Progression.

CHAPTER 37
Progression - The Cum Down

I could hear the vague sounds of Cara humming to herself in the en suite, once again the little minx was humming "Tulips from Amsterdam". I was thinking I wanted to fuck my own wife, rather than "make love". It was odd, I always loved her and did so even more now, but the idea of trying, or as best as I could, to FUCK her really hard. I couldn't help but stroke my dick. As I looked down at it I wondered whether stroke was actually the correct word.


Sad as I am I started to wonder whether wanking with my thumb and a couple of fingers quite merited the word stroke. I pictured Cara and those manicured fingers slowly stroking Leon. He hand had to travel an awful lot further than mine did now. The up and down, that was more of a stroke. The realisation that I didn't even quite measure up to the usual terminology of wanking / jerking or whatever, got me even more horny as it played to my cuck ideas.


I had drifted off and closed my eyes as I played with myself. For some reason, on opening my eyes, my gaze fell upon those sexy panties that Cara had been wearing this evening. I quickly got up and retrieved them before resuming my position, playing with my dick. I could feel how soft they were and could also see the distinct damp patch...caused by our play and the build up to the final act of my cuckolding. Cara must have been soaked and squirming!


The image of Leon putting the flimsy piece of sexy material to his nose flashed by, and I re-enacted his actions. Whilst still playing with my dick and playing the earlier events in my mind I brought the panties to my nose. I could feel the dampness and then I could smell Cara. That deep damp wonderful smell that had fuelled so many of my fantasies assailed my senses. It was combined with the smell of Leon's cum that had mingled with Cara's pussy when I "fell into" Cara. It whirled in my mind. There was no visual stimulus needed, I had those recent memories combined with the very familiar feel of my own hand round my dick. My eyes closed I inhaled deeply. Over the top of the soft music that still played came, "Go on cucky stroke that tiny dick and smell how wet Leon made me".


My eyes shot open and saw Cara standing at the foot of the bed grinning from ear to ear. A glint in her eye as she circled one nipple with her fingers and ran the other hand over her bald mound. The combination, that split second image, the scent of the panties and the shame of being caught wanking whilst sniffing my own wife's panties made me cum hard. I closed my eyes hard and arched my back and pulled down hard on my dick as I shot another load of cum into the air. I heard Cara cheer and playfully clap.


I wasn't sure whether I wanted to open my eyes or not, the feeling of hum ili ation at having cum once again. That I had been so weak and wasn't able to wait for Cara to return. I felt the bed move as Cara mounted the bed, and felt her close.


"I think little Robbie may be out of action again", and with that I felt another movement and then the pressure of Cara straddling my chest. My eyes shot open once again to be greeted by Cara's hand coming towards my mouth, and there dangling from her fingers was a small string of my own cum that she must have wiped from the bed. Some had ran down my dick, but some had actually made it a little distance from the source. Despite it being orgasm number 2 of the night, I had actually produced a reasonable amount. Of course nowhere near as much as Leon, but then I guess by now I didn't really expect to compete with him in matters like that.

My su bmiss ion and education by Ophelia and the recent situation caused me to open my lips ever so slightly. I didn't even really question it or think about what I was doing...as Cara ran her fingers over my lips, grinning from ear to ear.

"Bad little Robbie cant even wait for his little wifey to come and make him feel all big and hard", her playful tone almost mocked me and my inability to control myself, before she slowly started to edge up the bed. "Well as it appears you want to continue with our imposed denial of marital union, I guess I shall have to make do with your magical tongue". With that the music in the room became fainter as Cara's thighs settled around my ears!

I could still taste Leon in her pussy, even though it had been some time now since he left, it appeared that his seed was still slowly making its way back out to reinforce his sexual prowess. The taste was amazing, the cum and pussy tastes and smell mingling together with the unmistakable soft light smell of Cara's most recent pee. I careful stuck my tongue out aware that Cara may still be sensitive form the assault on her pussy. I felt a sharp intake of breath as I took a long lick from back to front, and then sadly the music regained its volume. Cara dismounted my face. "I'm sorry Robbie, I know how much you love licking my naughty little pussy, but it really is sensitive. I so wanted to feel you inside me, but you went and spoiled that. I thought another orgasm from your tongue would end the night well, but I guess we shall have to wait until morning".


Cara wanted to connect, to bond and touch, but didn't want me inside her. She said that she felt a little stretched and sore but also wanted to bask in the glow and memory of the evenings events.

Turning the music off and pulling the covers up over us both Cara once again held me tight. She kissed me and stroked my body, but made it apparent that she wasn't going to touch my dick. I kissed her back and made to pull the cover gently up over us.


"I love you so much for making this happen and giving me tonight, you really are the best hubby that a girl could have". Tonight has been an eye opener and amazing and we still have time here to have fun....." the kisses continued and stopped me from responding....."goodnight Robbie, good night my sweet lovely beautiful cucky".

..and with that Cara closed her eyes and was soon fast as leep.


I was warm and in my own little bubble as I thought about tonight, about how much I loved Cara and embrassingly, how much I loved the fact that Ophelia had pushed this to be a reality. Looking up at the ceiling and hearing Cara's soft breathing beside me made the cuckolding strangely soothing, like a release of where I needed to be. Well, at least this once! I wasn't sure that I wanted Cara to get too used to this. She had taken to the jump from play to reality abit too easily, and with Leon about who knew where it could go. It wasn't long before I drifted off to my own sl eep.


The sle ep itself was punctuated with dreams and images of wives being well used by hung studs, and yet I still found I slept well.

The next morning I woke to the sound of the shower running. Cara singing away to herself merrily and the few rays of sun that made it over the edge of the curtains dancing on the ceiling. I was content, loved and once again hard! "Little Robbie" had woken with a nice 4 and a half inch bit of wood. Instinctively my had reached down, sliding easily over my lower abdomen still smooth and devoid of any manly hair, until I was able to stroke my balls and begin fiddling with my dick.

Memories of last night, the glory of Leon and Cara's union and the ignominy of my panty sniffing wanking flashed across my mind.

"Stop that now you dirty little boy", the strident tones of Cara worked and caused me to stop playing with myself. The fake anger was followed immediately by that soft little chuckle and Cara dived on the bed, naked and fresh from the shower. She pulled back the covers and cozied into me. Our lips locked and her own hand replaced mine in fiddling with my dick. I couldn't help myself as I pushed my hips forward to meet and increase the pressure of her hand movements. Our tongues circled each other and probed our mouths...and then FUCK FUCKFUCK FUCK.


I lost it again, I squirted, albeit a small amount all over Cara's hand. I couldn't help it, I didn't want to, I wanted to make love to Cara, to finally feel my dick in her beautiful pussy. This was what the whole weekend was about, me uniting and making love to my wife. We had played with each other, had joked and denied ourselves. We had deliberately refrained from making love to make this weekend and Car's 40th a special moment...and there I was giving up Cara's pussy to Leon, and not being man enough to reclaim it. Was I going to be reduced to this, wanking and sniffing panties or getting a quick hand job from my wife the morning after she has seen her lover?

Cara broke the kiss and I could see the look of disappointment on her face, "Oh Robbie, what have you done? I hardly even touched you!.....She brought her hand up showing the few small threads of my cum on the backs of her fingers. I think the disappointment dampened her desire and ended any play, as she then reached across to the bedside table and cleaned her hands on a tissue.

She returned to her cuddling position and ran her hand over my chest, "It's OK Robbie, I suppose these things can happen when we have been playing with such amazing ideas and had such amazing experiences. I guess it shows how much you loved the whole thing last night if it is still making you cum so hard from such little contact"....and leaning in to kiss me once again...."and how much you love your little wifey being so naughty"......

Cara looked across at the clock on the table and then bounded out of bed. She stopped and playfully shook her cute little ass at me, looking over her shoulder...."or should that be your naughty little cuckoldress".....

I'm not sure if a wink like the one she gave me as she said that had ever seemed as sexy!

"Now come on Rob, this is our last day together here, we need to get out and see some sights. It may have been a memorable 40th birthday for me, but we can still see something of Amsterdam today before your flight home". She then became engrossed in tossing her clothes across the floor as she chose what to wear for the day.

It hit me once again that the weekend was almost over, so we had better get out and about. It wasn't long before we walked arm in arm down the street. For some reason, well, we both knew it, we were closer than ever. We took a lovely canal cruise around the city. Cara often dropping her head onto my shoulder. Next came the bloemenmarkt. I had never seen so many beautiful flowers, the colours and the smells. Cara called me soppy when I said that she was "the prettiest flower there". A little playful punch to the arm, but once again it came with a hug and a kiss. In between we had some lovely food and a couple of beers.

It really was a wonderful day, but all the while was the looming spectre of the fact that I had to return to England tonight. Whilst it was obvious we were closer than ever and still loved each other deeply, there was also that nagging thought that Cara would be here for the next week...as would Leon!!!!

Excellent ! Thank you for continuing your tale .... looking forward to feeling Robbie's angst when he returns and Cara remains....with Leon !!

That nagging thought indeed!
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

Chapter 38
Progression - Tricks (Of the Mind)

Whilst the day in Amsterdam had been wonderful, the sights and sounds of a major city, a light breeze and a warmth from the sun making the day a delight, there remained this nagging doubt in the back of my mind. I'm not sure I had ever felt as close to Cara as I had over the last 24hours, I loved her with a passion, one increased by our recent experience and kinky secret.

I felt comfort that she had acknowledged the fact that she had only done the deed, and followed through with our roleplay with the real Leon, as a result of the written request from me. I knew it wasnt really from me, but I questioned whether I had been pushed into this against my will. I had dithered for long enough , had thought Yes and NO! many a time, yet had always returned to the same idea. I really really wanted Cara to cuckold me, to take a lover, to get great cock, great orgasms and play to my submissivse short dicked hubby fantasies.
Well, now she had done it, we had done it and we walked through Amsterdam with a bounce in our step and love in our hearts.

I knew, or was as certain as I could be, as a husband can be after seeing his faithful wife cumming hard on a big cock, that Cara would not let Leon into her pussy again unless I specifically said it was OK. Irrespective of the fact that I still hadnt got my dick into Cara's amazing pussy for over a week now. Notwithstanding the fact that I had eaten another mans fresh cum from that same pussy, I was at ease and almost happy with the fact that I was the denied cuckolded husband who had gone away with his wife, and allowed another man to take pleasure in my wife as I could only watch. There was many a wannabe in the world who would never experience that heart stopping, tongue tieing, gut wrenching amazing, wonderful, roller coaster of emotions. So much of it was physical for Cara and Leon yet was hugely mental for me.

It must have all been a bit of a blur, or a romantic fog, as I only came round to the my real situation as I was packing my bag in preparation to fly back home. As Cara tidied her own clothes, and of course "fake Leon" away, I folded all my clothes into my case. I recall looking up and seeing Cara walking towards me dangling our recent purchase from Sabine. That playful little smile and the look of that devilish little cagein her hand. It caused my dick to stir a little.

"So does big Robbie think that "little robbie" should be safely locked away whilst his sweet little wifey is stays in sinful old Amsterdam?". Cara walked up to me and dropped the device in my case and gave me a passionate kiss and reached down to tease "little robbie"..........." It's OK Rob, I know that would cause problems with airport security and I'm no way that mean to my little cucky boy....at least not yet!"

Cara threw herself onto the bed and sat herself up against the head board. "In all seriousness Rob, it was amazing last night, I really cant believe that we, I mean I, well both of us, did it...you know???? we actually DID IT". Cara giggled and toyed with her hair as she gazed at me lovingly. "Its such a shame that you have to go back Rob, I really would love to spend more time with you here, maybe even play a little more with Leon, but as you wont be hear to be my devoted hubby, I think it is best we leave this until we can do it ...together".

With that I joined Cara on the bed and we made out like teenagers again. Our fumblings were rudely interupted by the bedside phone. It was reception advising us that my transfer had arrived to take me to the airport. Frustrated once again, the first drops of pre cum forming on my dick and I was left sticking out of my trousers as Cara took her hand away and giggled once again. It seemed that little giggle was becoming her tell tale sign of excitement of our new life and status.

I shall spare you all the details of our parting, it was warm loving and even a few tears were shed. It seemed that despite giving my wife away for the night i had actually brought her closer. The journey was once again a fog as I stared out of the window all the way back. To me the flight lasted 10 minutes as I was oblivious to everything else. Perhaps the only thing I was aware of was the fact that I was sh1t scared of being stopped and searched by Border Fo-rce on my return. I knew they could be stopping lots of people coming back from Amsterdam. The old "personal use" and possible obscene material. Most worryingly, what would they think if they opened my case and saw the chastity device, even more worrying was the fact I recalled that the flash drive was in my case, and there were certainly some obscene images on that. I tried to look as nonchalant as possible and hoped I didnt fit into any profile that warranted stopping. At least I had no cigarettes, so no thoughts I could be bringing them into to sell, and I think I would look like the "normal" businessman, that I was!

As I passed through the "channels" I couldnt help but get a slight thrill of the fact I could have been stopped. I realised it was playing to my sub cuck ideas. I could feel my dick starting to stir, and was almsot calmed by the fact that my 4inches dont show much of a tent!

Home arrived and the first thing I did was ring Cara. I needed to hear her voice and tell her how much I loved her and how grateful I was that we had shared this together and how much I wanted to make love to her on her return. We stayed on the phone for almost 2 hours. We relived the events of the weekend and how we had got there. We talked about the possibilities for the future and agreed once again that it was somethign we needed to think about in the cold light of day and that being together and agreeign to things going forward was important. Needless to say we both foud ourselves in our beds, me in London and Cara in Amsterdam. With all the talk we had both become horny and Cara had told me she wanted me to wank myself as she played with Leon.

As I quickly undressed and resumed my position on the bed, Cara had brought "fake Leon" to her bed. There followed a long distance mutual masturbation session that was only probably match by those we shared briefly when we first started dating. After both of us cumming hard and whispering our own sweet nothings to each other we parted and drifted off into our own seperate dreams, miles apart.

One of the bonuses of almost being my own boss, was that I could get out and about often and did not have to account for my whereabouts to many. It was this freedom and my satisfaction and almost permanent horniness that caused me to contact Ophelia on that first morning back home. I had done my morning Whatsapp with Cara but then felt I had to speak to Ophelia to tell her of the events. Needless to say, she invited me round, telling me she had heard abit of the wonderful events from Leon, but was eager to hear how I was adjusting to my new found cuckold status.

I arrived at the now oh so familiar premises of my Omolara. I was greeted like and old friend and ushered into the dungeon. Ophelia instructed me to get naked and said she would fetch some tea to accompany our little "catch up". It didn't take long before I heard the clip clop of those vertiginous heels returning, accompanied by the odd chink chink of the tea cups. I felt somewhat odd to be kneeling naked in front of Ophelia as she eagerly passed me my tea and made herself comfortable.

"Now then my little cucky rob.....(a gleeful laugh came forth and she threw her head back), Oh how funny it is to say that and know it is really true". Ophelia took a small sip of he tea and bid me begin. I told her all about our abstinence prior to the trip and Cara's saucy panties. The journey and Cara's reading material and the lovely hotel. Ophelia loved the recounting of the meeting with Sabine in the sex shop and seemed to delight even more in my awkwardness at being outed to the bar staff in the hotel bar. However, she most delighted in hearing about that first "chance meeting " with Leon in the hotel lobby. She chuckled and pointed out how my little dick twitched when recounting the shaming in the sex shop and especially when describing the meeting with Leon. She had me pause whilst she fetched more tea and told me to get the new chastity device for her.

On her return Ophelia had me show her the new cage. Needless to say she loved the fact Cara had bought a short version and complemented her on her choice. "After all, whats the point in only being able to get semi hard...so no point at all!". She examined it closely and noted that for our first purchase together it was an excellent choice.

"I think that we should have you safely locked up, all nice and snug by the time you leave here today, don't you?" It wasn't really a question from Ophelia, more a statement, one that I knew would come true, certainly one that made little robbie start nodding his head to Ophelia. As she raised the china to her crims-on tinted lips to take another sip of tea she tut tutted at my in-volun-tary actions.

Despite all that we had been through and all that had gone on over the last few days, the simple act of tutting at my erection caused my cheeks to redden. "Well little cucky I think we can have a little fun, now this shall be my little gift to you in celebration of your finally reaching your goal. Your progression from wannabe sub to full cuckold status has been wonderful and I am glad that I have been able to assist in my own little way".

I broke in at this point, " errr, I'm not sure it was a little way", "Now now cheeky little cucky" Ophelia admonished me straight away. Putting down her cup and saucer she ran her hand over my cheek before rising to her feet and telling me to remain where I was.

In a minute she returned carrying some A4 paper and a marker pen. She could see the slightly puzzled look on my face and once again her hand almost lovingly caressed my cheek. Resuming her seated position in front of me she placed the paper and pen on the floor. "Now my little pet, we are going to do something so you can show Cara how much you are missing her and how much you enjoyed yourself". I looked at Ophelia still puzzled but also wondering where this was going. I knew only too well that Ophelia had played me expertly up to this point and so was slightly wary of this new idea.

Playing along, still with "little robbie" at half mast, I took hold of the pen and waited for the further guidance that I knew was to come.

"Now, as I am sitting comfortably, we shall begin....I think we need to show Cara how much you loved being with her and how much you miss her. We need you to write something that shows her how horny it makes you". I wasn't exactly sure how on earth I would express that, but lo and behold Ophelia spoke....."Oooo how about, yes, right this cucky",........"best hand writing mind"......"capitals so nice and clear"......

"BIG ROB & LITTLE ROBBIE MISS YOU LIKE MAD"

"Oh I think that is perfect, don't you cucky?" I actually thought it was quite nice and positively mild by Ophelias standards, but then she had got what she wanted! I proceeded to write Ophelia's suggested words in big bold letters on the A4 sheet. As I did so Ophelia explained that she was going to give me a little bit of teasing and be so generous as to give me a nice hand job. Once nice and soft again she was going to fit the chastity cage so that I couldnt wank for the week. She told me that Cara would appreciate the fact that I had chosen to do this for her and would know I was saving myself for her. Even more she would take a picture of me locked with the note I had written and send it to me so I could send it to Cara. "Cant you imagine how moist and happy Cara will feel when she sees how much you want her back?" Ophelia's sing song voice was joyous at her own idea.

Once again I had to agree that this sounded like a good plan. I was getting what I wanted, getting a handjob from the Goddess Ophelia and getting the sweet frustration of chastity. Especially as I knew I would never be able to stop wanking all week with Cara away in Amsterdam (with Leon!) All the thoughts running around my mind, pretty much as Ophelia knew they would, as expected caused "little robbie" to reach his full 4 inches of glory.

Ophelia crooked her finger under my chin and used it to indicate I should rise to my feet. A playful slapping of her palm on the padded bench against the wall indicated where I should place myself. Like a lamb to the slaughter almost, I hopped up and lay back. With the deftness borne of experience Ophelia had me fastened securely to the table in minutes. Body immobile and little robbie in full glory she then added a blindfold telling me she wanted me to listen and think about every sound and smell as she teased me. The was the soft whirring of the cooling fan in the corner, I could hear an ice cream vanoutside in the distance, playing "Greensleeves" and Ophelia bustling about, clip clop in the dungeon.

"Here's another little treat cucky", and with that I felt the softness of silk land over my nose and mouth. I instantly inhaled and had that wonderous sexy smell of pussy.
"Isn't your Goddess so kind to you?, I know how much little cucky boys like sniffing panties, after all you bad little cucky couldnt stop hiself from cumming hard sniffing Cara's sexy knickers".
I had to admit she wasn't wrong, Ophelia knew the workings of a subs mind, in particular my mind and I even think she may have managed to induce an extra half an inch simply by teasing me about my lack of self control in my post cuckolding sub space.

I next heard a little click and it was obvious Ophelia had put a video on. "You will like this one cucky, its called "Cuckold Hotwife Verbal Hum ili ation", I think it maybe sums up what Cara thought about you and Leon". At that point she turned up the volume and I heard this sweet but teasing American woman telling her husband how lucky he was to be released frm chastity. I listened intently, aware of my bonds and with each breath getting in-tox-i-cated with the scent of Ophelia's pussy from her intimate garment. In my mind I pictured Cara comparing me with Leon, side by side as I could hear the woman in the video was doing. As she teased her own cuck hubby I flinched as I felt a rubber gloved hand, warm and smoothed by baby oil, enclicling my dick.

"Do you hear that cucky, can you hear every word that lucky lady is saying? I bet you are wishing that was you and Cara, and that you were watching her right now, even better the lucky cuck in the video is free to play with his excuse for a cock". Ophelia loosened her grip and began to use only her thumb and forefinger to manipulate me. "Of course little cucky in the video isnt quite as well endowed as you, eh big boy? He has only 3 inches compared to your monster". The sarcasm was dripping in Ophelia's voice but caused my own erection to harden.

"Thank you husband, for letting this well hung man.....cum and fuck me....the way you can't"....mmmmm the words from the video sank into my mind and I pictured Cara on all fours with Leon behind her. I was lost in my deepest cuckolding ideas once again and couldnt stop myself. It appeared that my trigger was getting even shorter and that my cuckold indoc trination was becoming more embedded. Ophelia felt me twitch and my legs stiffen and knew that she had worked her magic in only a matter of minutes. As the first wave of pleasure shot through my loins Ophelia cruelly let go of my dick and laughed as I attempted to push my hips upwards to a hand that was no longer there!

CHAPTER 38
...and continued....went on abit longer than I thought and had to split it

"Good little cucky, now doesnt that feel better". Ophelia gave another little chuckle and then began to hum to herself. The sounds of the wife on the video enjoying her Bulls cock were still playing in the back ground as I felt Ophelia cleaning me with some wet wipes. My excitement and orgasm had caused me to breath deeply and my head was filled with the sensation of post orgasm bliss...combined with cucky angst and the wonder at what I was doing and what I had become. The panties over my nose were soft yet intox-icat-ing, warm and damp and yet comforting.

The warmth and comforting feel and scent of the panties the relaxation post was broken and I was snapped back to reality as I felt an ice pack plopped down onto my dick. Ophelia cruelly pressed it down for a few seconds before removing it to check if it had done its job. "there there little cucky, maybe you can't even rival the 3 inch wonder in the video now". Once again the more sing songy west African tones came forth as Ophelia informed me it was time for lock up again. Normally this would have caused another little stir from my dick, but in this instance, post cum and post ice, there was no way I was getting hard. It was with ease then and speed that Ophelia expertly had me safely locked away

"There there, that is so much better now my little cuck. "little robbie" safely locked away so you can remain faithful to that sweet not so innocent wife. so now I am going to take the picture so you can give something for Cara to play with tonight, won't that be wonderful eh Robbie?"

Through the panties and still recovering I could only respond, "Yes Mistress", I was amazed and a little embrassed that I could even feel a little stirring of my dick even though it was so cruelly restricted. I then heard some rustling sounds and felt pressure on my chest and realised that Ophelia was climbing up onto the table. The shiftng around and then her stocking clad legs were felt against my ears. "Just relax cucky you are about to get a wonderful treat, and whilst you enjoy it I will be in the best position to take this momento picture". With that I felt a warmth and the light that crept around the edges of my blindfold went out. The scent of the panties was removed and I could smell rubber from the skirt that Ophelia was wearing. With little or ceremony my nose became squashed as Ophelias panty covered pussy and ass settled on me. She was careful not to sit fully down and must have taken some of her weight on her legs to afford me some chance to breath.

Despite the focus of attention being on the pressure on my head and face I could feel Ophelia toying with my cage. I felt a softness as she must have been placing mt hand written note on my tummy just above my cage. I surmised she wanted it this way so it would look like I had taken the picture myself. Ophelia really did think of everything!

The pressure eased for a second and despite my covering and ears being pressed against her calves, I could hear Ophelia, "Just making sure that Cara wont see any of your bondage in the picture. We have to keep your deviancy secret from such a sweet innocent lady dont we!" I simply didnt care as I focussed my attention on breathing in the heady mix of Ophelias privates and the rubber as I pictured what the image Ophelia had taken would look like. It lasted only a couple of minutes and then I felt the pressure ease and those little glimpses of light return at the sides of my blindfold.

"You recall what happened last time you got your dick in there dont you.....Yes, I laughed", they were the final words I heard as Ophelia shut off the video that had been playing. I wondered if Ophelia had timed the whole session to fit with the video, to mess with my mind and maintain that constant cuck feeling, the su-b-missio-n and shaming that came hand in hand. I felt the paper removed from my tummy and then the straps and cuffs being removed. Finally the blindfold was removed and I blinked and saw that beaming smile and friendly face.

"Was that good for you cucky?". I rubbed my wrists and then rested up on my elbows. "Yes , thank you Mistress, that was wonderful. It is so much of what I wanted but didnt know I wanted when I first started visiting you. Its strange that I feel high but relaxed at the same time. A pressure released yet happy and safe and restricted". Ophelia turned and tapped the silver bars of my chastity cage with her finger nails and siad, "You are very welcome my little cucky". Ophelia then began tidying up the dungeon and told me that I should get myself dressed.

Returning from taking out the rubbish, Ophelia gave me a big hug and informed me that she expected to see me on Friday. I told her that could be a bit tricky time wise as I had to collect Cara from the airport at 7pm Friday night. What with the traffic it would be difficult to get to see her and then make it in plenty of time for the flight. Ophleia just smiled and said, "Well if cucky doesnt want to be able to please his wife on her return then it's not a problem". I had to ask her what she meant. At that she held up a small padlock and informed me that she had actually put her own padlock on my cage to ensure that I remained horny all week.

"After all my little confirmed wanker, I know you wouldnt be able to go one day with out playing with your little dicky unless someone had control over you....especially as you will be thinking of Leon being with Cara all week!"

I had to admit she was probably right, there was no way I would have had the self control to not release myself and had a cheeky little one off the wrist. Once again Ophelia was playing with me and knew me better than I did. Once again blushing a little I accepted her words of wisdom and thanked her. With that I was ushered out of the door with a hug and a peck on the cheek. "See you Friday robbie and let me know what Cara thinks of the picture and your little message to her".

I took the short walk back to my car. Sitting safely inside I took brief minute to get back to reality and think about what actual work I had to do today and the next few days. Thinking I had better get going I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.

Taking it out I actually had 2 new whatsapp messages. The first was from Ophelia and simply said.....

"You subs are all so alike and predictable You always have your phone lock as your birthday or your wives "

It took me a minute to rationalise and think what she was on about, and then I felt a sudden dread come over me. Why would she be telling me that. I knew Ophelia, and she did and said things for a reason!

I closed the message and looked at Cara's name on the screen. The little whatsapp profile picture of her pouting sexily at me. I pressed on the message and saw a picture of a small dick loacked in a small steel cage, a shaved pubic area and a piece of A4 paper above it saying....

I CARA PLEASE CUCKOLD ME AGAIN

Below that was a short message....."I LUV U 2 & YES I WILL THANK YOU XXXXXXXXXXXXXX

It was no trick of the mind I was well and truely, or Cara would be ...fucked!

Brilliant !! I love the way you took him back to his Mistress...like a moth to a flame, he couldn't resist it.
Of course, Ophelia knew his inner desires even before he knew himself...now his week ahead , in chastity, looks rather different to how he imagined it !! Great twist and very erotic storytelling. Loving it...do please continue.

Awsome story so far......i can't wait for it to continue

I love it!
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

Chapter 39
Progression - It's only 5 days (from Hell)

FUCKED! Jeez I sat in my car staring out of the window. I glanced back down at my phone looking at Cara's message. I didn't think it was that hot, or that I had over exerted myself walking from Ophelia's, but I was definately sweating.

It was that mix of emotions I had started to get used to, well, I say get used to, I mean experienced before. I'm not sure I actually got used to them. I had the horn, as much as the small chastity device allowed. I could feel my dick trying to swell. I could feel my balls starting to tug at the base ring, being pulled away from my body as my dick was able to erect. I was scared, I was locked for a week and Cara was hundreds of miles away....and away in the same place as Leon.

It possibly wouldn't have been so bad but for the fact I now realised that I had been completely manipulated. Ophelia, and Leon, had used my own desires and my horniness against me. Whilst they had helped I suppose you could say I was the architect of it all. I had flirted with the idea and all the time I did my desire for it to happen in reality grew. Besides the sweating I could now feel my cheeks burning with shame. I had officially become a cuckold last weekend, but now it appeared it was going to go on and it was going to be more intense.

I shifted in my seat as I could feel that dull ache as my balls became more compressed as my dick tried to grow. The more it tried, the more my erection was for ced back into my body, the base ring pushed out and my balls squeezed......and I had a week of this!

Well, I couldnt exactly tell Cara that I had sent the message by mistake, as being locked and a printed request do show quite abit of forethought. I was also abit stuck as she had already responded and shown how keen she was. It really would wreck the whole thing and spoil what we had done to try and stop her now. I also had the problem of being reliant on Ophelia for getting released and deep down I knew that Ophelia wanted Leon to get into Cara's pussy again and, no doubt on something of a regular basis.

Part of me thought about going back to Ophelia's and banging on her door, ordering her to take the cage off me and tell her I would never see her again....and that I was going to confess everything to Cara....but then I think Ophelia may have just laughed in my face and called my bluff. Equally, the straining in my pants was testament to the fact that deep down I wanted this.

I could have sat there for hours, but I realised I had work to do, I had to take my mind off anything sexual, get away from all this stuff and try and ease the pressure on my poor balls...I also had a weeks worth of work to get through. I had to immerse myself in work otherwise I would get a warning from work and would remain uncomfortable all week until I could get Ophelia to release me in time for Cara coming home......Ahhh Cara......in Amsterdam.....in Leons arms.......kissing Leon.......sucking Leon.........fucking Leon.......Damn, I'm going fucking mad!

I turned the car on and tried to focus on work. I'm not sure how I did it, but I must have gone on autopilot as I got through the day and made it home. The house itself was empty and quiet, everything reminded me of Cara, looking across at her make up table, her lingerie drawer partially open with that hint of some of her intimates hanging over the edge...Even they seemed to taunt me and cause me to try and unsuccessfully get hard. I made myself something to eat and then sat in front of the TV waiting for 9pm when I had agreed to call Cara. No matter what I watched I couldnt settle and decided to get a shower and aim for an early night after speaking to Cara.

Showered and after a considerable time making sure I was fully dry around my cage, I settled down on our bed. I looked to my right and saw the pillows and bedding untouched, another reminder that may wife was not with me! I wanted, no needed to see her face, to see if I could guage how serious she was about following up on "my request".

I still had a few minutes before 9, so I quickly pulled out my phone with the intent of sending Ophelia a terse message about what she had done. I also remembered that I needed to change my phone security code. Ophelia wouldn't be pulling that stunt again and getting in to send stuff to Cara. So as Ophelia had oh so knowingly guessed, I keyed in Cara's birthday into my phone. Once again, I was struck down, as my wallaper came up, except it wasn't my wallpaper. Looking back at me from my phone was the picture of my caged dick with that fucking bit of paper. I sure as hell didnt set that and so immediately headed to my settings to get rid of that ****** picture. But for some reason, I couldnt get in. I couldnt get into anything. Now I' m no tech wizard but I quickly realised that the only thing I could do with my own phone was calls whatsapp and texts. I tried the internet on it and no luck. As I was flicking round icons and widgets the phone sprung to life, and the beaming broad smile of Ophelia looked back at me imploring me to answer. What else could I do?

"Well cucky, I was waiting for you to check your phone, I must say you are leaving it late to speak to that beautiful lady Cara, tick tock, 9 o'clock tick tock be a good cuck", Ophelia was being a devious horrible bitch, this wasn't in the least funny. "I am sure both big robbie and little robbie have lots of questions and I will answer any you may have after your chat with Cara, but just so you know, when I got into your phone earlier I made a few changes and added a couple of little apps. I knew you wouldn't mind as you were abit tied up weren't you?....that oh so familiar giggle teased me down the line, "and just so you know, I shall be listening in to your romantic little exchange with your beloved....until later cuckyboy"....and then she ended the call.

Dumbfounded I sat looking at the screen, there was my little caged dick and before I could think any more the screen changed and there was the incoming skype call. I wanted to answer it but paused for a second as I realised Ophelia would be listening in to our most intimate talk. Still I couldnt not answer it.

I pressed the little green button and there was the beautiful smiling face of the woman I loved. I forgot in an instance the last few minutes and was again like a bumbling fool , holding my hand up and waving to Cara. She probably didnt see it, so it was certainly silly thing to do.

"Hi Rob, hows my hub? I've missed you like mad, hope you've been good and missing me?" she said in the voice that always went straight to my heart.
"God Cara, after the last weekend, and it's only been a day and I'm missing you so so much". I wasn't sure if I was abit too gushing. "So how is Amsterdam? How was the first day of the conference?"
"Ahhhhh aren't you such a good hubby, all concerned and interested about how I am doing...is that from a real interest or a horny, trying to distract yourself interest? Cara flicked her hair and cocked her head to one side slightly.
"After your naughty little message earlier today, I bet you are all interested you bad boy......go on quickly I want to see my jewels....go.on, please robbie, I want to see you locked up".

I flicked the phone around and she saw our bedroom but in the forefront of the picture was my hairless crotch with the shiny stainless steel cage standing proud as my dick once again made its pointless struggle for freedom. "Ahhhhh poor robbie, but I am truely honoured, I bet you were so so horny after the weekdn and realised you couldn't stop yourself from playing with yourself....could you?"....I could only croak a "Yes" to her as all of a sudden my mouth was dry.

"I thought it was so so sweet that robbie, but I was a little surprised at the message aswell, I knew you, well, WE both loved , what went on, but I wasn't expecting you to really go for it", Cara at this point bit her lip and I thought i saw a slight blush...."but Oh My God Robbie, I got your message just as I was going into the first presentation. I was instantly wet, I couldnt stop myself and wasn't sure I heard anything that the speaker was saying. All I could think of was maybe sampling Leon's cock again....does that make me a bad wife Rob?"

Here she was putting me on the spot again. Now was my chance to dial the whole thing back. Then I saw my cage twitching in the edge of my vision and recalled that Ophelia was listening. "Yes Cara, I was so so horny and I confess I couldnt stop myself getting myself off this morning (partially true, even if it was Ophelia who did the deed) and I realised I was being bad doing that without you there and do so to the idea of you having fun".

I bit the bullet...."So I thought you would appreciate the idea of me being locked up at home whilst you played, I appreciate you are going to be busy with the conference and so I doubt you would get another chance to see Leon, but I thought it would be amazing if you did have some fun whilst there".

I could see Cara's face light up and she appeared to be postively glowing, almost bouncing up and down, "Ahhhh you really are the best Robbie, but you arent quite right there, as whilst I will be busy with the conference, I actually bumped into Leon earlier and he told me he will actually be here for another couple of days as he is attending an Anethesia conference aswell. He said he was toying with you the other night when he told you how long he would be staying....but anyway, as I was saying, I got so wet and then laughed out loud, as I realised the presentation I was going into was called, "Home & Remote Patient Monitoring". I just thought of me monitoring you remotely....sorry Robbie maybe thats just my cardio humour, probably just me finds that amusing". I smiled back and did laugh along with her but also suddenly thought that Ophelia would be splitting her sides at the reference to Remote Patient Monitoring!

Whilst Cara & I were still chuckling about her joke, Cara devilishly turned her phone round and showed me she was lifting her skirt and revealing her panties, "Can you see Robbie, can you?", Cara wiggled her hips and then with her other hand easedher panties off. A quick flick of her legs and they were in her hand. "I hope this doesnt make little robbie too uncomfortable", she then showed me a distinct damp patch in her panties. She certainly heard my involuntary moan which was countered by Cara's own little moan.

"Robbie quick go and get your keys, I want us to get off together", Cara disappeared and the pictuure went to blackness as I realised she had just dropped the phone on her bed. I could hear her muffled voice as she hadnt realised it had dropped face down. On turning it back I once again saw her, but she held fake Leon up to the screen and wickedly kissed the flared head......"Mmmmm so realistic isn't it robbie....mmm...quick go and get your keys and you can play with little robbie as I use Leon".

What the fuck was I going to do now. No keys, fuck and horny as hell and having to watch Cara. Cruel and inhuman punishment certainly, but what to say.........."I can....'t sorry Cara, (Cara looked a little surprised and disappointed), I, I left the keys in my desk drawer at the office. I was feeling so horny and I realised I would never be able to stop myself from releasing myself, I thought I needed a back up for my poor will power, I thought you would find that hot".

"Mmmmmmmm God robbie, yes, just like the weekend, my sweet little adoring hubby with his little dicky safely locked away whilst a big stud did naughty things to me....mmmmmmmm....well I guess you are going to have to watch again....cucky!"

With that the the picture changed and I realised Cara had rested the phone on her tummy. I was looking at her face as she closed her eyes. I was left to imagine that she had just brought "fake Leon" into contact with her pussy. Her chin went up and she took a deep breath in. Her chest rose and fell more deeply and she once again bit the corner of her lip. Her lips then parted and her mouth formed almost a perfect "O" surrounded almost completely by her red painted lips, something I realised she must have done deliberately prior to calling me. I then had this image that that same almost perfect "O" was also beign formed as "fake Leon" was slowly eased into her pussy.

Cara's face moved as her tummy undulated as her body took in the cock and experienced the unique pleasure that only a good thick cock can give a woman. Although Cara's chin was tilted upwards I could see her mouth opening and closing, her eyelashes fluttering then remaining still as she stared at the ceiling. Almost forgotten was her poor locked hubby at home watching this as there began a slow steady rise and fall of the image on screen.

Cara was only slightly moving that large rubber cock in and out of her pussy. My own hand instinctively reached down to play with my dick, but of course hit that fucking cage. I let out almost a plaintive moan as my frustration became apparent to both me and Cara. My balls were once again pushed forward, restricted and unable to escape the base ring as my dick tried in vain to erect. "God Cara, you are so fucking hot, I want to wank so bad watching you, You look so beautiful and happy, I love seeing you happy but love this whole scene". I without thinking tried to mimic the up and down movement of Cara's body that I could see on screen, almost trying to make myself belive that it was me actually in her pussy all those miles away.

"MMMMMMMMMMMM, poor little cucky and little robbie, mmmmmmmmm", I watched as she took sharp intakes of breath as she enjoyed the feeling of being filled and stretched. "I'm so glad ou love it, coz I lo......ooo......vvvveeee it", Cara's words were lost as she had apparently bottomed out her fake lover. It appeared even her fake lover caused her to forget about me, fake Leon and real Leon both causing my own wife to be lost in her own black cock loving world.

After a couple of seconds Cara continued to tell me how much she loved our play, and our new found freedom and acceptance of what turned us both on so much. "I do love it robbie, I love you and I love this play, I love this cock fucking me and I loved Leon's real cock" The wave like rythmn of Cara's tummy contnued except the peaks and troughs appeared to be getting deeper, perhaps caused by cara's admission to me of how much she loved our Bulls cock.

"I got so wet and horny today after seeing your message and" ....... Cara's chin once again went up and her mouth opened wide, almost panting, I could see that beautiful sexy red flush starting to appear on her chest and neck....." I, I, I, wassssn;t sure....that you really wanted this, but".... a wave peaked and I almost lost sight of her face......."I know now how much you want...to......see.....me......cuuuuummmmmmmmm".

The last thing I saw was Cara's eyes wide open, her mouth wide open and heard her moans of pleasure. Her talk to me forgotten as she had a huge orgasm with her fake lover buried deep inside her. The violent bucking of her hips had replaced the regular shallow ups and downs and the phone must have been thrown off her and off the bed. All I could now see was the ceiling of the room, part of the ornate light fitting that was oh so very much in keeping with the Amrath. Nothing arousing in my view but I could hear the most wonderful frustrating sound of Cara in her post orgasmic glow. Small soft moans, little whimpers almost as I sensed she was slowly sliding "fake Leon" out of her now sensitive pussy.

I looked at the screen and that plain white ceiling and then past the screen to my shiney small prison. My dick squashed within and trying to escape through the bars of its jail. In opposite to Cara's moans of pleasure I was making my own soft self pitying groans of frustration at the thought and realisation that this was only the first day, no, fuck, first night of my 5 days (of Hell)

Jesus, this fucking tale always leaves me with a cock of steel!

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Chapter 40
Progression - Frustration / Pleasure

The post orgasm cum down took some minutes and all the while I could not get out the horny desires to be further cuckolded, out of my mind. My locked dick and prevention of my own orgasm kept me in my cuck sub space wanting to be shamed and drawn ever deeper into my new status. The usual angst and doubts, some would say, sensible monogamous thoughts, were well and truely in the back of my mind kept locked up.

Focussing back on the screen of my phone I saw Cara's hand come into view. Picking it, up I once again saw her face. Slightly flished, a slight glow to it, and a huge lazy satisfied smile. I could tell she was still slightly out of breath form her toy induced orgasm.

"God, Robbie, that was so so hot, I'm sorry but seeing you all snugly locked up and having Leon between my legs ....well, it just sent me over the edge". I was in agreement, I loved the fact of her getting off and enjoying my denial. I also regretted it, the fact that Ophelia had put me in this position, but equally it did play into all my desires. Although the distance and situation was difficult, it was more hot play and it wasn't "real Leon".

"I'm so horny too, look", I flicked my phone around and showed Cara how my dick was straining, how the base ring was pulling at my balls, balls that were certainly getting slightly more swollen. I heard that low moan coming all the way from Amsterdam. "I'm sooooooo looking forward to Friday to reclaim that pussy", I told Cara. "Me too my little hubby", Cara said with genuine love in her voice. "It's so hot seeing you caged like that, it was hot when you were here, but knowing you are so far away and can't even wank little robbie does give me a thrill, especially knowing how hot it makes you with me playing".

With that Cara turned her phone around slowly, "Does it make little robbie all hot and bothered and uncomfy thinking about that biiiig bllllaaaaaccccckkkk coooooock between your wifes legs", as she finished her teasing sentence the camera focussed on "fake Leon" glistening between her legs, still just barely touching Cara's reddened labia. Her lips were also moist from her juices. I couldnt contain myself and my hand automatically went south, I let out another almost anguished moan as my hand simply hit my cage as the realisation and torment hit home. The moan, a counterpoint to the little giggle I could hear from the hotel room, even that got me harder!!!!

"Well I guess, little robbie will be ready eager and waiting for when I bring this pussy back home to you....but then again it may not be quite as snug for you after a week of black cock", our eyes locked on the screen and I could sense the love and horniness that we shared.

"I can't wait", I told my sexy little cuckoldress, "I'm not sure I will be able to hold back for the next few days, as I love the fact that you are over there with Leon and can be a real minx, it gets me so so horny". As soon as the words had come out of my mouth I wanted to retreact them, as I realsied what i had said. Before I could clarify that I meant the "fake Leon", Cara responded, "Me too robbie, it will be amazing, but we shall have to see, it's late now, and I have to be up early", she giggled, "I'm all worn out after that big cock", and with that she blew me a big kiss and wished me a good night before ending the call.

My cage still full with a straining little robbie, it wasnt long before my phone buzzed again. In my horny cuck fog it had gone to idle. Swiping the screen I saw a new wallpaper, it was a still that Ophelia must have captured from the call with Cara. There bold and to remind me was fake Leon snuggled up to Cara's beautiful pussy.

A minute later and my phone buzzed with a message
Enjoy the new wallpaper my little caged cuck and just think of it being the real Leon, Sle ep well...if you can!
Your Goddess Ophelia[b] [/b]

Although I was slightly annoyed by this and the fact that Ophelia was snooping, I was even more horny and my balls were starting to ache. I thought the only thing for it was to have a cold(ish) shower to try and relieve some of the tension and hopefully allow me some sle ep.

Shower over, and a little more comfy I returned to bed and set my alarm. Checking my phone it seemed Cara had wanted to tease me from afar again. She had sent a message with a load of kisses.

XXXXXXXXsleep well robbie, and have a read of this, I found it on Literotica and loved it, I hope you do too XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
"Housewife Transformation" by Karen Kay[i][/i]

I thought there was no way i was going to be reading that tonight after I had just eased my dicks discomfort. As tough as it was I finally managed to get some sle ep.

The next morning I woke and realised after a weekend away and seeing Ophelia on Monday, that work had to come first. I had to have some mercy on my poor caged dick and try to not enter my kinky zone. It wasn't helped by Cara wishing me a good morning by whatsapp with a pic of her breasts pushed togather trying to tease me. Nor was it helped by Ophelia having changed my wallpaper once again to a pic of a real black cock at the point of penetration of a white pussy.

With much of my phone access limited by Ophelia I was actually able to be fairly productive and managed to get through the day. I had to really focus as every so often Cara would send me a message. Some would be mundane and tell me how boring the seminars were, others she would tease me by telling me what she wished she was doing. She had also asked if I had read the story she had suggested and whether it had made little robbie all hard and uncomfy. It seemed that our time apart had really boosted her libido and made her a real little tease.

I had to work slightly longer due to the lost time of Monday and so was happy to relax in the evening to await Cara's arranged call. I wasn't sure whether to do it, but I did read the suggested story. Cara really was in teasing mode, knowing I was locked and sending me a story. The whole idea was similar to us, a husband and wife meeting a stud at a hotel. Even more erotic and scarey was the way the wife in the story wanted more. Having sampled her studs cock, she wanted it and it appeared that the hubby was going to be cuckolded regularly. As I lay on the bed waiting for Cara, I was already straining in my cage and regretting ever letting Ophelia lock me away for the week. I appreciated that Cara got off on me being locked, but at that time, I really didnt care,Ii just needed to be released and to play with my dick.

20:57hrs and I felt my phone vibrate. FUCKING OPHELIA, I really wasnt in the mood, I was horny and needed to see and talk to Cara. I wanted her and wanted to get off, and didnt need any additional teasing from Ophelia. She simply had a smiley emoji and..."Enjoy tonights show". I figured she was simply expecting a repeat of last nights performance. Whilst I looked forward to that, I wasnt sure how, or more correctly, whether my poor balls could take the pressure.

21:00hrs on the dot I saw Cara's beautiful face appear on the screen. I quick swipe of the green button and there she was. It appeared she had resumed the exact position from last night. This again wasn't good as I could feel my dick starting to swell again. Having only just subsided after reading that story, now I had her face and her breasts and my imagination to deal with again.

I heard all about her day and the very dry seminars, she told me that "Device Complications and Lead Extraction" & "Cognitive Function and Autonomy in Patients with Atrial Fibrillation", Cara laughed when she told me the course was so dry, but that she was soaking wet all day thinking about Leon, and also me being locked away all horny and frustrated. "Were you a good boy today and managed to refrain from playing with that dicklet of yours?" I flicked my phone around to show her I was naked and was still safely under lock and key. That familiar little happy sigh could be heard as I once again gazed at her. It seemed she had gone for a romantic mood, as I heard soft music in the background and the lighting was definately a touch darker.

I still marvelled at how sexy she looked and had once again grown as far as that infernal cage allowed, which, as it was the short version, wasnt very much. "Mmmmmmm thats so hot that you were able to have the will power to remain locked, I think I love the fact you must be so so horny, that idea was one of the reasons I was so excited all day, that and of course getting to play along like last night". With that I saw her eyes close and that sexy little bite of her lip again. The minx had started early and already had her toy teasing her pussy.

"Could my hot little wife not wait to get that large black cock into her cheating little pussy?" I wanted to try and tease her back. "Now now Robbie, Its not cheating if you know about it and get to watch now is it?" she said as she looked straight into my eyes, "But yes I really needed a real cock tonight, not yours!" She was really starting to get into tonights roleplay.

"Lets see if we can get you all flustered then robbie, my little cucky", with that she once again positioned her phone on her tummy so I could watch her face. I saw her eyes closing and her breasts rise and fall. The breathing was causing most of it but her movements as that black cock was sliding in and out of her pussy caused them to move in unison with the strokes. If her toy was good for her last night, then it was doing an even better job tonight.

After only a couple of minutes of watching her playing with herself I saw that unmistakable pre orgasm flush start to appear on her chest. Her beautiful nipples were standing proud. They rose and fell and Cara had almost forgotten I was there. Her head rocked from side to side almost in time with her arm movements as she moved that cock in and out of her pussy. She appeared to arch her back more and her head went back, her chin going towards the ceiling as she neared her orgasm.

Cara opened her mouth, appearing to be gasping for air. Last nights orgasm was good but she appeared to be trying to outdo herself. I thought the whole build up of the day. Her reading stories from the net, of teasing me with those stories whilst we were miles apart, her getting off on my denial, all adding to her desire to cum hard. Her mouth closed and she began to let out a deep gutteral noise that seemed to be coming from deep within her. Once again like last night the waves of pleasure were being transmitted to me through the movemnt of her phone. I wanted to focus on her face and see her cum, like so many times I had eaten her pussy to orgasm myself. Getting to see the woman I love lost in her own pleasure, this was what I wanted more than anything.

And then her hips rising to meet the thrusts of Leon's cock, dislodged her phone again and the screen blurred, I heard her cries of pleasure as her orgasm hit. So good , so intense as I watched covers and ceiling and light fitting and then....FUCK LEON! REAL LEON!

The phone came to rest on the bed and there was the unmistable figure of Leon, towering above the phone, knelt between Cara's thighs. Still obviously buried deep in Cara's pussy and grinning from ear to ear, a light sheen on his toned physique.

"Yes Ohu, your wife told me she needed the real thing tonight"....I was sick to my stomach, hard as hell and starting to hurt as the ring bit, but so so turned on.

"Good night Ohu sle ep well, but I dont think your pretty little wife will be doing much sle eping". With that I saw him lean forward and his hand descend to cut off my sight with just a tap.

The t0rture continues...excellent !!

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Chapter 41
Progression - Distance makes the horn grow stronger

I'm sure all guys have been there at some point in time, whether a Bull or cuck or anyone in between. That sickening, dull ache that comes after a smack in the balls. It starts low in the stomach and seems to grow outwards. Down the legs and up through your chest, the ache, stopping you in your tracks.

Well the sight of Leon smiling in victory had that same impact. Cara may have been moaning and gasping for breath but I was now doing the same. He was causing the same effect miles apart, hers being pleasureable and mine being far less so.

The ache was all over me, deep in my stomach and amplified by the strain put on my balls by the base ring pulling them away from my body. I had wanked for years over the idea of being a cuckold in chastity and here I was, in the now, in the reality. It messed with my mind but didnt provide me with that physical pleasure I had dreamt of and associated the whole thing with. It's one thing getting off on it, wanking away, chatting and watching videos. Reading those stories on Literotica or Cuckoldplace, but the reality of the denial was hitting home.

I wanted that fucking cage off, I needed to wank to get some satisfaction from being cuckolded to make me feel a little better and not make it feel like I was so out of control. Toying with my locked dick and getting ever more frustrated I had to speak to Cara, to get her to reassure me she still loved me. I had to get to Ophelia first thing in the morning and get this devilish cage off my dick.

My plans were interupted by my phone buzzing by the side of me. I may have been in sub space but I was on it in a flash. It was Cara!

No whatsapp video call, just plain old voice call. I thought maybe she had teased me enough and had sent Leon on his way. That little glimmer of hope was dancing through my mind. That she wasnt hooked on his cock, that the itch had been scratched.

There was Cara's face smiling back at me and a little swipe..."Damn Cara, what have you done?" I was a little embrassed as I realised that may have sounded a little whingey. Waiting for her sweet voice to reassure me I got nothing back......well, not nothing.......something.....the sounds of fucking. It must have been like a moth to a flame, there was no way I should have listened and stayed with my phone glued to my ear, but I couldnt stop myself.

There was the soft background music and then the sound of passionate kissing. I strained to try and pick out all the different noises that were coming through to me. There was that unmistakable smack as lips lock and then break contact, the rythmic metronomic slap of thigh meeting thigh, the sounds of breath being f0rced out of Cara. Soft murmuring that I couldnt quite make out and low moans as Leon hit her sweet spots. There was the sound of Leon's own exertion as he made just audible grunts to go along with each thrust.

I was miles away yet the sounds gave me that image. It was as if I was stood by the bed and was watching Leon's back arch and then move as he thrust his huge cock deep into my wife. The phone was to my ear yet my eyes were closed. I was taken back to that room in the Amrath where I first earned my cuckold horns. Then I was kneeling but now, was relaxing, well as much as I could, I dont think I was in any way really relaxed, well I was on our marital bed, listening to Cara, not just fucking, but there sounded like an intimacy to this. There had been a fervour to the weekends fucking yet this was more focussed with the lovers being more into each other.

I wondered whether my presence the other day had made it about the three of us, where Leon was putting on a show, being the Bull and "claiming" my wife, showing off what he had between his legs and showing me what he could do to Cara between hers.

I pictured her bright red lips, done specially for Leon, being crushed against his face. His tongue invading her mouth and her nails, deepest red again, digging into his back. Her legs would be held high, wrapped around his muscular frame holding him close and showing him her passion for him. The knot and deep ache in the pit of my stomach came back into focus and I felt that strange mix of desire and fear that I am sure so many husbands have felt.

Feeeling sorry for myself and yet as turned on as I have ever been in my life, I was snapped back to reality by Cara's voice, "Fuck me Leon, God I love your cock, deeper, so deep, mmmmmmmmmmmmm". She sounded so dreamy almost, tired yet lost in her actions.

Leon's deep dark voice responded, "You love my cock eh, Whose cock do you love? Whose cock?, whose cock?", He was urging her on to thrust the dagger deeper into me. "Your cock Leon, your cock, I love your, your, your"......the metronome had sped up and Leon's thrusts had increased as he wanted to make a physical and mental point to Cara and to me down the line....."your cock Leon.....fuck me , fuck me again and again".

With my eyes still closed I once again reached down and tried to stroke my dick. The ache remained and was joined by the agony of being reminded there was no end in sight for my incarceration as I hit the cage. Although I let out another self pitying moan, I am sure it was lost in the sounds of the passion in Amsterdam. "You don't have to make do with that fake plastic Leon any more, and certainly not that little thing between the Ohu's legs", Leon was reminding Cara what she was getting and what she had put up with through our courtship and marriage. He was making sure she knew what she could now have. As he did so, his thrusts became more audible as did Cara's moans and the sound of the breath being f0rced out of her.

"Can robbie fill you like this?", accompanied by the slapping of skin on skin and moans of pleasure.
"Can robbie make you feel like this?", no response just slightly louder moaning.
"Can robbie fuck you like this?", there was more desire and strength in Leon's words as he worked on Cara's mind aswell as her pussy.
"Can the cuckold give you pleasure like this?", he was reminding her of my status and of his power and position.

Leon's words hit home, whether it was him referring to me by my new status or his vigour and power as he filled her, I'm not sure, but I brought about a response from Cara. "Mmmmmmmm No, No, robbie can't fill me like you", the slapping sounded to have sped up but had increased in power, "Noooo, he can't fuck me like"........the music was lost now in the sounds of the two bodies joined together..... you"......."the cuckold can't compare....can't, can't can't....make, make.....make......."

Leon, was on a mission, his hammering at Cara's pussy was reaching a peak as he sought to claim his victory and enjoy my defeat by mobile phone. "Leon's voice boomed, "what can't the cuck do slut?"

Oh my god, he had called her a slut!!! My eyes opened, he had surely blown it, Cara wouldn't let him speak to her like that. I was even more aroused that he was being even more dominant, but realised Cara would not go for that.

"He, can't make me cum". I was shocked she had answered him, she had let him call her a slut, he had called her a slut....and I had just cum in my cage!!!!! My balls tightened even more than they already were and that pain in my stomach transferred to my balls as they felt the grip of the ring. I looked down in shock at the small amount of cum oozing our of the top of my foreskin and through the bars of my cage. As I instantly felt that cuckold angst start to kick in I was greeted by the sound of Cara's orgasm courtesy of her Bull.

The moan got louder and deeper and louder and seemed to hit me smack bang between the eyes. It was like a hammer blow. Having cum myself and having lost the pent up desire of the last day or so I was left in no doubt that I was in trouble. I had to get this cage off, I had to speak to Cara and see if she would limit her time with Leon, I had to try and edge us back from this cliff edge. We had played away on a holiday, Cara was still away and would no doubt want to play some more, but I had to try and limit this to get us back to normal when she got home.

The dull ache in my stomach remained as I heard Cara gasping for air. Leon continued his conquest and the slapping grew faster and more frenzied. Cara sounded like she was struggling, "Oh God, Oh God, Oh God", then that deep gutteral moan started again. Previously when I had got Cara off with my tongue or fingers she had always said she was too sensitive to continue, but here she was allowing Leon to continue his onslaught....and she was loving it.

The slapping from the meeting of skin on skin was accompanied by clear sounds of Leon's growing enthusiasm. I knew he had experience in his conquest of wives, and the images playing through my mind aided by the sounds in my ears brought it all home to me. "Who", slap, "owns", slap, "this", slap, "pussy?", slap. Each slap and word was met with an exhalation of breath from Cara. There was no response from her as she continued to take his cock deep inside her. "Who", slap, "owns", slap, "this", slap, "pussy?", slap. This time there was a clear increase in the volume of the slaps as Leon clearly wanted to show Cara who was in charge and what he could do. There was also a clear change in the tone in which he spoke. It was now more demanding, clearly to inform Cara that a response was required.

The moans and breathing of Cara was laboured as she was clearly close to cumming and then a pause. The slapping stopped and it became clear that Cara's lack of response had brought about a withdrawal of pleasure, a withdrawal of cock from her pussy. The breathing changed and Cara moaned, then "please Leon, please fuck me". There was a rustle of bedsheets asif Cara was trying to move her body to get his cock back into her.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm, soooooooo gooood", the response from Cara suggested that Leon had relented and ever so slowly slid his cock back deep inside her. Over the next minute or so, I couldnt be sure, as time didnt really seem to be making sense. I was so focussed on listening to the phone that I was sure of anything. Trying to take anything and everything from the call, but slowly the pace began to quicken again. Starting ever so slowly and gently. Each slow insertion met with a soft moan from my wife. As the pace quickened the tell tale slaps once again returned, thigh on thigh, Leon's balls slapping against Cara's ass. The image and sounds once again causing that dull ache to return to my own t0rtured balls. The metronome increased its steady pace once again.

As the pace increased and Cara once again became lost in Leon's cock, he spoke once again. "Who", slap, "owns", slap, "this", slap, "pussy?", slap, "Who", slap, "owns", slap, "this", slap, "pussy?", slap. With each slap, each union of cock and pussy I could sense Cara getting ever closer to cumming, he moans prevented her from answering Leon's question. "I'll stop slut!!!!!!", there it was again, the demanding, dominant Leon that had been lurking behind the charming gentlemanly exterior, "who", slap, "owns", slap, "this", slap, "pussy?".

The moans, or maybe a sort of growl started to change and seemed to be gettign higher in pitch with each thrust. With each thrust as the air was knocked out of her there appeared little opportunity for Cara to respond how her stud wished her to. Yet Leon continued on his mission. The beat continued with Leon voicing his desires continually, wanting Cara to affirm what he wanted, that he owned her pussy. Having cum only a few minutes previously and having that deep aching cuck angst I could once again feel my dick straining in its cruel prison. The ache in my stomach was added to by the ache in my poor restricted balls. I wanted to to wank to play with myself as I heard Leon demonstrating his prowess. I wanted Cara to give her pussy to him, yet I hated myself for wanting it. How the fuck could I want him to get her to say that?

The fact that Cara hadnt said it straight away showed that she knew it was a powerful thing, something Leon wanted as a badge of honour and to boost his own ego. Yet she wanted to remain my wife and keep this as a game. She could have said it as a sop to him, but I think she knew saying it was maybe that step too far.

The fact I was so turned on and was questioning my own desires, and those of Cara, along with the undoubted pleasure that Leon was giving my wife, had me so caught up in the whole sub cuck mindset. Was this destined from the start? Was it down to the mistressly manipulation of Ophelia & Leon? Or was it just a one off meeting of time and place? I wasn't sure but still felt the cold steel of my cage as I tried unsuccessfuly to wank my dick. My hand slid easily over the bars of the cage, made slick by my own involuntary ejaculation. I cupped and stroked my poor t0rtured balls as I pictured Leon's cock stretching Cara's pussy and those balls slapping her ass.

As I closed my eyes trying to focus on the images in my mind, and listening to the sounds of passion, I sensed Cara's resolve weaken. The breathing was becoming more ragged and the pitch of her moans getting higher with each demand from Leon and his cock.

"YOU DO, YOU DO, YOOOOUUUUUU DOOOOOOO", and then Cara was lost in a huge orgasm as Leon claimed his victory. Cara's declaration of surrender was lost with the scream that surely would have been heard on the streets of Amsterdam, or at least in the reception of the hotel. I stared at the ceiling as the ache flooded my whole body. The metronome went up a notch as Leon wanted to demonstrate his complete victory.

The sight and sound of Cara vocalising his ownership of her pussy must have filled Leon with extra energy, the surge of adrenaline from another wife lost to his cock. Those deep west African tones stopped as he concrentrated in his own pleasure. His own grunts and deep exhalations went along with the ever more urgent pounding of "his" pussy. And then Leon the lion, Leon the Bull roared, the pounding of the metronome ceased as I pictured him burying himself deep in Cara's pussy, HIS pussy. The roar continued for a few seconds as I pictured his balls tightening and his cock pulsing as Cara was filled with his cum. The image was aided by the moans of Cara that I guessed synchronised with each fierce pulse of his cock inside her.

The sounds of both the lovers panting. searching for breath could be heard and then the sound of deep post fucking kissing. The whole call had me questioning myself and had that "just kicked in the balls feeling" washing over me. I had it throughout the call but it was amplified by the lovers lost in their post coital kissing.

I wasn't sure which was worse, this fucking cage, Cara being called a slut, Leon's conquest of her pussy, or the kissing.

......and the phone went dead.

OMG. I had no choice but to visit the ladies room with phone in one had reading this again and rubbing a huge one out. Had to bite my lip as my fingers strummed my clit to a massive orgasm.

Thank you. Thank you so much.
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

WOW !! Erotic fiction at its best...every episode takes me there and leaves me wanting more. A big thank you from me too !!

I'm uncertain which scenario I would rather witness, Cara being fucked to destruction by Leon, as he owns her pussy, or Donna rubbing one out in the ladies room, her fingers a blur as she works her clit furiously hard before cumming like a fucking train. It's a close call.

Like Donna, I can only thank you for this masterly piece of work, and reiterate what was said near the beginning of this episode.....

Fucking right it is! Perfection in a story.

Kenny/Sub/Donna/Tef et al,
Many thanks for your ongoing support, It is great to know that it amuses and excites the odd person (and producing the reactions in Donna & Kenny certainly makes it all worthwhile).
I reckon I maybe need to try and write a shorter story that is easier to get in and out of. I think this has gone on so long many late cummers may not be bothered going back so far.
I have ideas for this at least up until Cara's return from Amsterdam.....but who knows, maybe Rob will wake up in the morning have his shower and I will end it with it all being a dream...lol
Thanks again folks
R

I personally would regret it if you decided to foreshorten this tale purely for the sake of expediency, it would be a travesty. However at the end of the day it's your call, but I know Donna would support me in saying this really needs to move slowly to its' final conclusion. Good things are well worth waiting for, and those late comers that maybe can't be bothered to go back to the beginning just don't know what they're missing!
Yes, it is a dream, but not in the sense you're implying (fuck that Bobby Ewing, he's messed things up enough without influencing your tale!)

I totally agree with Kenny. It would be like burning an epic book to cut it short.

Please see this one through. Please.
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

Donna

Have you any idea how tempting I find it to lick you from ass to cunt, just by seeing your open and exposed 'inner sanctum'! You are ripe for plucking (I think that's the right word, or maybe one that sounds very similar!)

Sorry about the delay folks, night shifts and actually doing some gardening!
Have actually split this chapter so half way to the next one already. Hope this one isnt too dry.

Chapter 42
Progression -Caught In The Middle

As the phone went dead I just stared blankly at the screen. The deep dark ache remained with my sticky cage and balls, a sign of my arousal and addiction to my cuckold status. I was in awe of Cara for taking all of Leon and being so free and wanton with another man, and of course I was in awe of Leon for achieving his goal of seducing and claiming Cara as his new slut.

In all my reading and jerking I had often fantasized about a time when it would become real for me. I had got off to all sorts of way out ideas of being locked away and driven crazy by the desire to cum, and have that withheld whilst Cara and her lover, her boyfriend, her Bull fucked. They would play, as he dommed her, as they made mad passionate love.

It had all seemed so erotic and intense and I had wanted it, I had played it out many a time, I had sought humilia tion, almost as a way of having the desire knocked out of me, and yet here I was, I had brought myself to this point, of living it. I was chaste, I was madly deeply, crazily horny, and yet there was nothing I could do for another few days. Still Friday was the light at the end of the tunnel.

My moment of self reflection was broken with my phone coming to life. The screen showed it was Ophelia, no doubt gloating about Leon's prowess.

"Poor little chaste Ohu, has big bad Leon claimed himself a new slut wife and CUCKOLD?"

I didnt really think there was any need for the question mark. I almost took exception to a simple question mark, as if she was taunting me. Asking a question that she fucking well knew the answer to already. I may have had that ache in my stomach but I also felt a feint glimmer of pride within me that felt aggrieved that Ophelia had engineered this very postion. The self righteousness quickly faded however, as I once again realised my own part in my downfall. I pondered, was I destined to end up like this? I glanced at my caged aching dick and balls and thought about all the times I had found myself wanking to cuckold porn. My lack of will power along with my realisation that I had a small dick just played in my mind and drew me ever deeper into this. Once again my self reflection was interupted by the vibration in my hand.

"Poor little chaste Ohu needs to take Friday off work and come and see Goddess Ophelia.....you do want to get released .....don't you?"

Ophelia was once again messing with my head...but by God I had to get out of this cage and if it meant taking the day off work then so be it. I quickly replied confirming I would do as required.

"10am dont be late ....sle ep well my little Ohu"

Jeez, 10am! that was early, although I rationalised that I would have plenty of time for my session and then time to get back and get ready for Cara's return. I would sort out her favouraite dinner, Yes, Coq Au Vin & Potato Dauphinoise, the first meal I had ever cooked for her. I thought she would love that, would find the "Coq" reference funny, and we could reconnect, maybe relive a little of the past week and our long progress to this point, but most of all reconnect. The thought of making love to Cara again caused my dick to stir once again and returned that dull ache to my stomach again. Roll on Friday!!!!

Setting my phone down by the side of the bed, I realised I had to clean my caged dick down otherwise I would mess up the sheets. I nipped to the bathroom and also found that a quick piss relieved a small bit of pressure from my balls. I think the normality had returned abit and the ache eased as my kinks subsided. I still looked at the empty bed and my mind flashed to Cara curled up with Leon, but rather than instantly get hard at that quick image, I smiled to myself and pulled the covers over me. I went to put the my alarm on for the morning, thinkihng that an early start and busy day would again take my mind off matters sexual, and also hopefully give me leeway for Friday.

Ophelia had been busy again! My wallpaper now had a simple image if a pair of antlers. I thought, perhaps a little better than some of the other stuff she had put on there, but still none the less a reminder! A quick swipe and I found that my brief soujourn to the bathroom had caused me to miss 2 messages.

Cara, my beloved, my sexy little slut.
"I hope that was everything you wanted my little cucky? GOD LEON IS AMAZING!!!!!!! WE are so so lucky to have found him I know you have no choice but to be good, and I know its naughty...but I love being BAD! Sle ep well.
LUV U Robbie

MMMmmmmmm It was hot, but horrible at the same time. Knowing she was so far away. It played to all my wildest fantasies, but this was reality. I stared at that screen for a few minutes before I realised thinking about it would only add to my torment, and I needed sle ep. I checked the next message and it was from a number I did not recognise.

"Good Day Ohu, I hope you enjoyed listening to me fucking my new slut I shall be doing my best to create the best slut I can and return her a true cuckoldress. I wonder how far I can push her in 3 days!!!! LEON

Despite the tauting of his message my dick twitching involu ntarily in its pris on. Once again my mind started working overtime. Reading so much into a short message, imagining what he meant. The gloating, the pride in his work, the power of "creating" a slut wife and the teasing of the fact he had 3 days to play with Cara whilst I was so far away. I had seen his cock, I knew his mind and his history of past seductions and I had a sense of excitement and fear as to what sort of "pushing" he would do to Cara.

It was almost as if I wasnt really a part of it, someone not really connected to them as a couple, very much a voyuer. It was the two of them together, anonymous in a big city with all the time and freedom to explore together. I closed my eyes and rolled over. I tried to count sheep and think of anything to ease the remaining ache in my balls and allow some sle ep. The sheep were interupted by the image of Leon kneeling between Cara's legs, the moment just before he entered her. I knew I had to get away from that image. I replayed comedy scenes of the past in my head to get away. "Four candles.....four candles"........I smiled to myself as I pictured the scene in the hardware shop, before I recalled the Chemist shop...."Excuse me I want a deodorant"......and that cod Swedish accent........."Ball or aerosol?".......and there it was again. My mind was twisted, with the mention of that my mind jarred back to Amsterdam and thinking if Leon was intent of claiming Cara's ass. Was this a comedy or a tragedy?

I'm not sure when I managed it but sle ep did evenetually come to me. The alarm woke me early as planned but with the added twist that Ophelia had once again been at her devious and tormenting best. The usual Xperia alarm had been replaced and I was shocked awake by the sounds of a glorious female orgasm. I'm sure many of you know the one I'm on about! The whatsapp message that appears to be something mundane before you get the barrage of female moans. Despite the shock of the alarm I quickly realised the possible embrassment that could come my way. It was all well and good being able to blame a whatsapp video, but I realised that Ophelia could set this as a ringtone or text alert and I really could be in trouble.

I tried to shake off the lack of sle ep and the mix of excitement and fear by diving in the shower. As I washed myself down and thoroughly cleaned myself an image of Bobby Ewing came into my head. Could this all be a dream? As I lathered myself down my hands hit the cold steel of my cage......definately NO DREAM!!!

I threw myself into the day and amazed myself at how productive I can be. I had remembered, perhaps with fear, the alarm tone, and so had deliberately left my phone in my car for much of the day. There had been a few comments about how I was usually glued to it, and it beign unusual to be parted. I had tried to be funny in claiming that I "Wasn't a slave to it". I dont know if I was just trying to be clever to myself or make fun of myself to the unknowing colleague.

I managed to last until mid afternoon before I felt compelled to check my pphone. I wanted to but didnt at the same time. I knew there would be delight in some contact from Cara but also that twist with something from Ophelia or Leon.

Cara: "Morning sweetie, you know what they say, All work and no play makes Cara a dull girl!!!!"
Cara: "What a night!!! Leon is amazing, I'm so glad we started this, Luv you C"
Leon: "Just filled the slut up before she left....a work in progress!"
Cara: "OMG Leon wanted me again this morning before and then again after breakfast. I feel so naughty, as didnt get to shower before the morning lecture. Could feel his cum soaking my panties as the session started

The reality hit me once again, not only had Leon ravished my wife but it appeared she had spent the whole night with him!!! It really did dawn on me as I read the message, that I really was powerless to stop this.....and even if I was brave enough to confess all to Cara, I would still have to extricate mysefl from the cage and wait another few days with Cara in Leon's company. It has been said many times before....careful what you wish for!

Cara: "Back to work, Rhythm Control, Catheter Ablation this morning...difficult to concentrate though...talk later XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX C"
Ophelia: "Ahhhhh the first of many nights together for the lovers!"
Ophelia: "I hope cucky is loving the reality?"
Leon: "A little sle ep to recharge the batteries for tonight and your insatiable wife"
Cara: "Boring lecture and couldn't concentrate thinking about last night and you locked up....was bad girl and had to go to the ladies and couldnt help but get myself off....OMG robbie I couldnt help myself....so so horny looking forward to seeing you Friday ILY C"

I was glad I was back in my car, as I needed to adjust myself and try and ease the ache that had returned from my trapped dick and balls. It also dawned on me, perhaps I had been blinded by my own sub desires, but my sex life and that of Cara, in fact our marital intimate details were now open to others. There was little privacy now and Ophelia could dip in and out via my phone and be party to our private discussions and ideas. There was a definate realisation of subm ission and control that I felt at that point.

Ophelia: "Sounds like Cara can't get enough of her Bulls cock...well on the way to being a true slut for black cock"
Leon: "Looking forward to showing Cara what a REAL cock can do for a woman when she gets back"
Cara: "Cant concentrate gonna miss afternoon session and heading back to hotel. Chat later LY C"
Leon: "Seems the slut cant get enough of REAL cock and is leaving early...more time, more progress"

It was asif I was just a bystander in my own life. Caught in the middle of this mad mixed up sexual storm that I had fantasized over. The emotions of being part of it, but certainly not in control of it.

I fired off a message to Cara quickly.
"Love you lots, missing you like mad and cant wait until Friday. Can't wait to reclaim my hot little Cara. ILY R"

I thought that Cara would appreciate the message and almost by not making reference to all that had gone on over the last few days, well, it would almost be asif it had never happened and we could get back to it just being, well...US.

The female moans of orgasm brought me back to the reality of the situation as I saw another message from Ophelia.
"Now now Ohu, you have surely heard the phrase, Once you go black.....Do you think that is just a myth?"

Privacy was certainly a myth! I for ced mysefl to start the car and head to my next appointment. This would be the last of the day and then I could at least get home and try to ease my aching balls.

Well I must have been so so tired as having reached home I lay back on the bed thinking about what a mess this whole fantasy had become, I must have fallen into a deep sle ep. I woke, still dressed with it dark outside. I checked my phone in case I had missed Cara calling. There it was, missed call and a load of waiting messages. I couldnt imagine how I would have sle pt through the cries of orgasm that must have been coming from my phone all day. As I looked at the screen I realised why. The phone vibrated indicating another incoming message. Vibrate only and no moaning. Once again Ophelia was delighting in this little bit of remote control.

Most shocking was a reply from Cara, a reply to a message I had apparently sent (whilst I had been slee ping). I realised immediately that once again Ophelia had been helping Leon to increase his dominance. I read "my" message with a sense of forboding:
Me: "Enjoy your time with your boyfriend, it is getting me hot thinking of you together as a couple, delicious torment...ILY robbie"
Cara: "Ahhhh thats so sexy to hear, I hope I can be your dream wife/hotwife/cuckoldress" Mistress C!

Not dry at all, just a little respite from the action, but you maintain the tension and frustration very well. Delicious torment indeed !!
Very curious how it will go with Ophelia and it looks like, on Cara's return, Robbie will have another Mistress...intriguing. Love the story and the high quality writing. Erotic and powerful...thank you !

This story is one of the best I have ever read... Please continue !!!

great stuff

Chapter 43
Progression - It's a Date

I also found that I was now part of a new Whatsapp group, well not so much a group...."Leon & Cara", with me as the 3rd wheel. There were no messages just pictures. It seemed in the few hours since Cara had left her lecture that she had met up with her stud and been busy. I could see the first few pictures, one of our hotel room number, the next of the messed up bed, the next of Cara's discarded panties, with a noticeably damp and creamy crotch. I double tapped and scrolled through the first 3. Next was a shot of what looked like a hair salon "OXOCOCO", followed by a picture of what must have been Cara's hands. Perfectly manicured deep red talons, with the light glinting off the shiney gelled covering. I was instantly reminded of being informed that this was how Leon liked his conquests. A sign of his ownership and an outward acknowledgement that the wife wanted to be his. I dont know if Leon had done this deliberately but just visible in the picture, but almost overshadowed by the nails was Cara's wedding and engagement rings The follow up shot showed Cara had also had her toes done. The punch to my stomach came next as there was a picture of Leon and Cara sat ever so close in the seats at the front of the salon. Cara's crossed legs angled in and almost overhanging Leon's more relaxed pose. One arm around his shoulder and the other on her own knee.

It hit me that I was being outed from afar, outed as a cuckolded husband. Cara's wedding ring was clearly on show on the manicured hand that rested on her knee. The vividness of the nail colouring standing bright and focussing attention on her legs and the fact she was clearly married. That and the anklet that almost mockingly adorned her beautiful leg. Leon had that confident smooth grin on his face, one arm out straight on the back of the sofa, the other snaking round Cara his hand almost cupping her breast. It was so erotic and teasing and hot yet also so gut wrenching. The fact that no doubt Leon had asked one of the salon staff to take the pic.

Next came a few shots of plates of food and glasses of beer. Obviously out and about enjoying their "date". With each picture I became more aroused by the idea that they would have been walking around hand in hand like a "real couple". That thought stuck with me and I wondered, were they a real couple, did I want them to be a real couple. Was this just a phase, an wank fantasy...not that I could wank at present. It was that normality, that closeness the building of intimacy that comes with time, and of their own shared memories, whilst me, the cuck hub was out of the picture. Once again, the pictures and my own warped mind caused my hand to once again reach down to try and jerk my dick. Once again the reality and frustration struck home.

Despite my aching balls I couldnt stop myself, my eagerness to see how hot they looked together and to find out what they had been up to was overpowering. The eagerness to feel the thrill of the public shaming, or Cara & Leon being a couple, I just had to keep looking at the pictures.

Next came a couple of "normal" pictures of Leon & Cara as a couple, arms around each other in Dam Square and then another at the Bloemenmarkt. All taken by strangers or passers by. I wondered if those taking the pictures noticed the wedding ring and anklet or if they were just oblivious and thought of them as a married couple. It hit me aswell that they were visiting places that we had visited as a couple on our sightseeing tour. It may have been something romantic and special for Cara's 40th and our anniversary, but here it appeared it was something special for a first proper date.

Despite the feelings of eroticism and hum iliation I also felt a feeling of pride wash over me. It was almost happiness that Cara was having fun, she had to be having fun otherwise she wouldnt be walking round like she was. I pictured them holding hands, the odd kiss in public, filled with the lust of a new couple. The smile of satisfaction would be on Cara's face and her Bulls cum in her pussy. Once again I tugged at my caged dick and thrilled at the shame and delight of being a new cuckold.

A quick swipe and I saw the next picture, The outside of a shop, "The Condomerie" and here for the first time amongst all the pictures was some text;
"Leon thought you would need some of these if you are ever lucky enough to get access to HIS pussy"

This was followed by a picture of a packet of condoms, "TheyFit E55". Once again Cara & Leon must have delighted in twisted the knife and teasing me from afar.
"The lady in the shop seemed most surprised when Leon & went to pay for these. Of course I had to tell her they were not for Leon but for my husband!!!!! We all had a chuckle to that and the lady said she fully understood!"

The teasing was doing its trick and my balls were once again aching. For the second night running I was on our bed as hard as I could get in my little cage shamefully embracing my status, loving and hating it in equal measure. It definately seemed like Cara was embracing her status aswell and was being guided by Leon. It was not lost on me the fact she had once again referred to "HIS pussy". I had to stop quickly and I checked the net and to my shame found that the rubbers they had bought were about the smallest you can buy.....and the fact that Cara had told the girl in the shop they were for me. The madness of all of this hit me again, the mix of shame and excitement. Thank God I wasnt there, I would have been hard as a rock but mortified!

Straight back to my new "group". I checked the time stamps of the images sent and realised I was still behind them and had soem catching up to do. The little green counter showed plenty more messages to view and I wondered how much more horny and excited and shamed could I get. The next one I opened left me in no doubt that I had a way to go.

It took a little while to download as I had been sent a video. It was entitled "Treats for REAL men!" The video kicked in and I could see a wooden floor, all shakey as the phone was pointed at the ground and it was obvioous Leon was holding it. I could see his feet come in to the shot as he walked. He brought the camera upwards and I saw Cara sexy heels and her calves, the anklet catching the light and then her skirt and the back of a thigh as it swayed with her walk. Dam she had a sexy ass, I marvelled at how she must have been swinging her hips that little bit extra to tease Leon, tease her boyfriend!. She was leading him by the hand and then the camera came up to her face. She looked behind and had that naughty cheeky sexy grin on her face. A wink at the camera and she blew a kiss. I wasnt sure if this was to me or to Leon!

Then turning back to see where she was going, I saw, as Leon focussed on a door. Oh My FUCKING GOD, she was leading him to the Gents toilets....they went fucking in, what the fuck!!!!!!!! This was not my sweet Cara, this was some other woman, certainly a changed mischievious one who wanted some of her boyfriend. The camera scanned around and saw one guy who looked surprised as he was washing his hands. Seeing a woman calmly walking into the gents toilets with a big black guy in tow. The look of surprise and excitement was obvious on his face, but that soon disappeared as I saw Leon focus on the cubicle that Cara had lead them into. My minx of a wife turned to face Leon before she blew another kiss and the video stopped.

FUCKING HELL, what sort of torment was this? They had wanted me to see how naughty they were being yet then they stopped it. Surely this was what it was all about, Having fun and letting me see what they were up to. It was partly a relief but also an anticlimax.

Tap back and scroll up........another video!!!!!!!!! I thought please let me see, I want to see this, I want to see Cara with Leon. I was not disappointed. The little X in the middle of the screen sat there with the green circle slowly filling up to download the video. It seemed to take an age...too long......It opened with the caption...."Her skills are getting better....I checked it had been shot 5 minutes after they had entered the cubicle.

The sharp neon lighting of the toilets were dulled slightly by the slate wall and gun metal grey of the panelling. The lights were not dulled enough though to hide the sight of Cara on her knees before Leon. Looking up at the camera her Bull was holding and staring right through the lens and right into my heart. Leon's cock was slick with Cara's saliva. She teasingly kissed the dark head and then cruelly ran her tongue around the head. She cupped his balls with one hand and then used the other to lift his shaft towards his stomach. I could hear Leon, instructing her; "thats it my little slut, worship a real mans cock". This was met with a moan from Cara as she then closed her eyes and slowly, ever so slowly licked from the base of his cock, slowly, slowly, up the underside, all the way to its crown. I was transfixed as was Cara in her task. Her tongue once again circled what I had to admit was an amazing cock before her mouth opened and sank down on him.What I assumed was freshly applied bright red lipstick encircled his dark manhood and slid down. Again teasingly, agonisingly slowly Leon's cock disappeared into Cara's mouth.

Her eyes opened and she again looked adoringly at Leon, almost seeking approval from him for her actions. This video was meant for me from leon, but it was obvious it was Cara doing it for Leon. "Breathe in through your nose my little slut". Leon was an educator now, telling her what to do for his benefit. I saw her nostrils flare slightly as she tried to take in air to her lungs as her mouth went ever further down his shaft. He eyes, still focussed at the owner of the monster invading her mouth, appeared to go even wider and I heard a slight gagging. OMG, he was invading her throat! Again it hit me, something I had never been able to do due to my lack of size, but also something I had never really tried to get Cara to do. The mark of a Bull claiming a wife.

The slight cho king sound eased as Cara lifted off and took her head back ever so slightly, "mmmm thats it swirl that tongue slut, make your stud cum". The shine and sparkle in Cara's eyes was evident as she appeared to be loving her work. One hand held the base of Leon's cock as she now bobbed up and down on his cock. The saliva glinted in the neon light as his cock withdrew. The ache in my balls was getting stronger and stronger and I cursed myself and Ophelia for ever wanting and dabbling in this fucking chastity.

Cara was working feverishly now, almost on a mission. Her hand worked the base of his cock as she bobbed up and down. The occasional lifting off to lick his cock from root to tip, the swirl of the crown and then a hungry engulfing of his shaft. She was a woman aiming to please, desperate to show her Bull what she could do. It sounded like it was working. The timer showed Cara had only been working for about 4 minutes and yet Leon's hand started to shake and I heard those same deep rumblings coming from his throat. Leon was about to cum. The sounds coming from Leon appeared to spur Cara on as she seemed to make greater efforts to suck harder on his cock. the give him more pleasure. As if she wanted his cum in her more than anything.

With the renewed vigour of Cara's eager mouth, Leon was getting closer and closer. There were grunts and low growls and then it was almost as if I saw his cock grow bigger ever so slightly. Leon's hand went from out of shot, presumably steadying himself against the wall of the cubicle, straight to the back of Cara's head. He grasped a handful of her hair and almost appeared to twist it. Cara, did not flinch at all and continued to gaze upwards past the camera lens to Leon's eyes, almost seeking approval.

The approval came in a loud deep groan that grew to a roar. Leon's grip on Cara's hair appeared to tighten as he pulled her closer, increasing his control of her head and neck. The extra pressure on Cara must have been felt as her eyes appeared to open that little bit wider. Perhaps it was a sudden realisation of the control she had over her, asmore of his cock disappeared into her mouth. The awkwardness she had at the outset with his cock invading her throat. A muffled noise issued from my wife as Leon's hips thrust forward. His cock lodged at the back of her mouth and then an almost look of fear came into her eyes as Leon' let go the first blast of his cum.

Cara's lips were stretched as it was around his shaft yet she still moved and some of his cum seeped out of the side. Her eyes were slightly glazed and watery from the pressure at the back of her throat as another shot of cum was for ced right down her throat. She tried to draw air into her lungs through her nose which invol untarily caused her throat muscles to relax slightly and Leon's cock slipped into her throat. Another deep roar came from Leon. I saw his hand let go of her hair. and he eased his hips back. Cara fell back on her haunches slightly which released the seal around his cock.

As Leon's cockhead came into view, slick with Cara's saliva and coated with his own cum, his cock once again flexed and another laong rope of cum issued forth. Cara still had her mouth open, almost gasping for breath. The shot of cum partly hit her mouth and top lip. The movement of his hips had caused his cock to jump and with an upward trajectory, the next and final blast of cum hit Cara across her cheek and eyes. She must have seen it cumming and closed her eyes and partially moved her head which caused her hair to swing round and catch the last of Leon's last load.

As Cara opened her eyes there was a sexy look of shock on her face for a second before it was replaced by a sexy evil smirk as she realised what a slut she had been for Leon. Once again, Leon controlled the situation and ended the recording.

Of course, despite that ever present nagging ache I had to press play again. I watched it at least 3 more times, each one I noticed something different. Her cheeks being pushed outward, how she wiggled her body, how she gripped his shaft, how the deep red of her nails looked against his shaft and how Leon was always in control.

I lay on the bed and looked up at the ceiling and realised how happy I was despite the humi liation. I ached, I was frustrated but I was content and oh so horny.

My desire was abated for a few seconds consideration of my circumstances before it returned and drew me back to my phone.

Cara: "Wow robbie, so much cum, it was so nasty but Leon's cum tastes amazing Hope you enjoyed the show, Leon reckons you would have jerked yourself raw by now if you werent locked! ILY C"

I checked the time again and realised that Cara must have just cleaned herself up and sent that. I also realised I was still 2 hours behind the happy couple in activity, and still more messages to read. I also realised that there was a seperate message to me direct from Leon but not to the "Cara & Leon" group. I hadnt noticed it as I had been intent on folowing the lovers on their journey around Amsterdam, it was also timed abit more recently that the cubicle scene. I opened it knowing that it would once again be Leon takign great delight in taunting me.

Leon: "In a week of firsts, lets see how Cara likes the taste of her first pussy!!!!! I wonder how we should mark such a momentus week?"

Well there certainly wasnt any pussy apart from Cara's in the toilets and Cara hadnt hinted at anything in her last message! I pushed onwards.

The next picture was another of the happy couple posing together on a canal bridge, the usual bikes in the background, but this time they had posed and were mid kiss. It looked so natural, the lovers close and gazing into each others eyes, Leon slightly bowing his head to meet Cara's lips, Cara's hands holding his head, but Leon's pulling her upwards as he cupped and held her ass. She was almost on tip toes and again I was drawn to the anklet which was clearly displayed on the leg that was held at almost 90 degrees behind her. Once again, the leg hanging there with the anklet seemed deliberate to ensure that anyone looking would note the adornment to her ankle.

Then next a couple of pictures of the street containing "the windows", it seems the naughty couple were heading back towards the hotel via the Red Light District. Then the facade of a shop. It took me a second to realise, but there it was, It seems Cara was teasing me again as she had sent a pic of the shop where we had bought the very cage I was still wearing. It had been a few days ago but I still recalled the experience of being fitted with it that first time, and even moreso the outing to Sabine.

The shocks continued to come as next there was a smiling picture of Cara greeting a girl like an old friend...Sabine! The pic obviously taken by Leon, the girls arms over each others shoulders cheek to cheek grinning from ear to ear and throwing out the "horns sign" with their hands. I immediately realised that Sabine would no doubt have recalled us, well,Cara at least, and of their previous meeting and now she had met Leon.

Leon: "Sabine says "Hello CUCKOLD" and thinks your wife is a lucky girl...I will make sure she is!!!!"
Cara: "Sabine thinks you are such a considerate husband for letting me have a boyfriend like Leon, she almost seems jealous"
Leon: "Dont they look good together Ohu??????"

As I pondered Leon's message I opened on the next picture which showed the girls locked together in A KISS!

I looked at the picture of Cara and Sabine together, a sweet recently converted black cock loving cuckoldress of 40 and the younger dark haired goth. Sabine had to have been late 20's I reckon and there they were close together, brought together in strange surroundings....and then Leon's prior more private message came to mind. Cara had never expressed any desire to be with a woman and whilst I had thought of it occasionally, and yes jerked to the idea, it was something I immediately thought that she would never do but was apparently was doing for Leon. It washed over me that Leon already seemed to have so much power over her. He hadn't fucked her many times but she was already pushing boundaries and trying so many new things.

Once again I lowered the phone from my gaze as I stared at the ceiling wondering at what else Leon could get Cara to do. It was Wednesday and I had only been away fro 3 full days and it seemed he had created a real submissive slut almost. Despite my wondering I focussed on the ceiling, I heard the faint sound of cars passing outside the house and the ticking of the bedside clock. I looked across and realised it was already 5 minutes past the time I was due to video chat with Cara. I pulled myself up to the top of the bed and got myself as comfortable as I could and called.

In my horny state and with my frustration and desire for Cara it seemed to take an eternity for her to answer.

As the screen came to life I was greeted not by Cara's beautiful face but by a smiling slightly perspiring Leon. There was an instant sense of foreboding as I knew this could only mean that the knife was about to be twisted again.

The sing songy Nigerian tone shot down the line to me; "Good Evening my Ohu". He paused a second as if to catch his breath. He steadied the phone as he was obviously moving his body., "We or should I say I, mostly have been very busy today, it has been a most excellent day, enjoy your view cuckold".

With that he smiled that devilish wide gloating smile that I knew so well and flicked the camera around and down. I was greeted by the sight of part of Leon's cock sticking out of his trousers, the trousers could just be seen still around his ankles. It appeared I had caught then having only just returned to the hotel...