can't explain it and this is very hard for me to admit, but I want you to hurt me and I want you to humiliate me." I laughed. "I also want you love me and care about me and be tender and sweet to me, but maybe not at the same time."

Cassandra stared into my eyes. "Francis I think I want to love you and it will be very easy for me to care about you and be tender and sweet to you." She grinned at me. "I also want you to care about me and be tender and sweet to me." And then she got a malevolent twinkle in her eyes and said, "But Francis, I also want to hurt you and humiliate you. Will you let me do that Francis? Will you let me hurt you? Will you let me humiliate you in front of my lovers? Would you like that Francis?"

I slowly nodded. "Yes Cassandra, I think I would."

Cassandra stood up and extended her hand. "Come with me Francis."

I took her hand. She pulled me off the couch and led me into the bedroom. I followed her with growing excitement. I wasn't certain exactly what was going to happen, but I knew that I was going to let this beautiful woman do anything to me that she wanted to do.

Once we were in the bedroom Cassandra led me to the bed. Suddenly she turned and shoved me. I wasn't prepared for it and I fell down on the bed. As I lay there on my back, she straddled my head, sat down with her full weight on my face and pressed her tiny anus against my lips.

In a rough guttural voice she whispered. "Lick my asshole slaveboy, lick it good."

I eagerly pushed my tongue into Cassandra's ass. She gasped when she felt me enter her and then she leaned forward, grabbed both of my nipples and gave them a vicious twist. The pain was excruciating. I bit my lip and tried to keep from crying out. Tears started to trickle down my cheeks.

Suddenly Cassandra released her hold on my nipples and rolled off of my face. She turned around, straddled my chest and positioned herself so that her lips was directly over mine. She stared into my eyes and said, "Beg me to date other men."

I looked up at her. At that moment she was my goddess and I was her obedient slave. I took a deep breath and said, "Ms. Riley I beg you to date other men."

"Why? Tell me why Francis."

"Because it's your right as my goddess."

Whap! She slapped me hard across the face. "No Francis, that's not the correct answer! I understand your fantasies. I know all about you. We both know the right answer, tell me Francis. Say it. I want to hear you say it."

I looked up at her.

She continued staring into my eyes. "Say it Francis. I want to hear you humiliate yourself."

I had never in my entire life been that excited. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. It took every bit of courage that I could muster, but I managed to do it. I quietly said, "Because I'm not man enough to satisfy you myself."

"How do little wimps like you satisfy a woman?"

"By licking her pussy and her ass."

"Do little sissyboys like you ever get to fuck a woman?'

"No Ms. Riley, that privilege is reserved for real men."

"So there really isn't any reamister for you to be jealous when you see a man fucking me is there pussyboy? He'll be doing something that you'll never be allowed to do, won't he Francis?"

"Yes Ms. Riley, you're right."

Cassandra patted my cheek. "Yes I am little boy."

She turned around so that she was again facing my feet. As she sat down on my face she said, "Show me how a little wimp like you makes love to a woman."

I really don't know how long Cassandra rode my face. Both of us lost track of the time. My goddess's sexual appetite was nearly insatiable. I licked her to three orgasms. Once her third orgasm subsided she rolled off of me and lay still.

After a moment she turned around climbed on top of me, stared into my eyes and started laughing. It wasn't a mean belittling laugh. It was a laugh of joy. She threw her arms around me and cried, "Francis you are the most wonderful man in the entire world and we are going to have so much fun together."

Cassandra hugged me. I put my arms around her and hugged her back. As we hugged Cassandra asked, "Francis will you dress me for my dates?"

A bolt of electric excitement rippled through me. "Yes Ms. Riley, I would love to do that."

"Will you cook dinner for my lovers and me?"

"Yes Ms. Riley."

"Will you lick their cum out of my cunt when they're done fucking me?"

Now it was my turn to laugh. It wasn't because anything was funny, I was just happy and excited. "Yes Ms Riley, it would be an honor."

Cassandra pressed her lips against mine. We kissed. It was a kiss of uncontrolled passion. When we finally broke apart Cassandra looked into my eyes and said, "Francis you never have to be jealous of my lovers. They might get to fuck my pussy, but you own my heart. Francis I understand that you are the most wonderful man I've ever met and I'm already starting to dream about spending the rest of my life with you. Now I'm going to show you how I reward my favorite little man when he's been very well behaved.

Cassandra slid down and picked up my tiny erect penis. She gently cradled it in her fingertips while she lightly brushed it with her lips and then she slipped it into her warm moist mouth. The electricity of the moment, combined with the sweet sensations of pleasure that she created as she sucked me, were too much. I came almost immediately. Cassandra kept my cock in her mouth while I ejaculated.

After I was done cumming Cassandra slid back up my chest and kissed me hard on the lips. While she was kissing me she passed some of my fresh semen into my mouth. Once she was finished she sat up and watched me to see how I reacted.

I tried to accept it graciously, but the consistency was a little unusual. I must have made a face.

Cassandra laughed. "Don't worry baby, you'll get used to it. A month from now you'll be lapping up cum like a kitten laps up cream."

I stared at her.

She giggled. "Oh yes you certainly will be doing that. We both know that a good cuckold always licks his wife clean after she's been with another man." She winked at me. "And I plan to enjoy a large number of very handsome men."

I continued staring at Cassandra. Her use of the word wife had captured my attention.

She looked at me. "What?"

I quietly said, "You used the word wife."

Cassandra lay down next to me, pressed her naked body against mine, wrapped her arms around my shoulders and kissed my cheek. "There's nothing wrong with having a little fantasy is there?"

I slowly shook my head and quietly whispered, "No there certainly isn't."

BEAUTIFUL, I remember this conversation or a very similar one 15 years ago with Tony

Mel x

Thanks Mel

Monday was a workday. Both Cassandra and I were up early. While Cassandra was putting on her makeup I put together a breakfast of orange juice, yogurt, sliced apples and coffee.

I turned when she walked into the kitchen. She was beautiful. I smiled and said, "Good morning, I envy the men in your office. They get to gaze at you all day today."

She laughed as she walked over and kissed my cheek. "That little comment is just one of the hundreds of reamisters that waking up in your apartment is good for my mental health."

Cassandra sat down at the kitchen table. I set her breakfast in front of her. She took a sip of her orange juice. There was a moment of awkward silence and then Cassandra said, "Francis I liked relaxing with you last night."

I nodded. "I liked it too."

She looked at me. "I'm going to miss you tonight."

I sighed. "Yes."

She took another sip of orange juice.

I stared at her. I knew what I wanted to say, but I was afraid. This was difficult, years of failure and rejection with beautiful women like Cassandra had left me timid and apprehensive.

Cassandra stared back at me. It was obvious that she was waiting for me to make the next move.

I knew that I couldn't just take her to work and say goodbye when she got out of my car. I didn't want her to just walk out of my life when I dropped her off in front of her office this morning. I didn't want her to relax in her apartment tonight. I knew what I wanted. I wanted Cassandra to stay here in my apartment with me and I didn't want it to just be for tonight. I wanted her to stay in my apartment with me forever.

I took a deep breath and said, "Cassandra don't go home tonight; stay here with me, please stay here with me."

Cassandra studied my face. After a moment she stood up and said, "Francis are you asking me to live with you?"

I nodded. "Yes I am. Cassandra please stay here in my apartment, please live with me."

Cassandra laughed and ran over to me. As she threw her arms around my shoulders she cried, "Yes Francis, yes please. I want to stay with you tonight. I want to stay with you tomorrow night. I want to stay with you forever."

We kissed for a very long time. When we finally broke apart Cassandra said, "I think we'd better figure out how were going to make this work."

I looked at her, I was puzzled.

Cassandra laughed. "Francis if I'm going to live with you I have to have my things." She paused to think and then she continued. "My lease requires that I give thirty days notice when I move out, so we have some time to get everything done; but I'm still going to need to get some basic necessities out of my apartment right away."

She looked at me. "Can you pick me up after work and bring me to my apartment?"

Now I was embarrassed. I shook my head. "No I'm sorry, I can't. On Monday's and Wednesday's I teach a class on twentieth century American Literature that starts at 6:00 and doesn't get over until 7:30. It meets late in the day because it's very popular with adult students."

Cassandra grinned at me. "Francis I would love to take that class."

I laughed and said, "I think that can be easily arranged. Would you like to come tonight?"

Cassandra shook her head. "No, I think I'd better spend tonight moving some basic necessities into your apartment."

"Yes, of course; you're absolutely right." I walked over to the drawer under my telephone and found a spare apartment key and my extra parking card. I handed them to Cassandra. "These are yours. The card will get you into the parking garage under the building. We're alloted two parking places. This is your key to our apartment."

Cassandra took the card and the key and then she stared at me.

I stared back at her. After a moment I asked, "What?"

Cassandra looked into my eyes and whispered, "You just called this our apartment. Francis, do you really mean that?"

I smiled at her. "Yes, yes I do."

Dear GH:
Your characters are wonderful! Obviously, along with everyone else on this forum, I would love to be in Francis shoes, or panties or whatever. Total capitulation to to a dominant cuckoldress is my ideal. No one writes about it as well as you.

Thanks GH, I have to agree with tamlyonne. You always take such great characters into so many interesting places and fascinating situations, and you do it so well!

Everything said in two comments above.
Beautiful story, great characters, wonderful writing.

cheers
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Tamlyonne and prologue

Thank you very much, I love writing these stories and knowing that you are enjoying them makes it even more fun.

GH

Stormy

We are becoming our own mutual admiration society. Maybe someday we'll have to collaborate on a story where Sandra and Stevie meet Kristi and Adam. Just think about it, Jamister Mathews could be fucking Kristi while Adam fucks Sandra and Stevie makes dinner.

GH

Fantastic GH....she starts as she means to go on, total control, total freedom, but underlying it a deep love, as always with your writings a very fine balance........

I love the fact Cassandra cares nothing at all that her lover is married, she takes from him what she wants (his big cock) then sends him back to his wife, Francis may take great comfort from the fact that Cassandra merely uses the men in her life for her own selfish desires once he gets past his little jealousy bouts of course, an extra precaution she has put in place so her lovers never get in the way of her true love with Francis perhaps?

Mel x

Another winner GH! Just dropped by for a quick update and find you're continuing the excitment. Great job! Thanks for sharing your wonderful imagination with us.

Thank you Mel,

I always love your comments about my stories and you're always right on the money.

Cuckbob

Thanks, I always appreciate your kind words.

GH

Once I got into the kitchen I leaned against the counter and took several deep breaths. Fantasizing about seeing a woman you're falling in love with having sex with another man is one thing. Seeing it in real life is something else.

I stood perfectly still with my eyes closed. The image of Cassandra kneeling next to Matt with his cock in her mouth was burned into my brain. Part of me was very excited, but another part of me was angry, hurt, upset and humiliated.

As I stood there the old images of my ex wife and her football coach boyfriend powerd their way into my mind. I started to become very angry. I thought about storming back into my bedroom, grabbing Matt and Cassandra and throwing their sorry asses out of my apartment. And then I paused. I remembered how much I've always wished that on that fateful night when I walked in on my ex wife and her lover; I'd just gone into another room, sat down and allowed myself to relax.

Gradually my pulse rate and red pressure began to drop. I sat down at the kitchen table and started smiling. Cassandra hadn't been deceitful or dishonest. In fact, she'd made it very clear to me that she was going to do this.

I chuckled, my deepest fantasies were actually coming true. I really was a cuckold. I remembered Matt's comment about Cassandra's s******* as a cock sucker and I felt proud. My goddess knew how to please her men.

I wasn't sure when Cassandra would want dinner so I took a lasagna out of the freezer and put it into the oven. It would have to bake for at least an hour and then it could sit in the oven at low heat until we were ready for it. Next I prepared some garlic bread. Finally I made two small salads.

I was just putting the salads in the refrigerator when I heard a scream. I smiled. I knew it was Cassandra and I knew it wasn't a scream of pain. This was clearly a scream of pleasure.

I closed the refrigerator door and walked into the living room. I could hear Cassandra shouting. "Fuck me you mister of a bitch! Fuck me hard!" And then her voice quieted.

I silently slipped into the back hall and stood outside the bedroom door. I could still hear Cassandra. She seemed to be gasping for breath as she was speaking. "That's right! Oh yes, that's right! Do it to me, you know how I like it."

I heard a banging sound. I quickly recognized it as my king sized bed banging against the wall. I closed my eyes and imagined Matt thrusting that big cock of his in and out of Cassandra's cunt. He was obviously a very powerful man.

While I listened to the sound of the banging bed I picked up the regular rhythm of Cassandra and Matt's sex. It was almost like they were dancing. As I stood there I felt myself moving my hips in that same rhythm. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine the incredible pleasure Matt must have been enjoying as he pushed his cock in and out of my girlfriend.

Suddenly Cassandra screamed again, "Harder! Fuck me harder! Give it to me. I want it all, I want that big dick of yours all the way inside me." And then she started laughing. It was an almost maniacal laugh.

I ***ly slipped my hand to my crotch and started to rub my erect penis, but then I stopped myself as soon as I realized what I was doing. For some reamister I didn't feel like it was appropriate for me to masturbate while I listened to another man fuck my goddess.

Cassandra yelled, "Fuck me!" And then she screamed. It was a high pitched ear piercing scream. Once the scream subsided she started to cry. I assumed she was having an orgasm.

When Cassandra has an orgasm while I'm licking her cunt I always back off at this point, but Matt didn't. The bed kept banging against the wall. He was fucking my goddess right through her orgasm.

Suddenly Cassandra was silent. The only sound was the rhythmical beat of the bed banging against the wall.

I glanced at my watch. Matt had been fucking my girlfriend for over a thirty minutes now. I was amazed by his staying power. I couldn't imagine how he could possibly keep from cumming for this long.

I heard Cassandra's voice again. It was more controlled now. "Baby, this feels so nice. I love it when you're on top of me pushing your big hard cock in and out of my cunt."

Matt didn't say anything. He was obviously a man of few words. The bed just kept banging against the wall.

Suddenly his pace quickened.

Cassandra whispered the word, "Yesssss!" and then she started to giggle like a school girl.

The cadence of the banging bed changed. It was no longer a metronome drumming out the rhythmic tempo of an erotic dance. Instead it had become a frenzied and relentless hammering. The dance was gone and was replaced by a modern discordant percussion symphony celebrating Cassandra and her lover's desperate need for satisfaction.

Matt cried, "I'm going to cum."

Cassandra breathlessly answered. "Oh yes, do it! Cum inside me. I want to feel you shoot your sperm into my cunt."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I clearly remembered Cassandra's edict on the previous evening. I would never be allowed to fuck her. Pangs of jealousy and envy rippled through me as I realized that while Matt was cumming inside my girlfriend he was enjoying a pleasure that I would never be permitted to experience.

For a moment the apartment was filled with the cries and grunts of Cassandra and Matt's mutual orgasm and then there was silence. I stood perfectly still and listened. After several minutes passed I heard the sounds of movement.

Suddenly I heard Cassandra's voice. "Matt honey, that was wonderful; but now it's time for you to go home. Your wife is going to be wondering where you are."

"I know."

I heard someone stand up followed by the rustling of clothes. Matt was getting dressed.

"Hey Cassie, do you see my sport coat anywhere?'

"I think you left it in the living room."

"Oh Yeah, that's right."

There was quiet and then I heard the sound of Matt kissing Cassandra. "Thanks Cassie, that was great."

"Thank you for helping me carry my stuff up to the apartment."

Matt laughed. "Hey, I was well rewarded."

"If you don't mind, I'm going to stay in bed right now. Francis can show you out." Cassandra laughed. "You made quite a mess inside me tonight."

"Sorry about that, Can I get you a towel?"

"No that's alright, Francis will clean me up."

"I don't know Cassie, this relationship that you two have seems pretty weird."

"Well at least it's an honest relationship, and I really like him Matt."

"There has to be something to it. I don't think I've ever seen you this happy."

"I don't think I've ever been this happy."

"Hey, look at the time. I gotta go."

"Matt when you leave tell Francis to come in here, would you?'

"Sure."

"Oh and baby be nice to him."

"Don't worry I will. I didn't mean to be so rough on him earlier. He kind of startled me."

I quickly ran back to the kitchen. I didn't want to get caught eavesdropping on Cassandra and Matt.

Quite simply BEAUTIFUL GH

Mel x

I'll bet that when you were younger, you used to whittle sticks GH. Every hero you create is carved just a bit more carefully than the last. With love and affection. Clarity and depth. Creating the perfect cuck. You really are the Master.

I've always found the idea of just listening to your wife or lover make love to someone else to be very erotic (is that what they mean by audioerotica?), and so I really enjoyed that last part!
Liked your suggestion above as well - imagine the trouble those characters could get into! I believe I'd feel like the student at the feet of the master.

Imho, best story on this site so far and keep going for better.

cheers
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Mel, Peak, Stormy and Prologue

Thank you

GH

As soon as I got into the kitchen I turned the lasagna down. It had been in the oven for almost an hour and I didn't want it to burn. Once that was done I started to set the dining room table. I was just putting the plates out when Matt walked out of the back hall.

For a moment we just stared at each other and then he said, "Francis I want to apologize for yelling at you earlier this evening. I've never had another guy watch while I was getting a blow job before. I was a little unnerved.

I nodded. "Don't worry, I think we're both a little new at this."

Matt laughed. "You sure got that right."

There was an awkward moment of silence. Both of us stared at each other. Finally Matt said, "Francis, I'm sorry but I just don't understand what happened here tonight."

I smiled at him.

"I don't get it. On the way over here from Malone's all Cassie did was talk about how wonderful you are. I mean, she's really in love with you." He paused and shook his head. "But as soon as we got all of her stuff into this apartment she started coming on to me like a freight train."

Matt sighed. "Francis, I've been doing Cassie at least once a week for a couple of years now and I'll tell you that I have never seen her this happy; but I also have to say that we just had some of the best sex we've ever had."

He held up his hand. "Don't get me wrong. Your girlfriend is always great in bed." He laughed. "She's maybe the best piece of ass I've ever had. But tonight she was spectacular. Francis it's almost like falling in love with you has made Cassie a better fuck for me."

Suddenly he stopped. "Hey buddy, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings just now." He paused. "I guess you must be cool with the fact that I'm fucking Cassie, but..."

I smiled at him. "Don't worry sir you didn't and yes I am cool with the fact that you're fucking Cassandra."

We both stopped and stared at each other. It was my use of the word sir that caught our attention. I really couldn't tell you why I called him sir. I guess it just felt right to me.

After a moment he said, "Well anyway, like I said, I don't understand any of this; but Cassie sure is happy. Listen I gotta go. Francis it was nice to meet you." And then he stopped himself. "I guess we never were formally introduced." He extended his hand. "My name is Matt Conners."

I took his hand. He had a very firm handshake. "It's nice to meet you Mr. Conners, I'm Francis Townsend."

Again Matt stopped and stared at me. This time he was reacting to the fact that I'd just called him Mr. Conners. He seemed to think about this for a moment and then he shrugged and let go of my hand.

"Listen Francis, like I said; I gotta run. My wife is waiting for me at home."

He turned and walked across the living room. When he reached the door he stopped and said, "Hey I really am sorry about calling you a punk earlier. That's the first time I've ever looked up and found someone watching while I was getting my dick sucked. I guess I was a little startled."

I smiled. "It's okay, I understand."

He opened the front door. He was about to leave when he stopped again. "Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Cassie told me to tell you that she wants you to join her in the bedroom."

I nodded. "Thanks, I'll do that."

Matt smiled at me and stepped out the door. The moment he was gone I took a deep breath.

I quickly finished setting the dining room table. As soon as I was done I walked back to the bedroom. When I got to the door I stopped for a moment to gather my courage. I don't know why I was nervous about facing Cassandra, but I was. I guess that seeing a woman you care about right after she's finished having sex with another man is a little traumatic. After a moment I took a deep breath and stepped into the bedroom.

Cassandra was sitting up in the middle of my bed reading a romance novel. She had the pillows bunched up behind her so they supported her back. All of the covers had been pulled down to the foot of the bed. She was naked. Her legs were lasciviously spread apart. A dribble of semen dripped from the base of her cunt.

I stood in the doorway and stared at her. She was beautiful.

Cassandra set her book down and looked up at me. She seemed to be studying me. I guessed that she was trying to gauge my reaction to the events of the evening. After a moment she smiled and said, "Francis are you all right?"

I slowly nodded my head. "Yes, I'm fine."

She patted a spot on the mattress next to her. "Come sit by me."

I walked over and sat down.

Cassandra kissed my cheek and said, "I'm sorry that Matt yelled at you tonight."

"It's okay, he already apologized. I understand. I think I could have done a better job of respecting your privacy."

Cassandra stared at me. After a moment she said, "Francis this is your apartment. We were in your bedroom."

I shook my head. "No this is our apartment and you were in our bedroom."

Cassandra looked into my eyes. She studied me for a long time. Finally she smiled and said, "No Francis, you're wrong. This isn't our bedroom, this is now my bedroom." It wasn't a question, but rather a statement of fact.

"Say it Francis, whose bedroom is this?'

I took a deep breath. I understood exactly what was happening. Cassandra was now demanding my total surrender. I slowly nodded. "Yes Ms. Riley, you're correct, this is now your bedroom."

"And this is now my apartment isn't it Francis?"

A thrill of excitement rippled up my spine as I said, "Yes Ms. Riley, this is now your apartment."

"Tell me! Why is that Francis?"

She wasn't going to give me any quarter and I didn't really want her to give me any.

I slowly whispered, "Because I'm your slave and slaves don't have any possessions."

"So everything that you own is now mine, correct?"

I nodded, "Yes Ms. Riley, that is correct."

Cassandra grinned at me and then she kissed me full on the lips. "Francis, playing with you is so much fun."

I laughed. "I love playing with you too,"

Cassandra lay back down on the bed so her head was resting on the pillows. "Francis kiss my feet."

I slipped down to the end of the bed and obediently picked up my goddess's foot. Cassandra gasped as I began reverently kissing her toes.

After a moment she quietly said, "You enjoy humbling yourself for me don't you Francis?"

I looked up at her. "Yes Ms Riley, I do."

"Prove it Francis."

I stared at her.

She smiled and said, "Lick Matt's cum out of my cunt."

This was it then. This was going to be the ultimate test of my devotion, the ultimate offense. I didn't move, I just kneeled at Cassandra's feet with my eyes focused on the dribble of semen dripping from her pussy.

The air was filled with electricity. Cassandra watched me carefully. A full minute passed. I was trying to build up my courage. Even though it was part of my most exciting cuckold fantasies, being confronted with the prospect of actually licking up another man's semen was proving to be a daunting task.

Cassandra sensed my reluctance. "Yes Francis, it will be humiliating. I want it to be humiliating for you. You not only won't be allowed to fuck me tonight, but you are going to have to lick up the cum of the man who was given that pleasure in your place."

I looked up at her and smiled. Cassandra was playing with me. Her taunt reminded me that this was just a game. It relaxed me. Suddenly it became much easier to let myself go and overcome my inhibitions.

I slipped between Cassandra's legs. My face was immediately in front of her cunt. The pool of Matt's semen was directly below my chin. I took a deep breath, leaned forward and pushed my tongue into the dribble of cum that dripped from her cunt. I licked it up. For the first time, I tasted another man's seed.

Cassandra was watching me. When she saw me licking up Matt's cum she sighed and said, "That's a good boy, lick it all up, clean up every drop of my lover's semen."

I worked quickly. When I was finished cleaning the lips of her cunt Cassandra said, "Now lick up the puddle between my legs. I don't want to have to relax on a wet spot tonight."

Licking the cum off of Cassandra's cunt was easy. There really wasn't very much and I was licking her pussy at the same time. The pool of semen on the sheet was another matter. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I used the same technique I learned when I was powerd to eat an unpleasant vegetable as a young. I lapped it up very quickly.

When I was done I looked up at Cassandra. I could feel Matt's cum all over my lips and nose. She smiled at me and then she sat up and inspected my work. She drew her finger across the damp spot on the sheet to make sure there still wasn't any semen left there and then smiled at me and said, "Very good cuckboy."

Cassandra pulled me down on the mattress and rolled me onto my back. "Lie down, I'm going to ride your face for a little while."

She straddled my head and positioned herself so that her pussy was directly over my mouth. As she sat down on my face a large glop of Matt's semen oozed from her cunt. I quickly lapped it up.

When she felt me licking her clean Cassandra pressed her cunt into my face and started rocking back and forth. "Eat me cuckboy. Eat the same cunt that another man just fucked."

We were both very excited. I wanted to make Cassandra cum so as soon as I was certain that the last of Matt's semen had drained from her pussy I started sucking on her clit.

She went wild. "Oh yes, that's right; you know what I like pussyboy; give me head, suck my clit!"

It was less than a minute before Cassandra arched her back and started to shake. When her orgasm finally subsided she slumped forward and lay with her pussy in my face and her lips next to my erect penis.

For a moment my goddess lay perfectly still and then she giggled and started to blow on my stiff cock. "Want to cum cuckboy?"

I didn't just want to cum, I needed to cum. I just barely managed to croak out the words, "Yes please."

Cassandra heard the desperation in my voice and started to giggle. "Oh my, it sounds like my little pussyboy is a bit on edge." She blew on my cock again just to tease me and then she said, "If you want to cum you're going to have to beg."

At that moment I would have complied with any demand she made. I quickly said, "Ms. Riley, I need to cum; please allow me to cum."

"Pussyboy, I'm planning to give you a nice long blow job tomorrow night. I think you'll just have to wait."

"Oh please no, I don't think I can wait. Couldn't it be tonight?"

Cassandra listened to my plea and said; "I don't know cuckboy, I just had some wonderful sex with Matt. We both had several orgasms. Right now I'm still enjoying the memory of having his big hard cock in my mouth. I really don't want to do anything tonight to diminish that memory."

Cassandra was teasing me. I kept on pleading with her. "Please Ms. Riley, I beg you. I can't wait until tomorrow night."

"Indeed?" Cassandra sat up and held her fingers to her cheek in mock amazement. "You really are a very impatient little cuckboy."

"Please Ms. Riley."

She shook her head. "No, it really wouldn't be fair to Matt. Earlier this evening he did such a wonderful job fucking me. If I were to give a little wimp like you a blow job tonight it would make a mockery of his magnificent efforts."

I realized that Cassandra was not going to be reamisterable so I sighed as I resigned myself to the idea that I was going to have to wait until tomorrow night to get some release.

Cassandra noted my reaction and said, "Poor baby, maybe we can find a compromise."

I smiled and said, "Oh yes please."

She thought for a moment and then she said, "Well we've already decided that I can't suck your cock tonight and I'm certainly not going to let you fuck me so let me see, what else is there?"

Cassandra turned around so that she was facing me. She grabbed my nipples with her fingers. As she twisted them she said, "I suppose I could allow you to masturbate."

I was hoping for a blow job, but at that moment I was so excited that even being allowed to masturbate seemed like a wonderful gift.

I nodded and said, "Yes please."

"You understand that if you choose to masturbate tonight you won't get your blow job tomorrow night." She shook her head. "Little cuckboys are only entitled to have so much fun."

I hesitated for a moment. This didn't seem quite fair.

Cassandra stared at me. There was a malicious smile on her face. She was enjoying the little dilemma that she'd created for me. "Well pussyboy, it's decision time. What's it going to be? Masturbate tonight or blow job tomorrow night."

I was very excited. I was also enjoying the little game of denial that Cassandra was playing with me. I sensed that we were laying the future ground rules for our dominant submissive relationship. I suspected from that moment on pleasure for me would always come with strings attached to it.

This made me even more excited. This was my fantasy coming true, This was what I secretly always wanted a woman to do to me. I took a deep breath and said, "Ms. Riley I choose to masturbate tonight."

Cassandra grinned at me. It was obvious that she found my choice exciting. "Very well pussyboy."

She rolled off of me and sat on the bed. She seemed to be thinking. finally she looked at me and said, "I don't know pussyboy. My lover came on this same bed tonight. I wouldn't want you to start thinking that you were his equal." Suddenly she started smiling. "I know, you can lick my ass while you masturbate. That will help you remember your place while you're cumming."

Cassandra was laughing as she lay down on her stomach. Once she was comfortable she said, "Have at it cuckboy, enjoy yourself."

Earlier this evening I'd watched Cassandra suck another man's cock on this same bed. At the time it was obvious to me that she had taken great pleasure from giving him pleasure, but now she was making it clear to me that I was on my own. Her attitude of disdain suggested that as far as she was concerned I might as well be locked in the bathroom with a dirty magazine.

I smiled to myself. Cassandra was proving to be a very creative dominant and she was doing everything she could to make this a deliciously humiliating experience for me.

My entire body tingled with excitement as I crawled between my goddesses legs and reverently parted the cheeks of her gorgeous ass. Cassandra sighed when she felt me place my lips on her puckered anus and I heard her gasp with excitement as my tongue began exploring that forbidden tunnel.

For a moment I concentrated on licking Cassandra's asshole and then I reached down and wrapped my fingers around my erect penis. As I slowly jerked off I closed my eyes and recalled the image of Cassandra kneeling next to Matt. They were both naked. Cassandra had her lover's huge cock in her mouth. Matt was relaxing with his head propped up on my pillows. There was a huge grin on his face while he watched the woman I was falling in love with eagerly give him a blow job.

I felt brief pangs of jealousy and offense when I thought about the things Cassandra had been willing to do with Matt earlier this evening and then looked at what she was now making me do. But as I stroked my cock I remembered that Cassandra was my goddess and I was her submissive cuckold slave. This was a role I'd chosen for myself. I had to learn to understand and accept the fact that Cassandra was going to have many lovers and all of them going to be allowed pleasures with her that I would never be permitted to enjoy.

Suddenly I felt that wonderful sensation that precedes an orgasm building in my loins. I pushed my tongue as deep into Cassandra's ass as I possibly could and kept it there while I ejaculated. Once I was done cumming I gave her a soft kiss and sat up.

Cassandra rolled over and looked at me. She was smiling, her attitude of disdain was gone. "Baby are you okay?"

I slowly nodded. "Yes Ms. Riley, I'm just fine."

Cassandra kissed my cheek. "Call me Cassandra honey, the games are over. Now I just want to enjoy my sweet man."

I grinned at her. "I would like that very much."

She stood up and pulled me up off the bed. "What's for dinner sweetheart? I'm famished."

"Lasagna, salad and garlic bread."

"It sounds wonderful, let's go take a quick shower." She giggled, "I'll wash your back and you can wash mine."

I laughed. "You've got a deal."

Cassandra and I showered together for the first time that night. After we showered we got dressed and went into the kitchen. We sat at the kitchen table, ate lasagna and shared a bottle of merlot. After dinner we moved to the living room. I put on a Mozart flute concerto and we sat on the couch together. Cassandra read a romance novel while I graded term papers.

Shortly after eleven we went to bed. As soon as I pulled the covers up over us Cassandra cuddled up next to me. We lay silently in the dark clinging to each other. Our only light was from the illuminated dial of my alarm clock. As we lay there I could feel Cassandra's gentle breath against my cheek and the warmth of her soft body pressed against mine. I felt like I was in heaven.

After a few minutes Cassandra whispered; "Francis, I think I might be falling in love with you."

I smiled and said; "Good, because I'm absolutely certain I'm falling in love with you."

For a few moments we lay in silence and then Cassandra said, "Francis did you enjoy tonight?"

I thought about her question. I fully understood it's importance. Finally I said; "Yes, I think I did."

"I mean the part when Matt was here and the part just after he left."

"I understand. Why are you asking?"

"I'm afraid I was too mean to you." Cassandra was quiet for a moment and then she said, "Francis this is so confusing. I like you more than any man I've ever met and yet I have this incredible desire to be mean to you."

I laughed. "I suspect that's part of our attraction to each other."

"I don't understand."

"When you're being mean to me I think I might find it to be even more exciting that you do."

"Really?"

"Oh yes, I loved it when you powerd me to choose between masturbating tonight or getting a blow job tomorrow night."

"Francis, right now I feel so guilty about powering you to make that choice."

I shook my head. "Well don't because I think it very well might be the most exciting choice I've ever had to make."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

There was silence. After a moment Cassandra said, "Francis, I need you to know something. It's important to me."

"What is it?"

"Anytime you ask me I will gladly do anything for you that I do for Matt or any of my other lovers. Sweetheart, I want you to always know that you can fuck me anytime you want to, all you have to do is ask."

"Considering the games we both like to play, that might be a little difficult."

"No, not at all."

"What do you mean?"

"I have an idea."

"Okay, what is it?"

"You heard Matt call me Cassie tonight, right?"

"Yes."

"All my friends and all my lovers call me Cassie."

"Okay."

"But you call me Cassandra."

"Yes."

"Well anytime you call me Cassie, that will be a sign that you need me to love you." She sighed. "Baby I don't ever really want to hurt you. I need to know that you have a way of letting me know when you really need me." She kissed my cheek. "Baby anytime you call me Cassie, I promise to become the most loving woman you have ever imagined."

"I like this plan, but what do you get out of it?"

Cassandra grabbed my nipple, gave it a vicious twist and started to laugh. "When you're calling me Cassandra, it allows me to become the most evil bitch you've ever imagined."

Hey, gh! Just read this story for the first time and it's great. i feel bad i didn't read it when you started, but i've been in a mood where i haven't been doing much reading. i halfheartedly started reading the first page this morning and couldn't stop till i finished the latest episode. i think this some of your best work yet. i'm hooked again and can't wait for more. thanks! priss

I've told you this before, GH, but it bears repeating. You have the loving, sensual, respectful, trusting side of the cuckold and cuckoldress relationship down pat. So many stories, as well as videos and photos, depict the cuck and his goddess in the extreme. Your story captures the love and respect between the two players. Add to that that you write extremely well and we get a very entertaining piece of fiction.
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