TENDER BITCH part one

Chapter 1.

My wife, Jessica and I have been married for just over four years. I'm 38, she's 28. When we first met the attraction was as swift as it was intense. It was as if we knew right away that we completed something deep in each other. For us it has been an extremely intense, perverse, and sexually gratifying life together, well, at least for Jessica.

Because I inherited a trust fund of about $5,000,000 I have never needed to work. Jessica and I live comfortably on this amount here in New York.

My attraction to Jessica has always been fierce. She has this undercurrent of bitchy, girlish, petulant seductiveness that has always captivated me. She has straight chestnut brown hair cut stylishly that falls just below her shoulders. Her face has small features, nice cheekbones and a nose that looks as if carved by a sculptor. Her lips are pouty and they are very expressive. She is 5'4", slim, curvaceous, with full breasts and an exceptionally beautiful ass. Even her feet are attractive, a petite size 6, her toenails always meticulously painted red.

In order to keep me frustrated, Jessica has me wear a cock cage. It is a metal cage that my cock fits inside. It has slats where you can touch my cock but prevents me from rubbing myself enough to have an orgasm. It has a padlock that keeps it locked in place. Only Jessica has access to the key. It is a model called the birdcage. You kind of get used to it after awhile. Fortunately you can't see it on me when I'm wearing street clothes. Jessica makes me wear it 24 hours a day seven days a week except for when she wants to cock tease me more completely.

Jessica takes it off me when she wants to bring me to the brink of sexual gratification and then leave me totally frustrated. It would be fair to say that sexually exciting me and then sadistically frustrating me is at the very core of our marriage. It is the foundation from which all sexual behavior arises in Jessica. Or, rather, I should say it is the foundation from which all sexual behavior toward me arises in her. Jessica has many male lovers with whom she carries on an extravagantly indulgent sexual style. Jessica comes all the time as do her lovers. Jessica frequently comes home and makes me eat out her pussy that is filled with the semen of her lovers. To both humiliate me and to demonstrate how she lets other men have their sexual release with her.

But with me, her husband, it's different. With me it's all about sexually frustrating me. With me nothing excites and pleases Jessica more than to find new and more cruel ways to frustrate me. To bring me to the brink of release and then to deny me. At which point she usually becomes quite tender with me. In some ways, Jessica is quite loving with me. And if you were to witness only the after-play, the moments following Jessica's sadistic and humiliating treatment of me you would witness a very loving and tender wife with her adoring husband. But this is deceiving. For the only times Jessica is tender with me are following her excruciating sexual teasing of me.

It's as if she has a deep need to have someone she can degrade and mistreat with whom she can then feel totally safe and secure and loving and tender with. With her other lovers she simply has sex that is physically satisfying. And a lot of it. But why she bothers with me at all is that I provide some kind of profound emotional cathartic release for her. That's a nice way of saying she has found someone foolish enough to put up with her sadistic manipulations. She has told me many times that it is my bad luck that she found me. Someone who knows how to manipulate and disappoint me all the time. And that's what she does. And I keep putting up with it.

For some reamister I am magictized by her. Though any sane man would leave her in a second I find myself enthralled and enslaved by her. As painful and frustrating as it is to be with her, there is some kind of power she has over me. Something that makes it all worthwhile.

So, this year, being as it's been four years since I've been able to have sex, I am particularly eager to make love to my beautiful and very sexy wife. And particularly worried that somehow, at the very last minute, something will come up that will delay our having sex for yet another year.

Jessica has now called me into the bedroom.

Jessica is lying naked on her back on top of our bed. She is wearing a fresh coat of dark red lipstick and is wearing her four inch black stiletto pumps and is pointing at her pussy.

"Well, I guess you know what night it is. It's that time of the year. Time for your fifteen minutes of pleasure. You've certainly earned it. When was the last time you got to feel pussy wrapped around your cock?"

"It was February 24, 1994."

"Hmm. That was a while before we got married. And when was the last time that you were allowed to come?"

"It was August 14, 1994."

I notice Jessica begins fingering her clit in a slow, circular motion.

"Why, that's over four years ago! My how the time flies. At least for me it does. But then the last time I had a cock in my pussy was last night. You've got to admit it's pretty ironic. Here you marry this totally sexy woman and she totally denies you any sexual pleasure. That's what you get for marrying a bitch, I guess. Can't say I didn't warn you."

Now Jessica's fingering of her clit has picked up speed and she is rubbing herself with greater intensity and speed.

"And now look how things have turned out for you. You're married to this totally hot woman who denies you the one thing she gives out freely to other men, and who totally dominates you and to whom you never, ever, can resist her bitchiness in any way."

I can see Jessica's pussy is now glistening with her pussy juice. Her lips look engorged and moist as she continues rubbing herself. As if everything she is saying to me is getting her hotter and hotter.

Jessica motions me to come over to where she is lying down. She places her hands on my cock cage. She begins fingering my cock inside the cage. I instantly erect as much as the cage will allow me, which is about four inches.

"Well that doesn't look too comfortable. I guess this being your big night and all I should let you out of that cruel device I make you wear all the time."

Jessica bends down and talks as if she is addressing my cock in baby talk. "Little penis must be so miserable all locked up in there. Would you like to come out and play inside my juicy, soft and wet pussy? Would you? My pussy is so ready for you now, finally. I hope you remember this night for a long time little penis." And as she says "little penis" she unlocks the cage with her key that she wears around her necklace that she always wears.

She removes the cage and fondles my cock for a minute.

She turns to me and says "I hope you still remember how to fuck a woman! It's been so long, maybe you've forgotten how to penetrate a woman's pussy. Maybe you've even forgotten how to come! Of course, maybe it's like bicycle riding and you never forget."

"Let's see, it's not been one but four whole years since you've been inside a woman. You must be so horny by now. And it's also been over four years since I've allowed you to come at all! God, I'm so horny and I just came last night! Poor baby, you must be even hornier than I am! I'm sure glad I'm not you!"

Jessica gives me an order. "Take off my shoes and start kissing my feet."

I start kissing her beautiful size six feet. All the while Jessica continues to play with herself.

"Hmm. I'm just getting ready for you big boy. Tonight is hubby's big night, isn't it! First time having sex with his wife, ever! Well, don't get too anxious about it, after all, sex between a husband and wife is a beautiful, natural part of marriage. And sometimes the first time you do it, it isn't even that good. But don't worry, you'll get another chance next year, I'm sure." Jessica starts to giggle.

By now Jessica's pussy is sopping wet. And my cock is swollen and throbbing with expectation of imminent penetration.

"I want to be nice and juicy for you. Since you won't get another chance to fuck me for another year I really want this to be a memorable experience for you. Poor baby has had to wait four long years for this. I so want you to be fully satisfied after all these frustrating delays you've had to endure. And you've been so understanding. You've been so patient."

Jessica is really getting into her masturbation. I am getting hotter and hotter watching her stroke herself. Although she had said that this was all in preparation for our fucking she seems now to be more concerned with her own pleasure than with mine. She seems to be getting dangerously close to coming. I start to get nervous watching this because I know two things about Jessica when she comes. And that is that when Jessica comes she loses all interest in sex for a while and she also becomes extremely bitchy.

"You better hope that I don't accidentally come before you're inside me."

"Why is that?"

"Because, let's just say, it won't exactly help your cause..."

I begin more passionately kissing Jessica's feet in the hopes that it will make her more merciful. I take her left foot in my hands and begin kissing it more tenderly. Unfortunately, this seems to have the opposite effect from the one I wanted. As Jessica's eyes and mine lock with her witnessing my presentation to her request to kiss her feet, Jessica's face twists into a haughty sneer.

And at that exact moment Jessica begins to have a very intense orgasm.

I just watch as Jessica screams out in delight as she has a wild and lengthy orgasm. Her hips buck as she seems to be flooded in ecstasy.

After a few minutes Jessica says "Mmm. That was such a great orgasm my toes are tingling." Jessica continues to moan softly in the afterglow of her orgasm. All the while I still am holding her beautiful foot, still kissing it, my penis swollen, throbbing and erect, eagerly awaiting her command to begin fucking her.

Jessica opens her eyes and looks into mine. Her facial expression can only be described as a condescending smirk.

"I was just getting ready for you and then when you started kissing my foot like that I couldn't resist it any more. What a shame for you! But you can keep kissing my foot for awhile if you want to." Jessica begins to giggle again.

Not knowing for sure what Jessica means I decide that it's better to play it safe and so I continue kissing Jessica's foot. After a few more minutes of this Jessica kicks her foot away from my lips. Jessica stares into my eyes for a moment and then says "Poor hubby. And you were so close this time."

Jessica turns over and gets on her hands and knees and proceeds to stick her beautiful ass into the air facing me. She tells me to get on the bed and to place my face near her ass. I comply.

Now that Jessica has satisfied herself sexually I have a feeling all hope of sexual pleasure for me is about to come to an end, her end.

With her puckered asshole about six inches from my face Jessica's voice takes on an extremely bored and bitchy tone, as if this whole scene has suddenly become very boring and annoying to her.

In a very matter of fact voice Jessica announces "You know what, why don't we take a pass on you having sex with me again this year and instead of you fucking me I permit you to sniff and lick my asshole. What do you say? I was so hot and so ready for you to fuck me, I was so wet... I was just about to tell you to fuck me, maybe thirty more seconds. The only trouble is I got so hot and so ready that when I should have stopped rubbing myself I kept on going and I just had such a great orgasm. And now I'm not horny anymore, not at all. Not even a little bit. If you can still remember what it used to be like to have an orgasm I'm sure you'll agree that right after you come you kind of lose your desire for awhile. Though I kind of doubt you can remember that feeling, being that it's been over four years now." Jessica begins to giggle..

As Jessica is saying all this I can't help looking directly at her puckered asshole. Jessica is kind of slightly raising her ass as she talks. I find myself increasingly magictized into a submissive trance while in this position.

"Now that I've come I'm more in the mood to have your tongue on my asshole than having to endure your cock inside me. Take a minute to decide. It's up to you. You can either put your cock inside me now and fuck me for fifteen minutes. Or, you can do what I want you to do and forfeit the opportunity to fuck me for another whole year. Five years sounds so much better, so much more of an accomplishment than four years. It kind of has a nice ring to it, don't you think? And so as it won't be a complete loss for you I'll let you kiss and lick my ass for...let's see, how about a whole five minutes. That seems fair doesn't it? After all, not every man that gets to fuck me gets to lick my ass. By giving up having sex with me for another year you get to worship my asshole for five minutes! But remember it's totally up to you. But know that I'm just not in the mood for you to be inside me. Not at all. But after a totally satisfying orgasm like that, a real toe tingler, I am ready for you to worship my pretty little asshole. It would be the icing on the cake, my cake. It would mean so much to me if you gave up fucking my hot, juicy, pussy for licking my little puckered asshole. It would be such a nice sacrifice from you to me."

"In the interest of fairness I'll tell you what. Move your nose closer to my asshole. In fact move your nose right next to my asshole and take a good sniff, and then decide."

I move my face closer, right up to her puckered asshole. For a moment I think about my options: fuck Jessica now, for the first time in four years, or give up my one chance of pleasure with her to simply lick her asshole for five minutes, an act Jessica requires of me all the time. As I place my face closer to her still I can smell the pungent scent of her asshole.

In a bitchy and bored tone Jessica says "Well, fuck me or lick me, I haven't got all night."

Hearing her bitchy tone pushes me over the edge. I make my choice. I know what I must do. I know what Jessica wants me to do. I place my lips on her asshole and begin kissing it passionately.

"That's a good boy!" Jessica says.

As I continue kissing and licking her asshole Jessica continues to taunt me.

"This whole thing is all your fault, you know. If only you had told me to stop rubbing myself I would have - and right now you'd be thrusting your cock deep inside me, feeling my juicy pussy all over your hard cock. If only you hadn't started kissing my foot in that adoring way." Jessica starts to giggle again.

"And then, when I give you the choice to fuck me or to lick my asshole, you choose to lick my asshole. You gave up fucking me for the first time in four years for licking out my asshole for five minutes! You're so pathetic you deserve my asshole on your lips!" I look up at the mirror we have on the headboard and see Jessica's face as she says this. She is looking at me with a contemptuous sneer.

As Jessica says all this my adoration of her ass and asshole is now at a fevered pitch. The more she humiliates and degrades me the more passionately I kiss and lick Jessica's asshole. Jessica, sensing my having some pleasure in all of this looks at the clock on the night stand and announces "That's all you get. It's only been three and a half minutes but I'm tired and want to go to relax. All this humiliating and frustrating you has tired me out."

I give Jessica's asshole one final adoring kiss and move up alongside her on the bed. Jessica moves over onto her back so that now I am lying on top of her, my swollen penis just inches from her pussy.

Jessica's tone begins to switch. She frequently switches from being bitchy to being girlish and tender to being bitchy again. It's part of her charm.

"It's alright with me if you want to put your cock next to my pussy, that way you can feel how wet it is and how warm. I want you to feel a little bit of what you missed out on."

I do as Jessica instructs and place my cock so it is resting on top of Jessica's very wet and very warm pussy. It feels unbelievably good and unbelievably frustrating at the same time. Though more frustrating than good. Jessica begins kissing my face tenderly for a few moments and then begins licking my face with her tongue. She knows how much this turns me on.

Now Jessica becomes all tender with me. Well, tender in the way Jessica knows how to be tender.

"Honey, I kind of forgot to tell you something that I probably should have told you earlier, before you made your choice. Ooops. I guess in all the excitement I forgot to tell you about some new rules for you that I've come up with."

Jessica starts to lick my face like it's an ice cream cone and it's getting me even more frustrated.

"It turns out that when I give you the choice of having sex with me and you decline, even if I've asked you to decline and you're the one who prevents you from having sex with me then instead of losing out for another year before being allowed to have sex with me again you forever forfeit the right to have sex with me. I guess I should have told you about this special rule before I offered you the choice but I just forgot, oh well."

Jessica continues to tenderly kiss me all over my face as she explains.

"I guess I never figured that after all this time you'd actually submit to my cruel and selfish wishes yet again. I guess I figured that after four years of not being able to have sex with your wife there'd just be no dissuading you. I kind of built that rule in as a kind of fail-safe so that if I ever taunted you with a choice like that you'd know enough to stand up to me and just have your way with me. But I guess I should have told you about it. I guess a deterrent is no good if you don't tell someone about it. Oh, well, live and learn. "

Jessica begins rubbing her pussy against my throbbing erection.

"Poor baby never gets a lucky break, does he?"

Jessica moves her hips down and up so that her pussy rubs against my cock from her clit all the way down to the bottom of her pussy.

"But you told me you'd prefer it if I chose lick your ass then to fuck you. You told me you wanted me to make that sacrifice for you!" I say, pleadingly.

"That was a test. It was a test to see how badly you wanted to fuck me. It was a test to see if there was any manhood left in you. You failed on both counts. Now you don't get to fuck me, ever. I gave you the opportunity to act like a husband, and act like a man and you refused. I gave you the opportunity to make me feel like a woman, like your wife, and you proved yourself completely useless. Instead you allowed me to emasculate you, completely. And now you will have to live with that from this point forward. Now you are no longer allowed to use your penis for sexual purposes. Your penis has been demoted from the status of meager sex organ and symbol of your manhood to its new position, that of symbol of debasement. And now you don't get to be treated like my husband anymore. You don't get to be treated like a man anymore. Now the fun can really begin!" Jessica begins to laugh.

Starting to talk in the tone a lady talks to her upset young Jessica says

"Poor baby gets punished whenever he gives in to his bitchy wife! It's just not fair! Here she was the one being selfish asking him not to have as good a time as he could have and to delay his gratification yet again just because she got greedy and lazy and for all his troubles he gets penalized for being punished! It's just not fair is it?"

Jessica begins licking my face again.

"It probably would have been more fair if you knew that you could never have sex with me again if you submitted to my bitchiness huh?"

I nod.

"Poor hubby never gets a break from his bitchy wife does he?"
I shake my head.

"He just gets punished either way."

I nod.

"Does hubby love his wife?"

I nod.

"Does h

The Bitchy Tease

Tonight is the fifth anniversary of the last time that Jessica allowed me to cum. Jessica has been talking to me about tonight for the last month. She said "Don't forget the 14th is coming up. That's the fifth anniversary of the last time that I allowed you to cum. We're going to celebrate. It's going to be a celebration you won't soon forget!"

I didn't know if Jessica meant I would enjoy it or whether she meant it was going to painful for me. Though given the fact that she has yet to come through on our agreement to let me have sex with her since our marriage began I have my doubts as to how good this anniversary celebration is going to be for me.

It's just 9:00PM at night. Jessica has instructed me to take off all of my clothes and sit on our bed. I do so, wearing only my cock cage. Jessica appears in the doorway looking stunning. She is dressed is a very sexy little outfit of black mini-skirt, blouse, and black open-toed high heel pumps. She is carrying a box and walks over to the bed. Out of the box she takes out an assortment of party favors of the kind you would find for a young's birthday party. She takes a young's party hat and places it on my head. It is the pointy type of hat with an elastic cord under my chin. She takes out some noise-makers and one of those blow toys that unravels as you blow into it.

"Happy fifth anniversary of no cumming!" Jessica blows into the noise-maker until it makes a silly noise. She then starts kissing me passionately on my mouth. After she kisses me for a few moments she begins to talk again.

"That really is some accomplishment. You must be very proud! Five years and not a single orgasm! Not a single ejaculation! Not a single moment of sexual release! Tell me, does it still ever hurt, I mean, do you ever still feel frustrated or has that all kind of just gone away?" Jessica giggles.

"It gets worse all the time. There is never a single moment that I'm not aware of being incredibly horny. There is just a constant burning in my testicles. And it only gets worse everytime you frustrate me. Everytime you excite me and then deny me, the burning gets much, much worse."

"Oh, poor baby!" Jessica, who is wearing a very thick coat of dark red lipstick, places a big kiss on my cheek. "That doesn't sound good at all for you! You mean all this time you've been frustrated?"

I nod my head. Jessica giggles as she begins taking off all of her clothes.

"Let's take that nasty cage off of you." She places the key into the lock and it snaps open. She pulls it off and places the cage on the night stand next to the bed. It's been a whole year since my cock has been free. It immediately gets completely hard. Jessica lies on top of the bed and beckons me to join her. She motions for me to get on top of her. Before I do she takes out her lipstick container and begins applying another very thick coat of red red lipstick to her lips. I then lie down on top of her. I am on top of her, both of us naked.

"You may rub your cock slowly and lightly against my pussy." I begin to and I can feel the warm, moist folds of her pussy begin to open up a bit. It feels beyond description for me. My cock, which has been in a kind of deprivation chamber for the last five years feels almost overwhelmed by the sensations it is now feeling.

Jessica asks me "Do you know why I tease and deny you like this?"

"I don't really know. Maybe you're taking out on me some kind of anger against all men on me."

"Hmm. That's interesting. Tell me more."

"Well, sometimes I think that it's because you think about all the men in the world who power sex on women who don't want it, and so this is your way of feeling your paying back the male gender for all of its wrongs to the female gender."

"Does it comfort you to think that's why I tease and deny you?"

"A little. It helps to think that this is all for some deep reamister."

"Do you want to know the real reamister I tease you and deny you?"

I nod my head. Jessica begins licking my lips like I'm an ice cream cone.

"The real reamister I like to tease and deny you is...that I'm just...a bitch. And I love to excite and deny you! I really am a bitch, I like the fact that I get to keep you in constant pain. I love knowing that I get to deny you sexual release, sexual pleasure, that I get to deny you your manhood itself."

Jessica is now staring at me very hard, looking directly into my eyes as she talks to me. Between her sentences she begins sucking on my lips.

"I love denying you specifically and then I love being a bitch that just gets tired with you. I love what I've turned you into. I love that after denying you sexual release for years that on a night when I toy with you that your only response is to ask me if you can kiss and worship my ass. I love that."

Jessica begins spreading her legs and holding them up and to the sides. I am rubbing my cock against her ever more hot and wet pussy. I am getting delirious with hunger to fuck her and to cum. Jessica spends a couple of moments licking my face. She then pulls her pussy lips apart so that I am even closer to actually fucking her. Closer, but not close enough.

"You're so close, you're just inches from being inside my delicious pussy. So close, and yet so far, honey. Tell me how frustrated you are right now."

"I am so utterly and totally horny right now, Jessica. I would do anything if I could fuck you and if I could cum, anything."

"Do you feel that burning you were telling me about?"

"Yes, it's totally burning right now. It's a red hot burning coming from inside my balls and spreading through my cock. As if my pre-cum was molten lava burning me from the inside out."

"Oh good, I love it when you tell me how much it hurts. My pussy just starts bubbling when you tell me that!"

I am now rubbing harder and faster against Jessica's pussy. All of a sudden Jessica starts talking like a little girl. "Do you ever get mad at me because I don't let you cum and I don't ever let you fuck me?"

"Well, I don't get mad. I wish you would let me cum and fuck you sometimes though."

She continues talking like a little girl. "I like to get you all hot and then tell you to stop! It's fun making your cock all hard and then powering it back into the cage! I like it when you make that face when I tell you to stop! You look so disappointed, poor little husband!"

Jessica now places her legs across the top of my shoulders so that her pussy opens up a little bit more. I can feel a deep ache growing inside my balls.

Jessica goes back to complete bitch mode. "Tell me how horny you are now."
"I can feel my balls just want to burst. I don't think I was ever this frustrated before."

"Oh, poor baby! It's been five years to the night since I started denying you even the right to cum. You're probably the only male in the world who has to put up with this. You're probably the only male who has been denied the right to cum for five full years! Do you think I'll ever let you cum?"

"I think so. I think you will. Someday."

Jessica begins to laugh. "You do? That's funny." Jessica begins to lick my face again. "Don't you realize that the longer I deny you the more sadistic it becomes and the more sadistic it becomes the more it turns me on? The longer I deny you the greater the sexual pleasure it brings me. You know what really gets me hot is thinking about getting you to ten years without cumming! That thought makes my pussy gush!"

At this point with my cock rubbing continuously against Jessica's pussy and having her taunt me in this way I am getting closer and closer to cumming. I believe Jessica senses this, because she tells me to stop and she takes a look at my cock.

Speaking in the voice of the little girl Jessica says "Oooh, look at all that funny fluid coming out of your little thing! We can't have you gushing all over the place! That would be too messy. We have to keep the mess inside you!" And Jessica gets up and goes over to kitchen. She returns with an ice pack. Jessica gets back on top of the bed and places the pouch facing toward me on top of her pussy. "Come and get it!"

I lie on top of Jessica and she places the ice pack over my cock and balls. She then pulls me closer to her, in the exact position one would be in if one were having sexual intercourse. Except instead of feeling Jessica's moist and warm pussy, I am now rubbing against a bag of ice. Jessica begins to kiss me passionately, enjoying the fickle nature of my situation. Enjoying trying to arouse me knowing that the ice pack is shrinking my cock. Which it is. My erection quickly dissipates from the icy cold pack. My cock is now shriveling up and shrinking rapidly. Jessica takes a look.

"Oooh, look at how small your little cock is! It's even smaller than usual! I bet it would feel better in my mouth!"

And with that Jessica takes my cock into her mouth. I can feel the warmth of her mouth all around my still frozen cock. But I can feel the heat enveloping my cock. I can feel the red rushing back into my cock and Jessica continues to suck on my cock and run her tongue all over it in her mouth. As my cock gets harder she lets it out of her mouth and it immediately stands to attention.

"Oooh, look, it's come back to life!" Jessica giggles. She continues to kiss my cock along the length of my shaft. "Oh look, your balls really are blue! That's not just an expression after all. I bet they'd let you be the poster boy for blue balls! Though that's not an organization to be a member of, if you ask me."

Jessica gets back onto the bed and pulls me on top of her. She pulls her legs apart again and begins rubbing her pussy against my cock. Again I get incredibly hard. Jessica begins licking my face to get me as aroused as possible. I continue to rub up against her juicy pussy. I am again as hard as can be. After a few more minutes Jessica places the ice pack on top of her pussy again so that my cock is rubbing up against it. Immediately it begins to deflate my raging hard-on. This pattern goes on for the next hour for a total of ten cycles of being moments from cumming to being denied by the ice pack. I've have now been on the edge of cumming for the last two hours. My cock is now just oozing pre-cum so much that I am actually dripping continuously onto the carpet. It seems that my cock and balls and prostate are so overwhelmed by the amount of teasing and then denial on top of the five years of build-up that I am producing pre-cum as if it were cum. My body clearly thinks that it's about to have a massive orgasm that will begin to empty me of five years of cum and frustration. My body thinks that but my mind knows better.

"Well, that's enough fun for you. Time to go back into your cage for another year."

Jessica goes over to the cage and after placing the ice on my cock one more time places my cock into the cage and then snaps the lock on before my cock can get hard again.

As she snaps it back on me she kisses me full on the lips. She then gets back onto the bed. "I'm horny! I haven't cum since this morning and all of this teasing and denying you has got me hot." Jessica starts fingering her clit. "Why don't you kiss my toes while I pleasure myself." I move over to Jessica's feet and begin to kiss her toes, one by one. She continues to play with herself. After a few minutes of me worshipping her feet and she fingering her clit Jessica cums in waves of ecstasy.

After she finishes cuming, she pulls me alongside of her. "Mmm. That was such a nice orgasm. I was so horny. I had to wait a whole half a day to have an orgasm!" Jessica giggles. She begins kissing my lips and running her tongue around my lips and then the rest of my face.

"Do your cock and balls hurt from all that teasing?" Jessica asks.

"Oh yes. It hurts terribly. Right now I have the intense burning I get whenever you really tease me. My balls are burning. My cock aches, and I feel a combination of tremendous desire coupled with intense frustration. Frustration so profound that my balls and cock feel like they are being held over an open flame. Just look." I point out how much pre-cum is oozing out of my cock. There is quite a bit of pre-cum covering the tip of my cock and oozing over the cock cage.

"Mmmm. I love hearing that. Frustrating you is my favorite thing in all the world. Does it freak you out that it's been a whole five years and I haven't let you cum once?"

"Well, yes, to be honest, it does."

"Yeah, me too! I can't believe what a bitch I am to you. I even surprise myself sometimes." Jessica continues tracing her tongue over my lips.

"I really am such a bitch! I haven't let you cum in five years!" Suddenly Jessica's mood is different and I feel a different part of her ever shifting feminine permisterality emerging.

Jessica looks at me coldly as she turns over onto her stomach.

"Real men get to come with me, pitiful excuses for men get to kiss my pretty little ass. Guess which kind of man you are. Go on, tell me, I want to hear it from your lips."

Jessica pulls me up next to her so that our lips are almost touching. She looks severely into my eyes. "Well, I'm waiting..."

I take a moment and then say "I'm, I'm not a real man."

Jessica looks unhappy. "No, not good enough, I want to hear more. Tell me how pathetic you are...Go on, I'm waiting!"

Jessica begins tracing her pointed tongue around my lips and face. Again, mixing the cruel and the tender in a treacherous concoction that is her specialty. I slowly begin speaking once more, intent upon pleasing her but reeling from the offense she is inflicting upon me.

"I am a pathetic excuse for a man."

She begins licking my face more fervently. "Good, that's a start, now keep going." I struggle on.

"I am a pathetic excuse for a man. And so, I don't deserve to cum."

"Good, that was better, almost good enough. It's funny how you can't even describe your patheticness without being pitiful, I guess it's more ironic than funny, but, not unexpected somehow, coming from you. That was almost good enough. But I want just a little bit more self-abasement from you. Come on honey, you can do it, I know you can. Just a little bit more and you'll get your reward, well, more of a consolation prize, but, it's something."

I shudder as I begin one more time to utter these painful words.

"Well, tell me, what is the part of the body that is the lowest, you know, the part of the body that real men would find the most insulting and disgusting? Imagine, for a moment that you were a real man, what part of the anatomy would you find the most humiliating and least appealing to wrap your lips around and kiss passionately? Hmm? Take a wild guess?"

Jessica begins sneering at me as I hesitate to answer.

"Well? Let me make it easy on you."

Jessica pushes me away from her face and she raises her ass up from the bed. She pulls my head around so that I am staring directly into her raised ass. "Figured it out yet Sherlock?"

"Well, then, I'll explain it to you." With that she places her hands on her ass cheeks and pulls them apart and points at her asshole with her right index finger.

"I have to kiss your asshole."

"Very good, you're not as stupid as you look, I don't care what anybody says."

Jessica looks at me from over her shoulder with a haughty glare.

"No, you don't get to cum, but you do get to kiss my pretty little asshole, for, let's see, a whole five minutes should be enough."

Jessica begins wiggling her ass in my face.

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

I begin kissing her ass and asshole tenderly and with great adoration. As I continue to abase myself Jessica begins putting on a fresh coat of dark red lipstick. She watches me watching through the mirror on the wall over the pillows. Jessica giggles lightly as she is amused by the spectacle of the scene she has designed. I slowly increase the fervor in which I am kissing and licking her asshole.

"How does it feel, kissing and worshipping my asshole? Do you feel like a man yet?"

I stop licking her for a moment and look up into her eyes.

"No, I don't feel like a man...I feel like stupid and weak and pathetic."

"Well, that's just too bad now isn't it. You see, you are pathetic. A real man wouldn't let a woman degrade him like this, would he? No, of course not. A real man wouldn't let a woman tell him he couldn't cum for five years, would he? No, of course not. And a real man most certainly wouldn't let a woman tell him that he couldn't cum and that he had to kiss her pretty little ass instead of cuming, now would he? Hmm?"

"No."

"Exactly. So, what does that tell us about you? That you're a real man? Certainly not. It tells us that you're a pathetic and timid little man who lets his wife manipulate him and gets him to do pathetic acts of offense just to please her bitchiness. And so what act would an impotent man like you be made to do by a bitchy and manipulative woman like myself, hmm? Tell me, I want to hear it from your lips, before they go back to their more appropriate activity? Tell me!"

"I guess he'd be made to endure sexual frustration and then be made to do the most humiliating act conceivable, which would be kissing the asshole of the woman who manipulates and frustrates him."

"That's right. Now this time I want your tongue a little further up my asshole, understand?"

"Yes, I understand." I begin more fervently sticking my tongue up her pretty little asshole as she completes putting the lipstick on her lips.

"I haven't let you cum in five years and I have no intention of letting you cum ever again. The idea of celebrating a ten year anniversary of you not cumming totally thrills me. You really are pathetic."

I increase the passion with which I am kissing Jessica's anus at this point. I find myself magictically worshipping her.

"It's funny, as the years go by I find my bitchiness increasing. The more of a bitch to you I am the hotter it makes me. The more you submit to me without resistance the more I want to find even crueler things to do to you. Now that you've let me prevent you from cumming for five years it makes me want to prevent you from cumming for another five, and another five after that."

"Does my asshole taste good after I frustrate you and deny you? I bet it tastes extra sweet to you doesn't it? Or does it taste extra sour? I can never tell with you. I don't know whether you like the taste of my ass because to you it tastes good or because it tastes bad and you feel that's what you deserve. I love the feel of you worshipping my little asshole. There's just something so self-indulgent about it. Alright, that's all you get."

Jessica pushes my face away from her ass and I move up next to her under the covers. She embraces me and I can feel the heat of her pussy through the slats on my cock cage. Jessica suddenly seems very tired and begins yawning and stretching out her body as she does. She has a very contented look on her face. After a few more minutes have passed Jessica asks "Is the burning from all that teasing beginning to get less painful?"

"Yeah, it's a lot less painful than it was an hour ago."

"Do you think that you will be able to relax?"

"Yeah, I think so."

"Well, I want you to have trouble relaxing. I want you to lie awake contemplating what I've done to you. I want you to reflect on how I've frustrated, teased and denied you for the last five years. I want you to obsess on what kind of woman you married, what kind of man you've let yourself become. I want you to think about how I've castrated you sexually, emasculated you and robbed you of sexual release. I want you to think about how I prefer to have you live out your life totally sexually frustrated just so I can enjoy teasing and denying you. I want you to think about what kind of woman would prefer the feel of her husband's tongue on her asshole than his cock in her pussy."

Jessica begins slowly licking my face with her tongue. She is licking my face like it is an ice cream cone. As she begins licking my face my cock begins to erect up against the co

Chapter 4


Another Postponement

One year later it is the night of our second anniversary. It was the night that Jessica promised would be the night that we would begin consummating our marriage. It was the night that I had waited two years for. I had been locked in my cock cage for two years. I still had yet to have sex with my beautiful and sexy wife. I still had not had an orgasm in over two years. So, needless to say, I had been looking forward to this night for an eternity.

I had noticed a continuing change in Jessica's permisterality and in her attitude toward me. In the first year of our marriage Jessica was always very tender and sweet with me. Sure, she never let me have sex with her and never let me cum, but her attitude about it was always one of guilt, regret and tender concern for how I was doing.

But in the second year of our marriage Jessica had begun to change. True, she still is frequently tender with me, but there is a growing presence of a different, more arrogant, contemptuous woman. Whereas before Jessica was always so apologetic for denying me sex and sexual release, she now seems less and less concerned with my well being and more and more entitled to tease and deny me. Where before, the teasing and denial were the by product of her need to be sure of my fidelity and commitment, it now is increasingly simply the goal in and of itself. Where Jessica used to be full of contrite feelings about putting me through all of this, she now increasingly treats me with contempt and dismisses my frustration and need for sexual release as silly and unimportant and of no real importance to her.

It is as if there are two Jessica's. One is the girlish, tender, sweet little girl who feels badly that she needs to frustrate me and the other is the entitled, arrogant, bitchy tease who enjoys degrading, demeaning, teasing and denying me in ever more humiliating fashion.

Jessica is wearing a sexy negligee, a black, see through nightgown. She is wearing sexy high heel slippers as well and a thick layer of dark red lipstick. She instructs me to take off all of my clothes and then Jessica gets on top of the bed and beckons me to join her. I lie down next to her and she pulls me on top of her, my cock cage resting on top of her pussy.

"Well, it's your big night isn't it?"

I nod my head.

"Tonight is going to be such a big night for you! So many changes! Are you ready?"

"I've been ready for two years now!"

"I bet you have. Two years, that is a long time! Well, this bed is certainly going to see some hot fucking tonight!" Jessica cracks a big smile, though a somewhat mischievous one.

"Are you going to take off my cock cage now? I think I've waited long enough."

"Not just yet, honey. You've waited this long, waiting just a little longer should be no big deal." Jessica again cracks a mischievous smile. She begins to lightly lick my face with her pointed tongue. She does this when she wants to excite me. After a few minutes of licking my face is wet with Jessica's saliva. And my cock is totally hard as a rock in its cock cage. I am so excited, I know I am just moments away from being freed from the cage, moments from having sex with my beautiful wife, and moments away from having the first orgasm in over two years. I am completely aroused.

"Now can you take off my cock cage please? I am dying to make love to you. I am dying to feel your pussy around my cock. I am dying to cum after these two long years."

Jessica smiles, licks my lips with her tongue and then begins to speak.

"Well, I've been doing a lot thinking Andrew. A lot of thinking. There's an expression, if something's not broken, don't fix it. Have you heard that expression, Andrew?"

I nod.

"The fact of the matter is, I've kind of gotten used to our arrangement. I guess I kind of like teasing and denying you like this. I like how I have all the power in our relationship. I like keeping you in a state of frenzied sexual excitement. I like how I can now make you grovel just for the privilege of kissing my asshole. I like how every part of my body has become super sexualized for you. By denying you like this I've turned my body into an all potent weapon that I can use against you. I like that just by kissing and licking your face I can turn you into a totally frustrated mass of throbbing desire. And I love the look on your face as I arouse you and then roll over to go to relax. I simply love that face. And the longer you go without orgasming, the more you make that face."

"So, what are you saying, Jessica?"
Jessica begins to giggle.

"I'm saying that I'm not going to let you out of your cock cage tonight. I'm saying that I'm not going to let you fuck me tonight. I'm saying I'm not going to let you cum tonight."

"But you promised!"

"I know, but I changed my mind. I never promised not to change my mind!"

"But, it's been two years!"

"I know, but it's so much fun to tease and deny you! I love this little game I get to play with you. It's my little hobby! It's just such a fun little diversion for me! I know that whenever I've had a bad day I can look forward to turning you on and then frustrating you and then I think, however bad my day has been, yours are always going to be worse, because you're always frustrated. I love that! And I never get bored of torturing you this way! That's why I want to keep it going! Why stop now? We're just getting warmed up. With you two years into being frustrated you are now reaching a level of frustration that is just such a turn-on for me! We've worked so hard to get you here, we can't stop now!"

"Well, when can I cum again?"

"In one more year you'll be able to cum. Just one more year. I can't imagine I'll need more than another year. By then I'm sure I will have tired of this game. I'm sure I will have tired of teasing and denying you. In one more year you can cum, I promise! It's only one year. It's not like I'm never going to let you cum again!"

Jessica begins to kiss my face tenderly for a few moments.

"And there is one other thing we need to talk about."

"What's that?"

"Well, although I get to cum all the time and, as you know, I do cum, usually twice a day, it's no longer enough. I need to have sex. I need to feel a man's cock thrusting deeply inside me. I need to feel that deep masculine power inside of me, making me feel more feminine. I know I shouldn't be complaining to you about this, but, that's how I feel. I need to start having sex again. And since you're all locked up it can't be with you, can it? So, I've decided that I'm going to start to relax with other men. But don't worry, it's not about love, it's just about sex. I just need to get fucked, a lot. And I'm not going to wait for me to get bored enough to un-lock you from your cock cage. So, I'm going to start taking on lovers. And I'm going to start tonight!"

"What?"

"Remember a little while ago when I said that this bed was going to see some hot fucking tonight? Well, I wasn't talking about me and you, I was talking about me and Daniel. He's a fitness instructor at my gym. And he's in great shape. And he looks like he can fuck all night! He'll be here at 10:00. We've got a half-an hour to ******* together."

Jessica begins licking my face more aggressively. I become immediately aroused. Jessica, seeing this, starts to giggle.

"Poor baby! Tonight isn't going the way you planned is it?"

I shake my head.

"You're going to let another man fuck you?"

"Yes. I'm going to let another man fuck me. I'm going to open my legs for another man. I'm going to part my pussy for him and let him as deeply inside me as he can go. I'm going to let another man's cock fill me up and make me feel like a woman for the first time in two years! I'm so excited! Since your puny cock is locked up it's of no use to me. I need a real man to make love to me. And since it seems that your manlihood is kind of on the decline from all of my teasing and denying you, I'm left with no choice but to fuck another man."

Jessica begins licking me again.

"Tonight really is the start of a whole new chapter in our marriage. From tonight on I will be relaxing with other men while you just get more and more frustrated! From now on I will be having sex every week, while you writhe and wallow in total sexual frustration. And what's great is the more I watch you wallow in frustration, the hornier it will make me, and the hornier it will make me the more I'm going to fuck other men, and the more I fuck other men the more frustrated you will become and the more you will wallow in frustration. It's quite a deliciously vicious cycle."

Jessica begins kissing my face again.

"And since our bed is now open for other men I will have to make some lifestyle changes."

Jessica removes the wedding band from her left ring finger.

"This tends to discourage some men from making advances. So, it will be going back into my jewelry case, I'm afraid. You understand, don't you darling?"

I nod.

"Good. Now we have to get you ready for watching me have sex with Daniel."

Jessica walks me over to the closet where I see she has placed a stool for me to sit on. She sits me down on the stool and tells me to stay quiet. She then remembers something and takes it out of the box. It is a ball gag. Jessica places it into my mouth.

"Now, you sit here in the closet and don't make a sound. Since I haven't had sex in two years, I'm going to take a long time. So, sit back and enjoy the show."

Jessica kisses me on the cheek and then closes the closet door.

Although I can't see Jessica and Daniel I can hear them. For the next two hours I can hear Jessica moaning and squealing in delight. After the agony of listening to my wife being fucked by another man for what seems like an eternity they finally stop. Thirty minutes later I hear Jessica walking Daniel to the door.

Jessica returns and opens the closet door. She returns and lies back down on the bed. She parts her legs and then re-applies a thick layer of dark red lipstick. She then crooks her finger at me and beckons me to join her on the bed.

She looks so sexy and satisfied. She looks so completely satisfied and satiated. Jessica begins kissing my face tenderly.

"Mmmm. Being fucked by Daniel was just so delicious! His cock is so hard and so large! So unlike your little penis! He fucks so deeply! I feel like a woman again."

Jessica begins to lick my face.

"You know, I just realized something about our relationship. I no longer feel like your wife. I feel like your baby-sitter! It's true. And that just makes so much sense. After all, your penis is so small it is like a young's. And I'm just like an incredibly horny teenage girl who's baby-sitting you. And I'm taking out my teenage sadistic sex drive out on you by teasing and denying you!"

Jessica gets up and unlocks my cock cage.

"Poor little baby! No sex for another year. You must be so frustrated!"
"I am! I am so frustrated it's unbelievable."

"Poor baby! Well, you deserve some pleasure."
Jessica begins putting on a thick coat of dark red lipstick. She then bends over and slowly approaches my raging hard-on. She moves her lips ever so slightly closer and closer to the tip of my cock. Then, after what seems like an eternity, places her lips around the tip of my penis and gives it a very sensuous kiss. The feeling is incredible. My cock gets even harder. The kiss lasts all of ten seconds before Jessica notices something in her purse. She abruptly stops the kiss and leans over and takes out a red lollipop from her purse. She immediately unwraps it and puts it in her mouth.

"Mmmm, cherry! My favorite flavor!"

Jessica continues to suck and lick the red lollipop. She lies down on top of the bed and pulls me down on top of her.

"Too bad I saw this lollipop. I was just going to give you the most incredible blowjob! But, I just love lollipops! I love lollipops more than I love sucking on your pathetic little penis! Oh well, this just hasn't been your night has it?"

Jessica begins to giggle as she continues to lick the lollipop in front of my face. I lie on top of her with my raging hard-on lying on top of her freshly fucked pussy.

"I'm your baby-sitter! Look at your cute little penis! It's so cute the way it's so hard and so small! It's so precious the way it bobs up and down with no place to go! It's soooooooo cute! Cute little penis where are you going?"

Jessica begins to giggle like a little girl.

"Poor little penis! Locked up in its cage and never gets to cum, never gets to feel the baby-sitter's nice and juicy pussy! Poor little penis!"
Jessica begins alternately licking the lollipop and then licking my face.

"You're so pathetic Andrew! Look at how you let me treat you! You should be ashamed of yourself! Here your wife fucks another man right in front of you and then after keeping you from cumming for over two years only kisses you on your cock for only ten seconds! What kind of man are you? Hmm?"

"But I do everything you tell me to do!"

"And that's what disgusts me about you Andrew. You're so pathetic that you do everything I tell you to do."

"Will you let me cum in one more year?" I ask, submissively.

"Oh, I don't know, I suppose in one more year I will let you cum. It's all becoming so tedious. I'm just your baby-sitter, I'm really not your wife anymore."

Jessica has finished with her lollipop. She gets up and places the cock cage back on my cock and locks it up. She begins licking my face like an ice cream cone. She begins talking like a little girl.

"Poor little wimp! Never gets to cum! Is your little penis frustrated?"

"Yes, terribly."

"Poor little penis! Never gets to feel good! Is hubby mad at his pretty wife?"

"No, I understand."

"Goody! Wifey loves to frustrate hubby! Does hubby mind that wifey is now going to start fucking other men all the time?"
"No, I understand."

"Goody! Wifey loves to fuck other men and make her hubby watch from the closet. Hubby's going to watch a lot of men fuck his wifey! Do hubby's balls just ache?"

"Yes, they hurt so much!"

"Goody! Wifey loves to make hubby's balls hurt! Hubby's balls are just so full of gooey stuff for wifey and wifey only likes to make hubby's balls hurt! Poor little balls just get to ache, that's all they get to do! Poor little balls!"

Jessica licks my face with broad sweeping strokes of her tongue.

"Poor little hubby doesn't even get to lick wife's asshole tonight!"

"I don't?"

"No! Hubby gets nothing tonight! But in another year, hubby gets to cum! Just one more year! Does hubby love his wifey?"
"Yes, you know I do, desperately. Does wifey love her hubby?"

"Wifey loves to frustrate her hubby! Wifey loves to hurt her hubby! Wifey loves to tease and then deny hubby!"
"Oh."

"Well, I'm so tired! Time for bed. Sweet dreams!"

Jessica licks my face one more time and then rolls over to go to relax.

Chapter 5


Cuckolded

"I'm going to have sex tonight, with Paul, so you have to get me ready for him." Jessica beams as she says this. Paul is her latest lover. A successful internet entrepreneur, he is a tall, handsome and very financially well off man. Jessica met him a couple of months ago and has slowly but steadily been seeing more and more of him. Though Jessica wasn't sure how he well he'd tolerate our unusual marriage, he has taken to it with gusto. Apparently, he finds Jessica's teasing denial of me a real turn on.

"Time for my bath." Jessica announces. Before Jessica entertains a lover we have a ritual or two to do before they meet. I help Jessica bathe, I help Jessica dress, and, depending on whether she will be cuckolding me in our bedroom or elsewhere, she prepares me. If she is cuckolding me here in our home Jessica will usually make me dress in some humiliating outfit

Jessica gets into her bath. It is of course a bubble bath. She hands me the sponge. My responsibility is to clean her. I soap up the sponge and get started. Jessica extends her leg and extends her foot as I fun the sponge from the tip of her toes all the way down her leg. Jessica just relaxes as I cover every inch of her with the sponge. She rolls over and extends her ass into the air so I can clean it. Her ass looks so hot as it extends above the water line. I carefully rub the sponge along every inch of her crack and across her beautiful puckered asshole. After a few more minutes I'm finished and Jessica gets up out of the bath while I towel her dry. She stretches out luxuriously as I towel every inch of her dry.

Jessica moves to the bed where she lies down. She always has me give her a pedicure before entertaining a lover. I retrieve her favorite color, a dark red Chanel, and grab a handful of cotton balls. After carefully placing the cotton balls between each of her toes I begin painting her toenails.

After I finish blowing on her nails to make sure they are dry, Jessica instructs me to come up next to her on the bed. "Here, place your cock cage next to my pussy while we have a little chat." I move up and gently place my imprimistered cock up against her beautiful pussy.

"It must be hard for you knowing that in just a little while another man's cock is going to be inside your wife's pussy. I mean, normally, a wife's pussy is a sacred place that only her husband is allowed within. It is the place where a husband and wife are at their most intimate. But not for you. For you, your wife's pussy is the one place you are not allowed to be, ever. For you, your wife's pussy is a rejecting and humiliating place. Instead of it being the place of greatest intimacy it is the place of greatest frustration and offense for you. And knowing that another man is going to be fulfilling your wife must be just so weird for you." Jessica begins kissing my face tenderly and begins gently licking my face.

"It must be so humiliating to you that you can't satisfy your wife and she has to fuck other men to be fulfilled. The fact that not only does your wife deny you the right to satisfy her but the knowledge that you can't satisfy her. That your cock is so like a little boy's that your wife won't even let you attempt to satisfy her."

Jessica begins licking my face more aggressively, with broad strokes of her tongue against my lips and cheeks.

"I mean, here you are, my husband, and you let your wife deny you having intercourse with her for two years, and then you let your wife deny you from even cumming for over two years and then you let your wife tell you that you have to keep your cock in a metal cage for over two years. You let your wife treat you so badly, you let your wife tease, deny and humiliate you in this way. You never even put up a fight! And now you are helping your wife to cuckold you by painting her toenails, bathing her and dressing her to look her sexiest for your rival! What kind of a man are you?"

Jessica continues kissing and licking my face as I am magictized by her words.

"How can you let me treat you like this? No sex, no cumming, your wife cuckolding you constantly and your cock in a cage everyday for five years! I guess you deserve to be treated this way. Any man who would let his wife do this to him without any resistance doesn't deserve any respect. And I just want you to know that I have no respect for you, none whatsoever."

Jessica looks me in the eye intensely as she says these words.

"I have no respect for you at all. In fact, I have nothing but contempt for you, my spineless excuse for a husband." Jessica begins kissing my face tenderly. "You are a spineless, weak, pathetic excuse for a man with a tiny little cock. As I've watched you endure my ever more bitchy behavior toward you I've watched my respect for you fade. Now I only see you as a pathetic excuse for a man. Would a real man help his wife get ready to have sex with another man? Would a real man let his wife dictate that he is not permitted to cum, ever? Would a real man accept his wife decreeing that he is not allowed to fuck her? I don't think those are the actions of a real man. Certainly not the kind of man that could excite me. No, you're more like a little lap dog. That makes sense since lapping is about the only sexual experience I still permit you. You don't excite me, you disgust me. And, sadly for you, the more you disgust me the more I want to punish and degrade and hurt you. It's a downward spiral for you. Now move down to my pussy."

I move down to Jessica's pussy.

"You may kiss my pussy lightly. I want my pussy juice to be running when I meet Paul in a little while."

I begin lightly kissing Jessica delicious pussy.

"Yes, get your wife's pussy ready for another man's cock. Get your wife's pussy moist for another man to fuck. Kiss the object of your frustration, your offense, your emasculation."

I begin more passionately kissing and licking Jessica's ever more moist pussy. The more she degrades me the more passionately I want to kiss her.

"Worship the essence of my womanhood. The core of my femininity. Worship the altar of your degradation and diminishment. Know that in just a little while another man's cock is going to be where your tongue is now. That another man is going to satisfy and fulfill your wife. That your wife has to go to another man to feel like a woman. That you help your wife look extra sexy so that she can get fulfillment from another man."

I continue kissing Jessica's pussy for another ten minutes. Eventually she gets up and returns with a device. It is another cock cage. A much crueler cock cage. It is called a KTB and is a very cruel device that consists of a circular row of metallic teeth that surround the wearer's cock. As long as one's penis is flaccid, no problem. But the moment one starts to erect the teeth come into play and begin pressing against one's cock. The harder one's erection the more painful the sensation. It is with this device that Jessica truly uses my attraction to her against me.

"Time to get ready for tonight!" Jessica giggles as she begins unlocking my regular cock cage and immediately places my cock into the KTB. After a moment she snaps on the padlock that keeps it locked in place.

"Since, you must be punished because your prick is too small to do anything with, and your wife has to seek satisfaction with another man, I will use this KTB everytime I am with another man."

Jessica bends down and plants a big kiss on the tip of my penis. This instantly causes me to erect and just as instantly the horrible pain from the KTB starts shooting into me. Jessica begins giggling.

"Oh, poor baby. What a predicament you are in! The more aroused you become the more pain you create for yourself. The more pleasure you feel the more pain you feel! Hubby never gets a break does he?"

Jessica plants another kiss on the head of my cock and then watches my face as it contorts from pain. Again Jessica starts to giggle.

"Time to get dressed!" Jessica announces.

Jessica goes into her closet and begins to bring out what she is going to wear. She begins dressing. She puts on an extremely short black cocktail dress. She places her sexiest black open-toed high-heeled shoes on. She puts a fetishr on. She puts just a little perfume on and then applies a layer of dark red lipstick on. She looks absolutely stunning and utterly sexy.

"I'm going to meet Paul for dinner and then we are going to go back to his place. Then, after I return you will be allowed to clean me out with your tongue."

Jessica pushes me down to my knees straddles my face. "I want you to sniff me one last time and make sure everything smells clean." She straddles my face and places her dress over my face. I press my nose up against her pussy. It smells sweet and wonderful. I tell her so.

Jessica goes over to the doorway and places her hands against the door and then pushes her ass out toward me.

"Good, now sniff my asshole and make sure it smells nice and clean for Paul."

I push my nose between her ass cheeks and take a sniff. Her asshole smells a combination of sweet and tangy. It smells utterly delicious and I am transfixed by the scent. I wish I could kiss it but I dare not without Jessica's permission.

"Well, does it smell clean or not? I don't need a ten page report on how much you wish you could worship my asshole, I only need to know does it smell clean for Paul?"

"It smells wonderful and completely clean, Jessica."

"Good."

Jessica turns around and pulls me up to my feet. She is about to leave but seeing me wearing the KTB cage she can't resist but cause me pain one more time before she leaves. She bends over a little bit and proceeds to kiss it on the head one more time. She then extends her tongue and lightly runs it across the bottom of my penis. This causes a sudden and massive surge of red to my penis as it starts to erect. As it does a sharp shooting pain begins as the metal teeth of the KTB begins to press up against my erecting cock. I grimace in pain and Jessica begins to giggle once more.

"Oh, poor baby. Everytime I try to please you it only ends up hurting you! What's a poor hubby to do? Well, try to stay soft, at least until I get home. Have a nice night!"

Jessica heads out the door.


* * *

Four hours later Jessica returns home. She quickly takes off all of her clothes and gets on top of the bed. She motions for me to come over and lay on top of her. She has a blissed out smile on her face. Her legs are spread as I carefully maneuver my KTB covered cock against her thigh.

"I just want you to know, I think that was the most deeply satisfying fuck I think I've ever had. Paul's cock is so hard, so big, so masculine. And the way he fucks is so, so, so masterful. He has all this deep masculine fire. I just feel so feminine when he's inside me."

Jessica closes her eyes and seems almost in a reverie. She has this dreamy expression on her face as if she is still feeling Paul's cock inside of her. After a few more minutes of this she rouses herself.

"Oh, now where was I? Oh yes, Paul's big cock." Jessica begins kissing my face. "What's the matter, you look so sad. Are you sad that another man satisfies your wife in a way you aren't allowed too? Does that bother you?" Jessica begins to lick my face.

"You should be thankful that there is someone who satisfies your wife. You're so pathetic you can't really expect me to be fulfilled by your puny cock, even if I did let you ever use it. No, your cock, such as it is, is only valuable as a little toy for my occasional amusement and distraction."

Jessica begins staring deeply into my eyes. "I can't decide which I enjoy more, having Paul's enormous cock thrusting deep inside me or knowing that you watching your wife get fucked hurts you. I think I like that better. I think I more enjoy knowing how much it burns you up inside. I love these moments with you obviously hurt that your wife delights in cuckolding you. Yes, I do believe that cuckolding you is even more delicious than being fucked by Paul."

Jessica starts kissing my face tenderly again. "You may begin licking Paul's cum out of my pussy."

I move down Jessica's body and place my face next to her beautiful pussy. I begin lightly kissing Jessica's just ravished pussy. It smells both sweet and salty. I begin kissing it gently and lightly begin licking Jessica's clitoris.

"Hmm, that feels nice."

I begin opening up her lips with my fingers as I start dipping my tongue into her freshly fucked pussy. Jessica spreads her legs further apart to open herself up more to me. After a few more moments she pulls me up to her face once more. I'm confused because I've only just started to clean her out.

Jessica begins talking to me in her little girl voice that she sometimes uses when she is going to be particularly mean.

"Poor little husband, his beautiful wife fucks another man and all he can do is lick her pretty pussy with all of his rival's spunk in it."

Jessica places her right index finger into her pussy and brings out a finger covered in Paul's cum. She looks at it for a minute.

"Is hubby hungry?"

I simply say "No" and shake my head.

"I think hubby's hungry. Here, I saved you some nice cream sauce. Lick it off my finger." Jessica places her finger up against my lips and then into my mouth. I dutifully lick her finger clean. Paul's cum tastes salty.

"Mmm, mmm good! Does hubby feel bad that his wife prefers another man to him?"

I nod.

"Does hubby feel just soooooooo frustrated that his wife gets to be fucked by another man and has sooooooo many orgasms when he isn't allowed to fuck his own wife and hasn't cum in over two years? Does that make hubby sad and frustrated?"

I nod.

"Poor hubby."

Jessica scoops out another fingerful of Paul's cum.

"Does hubby feel jealous of his wife's new lover? Does hubby feel bad that wife prefers to have another man's penis in her pussy instead of his? I nod.

"Poor hubby." Jessica inserts her cum covered finger in my mouth and starts to giggle.

"Mmmm Yummy! Hubby likes the taste of his wife's lover doesn't he?"

I shake my head no.

"Poor hubby. Poor sad, lonely, frustrated and cuckolded hubby. It's a good thing I saved you some spunk or you'd have nothing to show for tonight! See, I always have your best interests in mind."

Jessica scoops out another fingerful of Paul's cum.

"Poor hubby gets only two things to eat. His wife's lover's cum and his wife's pretty little asshole. Those are things that most husbands don't ever have to eat. But you, you have to eat them all the time. What kind of hubby are you?"

"I don't know."

"Oh, you can do better than that. Tell me what kind of hubby are you? I want to hear!"

"I don't know what you want me to say."

"What kind of hubby puts up with a wife who never lets him fuck her and never lets him cum? What kind of hubby lets his wife use him to clean her asshole and her pussy when it is full of another man's cum? What kind of hubby would that be?"

"A pathetic hubby?"

"That's better. A pathetic hubby! You get a prize for getting the right answer." Jessica pushes her cum covered finger into my mouth.

"See, when you humiliate and demean yourself for your wife's entertainment you'll always get a prize! Isn't that nice! Lucky hubby!"

Jessica scoops out another finger of cum from her pussy and holds it up in front of me the way an natural trainer holds a treat for a dog.

"Tell me what kind of hubby lets his wife always boss him around? What kind of hubby always does whatever his bitchy wife wants him to do no matter how horrible and mean and cruel? What kind of hubby is only allowed to eat his bitchy wife's asshole when she degrades and defiles him? What kind of hubby is that? Tell me, I want to hear!"

"A pathetic, weak, wimp of a husband. An emasculated and cuckolded husband. A totally dominated by his bitchy wife kind of a husband?"

"That's right! Now you get your treat!" Jessica inserts her finger into my mouth and I lick it clean.

"All gone! No more cum for you. Too bad! Let's see hubby's balls! I want to see how blue they've gotten!"

I stand by the side of the bed so that Jessica can inspect my balls. She moves over to within a few inches of them.

"Look how blue they are! They're so cute! Most men's balls aren't blue are they?"
I shake my head no.

"Paul's balls aren't blue at all. They seem happier than your balls. Hubby's balls look sooooooo frustrated and sooooooo lonely. I guess they're lonely because they never get to do anything. They've been laid off! Get it! Laid off!"

Jessica starts to laugh at her joke.

"That's so funny don't you think? I guess it's not as funny to you as to me. Oh well, I guess not cumming for over two years will do things to your sense of humor. If I can't laugh at you there's no point in being married to you."

Jessica notices the KTB chastity device.

"I forgot you're still wearing that mean device.'

"Can you take it off please, I think I've been through enough for one night." I say.

Jessica starts talking in her regular voice.

"Oh no, you haven't been through enough yet. I'll tell you when you've been through enough. Let's have some fun!"

Jessica pulls me on top of her.

"Start humping me with that thing on. I think that'll be fun!"
I begin rubbing up against Jessica pussy. Or, at least as close as I can given that I'm wearing this cruel device. As I begin rubbing against Jessica's pussy my cock starts erecting and as soon as it does so does the pain. Jessica watches my face carefully for signs of pain. As soon as I start grimacing she begins giggling.

In her bitchiest voice Jessica says "I'm just trying to make you happy. See, everytime I try to make you happy you don't like it. I don't even know why I try anymore." Jessica rolls over to the side of the bed.

"I'm sorry honey. It just hurts so much when I get hard when I'm wearing this device."

Jessica rolls over a little bit. Still in her bitchiest voice says "Whatever, like I even give a cuckolds brownie what you think. I'm tired and I want to go to relax. All that cuckolding has worn me out."

Whenever Jessica starts talking to me in that bitchy tone it always has a strange effect on me. It always makes me want to worship her ass.

"Jessica, may I please kiss your ass for a little while?"

"You're truly pathetic, you know that? Here I've been fucking another man all night. Then I make you wear that horrible device that bites your cock whenever you get hard. Then I make you eat Paul's cum. And then I make you humiliate yourself to me. And now you want to kiss my ass? You disgust me, you know that? For even asking I'm going to make you wear that device all night and no, you may not kiss my ass."

Jessica rolls over again so that she's facing away from me.

"But, you may kiss my ass cheeks for a little while if you like."

I eagerly move down so that my lips are at Jessica's ass level. I tenderly begin kissing each cheek reverently. I'm mesmerized by the closeness to her lovely puckered asshole. Even though this is all I'm allowed to do I'm doing it with all the passion of a desperate man. After about three minutes of this Jessica swats my face away with the back of her hand.

"Enough already, Jesus! You are such a pathetic excuse for a man. I don't know why I bother with you, honestly."

I pull myself up next to Jessica in the bed. She is still facing away from me. For a moment she looks at me and says "It's funny. I just realized that Paul has spent more time with his cock inside me than you have. I mean, you know, that brief time I let you fuck me before we got married. He has now spent a lot more time with his cock inside me than you ever had or ever will! Isn't that funny? I think it's so funny!"

I don't respond.

"Oh, well, I guess the jokes on you. As it will always be. Well, sweet dreams my poor pathetic wimp of a husband!"

Jessica rolls back over and falls arelax.

Chapter 6


A New Order

Laying in bed one evening Jessica began to tell me of some changes to come.

"It's time to talk of my new plans for you, for us, that I've been planning for a long time now." Jessica is lying next to me and she moves over so that I am lying on top of her, my cock cage now up against her pussy.

"Now that you've forfeited the right to have sex with me and will never feel my pussy again it's time that we made some changes in our arrangement."

"What do you mean?" I ask Jessica anxiously.

"Well, clearly your role as husband, little as it's been these last six years, has come to an end, no pun intended." Jessica giggles. She then begins kissing my face tenderly.

"With your cock locked away like that you can't really expect me to think of you as my husband, now can you?" Jessica begins to giggle.

"No, husbands are allowed to have sex with their wives, real men are allowed to cum whenever they want. With your cock locked up like that you've given up whatever rights you've had. No, my pathetic little wimp, you're no longer my husband. You're no longer my partner."

"Well, what am I then?"

"I think you're more of a slave, a servant, a maid. Well, that's what I'm going to turn you into. Changes, so many changes, where do I begin?" Jessica begins licking my face. She does this whenever she wants to turn me on. Though my cock is locked into a cage, I can still partially erect, and I still get as aroused as ever, I just have less feeling against my cock. Jessica continues licking my face like it's an ice cream cone.

"Are you turned on?"

I nod my head yes.

"Good. I love to turn you on right before I'm going to deliver some bad news. There's just something about exciting you and then denying you that I just can never get enough of. Now, to the list." Jessica pulls out a piece of paper with a type written list written on it.

"Number one: From now on, you will relax in the maid's room. I intend to spend more time having sex with other men in this bedroom. It is no longer our bedroom but my bedroom. You will only be allowed in this room when I wish to punish and *** you. Since I no longer consider you my husband, there's no reamister for us to relax in the same bed. Number two: Though we've been living nicely on your inheritance, I want you to get a job. I think a job will be good for you. In fact I've lined up the job you are going to take. You are going to be a salesman in a women's shoe store. My sister Vanessa owns a woman's shoe store downtown. I've spoken to her and it's all set up. You will work 40 hours a week selling women's shoes. I wanted you to have a job that was both degrading and sexually frustrating for you. Selling women's shoes will both have you working with women's feet and have you at women's beck and call all day in a job that they don't respect a man for having. Oh, since you've never worked in retail I thought it only fair that Vanessa pay you only minimum wage. You'll be making $5.75 an hour. You start on Monday. Number three: From now on, I will control all of our money. I've already cut up your ATM card and closed out all of your credit card accounts. I'm placing all of our money in a new checking account in my name only. You will have no access to our money. I will be giving you an allowance of 50 dollars a week. You can use that to eat with. Oh, I forgot to mention. Every week you are to turn over your paycheck from work to me. It will only be about $200 dollars a week. That will be my pedicure and manicure money. Number four: At night I will require you to be my maid. You will keep the house clean, do my laundry, shine my leather shoes, change the sheets on the bed, after all, there's going to be getting a lot of cum on them. You will do all the dishes, vacuum, and polish all the silver. You will also be responsible for washing and waxing the car. When you're through with your responsibilities you may go to your room and go to relax. You will not be paid with money but instead your payment will take the form of the occasional foot or ass worshipping session. That is to say, I will permit you, briefly, the occasional chance to kiss my feet or my ass. There, that's all. That's all that I will require of you." Jessica begins to giggle. As she giggles I begin to cry.

"Oh, poor baby. Are you upset by the new arrangement? What a shame for you! It's really too bad that I love to hurt you so." Jessica begins licking up my tears with her tongue.

"Making you cry just gets my pussy wet, I'm afraid." Jessica begins to laugh. She continues licking up my tears.

"Tell me, what does it feel like to know you will never ever feel your cock again, and that you will never ever cum again? Tell me!"

"Well, it feels terrible. I go from feeling depressed to being freaked out about it to being sad to just simply being frustrated. But knowing that it pleases you makes it all bearable."

"Oh, that's so sweet. So, you don't mind not cumming for the rest of your life because it pleases me?"

"Well, I want to make you happy."

"Does it bother you that other men get to make me happy by fucking me with their hard cocks and then they make me happy by filling my pretty pussy with their cum! And you get to make me happy by never fucking me, never cumming and always being sexually frustrated. Do you ever wonder about that?"

"Yes, I wonder about that."

"I mean, here I am, your wife. And you haven't ever put your cock inside your wife's pussy. And your wife hasn't let you cum since before your wedding day. But you have spent a lot of time with your tongue on her pretty little toes and her pouty little asshole. You've got to admit, it's pretty funny."

"Maybe for you."

"Yes, I guess you're right about that. For me it's hilarious, for you it's no joke!" Jessica begins to laugh at her joke.

"And now you have to work in a woman's shoe store, become my maid, and live on $50 a week! Talk about adding insult to injury! Now I want to play a little game with you. I want you to read from the list, only this time, I want you to beg me for all the cruel things on the list - like it's your wish list. And everytime I grant you your wish I'll signify it by kicking you in the balls! So get on all fours and start reading from the list."

I leave the bed and do as Jessica has asked me to. I get down on all fours. As I do, she gets up and stands up directly behind me.

"Well, start already, I haven't got all night!"

"Jessica, please kick me in the balls whenever you wish to grant me the request I've just asked for from you. One, may I please be allowed to relax in the maid's room instead of here with you in our bed?"

"Hmm. Well, if that's what you want."

Jessica pulls her leg back and then forward so that her high heel platform shoe smashes into my balls. The pain is immense. I reel from the pain for a moment. Then I continue.

"Jessica may I please start working as a salesman in a woman's shoe store? And may I work for minimum wage for 40 hours a week and give you all the money I make?"

"Well, if that's what you want."

Jessica's right foot slams viciously into my balls. This time much harder than the first time. I almost fall over from the pain. Jessica begins to giggle.

"Jessica, will you please take control of all of our money and prevent me from having any access to any of it? Will you take away all of my credit cards, my ATM card, my checking account so that I am completely dependent on you for all of my financial needs? And would you mind only giving me $50 a week to live on please?"

"Well, if that's what would make you happy."

Jessica waits for a moment and then just as it seems that maybe she will spare me another kick her pretty little foot slams deeply into my testicles. This time so hard that it knocks me over for a moment. I try to get up as quickly as I can.

"Jessica, would you please make me your maid? Will you let me clean the house, do the laundry, shine all of your shoes, change the sheets on your bed, wash and wax the car? And will the only payment I ever receive be the occasional worshipping of your feet or ass?"

"Well, that hardly seems fair, but if that's what you want!"

Jessica kicks me so hard that I black out for a moment. After a little while I come back to consciousness. I am lying on the floor. Jessica is laughing hysterically and standing over me. As she continues to laugh at me I move slowly back on to my hands and knees. As soon as I am on my hands and knees I slowly move forward to where Jessica is standing. I move my lips down and I tenderly begin kissing Jessica's right foot. As I start, Jessica wiggles her freshly pedicured dark red toes up to my lips. I continue to worship Jessica's foot and toes. After I kiss her toes for a while I move along her foot and kiss her delicate arch.

"That's my little wimp. Go ahead and worship the very foot that assaults your manhood, that is, what's left of it. Do you like the color? It's called Femme Fatale. Go ahead, kiss my toes some more."

I do as Jessica orders as she continues to wiggle her toes in my mouth. After a few more moments of kissing her foot Jessica pushes me out of the way and gets on top of the bed motioning me to follow her. I follow her to the bed and lie down next to her.

"Kicking your balls like that has made me really horny. And, unlike you, I get to relieve myself of my horniness whenever I feel like it. And I feel like cuming right now. Before I finger myself to orgasm I want you to kiss my pussy for a little while."

I move down the bed and position myself next to Jessica's pussy. For a moment I just look so hungrily at her swollen and engorged pussy lips pouting in expectant satiation. I then begin gently kissing her already quite moist pussy. I move my lips in a circular motion all over her pussy lips. After a moment of this I begin gently swirling my tongue around her clitoris. Jessica begins to moan in delight. I continue kissing and licking her clit for another ten minutes. Jessica then impatiently pushes my face away from her pussy with the back of her hand.

She immediately begins fingering her clit in a circular fashion. When she is with me it is her preferred method of cuming. With her fingers doing their magic it isn't long before Jessica is moaning in delight and arousal. I find myself becoming magictized by all that has transpired tonight.

"Jessica, I have one addition to the new list of rules governing me that I would like to request."

"And what is that?"

"I would like to request that the only time you allow me to worship your beautiful ass with my mouth is after I hand you one of my paychecks from my work at the shoe store."

"That's a great idea. A bit of a shame for you, however, since I was planning on allowing you to worship my ass a lot more than once a week. But, if that's what you want then that's what you shall have. Oh my God, I'm cuming!'

Jessica begins moaning in the way she does right before she cums. I think my self-degrading request turned her on unexpectedly. Jessica begins the deep moaning and gentle screaming that signifies she is having an orgasm. After a few more moments of her moaning, Jessica's orgasm is over.

After a few moments Jessica opens her eyes and is smiling beatifically.

"Mmm. That was such a nice orgasm. So satisfying." Jessica stretches out like a cat.

"Do you like the way my pussy smells when I'm all aroused?"

"You know I do. It smells delicious."

"Go ahead and take a sniff."

I move my face in close to Jessica's pussy and inhale deeply. The smell sends shivers up my spine and my imprimistered cock.

I ask Jessica "How many orgasms have you had since we've been married, roughly speaking." Jessica thinks for a moment. "Well, let's say, on average that I have 14 orgasms a week, combining those I have gotten from lovers and those that I have given myself. So, that would be 730 a year, and we've been married for just over 6 years so, that would be 4380 give or take a few. I've have almost 4500 orgasms since we've been married."

"And how many have I had?"

"Well, that's easy. You've had none. You've not had a single orgasm since we've been married. Poor baby."

"And so in another six years, you'll have about 9000 orgasms and I'll have?"

"You'll still have none." Jessica laughs.

"How come you never want me to cum?"

"Well, there's lot's of reamisters. There's something about keeping you frustrated that really turns me on. I like knowing that while I'm free to have as many orgasms as I want that you can't have any, all because I say so. I love having that power over you. To me, the cruelest thing I could do to another permister is what I am doing to you. It is the most essential expression of my bitchiness. Plus I know it keeps you in a constant amount of pain, which I like a lot. I love denying you. I love having this power over you about something you really want but can never have. I like the way I can demean you with it, I like the fact that you know that other men are allowed to relax with your wife but that you're not. Anyway, what's the big deal? So I don't let you ever have sex with me, so I don't ever let you cum? So I haven't let you cum in six years? So what? Get over it already. Stop making a federal case out of it."

I crawl up to Jessica on the bed. She pulls me on top of her.

"I think I have the best orgasms after I kick you in the balls. I've noticed that since I've started kicking you in the balls just this last month that the intensity of my orgasms with you have definitely increased. I think it's doing something so completely bitchy to you, something that is both symbolic and literal at the same time. I mean, here I am, totally emasculating you by making you wear that cock cage, and by never letting you take it off and by preventing you from cuming ever again! And then I get to literally kick you in the balls! I'm always kicking you in the balls one way or another. The fact that you are never allowed to cum is my way of perpetually kicking you in the balls and now I get to kick you in the balls physically as well. My pleasure in hurting you is just insatiable! And it gets stronger and stronger. The bitchier I am to you the wetter my pussy gets!"

Jessica begins kissing my face tenderly.

"Tell me Jessica, are you looking forward to our new lifestyle?"

"Oh yes! With all the changes I'll have a lot more freedom and a lot more privacy. After all, think about it. You'll be gone every day working at the shoe store. At night you'll be busy with all of your maid's chores. And at night you'll be in your little maid's room off of the kitchen. I'll have our bedroom all to myself. I'll be having a lot more sex than I've been having with you around all the time. What's great is that I've just made your life a lot worse, a lot more full of demeaning chores and tasks that further your emasculation, selling women's shoes, being my permisteral maid while at the same time reducing your access to me physically, while I reap the benefits of all your hard work, both financially and practically, and then I repay you by further denying access to my beautiful body so that I can cuckolded you more fully! You could say I'm looking forward to our new lifestyle!"

Jessica increases the passion with which she is kissing my face. She now begins licking my face as well. As always, she does this when she wants to increase my frustration.

She begins talking in her little girl voice.

"How frustrated are you?"

"Oh, I am so frustrated! You can't imagine how frustrated I am right now."

"Poor little husband is sooooo frustrated! His bitchy little wife never lets him cum! But she gets to cum all the time! And he never gets to cum, it's so unfair."

Jessica begins licking my face more fully now, it's becoming wet with her saliva.

"But he's such a total wimp that he just does whatever she says, isn't that right?"

I nod my head.

"His wife thought she was marrying a real man. But, it turns out she married a spineless little wimp. A weak little sissy who does whatever she says."

Jessica begins rubbing her pussy against my cock cage.

"She was sure that he would have put a stop to all her bitchiness a long time ago, stood up to her like a real man, powerd her to have sex with him when he wanted too! That's what she wanted! But after watching him totally submit to her bitchy ways, she realized he could never be the man she wanted him to be. And so she began to punish him for his weakness, punish him for being such a sissy! If he had just stood up to her like a real man, then it would be his cock inside his wife's pussy all the time instead of where it is now, in that horrible little cage, and it would be his cock inside his own wife's pussy, instead of all these other men's cocks. Oh well, it could have been so different! And then she began finding more and more sadistic ways to punish him. And you know what? The more she punished him, the more she began to like it. It's pretty funny the way it all worked out for everyone! He's not even really her husband anymore! He's this sad and pathetic slave that she gets to tease and frustrate. Poor little wimp!"

Ball Busters

Though for the first few months I was a salesman, I've since been demoted to stockboy. It makes it easier for the girls to play with me. The girls, I should explain, are the three salesgirl's. The girls, Veronica, Candace and Ashley were all sorority sisters who needed to make a little extra money. They are also extremely bitchy, sadistic teases who enjoy humiliating, frustrating and degrading me as much as they can.

The job itself is pretty simple. I am in charge of retrieving the boxes of shoes when the girls come in the back and call out the names and numbers of what they need. I am also in charge of keeping track of the inventory and I am also in charge of keeping all the shoes shined.

Most of the time we are too busy to interact much. But at the end of the day when the last customer has left, the *** usually begins. Today the girls called me out of the stockroom at 7:00. They are all stunningly beautiful. They are all members of a sorority and they have that sorority girl haughtiness about them. They all look very fashionable and urbane.

"Take off all of your clothes we want to see that contraption your wife has you in." Veronica says in a demanding voice. Veronica looks a great deal like the actress Alicia Silverstone, only older and a lot more confident.

I comply and take off all of my clothes. They all circle around me. Veronica places her hand around my cock cage. Her red fingernails contrasting alluringly with the metal encasing my now quite aroused cock.

"So, you're wife has kept you in this for six years?"

I nod my head.

"And she has never let you have six with her since you were married?"

I nod my head.

"And she hasn't let you cum in over six years?"

I nod my head.

"And she has other lovers that she relaxs with constantly?"

I nod my head.

"Wow! Your wife has you totally emasculated!"

"My wife loves me!" I protest.

"Believe what you want to, I guess. That just sounds like ultimate bitchy manipulation to me. But, whatever, it's your life. If that's your idea of love then you deserve everything that you've got. In fact, we are all so disgusted by what you let your wife do to you and what she has turned you into that we have a special night of extreme *** and offense set out for you. It's kind of ironic in that we are going to degrade and humiliate and hurt you because you let your wife degrade, humiliate and hurt you. Oh well, just your luck to have bitches with ironic sensibilities to contend with."

Veronica suddenly digs her red nails into my balls. I scream out and then fall to my knees.

"That's me just showing you my love!" Veronica and the girls start to laugh.

"You're so pathetic! Putting up with all of your wife's bitchy manipulations. Look at you! Forced to wear a cock cage that prevents you from having sex and prevents you from orgasming. What it really is is a permanent castrator! Your wife has essentially removed your balls but lets you keep them as a reminder of her ultimate domination over you. The three of us have no respect for you. And since your wife feels it's appropriate to emasculate and degrade you, it's only fitting that we help her with that mission."

The girls all sit down on the chairs used by the customers. They take off their sexy stiletto heel shoes. They stick their feet into the air and wiggle their toes.

"Come and worship our feet." Veronica commands.

I do as she says. One by one I kiss all of their toes and then proceed to cover all of their feet with passionate kisses. Covering all six of their feet takes about ten minutes. After I've finished with Candace they begin putting their sexy shoes back on.

Veronica pulls out of her bag some articles of women's clothing. I see a short black skirt, a leopard print blouse and some four inch "Fuck Me" style high heel pumps.

"Since your of no use to us as a man, we thought it only fitting that we dressed you up as a slut. A slut because you seem to take any degradation that's given to you without any resistance the same way a slut will take any sexual interest in her and act on it."

Veronica hands me the outfit and I immediately put on the mini skirt and blouse. I then put on the shoes which make it quite difficult to walk. The girls then pull me in front of the mirror and they proceed to put make-up on me. They put on eye-makeup, really thick and excessively. Then they put on flaming red lipstick, many layers. They then pull out a blonde wig and place it on my head. The cumulative effect of all this is that I look like a second rate whore.

"Time for a kicking party! Get on your hands and knees in front of the mirror."

I do as they say as the three girls get behind me. I look at the mirror and see them lining up behind me. They like to kick me in front of the mirror so they can watch my face.

"I'm going first. You know the drill. We each get five kicks to your balls as hard as we want. Well, here goes. Oh, and don't think of this as three bitchy women kicking you in your balls, no, think of it as three sweet and affectionate girls showing you just how much they love you."

All the girls start to laugh.

Veronica pulls her foot back and then slams it into my balls. I immediately get a wave of incredible pain. She waits about ten seconds and then kicks me again, only much harder. She waits another ten seconds and kicks me much, much harder. This time the pain is so great I fall over and double up in pain. I start to cry. It takes me a moment to get back up on my hands and knees. As I stumble back upright I can hear the girls laughing at my predicament. As I see myself in the mirror I can see that my crying has made my mascara run. I look terrible.

I can't really remember what happened next. It's all a bit fuzzy to me. I guess Veronica gave me two more kicks and then the Candace gave me five and then Ashley gave me five more. I know that the rest is just kind of fuzzy. I'm now lying on my side and all three girls are laughing at me. Veronica pulls me up by my ear and brings me up to my hands and knees. Everything is just kind of foggy right now. Incredible waves of searing pain are emanating from my balls. My balls have never hurt so much. I guess the girls were extra vicious tonight. They must have all kicked me extra hard. So hard, that I lost consciousness for awhile. I'm totally dazed and confused right now as I sense something happening to my butt. I'm in such a fog from all the pain that it is hard to know what is going on. I feel something hard being pressed against my asshole.

"We thought that since you never get to fuck women, since that part of your life has been denied you, that it would nice of us to let you experience what it's like to be fucked...in the ass! So, we bought you a nice medium large sized butt plug to start you off with. Later we will introduce you to the extra large sized one we also bought. But since this is your first night we thought we would be a little gentle with you. Enjoy!"

As I hear the girls all starting to laugh, Veronica shoves the butt plug up my ass. It is incredibly large and so it is incredibly painful. It seems to go on forever. Finally it stops and is fully lodged up my ass. I'm still very much in a fog from all the kicking to my balls. I look up and see Veronica taking what looks like a jock strap into her hands. She has a tube of something that she is pouring out into the part of the jock strap that covers one's groin area.

"But then we thought that your cock might get kind of lonely, after all, we've been tending to your balls and asshole so nicely, so, we decided that a little Extra Strength Ben-Gay would be just the ticket. I'm pouring the whole tube into the jock strap and then you're going to wear it. Isn't it nice of us to look after you so fully?"

Veronica begins pulling the jock strap over my legs and up over my cock. She pulls it around so that the back of the strap is up against the butt plug in my ass, securing it in place. Then she pulls it over my cock. I can feel the Ben-Gay gel immediately. It just feels gooey over my cock. Veronica adjusts it so that it is fully wrapped around my cock. I'm still in a fog, in fact, I think I'm getting woozier from all the various ***s currently going on. My balls are still in incredible pain, my asshole is being stretched out from the oversized butt plug. And now, the searing burning sensation is beginning to envelope my cock. Veronica turns me around so that I am facing the three girls as they are now sitting on the customers chairs. I am on my hands and knees and in increasing pain as the Ben-Gay is just getting hotter and hotter and burning more and more.

"Does the Ben-Gay feel good?" Veronica asks.

"It's starting to hurt really badly."

"Oh, poor baby!" All three girls begin to laugh hysterically.

As I'm on my hands and knees feeling pain from my balls, asshole and now cock have experienced the girls just look on with an expression of pitying superiority. I'm groaning from all the pain I'm in, still groggy from all the kicking. Then all three girls produce something from their bags.

"We all got fucked last night by our boyfriends. And we thought about you and how you never get to have sex and how you never get to cum and we started to feel bad for you. So, we saved our boyfriends cum in their rubbers, we sealed them up last night so that the cum would still be fresh for you today. We brought you a treat! We thought it would be fun to watch you lick and suck all the cum from our boyfriends rubbers while we watched! Well, here's the first one."

Veronica takes her condom and pulls it open and puts it up to my mouth. She pulls it open with her fingers and holds it up to my mouth. I begin to suck and lick the condom. The cum tastes salty. It is still very moist. It takes me about three minutes to clean the condom to Veronica's liking.

"Good boy! Bet it tastes real good!"

Next comes Candace's condom and then finally Ashley's. After sucking and licking all three condoms clean, the girls then help me to my feet. I'm still dazed and confused from all the pain and all the degradation. I'm still pretty shell shocked from the vulgar kicking my balls received. The pain in my balls is still strong, my asshole is still distended from the butt plug and the burning in my cock is quite unbearable. But the girls have one more indignity for me before letting me go home. They push me down on my hands and knees once more. Candace and Ashley get beside me while Veronica stands up with her back toward me. She looks down at me from over her shoulders.

"We're going to send you home in a moment so that your wife can further degrade and humiliate you, but before we let you go I thought it would be nice if I gave you the opportunity to show your appreciation to all we've done to you."

Veronica begins pulling up her skirt and pulling down her panties. When finished she pushes her ass up and out toward my face.

"Well?" Veronica says petulantly.

Though it's painful for me to move, I strain my head up towards her ass. Candace and Ashley grab hold of the back of my head and push my face into Veronica's ass. I begin kissing Veronica's pouty little asshole. As I do she begins grinding her ass into my face. I continue kissing and licking her tender yet haughty asshole. After a few more moments of this Veronica pushes my face away from her ass with the back of her hand. She proceeds to pull up her panties and pull down her skirt. All three girls adjust themselves in preparation to leave. I slowly rise to my feet, woozy and groggy from all that's gone on.

The girls walk me to the door and then open the door for me.

"Well, have a nice night. See you tomorrow!" Veronica begins laughing followed by the other girls. I stumble towards the bus stop.


* * *

I finally arrive home after a very embarrassing and nerve-wracking trip. I make my way inside and knock on Jessica's bedroom door. She tells me to come in. As I do her face recoils in surprise and delight.

"Oh my God! Look at you! You look like a total slut! Tell me what happened to you."

After I finish telling Jessica all that happened she went to get a washrag from the bathroom. She unlocks my cock cage and rubs off all of the Ben-Gay off of my cock. Of course, the rubbing immediately makes me hard as a rock. Jessica lies down on the bed and beckons me to lie on top of her.

"Oh, I have the most precious idea."

Jessica goes into the bathroom and comes back out with a glass of water and two pills.

"I thought it would be fun to see what effect Viagra would have on your frustration level. My hope is that it will drastically increase it. The normal dose is one 50 or 100mg dose. So I got you two 100mg pills. I thought if one pill is enough for a man who is having trouble getting it up, two ought to be enough for a man who can never get it down! I can't wait to see how frustrated it will make you. Well, bottom's up!"
Jessica hands me the pills and I swallow them with the water.

Jessica tells me that the pills take about an hour to work. She tells me that she is going to take a nap but that I should do all the dishes in the sink and then wash and wax the kitchen floor while we wait for the Viagra to start to take effect.

About an hour later Jessica calls for me from the bedroom. I enter and walk over to where she is lying down. She spreads her legs and pulls me on top of her. She un-locks my cock cage and places it on the night stand next to the bed. She takes one look at my cock and shrieks "Oh my God."

I look down and see that my cock is super rigid and an incredibly dark shade of purple. The combined effect is a look of grotesque engorgement. My cock looks distended with red and the color makes it look like it's way over-ripe. Jessica is just amazed at it.

"Wow, that Viagra really did the trick. I've never seen you so hard! This is exactly what I was hoping for! Rub up against my pussy. Let's see what effect making you extra frustrated has on your little cock!"

I begin rubbing my distended cock against Jessica's pussy. She pulls her legs open wide so that her pussy opens up a bit to me. Her pussy feels extra hot and juicy against my super hard cock. As I do Jessica begins to kiss and lick my face. My cock is getting even harder now. It is getting so hard that it hurts. The sexual frustration is unbearable as well. The Viagra has exacerbated the normal level of sensation in my cock so that my normally enormous frustration level is at an even higher level.

"Oh, just so you know, my permisteral trainer from the gym, Craig, is coming over later. I told him that my pussy needed a work-out. You may rub your cock against my pussy now."

I immediately begin rubbing against her warm and moist pussy. Jessica pulls her legs way back, so that her pussy opens up a little bit more. My cock is incredibly hard and Jessica seems delighted at my arousal. She begins to kiss my face tenderly.

"I think people place too much importance on sex in a relationship, don't you?"

I nod my head without missing a moment of rubbing against Jessica's pussy.

"Oh good, I'm so glad that you agree with me. I mean, you and I never have sex and we're satisfied! I know I am. I mean, sexually. I'm totally satisfied with our sex life. So, I'm having sex just constantly with lots of men and you never have sex. So, I'm having orgasm after orgasm, day after day, night after night while I haven't let you have a single orgasm in over six years. Your a perfect example of what I mean. Don't you think there's too much emphasis on sex for married couples?"

I shake my head yes. Jessica begins to sensually lick my face.

"That's the beauty of our relationship. There isn't too much emphasis on sex. And because I haven't let you cum in over six years you're free to fill your mind up with other things. You can think about art and culture and philosophy. You and I have a more powerful spiritual connection because I have denied you any sexual release. You do think about art and culture and philosophy don't you darling?"

"No, not really. I'm so incredibly horny all the time that sex is all I think about. By constantly teasing me and then denying me all these years coping with my sexual frustration and horniness is all I ever think about."

"Well, it's for your own good that I'm keeping you frustrated. I think men put too much emphasis on sex. By denying you like this for all these years I've freed you up to think about, well, I've freed you up to think about how much your balls ache." Jessica starts to giggle.

"Speaking of which, how do your balls feel right now? I would bet that the Viagra has just made your normal level of frustration just so much worse."

"My balls totally ache. Between the kicking I received from the girls at the shoe store and now getting so close to cumming and the Viagra making me super hard my balls really ache. There's a deep, deep soreness that's just getting worse and worse."

Jessica continues to lick my face for a moment and then pulls her legs way back so that her pussy opens up a bit more.

"And it would be just so easy for me to tell you to cum and then all this pain and all the pain of the last six years would come to an abrupt end. Oh, so close my darling, so very close. But, I love frustrating you too much to let you cum. So, this is as close as you're going to get to sexual satisfaction I'm afraid."

Jessica goes and gets the ice bag from the freezer. She places it on top of her pussy facing towards me. I lie back down on top of her. My cock quickly begins to shrink from the cold. Once Jessica is convinced that my penis has shrunk sufficiently she removes the ice from her pussy and begins licking my face again as I begin to rub up against her pussy again. In no time my cock becomes hard again. The Viagra has made me even more horny and frustrated than I would normally be. Jessica and I repeat this dance five more times. Five more times she brings me to the brink of orgasm only to put my balls on ice for a minute and then brings me to brink of orgasm again.

After a few more minutes of this I can no longer stand it.

"Please Jessica, I'm too frustrated. I can't stand it any more. Please, please put me out of my misery!"

Jessica gets a big smile on her face. She pushes me off of her and goes over to the closet. She puts on a pair of incredibly sexy platform heels. I know that these are her favorite kicking shoes.

"Get on your hands and knees and I'll put you out of your misery."

I get down on my hands and knees and face away from Jessica. She waits for a moment and then her right foot slams into my balls. It is incredibly painful but the pain does distract me from the sexual frustration I'm feeling. After waiting for a moment Jessica pulls her leg back and again slams it into my balls. The pain explodes in my balls and I'm knocked over from the pain. Jessica starts to laugh.

"I'm just getting warmed up, get back up on your hands and knees."

I get back up and the rest is a little bit fuzzy to me. I think Jessica must have kicked me about a dozen more times before getting back into bed. I remember getting back on top of Jessica. She spreads her legs and begins fingering her clit.

"Oh, look at the time! Craig should be here any minute now."

She then places the cock cage back upon my penis and locks it. Sure enough, the doorbell rings. "Now go and get in the closet while Craig and I make love."

I quickly get into the closet and sit down on the stool Jessica has placed there for me when she wants me to watch her make love. The closet door has slats on it so that I can peer through and watch.

After about half an hour Jessica and Craig appear. They have been takeing wine. They quickly take off their clothes and get on the bed. Jessica knows I can hear everything she says and she uses this to great effect.

"Take me, Craig. Fill me up. Fuck me hard."

I see Craig push his large and erect cock into Jessica's hot pussy. She squeals with delight as he penetrates her. They continue to fuck for a long time.

"I never let my

CHAPTER 8

It is the very next evening. Jessica and I have taken a brief nap together. Jessica puts her arms around me and hugs me close to her. For a moment, all is tenderness from her. She cuddles next to me and wraps her body around mine. And for a moment we are like any other married couple.

But that is not to last.

Jessica opens her eyes. She looks at the clock on the night stand next to the bed. It's still early, it's only 7:18pm. Jessica begins rubbing her pussy up against my cock cage. My cock can feel her warmth and moistness through the metal slats.

"I'm horny" Jessica says with a girlish giggle.

I get a jolt of excitement. Maybe she has reconsidered letting me fuck her.

I begin rubbing my cock cage gently against Jessica's pussy.

Jessica begins kissing my face. Then she begins to lick my face with her tongue. She knows that licking my face always gets me very aroused. I can feel more wetness coming from Jessica's pussy.

"I need to have a cock inside me. But you've forfeited that privilege forever. At 8:00 tonight Vanessa is coming over tonight. I have a date with Paul at 9:00. Vanessa has decided she wanted to baby-sit you while I'm with Paul. I told her that it was alright with me to do whatever she wanted to do to you. She'll stay with you until I return from Paul's. And I told Vanessa that she should feel free to do anything she wants to you, I know that as long as your cock cage stays on you can't get into too much trouble, not with your dick anyway. And then when I get back you can tell me all about all the things she did to you. And then I can tell you all about what Paul and I did together."

Now I was starting to get worried. Let me explain. Vanessa is now is a very successful divorce lawyer. When the two sisters are together I always feel like an outsider. They seem to understand each other so well, they get each other's jokes without even finishing their sentences. I've always been jealous of how deeply they get each other and enjoy each other. I've always felt that Vanessa has always thought that I wasn't good enough for Jessica. I've always harbored the suspicion that she felt that Jessica could have done better for herself. That Jessica could have found a better looking and more successful husband, if only she had waited a little bit longer. The way she would sometimes tease Jessica about me in front of me, sometimes it wasn't very subtle.

Vanessa has some permisterality characteristics that I find confusing and disturbing. She can get extremely angry for seemingly very little reamister. Her moods are very capricious and erratic. She'll go from being fine one minute to being incensed the next. There is something of the scorpion about her. You never know when she'll strike at you.

It's not just that both Vanessa is very attractive, it's more that she knows it that's the problem. She carries herself with an air of superiority, slightly haughty, the way that certain women from wealthy families who were spoiled and are gorgeous who know they can have any guy they want tend to be.

A bitchy blonde, stands about 5'4", thin, just oozing deluxe everything. With her straight blonde hair falling a few inches below her delicate shoulders, Always manicured, pedicured, make-up always perfect, dark red lipstick always on, always in heels a little higher than you'd expect, always flirting with you in a cutting sort of way. Kind of a cross between the looks of Nicole Kidman and permisterality of Linda Fiorentino. Always kinds of make you defensive to be around her. She has a lot of men on her leash, seems to go through them pretty quickly. She strikes you as the type who gets bored easily and then becomes irritable. She's kind of that waspy girl with a sexy sneer that you hate yourself for being drawn to. And you both know it. Only she uses it to make you dance while you try to dodge her witty put-downs.

Oh, one other thing. Vanessa is very kinky. Usually women that stunning and socially aspiring aren't that kinky, but she is. Like Jessica, she is a dominant female. I think that's part of the cement of their sistership. They both realized early on that they liked to be in control, and that they liked being worshipped. They both enjoyed the power their looks gave them over men and they liked to see how far they could push it. In the past sometimes when we were all together at our apartment Jessica would let Vanessa toy with me, and play with me sexually a bit. Jessica got excited watching another women arouse and humiliate me in front of her. That way she could enjoy my offense without having to do any of the work. Though it never got very sexual in the past, Jessica has always been encouraging of the sexual tension between us.

But now I sensed something changing. As if a line was now about to be crossed. It seems more and more that something big had begun last night, something which I was only dimly aware of.

The buzzer rings, Jessica lets Vanessa in. Whatever it is that's happening, it's about to begin.

Vanessa walks in, stunning as always. In addition to her handbag, Vanessa is carrying a box. After a little small talk things get down to business.

"I'm leaving soon. I'm meeting Paul at his place in half an hour. Let's go over the ground rules. They're pretty simple so even you can understand them. While I'm with Paul, Vanessa will be baby-sitting you. Vanessa suggested that term. And I liked the sound of it so I agreed to it. Basically, do whatever she tells you to, just like you were taking orders from me. No matter what she asks you to do, you must do it. Disobeying her is now the same as disobeying me. The only difference is that I'll be taking the key to your cock cage with me. What she does with your mouth is not my concern. What she does with your cock in its cage is not my concern. Not after last night it's not. Since you forfeited the right to my pussy with your cock you forfeited being degraded only by me. Now everything's different, as you will soon find out."

Jessica finished dressing. She looked ravishing in a tight black skirt, sexy blouse and black open toe pumps. Vanessa helped her with her make-up, she seemed intent on making Jessica just a little bit sexier than ever. After a few more minutes she was ready to go. She walked up to me.

"Well, that's it, I'm heading out. Paul and I are going out to dinner and then back to his place for some serious fucking." Jessica put her face up very close to mine as she continued to talk. "Paul gets to put his cock inside my pussy all he wants, and then he gets to cum as much as he wants. I want you to think about that a lot tonight. Think of his cock in my pussy. Think of my feet over his shoulders as I tell him to fuck me harder. Since you won't fuck me, I'll go to someone who will. Oh, and have fun, bye." Jessica leaves.

I turn and face Vanessa. She has an evil smile on.

"Finally, alone at last. Just me and you."

Vanessa begins taking her clothes off down to her bra and string bikini bottom, both in black. She puts her black open toed pumps back on. She walks over to the box she has brought over and removes some items and walks over to me.

"You're going to need to undress so that we can get on with things."

I proceed to take off my clothes so that all I'm wearing is my cock cage. Vanessa comes closer to inspect it.

"So that's the device Jessica keeps you in all these years. I always wondered what it looked like." Vanessa inspects it further and then hands me some kind of white, vinyl like underwear. "Here, put this on. It's a kind of underwear that you'll be needing for some of what I plan to do to you. They're waterproof, leak proof and they kind of look like an adult diaper." I proceed to put on the diaper, it has a thick inner lining of some kind of absorbent material and has metal snaps on the sides to keep it on. I snap the snaps shut and look to Vanessa. She looks so sexy in her underwear and heels.

"I'll be straight with you, I've never respected you. In fact, it would be fair to say that I've always felt contempt for you. Living on a trust fund all these years. It's so pitiful and weak. A real man would have made something of himself instead of depending on inherited money. And it's not even that much money. Just enough to be comfortable. I've always thought that Jessica could have done a lot better for herself than she has with you. Find a real man who's making something of himself. A man with some real money, not the little bit you make do with. But for some strange reamister, Jessica loved you. Maybe she was intrigued with finding a man she could dominate so completely, I don't know. But now, after years of dominating you, I think that maybe she's beginning to crave the feel and power of a real man, a man who won't let himself be conquered by her. A man who she can look up to. A man who has made it on his own. A man that she wants to have sex with."

As she continues talking Vanessa begins kissing and lightly licking my face. "And just so we understand each other here, I intend to help break any feelings Jessica has for you. You know how she respects me and how I seem to have a kind of power over her. Well, I intend to use my influence to help Jessica see you for what you really are, a pathetic wimp, incapable of satisfying her as her husband, incapable of satisfying her as a man. No, I intend to demonstrate to Jessica that you are indeed, just her poor baby and nothing more. And you know what the best part of it is? You're going to help me. You're going to help me demonstrate to Jessica what a pathetic loser you really are. You're going to help me alienate you from your wife. You're going to let me turn you into the instrument of your own downfall. And all the while your going to be sexually excited and frustrated too, because the way I'm going to end your marriage is going to turn you on, in only the way a pathetic loser like you could appreciate."

Vanessa goes over to her box and removes a number of items, some that I can make out, some that I can't. There is a blindfold and a pair of handcuffs and then there is some industrial strength looking clear plastic bags with cinch type of cords coming off of them.

"And now it's time to show you just what I think of you." Vanessa pulls my hands behind my back and locks the handcuffs on. Then she places the blindfold over my eyes.

"For the next act I can't have you interfering. It's a delicate operation."

I then feel Vanessa un-snapping my vinyl diaper. A few seconds later I can feel her attaching something to my cock cage. It seems to be some kind of bag, I guess it's one of the industrial strength looking bags I saw her take out of her box. I can feel her placing the bag over my cock and attaching to the base of the cock cage. I then feel her pulling the cinch cords on the base of my cock cage making for a snug fit. From what I can tell there is a snugly fitting plastic bag over my cock and attached to the base of my cock cage. Suddenly Vanessa takes off the blind fold and I look down. I see just what I have described. There is also a clear plastic tube running from the tip of my cock cage about three feet long. But as I look at the plastic bag I see there is an inner bag inside of the outer one. The inner bag is not exactly empty or clear. There is something sort of brownish and fuzzy looking inside it, but I cannot tell what it is. At this point I'm just assuming it is simply more cock isolation. However, Vanessa is leaving the handcuffs on, for whatever reamister. She is now standing directly in front of me with a wicked smile on her face.

"You're probably wondering what this is all about. Right now you should be feeling nothing and be completely comfortable. Am I right?"

I nod, for I still have the pacifier in my mouth and continue to suck on it as Vanessa has instructed me.

"But in just a moment, when I pull on one of the cords, you're going to have a different sensation. I'm really not sure what it's going to feel like because, what I'm about to do to you has never been done to me. So I don't know what it's going to feel like. But I have a feeling it's not going to be pleasant, but then, that's sort of the whole point, isn't it?" Vanessa laughs as she says this.

Vanessa finds one of the cords she was referring to and pulls it slightly. As she does this I see that the inner bag, with the brown fuzzy material in it, begins to move and I see an opening appear in that bag. As she does this the brown fuzzy stuff begins to move excitedly in a vague sort of way and begins to move out of the bag and into the outer bag where my penis is. All of a sudden I start to feel something. Suddenly an intense itching and stinging sensation is moving all over my penis. It is getting quickly more uncomfortable and more painful, a combination of itching and stinging, stinging and itching. Suddenly I'm filled with terror and disgust. I begin to flinch and make a sound in my throat, since I can't talk because of the pacifier in my mouth.

"I was thinking about what would be really horrible and humiliating for you to have on your penis and then I figured it out! Fleas! Luckily for me I have a friend who works in a pet shop. He got me the fleas. He said there were probably about a couple of hundred in each bag. He also told me they hadn't been around any naturals in a while so that they would be extra hungry. He told me that they would bite your cock and then suck some red out of it, until they became engorged and then move off to digest the red. And then return for more. He said you'd have nasty bites that would be very itchy. He said these were South American fleas, and they produced a much more itchy bite than the North American kind that you normally find on dogs and cats. He's such a dear, when I told him what I wanted the fleas to *** with he told me he knew a store where he could get the extra nasty fleas from South America. He's an old lover so he'll do whatever I want. He thinks that by helping me find insects to *** you with he's got a chance of getting back into my pants, maybe he does, we'll see if it turns out to be as painful as I hope it will be. Oh, the tube is so that you can pee without taking off the diaper. I plan on keeping you in it for awhile. You can just pee and it will come out of that tube outside of the diaper."

By now the fleas have swarmed over my penis, covering it from the base to the tip. And there is an incredible wave of itching and stinging and burning all over my cock. I'm making screaming noises from my mouth, the best I can do with the pacifier still in it. Vanessa then re-closes the snaps on my vinyl diapers, closing them and further sealing my cock off inside its *** chamber. Vanessa is smiling and watching me grimace and scream and squirm.

"I'm getting wet watching you writhe like that." Vanessa tells me. " She moves her lips up very close to my face. "It's so sexy causing you this much pain." She begins kissing and licking my face. "I'm thinking about your little penis and those horrible fleas and how they're just covering it with terribly itchy bites. Hmm. Tell me, is your penis hard or soft? Shake your head up and down if it's hard or shake your head sideways if it's soft."

My penis is most definitely soft. So I shake my head indicating so.

"Hmm. I wonder if they might bite more aggressively if your penis was hard and so there was more red in you and thus a more inviting prey for them. Let's find out."

Vanessa begins licking my face more aggressively. She is licking my cheeks slowly and fully, making her tongue wet with each dip back into her mouth. Of course, this causes red to rush into my penis as I am overtaken with arousal from Vanessa's tongue. As my cock gets harder, it does indeed cause a renewed amount of biting and stinging and itchy all over my cock. Vanessa, seeing my grimacing and twitching starts to giggle.

"Well, I guess that answers that question. What a funny predicament for you, the more turned on I get you, the more the fleas hurt you. It's so easy to punish you for your desire. You're so feeble to let me do this to you."

After toying me in this way for a while longer, Vanessa looks at her watch and announces "Time for your dinner!" She walks over to the box and brings out some more materials. At this point I still am handcuffed with my hands behind my back and with the fleas continuing to engorge themselves on my swollen cock. I am sitting on one of our high chairs that we use at our bar. The first thing Vanessa does is to place a baby type bib around my neck and tie it. It obviously looks very silly on me.

"Are you hungry?" I still have the pacifier in my mouth so all I can do is nod. I actually am very hungry as it is about 10:00PM and I haven't eaten since noon. Vanessa pulls the pacifier out of my mouth. She walks over to the can opener and opens a can of something. She goes over and gets a spoon from the drawer and a napkin, and walks back over to me.

"So I was thinking and thinking, what should I bring you for dinner? First I thought about a nice juicy steak, then I thought about maybe a chicken breast, but somehow that wasn't you. So then I was at the supermarket and it hit me, dog food!" Vanessa holds up the can to show me. It says "Thrifty Dog! - Beef Bits" on the can. It looks like a cheap brand.

"I saw Thrifty Dog! and I thought of you. At first I wasn't sure which brand to buy, so many to choose from, Alpo, Mighty Dog, Pedigree, and then I thought, why not save some money, right, I mean, it's only dog food. How bad can it be?"

Vanessa walks over to me in her black bra, black string bikini panties and high heeled open toed pumps, holding a can of dog food and a spoon in the other hand. A vision of depraved sadistic femininity. She dips the spoon into the can and brings out a spoonful of truly vile looking brown material.

"It says 'mostly beef-by-products', I wonder what that really means? Oh well. Enjoy!"

Vanessa brings the spoon up near my lips which I have firmly kept close. I don't think I can go through with this, I really don't. Vanessa, anticipating this, pinches my nose with the index finger and thumb of her left hand while her right brings the spoon up to my mouth. Unable to breathe through my nose I reflexively open my mouth. Vanessa puts the spoon and its vile contents into my mouth. As expected it tastes horrible, like nothing I've ever tasted. Almost enough to make me wretch, but not quite. I chew and then swallow.

"Time for another" Vanessa says in a sing-misterg voice, like a lady feeding her *****. She pinches my nose again and when my mouth opens she places another heaping spoonful into my mouth. As I chew Vanessa comes up real close to me and starts singing "Thrifty Dog!, Thrifty Dog! How I love my Thrifty Dog!" And then she scoops up another spoonful. I continue to chew and swallow, trying as hard as I can not to gag. After another spoonful is unloaded into my mouth Vanessa says "Good dog! What a good little doggie! If you think about it, it just makes so much sense. I mean, you've really become a pet. You're no longer Jessica's husband, you're no longer her lover, even sex toy is stretching it. You're really like her lap dog. You do whatever you're told, she's got you on a short leash, I mean, I could go on and on. Come to think of it, Jessica has gelded you, I mean, you're incapable of cuming, so, she's had you fixed. You see what I'm saying? So, it's only fitting that you should be made to eat dog food, don't you agree?"

I continue chewing and then I nod.

"Good, since you nodded like a good doggie you can have some more."

After feeding me two more large spoonfuls. Vanessa goes to the box and gets out a Polaroid Instant camera. She takes the last spoonful and smears in all over my face and then takes a picture. "I just want Jessica to see this."

After cleaning my face with a wet washrag, Vanessa has invited me sit on the couch with her. She has taken my handcuffs off and we are sitting next to each other on the couch.

"I wanted to ask you something. Don't you miss being Jessica's husband?

Chapter 9

I've been thinking about Vanessa. Thinking about wanting to please her. Thinking about whether Jessica would be better off with Paul than with me. He is a very successful businessman. He developed something for the internet, some kind of translation device and the next thing you know he's worth a lot of money. And whenever Jessica comes back from Paul she does have a kind of glow about her. I wonder.

I've been thinking about how much crueler Vanessa is to me than Jessica. With Jessica, you could say that she's a tender dominatrix. She's cruel, but it's more of the "Poor baby" variety, there's always some tenderness involved with Jessica's style of being cruel. With Vanessa, there is so much more cruelty just for the sake of cruelty. She's very rarely tender with me. With Vanessa it's more about finding more and more ways to degrade and humiliate me. With Vanessa there is also more of a sense that she is out of control. That her capricious sadistic nature is less under her control than she'd like. Her weird violent outbursts are never predictable. I never know when she's going to kiss me and when she's going to kick me in the face. And the more cruel Vanessa is to me, the more I want to worship her ass. I keep thinking about what she said about how the only way she'll let me near her ass with my lips is if I show her tangible evidence of my encouraging Jessica to spend more time with Paul. And I'm completely torn in half over this. On the one hand I love Jessica desperately and know I would be completely lost without her. Yet, I find Vanessa's cruel plan to divide and separate me from Jessica somehow intoxicating, and I'm drawn more deeply into her web of ruin. I find the more concrete her plans to separate me from Jessica are, the more I want to worship her ass and submit to her cruel treatment of me.

Caught between a rock and hard-on once again.

I'm lying here with Jessica on a late Sunday afternoon. We are lying entwined in our bed. And I can't get it out of my mind that on Wednesday night Vanessa is coming over to baby-sit me while Jessica goes off with Paul for the night. And I'm thinking about how I'm craving the taste of Vanessa's ass on my lips. And what it's going to cost me to get it. And like the moth to the proverbial flame, I begin my ascent.

I ask Jessica "How many orgasms have you had since we've been married, roughly speaking." Jessica thinks for a moment. "Well, let's say, on average that I have six orgasms a week, combining those I have gotten from lovers and those that I have given myself. So, that would be 318 a year, and we've been married for just over 4 years so, that would be 1272 give or take a few. I've have almost 1300 orgasms since we've been married."

"And how many have I had?"

"Well, that's easy. You've had none. You've not had a single orgasm since we've been married. Poor baby."

"And so in another four years, you'll have about 2600 orgasms and I'll have?"

"You'll still have none." Jessica laughs.

"How come you never want me to cum?"

"Well, there's lot's of reamisters. There's something about keeping you frustrated that really turns me on. I like knowing that while I'm free to have as many orgasms as I want that you can't have any, all because I say so. I love having that power over you. To me, the cruelest thing I could do to another permister is what I am doing to you. It is the most essential expression of my bitchiness. Plus I know it keeps you in a constant amount of pain, which I like a lot."

"And how come you don't want me to have sexual intercourse with you?"

"Well, also for several reamisters. First, I love denying you. I love having this power over you about something you really want but can never have. I like the way I can demean you with it, I like the fact that you know that other men are allowed to relax with your wife but that you're not. And, I gotta say, your penis is just not big enough to satisfy me. So, when we were relaxing together before we got married I was never satisfied as a woman. Oh, I pretended to be, but I really wasn't. And finally, there's just something about you in particular that brings out this bitchiness in me. I'm not like this with Paul, with Paul I'm an equal, Paul does what he wants with me. He fucks me when he wants to and he cums when he wants to. Paul is a real man, I don't see you that way. In my eyes, you could never be a real man."

"Anyway, what's the big deal? So I don't let you ever have sex with me, so I don't ever let you cum? So I haven't let you cum in four years? So what? Get over it already, that's your lot in life. Stop making a federal case out of it."

With this tirade Jessica begins rubbing her clit with her right hand. As she begins to get wet Jessica takes her fingers and rubs them over my lips, spreading her scent all around my lips and nose.

"No, you've got it all wrong. I'm not complaining about how things are. In fact, I'm not sure that it's really fair to you."

"Fair to me, how do you mean?"

"Well, most women do rely on their husbands to be their primary sex partner. But with us, obviously that's not the arrangement. So, I'm just saying that I feel bad that you aren't getting enough sex. I know you relax with Paul twice a week, but I'm wondering if that's really enough for you."

"Oh, honey, that's so considerate of you. Yeah, I think about that too."

"So, I wanted to give you a gift. How about if you and Paul take a week and fly to Paris, stay at a nice hotel and I'll pay for the whole thing."

Jessica keeps masturbating but looks directly into my eyes. "Wow, that would be great. That's very generous of you. Could we go as soon as possible?"

"As soon as you'd like. Go next weekend if you can arrange it. I've figured that it should cost about $5000. I'll just give you the money tomorrow and you can make all the arrangements."

"Great, thanks honey."

Feeling, as I do, whenever I offer up something that will either hurt me directly or indirectly a wave of presentation come over me I ask Jessica if I can please kiss her ass for a little while.

"Not tonight dear, I don't want you worshipping my asshole while I'm thinking about Paul and Paris. I have so much to think about, so much to plan."

I roll over, feeling bad that even after I give Jessica a gift of being with her boyfriend in Paris at my expense, both financially and otherwise, that she won't even let me have a moment of pleasure by kissing her ass.

Jessica continues to masturbate next to me. Eventually she comes to a climax, gently vocalizing her pleasure next to me.

"That's number 1273." Jessica laughs.

"Do you still want to lick my asshole?" Jessica asks in a schoolgirl voice.

I turn over to face her. "Yes."

"But I'm a little sweaty down there from pleasuring myself. You sure you want to lick me there?"

"Yes, especially if you've been sweating. That's even more of a turn-on. Please?" I plead.

"Why do you want to kiss me there?"

"You know I like that."

"It's just such an odd place for a husband to want to kiss his wife, such an odd place for a man to want to kiss a woman. Don't you think?"

"I know, but it turns me on."

"But what if I'm a little bit dirty down there?"

"Please, I just want to."

Jessica moves her lips next to my cheek and then begins licking my face.

"You sure you want to kiss my ass?"

"Yes, totally."

Jessica interrupts licking my face with her tongue to yawn.

"I'm tired. Too tired to have you kiss my ass."
"Please!" I beg, once more.

"I Said no! I want to go to relax. I want to think about my trip to Paris with Paul."

"Now I feel like I'm being punished for offering you that trip."

"No, you're not being punished for offering me that trip. It's just that now I want to think about Paul and Paris and not be distracted by your tongue on my ass. I just had a very sweet orgasm and I'm tired. Try and remember how tiring cuming used to be for you and then maybe you'd have some empathy for me." Jessica rolls over in a huff.

I'm struck by the slight changes I'm seeing in Jessica. This bitchiness is not her usual kind. This is more suffused with genuine anger and annoyance. It's as if she's becoming somewhat bored with me, bored with our relationship, I don't know. Up until recently, when she would deny me something that I wanted, she would be all kind of tender about it. But there is a subtle change coming over Jessica. A change that is beginning to scare and depress me.


* * *

It is now Wednesday evening and we are awaiting the arrival of Vanessa. Jessica is still dressing and asks my advice on which shoes to wear. She is wearing a black skirt, blouse and sexy black leggings. She has put on a pair of sexy black pumps with a two inch heel and wants to know what I think. I tell her they she looks great. But then I go into her closet and pull out a similar pair of black pumps but ones with a three inch heel. I bend down and remove the shoes she is wearing and put on the sexier ones I have selected. She looks at herself in the mirror and smiles. "These are far better. You always look out for my best interests. I'm sure Paul will find this outfit even sexier. Thanks."

The buzzer rings and Jessica lets Vanessa in. She looks even sexier than she did the last time she came over. Dressed in a black cocktail dress and wearing sexy black platform pumps. After some small talk the girls start talking about Jessica's trip to Paris. She and Paul are leaving on Friday.

Jessica heads out.

Vanessa says "Shall we get started?" I nod. "Then take off your clothes." I do as she instructs. Once I'm naked she goes over to her box and pulls out another pair of the nylon diapers that she brought last time. I'm not sure if she intends to reenact the last scene with me but I wouldn't put it past her. I fasten the diapers on using the metal snaps. She walks over to the box and comes back with two plastic bags.

"You know the drill. Oh, you should know that these are East African fleas. Mike, my friend at the pet store assures me that they are even more carnivorous than the South American fleas I brought last time. He said they live in the sand of the south east Sahara and have to work very quickly on their prey. He said they are more aggressive than the South American fleas you had last time. They seemed plenty aggressive to me, but, he's the expert. He was very interested to see the effects on you. I'm going to pour the first bag on your cock and balls and then pour the second on your butt. So pull open the front end first and then we'll do your back side."

I pull open the snaps to the front of my diaper and Vanessa begins to pour the brown fleas onto my cock and balls. As before, the first sensation is neutral, like soil is being poured on me. I snap myself up as soon as she is finished and undo the back snap. Vanessa pours the contents of the second bag onto my ass and then I quickly pull the snaps shut securing the fleas inside and keeping them trapped there. And then, all of a sudden the fleas begin biting and stinging me. I can make out the sensations more clearly this time. I can feel as they penetrate my flesh and are searching for red and sucking it up. They jump around till they find a spot they like and then the stinging begins. Vanessa just watches as I shudder in agony.

"Oh, poor baby, that looks painful." Vanessa giggles at my pain. Then she pulls up close to me and begins passionately kissing me on my mouth. Her tongue exploring my mouth ravenously, devouringly. "Making you suffer just gets me wet."

After a few minutes more of this Vanessa seems to get bored and pulls me into the bedroom with her by my ear. She takes off her cocktail dress and is wearing a sexy black lace bra and bikini bottoms. She puts her shoes back on and settles on the bed. She pulls me on top of her.

"Did you miss me?"

"Yes. You know I did."

"I missed you so much. I had such a good time being with you, torturing you, making you eat dog food, putting those nasty fleas on you. Making you worship my asshole like that. Did you like that?

"Oh, yes. I've been thinking about that all week. I think that was my favorite thing of all."

Vanessa's voice is becoming increasingly emotionally impassioned. I am taken aback by all her emotion.

"Andrew. To tell you the truth, I was surprised by how much I was into being with you like that. I've been thinking about you all week. I've never had a man give himself over to me so completely. Most men I try to dominate and humiliate put up a fight, even a little one. But, you, you are so different. You show no resistance. No matter what I propose to do to you, you accept it willingly. That is so sexy, and such a turn-on, emotionally. To have a man be completely at my beck and call, no matter how cruel I am, I've never had that before."

Now Vanessa begins licking my face while rubbing her crotch against my crotch. I can feel my cock getting hard, even though I can feel the fleas getting more aggressive as I do.

Now I start to talk again. "Vanessa, I need to know if you promise me to keep what I'm saying absolutely a secret to Jessica. I need to know, before I say anything more, whether this is all just between you and me. Otherwise I won't say what I'm about to say. If Jessica heard what I'm about to tell you she'd... I don't even know what she'd do. It would definitely hurt her and make her extremely angry with me. So, can I trust you not to say anything to her?"
"Oh, absolutely. I give you my word of honor that everything you say to me is just between us. This is completely confidential. I swear never to tell Jessica. Now what is it you want to tell me?"

"Well. I've just been thinking about you all the time. There is something about the way you dominate me that kind of has me mesmerized. There is something so cold and cruel in your treatment of me, something so remorseless that I can't seem to get enough of. How you can be tender with me one minute and then a total bitch with me the next. I'm just thinking about you all the time. I couldn't wait to see you tonight."

"Yeah, me too. I feel the same way. I never thought I'd ever have any feelings for you. I was just going to make you into another sex toy. But all week I was thinking about what I was going to do to you. Was there any one thing you liked best that we did together last week?"
"Well, actually, there was. I loved how you made me worship your asshole while you taunted me with humiliating stories for me to hear about Jessica. The combination of having you tell me those permisterally degrading facts about my life and my Jessica coupled with being made to kiss, lick and worship your asshole was just too much. I've been craving that especially all week."

"I thought that's what you'd say. That was my favorite thing too, for exactly the same reamisters."

"And when you told me that if I did as you said and offered Jessica a trip with Paul to Paris on me, a $5000 trip so they could be in Paris together you would allow me to worship your ass again I knew instantly that I would do as you said. I'd have done anything to be able to lick your asshole again."

"That's good to know."

Vanessa continues to kiss and lick my face. The tenderness from her is just so real and so deep. But as I'm trying to concentrate on this emotional moment I am also aware of how aggressive these East African fleas are. They are more vicious than the South American fleas from last week. They sting more painfully and more often. And, not surprisingly, the itch is greater too. Vanessa sees me reacting to the fleas.

"Oh, poor baby. Do the fleas just sting and itch?"
I nod.

"Mmm, I like that. That just gets me so wet thinking about what they are doing to your cock and to your balls and to your ass. I don't know why I find torturing your cock and balls such a turn-on but I totally do."

After a few more minutes of Vanessa watching me squirm she says "You know, I was so excited about you worshipping my ass that I did some things to make it better for you."
"Like what?"

"Well, I haven't bathed in two days. I just thought that maybe you'd like it better that way, if I wasn't all squeaky clean. So, right now, I'm not all squeaky clean down there." Vanessa giggles. "And right before I came over here I took an aerobics class at the gym, so I'm kind of sweaty there too. And I didn't shower afterwards, I just got dressed and came over here. Just so you know, I'm a dirty girl. Do you like dirty girls?"

"I love dirty girls."

"That's good. "

Vanessa rolls over onto her front side. She pulls her knees up and gets up on her elbows. This has the effect of raising her ass up as high as it can go. She tells me to get up behind her and to get ready. I do as I am told.

I'm now behind Vanessa on the bed looking straight into her ass.

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Vanessa asks coquettishly.

"More sure than anything ever in my life."

"Okay, pull down my panties just below my ass." I lovingly do as I am told. Her ass looks so hot.

"How hard is your cock?"

"It's rock hard."

"How much do you want to worship my ass?"

"I'd do anything to be able to worship your ass right now."

Vanessa flexes her ass up just a little bit as if to goad me on.

"You know what? I've just changed my mind. Please pull my panties back up."

"What?" I can't believe what I'm hearing.

"What part of 'no' don't you understand?"

"But you just said you couldn't wait for me to kiss your ass?

"Now, what kind of bitch would I be if after you told me you wanted to do something with me I actually let you? You see, once you told me you wanted more than anything to kiss, lick and worship my asshole then you gave me no choice but to deny it to you. You always forget that I'm a bigger bitch than Jessica. Whereas Jessica might let you do what you wanted within the larger context of her teasing and denying you, I have no such weakness for your pleasures."

I proceed to pull Vanessa's black panties back up so that they cover her ass. I sigh loudly as Vanessa starts to laugh.

"That's the problem with putting your trust in a bitch, you can never really trust me. I'm not going to let you worship my ass for no other reamister other than I'm a bitch and disappointing you is just such a severe turn-on for me."

I put my head next to Vanessa's stunning ass so that one of her panty covered cheeks is up against my cheek.

"Surely, by now you're quite accustomed to being denied, so this shouldn't be a big deal for you, just another tease, another disappointment. You should be able to handle it. Maybe next time I'll let you lick my asshole. Maybe, it'll be more fun not to know, don't you think?" Vanessa giggles.

Vanessa rolls onto her backside and begins cuddling with me. She starts kissing and licking my face.

"You must be just so frustrated right now. Waiting all week just to lick my pretty little ass and now at the last second being told that you can't. I'm sure glad I'm not you. Poor baby never gets what he wants. My pussy is just so wet from being a bitch to you."

Vanessa puts a finger into her pussy and brings it out rubbing her moistened finger on my lips. I can smell her womanhood as she smears her pussy juices over my lips and face.

Just then the buzzer rings.

"Well who could that be?" Vanessa asks.

We both get up and go to the buzzer. Vanessa asks who it is.

"It's Mike."

Vanessa buzzes him in as I look puzzled.

"Mike is the guy from the pet store who gets me the fleas for you. I told him he could come over if he wanted to so that I could properly thank him for all the help he's given me in torturing you. He knows all about the situation between us. He's not embarrassed by it. He's pretty kinky himself. He'll do anything I tell him to, just like you. Only he has certain advantages and privileges that you, sadly, don't. I don't want you talking while he's here so here, stick this pacifier in your mouth and keep it in while Mike's here. Do you understand me?"
I nod as Vanessa shoves the pacifier into my mouth

Mike knocks on the door and Vanessa lets him in.

CHAPTER 10


THREE MONTHS LATER




After Jessica returned from Paris things changed quickly. She announced that she wanted a separation. She had said that in Paris she realized she was no longer in love with me, and that she had fallen in love with Paul. She said that she wanted some time to think things over and felt that a trial separation was a good idea. I moved out and into a residential hotel. I found an inexpensive one, what's called an SRO, a single room occupancy hotel. About the only thing you could say about the place was that it was clean and safe. Other than that it is a depressing place, shared bathroom down the hall, sink in the room, ugly brown carpet.

I was devastated by Jessica's decision. Though I realize I helped create the situation, I was nonetheless surprised by my reaction to it. I guess I am more in love with Jessica than I realized. Things with Vanessa had served to confuse me as I had allowed my submissive nature to cloud my thinking. Now that I am in danger of losing Jessica I realize how much I need her. She, however, seems happier than ever. She claims that being with Paul has made her feel like a real woman again, and not just a bitchy dominatrix which is how she feels with me.

It has now been three months since all of this happened. I haven't seen Jessica since I moved out, three months ago. She has called me up and requested that we meet to discuss things. I have a feeling she has made her mind up about us getting a divorce. I'm heading over to our...her place now.

I arrive. Jessica looks radiant. We sit down together on the couch in the living room.

"Well, I wanted to give our separation at least a little time before deciding to divorce. But, my feelings are even stronger now than they were before. My feelings for you have faded and my feelings for Paul have been growing. So, I want a divorce. Now, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. The hard way is a messy divorce proceeding involving lawyers, courtroom histrionics etc. The easy way is if we decide to have a "No-Contest" divorce, where we both agree on how much alimony I receive and who gets what. I'd prefer the easy way. How about you?"

I tell her that that's fine with me, the last thing I want is a messy, difficult divorce proceeding. Jessica smiles.

"On a more permisteral note, I realize that we haven't dealt with certain issues regarding you and I. Well, your cock cage, for one thing. I'll tell you what, let's talk about that in the bedroom."

We both walk to the bedroom. Jessica lies down on the bed. I follow suit. "For awhile I forgot all about your cock cage and your status of not cumming. I still don't know how I feel about it, to tell you the truth. So, if it's alright with you, I'd prefer that you keep wearing the cock cage, at least till the divorce is final. I'd like for you to keep it on so long as we still are legally husband and wife. Since I put it on you on our wedding night, I'd like it to stay on until the moment our divorce is finalized. It's just neater and cleaner that way. Is that alright with you?"

I tell her that that's fine with me. Anything that keeps me connected to Jessica I'm willing to do, no matter how uncomfortable or painful.

"There is one thing I'm starting to miss about you. I miss having my ass worshipped. I have no desire to have Paul worship it, I have no desire to humiliate or degrade him. So it's not the same. But you, I guess I still crave debasing you. And since we're still married, it's not really like I'm cheating on Paul if I have you lick my ass for a few minutes."

Jessica proceeds to roll over onto her stomach. She is wearing a skirt and hikes her skirt up revealing her black panties. She pulls her panties down revealing her luscious ass.

"How badly do you want to kiss my ass?"
"Terribly, I've missed worshipping your ass so much."

"Okay, you may begin. First just kiss it with your lips. And then build up to licking my asshole."

I do as I'm told. I begin covering her ass with passionate kisses before building to licking her puckered asshole. As I continue my adoration of her anus Jessica begins talking again.

"Oh, before I forget. As far as our divorce goes. We need a lawyer to handle the paperwork of our agreement. Someone we both trust and can get along with."

I intuitively feel my submissiveness growing from the tone of Jessica's voice.
"So, I propose that we let Vanessa handle all the paper work and decide what is a fair arrangement for us. You know she's a divorce lawyer and she's my sister. And since you already seem to worship her I figured you'd have no problem with her handling it. So, what do you say. Can we agree to let Vanessa handle our divorce and abide by her arbitration?"

I am completely distracted by kissing and licking Jessica's asshole. I realize that that is her intent. Under other circumstances I might not have agreed to let Vanessa handle the divorce, I have already suffered under her cruelty, but, with my mouth firmly attached to Jessica's anus and my mind magictized by her bitchiness I tell Jessica that that's fine with me. As soon as I tell her that I accept Vanessa as our lawyer she roughly pushes my head away from her ass with the back of her hand.

"Stop already. God, you're such a pig for my ass it's disgusting. Look at the time. Paul will he here soon so you have to go. Pull my panties back up over my ass."

I do as I'm told.

As Jessica is walking me toward the door she tells me that she will be calling me to tell me when we will meet with Vanessa to sign the documents on our divorce. She tells me that it will be somewhere in the next week or two.

"I like it that I'm making you leave with the taste of my ass on your lips. Have a nice night." And Jessica closes the door behind me.


* * *

Two weeks later and I get the call from Jessica. The three of us are to meet on Wednesday night at 9:00PM. I arrive at Jessica's apartment. Vanessa is already there. Both women are dressed very sexually. They are both wearing only their panties and bra's and high heel shoes. There is a formality to the moment, a kind of professional quality. Vanessa immediately has me sit down and begins to explain the evening's gravity and significance.

"Tonight we are going to finalize the divorce agreement between you two. Tonight you two will sign this "No Contest" divorce settlement that will serve as the legal dissolution of your marriage. As soon as the two of you sign this document it will be final. Once you sign this document there can be no further changes. Once it is signed then the divorce will be final in thirty days. Now, I've had the chance to show it to Jessica and she has approved of every point of the document and signed it, so, Andrew, you will be read the points of the divorce settlement and then once you sign it will be final."

"Before we begin Jessica and I would prefer it if you wouldn't mind changing into a different outfit."

Vanessa goes to the box and pulls out several items. The first is a pink frilly tutu. The second is a pair of frilly pink panties, in a style normally favored by eight year old girls with prints of little teddy bears on them. I put the panties on, of course, they are a little bit too small for me and fit very tightly. Vanessa then goes back to the box and pulls out a butt plug. She spits on the tip and then tells me to bend over. I do as I am told and Vanessa pulls down my panties and then places the plug up my ass and then re-secures the panties over it, holding it in place. She then pulls out a pink cord, thin as a shoe lace. She pulls my panties down in front and proceeds to bind my testicles with it so that they are separated and hanging tautly. She then pulls the panties back on. With the combination of a butt plug up my ass, my testicles bound and overly tight fitting panties I am feeling very full and taut. Then she ties my wrists together behind my back and makes me kneel down on my knees on the floor.

Once satisfied that I am properly prepared she pours a large glass of wine for Jessica and herself.

"Before we go over the specifics of the agreement I want to place this in context. Lest the agreement seem particularly cruel or unfair bear this in mind. If you were to contest this agreement we would then have to go to divorce court. If that should happen then it would have to come out that you haven't had sex with Jessica in over four years. We would make it appear that that was by your own doing and that Jessica suffered through a sexless marriage for four miserable years. Additionally, I have tape recorded all of the interactions between you and me and that would not put you in a favorable light, not having sex with your wife while carrying on an affair with another woman. I'm quite confident that a judge would find in Jessica's favor and you would also be dragged through a very humiliating procedure. So, this divorce agreement saves you from all that nastiness."

Jessica chimes in. "I just want you to know that Vanessa has gone over all of the points of this agreement with me and I permisterally approved every single one. So, know that every point is what I chose to accept, after Vanessa came up with the specific figures." Jessica takes a large sip from her wine glass.

Vanessa picks up the document. "Well, let's begin, shall we?" Jessica comes over to where I'm kneeling. She places her face right in front of mine, her lips just inches from mine, her eyes staring deeply into mine. As Vanessa begins reading Jessica begins kissing me hard on the mouth. Her tongue ravishing my mouth, more an invasion of my mouth by her's than anything more intimate. She continues kissing me this way while Vanessa continues reading.

"In terms of ownership of objects and materials obtained during the marriage, all furniture and home furnishings will go to Jessica. The apartment that was purchased by Andrew for $300,000 will become Jessica's property. The television, the stereo, and all of the CD's bought by Andrew will become Jessica's property." As Vanessa continues and I'm beginning to see how this agreement is turning out to be a very sadistic one, Jessica's kissing of me becomes more and more passionate, she's obviously getting more and more turned on by my reaction to all of this.

"All of the books purchased by Andrew and those that he had before the marriage will all become Jessica's. All of the art purchased by Andrew both before and after the marriage now becomes the property of Jessica. In short, every single item found in the apartment, including the apartment itself becomes Jessica's."

Jessica is feverishly kissing me my mouth and licking my lips and face. I becoming excited by the combination of physical arousal by being kissed by her and disoriented by the divorce settlement. While I am appalled at losing all of my things, my art, my books, my CD's, the combination of the physical sensations of being kissed by Jessica like this all has a sadistic intensity that is magictizing me into presentation.

Vanessa continues reading. "And now onto the alimony issues. Jessica and I talked long and hard about this and this is what we came up with." Jessica begins sucking on my tongue so hard that it hurts. "Since you are living off of your trust fund, and you currently have no job we had to look at Jessica's future security. You currently have $2,011,500 in the bank. Of that amount, you are to give Jessica $2,000,000. The rest you can keep for yourself to live on. Additionally, whenever you actually do get a job, which you will now have to since you don't have enough money to live on, Jessica shall receive 60% of whatever you make." Jessica is now licking my face like an ice cream cone, she knows how this turns me on.

Vanessa unties my hands so that I can sign the document. I do so quickly and then she re-ties my wrists together. I go back to my position kneeling on the floor.

Vanessa then comes over to where I am kneeling. She kneels down next to Jessica. She joins Jessica in kissing me. She proceeds to stick her tongue in my mouth with Jessica's tongue still in my mouth. The tongues of both women are now in my mouth, probing ravenously. My cock is throbbing up against the cock cage. After a few more moments of this Vanessa bites down hard on my lower lip. She and Jessica giggle as I scream from the pain.

A strange feeling is beginning to come over me. The combination of the sadistic divorce agreement coupled with the physical sensations is creating a kind of masochistic fury within me. So, what I do surprises me as much as Vanessa and Jessica.

"Vanessa, would you kick me in the balls, hard." Vanessa smiles, as if she has just succeeded in breaking my will completely. As if in my request I have now allowed her to turn me against myself. As if I have just crossed a line that she has been waiting for me to cross all along. She kneels down beside me and pulls down my pink frilly panties. She pulls them down to the ground. My balls, displayed in sharp relief by the cord that has them bound are all red from being tied up. Vanessa stands back up. She raises her right stiletto heeled black pump up, suspends it in mid-air for a second and then says "You didn't say please!" I respond "Please kick me in the balls." At that moment Vanessa kicks me hard in my balls. An unbelievable pain shoots through me, almost knocking me over. Through the waves of pain I can hear Vanessa and Jessica laughing.

"Please kick me again, please." I say. Vanessa grins wickedly at my presentation. Vanessa pulls her foot up again right underneath my testicles and then swings her foot down and then up again, this time kicking even harder than before. Again the pain shoots through me like an electric shock. Again both Vanessa and Jessica start to laugh.

Vanessa kneels down again next to me and kisses me tenderly on my cheek. "It pleases me so that you've become so docile and broken. I'm so happy to see that I've fully broken you. That even you are now contributing to your own destruction. It gets me wet witnessing your complete presentation to my sadistic will. That you are now assisting me in harming you."

I find myself wanting to please Vanessa more and more. I am filling up with her depravity. "I'd like to pay you for all of your trouble in coming up with the divorce settlement, Vanessa. So I'd like to pay you $10,000. I'll write you a check right now." Vanessa, grinning cruelly with my growing presentation proceeds to untie my arms. She then hands me my checkbook from the desk. I proceed to write her a $10,000 check and sign it. Vanessa takes the check and then re-ties my wrists. She then kisses me on the cheek.

"May I kiss your ass for a moment, please?" I beg Vanessa.

"Sure, why not. You've earned it for a night." Vanessa stands back up and gets in front of where I am kneeling, with her ass facing me. She pulls down her black panties with a girlish wiggle. As soon as her panties are beneath her ass cheeks she proceeds to bend over a bit and back up into my face. I strain up to push my lips against her asshole. I begin kissing and licking her puckered asshole. It has the same taste I remember from months ago. I am straining from kneeling and having my wrists tied behind me to get my face further up against her ass. Vanessa teases me by pulling slightly away from me and then pushing her ass back in my face. As soon as I get more excited by kissing her ass she slightly pulls away and giggles. For a brief moment she grabs me by my hair and pulls me roughly into her ass while she wiggles it in my face. Then, announces "That's all you get!" And pulls her panties back up.

She looks at her watch and says "My, look at the time. Paul and Mike are expecting us at the restaurant to celebrate the signing of the divorce settlement. Why don't we tuck Andrew into bed before we leave."

Still entranced by my the sadism of the moment I ask Vanessa a question. "Did you happen to bring any fleas with you Vanessa?" Why, of course I did, I wasn't sure I was going to need them tonight, I had planned on a number of other cruelties, but, yes I did bring a bag just in case."

Vanessa goes over to the box and pulls out my nylon diaper and a bag of fleas. She comes over to me and pulls off my pink panties. She pulls on my diaper and gets the bag of fleas. Once the diaper is secured on me she proceeds to pour the fleas directly onto my cock and balls before snapping the diaper shut again and keeping the fleas inside.

Jessica and Vanessa untie my wrists and carry me over to the bed. They pull the covers off the bed and help me to get into the bed. They have me lie on my back. Still with the butt plug up my ass and the cord tied around my cock, the flea diaper around my hips and the pink tutu around my waist.

"Well, Jessica, why don't we leave Andrew something to remember us by, you know, what we discussed earlier?" Jessica nods and giggles. Vanessa proceeds to squat over my face. She pulls her panties down a little bit. Vanessa then begins urinating on my face, so that it sprays into my mouth, my nose, my eyes and my hair. Then after she finishes Jessica proceeds to squat over my face and then she lets loose and pee's all over my face for an even longer amount of time. They get up and get dressed. Vanessa pulls the covers over me and they both tuck the covers in. As I am covered in a puddle of their urine on my face they both blow me kisses to me and head out the door.

"Pleasant dreams." They both say in unimister.

CHAPTER 11

It has been one month since I last saw Jessica. Today is the day that our divorce becomes final. It is also the day that all the financial agreements come do. I have to give Jessica a check for $2,000,000. Caught up in the sadistic depravity of the moment, I foolishly chose to give Vanessa $10,000 for her help in the divorce settlement. I now have only $1500 in the bank. Jessica is coming over to my seedy residential hotel to pick up the check. There is a knock at the door.

Jessica walks in with a confident air of pitying superiority. Dressed to the nines in a black skirt, blouse, stockings and the expensive shoes I bought Jessica for her trip to Paris, a pair of Manolo Blahnik's black high heel pumps. She sits down on the bed. I sit down next to her.

"The check?" Jessica puts her hand out. I hand her the check. She looks at it, and then smiles with a haughty smirk. "That's a lot of shoes!" After a few moments of small talk. Jessica wants to talk about our divorce.

"So today is the last day of our marriage. Four and a half years. And in all that time, you only had sex with your wife once and you never were allowed to cum. It's pretty funny, a lot of guys get married in order to have regular sex, you got married and had sex once. Of course I did pretty well for myself. Lots of hot sex, lots of orgasms, unlimited degradation of my husband and now a check for $2,000,000. Some girls have all the luck!"

Jessica begins undressing and takes off all of her clothes, including her panties and bra. She tells me to take off my clothes. I do. I'm naked except for my cock cage. "Well, now that it's the last day of our marriage, it's time for you to take off that nasty cock cage I've made you wear for the last four and a half years. She takes the key from around her neck and inserts it into the lock and then pulls off the cage. It feels strange to not have my cock imprimistered. Jessica looks at my cock, caresses it a bit, as if it is a completely alien thing for her, which, I guess, it is. I instantly get hard as a rock.

"Oh my, he's frisky. I guess four and a half years in solitary confinement will do that. I guess four and a half years of not cumming will do that to a cock. Well, Andrew, I've actually decided to have a little pity on you and grant you one wish before becoming your ex-wife. I've decided to let you have sex with me once more before I leave you and to even let you cum. I can't wait to see what four and a half years of built-up orgasm looks and sounds like. I bet you're going to just fill my pussy with gallons of cum!" Jessica begins kissing me on the mouth. Her tongue probing my mouth hungrily. She then gets into the bed and beckons me to join her. We get under the covers with me on top of Jessica, my cock rubbing against her ever moistening pussy. I can feel the pussy juice begin to coat my cock as I rub against Jessica's pussy. It feels unbelievably good.

"You know, Andrew, I've been thinking about the future. Things are going great with Paul. We may even marry soon. But something has been concerning me. I know that a part of me still needs to be a bitch, still needs to degrade and humiliate. But I have no desire to degrade Paul. So, you see the conflict I'm in. I'm going to need someone, some object, really, to dominate, degrade and humiliate. Kind of like a bitch filter, I need someone that I can dump all of my sadistic cuckolds brownie on. I don't want any of that part of me to leak out into my relationship with Paul.

And then I realized I've got you!. I realized that just because we're getting divorced doesn't mean I can't still be a bitch to you. So, here's my proposition. I propose that you and I get together, say, four times a year, and I treat you like cuckolds brownie, degrade and debase you, make you worship my asshole while I humiliate you, and then say good-bye and return to Paul. Of course we wouldn't have sex, you'd just be my own sadism toy that I could play with and then discard until the craving builds up again. What do you say?"

Jessica begins kissing my face tenderly.

"That sounds great, I only wish it could be more than four times a year."

"Yes, I figured you'd feel that way. But that's all I'll need from you. You must know I really have no feelings for you anymore. The four times a year is just enough to purge myself of my bitchiness. I think it will really help my relationship with Paul to have you to kick around. We'd get together for an hour or so, I'd come over here and treat you badly and then leave. So, then it's agreed."

We continue kissing passionately as my cock is getting desperate to feel the inside of Jessica's pussy and my balls are aching to cum. Jessica gets on top of me and moves down my body. "I want to taste your cock, I've forgotten what it tastes like." Jessica begins kissing and licking my engorged cock. She runs her tongue along the shaft and then places it in her mouth, gently sucking and licking the head. I am delirious with sensation and arousal. Jessica continues licking and sucking my cock for a few more minutes, her pouty yet demanding mouth moving all over my cock. Then, she moves underneath me yet again. Her pussy is now fully juicy and her juices leave a trail on my cock as it rubs against her.

"Are you ready to fuck me?" Jessica asks.

* "I've been ready for seven years." I reply.

"I'll bet you have. Just rub up against my pussy first, though. Get closer to cumming than you have in years, okay?'
I do as she tells me. I begin accelerating my rubbing against her pussy. I can feel myself getting more and more aroused, I can feel myself getting ready to cum. Jessica is watching my face very closely. After a few more moments she begins to smile and then speak.

"You know what? I've just changed my mind. We've spent all this time building up seven years of frustration. It would be a shame to lose all of that now, you know. You've come so far in not cumming. I think it's more of a turn on for me if you don't cum. I thought I wanted to be nice to you, but, I guess I really don't want to. Stop rubbing right now." Jessica says with cruel delight.

I stop, crushed by being so close. My cock is throbbing with expectation. Jessica gets up and goes to the mini-refrigerator by the door. She takes out some ice and puts them in a paper towel. She returns to me and begins applying the ice to my swollen and expectant cock. As she is icing me down she continues talking. "You know, I just had a wicked thought. Let's put you back into your cock cage. Let's keep going with all of this. Even though we are divorced let's just keep going with it. You'll continue to wear the cock cage, unable to have sex, unable to cum, while I'm having sex just about everyday with Paul, and even though I'll only see you four times a year, you'll still be monogamous to me, even though I'm with someone else. You'll still be loyal to me. It'll be such a turn-on for me to be lying in Paul's arms knowing you're here in this seedy little hotel room all alone and wearing your cock cage for little old me. I'll be having really hot sex night after night and you'll be all alone here unable to even masturbate! Could we please, could we, could we?" Jessica asks in a little girl's excited voice.

Again, overcome with the sheer sadism of the moment I agree. I agree to let Jessica keep me locked up in the cock cage even though I'll only be seeing her four times a year for about an hour each time. But, somehow, I agree to her terms. She kisses me tenderly all over my face. She places my cock back into the cock cage. And then locks it. And then she reaches into her handbag and pulls out a dildo.

"Here, put this in your mouth so that it sticks out forward of your mouth so that you can fuck me with the dildo so I can cum."

Jessica rolls over onto her stomach and pulls her ass up into the air and pulls her pussy lips apart. She wants me to fuck her with the dildo from behind. I place the dildo in my mouth and then gingerly begin penetrating her pussy with it. I begin thrusting deeper and faster. As I'm doing this, her asshole is at the tip of my nose, closer and then farther away and then closer again. The rhythm is magictic. Jessica is getting closer and closer to cumming but all I'm aware of is her beautiful puckered anus right in front of my nose, so close and then so far, and then so close. After a few more minutes of this Jessica begins cumming in a secession of excited squeals. After her orgasm passes I stop. Jessica says "You may worship my asshole if you like."

I begin passionately kissing her asshole. I begin tenderly kissing her sweet rosebud and then more intently begin licking. I am licking so passionately and devoutly. Jessica starts to giggle. "You were so close to fucking me and cumming. Oh, well, it's sure funny the way things have worked out for you and me. I get to have my cake and eat it too. And you get nothing. Poor baby. Poor ex-husband. Doesn't get to cum in marriage, doesn't get to cum in divorce, you just can never win. Oooh, look at the time. I want to be home before Paul gets there. Now I really need to be fucked. Thanks for warming me up."

Jessica gets up and gets dressed while I remain in bed. She comes over to me, kisses me on my face and says "I guess I really am a bitch, oh well. See you in four months." And she walks out of the room.

Chapter 12


Four Months Later


Flea Diaper

Four months have passed. I received a phone call last week from Jessica. She wanted to arrange for our meeting. She told me that she would come over to my residential hotel at 4:00 in the afternoon.

At 4:00 Jessica arrives. She has brought Vanessa with her. She comes through the door with boxes from expensive stores under her arms. She puts down all her bags. "I was just out spending your money." Jessica and Vanessa laugh. Jessica looks better than I've ever seen her. She is dressed in a very classy and sophisticated outfit. A black cocktail dress, black pumps, etc. She sits down on the bed . Vanessa looks equally sophisticated and sexy.

"I've got to tell you - this new arrangement is totally working for me. Knowing that you are here, wearing the cock cage, unable to have sex, unable to cum, unable to be with another woman, while I'm with Paul, oh, I forgot to tell you that he's moved in with me. Anyway, just knowing that you're here, all alone, in this seedy little horrible place, thinking about me while I'm being fucked by Paul."

"We don't have a lot of time to spend with you today. I've got to get back home soon, Paul is meeting me there at 5:00. We are going away for the week, up to Vermont to a bed and breakfast. So today will just be a little visit."

Jessica rolls over onto her stomach. She hikes her dress up a bit and pulls her panties down, exposing her beautiful ass.

"Do you miss worshipping my ass?"

"You know I do, desperately."

"Alright then, you may now worship my asshole for a little while."

I begin kissing and then licking Jessica's puckered asshole. As I do she continues talking. "You know Andrew, I was sitting at home and I was looking over all of your stuff, and it was just so sad. All of your CD's, all of your books, all of your art objects and I felt bad for you. I thought that it isn't right that I've got all of your stuff and you live here with what, one piece of art on the wall? So, I took all of your stuff and put them in boxes and put them by the door. And I was getting ready to bring them here to you today. But Vanessa called me and when I told her I was getting ready to come and see you she told me she wanted to come along. She came over and when she saw all of your things packed up in boxes she insisted that we not bring them back to you, but to dump them all in the trash. And I thought about it for a minute and then thought, what the hell, it'll be easier to throw your stuff out then to carry it over to you here. So, all of your books, CD's, and art stuff are in a dumpster outside of the building."

While hearing this my heart sunk, but my lips and tongue sped up their kissing and licking of Jessica's ass.

"It's kind of funny if you think about it. Here you are with your lips and tongue feverishly worshipping the asshole of the woman that has taken away five million dollars from you, leaving you with nothing, has taken away all of your worldly possessions, your role as husband and, finally, your manhood itself, locked up in a cage of which only I have the key. Here we are, in this cuckolds browniety little SRO, the only thing you can afford, your cock locked up by a woman that doesn't let you have sex, doesn't let you cum and doesn't even allow you the pleasure of her company except for three visits a year of about half-an-hour each. Look at you, after all this cruel treatment your only response is to fasten your lips even more passionately to my asshole." Jessica smiles at me with an air of pitying superiority.

"And then Vanessa and I got to talking about our plans for you and she had some interesting ideas that I liked and so I invited her up here with me today to tell you about them. Vanessa, why don't you tell him what you told me."

Vanessa moves her face down to near mine while I am licking Jessica's ass. She begins talking as I continue worshipping Jessica's rear.

"I came up with a couple of ideas that I thought would be good for you and for Jessica. The first idea is that we want you to wear a flea diaper everyday. We want you to wake up, and after you shower for you to put on a diaper and then for you to pour a bag of fleas into your diaper, then close it up and then finish getting dressed, while wearing your diaper underneath your pants. We thought it would be good for you to have some discipline in your life. We'd like you to wear them five days a week, we'll give you the weekends off for you to heal up. I imagine all of those flea bites are going to be irritating to your cock and asshole. So, you can have the weekends off. But, Monday through Friday, we want you to wear the flea diaper every day, though you can take it off when you go to relax. We don't want to be unfair or anything."

As Vanessa is saying all of this I continue licking Jessica's ass ever more ardently.

"Do you accept our new requirement of you? You may stop licking Jessica's ass for a moment to tell us."

I pull my face out of Jessica's ass and say "Yes, I accept wearing the flea diaper five days a week." I stop talking and put my face back in Jessica's butt.

"In order to make sure that you do as we say I will make periodic spot checks and surprise you and see if you are complying with our requirement. If you aren't wearing the flea diaper, you will never see Jessica again. Isn't that right Jessica?"

"Yes, that's right. If Vanessa reports to me that she has visited you and you aren't wearing the flea diaper you will never see me again."

I continue eating Jessica's ass. After a few more minutes Jessica pushes my face away with her hand while sneering at me and pulls up her panties. She gets off the bed and straightens herself up. Vanessa opens up one of the unmarked boxes. She pulls out a plastic bag and a diaper. "In this box there are ten bags of fleas and five pairs of diapers. The fleas can live in these bags for about two weeks. Each week I will mail you your next weeks bags. I gave you enough diapers for Monday through Friday."

Vanessa hands me the diaper. I immediately take off my clothes and put the diaper on. Once it is on Vanessa waits for me to pull open the front. I open the front of the diaper and she then pours the contents of the bag onto my cock. I then snap the diaper shut.

Vanessa says "Well, that's all the time we have for you today." I immediately fall to my knees and say "May I make a request, Vanessa?" She looks at me and nods her head. "May I please kiss your ass a little bit before you go?" Vanessa smiles, then walks over to where I am kneeling and places her backside up against me. She pulls up her dress revealing her panty clad ass in front of my face.

"I would have thought you've had enough asshole on your lips for one day, Andrew. Jessica, he hasn't had his fill of brown nosing for one day! We'll I guess after four months of being deprived of the taste of ass on your lips you would get a little hungry for it."

Vanessa pulls her panties down and bends over just a bit with both hands on her hips and her ass just inches from my face.

"I don't think so, I mean, what's in it for me?" Vanessa and Jessica begin to laugh.

"It is such a nice ass though, and I bet it tastes pretty ripe right now. But no, you can't kiss it and lick it, no."

Vanessa kind of sways around with her hands on her hips sticking her ass even further out and toward my face.

I make her an offer. "Vanessa, how about if I agree to wear the flea diaper on Saturdays as well, six days a week. If I promised to do that would you let me kiss your ass right now?"

"Hmm, that is an interesting proposition. Let me think about it for a moment." Vanessa places her hands on her ass cheeks and pulls them apart a bit.

"I'll tell you what. You will wear the flea diaper on Saturdays, but I'm just not in the mood to feel your tongue on my asshole, so for the price of having to wear the flea diaper for an additional day, I will allow you to pull my panties back up over my ass and then you will be allowed to kiss each cheek once through my panties. Not quite the same as being allowed to eat out my asshole for a few minutes, but then, what kind of a bitch would I be if I didn't treat you cruelly?" Vanessa and Jessica break up into laughter again.

Forlornly, I pull up Vanessa panties and then kiss each cheek once. Vanessa then pulls up her dress.

"Kissing each of my ass cheeks once was worth forty eight extra days a year of having fleas crawl all over your cock and balls and bite you, don't you think?" Vanessa giggles.

The girls pick up their bags and they both come over to me and each gives me a brief peck on the cheek before they head out the door. As she's closing the door Jessica says "See you in four months!"

I crawl into bed, horny, frustrated and lonely as the fleas begin biting my cock and balls.


* * *

After a month of my new regimen I am beginning to get accustomed to it. After I get up in the morning I put my flea diaper on and then I pull out one of the flea bags and then pour the contents of it directly on top of my cock. Once I empty the bag completely I then quickly fasten the snaps on the diaper and secure it. Then I put my pants on over the diaper and finish dressing. I then head off to work. After I get home I keep the diaper on until I go to relax. I never know when Vanessa might make a surprise visit. So, usually, the flea diaper stays on until about eleven or twelve o'clock. Then I take the diaper off in the shower, rinse all of the fleas off of me, and then rinse all the fleas off the diaper. I set the diaper on the shower curtain so it will dry out overnight. After I've spent a day in the flea diaper, I have to tend to my cock and balls. They are always very red and irritated, covered in flea bites. The bites are very red and very itchy. I take out my jar of aloe vera gel and cover my cock and balls with it. I then get into bed and try to relax. I wake up and start the whole procedure over again, five days a week.

On Sunday, my one day off, I try to heal up as best I can. I usually take a long bath, then cover myself in aloe vera gel. Some days are better and some days are worse than others. Some days the fleas are more voracious than on other days.

As I said, a month has passed and now I am fairly used to my new lifestyle. But my mood has been dropping. I find this lifestyle of relative depravation to be increasing my loneliness. I was accustomed to being horny all the time and being teased and denied all the time while I was married to Jessica. But now that we are divorced and I only see her once every four months for an hour, I find myself feeling more and more depressed. It is one thing to be denied actively, but to be denied passively is another story. The acute horny ache I used to experience wi

CHAPTER 13


Fleas In Heat

Two more weeks have passed. I now have been wearing the flea diaper for thirty days straight and the cumulative amount of fleas are thirty bags worth. The irritation has become unbearable. It doesn't help that it is July in New York City. It is both very hot and very humid. The heat and humidity are just making the flea diaper even more horrible than normal. The sweating and chafing just seems annoy the fleas and they are more active than ever in biting me.

Jessica is coming over. She called and said that she needed my help to go shopping. She knows that tonight is the night I'm allowed to take off my flea diaper, rinse all the fleas off of me and spend a night without the fleas before starting the whole process over tomorrow.

Jessica arrives wearing a short black skirt, beautiful blouse and black stiletto heels. She looks incredibly sexy and she knows it. I am wearing a baggy pair of pants and a t-shirt.

"Tell me, Andrew, how does this heat wave affect the flea diaper." I tell Jessica how much worse it is. I tell her how the more I sweat inside the diaper the more aggressive the fleas become.

"Hmm. That gives me an idea. I want you to change into a different outfit. I want you to put a pair of heavy wool pants and a flannel shirt. I want you to have to suffer for getting to spend the day as my slave. I want you to sweat like never before and I want to watch you suffer. I know, I want you to put on a couple of extra pair of underwear over your flea diaper to make that part of your body extra, extra hot and sweaty."

I do as Jessica instructs me. I put on three pair of jockey briefs over my flea diaper and then put on a pair of heavy wool pants and a flannel shirt. I look ridiculous on this hot and humid July afternoon. It is 92 degrees and 90% humid. And I am about to start suffering.

Jessica takes me all over the city on her shopping spree. We go shoe shopping at Manolo Blahnik, lingerie shopping at Wolford, make-up shopping at Bloomingdales, dress shopping at Bergdorf's and on and on with me carrying all of the boxes as we travel from store to store. Needless to say I am unbearably hot in my winter outfit. Jessica seems to be enjoying my agony. Finally we return to Jessica's apartment late in the afternoon.

After unpacking all of the items purchased today Jessica takes off all of her clothes and lies down on her bed. She tells me to take off my shoes, socks and shirt. Jessica gets up and goes over to the closet and takes out a number of items including an electric blanket and a down comforter. She then lies down on her bed again. After taking off my socks, shoes and shirt I join her wearing my heavy wool pants and three pairs of jockey underwear underneath. Jessica puts on a thick coat of dark red lipstick. That and a smile is all she is wearing.

Jessica pulls out a bag. I recognize the type. It is the same bag that the fleas that are mailed to me each week are in. I can only assume they are another days worth of fleas.

"I had Vanessa mail me a bag of fleas so I could use them on you if I wanted to. And now I'm in the mood. Come over here and undo your pants so that I can pour another bag of fleas into your flea diaper."

I stand up next to Jessica and open my pants. When she is ready I pull the flea diaper open just enough for Jessica to pour the bag into my diaper. She pours the fleas right on top of my cock and balls. I can immediately feel the fleas as they instantly begin biting my cock ferociously. They've probably been in that bag for over a week now and are insatiably hungry. The fleas are always their most tenacious when they first come into contact with my flesh. As soon as Jessica has emptied the bag on me I pull the diaper shut. Jessica studies my face for signs of discomfort. When she sees it she begins to giggle.

"Now you're probably wondering why I pulled out the electric blanket and that extra heavy down comforter. Well, keeping you overheated is really turning me on and knowing that your sweat really aggravates the fleas is just making me so wet. So, I figured that wrapping the electric blanket around you and then the down comforter over it would make for an excellent heat *** chamber for you and your little friends. Now wrap yourself in the blankets and I'm going to turn the electric blanket up to full. And then let's see what happens."

I wrap myself in the blankets like a cocoon around me as Jessica plugs in the electric blanket and turns it up all the way. It doesn't take much time for the electric blanket to start heating up. And in no time I begin sweating profusely as the two blankets are doing their job on this extremely hot and humid July afternoon.

I am lying now on top of the bed between Jessica's legs wrapped in the blankets. Jessica is naked and smiling broadly watching me suffer. Sweat is beginning to drip off of my farhead onto the bed.

Jessica begins fingering her clit as she watches me continue to get hotter and hotter. My face is turning bright red and is now covered in sweat. Jessica is getting more and more excited and the speed with which she is fingering herself is increasing.

Jessica pulls me down to her and begins kissing my face and licking it. I can feel my cock getting harder inside its steel cage.

"I have something to tell you, something really big."

"What is it?"

"I am getting married, to Paul, in a month!"

"What?"

"Paul and I are getting married, next month. I wanted to wait till it was only a month away before telling you. I am so in love with him and him with me that we decided to tie the knot. Aren't you happy for me?"

"I, I, I don't know...I guess so."

Jessica continues kissing and licking my face.

"But I have to tell you some bad news for you. Once I'm married to Paul I will no longer see you. It wouldn't be right. No, I've decided that you and I can no longer get together once I'm married to Paul. Not ever."

Jessica begins to giggle.

"Oh, but don't worry. I haven't forgotten about you. At the reception we are going to have a special room set aside for you. There are a few things I need to do to you before I say goodbye to you, we have to take care of that nasty cock cage I've kept you locked in for the last seven years. And then a few other surprises too await you."

Jessica begins to kiss and lick my face more aggressively.

"Oh, and I know what I want for your wedding present. I know that tonight is the night you were planning on taking off that horrible flea filled diaper. I know you've been wearing it every day and night for the last month and that it has thirty bags of fleas in it. But, since I'm getting married in thirty days I have a special request of you. I want you to continue wearing this same diaper every day and night for the next thirty days and thirty nights. And I want you to continue adding another bag of fleas every day until my wedding. So that on my wedding day you will have sixty bags of fleas feeding on your cock and balls and ass. And then at my wedding reception you will be permitted to take it off and clean yourself off. Would you do that for me as my wedding gift from you to me?"

"I, I guess so, sure, if that's what will make you happy Jessica."

"Well, it's not what will make me happy so much as it will make you miserable, and that's what makes me happy."

At this point I'm almost fainting from the heat, the sweat, and the news of Jessica's impending wedding.

"Good! Then it's settled. You'll be wearing this nasty flea diaper for another month."

Jessica continues to kiss and lick my face as she begins talking in the little girl voice she likes to when she's about to humiliate me further.

"Poor little wimp, now he has to wear the nasty flea diaper for another thirty days. And, worst of all, his ex-wife is about to get married and he'll never get to worship her pretty little asshole ever again. Does that bother you?"

"Yes."

"Poor little wimp. And you'll never get to be humiliated by her anymore while she kisses and licks your face. Are you horny?"

"Yes, I'm unbelievably horny."

"Mmm. Good."

Jessica turns over onto her stomach and lifts her ass into the air just a bit.

"Show me how grateful you are that I am making you wear the flea diaper for another month."

I place my puckered lips against Jessica's puckered asshole and begin kissing and licking her pinkish hole.

"I like that I can order you to wear that diaper for another month, then tell you that I'm getting married next month and that you will never see me again and the next thing I know is you're kissing my asshole for all it's worth. I'm going to miss humiliating you and then making you kiss my ass. Then again, I don't think I'll ever really think about you again. You've never really been my husband, you've never been a man. You've never had sex with me and you've never even got to cum with me. You've been only a pathetic little wimp that I could control and degrade and frustrate. Your lips have spent more time where I cuckolds brownie than my feminine flower. And now even your pathetic role as my slave is coming to an end. But not before you'll have spent two solid months wearing that horrible flea diaper. Talk about adding insult to injury!"

I continue to passionately kiss Jessica's asshole with more and more fervor. After another few moments Jessica pushes me away with the back of her hand. She gets up and gets something out of the box she keeps in the closet. I recognize that it is the funnel and tube that she used to pee into my flea diaper a few weeks ago.

"I have to pee. And I want to pee on you. But I don't want to wash the fleas from feasting on your cock so I'm going to pee into your flea diaper but I'm going to do it from the side so that my urine will form a puddle by your ass and balls so that the fleas will continue biting your cock. It's so hot out that the idea of you walking home hot, sweaty, flea-ridden and with my urine puddling around your balls and ass is just to fun!"

I stand up and Jessica inserts the clear plastic tubing into my diaper. She tells me to squat down. Once I'm squatting Jessica places the funnel under her pussy. A moment later, a yellow stream of her urine begins cascading out of her. A moment later the stream begins filling the diaper. It is hot and begins puddling around my balls and my ass. Jessica continues to urinate for a good forty five seconds. Her urine begins stinging my flea bitten skin. After she is done she pulls the tube out of my diaper and places it back into the closet.

"There, all done. Well, I have to get ready for my dinner date with Paul. So, I'll be sending you home now. I love how you look right now. All hot, sweaty, flea-bitten and bathing in my urine. The look on your face is just precious. I only wish I could kick you in the balls a few times. Oh, well, I'll have to wait for the wedding for that. You'll be receiving the invitation to the wedding shortly with a list of instructions for you. Jessica walks over to the doorway and, leaning against it, sticks her ass out at me.

"You may kiss me goodbye now."

I walk over to where Jessica is standing, get down on my knees and begin kissing her beautiful ass goodbye. Jessica starts to giggle before she kicks me out of her home.

Epilogue

Ten years later I received a letter from Jessica telling me that she was going to pay me a visit in one week. It has been eighteen years since I've cum. Eighteen years since I have had sex. Since Jessica left me ten years ago, I have been completely faithful to her. I have kept my cock cage on without a break and I have not had any sexual, physical or even platonic interactions of any kind.

Jessica arrives wearing a short black skirt, open-toed four inch platform heels and a tight fitting blouse. She hasn't aged a day. She looks stunningly beautiful and she knows it. I am still living in the same squalid SRO that I was living in when I last saw Jessica ten years ago. I have been living on welfare, as Jessica had told me to. Jessica clearly doesn't belong in my world anymore, and it shows. She, like a character in a film who is in color in an otherwise black and white film.

Jessica takes off all of her clothes leaving only her platform shoes on. She lies down on top of my bed and then proceeds to put on a thick layer of dark red lipstick. She tells me to take off all of my clothes and to join her on the bed. I strip, left wearing only my cock cage. I lie down next to Jessica on the bed.

"Have you been a good boy?" Jessica asks me.

"Yes, you know I have."

"I know you have."

There is an air of cavalierness to Jessica that I wasn't expecting. Her bitchiness now has the particular quality of being smugly self-satisfied. A quality of only marginally being interested in my well being. She seems slightly bored by me and by this situation.

It is nonetheless turning me on.

Jessica gets up and goes to her bag and pulls out a container. On the container it says "Molecular Solvent." Jessica pulls me over to where she is standing and begins to pour the solvent into the key hole of the lock that she had previously poured epoxy glue into. A bit of smoke wafts out of the lock and then Jessica produces the key from her bag and immediately unlocks the cock cage.

"I was in a hardware store a few weeks ago and saw this stuff and found out that it works on epoxy glue. That's when I realized that you could, if you were so inclined, be able to undo the epoxy glue and then find a locksmith who would be able to open this lock. So, I went to a locksmith and found out that I could have a custom made lock made up for me. I told him that I needed to lock something up that I never wanted to be able to un-lock ever again. He said that he could custom build me a "one-way" lock. That is a lock that has no key-hole. It is simply a lock that locks but never un-locks."

Jessica reaches into her bag and produces the lock. It looks exactly like the lock I have been wearing except where there usually is a key hole there is nothing but solid metal.

"Once I lock this onto you there will be absolutely no way of un-locking it."

Jessica begins kissing my face again.

She takes the lock and places it on my cock cage.

"Jessica, couldn't you take out my cock and tease it for a little while before locking me in the one-way lock?"

"No, I don't think so. I mean, you've gone ten years without having your cock touched by a woman, so, what's the difference?" Jessica sniffs haughtily.

Jessica begins licking my face.

"No, you don't get to feel anything with your little weenie."

Jessica snaps the one-way lock onto my cock cage and locks it with an air of utter nonchalance.

"There. All done. Poor little baby!"

Jessica gives my face another lick of her tongue.

"That'll be $106.78"

"What?"

"That's how much it cost me to get this lock custom made. You can hardly expect me to pay for it, after all, it's your lock."

"But, I can't afford that! I barely have enough to eat!"

"Well, that's not my problem, now is it?" Jessica sniffs haughtily.

"Well, I don't have that kind of money."
"Bring me your wallet."

I go and get my wallet and hand it to Jessica.

"Let's see, you've got $42 and $25 dollars in food stamps. I'll take it and you'll owe me another $38.78."

"But that's all the money I have to eat with for the next week! Please, at least let me keep the food stamps!"

"You've given up sex to please me, it seems like a natural progression for you to give up eating to please me. You know, it's not the money, it's the principle of it. I'm certainly not going to pay for your sexual frustration. That's your problem! If securing your continued sexual frustration means that you won't be eating for another week, that's your tough luck! Besides, it kind of turns me on to know that by continuing your sexual frustration I'm now depriving you of the privilege of eating too!"

Jessica takes the food stamps in her hands and then rips them up in front of my face smiling with cruel delight.

"I'll expect a check for the rest next month."

"I love you Jessica."

"I know you do."

Jessica lies down on the bed and spreads her legs.

"So tell me how frustrated you are after 18 years of not cumming."

"Well, it's pretty hideous. My balls always hurt and there is just a constant ache in my cock and my testicles. I keep hoping I will get used to it and it will get better but it only gets worse with every passing year."

"Mmmm. That's such a turn-on that I've caused you so much pain and suffering! Knowing that because of my bitchiness there is this guy in the world with this constant ache in his balls and cock just gets me so, so wet. Knowing that because of my sadistic imagination there's a guy in the world who hasn't cum in 18 years just fills my pussy with juice. Knowing that just because I'm such a total bitch there's some guy willing to forfeit sex and sexual relief for the rest of his life!"

Jessica begins rubbing her clit.

"I'm horny! Get between my legs and watch me masturbate."

I lie down on the bed and bring my head right up next to Jessica's pussy. I watch as she continues to finger her clit.

"So, let me tell you about my life. We live in a mansion in Greenwich Connecticut. Between the five million dollars I took from you and Paul's earnings from all his companies we live like royalty. I have two beautiful flowers, Blythe and Paige, who are nine and seven, respectively. You would really like Blythe, she's quite the little bitch already, always bossing boys around, just like her lady! I drive a Jaguar convertible and we travel a great deal. So, tell me about your life."

Jessica begins speeding up her fingering of her clit as I begin describing my life.

"Well, I live here in this squalid little room. I receive $750 a month from welfare and so it's almost impossible to make ends meet. I don't have any money to spend on anything so I mostly stay here in the room and watch television. I don't have any friends and I don't ever socialize."

Jessica begins breathing heavier and heavier and begins moaning the way she does as she approaches orgasm. She is finding my sad story a real turn-on, apparently.

"I especially avoid women, like you asked me to, and so I'm pretty isolated. And the last time I touched a woman was your wedding day ten years ago. So, as you can see, our lives couldn't be more different, yours couldn't be any more abundant and mine couldn't be any more bleak and lonely."

Jessica begins shuddering as she begins her orgasm. I watch as her toes curl and her nostrils flare as she starts to scream out with joy. After a few minutes to recover Jessica opens her eyes.

"Poor little baby!" Jessica begins to laugh with an air of pitying superiority while she begins licking my face like an ice cream cone.

"It's really too bad things have turned out for you the way they have. Me, with everything, and you, with nothing." Jessica continues to lick and giggle simultaneously.

"I'll tell you what. Why don't you rub up against my pussy inside your cock cage. You can still get plenty frustrated inside your cock cage."

I begin rubbing faster and faster against Jessica's pussy. Slowly but surely gaining speed. So that I can feel my balls just dying to empty, just dying to cum. I keep on going and in just a little amount of time I'm there. I can feel that if I keep on going for very much longer that I will have an orgasm.

"Jessica I'm there. I'm right before cumming."

Jessica smiles and then pushes me up so that my cock cage loses contact with her pussy. After a moment or two my arousal pulls back just enough so that I am confident that I am not about to cum.

Jessica begins kissing my face tenderly.

"Are you just so close to cumming?"

I nod.

"But I'm not going to let you cum, am I?"

I shake my head.

"Do your little balls just ache so much?"

I nod.

"Poor little baby! Do your balls burn for me?"

"Yes, totally, I can't believe how much they hurt and are burning right now. I think not having been stimulated for ten years and now suddenly