One Big Happy Family

CHAPTER 8

Tom was sweating as he tried to complete one more set of bench presses. He hadn't missed a day at the gym since the roman feast. His queen had told him to get in better shape and he intended to impress her. Besides, he found the gym a good place to get lost in his thoughts and absorb the rapid changes in his life. Right before he left for the gym, he had helped Angie move their bedroom furniture.

"Dom wants our bed to be facing the window," Angie explained. He doesn't want us to close the curtains or the blinds so he can always see us from his window." Tom looked out the bedroom window, across the yard to his neighbor's house. It felt odd knowing Dom would be watching them in the privacy of their own bedroom. He wondered if Max would be watching too.

After the dinner party, Tom and Angie were both infatuated with the couple next door. Angie loved teasing him that she had found the man who would be taking her pussy away from him. Tom didn't care. For the first time since he got married, he was focused on satisfying someone other than, or in addition to, his wife. He found Max fascinating. She was beautiful but it was everything else about her that he found so intoxicating. She was sensual, dominant, intense, aggressive and then sweet, submissive, passionate and giving when it came to her husband.

He had already been with Max three times in less than two weeks. The first few nights were mild teasing and hum_iliation while his wife was at Max's house having sex with Dom. Max would bring a bottle of wine and have Tom entertain her until Angie came home. Max would tease Tom that she was his babysitter while his 'whore wife' was fucking her husband. She'd make him wear panties to hide his 'little clit'. He'd give her back and neck massages and help remove her nail polish. She'd let him put his hand up her shirt and play with her nipple piercings 'like teenagers on a date.' Tom found all of it incredibly exciting and couldn't wait to see her again.

Then, she told him he was getting a reward for being 'such a good boy' all week. She had invited him over and took him by the hand when he arrived, telling Dom, "We're going to go upstairs and play. We won't be long." Dom had smiled in amusement and told her to have fun. When they entered the bedroom, she sat on the bed with him standing before her. It was the first time he had been in her bedroom. It didn't have mirrors on the ceiling and the bed wasn't round like he imagined, but the room was bathed in Moroccan colors with heavy drapes and blankets. The word 'boudoir' immediately came to mind.

"Strip." He nervously took off his clothes and glanced at her when he dropped his underwear. She shook her head and sighed as she lifted his small penis with two fingers. "Have you apologized to your wife yet?" He shook his head 'No' and she told him, "Make sure you do that before coming back to see me again. Understand?" He nodded his head in agreement.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed fully clothed and didn't seem to have any intention of undressing as he stood before her naked. She let her eyes gaze over his entire body as he nervously waited for her instructions. Eventually, she played with his nipples while smiling at him with amusement. Tom's penis was very hard and beads of pre-cum appeared at the tip of the head. Max rubbed her fingertip in the wet accumulation before swiping the drips up and telling Tom to suck her finger. Then, she told him to turn sideways and to spread the cheeks of his ass. She inserted her finger into his ass and told him to masturbate. "Slow down," she commanded. "Enjoy the sensation and make it last." He did as she commanded as she pushed her finger in and out of his ass while he masturbated in front of her.

"Have you wondered why I don't cum when you play with me, boy?" she asked as he slowly stroked himself. He shook his head as he desperately tried not to cum. "Because my husband owns my orgasms. Just like he will own your wife's orgasms someday soon." She let that sink in before she asked, "Would you like me to own your orgasms?"

Tom's eyes got big and he gasped, "Yes!"

She smiled seductively. "You say that now as you are on the verge of an orgasm, but will you still feel the same later?"

"Yes," Tom answered desperately.

Max stood up without removing her finger from Tom's ass. She pressed her tits against his arm and put her lips at Tom's ear as she continued to fingerbang his ass with the same steady rhythm. She said softly, "Then stop touching yourself."

Tom paused and reluctantly released his dripping erection. He gazed into her twinkling eyes with a desperate look. He wanted to cum so bad. She pulled her finger from his ass and walked to the bathroom. Tom could hear the water running as she washed her hands. When she came back, he was still standing where she left him. She took his face in her hands and said, "Only one of us gets to cum today. Should it be me or you?"

"You?" Tom replied with puppy dog eyes and a strained, desperate voice.

Max liked his quick response. "Then, go downstairs and ask Sir for permission for me to cum. Tell him you are willing to give up yours for mine."

Tom felt awkward as he went naked down the stairs and into the living room where Dom was watching a basketball game. Tom still had a hard-on wagging and dripping like a dog's tongue after a brisk walk, and his ass was tingling from Max's finger in his ass. He stood just inside the living room door as he mustered the courage to ask this big bear of a man for permission to lick his wife's pussy. Dom acknowledged him with raised eyes, waiting for him to speak.

Tom cleared his throat and said, "Sir, I um ... well, I was wondering if ..." Dom was enjoying watching Tom standing there nude and fumbling for words but didn't give away his amusement as he stared at him with a stern look. "Well, if I could have permission to ... uh, give Max an orgasm. She said only one of us could have one and I would rather she had an orgasm than me."

Dom continued to just stare as Tom fidgeted nervously. It wasn't lost on either of them that Dom had been fucking Tom's wife the entire week. That Tom's pleasure had been all but forgotten during the lovers' newfound lust for each other. Instead, Tom was standing here humiliated, begging Dom for permission to allow his wife to cum and offering to exchange his own pleasure for hers. Dom couldn't be happier.

"She hasn't allowed herself an orgasm in quite some time," Dom said matter-of-factly. "Allowing you the pleasure of giving her one is quite an honor. Do you deserve it?"

Tom didn't know what to say. She said her orgasms were owned by her husband. He just assumed it was Dom that forbade her from having them. He realized she was offering him something special. "I .. I don't know," Tom said honestly. "She said only one of us could have an orgasm tonight and I wanted it to be her."

Dom looked back at the television and let him stand there uncomfortably until Tom's erection had practically disappeared. Finally, without looking at him, Dom said, "Yes, you can give her an orgasm. But ..." Dom looked toward Tom, "It will cost you your own orgasms for an entire week. I know it has been hard with all the excitement of your wife getting fucked so much, but you will have to suffer for your mistress this entire week. Then, I'll make sure you are properly rewarded." He made Tom wait a moment longer before dismissing him with a wave of the hand.

Tom scurried from the room and back up the stairs. When he entered the bedroom, Max was waiting for him, kneeling on the bed. She was wearing a sexy black silk robe over silky black lingerie. She had a seductive look on her face and said, "Well?"

Tom's face was beaming happily and he gushed, "He said, 'Yes!'"

Max held her arms out to him as he scrambled on the bed and embraced her. She kissed him fully on the lips before pushing him away saying, "Now show me that you know how to properly undress a woman. I want you to make me tremble for your touch, for the caress of your lips on my body, for the exquisite ecstasy of your tongue in my pussy."

Tom took his time and ran his hands all over her body as he slowly undressed her. He squeezed and massaged her erogenous zones and let his lips nibble on her earlobes, neck, nipples, thighs. He desperately wanted to please this gorgeous, sensuous woman. He held her asscheeks in both hands as his tongue explored every inch of her pussy. His finger probed as deep as possible in her pussy as his tongue teased her clitoris toward her first orgasm in a long time. He found that she liked her clit piercing licked aggressively and he could feel her body tensing for the inevitable contraction of orgasm.

Dom could hear her moans and cries of pleasure from his big chair in the living room. He smiled happily. He loved the sound of her orgasms. Not getting to hear those sounds more often were the biggest downside to her chastity fetish. At first, he blamed himself. He would make her wait and beg for his permission to cum. Then, she started begging him to make her wait longer and longer. They both knew the pain she felt during intercourse was temporary and wasn't as bad as she claimed. But, that is the thing about fetishes. Once they take hold, it is easy to let them spiral into an obsession. He wasn't surprised when she suggested the chastity piercings to close the entrance to her pussy, and he had rejected it at first. However, he could never deny this woman anything and eventually she got the rings that would deny her pussy the pleasure of his cock. He hoped she would change her mind someday but, with her, there was no way to tell.

CHAPTER 9

Tom woke up and noticed his wife wasn't in bed next to him. He realized it was her hushed words that had woken him and saw her standing naked in front of the bedroom window. She had her phone at one ear and was touching herself with her other hand while looking out the window. She looked beautiful in the early morning light coming through the window. Her red hair cascading over her shoulders contrasted with her white skin in the dark room. Her hourglass figure silhouetted by the first rays of sunshine. He watched her hand glide up from between her legs to cup her breasts. He assumed she was pinching her nipple when he heard her softly gasp. He wished she was facing him but this show was for someone else. Someone watching from another window.

He could hear her voice in almost a whisper. "Yes, I wish I was in your bed right now." Then, "He hasn't had me since the first time you took me." Her hand moved back to her pussy again. After some time she whispered, "It's your pussy." Tom could see her hips gyrating slightly and assumed she was fingering herself. "Yes, I'm horny," she giggled softly. Then, "Really? Umm, okay."

She hung up her phone and turned toward the bed. Tom closed his eyes and feigned sl_eep as he listened to her gently crawl back under the bedcovers. A moment later, he felt her hand on his chest, her fingertip tracing a circle around his nipple. Then, her hand slid down his stomach and found his already hard cock. He slowly opened his eyes and saw her looking at him with an accusatory look. She knew he wasn't asl_eep. Without saying anything, she pulled back the blankets, turned to face the window and straddled him. She raised her hips and backed up so her pussy was over his face. Tom put his hands on her hips and she eased her wet pussy lips to his waiting mouth. She sat up, putting her weight mostly on her knees but with her pussy also pressing down over Tom's mouth and nose. He told himself to relax as his breathing was momentarily shut off by the pressure of her pussy and ass. Eventually, they both adjusted until he could get just enough air to comfortably do his thing.

Angie ground her pussy on his face while looking out the window. She squeezed her nipples between her fingers as her husband's tongue found the spot she wanted. She was usually horny in the morning but it had been a while since she enjoyed a morning orgasm with her husband. Lately, she was getting so much sex next door that a morning orgasm, courtesy of her husband, wasn't even something she thought about. However, today she was performing for her lover. She could see his silhouette in the window across the side yard. She imagined him stroking himself as he watched her. Or, perhaps he had his wife on her knees taking care of him the way her own husband was taking care of her. She actually liked that thought even better. Each of them enjoying a morning wank, using their spouses as a sex toy for their mutual pleasure.

Angie's libido was in overdrive lately. Dom had awakened a passion in her that she didn't even know existed. She always liked sex but it wasn't something she obsessed about or thought about that often. Being filled by his big, thick cock was definitely a sexlife-changing event that she could never have imagined. However, it was more than that. She had never felt more desired, more fulfilled or more empowered. Dom encouraged her to explore and discover the things that made her feel so sexually alive! He wanted her to identify her boundaries so they could be pushed but not necessarily crossed. And she couldn't wait to push them with him.

Angie felt the dam about to burst as her orgasm prepared to wash over her. Her hips were thrusting back and forth aggressively on her husband's face as he was gasping in between breaths. His tongue never stopped despite his trouble getting air. The fact that he was struggling made it even more pleasurable for her. She hadn't even bothered to look at his penis flailing in front of her. It was of no consequence right now. His only role in this performance was to give her the orgasm her lover wanted to witness. He was merely a tool for their pleasure. She arched her back and squeezed both of her breasts with her hands and opened her mouth wide as her eyes shut tightly. She moaned and shouted as her orgasm hit her. She was animated in her expressions of pleasure as she imagined her lover's cock gushing his cum down his own wife's throat as he watched her.

When she was done, she blew a kiss toward the window and climbed off her husband's face without a word ever being said.


As Tom and Angie ate breakfast, Tom said, "That was quite a wakeup!"

Angie smiled without looking up from the news she was reading on her iPad. "I forgot how much I enjoy that in the morning."

"Especially when you have someone to watch?"

Angie looked over at her husband amused. "Yes, especially when he watches." She set her iPad down on the table and asked Tom, "So, did you jerk off while I was in the shower?"

Tom turned red and didn't say anything. His wife shook her head laughing, "That's what I thought," as she picked up her iPad again.

Tom mumbled, "Actually, I didn't......I'm not allowed to this week." That caught Angie's attention and she waited for him to continue. "I, um ... had to ask for permission to give Max an orgasm and Dom told me I could as long as I didn't have one myself for a week."

Angie started laughing out loud. "So, now I understand why he wanted me to sit on your face this morning. He wants to tease you. Aww, you poor thing. This may be a long week for you, baby."

Tom shrugged and sat there quietly sipping his coffee. As Angie returned her attention to her iPad, Tom said, "Sweetheart, there's something I've been wanting to say to you."

Angie closed the iPad and set it to the side. It looked like she would have to wait until later to get caught up on the news. "Yes?"

Tom pondered his words before saying, "I just want to apologize to you for all the years of bad sex you had with me. I never had any idea you weren't able to orgasm when we had sex. I hope you never feel like you have to have sex with me again if you don't want to."

Angie stared at her husband for a moment and thought about his apology. "I really appreciate you saying that, sweetheart. It must be hard for you now." She leaned forward and said in a light-hearted, teasing voice, "Your hard-on gave away that you weren't sl_eeping this morning. Did you hear me tell him it was his pussy now?"

Tom nodded his head, "Yes."

"How does that make you feel?"

"I don't know. It kind of hurt to hear you say it, I guess."

"But, it turned you on too – didn't it?"

Tom nodded his head, embarrassed by his admission. "I guess that's why you haven't let me lick your pussy after you've had sex with him?"

Angie laughed, "Aww, I didn't realize you wanted to do that so bad. Honestly, it never even occurred to me. My pussy was just so .. satisfied .. it didn't even occur to me to let you do it." In the same teasing voice she asked, "Do you want me to ask him if you're allowed to do that next time?"

Tom shrugged but she knew what he wanted.

Angie kept up her tease, "Just think ... if you didn't have a little boy dick, and were just a little better in bed, then we both wouldn't be having such a good time. You are having fun with your new girlfriend, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"You guess so? I see the way you look at her with your little puppy dog eyes. You used to look at me with those eyes." Angie sipped from her coffee cup and asked, "Have you noticed that Max seems to be mad at me or something? I mean, she was the one that encouraged me to fuck her husband."

Tom shrugged, "She may have encouraged you but you're still giving him something she can't anymore." Angie smiled at that. She liked knowing how much Dom wanted her pussy. She felt sorry for her friend, but she was still happy she could give him something his wife couldn't. Tom asked, "So, are you really okay with me being sexual with Max?"

Angie laughed and gave him an incredulous look. "Honey, in case you didn't notice her sealed up pussy, you can't fuck her. And, even if you could, do you really think she would want to when she has a husband hung like Dom? She wants you as her little bitch boy to lick her pussy and wash her dishes."

Tom didn't think being 'her little bitch boy' sounded all that bad.

Angie got up from the table to leave for work and said, "As far as I'm concerned, as long as Dom owns my pussy, the two of you can do whatever you want with each other. You can keep feeling her up and sticking your tongue in her ass and whatever it is she wants you to do for her. In the meantime, I'll keep taking care of all her husband's sexual needs and desires. He told me he wants to start pushing some boundaries and I don't think he was just talking about mine. He locked up her pussy so maybe you're next. That would be fine by me." She gave her husband a disdainful look and left for work.

Oh my god, what a story. I love it. And I'm very, very excited for the next chapter
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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.

CHAPTER 10

Angie informed her husband she was going out to dinner with Dom and would be spending the night in his bed. "I'm going upstairs to shave Dom's pussy. You can come up and check it for me before I leave," she added with a twinkle in her eye. "You can also see the new lingerie he bought me."

Tom's eyes lit up. After a week of no orgasms, he was looking forward to finally gaining release. Having the house to himself for the night would mean he could freely masturbate to his heart's content. It seemed sex was on his brain the entire week. Other than Angie's performance for Dom earlier in the week, he had barely seen her naked. Usually, she paraded naked around their bedroom all the time, but, for some reason, this week she was wearing pajamas to bed. Starting the weekend off seeing her newly shaved pussy and sexy lingerie sounded like a great idea to him!

Tom waited until he couldn't hear the water flowing any longer and crept up the stairs to sit on their bed and wait for his wife to exit the bathroom. When she came out wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around her head, he gazed lustfully at her nakedness. Angie beckoned him to her with her finger. He hurried across the room and she pushed his shoulders down so he was kneeling before her.

"Look at how smooth it is," she purred as she stood before him with her hands on her hips.

Tom could see that her pussy was shaved as smooth as a baby's butt. He ran his fingers over her mound. "Use your tongue," Angie encouraged.

Tom complied and put his hands on her ass and lightly traced his tongue over her smooth mound. Angie ran her fingers through his hair. "Does it excite you that I'll be spending the night with my lover?" Tom replied with "Mmm, hmm" as he continued to run his tongue over her smoothness. "Does it excite you that I shaved my pussy just for him?" He repeated "Mmmm hmm" and slid his tongue down and found her clitoris. She was already wet. She pulled his head tighter against her pussy and he responded with his tongue.

After a minute, she stepped away and said, "Why don't you help me get dressed?" She grabbed a package off the dresser and placed it on the bed. When she opened it, there was a note on top of the white satin lingerie. It read, "For my princess". She turned and looked out the window. Dom was watching from his window and he blew her a kiss. She returned his affection by kissing the card and hugging herself with a loving smile on her face. She lifted the sexy lingerie from the box and saw that it was a white silk and lace bodysuit. She handed it to Tom so he could hold it for her to step into and then pull it up over her legs and buttocks. She could feel the silky material caress her skin as it covered her stomach and tits. She looked back through the window and saw that Dom was no longer watching. She smiled and knew he wanted to see it when she undressed for him later.

Tom zipped up the little black dress that hid the lingerie underneath and then stepped back to admire his wife. She looked incredibly sexy. "Wow," he exclaimed. "He may decide to skip dinner!" Angie gave him a peck on the cheek and grabbed her small black handbag and giddily skipped down the steps for her date.

Not long after Angie left, Max walked in the house. Max saw the surprise on Tom's face and said in a menacing tone, "I guess she didn't tell you. I've been sent to babysit while your whore wife is fucking my husband." Tom quickly clicked off his computer and jumped up to offer her some wine. He hoped she couldn't see the bulge in his pants from the cuckold porn he had just started reading. Thank god he still had clothes on and hadn't started watching a movie yet!

Tom said he was planning to order a pizza but suggested the two of them could go out for dinner themselves. "No, a pizza is fine," Max suggested. "But we're going to take care of something first. The 'little princess' has earned you a good whipping. Let's go upstairs and shave you just like she got shaved tonight and then we can get our little pajama party started."

Tom could see by the fire in her eyes that she meant business and he reluctantly followed her up the stairs to his bedroom. She ordered him to take off his clothes and to get her scissors, a razor and shaving cream. Tom quickly undressed and gave her the same razor and cream that his wife had used an hour earlier. Max sat on the toilet lid and went to work cutting and then shaving the hair from his crotch and balls, as well as the hair on his ass. When she finished, she saw a bath brush hanging in the shower stall and told Tom to retrieve it.

Max moved to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. She took the long-handled, wooden bath brush from him and patted her lap to indicate he should lie across her knees. Once in place, Tom could feel her hand rubbing his smooth ass and balls. "I found out my first husband had some kinks when I came home unexpectedly one day and found him masturbating in our bed wearing my underwear. He was horribly embarrassed, but I told him everything was fine. It would be our little secret, but he needed to look the part if he was going to wear my panties and bra. He had a little clitty just like you."

She was reaching between Tom's legs and massaging his smooth cock and balls. Although he was nervous, he couldn't help but get hard. "So, we shaved him smooth, just like you are now, except we shaved his chest and legs too. We wanted his legs to look good in nylons after all. Would you like that, boy? To shave your legs so you can wear nylons? Hmm?" Tom didn't answer as he was trying his hardest not to become too erect and drip on her leg.

"Since there isn't much to hide, we can tuck your little clitty between your legs so you look better in your little girly clothes. Let's be honest .. you can't be a man with this," she said as she pinched the head of his little penis. "You can only please a woman, like a woman – by using your mouth and fingers or with toys. As I told my first husband, if that is the only way you can please a woman, then the least you can do is look the part. He never played with me again without dressing properly. I think you should do the same."

She quit playing with Tom's penis and balls and patted his ass with the back of the wooden bath brush. "When we're done with this little lesson your wife earned for you, we'll pick out something for you to wear tonight." She swatted Tom's ass sharply with three rapid strokes of the bath brush. He yelped in surprise and pain. "Don't you dare get up until I'm done," Max warned. "I'd rather be doing this to your wife's ass but you will have to do for tonight."

She proceeded to blister his ass with the bath brush until both cheeks were an angry, bright red and he could no longer stay on her lap despite his best efforts. She told him to kiss her and thank her for spanking him. Then, they went through his wife's underwear drawer to pick out his attire for the evening.

They spent the rest of the evening watching chick flicks while Tom massaged her feet and painted her toe nails. He was wearing a pair of his wife's panties and a red nightie. When the pizza was delivered, Max let him wear his wife's robe over the nightie to answer the door.

"Dom will never watch these movies with me," she said cheerfully. Then added, "Wasn't that more fun than watching porn all night?"

Tom looked at her surprised but knew better than to lie so he just nodded his head. When she asked what they should do next, Tom raised his eyebrows with a suggestive look. She gave him a contemplative look before saying, "Okay. I guess I'm ready for bed and now you are dressed properly. In the future, I will expect you to be properly shaved as well. Understand?" Tom nodded his head resignedly. The thought of shaving his chest and legs was not appealing. He could already imagine the looks he would get at the gym.

As Max laid leisurely against the headboard with Tom's face between her thighs, she noticed the light to her own bedroom turn on through the window. She watched until she saw her husband stand naked in front of the window. She didn't wave or do anything different as she stroked her submissive pussy eater's hair. She just watched Dom watching her. Eventually, she saw Angie come up behind him and wrap her arms around his waist and put her hand around the shaft of his cock. She stroked his cock as she looked over his shoulder to see what he was watching. Angie smiled as she made eye contact with Max and then whispered something in Dom's ear before leading him away from the window by his cock. A moment later the light turned out.

CHAPTER 11

The next day, Max informed Tom that he was coming home with her. "Apparently, you are going to get a surprise today. Something you've been wanting and asked for." Tom couldn't hide his surprised reaction. His first thought was that Angie had told Dom about his desire to eat her pussy after Dom had sex with her, but he wasn't expecting to do that in front of Max and Dom. Then, he wondered if he was finally going to get to cum. If so, what humiliating scenario was awaiting him?

Max enjoyed his befuddled look and said, "They're waiting on us so we should probably go." Tom gave her a startled look. He couldn't leave looking like this. After rubbing his soapy hands all over her body when they showered that morning, he had an erection that would not go down. Max had dressed him in a champagne-colored, silk pajama set consisting of matching silk tap shorts and a camisole top. She decided the looser-fitting tap pants would be a better choice for his 'unfortunate condition'.

Max shrugged, "You're probably right. We don't want to get the neighbors talking so put on a track suit over your pretty outfit. You can take it off when we get there."


Max led the way into her house and directed Tom to remove his running clothes as soon as the front door closed. Then, she led the way upstairs to her bedroom. Dom and Angie were sitting next to each other in the bed, naked with the Moroccan-themed covers pulled up to their waist.

The first thing Tom noticed were the marks on his wife's breasts. He couldn't tell if they were bites or the result of rough handling. Her hair was tousled and she looked very happy as she sat against her lover.

Dom had a gleam in his eye as he observed his wife and his lover's husband standing side-by-side. Max was wearing the same jeans she had on the night before but found one of Angie's low-cut t-shirts to wear after their shower that morning. Her face was impassive but her nipples were already hard and poking through the tight t-shirt, indicating the sexual tension she was feeling. She had woke up horny but didn't let boy give her another orgasm. Dom was pleased to see she had dressed the boy appropriately. Just the way she had done with her first husband.

"Are you wearing my pajamas?" Angie asked incredulously.

Tom turned red and looked at Max for help. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Tell them why you will be wearing women's underwear from now on."

Tom frowned and answered with a humiliated expression, "Since I can't please a woman like a man, I have to dress like a woman whenever my services are required."

Angie had a hand over her mouth and laughed out loud. Dom was equally amused but less boisterous in his response. "I'm surprised you let him keep so much of his hair," Dom said to his wife.

"He's aware that the rest will need to go. We only took care of the essential hair first." Max told Tom to show them how he was shaved.

Tom pulled the silk tap pants down to his knees and they slid the rest of the way to the floor around his ankles. The camisole was short enough that it stopped just above his waist so he was exposed from the waist down. Dom and Angie could see that his pubic area was completely shaved. Angie was shaking her head in amazement as she gazed at her husband. His little cock was shriveled up so the only thing showing was the head of his penis sticking out against his bare, hairless skin. When Max turned him around by his shoulders, the marks from the bath brush spanking the night before were still visible on his hairless butt.

"He got his first lesson in obedience last night," Max said as she ran her hand across his smooth butt. "He learned that sometime one must suffer for their loved ones. He did quite well."

Dom threw the blanket back and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Tom couldn't help thinking that even soft, his cock was impressive. "I should spank both of you for being late. I was told the boy wants to taste my cum. Is that right, boy?"

Tom started to explain that he just wanted to lick his wife's pussy after she had sex with her lover but Dom stopped him. "That is a simple yes or no question. Do .. you .. want .. to taste my cum?"

Tom nodded his head and said softly, "Yes."

Dom looked Tom in the eye and said in an even voice, "Very well. Then, get on your knees and get busy."

At first, Tom was confused but then his eyes went wide in shock and fear. He looked at his wife whose eyes and mouth opened in delighted surprise. She hadn't been expecting this either. Then, Tom turned to Max standing next to him. Her face showed no surprise at all. She nodded her head toward her husband and said to Tom sternly, "You heard him. Get busy." She put her hand on his lower back and pushed him toward her husband. It reminded her of the first time her ex-husband had been put in exactly the same situation.

Dejectedly, Tom stepped in front of Dom and dropped to his knees. He looked back up at his wife and she was watching in fascination. Dom sat on the edge of the bed with legs spread as he leaned back with arms supporting his weight on the bed behind him. He waited impatiently for the submissive, kneeling man before him to begin the task. Tom took a deep breath and reached for the dominant man's large cock.

Angie's nipples were hard. She couldn't believe her husband was going to suck dick. It had always been one of her fantasies to see another guy sucking cock. Now that she was fucking Dom, it seemed right that her submissive husband would do this. She wondered how Dom could already be ready for more. It wasn't that long ago that she had sucked him herself when she woke up horny. Tom would surely be tasting her pussy on that thick, magnificent tool.

Dom felt it was important for Tom to do this in front of the women. He remembered when he made Max's husband do the same thing. Dom believed everyone involved in the cuckold relationship needed to see the cuckold in a different light and to understand that their roles were forever changed. The cuckold was no longer just a man sharing his wife. Now, he was an active participant in the service of the dominant. His sub_mission and acceptance of his subservient role could no longer be denied by any of them. Not that there was any doubt, with boy on his knees wearing women's lingerie, but they all needed to know there could only be one man here.

Max ran her fingers through Tom's hair and told him he was being a very good boy. "Make your master happy. Make him cum in your mouth to show how badly you want to please him ... to please both of us." Then, she turned her attention to Angie. She climbed on the bed with Angie and wrapped her hands around Angie's shoulders. "Does it excite you to watch him suck your lover's cock?"

"Yes," Angie hissed excitedly.

"It reminds me of when my first husband used to do that. I would get jealous when he got Dom's cock in his mouth instead of having it in mine." Max slid one hand down Angie's stomach until she found her pussy. She rubbed a finger on her clit, then slid her finger inside Angie's wet pussy. The pussy that had been so full of her husband's cock lately. The pussy that was taking such good care of her lovely Dom. Max kissed Angie's neck as she continued to slowly finger her.

Angie swallowed hard and licked her lips. She did want that magnificent cock in her mouth. In her pussy would be even better. Max breathed hot breath into her ear as they watched Tom suck cock together. Dom began fucking Tom's face. He held his head with both hands and thrust in and out of his mouth. Tom was trying his best to relax and make his mouth as accommodating as possible. He began massaging Dom's balls and was totally focused on making him cum as soon as possible. His jaws already ached from the width of Dom's cock. Max fingered Angie's pussy at the same pace as the face-fucking Angie's husband was getting right in front of her.

In a tight voice, Dom demanded, "Don't you dare remove your mouth. Swallow it!" Then, he arched his back and thrust into Tom's mouth as he shot the first burst of cum. Tom's head was stuck in Dom's vise-like grip and he tried to swallow but was overwhelmed by the subsequent bursts of salty cum filling his mouth. Tom was afraid it might come up through his nose until he could feel it oozing around the cock filling his face and out the sides of his mouth. When Dom finally withdrew his cock, Tom gasped for air as a large flow of the milky cum flowed down his face and chin.

Angie and Max were watching in fascination. The erotic scene triggered an orgasm for Angie as Max rubbed her clitoris furiously. Angie threw her head back on Max's shoulder and moaned. Hearing this, Tom looked at his wife and their eyes met. Angie tried catching her breath while laughing at the same time. Her husband's face was covered in cum. He was quite a sight.

Dom rubbed Tom's head like a puppy. "Good boy." Max joined her husband by sitting next to him on the side of the bed. She slid her arm around her husband's waist as they looked at their servant kneeling before them. Dom put his arm around his wife's shoulders and kissed her before saying, "I think you should lick my cum from your boy's face."

Max just sat there for a moment. If anything, she would have expected him to tell Angie to do that. She didn't say anything as she slid to her knees next to Tom and began licking the sticky, white ejaculate from his face. Every once in a while, they would lock tongues together in a passionate kiss. Once she was sure she got every drop, she looked up at her husband and he had a pleased look on his face. Then, she saw Angie put her arm around him from behind and pull him tightly against her. He leaned his head back onto Angie's shoulder with a content smile.

Max became aware of Tom sitting on the floor next to her in a daze. He looked overwhelmed by the experience. She pulled him into her arms. As she comforted him, she watched Angie and Dom kissing. The woman made her husband happy and that made her very happy. But, she also couldn't help feeling the same angst she was sure Tom must feel at times. Would he still desire her? Would he still want to take his pleasure in her mouth and ass now that he could get all of that and more from this younger woman?

Love the new chapters and am eagerly awaiting more.

I cannot wait for the next installments.

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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.

Herboy63
Thank you for sharing this story, it has had some twists that I didn't see coming, ie the spanking scene which I loved by the way! I'm not a big fan of ****** feminization, but it does make for some good reading. I have enjoyed rubbin my little Nubbin while reading your story! Thank you

Thanks all for the very kind words. And now, more for your reading pleasure

CHAPTER 12

Angie was teasing Tom. "You should have saw her face when you were blowing Dom. She looked like a proud mama watching her kid perform in the school play. She couldn't have been happier. She told me she used to like watching her husband do it." Angie took a sip of coffee and asked, "So, how did you enjoy giving your first blowjob?"

Tom's face was red in embarrassment. "I couldn't believe they made me do it."

"That's not what I asked. I asked how you enjoyed it."

Tom thought about it and said, "I knew you all wanted me to do it and I didn't want to let you down. Once I quit freaking out, I just focused on trying to make him cum."

"Well, you should probably get used to it. I have a feeling it won't be the last time."

Tom took a deep breath and asked, "Are you glad we're doing this? Should we maybe slow things down a bit?"

Angie gave her husband a serious look. "I've never ... ever ... had sex like I've been having with him. And it's not just his amazing cock. It's him. He makes me want to do whatever he wants."

Tom interjected, "What if he says he wants to fuck you in the ass."

Angie raised her eyebrows in recognition of the challenge but nodded her head and said, "Yes, I will even find a way to give him that if he wants it."

Tom couldn't believe his ears. She wouldn't let him put a finger up her ass and now she was willing to let Dom put his fat cock there. "Well, I'm just afraid things are going too fast and things between us could go bad," Tom said fearfully. "I mean, you've started wearing pajamas to bed. I hardly ever get to see you totally nude anymore. Even at Dom's house, you waited until I left the bedroom before you got out from under the covers."

Angie came around the table and sat on Tom's lap. She put one arm around his shoulders and stroked his face with the other hand. "Aww honey, it's just different now. We're both getting used to this new thing. After I started having sex with Dom, I felt weird being totally naked in front of you. Know what I mean?" Angie said sweetly. Tom did not know what she meant at all but just stared longingly into her eyes. "I showed you my smooth pussy after I shaved it, didn't I? And, I sat on your face just the other day so you could give me one of those amazing 'Good Morning' orgasms, remember? Sweetheart, let's just give it a try. If it's too much then we'll stop everything."

Tom had a sad look on his face, "I know what I said about you not having to have any more bad sex with me if you didn't want to .... But aren't you worried about not wanting, or not being allowed, to have sex with me ever again? And, what if Max and I get closer? Won't that bother you?" In his desperate, confused state, he appealed to her jealousy or whatever else he could muster to claw back some semblance of normalcy.

Angie kissed her husband on the lips. She contemplated her words before saying, "Let me be honest with you. I knew they were going to want to push this new relationship forward. And I had a pretty good idea what Dom might want. So, the last time I had sex with Dom, I told him I'd quit having sex with you if he wanted me to. And by the look on his face, I think he's going to want to. That's why I'm happy that you'll have Max. She and I will make sure you get the things you really need and that you get to do what you do best. Isn't it time to accept that making us happy won't have anything to do with your little wee wee? Wouldn't you feel a little selfish knowing your little prick was doing nothing for us? Or, were you lying to me when you apologized and told me you didn't want me to have sex with you if I didn't want to? Because sweetheart ... I don't want to."

Tom felt like he couldn't breathe. There it was. She said it outright. She didn't want to have sex with him anymore. Didn't even want him to see her naked. She told her lover she'd gladly cut him off if he wanted. Maybe his wife was just pushing his buttons like she always did. But, no, this time seemed different. She was actually 'happy' that he would have Max to serve. He gave his wife puppy dog eyes and asked, "Can we still have other fun until then?"

"What 'other' fun and until when?"

"You know .... Playing with my willy until Dom cuts me off."

Angie laughed and twisted both of his nipples through his shirt. "Of course! Stand up and jack off on my tits right now. Then, you can lick it off and imagine it is Dom's cum you are licking."

Angie hopped off Tom's lap and pulled her shirt over her head. Since she was braless, she shook her titties in his face. He was already hard and she knew it wouldn't take long for him to cum. She put her hands under each breast and held them out so he could kiss and suck her nipples. Then, she sat back down and let him stand right in front of her with his cock in his hand. She blew on the little head and got her lips within an inch before laughing and sitting back in the chair. She could see the desperation in his eyes.

As he was stroking himself and getting closer to cumming, she said, "You must really want to cum bad. Won't your girlfriend be really mad at you for doing this? I thought she 'owned' your orgasms now." Tom realized she was right, but it was too late. He was past the point of no return and groaned loudly as his first orgasm in a very long time burst forth from his long-neglected and very blue balls. He tried to cum on her tits but a stray burst hit her on the chin and neck as well. She gave him a stern look but he could tell she wasn't upset.

Tom licked his cum from her tits and neck and chin. He spent extra time on her nipples even though there wasn't anything left to lick up. Angie didn't mind and let him enjoy himself. She stroked his hair and closed her eyes as she enjoyed the sensations. Her mind drifted to Dom biting and pinching her breasts as she rode his cock with her legs wrapped around his waist. She knew she was driving him crazy as she squeezed his cock with her tight pussy muscles. Then, her daydream switched to her husband on his knees being face-fucked by her lover.

She opened her eyes and told Tom, "Okay, that's enough. I think you're supposed to be upstairs shaving the rest of that hair from your body. And, by the way, aren't you supposed to be dressed in girly clothes whenever you do this?"

Tom gave her a sheepish look. He was hoping that would only be something he had to do with Max and Dom. Angie said, "Well, I don't want you wearing my clothes anymore so we're going to need to take a shopping trip. I'll see when Max is available."

CHAPTER 13

Tom was sitting in the back seat of his wife's Mercedes. Angie and Max were sitting up front chatting like he wasn't even there. The three of them had been shopping for Tom's new 'girly clothes' and now they were on the way to meet Dom for lunch.

It had been a humiliating afternoon for Tom. They made sure there was no doubt in anyone's mind they were shopping for Tom. They'd hold up outfits in front of him and ask the salespeople if they had anything in his size. Other people shopping in the stores were watching the three of them and whispering to each other as they were entertained by his embarrassment.

Tom's attention returned to their conversation when he heard his wife say, "By the way, I heard the new rule about boy dressing properly when he is serving us. I assume that rule also applies when he's taking his own pleasure when he's with me, right?"

Max glanced into the backseat at Tom and replied, "Absolutely. So, when did he 'take his own pleasure'?" Max asked curiously.

"Just this morning," Angie answered cheerfully. Tom couldn't believe she was ratting him out like this. "He asked me to take my shirt off so he could whack off on my tits and then he licked it all off." She added in a conspiratorial voice, "I think he liked the taste of cum in his mouth and wanted more."

They both chuckled before Max turned in her seat to look at Tom and said in an ominous tone, "Well, it sounds to me like somebody needs a serious attitude adjustment in addition to punishment for breaking our brand new rule."

Tom wanted to object! He never said he wanted to whack off on Angie's tits. That was her idea. Before he could say anything, Angie asked Max in a semi-serious tone, "So, should I just send him over to you to be punished from now on? He is constantly aggravating me and doing things that drive me crazy. I really should be more stern with him but you do it so much better than me." Angie glanced in the rearview mirror with a big smile on her face. Tom was not smiling.

Max said, "He won't be the first man I've had to get in line. You can be sure that I will make him a model husband. I'll be happy to take care of his punishments for you, my dear." Max turned to Tom again and gave him a withering look.


Dom showed up at the restaurant shortly after Tom and the ladies got there. They already had a booth in the corner of the restaurant. Dom gave Angie a kiss on the lips and then he sat next to his wife in the booth and kissed her on the lips as well. He had just finished working out at the gym and was feeling refreshed and invigorated. It was evident he was in a good mood and glad to see all of them.

"So, how was the shopping trip today? Did you find some new clothes for our boy and maybe some new toys for all of us to play with?" Dom grinned at the thought of new toys. He and Max had talked about getting some restraints and other adult toys to spice things up for everyone. In their basement, they had an entertainment room with a leather couch and chairs, a large screen television and a bar. At first glance, it appeared to be a movie watching room and lounge. However, there was also a leather massage table against one wall. Not as obvious, was the fact that it could be broken down into a spanking bench. There were various hooks in the ceiling with plants hanging from them and more hooks discretely located in the floor and walls. There was a coffee table in front of the couch with a Turkish rug covering it. It appeared to be a perfect foot rest for watching a movie on the big screen. However, if the rug was removed, you could see that the coffee table also served another purpose. The marble top opened on hinges and there were bars around the table that turned it into a cage. Dom and Max had hardly used the room the past couple of years and both agreed it was past time to put the room back into use.

Max spoke up, "We did get him some really nice new things. Now that he's all shaved, they should look really nice on him. Unfortunately, we didn't make it to the toy store yet. It seems I need to order some other items for our bad boy, so maybe you can help me pick out a few other things you want."

Dom raised his eyebrows and looked at Tom. "Did somebody misbehave today?"

Right then, the waitress appeared at the table to take everyone's order. Tom was sure she must have heard Dom ask that question but she didn't say anything. Once they all ordered lunch, Dom looked at Max and said, "So, what has our boy done that calls for new gifts from his mistress?"

"He seems to have already forgotten that he asked me to control his orgasms. I guess he was feeling frisky this morning and told his wife to let him cum on her tits so he could lick it off. So, I'm going to help him get some control." She looked at Tom and added, "If that doesn't work, then he can always get pierced like me."

Tom turned white. Was she serious? Dom saw the fear in his eyes and decided it was time to get all of their attention. "I don't think he is the only one here that needs a wake-up call." Dom turned his attention to Angie. "Have you told him that your pussy belongs to me yet? Perhaps you weren't serious when you told me your body was mine. Is it only mine when you come over to play?" Dom could see Angie looking for words to explain herself. He stopped her and said, "Tell him what you told me."

Angie's hand was already on her husband's thigh as he sat next to her. She turned toward him and squeezed his thigh with an apologetic look in her eyes. "Sweetie, as I mentioned before," she glanced at Dom to be sure he knew this wasn't the first time Tom heard this from her. Then, looking Tom in the eyes she said, "I told Dom my body was his and, if he wanted me to quit having sex with you, then I would. My girlfriends wear panties and bras and suck cock ... not my lovers. You told me you didn't want me to have any more bad sex and I'm taking you up on that offer. So, this body is off limits to you now unless you get his permission first." She looked across the table to see if Dom was satisfied and he nodded his head, satisfied.

Then, Dom turned to his wife sitting next to him in the booth. He took her chin in his hand, "And you, my love. The woman that is supposed to be the glue that holds all of this together. Clearly, our boy lacks discipline and appreciation for your considerable talents as a disciplinarian. Perhaps, it is because I've been neglecting you for too long. When was the last time we visited the playroom? Maybe a visit downstairs will remind you of how I expect you to behave as well." He kissed her on the lips and released her chin. She slid her hand on his thigh and rubbed his cock through his pants with her fingers. A visit to the playroom sounded good to her.

When the waitress returned to the table, everyone ordered a stiff dr_ink. Tom couldn't tell if he was feeling anxiety or arousal as he considered what the women on either side of him were planning. Was he ever going to have a normal sex life again? Did he care?

It just gets fiercer and fiercer. Tom is in for a difficult ride, I fear. Well done, hb.

My two-word review:

Fuckin' A !!!

Wow! Can't wait for next chapters to see where this is headed!

Excellent writing thank you for updating the story.

CHAPTER 14

That luncheon resulted in several conversations later that afternoon.

Tom rode home with Angie in her Mercedes. Shortly after they left the restaurant, Tom said incredulously, "I can't believe what you said to Max."

Angie looked at him amused and said, "What I told Max was the thing you found most surprising about the day?"

Tom shook his head in frustration and said, "Well, I can't believe Dom made you say that to me right in the middle of the restaurant .... but, now Max is really mad at me. Did you see her face when you said I 'told you' to take off your shirt so I could whack off on your tits? And then, when Dom yelled at her for not controlling my orgasms?"

Angie started laughing hysterically, "Can you even hear yourself right now? There were so many fucked up things in what you just said." She continued to laugh as she caught her breath, saying, "You're not upset I told you my pussy belongs to another man. You're upset that the man who ordered me to tell you it belonged to him ..." she let that nuance linger for a moment, "did it in a restaurant where other people might hear. People hearing is what bothered you about that." Angie continued to shake her head in disbelief as she continued, "But, what really, really bothers you is that your girlfriend is mad because your wife told her you whacked off on her tits this morning. And then, your girlfriend got madder at you because her husband was mad that she wasn't doing a better job controlling you!"

Angie once again started laughing uncontrollably again. "Ohmigod, we're living in an alternate reality dream world!"

Tom thought about what she said and his face turned into a grin as he joined her in laughter. He shook his head, saying, "Wow, you're right! Most people our age are arguing over whose turn it is to take the kids to soccer practice or 'why don't you tell me I'm pretty anymore?' Things really are kind of crazy right now."

They rode quietly for a minute and then Tom asked, "What do you think Max is planning to do?"

"It sounds to me like your little spurt this morning might have been your last one for a while. I hope you enjoyed it." She looked at her husband staring out the window in the passenger seat. "I was serious when I said we could stop whenever you want. We can go back to our boring suburban sex life where you get a pity fuck every now and then and I'll have an occasional, discrete affair when I can't take it anymore. But, I think you are on the verge of realizing fantasies you didn't even dream of before. All those submissive things you ever imagined happening to you and more. You heard Dom. Your girlfriend has 'considerable talents' as a dominatrix. I always tried to do that for you but I was never very good at it." Tom looked at his wife. He was starting to get an erection. Angie implored, "We're both going to get what we want honey. It's going to be so exciting."


In Dom's Land Rover, he and Max were having a conversation of their own.

"So, my pet, you seemed excited when I suggested we visit the playroom," Dom intoned. Max said nothing, but she shot him a furtive glance and her face showed her eager anticipation. "We'll wait until after you deal with the boy. It will give you something to look forward to while you train him properly."

Max was thinking about the times she spent training her first husband. Like Tom, he was so eager, at first. No matter how severe she was with him, he always seemed ready for more. She wouldn't make the same mistakes this time. She wouldn't let her own descent into sub_mission cloud her mind. She would make sure he stayed hungry for more. She wouldn't neglect this one.

"I'll need your princess' help with him," Max said.

Dom laughed at her use of 'your princess'. His wife's jealousy of the younger woman was charming. "In what way?" he asked.

"He will need to stay constantly aroused and sexually frustrated. Tell her to avoid letting him see her naked but to wear suggestive clothing to tease him. Let him feel her boobs under her shirt but nothing else. He's obsessed with tits. She should use them to tease him constantly. He should be rewarded by letting him use his tongue on her often."

Dom nodded as he considered her plan. "And what about your pussy? Should he be rewarded by using his tongue on you as well?"

Max gave her husband a questioning look, "Is that what you want?"

He grinned, "Absolutely. And no more edging all the time the way you like to do. I want to hear those lovely sounds you make when you cum. As a matter of fact, when we get home, I want you to find that remote-control vibrating egg and wear it the rest of the day. We're going to have some fun. It's time for the two of us to get out of our own rut."

Max shivered. Dom hadn't teased her with the remote-control egg in a long time. He used to threaten her with a spanking if she came while it was in her pussy. It was one of the tools that taught her the joys of denial. A joy she intended to share with her new boy.

CHAPTER 15

Angie received a text summoning her to Dom's house to enjoy a glass of wine. That was becoming his way of letting her know he wanted to play with his hot, young, redhead neighbor. They would enjoy a glass of wine and some good conversation and then, eventually, he would let her know what he wanted. Whatever it was, she eagerly complied. Depending on his mood. she may or may not get to have sex herself. Sometimes, he would enjoy a nice blowjob and send her back home, horny and eager to come back for more next time.

On that night, their conversation centered around how he wanted her to start teasing her husband. "He's your husband and I want him to know that you still have a place for him in your sex life. Certainly, a different place than before, but make sure he knows you love him and want him to be happy. Our goal will be to make this the most sexually exciting time of his life. We want him to lust for you like a virgin waiting for his wedding night." Angie liked the sound of this! Although she didn't mind withholding her pussy from her husband's tiny dick, she still wanted him to continue looking at her like he had for all these years.

Angie was sitting on the leather couch with her legs curled up under her while sipping on the glass of fine wine. She was leaning against Dom with his big arm around her shoulders as he spoke in his deep voice. "Tell him he's not allowed to see you naked anymore. But, because I'm a generous man, if he's been a very good boy, then he can put his hands under your shirt and play with your tits. Keep wearing your nightclothes to bed, but make sure he can feel your body pressing against him at night. Let him know that your hot body is always right there with him. So close, but so far away at the same time." Angie was tracing her fingers on the inside of Dom's thigh. He was wearing nothing but a silk kimono. Max gave them their privacy and did not bother them during "glass of wine" nights. However, Angie wouldn't care if she watched them. She was beginning to enjoy fucking her husband in front of her.

Dom asked her about the shopping trip and what she thought about him wearing women's clothes. She laughed and said, "Max and I had a great time. The poor thing was so embarrassed I thought he might piss himself. In general, I think he looks ridiculous. He does not make a good-looking woman," she laughed. "But, the clothes definitely seemed appropriate when he was sucking your cock. He's becoming so submissive that the clothes will probably keep him feeling that way. To be honest, I'm really starting to enjoy having a submissive little bitch taking care of me. I could get used to this!" Angie let her fingers brush against the head of Dom's cock resting on his thigh.

Dom brushed her red locks from her face and nibbled on her neck. She smelled of flowers with hints of spice. He knew she would smell the same if he put his head between her thighs. She applied her scents strategically and he found it enticing. "Max is going to send him a note. She wants him to model his new lingerie in front of the window for us this week. You can help him pose and make sure you tease him so he is very excited before he goes to bed each night. You can touch him, but he can't touch you without my permission. Max wants him as horny as possible when she has him over later this week."

Angie raised her head and looked at him curiously, but he was done talking about her husband. Instead, he told her it was time for her to stop teasing and to get busy. He opened his robe and Angie could see her finger massage was getting the desired result. She pulled his robe all the way open and sucked on his nipples before working her way down his body to the object of her affection. Fortunately for her, she would get to straddle his lap and ride his erection to a mutual orgasm this night.


Angie found the note pinned to their front door the next day. The envelope was addressed to 'boy'. She made Tom read it out loud as soon as he got home from work. It said he would be punished this week for his transgressions. The first part of his punishment would be Tease & Denial. Each night at 10 PM for the next three nights, he would model one of his new outfits in the bedroom window. His wife would tease him for five minutes and then he would stand in the corner for five minutes before going to bed. Obviously, he was forbidden to orgasm and any unauthorized touching would be dealt with harshly. On the fourth night, he was to report promptly at seven wearing the outfit specified for his Punishment Night. He would be receiving new gifts that would be presented to him that evening. Angie found the whole thing very exciting. Tom wondered what he was getting into but had to admit he was excited himself.

Each night, Tom had put on a different outfit and stood embarrassed in front of the window as he looked across the yard at Max and Dom watching him from their window. Angie stood behind him whispering sweet nothings in his ear as she ran her hands over the satin and silk. She pinched his nipples and massaged his erection through the panties or teddies he was wearing. Dom was doing the same thing to his own wife as they watched. He would pull a breast out of her shirt and pinch her nipple or put his hand under her robe and rub his finger over the piercing in her pussy. Watching them made Tom even hornier and by the time the show was over he was trembling with desire. His wife would kiss him passionately on the lips before sending him to serve his corner time. Then, when he got in bed, she would press her breasts against his back as they lie down in their bed for the night. Falling asleep was not easy.

Thanks for publishing these two goodies so quickly. Great stuff!

Herboy63

Another great update to this story! As said before I'm not really into feminization but you have a talent in using this fetish to complement your great story! I guess now in my perverted mind I'll be rooting for total castration for Tom to complete his transformation!

CHAPTER 16

Tom was alone, kneeling on the carpet, in the windowless, candlelit room. There were only a handful of candles so it was hard to see everything in the room. Max had directed him to kneel in the center of the room behind a white leather couch and chairs. Over the top of the couch, he could see a bar in the far corner of the room. There was also a very large TV on the wall in front of the couch. Not far from where he was kneeling were two floor-to-ceiling columns that separated the room with sheer curtains hanging from a rod that extended from the columns to the walls. It looked like a table was in the area on the other side of the columns and a treadmill. The only sound he could hear was the hum of the furnace somewhere else in the basement.

Tom focused on slowing his breathing as he inhaled the exotic smell of the incense that filled the air. These past few nights of teasing had created more of a sexual frenzy than he could ever remember feeling. However, his real anxiety was from the anticipation of this night – Punishment Night. He knew Max made him wait four days so he would have to experience the dread and excitement of anticipation. Now, she left him kneeling on the carpet for what seemed a very long time. More time to anticipate, to dread, to wonder what was next. Since opening the front door, she barely said a word to him. She was wearing a white silk robe and told him to follow her to the basement. He didn't even know they had a basement. And then she told him to kneel before going back up the stairs.

Max had opened the front door of her house at exactly seven o'clock. He had been standing there waiting for almost five minutes but dared not knock on the door again. The note had been very clear that he was to be waiting on her doorstep promptly at 7:00 PM. When she didn't answer the door on his first knock, he understood that 'promptly' meant not a minute later and, apparently, not a minute before. Even though it was dark outside, waiting on her doorstep had been tor_ture. The note had directed him to be wearing black heels, black fishnet stockings, black lace panties, a black lace corset and a black leather collar. If he wanted to wear a robe or coat over his clothes that was up to him. Of course, the coat didn't cover the high heels and stockings so anyone passing by (or looking out their windows) could see he was wearing them.

He remembered when they found the corset at the lingerie shop. When the salesclerk saw Max and his wife holding it up to him, she said, "You know, they make those for men now." Max assured her that Tom would prefer something more feminine. The lady gave a knowing smile and enjoyed helping them pick out the rest of the outfit. Tom assumed the clerk waited on crossdressers before because she immediately knew how to find the right sizes for him and the other items that completed the outfit. His desire to explain that he wasn't a crossdresser was outweighed by his desperate need to get out of there as quickly as possible.

Angie had helped him get ready for his 'appointment'. She enjoyed buttoning up his corset and buckling the collar around his neck. She had grabbed the ring attached to the front of the collar and pulled him to her right before he left. "God, I'm so horny I'd let you eat my pussy right now if you were allowed." She told him to reach under her shirt and feel how hard her nipples were. He could see her hard pleasure nubs sticking through her t-shirt. Usually, he would have played with her tits as long as she would let him, but tonight he was too nervous. He gave her nipples an obligatory rub before saying he needed to leave. To leave for whatever it was that was about to happen in this eerily quiet basement.

Finally, he heard footsteps on the stairs. He looked through the dimly lit room toward the bottom of the stairs. Max walked in wearing all black leather. She wore a one-piece bodysuit with a zipper that went from her neck to her ass, knee-high boots and gloves. Her hair was spiked up with some kind of hair product and her makeup was very severe. She looked every bit the dominatrix he had envisioned in his fantasies. He couldn't decide if he was terrified or just terribly excited.

Then, a moment later, Dom walked into the room behind her. He appeared to be barefoot, wearing jeans and a black t-shirt. He didn't say anything as he walked over to the bar and poured himself a scotch. He flicked a switch and soft, ethereal music started playing through unseen speakers in the room. Tom thought it sounded like Enya. Then, Dom turned one of the big leather chairs so it was facing the center of the room and sat down to watch the man on his knees.

"Look at me!" Tom immediately turned his head to look at Max who was standing across the room and slightly behind him. He shuffled on his knees to face her. Her hands were on her hips as she stared at him in the flickering candlelight. "Crawl to me," she demanded.

Tom got on all fours and crawled across the room until he was right in front of her. He could feel the corset squeezing his torso and crotch. It was a bit uncomfortable. Especially the tight fit that squeezed his cock and balls. He could see her boots better. The heels must have been two inches high. "Put your face on the floor, slave."

Tom was surprised. He'd never been called 'Slave' before. If he wasn't so nervous he'd find her tone and demeanor amusing. He did as commanded. His face was on the carpet and his ass was in the air as she stood imperiously over him.

"Tonight is your first Punishment Night but it won't be your last. On Punishment Night, you will present yourself to me just like this. The same outfit, the same presentation position, understand?"

"Yes mistress," Tom replied. He could feel his heart rate speeding up. Any amusement he might have felt was rapidly disappearing.

"I want you to see this so raise your head," Max demanded. Tom raised his head to see she was holding a chrome butt plug with a pink jewel embedded in the bottom of the plug. "On Punishment Nights, you will stay in position until the plug is inserted to let you know that the evening has begun. Understand?"
The distress in Tom's eyes flickered in the candlelight. Max's expression showed that she enjoyed the emotions her submissive was feeling. She had seen that distress before. She had felt that distress before. "Face down," Max ordered.

Tom complied and put his forehead back against the carpet. He didn't have to wait long until Max pulled his panties down to his knees. Next, he felt the cold lubricant trickle onto his upturned, exposed asshole. Max's finger pushed the lubricant into his ass before she inserted the tip of the lubricated plug. The cold steel and anticipation of what was going to happen caused Tom to shiver. Max slowly pushed the shiny chrome plug in and out. Each push taking it a little further into his ass. He was moaning in fear as he felt his sphincter being stretched. She was slow but methodical as she unrelentingly worked it deeper. He raised his head to plead with her to stop when she pushed it all the way in. Tom shouted in pain and surprise. Suddenly, the urgent pain he was experiencing dissipated into a full, stuffed feeling. It was a bit uncomfortable but not too awful. He gasped and put his face back down on the carpet. Max was very pleased with him so far.

Tom could hear her walk away as he stayed in position. There was a sound of something rolling toward him. He could hear her next to him and from the corner of his eye he saw her boot. She stepped on a wheel lock to prevent it from rolling. He heard five more clicks and then the sound of some adjustments being made. "Get up," Max commanded.

Tom rose from his prone position and stood wobbly on the heels. He involun_tarily flexed the muscles in his ass to try and accommodate the unwelcome invader. He could see Max had setup a portable massage table with some interesting modifications. The table could be reconfigured into a bench. On the top end of the table, there was a face rest where a person could get a facedown massage. However, the table was separated into two halves with legs in the middle of the table so the bottom half of the table could be lowered and set at stops along the table legs to whatever height was desired. A person would kneel on the lowered portion and lie facedown across the top half with their face placed on the face rest. There were also eyebolts strategically located on the table with restraints already attached.

Tom looked nervously at Max. She looked amazing. She was confident and commanding as she watched him checking out the spanking bench. She walked back into the curtained room where the table had originally been and came back with a black leather paddle in one hand and a cane in the other. She told Tom to remove the panties from around his ankles.

She placed the spanking items on the table and approached her anxious submissive. She put one hand behind his head and ran the other hand over his bare shoulder. She gazed intently into his eyes. "I'm going to spank you. It won't be like any spanking you've had before so I will restrain you to the bench. You can cry if you like but if you get too loud I will gag you." She let her hand slide from his shoulder and down his side over the corset. When he felt her hand glide over the bare skin of his hip, he let out a small gasp. She smiled and said, "You want to suffer for me. Don't you?" Tom nodded his head. She let her hand move from his hip to grasp his semi-hard penis. She squeezed the shaft in her grip and he took an inhale of breath. She stroked him roughly a few times and then grabbed him by the balls. She put her lips on his neck as she increased the pressure on his balls. She kissed his face and then his lips. With smoldering eyes, she said, "We'll take care of this little thing later. It's time for you to bend over the bench."

Max positioned Tom on his knees on the lower half of the table and fastened the fur-lined cuffs around his ankles so he was kneeling with his legs spread. Then, she told him to bend over the upper half and she reached for a snap hook that was dangling from an eyebolt at the bottom of the face rest. As Tom looked at the floor through the opening of the face rest, she grabbed the metal ring attached to Tom's leather collar and clicked the other end of the double snap hook to the ring. Tom realized he would not be able to get up from the bent over position until she unbuckled his collar. She grabbed each of his wrists and fastened them to the fur-lined cuffs attached to the table legs. Tom was bent over, restrained and totally at her mercy as he stared at the carpet below the face rest. He could feel the perspiration emanating from his body as the anticipation of the spanking grew. He remembered Dom was in the room watching when he heard an ice cube clink in a glass.

Tom felt Max's gloved hand rubbing his ass cheeks. She grabbed the end of the butt plug and turned and pulled it a few times before bringing her hand down in a firm slap on his ass. He took a deep inhale and closed his eyes as he prepared for the spanking of his life.

Max looked at Dom in the big leather chair. He had one leg crossed over the other as he watched comfortably with his glass of scotch. He enjoyed watching her work. When she did this with her first husband, Dom said she never looked more alive and aroused. He loved watching her aroused and they usually had amazing sex afterward. She wondered if he would want to take her later tonight. Right now, she didn't care. She only wanted to totally control this man bent over in front of her. To leave him totally submissive and worshipping at her feet before the night was over.

She spanked him with her hand until she thought he was warmed up and ready for more. Then, she retrieved the leather paddle and ran it over his ass so he knew it was coming next. "This might hurt a bit," she said softly. The first strike of the paddle was loud and Tom yelped. She didn't wait for him to prepare before launching into a steady rhythm with the paddle on his ass. Tom tried not to cry out too loud but the unrelenting pace of the spanking was preventing him from catching his breath and he was feeling desperate in his restraints.

Max stopped suddenly and knelt behind him on the bench Tom was kneeling on with his legs spread. She pushed her hips against the plug in his ass like she was fucking him doggystyle and Tom could feel the plug pressing into him with each of her thrust. "If I told you I would fuck you in the ass to make the spanking stop, would you tell me to do it?" she asked acidly.

"Yes," Tom hissed desperately.

Max laughed and hopped off the bench. "I'm not done with you yet, my little bitch." She grabbed the leather paddle from the floor and began spanking him again. Eventually, she stopped and Tom was doing his best to stifle his cries but couldn't contain himself any longer. He felt like he might begin sobbing at any moment. Max ran her gloved fingers through his hair and put her lips next to his ear. "You're doing so good my boy. So very good. Only a bit more to go. Then, you will get your reward for being such a good boy."

Max retrieved the cane and tapped it across his asscheeks. "These strokes will remind you that you must always be obedient to me. I think six will be enough for this first time but you can be sure there will be more in the future. Count each stroke for me." She raised the cane and with a snap of her wrist she slashed it across both cheeks. Tom yelled out in pain and then said in a shaky voice, "One." She continued to apply the cane and he counted each one with tears welling up in his eyes. When he finally cho_ked out, "Six" Max dropped the cane and he felt her unbuckling the restraints from his ankles and wrists.

Once she unbuckled the clasp from his collar, Max could see the tears in Tom's eyes as he raised himself to a kneeling position. She could feel her own tears of passion starting to well up inside her. She told him to sit on the bench he was kneeling on. As he sat down, Tom could feel the plug push into him. Max stood in front of him and grabbed the zipper of the bodysuit and slowly pulled it down until it was at her waist. She straddled Tom, her knees on the bench facing him, and pulled the bodysuit open so her breasts were in his face. "Is this what you want, boy?" She pulled his lips to her hard nipple and Tom tentatively wrapped his lips around it. He was still catching his breath and stifling the emotions that were on the verge of bursting forth. "Ssshhh," Max whispered. "That's a good boy. Make momma happy." She pressed his face more firmly against her breast and he responded. His raw emotions turned into a desperate hunger for her tits. He began sucking on both of her nipples frantically as she continued to coo in his ear, telling him how good he was making her feel. She raised up on her knees while carefully pulling the zipper down between her legs and told him to put his finger in her to see how good he was doing. He slid his finger into her very wet pussy while continuing to suck her nipples. He wanted to push his finger further into her but the rings prevented her pussy from spreading any further open.

Max whispered in Tom's ear and told him to remove his finger from her pussy. She repositioned herself so her clit was pressed against his very hard penis. Tom could feel the steel of her piercing against the bare skin of his erection. She thrust her hips slowly up and down so her clit and pussy were gliding along his shaft. She arched her back and moaned in pleasure to let him know how good it felt. Tom gasped in pleasure as Max held onto him with both hands wrapped behind his neck as she simulated fucking him. It was too much for Tom and he groaned as his penis erupted and spurted ropes of cum all over his stomach.

Max had a sympathetic look on her face as she said, "Aww, poor boy. So quick? You must have really needed that, didn't you?" She pulled his face back to her breasts and squeezed him tight against her as she continued to grind her pussy against his penis. After he finished cumming and caught his breath, Max got up from his lap and sat on the upper table to let Tom lick his cum from her clit, bare mound and stomach. He had expelled a copious amount of pent-up frustration and his face was covered in his own cum by the time he got all of it. Max had almost cum twice while he was licking her clit but for_ced herself not to succumb to the pleasure.

Max told him there was only one more thing they needed to take care of. She retrieved something from the curtained room that Tom couldn't see until she was holding it right in front of him. It was a little plastic cage that he immediately recognized as a chastity device. She wasted no time putting it on him. He loved the feel of her hand on his cock and balls as she assembled the device. He was too overwhelmed by the events of the evening to even process the fact that his penis was being imprisoned. Once she snapped the little padlock in place, she held the keys in one hand as she stroked his face.

"An author once said, 'Chastity is not an attribute of body, but soul.' Another said, 'Chastity is the most unnatural of the sexual perversions.' I think you will find both of these to be absolutely true during the next weeks and months. I remember when Dom first made me hold off from cumming until he gave the command. I'm sure he is doing the same with your wife now. The urge would build up and the desire for release would make me desperate and when he finally gave me permission it would be more intense and wonderful than if I had just came when I first had the urge. Then, he started making me wait for days and then it was weeks. The big surprise to both of us was that I started feeling disappointed when he would finally allow me to orgasm. I had held off for all of that time and now it was over and we had to start all over again." Max ran her fingers through his hair as he sat there mesmerized by her voice. "You may not have the same experience but I can assure you it will be intense. It will be difficult at first, but it will become easier over time. Your little mess tonight will be your last for this month. If you are a very good boy, then your release will be very pleasurable. So, my love, make sure you are a very good boy."

Max kissed him on the lips as she held his head with her hand. When she released him, she handed him the keys to the lock and told him, "Give these to your master on your way out. It's time for you to go home and tell your wife all about your evening. Then, you can see what it's like to give her an orgasm while you remain chaste and locked up."

On wobbly legs, Tom pulled up his panties over the chastity device and put on the long coat he wore over his outfit. He walked over to Dom who was still sitting silently in his big leather chair. Dom sat there with the empty tumbler in his hand and looked at the man standing before him. It had been quite a show he witnessed and he couldn't wait to feel Max's lips on his erection. Tom held out the keys to Dom, not knowing what to say. Dom handed him the empty glass and took the keys. "You can wash this on your way out, boy. Now it's time for me and your mistress to enjoy the playroom."

CHAPTER 17

"Show me your ass today," Angie said laughingly.

Tom frowned in a playful way and pulled his pants down to show his wife his butt. The welts from the night before were still visible but the bright red was changing to a mottled color with red, purple and brown. "She really spanked you good. I knew I was being too easy on you. And you used to act like I was killing you, you big baby." Angie ran a finger over the welts. "Now show me your new toy again," she said cheerfully.

Tom's frown wasn't quite as playful when he turned around so she could check out his chastity cage. His wife had already seen it the previous night when he got home from Max's playroom. Angie made him tell her every detail about his evening and wouldn't let him change out of his girlie clothes until he was done. By done, she meant after he brought her to orgasm with his tongue. "I've got to say, I kind of like this new arrangement. I don't have to feel bad about not playing with your little weenie anymore. It's all locked up in there so I couldn't play with it if I wanted to," she teased him. "I especially like the idea of you spending lots of time with your head between my thighs. For some reason, I want it even more now that you're locked up. Probably because I know I can't, and don't have to, reciprocate. Weird, huh?"

Tom understood the point she was making. Strangely, in his current subspace, he found it erotic knowing his only pleasure would come from pleasing her orally. Even though she knew he didn't expect her to reciprocate, there was always the feeling that a good wife should take care of her man. Now, they both would know that orgasms would only be for her. How funny, he mused, that the best way to take care of some husbands was to lock them up. Tom decided to change the subject slightly, "There was something Max said that got me wondering. She said Dom got her started on chastity by only letting her cum when he gave permission. She said he was probably already doing that with you. Is he?"

Angie gave him an evasive look, saying, "Not that it's any of your business what we do, but ... yes ... sometimes, he does make me ask permission to orgasm. And he doesn't always say 'Yes.' So, I know what it feels like to be denied by him. But, I can tell you one thing for sure. This pussy won't be getting locked up like hers. I think he knows the best way to my heart is through his cock in my pussy."

Angie's phone chimed and her eyes lit up into a smile. "Speak of the devil. Dom is coming over in a little while. Don't you have some yardwork you needed to do today? I think it's time the new man of the house helped me to christen our bedroom. Don't you?" She jumped up to straighten up the bedroom in anticipation of his arrival.

"New man of the house?"

Angie looked at her husband with disdain, "Oh please! I'm more the man of this house than you are now." Tom nodded his reluctant acknowledgement that she was probably correct. "Dom said he was ready to make our bedroom his own. But, don't worry, he says you can still sle_ep here. At least for the time being. He knows I don't like to sle_ep alone," Angie added with a tap of her fingertip on her husband's nose.

Tom finished his coffee in the kitchen while thinking about Dom fucking Angie in their bed. He could feel the cage squeezing his growing penis so he started thinking about yardwork or anything other than what was getting ready to happen in his bedroom.


Dom and Max were just finishing breakfast on the patio. Dom was reading the newspaper while drin_king coffee and Max was clearing the breakfast dishes. She was still buzzing on an adrenaline high from the night before. After Tom left the playroom, she could see that her husband was horny. They hadn't played with the playroom toys in a long time, and he wanted a chance to play with them too. After making her strip naked, he told her to lie face up on the massage table/spanking bench as he went to retrieve some of the other toys in their toybox. He brought back some nipple clamps and a flogger. Dom was a master with the flogger. The flogger had a wooden handle attached to strips of soft leather and when he used it on her she was in heaven. He had used it on her tits and pussy before making her turn over so he could flog her back and ass. He fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit until she was on the verge of an orgasm. When she felt the head of his hard cock rubbing on her clit, she thought he was going to fuck her in the ass, but he stopped and told her to get on her knees and suck him. She eagerly took him in her mouth and was rewarded a short time later with his salty appreciation.

"Tonight we'll pick up where we left off last night," Dom said as he lowered the newspaper.

Max's hands were full of dishes as she looked across the table at her husband. "Oh? You must have enjoyed getting the toys out again," she smiled.

"Yes, I enjoyed that very much. I forgot how much fun we used to have down there. However, tonight I intend to hear you moaning in orgasm ... and I intend to fuck your ass. We haven't done that in a while either. It's well past time."

Max felt a tingle between her legs. Although her husband had taken her ass many times, it still never ceased to amaze her how much his fat cock would stretch her ass. She knew he would turn her ass a bright red before making her beg him to fuck her ass. It was a scene they'd played out before, but it never ceased to bring out her most submissive nature. Just thinking about it caused the pull of sub_mission to creep into her brain. She also knew he liked a bit of challenge to light his fire. "I assumed when you didn't do it last night you'd lost your taste for taming a wild stallion and were settling for the comforts of a breeding mare instead."

Dom shot his wife an admonishing glare and said with menace, "Be careful woman or you could find yourself in the cage this evening." He snapped the newspaper open and without looking at her he seethed, "We'll see if you sound more like a stallion or a squealing pig when I take your ass." Despite his stern tone, he was amused by his wife. He liked her feistiness and her conflicted feelings toward Angie suited him just fine. Cuckolds of either sex were fascinating creatures.

Now he was horny and texted Angie to let her know he was coming over.

Techcuck
I'm not really into the sissy thing myself but I can speak from experience that being made to wear panties under your clothes can transport and keep a cuckold feeling submissive throughout the day. For_ced feminization is just another tool in the female-led relationship toolbox!

Herboy63

I agree with you

As a Cuckold one of the most embarrassing thing happened to me was. I was in Fort Knox Kentucky right after 9/11 in fact February 2002, I had to go to Fort Benning GA. My long term girlfriend at the time insisted I wear a cock cage the 4 days I was to be gone ( I'm not into cock cages either, just wasn't practical for me and my job) she fitted the little metal cage on me and had me wear a pair of her red thong panties very skimpy! This was my first post 9/11 air travel so didn't know what to expect. I was told by her to go to a specific TSA check point gate. Of course my cock cage set off the metal detector and since it was still so close to 9/11 I had to taken into a small room and stripped searched. There were two females and one male. I was totally embarrassed when they saw my red little thong panties and my very small cock cage. Comments such as he is a wimp, pathetic excuse for a man, totally useless to women, we're made by all three TSA agents. What i didn't know at the time was my girlfriend wrote on my ass while I was ******** the word Cuckold the Agents really got a kick out of that.

yes, that's true. same here. but as a part of this story it is damn hot
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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.

Techcuck

eltipo4u
Glad you're liking it. It was fun to write.

CHAPTER 18

Tom saw Dom walking across the yard and waved to him. He immediately felt foolish waving to the man that is coming to your house to fuck your wife while you are told to stay outside until he is done. Tom glanced over at the windows of the house next door and wondered if Max was watching her husband as well. He was surprised when he saw Max walk out the back of their house and make her way to the golden willow bush. She didn't seem to notice him as she cut a handful of willow branches and took them back to her house.

Angie was waiting just inside the front door wearing a long white satin robe over a matching white negligee that she didn't intend to be wearing very long. She barely had enough time to put on makeup and get herself ready. She was surprised how excited she was to finally have sex with Dom in her marital bed. They'd had sex in his bed and in front of his fireplace and on his couch and with her bent over the kitchen island at his house. She'd lost count how many times they'd had sex in the past couple of months. Until today, their affair was confined to the walls of his home. Now, her own sanctuary would be part of their debauchery.

Dom entered the house without knocking and was pleased to see his redhead lover waiting eagerly for his arrival. She looked ravishing as she put her arms out for him and the robe opened to reveal the lingerie underneath. He grinned lecherously and took her into his big arms as he kissed her greedily on the lips. He cupped a hand on her ass and pulled her hips tightly against his own. She responded by immediately grinding herself against him.

Dom broke the kiss and looked her in the eyes with a deep, penetrating gaze. "I want you to do something and if you don't want to do it then I'll understand, but I really want you to consider it."

Angie was surprised by the earnest tone of his voice and said seductively, "Baby, you know I'll do anything for you."

Dom maintained his sensuous look saying, "I want you to stop taking your birth control pills ... today. I want to fuck your fertile, unprotected womb. None of us has any chil_dren and you may never get pregnant, but you just might. What do you think about making a baby together?"

Angie felt like her legs might collapse under her. She was stunned by his request. She and Tom hadn't discussed having a baby in quite a while since she warned him to quit bringing it up. She knew they were running out of time but she didn't think she was ready yet. And now ... her lover wanted to have a baby with her! To say the idea shocked her was an understatement. Yet ... she also couldn't deny that the idea was incredibly exciting. She always assumed she would eventually agree to doing it with Tom. But, having Dom's baby seemed even more appealing for some reason. It could have something to do with the look in his eyes, or the pheromones, or whatever - but she realized that she wanted to do it for him.

After a long breathless pause, Angie let out an exhale and said, "Okay, let's do it."

Dom's eyes lit up in delight and Angie dragged him by the hand up the stairs to her bedroom. She went straight to the bathroom and got her birth control pills out of the medicine cabinet and emptied an entire two months supply into the toilet and flushed them. Dom watched her with a grin and grabbed her face gently between his big hands and kissed her on the lips again.

Angie responded this time by jumping up and wrapping her legs around his waist. He carried her to the bed as she dropped the robe from her shoulders and she tore the negligee from her body as he laid her on the bed. She looked up at the big man and in her most seductive voice said, "Fuck me, daddy. Let's make a baby."
They had one of the most aggressive, passionate fucks either of them had ever experienced as they contemplated their spontaneous decision.


Tom heard his name called and saw Dom walking back to his house. Dom pointed at the bedroom window and said, "She's waiting for you." Tom's eyes got big and he hurried into the house. When he entered the bedroom, Angie was lying on the bed with a sheet over her. It was obvious she was naked underneath the sheet and her hair was a mess. The smell of sex was in the air.

Angie had a mischievous smile on her face. "Daddy left you a treat." Tom had never heard his wife refer to Dom as 'daddy' before. "You can put on some panties and crawl under the sheet but no peeking," she giggled teasingly.

Tom wasted no time stripping off his clothes and quickly donning a pair of lacy panties. Then, he lifted the sheet from the bottom of the bed and eased his way between her legs. He could see her very wet, cum-filled pussy, but she was holding the sheet in a way that prevented him from seeing her tits. He yearned to see her nude body. However, it was her pussy that was captivating him at the moment. He stuck his tongue out and caught a drip that was seeping from between her lips. It tasted similar to his own. He stuck his tongue further into her pussy and began licking and nibbling her pussy with gusto. When he found her clit, she sighed pleasurably. His penis was aching from the confinement of the chastity cage as his excitement grew. Angie's hips began gyrating in response to his tongue. When she put her hands on his head, he looked up to get a glimpse of her breasts. That only made the ache from the cage even worse. Angie squeezed his face into her pussy as she loudly groaned in orgasm. Even more semen flowed from her pussy into Tom's mouth and he eagerly swallowed her offering.

Afterward, Angie told Tom he should call Dom and thank him. When the phone rang, Dom was sitting with his wife in the living room on the big leather couch. He was reading a book and Max was lying comfortably with her head in his lap as he stroked her hair. He saw it was Tom calling and answered, "Hello boy."

"Hi ... I, um ... I just wanted to call and thank you for letting me do that."

"To do what, boy?"

"Well .. um .. to eat my wife's pussy after you fucked her."

"Did you enjoy tasting my cum?"

"Yes," Tom said shyly.

"As much as when you sucked my cock?"

"Even more," Tom replied.

"Well, it sounds like you enjoyed it just as much as your mistress enjoyed tasting your wife on my cock. You're very welcome and if you're a good boy you will get many more opportunities."

After he hung up, Dom continued stroking his wife's hair and said, "That was a nice surprise. Perhaps the next time you can call and thank her." Dom could feel his wife stiffen but she said nothing. "What's the matter my love? Didn't you enjoy tasting her on my cock?"

Without opening her eyes, Max replied softly, "Yes."

Dom smiled at his beautiful wife. He was looking forward to their playtime later that night. She didn't know what he had planned. It would be a memorable evening.

CHAPTER 19

Max wasn't sure she could hold off much longer. The thin vibe in her pussy and the egg vibrator pressed against her clitoris were causing her to moan as she tried not to orgasm. She was standing naked with her arms and legs spread out and secured by her wrists and ankles to the two columns in the playroom. She was blindfolded and had nipple clamps on her nipples. Soft music was playing in the background and incense was burning so that her senses were overwhelmed with stimulus. Dom had just finished flogging her back and then using the paddle and the willow switches she had cut earlier in the day on her ass. Her body was tingling all over when he had surprised her by inserting the thin vibrator between the rings in her pussy. It felt like a long finger was humming in her pussy. He had tied a rope around her waist and then looped it between her legs to hold the vibrator in place. Then, he put the vibrating egg against her clit piercing and made sure the rope would hold that in place as well. He had told her she would be spanked again if she had an orgasm. Right after that, she could hear him walk up the stairs and leave her alone.

She wasn't aware he was back until she heard his voice from the direction of the steps. "Still holding out my love?" his deep voice asked as he approached her from behind. Her breathing was ragged and she was moaning as the unrelenting hum of the vibrators turned her pussy into a wet puddle of ecstasy. She felt his hands reach around her and caress her breasts. He flicked the nipple clamps and caused her to gasp. His hands moved to her ass and rubbed the welts from the switches. "Her ass looks lovely this color, wouldn't you agree?" she heard her husband ask.

Max was startled when she heard Angie reply, "Yes, it does. She's a beautiful woman." Then, Max felt Angie's delicate fingers run through her hair and onto her shoulders. She shivered at her touch and the vibrators took her even closer to orgasm.

"I told her she would be spanked again if she came. She's putting up a valiant effort but I think she is getting close," Dom said as he ran his hand between her legs and pushed on the bottom of the vibe in her pussy. She moaned desperately as she felt it push further up into her. "Did I mention that she referred to you as a 'breeding mare' this morning?" Dom asked playfully.

Angie asked incredulously, "She called me what?" Angie's delicate fingers left Max's shoulder and found the nipple clamps instead. She twisted the clamps causing Max to moan in protest. Max heard the woman ask, "Can I?"

Dom replied, "Please do," and a moment later Max felt the paddle smack against her ass. She moaned again but this time it was because she felt the orgasm getting closer. Angie applied several more strokes of the paddle and Max responded by pushing her ass back for more. Just one more smack and the dam was going to burst.

Angie gave her what she wanted and the swat triggered a massive orgasm. Max was moaning and shouting curses as she yelled out her release. Mercifully, Dom reached between her legs and turned off the vibrators. Her shoulders ached and her legs felt weak as she caught her breath. She could feel Dom removing her ankles and wrists from the cuffs. He walked her blindfolded across the room and stopped in front of the couch. He told her to kneel and then she heard him tell Angie to get naked.

He opened his robe and Max felt him put his cock to her lips. "Get me hard so I can fuck my breeding mare," Dom told his wife. She was starting to think she may have provoked him a bit too much. She took his cock into her mouth for the second time that day. It didn't have the younger woman's taste yet, but she knew that would be short-lived. As he got hard in her mouth, she could hear them kissing above her. This was the first time Max had actually been present when they were going to have sex. She had heard them and even seen them through a doorway but Dom had never asked her to participate. She knew it was inevitable that he would want both of them in his bed but she hadn't anticipated it happening this way.

Dom removed his cock from Max's mouth and told Angie to lie on the coffee table. The blanket over the table provided some comfort from the cold and hardness of the marble top. Angie wasn't aware that the table could also be used as a cage. She would discover that weeks later when she and Dom had sex on top of the table and then afterward, while having a post-coitus glass of wine, he raised the blanket to reveal that his wife was in there the whole time.

Max remained on her knees and could hear the familiar sounds of the younger woman's moans and groans as her husband's cock stretched the woman's pussy. Eventually, she could hear the woman getting very close to orgasm. Max felt her husband's hand just as the blindfold was removed. Angie was lying on top of the coffee table with her legs spread and Dom was kneeling on the floor between her knees. Dom stood up and pulled Angie so her legs dangled over one end of the table and then told his wife to eat her pussy. Max hesitated before complying with her husband's demand. She had never licked another woman's pussy before.

As Max put her head between Angie's legs, she felt Dom put a wet finger in her ass. She gasped at the intrusion but kept at her task and slid her tongue up Angie's slit. Angie was very wet and her scent made Max's head swoon as the erotic sensations washed over her. Dom kept fingering her ass and working more lube into her as she tried to do the things she liked when having her own pussy licked. Suddenly, she felt her husband's cock at the opening of her ass. As he started to push the head into her, she pulled her face away from Angie's pussy to plead for him to go slowly. She felt Angie grab her hair and push her face back into her pussy. The younger woman was getting close to her own orgasm.

Max was moaning painfully into Angie's pussy as she felt Dom's fat cock stretching her sphincter. Every time she would pull her face away to moan, Angie would respond by pushing her head back to her pussy. Max never got used to the feeling of his fat cock in her ass and she moaned and groaned like a woman possessed. This was causing Angie to get even more aroused and she pinched her own nipples as her orgasm was imminent.

Dom started getting a steady rhythm going and marveled at the two women in front of him. The scene couldn't have been more erotic. His wife's moans during anal sex were always louder and more animated which he absolutely loved. Watching her eat his lover's pussy was incredible. A dream come true. As he sped up his pace and slapped her ass, his wife's moans increased accordingly. It was too much for Angie and she was the first to groan in orgasm. However, this triggered Max to have an orgasm of her own. As the muscles in her ass responded to the orgasm by squeezing Dom's cock, he could no longer hold off and they were all howling in orgasm.


Later, as Dom held his wife in his arms in their bed, Max asked softly, "Are we going to do that with her again?"
Dom asked, "Would you like that?"

"Yes, very much," she answered. "Should I call her mistress when we play?"

Dom smiled. He couldn't imagine how things could be going any better. "I think that would be lovely, my dear. And what should we call you?"

Max shrugged so Dom decided, "We'll just call you 'girl'. Now, we'll have our boy and our girl to play with." He thought about that and hugged his wife tighter against him. "Girl, you were amazing tonight. I've missed doing that with you."

She gazed into his eyes with the haze of subspace still lingering in her head. "I love you, Dom." She kissed him on the lips and then snuggled up in the comfort of his embrace.

Wow! Just wow! You are so good at toying with your characters' emotions and I love how you keep the dynamic among our four protagonists shifting. I'm just wondering when, or if, things are going to get complicated for the so aptly named Dom.

Herboy63

Man o man, I'm not going to even have a little Nubbin left if I keep
Rubbin it feverishly like I do while reading this story!