Dracula's Lair (A cuckold story)

Dracula’s Lair (A Cuckold Halloween)

It was the evening of my wife’s company Halloween party. My wife and I were looking forward to a night of wearing costumes, dinner, dancing and hopefully romance at a hotel in the city where the event was being held. It was an annual event and it was always a challenge to come up with interesting new costumes. Not being sure of what type of costume to wear, my wife told me not to worry as she had an idea for the evening. She wanted the outfits to be a surprise, so I was to wait till the night before we went to find out what she had in mind for us.

When the night of the Halloween party finally arrived, she presented me with a bag containing sweater type box. I opened the box only to find she wanted me to go dressed as her pet puppy dog including the costume, collar and leash. She on the other hand was dressed in a K-9 Police woman outfit complete with handcuffs and form fitting uniform.

“This is quite an elaborate outfit Dear; Do I really have to wear the collar and leash?” I asked.

"Of course you do my “pet”! I can’t wait to lead you into the party!" She laughed, “My girlfriends are gonna adore my new puppy!”

It was Halloween after all, so I figured what the heck! I put on my outfit and placed the collar around my neck. There was something about wearing that collar which made me smile. As I completed putting it on, my wife walked up to me wearing an incredibly sexy skin tight Police uniform leaving several buttons of her blouse undone exposing most of her incredible cleavage. I was thrilled to be her dog! With the metal leash jingling in her hands she walked up to attach my lead.

“I see my pet likes his collar.” My wife smiled clicking on the leash, “We may have to look into that a bit more another time”

“You don’t think the leash is a bit much Dear?” I asked, a bit embarrassed to be led around that way in public.

“Shhh! Be a good boy or I will have to use my handcuffs too!” My wife joked, or so I hoped!

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The beginning of the party was a blast! Her company had provided great food and a *******er DJ that played a number of both spooky and sultry mistergs for dancing. As we slow danced to Amy Winehouse’s “Back to Black”, a work friend of hers, Paul, who was dressed as Count Dracula, tapped her shoulder and asked my wife if she minded "if he slipped into her pets place?"

“Not at all !” My wife enthusiastically responded without asking me, then joked. “ I’ll just attach my pets leash to his chair over there while we dance”

Paul laughed loudly as my wife walked me back to our table by my leash. She slipped the lead around the chair and blew me a kiss saying;

“Now stay ! Be a good pet while I dance with the handsome Vampire." She commanded me, as I watched her incredible ass sway back to the dance floor to join her Vampy friend Paul.

It was a much more intimate dance than I would have expected, but she was having fun and well, I was enjoying watching them together. He pretended to be a vampire, biting her neck with his false fangs and covering her in his cape. I couldn’t quite make out what was happening under the cape but they both seemed lost in the moment as they danced several mistergs together.

As I sat watching, collared and my leash holding me in place I felt a bit embarrassed. But I was also turned on somehow. They seemed to move so well together, like they knew each other. I loved seeing her happy. Since I wasn’t a great dancer, I resigned myself to watch. Finally, Vampire Paul kissed her on the dance floor in front of everyone and she returned to our table where I waited patiently.

“Awww, thanks for being such a good boy!” My wife beamed as she sat back next to me “Isn’t Paul the best dancer?”

“Yes Dear.” I answered honestly . “You two looked amazing on the dance floor together; like he truly was a vampire and you were one of Dracula's brides, both floating on air.”

“Well, my little doggy, I have had enough of this party, let me grab that leash and take you on a walk to our room upstairs.”

She took me by the lead and walked me past Paul, who was grinning like a Cheshire cat, as well as all of her friends while I was still collared and leashed. Our kids were staying with their grandparents for the weekend. We had previously arranged a suite in that very hotel so we could have a few takes and let our hair down. For this night, we were free again. A holiday in a hotel like this would normally mean a hot night of sex. This Halloween, however, was going to be different. We had role-played many cuckold scenarios, but after what I had seen on the dance floor…..I wondered if it might be about to actually begin.

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Entering our suite, I slipped off my costume and hung it in the closet. I then removed the rest of my clothes, save for my boxers. I quickly mixed her a take from the mini bar. I made it a strong one.

“Sweety….would you leave your collar on? I find I quite like it on you!” My wife teased “Come over, and put the take down on my night table.” She called to me from within the suite.

I put my collar back on and approached with her glass. She was seductively sitting on the bed removing her jewelry save for a small key on a necklace around her neck. Her full breasts barely contained as she still wore her police costume. The uniform gave her an even more powerful and erotic appearance. This was especially true as I was nearly naked and collared in her presence. Her steel handcuffs now, by the night stand, glistened in the lamp light as I placed her take there. She was beautiful! I thought, I should just make love to her right then and there. However, as I was thinking about doing just that, her commanding words interrupted my thoughts.

“Hubby, be a good boy and bring me my red satin teddy, then come over here and take my shoes off.”

“Yes Dear” I responded automatically, suspecting I would not be doing any taking tonight; I dropped to my knees and removed her shoes.

“Hubby,” My wife began, “Would you like to know what happened on the dance floor with me and Paul?” She asked as she slipped into her teddy.

"Please, Dear!" I pleaded. "I do badly want to know.”

“Very well, but you have to do me a favor. Paul has me so worked up I need to cum.” She slid around on the bed and slipped off her panties.” I want you to lick me while I talk to you. And don’t touch yourself….yet”

Of course I didn’t hesitate and began licking in earnest, leaving myself untouched. She began to tell me how she had lunch with him weeks earlier and how he had flirted with her and also at the last office party.

“Mmm, that feels good, Hubby. I so love dancing with him. Did you see how close he held me? I thought you would cut in during the slow dance, why didn’t you?”

“I saw how much you were enjoying it dear, and I was leashed to the chair. Besides I wanted it to continue”

"Yes, hehe, You were collared and leashed weren’t you? I loved that!” My wife snickered, “ But….you actually wanted your wife to slow dance with another man in public? Hmmm, you are kind of wimp aren’t you?

“Yes Dear. I suppose I am”

“No Hubby, you ARE a wimp aren’t you? Only a wimp would let his wife embarrass him like that in public.

“I know, I am a wimp.”

“Didn’t you see his hands on my ass? Or see me feeling up his package with my hand? You didn’t do anything to stop him….or me, did you?

“No Dear, the cape kinda blocked my view. But I guess I knew he was taking liberties. I must confess, It was like a dream come true. I didn’t want to stop it”

“Really? Well, if you’re not going to do anything to stop me. I guess we will have to make some more dreams come true won’t we Cucky?”

“Please ! You can take this as far as you want.” I begged.

“Oh, I think I see that I can. Trust me, I will take it as far as “I” want!”

I continued to lick her as she told me of how strong Paul was and how firm and thick Paul’s erection seemed in her hands. I had never felt as submissive as I did at that moment.

“Hubby, If I actually dated him, would you lick me like this after I returned home for a date ?

I just moaned my assent not believing she was serious. Surely this was just another role play.

"Hmmm, even knowing I had slept with him?”

“Oh God, yes! Please Dear!” I implored her again. licking faster, feeling how wet it was making her.

“I have a little test for you then, I want you to get me my BIG vibe from the suitcase and play with yourself while I use my toy to get myself off. You know….. I will be imagining it is Paul inside me, can you handle that? By the way, from what I felt on the dance floor, I think Paul is about as big as that toy!”

We had played games like this before. This time it was a real permister who she was speaking of. I quickly retrieved the 10 inch long vibe. It always made me feel more than a little inadequate as it was twice as long and twice as thick as I am. I was also always amazed that she had so little trouble taking the whole thing inside her. It always made me think about how small I am, and how her body was clearly built for something much bigger than what I have between my legs. Tonight, she had found someone the size of that monster toy!

“Now Hubby, this time I want you to come first” my wife continued to instruct me. “You will jerk yourself off for me. When you do come, I want you to cum on my pussy. Not in my pussy. Understand?

“Yes Dear” I answered

“It may be awhile before anything of yours goes in my pussy” She teased. “Now start stroking I want you to cum quickly”

I watched as my now increasingly dominant wife worked her toy in and out and around her very wet pussy. She moaned and called out Paul’s name as her hips moved on the toy, taking in its length and stretching her pussy lips obscenely. As she had wished, I couldn’t hold out very long. I watched the lurid scene in front of me, knowing my wife was imaging that it was Paul’s cock not mine. I could tell she wanted it to be the cock she had massaged on the dance floor that very evening.

“I am going to cum!” I trumpeted as I came longer and harder than I could remember. Rope after rope of thick cum landed on her neatly trimmed blonde bush and pussy!

“Now lay down on your back, on the bed.” She commanded

I lay down on the bed as I was told to do. She moved over to where I was still panting and placed her knees on either side of my head. Staring down at me she said;

“Show me how a “good Cuckold” licks his wife when she gets home from a date. And Hubby….I want you to remember that next time it won’t be your cum you’re licking. Now clean me cumslut and make me cum!

I had never heard her talk like this! My desire to clean her was very much diminished after my own orgasm, but she left me no choice. This was more an act of Dominance on her part. I saw I had no choice in the matter. My cum was salty and thick and not at all pleasurable as I licked it. Amazingly, my wife was so into the moment, grinding into my face that she began to shiver and rock herself to a mammoth orgasm in but a few minutes.

“Thank You Dear.” I found myself saying as to my wife as she collapsed next to me on the bed.

“Your welcome cucky.” She responded. “I want you to stay like you are tonight, with cum on your face, I like you like that.”

“Whatever you wish. That was amazing. I have never seen you like that! Where did you get those ideas?” I asked as my wife cuddled next to me.

Well…..Since we are being so honest here tonight, I must confess I was using your computer the other day. I think you forgot to erase your “history” folder. I read some of the pages you had been to about “slut wives and cuckolds”. I found the stories and things that you had bookmarked. Meeting Paul wasn’t an accident either, I asked him to cut in on our dance tonight “

“As I understood it from reading some of them,” My wife went on, “some husbands not only give up their sexual rights to their wife but they surrender their right to have penetrative sex with her, all while still being faithful , regardless of her affairs. Is that it?

Yes, as I read, but….” I was interrupted.

“And his wife becomes his “Mistress” deciding when, how and even "IF" he can have sex?”

“Yes that is it, but I don’t know if I could handle not being inside you.” I tried to reamister with her.

“Don’t be silly hubby, I wouldn’t deny you for “that” long.” She giggled a bit. “How serious are you about me cuckolding you?”

“I want it more than anything” I said truthfully.

She was still lying by me on the bed in her sexy teddy. She moved above me again. I watched her breasts sway as she leaned over and whispered in my ear.

“I want you to be committed to being a cuckold, motivated as they say” she said.

“I am very motivated!” I said “I'll do anything you ask!"

“Good Boy! Okay cucky here is the deal ." My wife beamed. “Paul is actually staying in this hotel tonight, in Suite 922………..Now that you have me all warmed up for him, why don’t you call his room and invite Dracula down for a bite! No time like the present to make you my little cucky!” She laughed and handed me the phone. As I took it, she reached over to the nightstand, picked up her handcuffs, and toyed with the key on her necklace while dangling them both menacingly before me .

"Yes Mistress." I quietly answered, as I contimplated inviting "Dracula" to our room to take my own wife.

Happy with this fate, soon to be a truly owned cuckold pet, I bowed to desire and ………….dialed Dracula’s Lair.