REFLECTIONS - looking back to how it all got started - story by timmy

I've been trying to get going on my old story but without much success. Just can't get it flowing. Sort of wrote myself into a corner. Maybe one day I'll get the right inspiration.

Meanwhile, I decided to give another story a try. Like the last one it started out as a caption. Sometimes I write the caption in word to get an idea of how much space I need. Well for some reamister this started to get longer and longer. Since I had only one picture of the girl, I didn't want to use it over and over with just new text. So to hell with it, make it a real story not a caption story. Hopefully people will be kind with their comments and if not, I've got a pretty thick skin. So here is the picture that inspired it all.

Watching Her lover drive off...

A story of a couple venturing into cuckolding for the first time. Reflecting on how they got there.

REFLECTION


...watching her playmate 's car going down the road her mind was in turmoil.

This was the last day of their agreed to three months trial of the cuckold life style.

Tomorrow at noon I have to unlock hubbie’s CB and give myself to him - no holes barred. Will he be vengeful or the caring and considerate lover he's always been? He had watched her a couple of times with a playmate. Knew how she responded to rough sex. Heard the trash talk. It became too painful for him so he begged off from having to watch any more by using one of his safe words.


I didn't want to hurt him more than he could stand, so I relented and let him leave and cut down on the number of times that I brought some one home with me.

How did we ever get to this point? He is a great lover, always makes sure that I get off at least a couple of times before seeking his own release. But I’ve always taken the lead in the bedroom. Played games, made him “earn” his orgasms from time to time. Teased him with that big vibrator, telling him that was MY lover. ONLY that big plastic cock could satisfy me.

This would go for hours and when I finally was totally wiped out I would send him off to the bath room and tell him to jerk off. Even made him relax in the guest room from time to time.

The thing is that I noticed how much harder he got when I got into one of those modes and our lovemaking the following couple of days was even better than was the norm because both of us were so turned on by all the teasing.

I guess it was a slippery slope, because I got more bitchy, made him relax more often in the guest room after having my needs fulfilled and again denying him release. I got turned on when he begged me to let him have intercourse. Sometimes I relented other times I sent him off pointing to my dildo, telling him I didn’t need him.

I started reading about cuckolding and male chastity and got really excited about the idea. So I sent for a CB 3000 and one night after driving him crazy with desire I sprung it on him. Told him that I wanted to lock him into the CB for three days, then give him the weekend of hot sex without denying anything but on Sunday I would lock him back up. That Sunday after dinner we sat and talked about what was happening to us. It turned out that my darling husband was just as turned on by what I was doing to him as I was. We agreed that at the stroke of midnight I would lock him back up – this time for full a week. The next weekend was a long one, no work on Monday. So I told him that I would unlock him after lunch on Sunday ‘til midnight Monday. Then the cycle would start again.

The bitch in me that night decided that I would lock him up horny without letting him cum first. It was the first time that I introduced bondage to the game. I tied his wrists and feet shortly after ten, promising him that it would make the teasing so much more intense if he was helpless. I promised I would make it special, have a surprise for him.

Only I could see the clock in our room and five minutes before midnight I climbed on top of him and very slowly slid my pussy over his pulsing cock. I had to go slow in order to avoid having him ejaculate. It helped that I had fucked myself with my biggest dildo as part of the teasing so I was a bit stretched and friction was reduced. Once settled on his cock, I just rested. He tried to get some action going but between my full weight and the restraints, it was not going to happen. There he was at my mercy, not knowing what I was up to. His eyes fixed on my breasts while desperately trying to wiggle to get some friction on his cock. I could feel it getting even harder. Then there was a jarring noise – a timer went off.

I jumped off the bed, slammed an ice pack on his cock and balls that made him howl from the shock and I guess some pain and in no time flat his cock was back in the cage and I back on top of him. He could feel my pussy juices flow from the orgasm I was having while sliding my pussy and clit up and down over the ridges of the CB.
He started to cuss and scream at me, so I just slapped him hard a couple of times and told him to shut up or I would not untie him ‘til morning and if he peed in the bed all sorts of hell would have to be paid.

He powerd himself to calm down and started to beg. I told him that I loved him and had lived up to our deal for the weekend. Tough luck if time ran out for one last orgasm for him and to just deal with it. To look forward to the next weekend.

The week was rough on him. I was constantly teasing him, changing into sexy lingerie or go braless with tight and semi transparent tops as soon as I got home from work. Thing is, it was rough on me too. Even though hubby spent hours pleasing me with massages and oral worship by Wednesday I missed his cock. The dildo wasn’t quite cutting it by then. That’s when I decided to take the whole thing a step further. To see if I could get him to agree to letting me have a playmate.

In the past we had talked about swinging but never got around to actually trying it. I have to be honest, I was the one dragging her feet. I knew deep down in my mind that I could never deal with seeing the love of my life with another woman – So why was I willing to power him to accept that I could have a playmate while he was locked into a CB? I wasn’t willing to share but he should. That was not the foundation that we had built our relationship on going back to the time in college when we decided to become exclusive. I never cheated on him from that day on. So why did I want strange cock now? Was it a power trip? I just don’t know.
All I know is that I had to try.

By Thursday I had a plan.
“Hon, let’s go out for dinner and dancing on Saturday. Maybe that new club on Main Street. I hear their food is great and they’re supposed to have a really cool band after nine o’clock. It will be fun, a nice prelude to when I unlock you on Sunday after lunch for lots and lots of hot sex.”

So it was agreed. Saturday I went to the local spa for a full treatment from nails to facial to hair cut plus a shopping trip to the local sex shop for a special red pushup shelf bra what would keep My boobs in place while dancing but fully exposed my nipples, matching panties and garter belt.
The trip to the mall netted a hot red dress with lots of cleavage but not too slutty so hubby wouldn’t raise too many objections, 4inch fuck my pumps and dark stockings with a seam in the back completed my ensemble for the night.

When I got home I went upstairs, stripped and headed for the shower calling hubby.

“Hey babe, I need help with my bath, I don’t want to get my hair wet so you will have to wash and rinse me using the handheld shower head.”

He always likes doing that, but with the CB on his cock it will not be quite as much fun.
We got started and my baby started to moan.

“What’s the matter darling? Oh my that does look tight. Well babe if you are a very good boy tonight and let me play, I’ll repay the favor by putting in a couple of extra spacer rings. Make the whole thing a bit longer. Just remember, it can go the other way too. You got two rings in there now, I can always take them out and make it really tight.”

“Now pay special attention to my ass and pussy. Make sure they’re extra clean. You’ll spend quite a bit of time there once we get home from dancing.”

And so it went, once I was dry – “babe, go get your clothes for tonight out of our room and use the guest shower. I want privacy while getting dressed and putting on my make-up. I want to surprise you.”

I took extra care with my make-up and stuff. I was dressed to impress when I headed for the stairs and the ‘reveal’ for hubby.

“Babe, make me take please, I’ll be right down. I want to talk with you a bit before we head out to dinner.”

I wish I had a picture of hubbie’s face when he saw me stepping into the living room. I think his chin fell down to his chest and his eye were the size of saucers.

I just smiled and sashayed over to the couch to sit down where he had parked my take. Making sure to give him lots of leg and a glimpse of the stocking tops and panties.

“WOW” he finally was able to speak. “You look stunning – a true Goddess.”

“Why thank you kind sir. I hope you remember that as the evening progresses, I mean the Goddess part .
Tonight is for MY pleasure and MY pleasure only. I want to make that quite clear. Your sole purpose is to be my cash box, chauffeur and security guard. Nothing else. Don’t worry, most folks will never notice. I’m hoping that you will have some fun too tonight and remember that tomorrow you’ll get unlocked for some hot sex. Thing is while I won’t deny you anything. I’ll stick to our agreement. It’s not going to be a lot of fun fucking ME when I’m there on the bed like a log, letting you hump whatever orifice your cock happens to be in without any action on my part.”

“Keep me happy tonight and it will be the hottest 48 hours of your life. Now let’s finish our takes and get going I’m getting hungry.”

My darling was the perfect gentlemen, opening doors, holding the car door open for me while I practiced showing maximum cleavage and leg getting in. The valet at the club was in for a real treat.
During the drive there was the usual chatter and yes the valet did get an eyeful as he helped me out of the car. With a certain sadistic pleasure I noticed the frown on my darlings face when he realized what had just happened.

Dinner was spectacular, we were in a semi secluded area and between appetizer and main course I told him: “Darling I want to play, be a dear and pull down your zipper and pull your caged package out of the boxers and your pants. Just make sure you’re well covered by the napkin.”

By that time I was already rubbing my stocking foot on the inside of his legs and the facial expressions made it clear that his cock was getting uncomfortably hard in its confinement. A concerned waiter must have spotted his facial expression and came over.

“Sir, anything wrong? The wine OK? Your entrées will be out shortly. Can I be of any assistance?”

This increased the discomfort of my baby and I was having the time of my life. Damn, being a Goddess with a hubby in a CB is great fun.

Hubby just grunted and I turned and smiled at the waiter making sure to give him plenty of cleavage that everything was just fine and thanked him for his concern.

“Please darling…”

I held up my finger to my mouth. “I thought we had settled on GODDESS for tonight but if that makes you uncomfortable in a public setting, PRINCESS will do.”

“My darling Princess, why are you tormenting me like this? Please give me a break. That CB is starting to hurt. Please.”

“Because I can and it is fun, that’s why I do it. Endure a bit more babe – do it for me. I’ll stop when the food comes so that you won’t fetish by accident. I love you and don’t want you to come to harm. After all I’ll need your cock and lovemaking very badly by lunch time tomorrow.”

We ate in relative silence just making an occasional comment about the quality of the food and were just about finished eating when the first sounds of the band drifted over from the other section of the club.

“Babe, go ahead put yourself back into order. I don’t want to be embarrassed by an open fly. We’ll skip dessert. Take care of the bill. I need the ladies room. I’ll meet you at the bar.”

With that I got up and sashayed through the room certain that the eyes of ever guy and some of the ladies were riveted on my swaying butt or focused on the nipple pressing against the thin fabric of my dress.

On the way, I ran into our waiter, passed a ten dollar bill into hand and asked him to be extra slow with getting the check to my husband and later his credit card back to him. “My good man I need about 10 minutes from the time I get back from the ladies room.”

“No problem Ma’am.”

Game on.

By the time hubby finally paid our bill and came looking for me at the bar, I had three guys chatting me up, bought me a take and were competing for my attention.

“Hello darling, what kept you? Boys this is my hubby Terry. These boys have kept me company, bought me a take. I think you should reciprocate and buy them one. Also I promised them several dances. So be a dear and find us a table. One near the dance floor but not too close to the band. I’ll stop by in a little while when I need a rest from dancing.”

At that point one of the guys made a mistake “yeah run along hubby, we’ll take good care of your lady”.

I saw the storm clouds forming on Terry’s face. He can be a fright when angered and would have taken all three on. I had to do something quick.

“Excuse me boys, I need to have a word with My husband” while pushing him away for a bit.

I hugged him, and lightly pushed my leg into his crotch. “Babe, simmer down. I love you and I promise I’ll save the last dance for you. Remember what I told you earlier tonight. This is all about ME, not YOU even though I think deep down you might subconsciously enjoy the ‘game’ and not US, just ME your Goddess. So be a good boy and do as I told you. I’ll be by and talk to you when I need a break from dancing.”

“Princess, I rather go home, please.”

“No, I’m staying ‘til the last dance. They close at two. So have a take while you wait for me but just one. After that only non-holy wateric beverages since you are driving.”

I gave him another hug and short but searing kiss before turning back to the guys. I was confident that he would follow orders and I was right.

It was fun, there he sat close to the dance floor with a clear view. I made sure we always stayed close to him so he could watch as the guys had their hands all over me. One of them was especially aggressive grabbing my boobs. Terry saw it and was just about ready to get up and take him apart but I quickly diffused the situation by slapping the guys hand away and placing it on my ass as I plastered myself against him feeling his erection pressing into my pussy. By that time my pussy was flooded. This was soo hot.

After a couple of hours, I needed a break. “Boys, I’m going to spend a bit of time with my hubby but don’t worry I’ll be back. I’m having too much fun dancing.”

I grabbed my glass and went over to were Terry was sitting with a sad face. He wasn’t angry, just sad. Looking at him I almost gave up and asked him to take me home but then I had a wicket thought. More fun and a bit of offense for my darling.

“Darling, I need to go to the ladies room. Remember your job tonight is security guard so you need to come with me. If not, I’m afraid one of the guys might try to grab me and do something that I don’t want. They are pretty turned on and hot from the cock teasing I have been doing. Maybe I’ll cool it bit longer. Now let’s go.”

I got up and he followed me. As we got to the door to the ladies room, I stood there waiting. Finally he got it and opened the door for me. That’s when I struck and pushed him inside and quickly closed the door behind me blocking his escape.

There was another woman there, she sort of squealed when she saw Terry.

"Hi, please excuse us but I need to check something on my hubby. I’ve been pretty mean to him and I have make sure there is no injury. I couldn’t do that out in the hallway.”

With that I pulled down his zipper and grabbed his cock cage and balls and pulled them out. I had never seen his cock bulging like that, trying to push through the grid of the CB.

“Damn babe, that must be uncomfortable. If you remain a good boy for the rest of the night, I’ll add extra spacer rings to make the whole thing a bit longer.”

Excuse me, is that what I think it is?” that from the lady who at first was scandalized when I pushed Terry into the room.

“Yes, that is a chastity device. My darling has been wearing it since Sunday night. He’s horny as hell and I’m trying to make sure there is no chafing.”

“Cou…, could I please have a closer look?”

Sure, go ahead, you can touch it – you don’t mind do you babe? By the way my name is Clarissa and this is my husband Terry”

Nice to meet you. My name is Jean. I sure would like to talk to you some more about that thing but I need to get back to my date.”

“Darling, give her one of your cards and put my cell number on the back. Give me a call during the week. Maybe we can have coffee together and we can talk about the chastity device and stuff. Thanks for being a good sport and not run out screaming when we busted in here.”

Terry handed her the card and she left.

“WOW! That was exciting my panties are sopping wet. I wish I could stay a bit longer and have you take care of things. But you better zip up and wait for me outside the door. I’ll be out in a minute. I do have to pee."

when I got out of the ladies room “Hon, I really do need your tongue. I was going to make you stay and suffer some more but I can’t stand it any longer. Dance with me the next set and then we go home. See I keep my promise even it is not the last dance for the band, just the last dance for me.”

As we sat down, the waitress stopped by and asked if we needed anything.

Please, a chardonnay for my wife and another O’Douls for me and please bring the bill too. We’ll be leaving as soon as the next set ends.”

When she came back, I pulled her over and said. “There could be trouble when we try to leave. Please alert the bouncers. We don’t want any but see those three guys at the bar glaring at us, they might be a problem.”

“Yeah, they could be, I’ve been watching you trying to figure out what kinda kinky game you guys were playing. Did you have a coat?”

“No”

“Good, go out the rear entrance, it’s just past the bath rooms. If you give me your valet ticket I’ll have the guys bring your car around the back. That way we can avoid any kind of confrontation.”

We thanked her and Terry added an extra ten to the usual tip for her.

After the second dance I couldn’t take it any longer and grabbed Terry, “let’s get out of here now. I need you and need you really bad.”

As I grabbed my purse one of the guys came over “hey babe, what’s up? You didn’t come back to us.”

Sorry Dave, gotta make another trip to the ladies room. After a while the stuff just seems to run through me. I’ll be back in ten.”

Terry was already be the hallway and I quickly joined him before Dave could get his wits about him, we were out the back door where our car was waiting for us. This time I didn’t make a show for the valet but got in as quick as possible and we took off. Just at that moment I saw Dave at the same back door we had escaped through. I bet he was pissed.

“Hon, you need to find a dark place to park so we can get into the back seat. I need you to take the edge off. I’m not going to make it home. I need to cum and I need it NOW.”

Luckily there was a bank parking lot at the next corner and my darling hubby pulled in. In a flash I was sitting in the open door of the car and had my panties off.

“Babe, no one will see us here. Get down on your knees and work on my pussy. If we go to back seat, I’m afraid it will get messy and the car will smell like sex for the next week or so. You can grab the floor mat from the back. It will protect your pants and knees from the rough pavement.”

I came twice before I told hubby that he had done good and we could go on and drive home.
I was anxious to talk about his feelings but decided to wait ‘til tomorrow. Things were pretty raw and I didn’t want to push.

Time enough tomorrow – maybe after he’s had his first hard earned orgasm, I get him to open up about his feelings. It’s clear to me that at least on some subconscious level he enjoyed the whole thing. I’ve never seen his cock try so hard to escape that CB when we were in that ladies room and when Jean fondled the thing. That had to be so humiliating. Some strange woman exploring the CB. Maybe my darling is more of a subbie than either of us realizes.

timmy:

That was a great start to your story.

I look forward to hearing more about these two and their erotic adventure.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

loved the story, and loved that blonde girl even more. anyone know who she is

Timmy,
Welcome back to the story site. You are one of the best story tellers, and you are off to a great start. I am looking forward to following this story. You do appear to have a cruel streak. I am really feeling sorry for Terry. Thanks for writing!
JJ.

Timmy,
I can see where the picture sent you as soon as I saw it blown up. It's all in her eyes. Brilliant interpretation so far. I hope your Mojo holds out long enough to give it to us. Thanks.

Cuckold4one, Johnboy, JJ and Peak many thanks for your encouragement. Here is the next part.

Some place a horn beeped and pulled me out of my reverie. I looked at the clock. What, only five minutes since he left? It seems like hours. My thoughts drifted towards Terry. He was coming home late from a business trip tonight. We had agreed that he would take a cab. I’m going to leave him a note where he can’t miss it.

“Go straight to the guest room – under NO circumstances do I want to be disturbed. I’ll see you in the morning. Sleep in. I’ll take care of breakfast.”

That will set him wondering. It’s been a long time since I made breakfast on a weekend for the two of us. The norm is, since we started the cuck thing that he would bring me breakfast in bed if I was alone. I would sit in “regal glory” on the bed with my boobs on display taunting hubby while my darling cuckold "slave" would sit on the floor eating his.

So the big question is, what will happen tomorrow? Will we find a way to continue what started three months ago? Maybe with some modifications. More “rights’” for my darling?

Will we drift apart and eventually divorce if he insists on going back to monogamy with maybe an occasional fantasy play using my dildos, not a real life lover? I guess time will tell.

With that in mind my thoughts drifted back to when it all got started.

After he had satisfied my most urgent need in the parking lot we drove home without speaking.

As soon as we got into the house

“Strip darling down here and then come up to my room. Pick up whatever I dropped on the way.”
Poor boy was so emotionally and sexually charged that he never picked up on the phrase ‘MY ROOM’. That’s OK, he’ll learn about that meaning pretty soon.

By the time I got to my room, all I was wearing was the garter belt framing out my new “trim” – a small “V” of short pubic hair pointing at My pussy. Yes that was part of the spa treatment earlier today. This time it was a wax job but I was seriously considering permanent hair removal, just leaving that “arrow”.

By the time hubby came into the room – he had to take off more stuff and guess he made a bathroom stop, I was on the bed legs and arms wide open.

“Come here my darling, I need some kissing and hugging and then you need to get to work with some serious ass worship.”

When he came up on the bed “Eew, where have you been with your mouth. I’m not going to kiss that. Go brush your teeth and use plenty of mouth wash.”

Just a bit more teasing. I really have no issue with kissing him after he’s been serving My pussy or ass. But now it was all part of the game.

When he came back – “Sorry…” I just put my finger on my mouth to hush him and then crooked it to get him on the bed.

In no time flat there was a “world championship” tongue wrestling match going on. Finally both of us had to come up for air.

I looked into his eyes – “Babe I want to thank you for a wonderful evening. I had a lot of fun. Please believe me when I say that I love only you and always will. I know it was pretty rough and I’m proud of you, that you listened and paid attention and not let your emotion get carried away. I just needed to tell you this.”

He started to say something.

“No darling, not now. Now is for ass and pussy worship and cuddling. We will talk about tonight in the morning or maybe later in the afternoon after you had your first well deserved orgasm. Of course you’ll have to ‘work’ for that but you know that.”

“I just needed to tell you that I love you – that’s all. Now get busy on my ass.”

I really don’t remember how many orgasms I had that night. What I remember is falling arelax with my ass pressing against his CB and one of his hands gently massaging my breast and nipple.

I know that I was out very quickly but I do remember a few wistful sighs from my darling. I’m sure things were very tight inside that plastic cage.

I don’t know how much relax he had but when I woke up it was to the smell of delicious coffee, some warm croissants and OJ. My darling was serving me – his Goddess – breakfast in bed.

My wicked streak showed itself because I just shook my head and pointed at floor by my side of the bed when he was going to climb back into bed with his tray. He didn’t look too happy but complied without grousing. Score one for ME.

Rather than letting him join me in the shower after breakfast as was the norm most Sunday mornings for us, I sent him off to the other bathroom to do his thing.

We met in the living room but instead of our usual routine of dividing the Sunday paper…

“Darling, why don’t you go to the club, hit some balls or even better maybe hook up and play a round. Have lunch at the club and give me a call before you start on your way home. I’ve got a few thing to do this morning to make sure that your release from chastity later on will be truly memorable for you. Come give me a kiss and then off with you.”

Sneaky me by doing this I managed to delay his release by at least another two hours. Add to that the teasing I have in mind the after lunch release and orgasm will probably be at ‘cocktail time’, but heck it’s after lunch.

As soon as Terry had left I went to work fixing up the spare room. First I stripped the bed and placed a big vinyl kind of sheet on the mattress. It was part of a plan that I hoped I would not have to implement but I was at one time a girl scout – just like the boys – we like to be prepared. Next came ropes on the four corners but his time with faux fur lined leather cuffs.
Something more substantial compared to the old ties and silk scarves I used the first time I tied him up last week. I hid them well under pillows on the head end and between the mattress and foot board at the other.

I don’t think I’m a sadist but I was looking forward to teasing and torturing my love to get what I wanted – his permission to take a playmate while he lingered and suffered in chastity. Just thinking about that got me all wet and I had to take a break – good thing that the warehouse stores sell big packs of batteries.

Once the bed looked like just an innocent spare, I set out some candles for the mood later on. Got an ice bucket ready for some water and wine. Gotta keep my guy hydrated.

After everything was set in the room, I took care of getting myself ready. A nice bubble bath – impeccable make-up just like last night. Now what to wear. I had something in mind for later on or tomorrow but for right now I went with the same kind of outfit like last night – only in black and my bra had the thinnest kind of lace covering my nipples. I wanted to put another “stress test” on that CB.

Around 3:30 I got a call from Terry telling me that he was ready to come home.

His eyes popped out when he saw me in essentially the same outfit as yesterday, just in black and minus the dress.

I like your style.......

Wonder what she has in store for him tonight?
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Timmy,

Great story, really looking forward to the next installment.
DS

Thanks a lot, this is great. Looking forward to the next chapter!
djacobs

Thank you c4one, dave and david for your kind words. here is the next segment. Just a word of warning. I'm in NO way in the same class as Stormy or GH describing sexual encounters. Also please don't expect the next installment 'til maybe the weekend. I've got a hectic week ahead of me.

“I was really happy when you decided to take a break and sat with me for a while. I was getting some of my confidence back but I was also concerned about those guys at the bar. I think one was just about ready to come over to our table. I don’t know what I would have done. Maybe you sensed it too and decided to defuse the situation by asking me to escort you to the ladies room.”

“Now that was very traumatic, I’ve never been so mortified or humiliated in my life ever when you pushed me inside that room and the other lady was there. I almost died when you invited her to look at my CB and even touch it. How I wished at that point that the earth would open up and swallow me. But the strange thing, the pressure of my dick trying to get hard inside that CB was getting really painful. Why? I’m not an exhibitionist by nature. Why was I turned on by being humiliated? I don’t understand it.”

“Babe, I believe each of us has a couple o different permisteralities in us. In some case the less dominant never comes into play because the situation to bring it to the forefront never occurs. You are tiger in business, have the capability to best any one in business but at the same time you are very fair and believe that a deal has to be good for both sides, so unless someone betrays you, you give your opponent always a fair shake. That trait makes you darn successful.”

“Now on the other hand when it comes to sex, you are quite compliant, happy to let me take the lead. In other words your ‘presentation’ offsets your alpha business permistera. So overall you have a balanced and harmonious life. I am different, I’m demanding when it comes to my comforts and always look for instant gratification, especially when it comes to sex but very happy to for you take care of our financial house. I bath and glory in the devotion that you heap on me and the care you take when we make love, making sure that I’m totally satisfied before you give yourself the pleasure of release. I think that the very humiliating act in that ladies room just opened the door for an inner subbie to peak through.”

“Of course you are confused. It’s only natural but have no fear babe we will work through this and clear up some of the confusion. I really enjoyed having total control over you. During the last couple of weeks did some reading, even talked to some sorority sisters that have a FemDomme relationship with their spouse and…”

I paused, because a saw some fear in my darling’s face.

So I intensified my stroking of his cock, taking his mind of the Domme thing and told him.

“Relax babe, I’m not going to turn into leather clad and whip swinging bitch. That’s just not me. But I think it would be very interesting to explore very carefully and slowly my taking a bit more dominant role in our relationship. We are off to a good start with me taking control of your orgasms.”

I’m not sure he caught that because my mouth descended on his cock and started to give him a blow job like never before. In no time my baby was begging, almost sobbing, for a chance to cum. At that moment I tried something, I took one of his nipples and twisted it quite hard, he cried out but at the same time what I had thought would be impossible happened. His cock got even harder. It didn’t take much longer before his cum flooded my mouth and throat. I swallowed a good part of it but held some back.

I was surprised by the amount of cum because the cock ring was still in place, but I guess it was not tight enough to restrict the pent up pressure completely.

I slid up to him and got into his face, grabbing it firmly and holding it in position.

“New rule babe, every time you cum, you will have consume it, no matter where you deposit it.”

We had never done this before but I powerd the cum I had left in my mouth into his and then held it shut with my kiss ‘til he started to swallow. It’s not that I never kissed him before after giving him a blow job, just never with a fair amount of cum residing in my mouth.

“See babe, that wasn’t so bad now. I swallowed most of it before I gave you the ‘snow ball’ – that’s what it is called when cum is passed between mouths. Admit it, you were maybe shocked but not grossed out. Besides you’ve licked some of your cum from my pussy before and it hasn’t *******ed you.”

I gave him another loving kiss before continuing.

“Yes the new rule. From now on, you will have to make more of an effort to clean up your cum. Deposit it in my pussy or ass and you’ll try to suck most of it out and swallow it. I’ll try to help the process by having orgasms as your work my pussy. If you spray your cum on my boobs during a tittie fuck, you’ll lick up every drop or it will be the last time I’ll let your cock between my ‘girls’. I think it’s only fair since I swallow your cum after a blow job. I’m a caring kinda girl and like to share.”

“Now that we have your first big O out of the way, it’s time for you to take care of my pussy”.

With that I swung around and sat on his face, almost sladying him and commanded.

“Worship your Goddess!”

Damn, if his cock wasn’t still or again hard as an iron rod pointing straight at the ceiling. I guess the cock ring helped contain the shrinking after he came in my mouth.

“Come on baby get me off and then I’ll ride that lovely cock to a couple more orgasms before we take a break.”

My sopping wet pussy just slid down his ‘pole’ like ‘greased lightning’ but when I hit bottom I just sat there smiling at my baby who was totally at my mercy. Terry tried to get some action going but between my weight and the way he was tied down there really wasn’t much he could do.

Time to tease some more, so I started to tease and tweak his nipples again, making them hyper sensitive.

“So baby, do you think you would like a repeat of the ladies room encounter? It would be easy to arrange. I’m having lunch with Julie sometime next week. How about we come up to your office afterwards, lock the door and give her chance to really explore your cock in that CB.”

This was the second hint for him that I wanted him be locked up again after these two special two days.

“Oh, I don’t really know about that. Please don’t…”

“OK darling, relax we’ll talk about that another time but I’m surely excited about the idea of exposing you to my friends.’

He started to object.

“Slow down babe, I’m not going to expose you to friends with whom we have ongoing social interaction. I’m not going to embarrass you in front of our friends at the club or with whom you do business. I was thinking of some of my sorority sisters. Our annual meeting will be here in town in the fall. You’ll see them that one time and probably never again. I’ll make sure that I pick only those that live far away and chance meetings are not likely. Maybe I go with you on one of your trips and we visit my former roommate in San Francisco, show it to her. She’ll understand. She’s got a special arrangement with her husband.”

I knew I had Terry worried, better take his mind of that conversation for a bit but I also knew that I had him thinking. I noticed that his cock twitched when I mentioned Julie to him and coming to his office. I do think that my darling has some submissive tendencies beyond what we had done in the past. We'll go slow but I need to find out.

Anyway to take his mind off the conversation I started to slide up and down his cock. Terry started to moan and wiggle as I started to pick up speed. It didn’t take very long for my first orgasm to hit me. It was a whopper and I collapsed on Terry’s chest and needed a few moments to regain my composure.

But soon I was back for another ride on that lovely ‘pole’ but suddenly stopped and got off.

“NO, please don’t stop, please I need to cum Goddess.”

I was pleased by the term Goddess. My baby was learning.

“Hang in there, I want you to cum. I’m going to take that cock ring off so that you can have a proper orgasm.”

It was quite a struggle to get it off after all this time but eventually I managed. Terry let out a sigh of relief. I got right back on and started a mixture of going up and down and undulation on that lovely cock that drove me closer and closer to my orgasm.

“Come on babe, cum with me. Blast that cum up my love chute.”

I think that Terry actually blacked out for a split second when his orgasm hit him. It was that intense. I finally managed to roll off him and get myself together. I almost forgot the new rule. So before he could react I had my cum dripping pussy over his face and settled on his mouth.

“Remember the new rule. Do a good job and I’ll ease your bonds, get you something to take and a little snack.”

My baby at first was a bit reluctant – there was hell of a lot of cum – but eventually got into the spirit of things and worked really hard. I had a couple of mini orgasms before I was satisfied and got off, gave him a big kiss.

“You’ve been a good boy, so let’s ease those bonds.”

I loosened the ties to his hands quite a bit, just not long enough so that could release himself. Then I helped him sit up and put some pillows as support behind his back and held a water bottle with a straw in front of his mouth.
“Here babe, have a take, I don’t want you to get dehydrated. You lost a lot of fluid with the way you came and through perspiration. Let me cool you off a bit while you sip from that bottle. I’m a woman, I can multitask, holding the bottle and…”

That’s when my darling yelped and almost fetishd, because I had grabbed a big chunk of ice and rubbed it over his nipples.

I just laughed at him “don’t be such a baby” while continuing to torment his nipples with the ice before taking the bottle away.

“Here, let me make it all better” and started to kiss and suck on the hard cold nipples and every so often biting them pretty hard. Such fun. Just loved the way he was moaning. I couldn’t help but notice that by that time he was getting hard again.

“You sure seem to like this Terry, look at your cock is getting hard already. Is it because you lost control and you like it? Is it because of the bit of pain I give you between the ice and my biting your nipples. What’s the turn-on for you here? We need to explore that.”

“I really don’t know, of course feeling your lovely breast pushing against my body does not hurt at all. You know that any contact with them is a big thrill for me.”

“I know babe – one of my power sources”. Smiling I moved up on the bed and held my nipples within millimeters of his mouth. My poor baby was desperate to lick and suck them. Yes, I thought to myself, withholding them will give me some real leverage when it comes to getting my goal of cuckolding you. But for now I kept those thoughts to myself.

Eventually I relented and went to almost the opposite by trying to slady him with breasts.

When I let up he surprised me by saying “Thank You Goddess”.

Looks like I’m on the right track.

“Time for some nourishment babe” and started to feed him some crackers with smoked salmon, making sure that after each morsel he lovingly sucked and cleaned my fingers.

hi Timmy,

great start to your story. I am enjoying it very much. thank you for starting to write again.

sallyann

Well Timmy, I thought you had a very HOT sexual encounter that had lots of cum eating, pleasure and pain all rolled into one.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Great Stuff!

Excellent start.

very well written...keep up the great work!

Sally, C4one, Tef, Trailhiker and Pirate many thanks for your kind words. They are truly appreciated.
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After a while I went back to his cock – got it good and hard, poured some lube over it and started the game of edging again.

“So darling, tell me the truth – remember, your cock is like a lie detector. It will tell me if you’re fibbing.”

“Did you enjoy this week of chastity? I know it wasn’t easy for you but it’s not supposed to be.”

“Dar…, sorry Goddess”

“No it’s OK right now. Use whatever endearment you want. We’re having a conversation as a loving couple, trying to figure things out. Go ahead babe tell me all about it.

“Like you said, it was pretty tough not being able to have intercourse. I really missed that part. The part of being allowed to cum like I did today. And that blow job earlier was the best ever. Yes I was a bit upset, no not the right word. Shocked is better, when you gave me that snow ball. But you’re right, it wasn’t all that bad. I’ll be OK in the future with cleaning up my cum. Now that I know it’s part of the game, I’ll be fine with it.”

What was extra hard were the nights that you sent me off to this room after your needs were satisfied. That really hurt mentally. Every time you did that, I questioned your love for me. I didn’t dare to say anything but I didn’t like it even though once I fell arelax, it was a bit easier because my dick stayed down, not like when you spoon with me when we’re relaxing together. It’s automatic, I feel your lovely breasts against my back and I can’t help but get hard, especially if I haven’t cum that evening.”

“After four days in chastity, I had a hard time concentrating because I was so horny from your constant teasing. I know it’s not really the case but by Friday it seemed like every lady and girl was wearing extra sexy clothes, just to torment me. The only thing that kept me going was the knowledge that there was a fixed day when my torment would end.”

I was kinda shocked at my darling’s revelation about how much my sending him off to other room hurt him. I’ll have to watch that. Find ways to reassure him that no matter what I do, I will always love him.

“Babe, I think I understand some of your feelings. See it was just as hard for me – well not quite true since I had your fantastic tongue giving me plenty of orgasms. But all kidding aside, yes I did miss feeling your beautiful hard cock inside my pussy pulsing loads of creamy cum.”

“Baby, I want you to think about letting me lock you up again after your ‘free time’ is over tomorrow night. Just think how much more intensive your orgasm was after having been locked up for a while. You know maybe even for a bit longer period. The problem is what about me? You get a certain thrill out of being locked up, but me, I don’t cherish being without a cock in my pussy for long times.”

My honey looked a bit scared but his cock was twitching. There certainly was a mixed message.

“We don’t have to decide right now. Just think about it. Maybe we need to establish some kind of safe word, something you can use when things get too tough. It may not change things for you but at least you could freely express your concerns. I really wished that you had said something about your fears when I sent you off to relax here. To make this journey work, we need to communicate more. I see that now.”

“Please believe me when I tell you that no matter where we go with our exploration of chastity and domination – yes babe, let’s call a spade a spade. If you’re locked into that CB and I have control when you get release, I’m dominating you is some form. Not with whips and chains but certainly mentally. You are at my mercy. But I got off track. What I was going to say is NO matter where we go with this, I will always love you. I’m going to make sure that you know it. Nothing is going to change my love and admiration for you. See babe, giving yourself to me the way you did this last week and the three days before that made my love grow even stronger. I’m truly honored and blessed to be married to the most wonderful man in the world.”

“So what else stood out for you this last week.”

“Again, it’s so confusing. It really hurt when in a way you disrespected me. Hardly acknowledged me when I walked into the lounge and the way you sent me off to find a table. Then that thing about having just one take. It really was humiliating. There was no need for that. You very well that I’m a responsible takeer when I’m driving and on my own I would have had just that one take – no need for you tell. I was really getting pissed and was almost ready to tell you that we are going home.”

“But like I said, I was confused because my dick was pushing against the CB. You looked so hot but had that cold demanding demeanor. I just froze and did what you told me. Later on, while sitting there watching you and brooding about what was happening, I almost walked out on you. I was really close. Called myself a wimp for putting up with your stuff.”

"I hate myself for being such a wimp. I never thought this would happen to me. I mean I love you and do anything in the world for you but being treated with such disdain hurt. What hurt even more is that I didn’t have the guts to rebel. I’m so afraid of losing you if I don’t give in to your whims. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

Wow, that is some revelation. My baby thinking of himself as a wimp because he didn’t stand up me. I have to be careful. I really want this cuckold thing but I don’t want him to have some sort of mental meltdown.

How do I deal with his insecurities. Do I let the whole thing slide for while. Give him lots of TLC for the next couple of weeks before broaching the subject of chastity again. I guess I’ll have to see how it goes. I can always back down. Just need to watch it.

All the time we were talking I kept up stroking my babies cock. Most of the time just very lightly but every so often a bit faster and with a tighter grip. I could see that he was getting agitated and since I had loosened the bonds he could move more.

“Baby, I’m going to release you from your bonds and let you have your way with me – any way, any hole. I’m going to be your ‘slut’ for the next hour or so. Just one thing – I need your promise to let me secure you again at one point should the mood strike me. Like I promised, no CB but I may want to play some more ‘truth and consequences’ with you tonight. I just love the way your cock keeps telling me the truth.”

“You know darling that I do anything for you even if it means some more chastity. It will be hard, really hard but I’ll try. I like the idea of some safe word. I feel extremely insecure when it comes to our relationship. You could have had any guy but you picked me, picked me at a time when I wasn’t as successful as I’m now. At the time I kept wondering why me and I kept pinching myself when you agreed to be monogamous with me and later agreed to marry me. Now, I keep worrying that you only stick around because of my money. It may sound wimpy and whiny but I need to hear that love me, especially if we go the route I think we may be heading. It scares the crap out of me.”

This got me angry – “how dare you question my love for you? It was you I chose at the time when we were still in school and while I was positive that you would be successful, I also knew that the first few years would be tough. I stuck with you – I could have had any guy, could have gone for one of the trust fund guys but I went with you, struggled with you. That should tell you something about how much I love you. So right not I’m pissed at you.”

Boy, he played right into my hand, I couldn’t have planned this better. His insecurity got the better of him and he started to ramble and stuck his foot into his mouth.

“I need to cool off, I’m going to leave tied up for now. I’ll be back when I’ve calmed down.”

“Babe, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean…”

I didn’t hear the rest because I slammed the door shut as I left.

I went into my bedroom. Yes, I was already thinking of it as mine – no longer ours – to plan my next move. What did my one uncle once tell me? He is a retired drill instructor in the Marine Corps. He said we take a raw recruit, break him down mentally and physically and then put him back together and at the end we have on tough SOB marine. Is that what I have to do with my baby? I don’t know. Well for now let him stew for a while. I’m going to fix myself something to eat and a cup of tea.

It was close to two hours before I went back to where my darling was tied to the bed. In way I was glad that I had released the bonds a bit give a chance to wiggle around.

When I got back the room was virtually dark, all but one candle had burned down and gone out. So I turned on one of the lamps that has a dimmer and reduced the amount of light back to a more seductive level.

“Goddess…”

“Hush, don’t say a word, I’m still angry but I no longer want to rip you a new one. Better stay quiet so that you don’t put your foot into your mouth again. Here is what’s going to happen. I feel you need to be punished for your lack of trust. That really hurt me. Yes I hurt you with my actions, but it’s different because you admitted yourself, that there was a certain thrill for you in the whole affair. That’s why you are so confused. Liking what I did to you does not necessarily make you a wimp. In my way of thinking, you would be a wimp if I treated you like that and you don’t get anything out of it. Your cock clearly told me that while not liking it, you were turned on to some degree. So you are just a kinky subbie, and not a wimp.”

“Do you follow what I’m saying? Go ahead you may answer me”

“I guess so, this is all so hard. Maybe we should just forget about all this.”

“No babe, we can’t do that. We have opened the door to something that neither of us is quite sure what is behind it. We need to see this through. I know I won’t be able to forget it. I’m afraid that I have tasted something that I don’t want to give up.”

“Power”.

Timmy,
The mind is the most powerful sex organ. Is it ever to late to learn? What happens when it gets too cruel? For every action there is a reaction. Just some deep thoughts from one of your readers.
I’m Enjoying your story and appreciate your writing.
Thank you!
JJ.

Hey Timmy
First welcome back

Glad you back to writing. I really enjoyed your first story. I am looking forward to this one and to more from you

Meijer

Timmy, good story! Very hot, but with a very real feeling to his confusion. Like most guys, willing to do almost anything for a chance at sex, but not quite comfortable with much of what he finds himself doing.

I do enjoy your writing! Sorry I had not said something sooner, but I have not been reading (or writing) much at all for the last couple of weeks. Just sort of burned out, I guess. Maybe I'll get my second wind - and if I do, your story is a good start! Thanks for taking the time to write and share it.

JJ, Meijer thanks for your kind words.

Stormy, I'm sure sooner or later you'll get back to your stories. It took me a while after the first on. I know it's still unfinished but I haven't quite figured out where it will go.

Married, I know what you are saying. But it's even harder when they don't quite know what they want or need.

Just a warning, it may be a week or so before I get back to this after today's posting. Too many other things on the platter.

“Sure, I’ve always been able, well at least most of the time, to get my way because it was not important enough for you to fight over and destroy the harmony in our life. This is different, it is not subtle but very out in the open with having total control over your sex life. That is an incredible power rush. I know with it comes with a ton of responsibility and I gladly accept that. I have to make sure that you are happy and I promise that will do my very best to make that happen. But I’m afraid that if I had to give up that control now, it would cause over time for resentment to build up towards you. I don’t want that. I love you too much.”

“We need to find a way to make this work. The only way we can do that is by experimenting. If some actions create too much stress, enough to endanger our happy marriage, we need to back off – well I need to back off and find a different route.”

“But you have control over our sex life and always had it. You tell me what you want in ways of pleasing you and I do it. Most of the times you initiate our lovemaking and on the occasions when I started and you didn’t feel like it for whatever reamister, I never questioned your decision, pushed for it or sulked because I wasn’t getting any.”

“Yeah, that is true but if you felt like it, you could go to the bathroom and jerk off and while it did not have the intimacy of making love, cumming in my pussy or mouth, it took the pressure off and you were good for a while. That is not having control. Control is having you locked up so that you can’t go to the bathroom and jerk off because I’m not in the mood for your cock or have my period. That is the kind of control I’m talking about, the power to deny you relief of any form. That’s what makes it so hot, why this afternoon was so extra intense. I, your Goddess granted you permission to cum.

“I understand – at least I think I do – what you’re saying but this going to be so hard. I really don’t know if I can handle it. The chastity is bad enough but you flirting with those guys. There were a couple of times that I was ready to walk out and leave you there. I know you got pissed when I mentioned my insecurity, but it’s so very real. I want to believe you, when you say that I’m the only true love in your life, I really, really do but…”

He paused.

“We need to think about this very carefully and go slow. Have lots of talks of where we are and how things stand in our relationship. I know I would be a total wreck if for any reamister we ever drifted so far apart that it could end our marriage.”

“You know that I can’t resist you if you want something that I don’t want or do. In the end, you always get your way. I’m putty in your hands. So you already have the ‘power’. Why do you need more?”

“But now something much more important. Goddess, please, please untie my so that I can go and pee. Please”

An evil thought crossed my mind, that’s why that rubber sheet was under the regular one but I didn’t want to stress out my baby any more than I already had.

“OK, I’ll let you go but I need your firm promise that you will let me tie you up again anytime I want to between now and midnight tomorrow.”

“Goddess, I solemnly promise that I’m yours to command and if you desire to restrain me, just tell me in what position and where you want me and I’ll comply.”

I released him, and let him go, but then the bitch in me reared its head again and I followed him, opened the bathroom door and stood there watching. I could see a hint of color in his face. It had to be humiliating, me standing there watching him pee.

“Just making sure you’re not a***ing MY cock.”

My baby is so thoughtful, while I stood there watching, he took a washcloth, got some warm water running and washed his cock off. Making sure there was no soap residue. Hmm, does he want another blow job? Well I did say any hole.

“OK babe, what do you want to do, grab a bit to eat and take something or do you want to go straight to fucking your slut?”

“I think a sandwich and a beer would be good. I do need some form of nourishment and eating my cum out of your pussy is just not enough.”

“Come an babe, we go into the kitchen and I’ll fix something for you. Gotta make sure that you keep your strength up. You’ve gotta make up for some lost time while I had you locked up in that CB. I missed my cock in my pussy.”

I fixed him a sandwich and handed him a bottle of beer, then watched him eat and take while having a glass of wine. My mind was in turmoil. I really wanted him in chastity, totally dependent on me for his sexual release but on the other hand I loved him so much that I was not sure if I could be cruel enough. Keeping him locked up for seven days had been hard on me too. I guess in some ways I was just as confused about my need to dominate him as he was about submitting. Looks like both of us need to do a lot of soul searching.

“OK, enough time off, let’s back upstairs for serious fucking” and for the next two hours we did just that before passing out in each other’s arms from total exhaustion.

It was around midnight when I woke up.

Nudging him “hey wake up. My turn. Go pee and then come right back. If you take more than a couple of minutes I’ll come after you and spank you with that old yard stick you have in the garage.”

I could swear I saw a tiny twitch in his cock – something to file in the back of my mind. I really wonder how much of a masochist my baby is but just doesn’t know it.

As he walked back into the room – “get into position, time to tie you up again, remember you promised”.

I could tell he wasn’t happy about that, but he complied. Such a good boy.

As soon as I had him secured again – no wiggle room. I started to tease him with light kisses, starting with his balls, then the top of his cock followed by slowly working my way up towards his nipples. Those I sucked until they were hard and larger than erasers on Number 2 pencil. That’s when the bitch struck. I bit hard down on one then the other. On the first he yelped, I guess I really caught him by surprise. On the second one it was more of a moan. I looked down for a moment and sure enough his cock was standing up straight again.

My next move was a serious tongue wrestling match that lasted quite a bit before I moved over to one of his ears.

In between nibbles, I kept whispering “babe, I love you, I need you to believe that. While I want - no I need to cause you some mental anguish like last night at the club, need you to be compliant to my demands, you will always have my undying love. I want to feel like I own your heart and soul, that I’m truly your Goddess and one of the best ways of proving your devotion, will be to submit again to chastity after midnight today. I promise that I will listen when you think you can’t take it anymore. Maybe some safe word that you can use when it truly gets too much for you.”

While this was going on, I tried to keep an eye on his cock – sadly, when I mentioned the chastity, it seemed to lose some of its firmness.

I sure was getting very mixed signals from my baby. Maybe it’s fear of the unknown? Have to give that a try.

One last “I love you before heading back south to play with ‘MY cock’. Yes by now I considered to be mine to ‘own’ and control.

I started licking then suddenly stopped.

Eew, you didn’t do a very good job to get the soap of My cock” and slapped a couple of times pretty hard. There I had said it again “MY cock”.

My baby yelped but unexpectedly, his cock just got harder. Damn, I wish I could figure him out. He didn’t seem to mind the physical pain, but being locked into a CB scares the crap out of him. Just to make a show, I got off the bed, went into the bathroom to get a wash cloth, but just to be mean, I kind of blocked his view and dunked the cloth into the now ice water in the wine cooler.

WOW! That was fun the way he tried to jump, jerking on his bonds when that ice cold cloth hit his balls and cock.

“That’s what happens when you get sloppy cleaning your cock. No not yours, MINE.”

“But you told me…

“Hush, want some more of the cold…?”

“Just because I told you to hurry, did not mean to get sloppy with My property.”

I wonder how much of this sunk into his brain – the constant referring to MY cock.

I dried him of, and started to warm him up again with a series of “mouth hugs” ‘til he was again hard as steel rod. Then I went into the teasing mode, getting him close to the edge, then backing off and repeating the cycle. In no time flat I had him begging, no almost sobbing for relief.

I switched from sucking to stroking, using a lots of lube, to make my cock extra slippery for those feather light strokes.

“You know baby, this is fun. I know you’re begging for release but we need to talk a bit more and I don’t want my ‘’truth meter’ to fail. I promise I’ll let you cum eventually. Maybe this prolonged teasing will replenish your sperm supply and I can feed you another good load. When I’m ready for you to cum, consistent with my promised, you get to choose where, ass, mouth or pussy but you will eat it all.”

With a smile I increased the pressure a bit, driving him closer to the edge again.

“Just think baby, how much more intense these tease sessions will be after you’ve been a few days in that CB.”

That got me a twitch but I decided not to comment on it.

“Or what it would do for your subbie mindset – I stressed FOR – if after prolonged teasing, I just grab that ice told cloth, shrink my cock back to normal and slip the CB back on and like say – maybe next time?”

That got me another twitch but then my cock started to shrink. Another mixed message. I decided to ignore the shrinking and went with the positive message I received at first.

“Oh, look at that, My cock likes the idea of being teased and then denied the pleasure of getting to cum. Hmm, what does your other brain say to that babe? Are you ready for your Goddess to merciless tease you but at the end just lock you back up. Don’t say anything now, just think about it for a while.

“I also want you to think about something else.” – I had backed off a bit but now intensified my stroking again – “If you don’t go along with what I would like to have happen at midnight, I might get to sulking. You know kinda start ignoring you. No sex, minimal hugs and kisses but no passion in them. Not even let you service My ass and pussy. Wonder how long it would take before you came crawling, begging me to lock you up. Of course if that were to happen, I would have to punish you with some extra long time in lock-up for making me being mean to you before I would grant you any form of release. Also I would be pissed because in actuality you denied ME the use of MY cock. Can’t have that.”

That took a toll on my cock. Didn’t go completely soft but darn close.

“You know there is the other issue…” I stopped, took a deep breath. “No I don’t want to talk about that for right now. This is supposed to be fun for us, at least ‘til midnight.”

With that I intensified my stroking but I could tell that my baby was in real turmoil about what I had said. To take his mind of it, I added licking the top of my cock to the rhythmic stroking and soon, he was begging to be allowed to cum.

I backed off. “OK babe, where do you want to cum?”

“Please Goddess, I would love it if you rode my dick…”

That’s where I interrupted him. “No darling, better get used to referring to “MY cock – as your Goddess’ cock. It’s no longer your dick but MY cock. Got it?”

“Yes Goddess, thank you for clearing that up. I would love it if you would consent to riding ‘your cock’ to completion and I’m fully aware that you'll deposit any cum immediately into my mouth – he winked – I assume it is still my mouth?”

I had you laugh, “yes dearest, that it is”.

“Maybe your divine Goddess would consent to releasing one or both arms as I so very much enjoy fondling those absolutely magnificent breasts of yours.”

“Trying to smooth talk yourself out of bondage – Not going to happen. Maybe later.”

With that I swung my leg over his body and slid my soaking wet pussy over his – no not his MY cock. I just sat there totally motionless while he tried to get something going, but between my weight and the bonds it was not going to happen.

Cupping one of my breasts, leaned forward. “So you like to fondle these, do you now? Just think…” I just let it hanging there and leaned further forward to put my nipple within millimeters of his lips. As much as he tried, I always kept just out of reach. I could see in his eyes that he was getting frustrated. I didn’t want to ruin the mood so I relented and let him lick and suck for a bit first on one and then the other nipple before sitting upright.

All that teasing had me on edge and as soon as started to move on My cock, I had my first orgasm. Nothing mind-blowing but really nice.

“OK baby, any time you’re ready, go ahead and blast your cum into my pussy” and with that I started to ride MY cock for earnest. It didn’t take long and we both came together. I sort of collapsed on top of him, took maybe a minute to catch my breath and then promptly shove my leaking pussy into his mouth. Getting my pussy cleaned like this got me thinking what it would be like if my darling Terry would actually clean a cream pie left by one lover or another. I shouldn’t call them ‘lover’. I only have ONE lover, my darling Terry, no ‘play mate’ is what I’ll to try to use. It doesn’t have the same threatening tone as ‘Lover’. I need to be aware of my darlings insecurities. Oh how much I hate those, but I’ll just have deal with them and keep reminding him that I’ll always be his.

All that thought about strange cream pies in hubbie’s mouth got me off again and I was truly bushed. I looked at the clock – almost four AM. Wow time sure flies when one is having fun. I noticed that my baby had stopped licking my pussy. Damn if he wasn’t half arelax. I don’t blame him. I put a lot of mental and physical stress on him all day and most of the night.

So I got off him. Loosened the bonds so that he could move around a bit. Got warm moist cloth and wiped his face off. I hardly got a reaction from that, covered him with a sheet and went into my bedroom.

I thought about a shower but decided to wait. I enjoy showering together with my baby.

I was exhausted but mentally so keyed up that I had some doubts about going to relax, so I grabbed my lap top and started to review some notes I had made for a possible new chastity agreement.

AGREEMENT COVERING TOTAL CHASTITY FOR Terry AS WORKED OUT BETWEEN GODDESS AND Terry
1) Duration: Three months. At that time the experiment will either end or be renegotiated.

2) Terry will be locked at all times into his CB, except at times needed for inspection or cleaning of the locked up penis. At times of removal, Terry will be bound in a way that he will not be able to interfere with relocking of the penis.

3) GODDESS has the right to remove the CB for Her amusement, to play and tease the subject penis AKA “Her cock”. It is entirely up to Her if such play will result in an orgasm for Terry or not.

4) Terry will have four different safe words – one each per month of chastity to be used if the events are proving to be too stressful, giving both parties a chance to discuss the issue that caused the use of the safe word and find a way of resolving the problem.

The fourth one is for one reamister only, to permanently stop the experiment. Use of it will cause most likely a substantial rift in the marriage and should be avoided at all times.

5) Terry is required to provide oral services to GODDESS at any time and any place without hope of any relief of his own needs.

6) GODDESS reserves the right to modify this agreement at any time by adding additional conditions, i.e. certain acts by Terry that will earn him some special times of intimacy with GODDESS without having to wear the CB.


7) GODDESS is obligated to make sure that at no time any form of injury comes to the locked up penis and provide regular hygiene beyond what Terry can do in the shower or bath.



Signed: GODDESS
Signed: Terry

I think this will do for the beginning but I’m wondering if I should leave six in there. I will certainly cause him to ask questions, questions that maybe I don’t want to answer at this time. I’m prepared to give my darling some TLC time without his CB after each time that I had a play mate. Not sloppy seconds, no not that. A suitable time laps of 24 or 48 hours is what I have in mind. I think I leave it in, but remove the “i.e” part of the paragraph. If he asks about it, I’ll say “maybe add some punishment clauses because you are turning surly, stuff like that”.

Yes I like that, it will warn him that something might happen in form of punishment if he does turn surly and unpleasant because he’s so horny.

I made the changes, saved the revised version, shut the computer down and went to relax.
I woke up to cries of help from the other room.

I rushed over and found my baby in total distress, he had peed in the bed. I had to chuckle which got him angry.

“Dammit there is nothing funny about having pissed myself. I’ve tried to call you, to release me but you either ignored or didn’t hear me. Look at his mess. Now we have to get a new mattress and who knows how long the smell with stay in here. I hope it didn’t soak through and also ruined the carpet.”

“Relax baby, nothing bad has happened. I thought that might have an accident and when I fixed up the bed for playing, I put a rubber sheet under the regular one. That one can be easily washed – think you should do it since you soiled it. But no damage other than to your dignity has occurred.”

“I’ll untie you, then you strip the bed and put the sheet straight into the washer, then you and I will take nice long hot shower together and I’ll show you one more time how much I love you and MY cock. You know shower times are always fun. As to the smell, it’s mostly smells of hot sex after all we were fucking in here for hours and hours. It’s a lovely day, not too hot so we can open the windows and all will be good.”

“After our shower, I’ll start breakfast – I guess brunch is more appropriate looking at what time it is while you get the wash going and clean the rubber sheet off.”

Once untied, my love smacked my ass pretty hard.

“OUCH! Watch it buster or I’ll let you shower alone. Just watch to make sure that you don’t use My cock.”

“I should spank you for playing such a nasty trick on me – rubber sheet!”

That thought of a spanking from My baby actually sent some strange message to my pussy. Do we both have a subbie streak? Well what was it had said earlier? Each of us is made up of both parts. I’ll have to watch that my subbie side doesn’t take over. Two subbies could be a problem.

I helped him gather up everything off the bed and take to the laundry room so that there would be no spills before the two of us headed for big multi-head shower in the master bath – maybe soon to be called Mistress Bath. Hmm, I like the sound of that.

Another really nice chapter. I'm enjoying your story and always look for new segments.

Thanks!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Timmy

Just gor caught up on this story. I'm loving it. Particularly the way it is building slowly. I'm very serious to see what happens when the real cuckolding begins.

Thanks for starting this new story.

GH

C4one and GH thank you for your kind words.

Here is another segment - just a warning, it probably will be a week or so before I get the next installment ready.