1. The Power of Chastity - Part VI


    Date: 5/20/2024, Categories: Femdom, Author: angieseroticpen 

    Lucy had the contract ready and waiting on the dining table when he walked in from work. She was busy finishing off preparing dinner and she turned to him with a welcoming smile. A brief kiss greeted him, as she pointed to it, alongside the two letters that had arrived in the post for him. He looked at the envelopes briefly, he knew what their contents would be, He turned to the sheets of paper and picked them up.

“Why don’t we look through it after dinner?” she told him.

He wanted to read it there and then but decided to accept her suggestion. “You can take the cage off if you like,” she suggested. “You’ve been very good for keeping it on all day. I think you deserve a treat.”

As he walked past her she stopped him and kissed him again. Her hand brushing against his cage. He enjoyed her attentiveness.

“Was it painful?”

He smiled as he shook his head. “It was okay. I’m getting kind of used to it now. As long as I try not to think about other things.”

Her hand gave him a squeeze. “And what things would they be?” she asked with a knowing smile.

He smiled, remaining silent.

“Thinking about me and Chris, were you? Imagining him fucking me hard until he creams inside me?”

He was taken aback by her vulgarity, but he shook his head and left for the bedroom, an erection building inside his cage. He had just stepped out of his clothes when Lucy came into the bedroom. She was removing the chain from her neck. Simon stood there as she approached; his cock ...
    ... just about staying upright from the weight of the metal cage. Her agile fingers quickly brought him relief as the cage slipped off allowing the fullness of his erection to appear. Warm fingers folded around him.

“You’re very wet and sticky. You must have had a few erections during the day.”

It was all he could do but acknowledge her with a groan. “Would you like me to relieve you?” she said softly.

She didn’t wait for his answer as she led him to the edge of the bed.

“Lie back,” were her last words as she positioned herself by his side with hand wrapped tightly around his cock.

“You haven’t forgot that Chris and I will be fucking tomorrow, have you?”

A loud groan escaped his lips. How could he forget?

“It would be nice to bring him here to fuck,” she told him. “Here, in this bed. I would feel so much more comfortable getting fucked in my own bed.”

Simon just groaned as her hand movements quickened. He was already starting to lose it.

“A quick fuck on top of the bed and then slip under the duvet to arouse each other again and have a much longer fuck. I’m sure that Chris would like it too, laying on your side of the bed.”

Simon was already ahead of her, mentally picturing the scene. The ultimate agony of a cuckolded husband; his wife being fucked by her lover in the marital bed. He could see her lying there with legs wide open for him. Chris would be going down on her, tonguing her, fingering her, bringing her juices flowing from her as her scream ...
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