The Willing Cuckold

Linda summoned her husband to follow her up to her bedroom where she undressed and let him see her rather red and swollen labia. Her lover and her had used a condom (two, actually) so there was no evidence for him to see except for her engorged clitoris which wanted more attention.

As she lay back on the bed, her stockinged legs splayed wantonly over the side, and stared up at the bedroom ceiling, her sissy husband, dressed in his apron and spike lined chastity tube knelt to begin licking the moist lips of her pussy. Neither of them needed reminding it was now over six weeks since he had any kind of orgasm. The freedom to enjoy sex without any expectation of reciprocation was one of the things Linda loved most about her relationship with her husband now. After some initial misgivings, alleviated by reassurances from her husband, Chris, she had discovered the enormous pleasures to be had from being selfish. She had, in fact, become addicted to them.

After she had climaxed, Linda gave her husband the key to unlock his chastity cage. His fingers shook as he struggled to insert the key into the lock & he actually started to cry with frustration. Linda knew that he was panicking that she might get angry with him and demand back the key.

‘Take your time sweetheart,’ she soothed him. ‘You know these opportunities are only going to get more and more rare for you. You need to learn to get the most out of them. Now take a deep breath and try one more time. If you don’t manage this time, we’ll just forget about it until next time. I don’t have all night to waste on you.’ Being a bitch, that was something else she’d taken to like a duck to water, she loved it! What was more, so did her poor chastised husband.

With tears of panic and frustration rolling down his cheeks, Chris managed to insert the key and unlock his little chastity cage. Linda loved the tiny red dots the spikes left when her husband became aroused. When she said he could put his erection inside her for five super-slow strokes he could not believe his good fortune.

‘You need a condom first though,’ she warned him. ‘You can use these,’ she smiled as, from her handbag she produced the two condoms her lover had used earlier. They were loosely knotted so as to retain their slimy contents.

Linda could see from the look on her husband’s face that he desperately wanted to object but didn’t dare risk annoying her and having this long-awaited opportunity snatched from him. He grimaced as he slid the first used condom over his rock-hard little penis. Linda laughed out loud because the stretched condom was far too large for his little sissy clit.

Chris wasn’t sure what to do with the second overflowing condom until his wife ordered him to put it in his mouth. ‘Roll it around in your mouth girl, use your tongue to get inside and lick out my lover’s manly cum. You’ll see its nothing like your feeble, watery offerings’.

Being addressed by the woman he loved as a girl always made Chris feel simultaneously emasculated and deeply aroused and he groaned with desperation as he pushed one condom into his mouth, unknotted the other one slid it over his erection and eased his throbbing penis inside his wife’s unfaithful pussy bit by bit, in and out, holding the open end of the condom to stop it slipping off. While he did so, Linda talked to him. She asked him if her pussy felt different? He gasped no. She told him that his cock did feel different. It felt smaller, thinner, shorter than her lover’s. He whimpered. She instructed him to pull out after only four strokes as she was disappointed.

Linda sat up propped on her elbows and said he could wank himself while she watched. Then she continued to chatter, while he frantically worked his shaft between his thumb and first finger. She could hear a sloshing noise as his sissy penis worked her lover’s cum into a foam inside the used condom. She asked him, one final time, if he regretted their new relationship and her freedom to date other men. His eyes were gazing into hers as he gasped, ‘No,’ around the rubber sheath still in his mouth. She told him she wanted to see real enthusiasm for her sexual progression and his further demotion over the months to come. He nodded, on the brink of orgasm and unable to speak.

Suddenly Linda snapped for him to stop! He somehow tore his hand away and his erection bobbed between them, her lover’s cum running out of the loose-fitting condom and coating her sissy husband’s little blue balls. His expression was a picture; of awe and adoration, deference and desperation.

With a cold smile Linda reached out and started rubbing his cock. She was very out of practise. He had such an adorable look of alarm on his face that she might stop at any time or at least ruin his orgasm. After just a few strokes she told him she was bored so he could finish himself. The look of pathetic gratitude on his face made her burst out laughing at him.

After only about 30 seconds his knees were buckling and he was almost crying with lust. She ordered him to bite through the latex of the condom in his mouth, then suck out and swallow the contents. The look of disgust on his face made her laugh.

Just before he could reach the point of no return, Linda ordered him to stop. As he opened his mouth, no doubt to beg and plead for permission to finish himself off, she leaned forward and spat into it. A severe slap across his face started a flood of tears of utter frustration which, of course, she ignored as she knew, deep down, his submissive personality needed her to do, and ordered him back into his little chastity cage.

Five minutes of desperate fumbling later, encouraged by threats of even further extensions to his chastity periods, Chris was securely locked once more. Over the next few hours and days, Linda was extremely demanding and mocking. She called him ‘cuck’ quite a lot, playing on his anxiety over her unfaithfulness and ‘stud’, playing on the endlessly frustrating fact of his hopeless chastity and his inability to be any such thing.

Linda made no bones about her intention to find a boyfriend with whom she could conduct a proper affair; discreet but much more than just one-off or casual sex. Chris was daunted and excited at the same time. It would be the culmination of the journey they had begun two years ago. Progress had been slow and halting at first as Linda struggled to throw off the chains of decency and what she had grown up to believe was acceptable behaviour. It took a long time for her to understand how her husband could not just desire but need her to treat him the way he did. Fortunately, as time went on, she began to realise that, not only did she have some natural talents as a cold-hearted Mistress but that she actually enjoyed exercising and developing those talents.

Her goal was to find a man with whom she could have a proper sexual and, to an extent, romantic relationship and who could be integrated into her lifestyle with her sissy maid husband. Initially they were both concerned that the reality could affect their marriage in a way that fantasy obviously didn’t. But by the time it happened Chris had become so used to the idea of his wife cuckolding him he was mentally prepared for it.

Becoming ever stricter about her husband’s orgasm denial was hugely important. He had a total love-hate relationship with it. He loved his sexy teasing wife imposing it. He enjoyed the intensity of frustration and how ‘alive’ he felt. His fetish was the contrast between them. But, at the same time, he hated the actual reality of being denied any kind of release for weeks on end.

His steel cage had proved the most wonderful training tool.  Being made-to-measure it was wearable 24/7, hygienic and comfortable so long as he remained soft but rather less so when he became aroused which he did a lot. The model Linda had chosen came with sharp spikes that could be screwed through the walls of the tube with a special key. Linda made him tighten the spikes each morning and loosen them overnight. However, she liked the spikes fully extended when he was performing orally. Making him control his erection while he was focused on her was absolutely one of her favourite things!