Reluctant Loving Cuckoldress - Sex Stories

Reluctant Loving Cuckoldress

... the seas or lasso the moon. In his mind it was physically impossible for him to do what Malcolm had done.

"How??"

Again, I had thought about this. I put it back on him. "Well, first, you saw what Malcolm did for me with his mouth and tongue, right?"

He nodded.

"There is absolutely no reason you cannot learn to do that. Giving me a couple licks then putting your wee-wee in me is no longer acceptable. Research, then I will help you. But I expect you to worship my pussy the way he did."

I was glad to see he was actually thrilled by this, a tent forming in his pants.

"As for the other, you are responsible for figuring that out. Are there ways for you to improve your stamina? If you can stop the premature ejaculations can you make littles do what Monster Malcolm did? Are there other options?"

I pointed my finger at him, "THAT is how it is up to you. Of course I make the decision. I WANT my husband. But make no mistake, if you cannot figure it out, I AM going to keep using Malcolm's dick. I will have to."

He nodded his acceptance. It was not required at this point, but it was absolutely appreciated. It meant he would put an effort into his assigned tasks, that maybe, just maybe, I could be monogamous again.

"Now I have a question. Now that you have tried it, tell me how you feel about me being in charge. And about this chastity thing."

He blushed. "I love it."

I sighed. "Details, honey. Unless you want to write a fifty page report on it ...

... instead."

He chuckled, but was still apprehensive. "I love you being in charge. You aren't a bitch about it, and this way my simple male mind doesn't have to wonder what you want. I like the way you still show you love me... its just sorta like if our roles as 'head of household' are switched."

I looked at him curiously, "Even when I slapped you?"

He grinned, "Well, I kinda figured that was a little out of character. But obviously I liked it... I nutted all over the place. Probably because I was so worked up, but still..."

"So you like it?"

"Its not like I crave it... I don't envision you as a leather-clad dominatrix or anything. But yeah... it was a turn on."

"Good to know. Chastity?"

This time he really surprised me. I expected excuses about why it was unnecessary. Damn was I wrong. He babbled on for nearly twenty minutes about how he felt "safe" locked into the tiny cage, how the entire time he was locked up he was on a sexual high. And he really liked me being in control of his orgasms, even his erections. Holy crap!

"How long?"

"Huh?"

I explained, "Most of those stories had the guy locked up for a day or so. Some for a few days. But some were long-term, sometimes even months. What do you envision?"

He stammered, "I would want it to be completely up to you... whatever you want and my opinion doesn't matter..."

I was a little surprised. "So if I put littles in his cage for three months, you'd be okay with that?"

I saw his pants move as his ...