Becca Bellamy
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Notes from Her Bull - Part 5
🕑 Added 2024-07-11 05:39:42 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
You know what surprised me, cuck?
How much your wife got off on seeing you locked up in that little pink cage. How much it turned her on to see you quite literally hand me the key to your manhood. I told you she likes being a hotwife, but I think I underestimated just how much she enjoys it.
I'll be honest, cuck, I enjoyed it more than I thought I would, too. I mean, I knew it would feel good to watch you humiliate yourself like that. I knew it would make your wife want me even more, too. I just didn't know how much fun it would be to see a man wearing a little pink cock cage get on his knees and offer me the key to that cage.
Do you remember what you said, cuck?
"I don't deserve control over my orgasms. I'm not man enough. You deserve control over my orgasms."
You know else I remember? How much your cock strained in that little cage when you uttered those words. You got off on it, didn't you? You got off on humiliating yourself like that. Or, perhaps you got off on finally admitting the truth, on finally embracing the most honest version of yourself.
I took that key from you and I tucked it away, cuck. That key is important to me. That key represents control. Control over your manhood. Control over you.
After I took that key, cuck, I put my fingers inside your wife. I slipped my hand into her panties and I pushed two fingers inside her. You know what I found. You could hear it. We could all it hear it.
She was soaked, cuck. Your wife watched you give your manhood to another man and she was fucking soaked.
Do you remember what she said when I asked why she was so wet?
"It's just nice to have a real man in the house."
You know what that means, don't you cuck? She knows you're not a real man. She knows that you're a fucking cuck. Not that you're into being cuckolded. No. That you're a cuck. That you've transformed from man to cuck. A lesser form of a man. The kind of man that gets off on watching someone else satisfy his wife. The kind of man that sits on his knees by his marital bed and watches his wife welcome a superior man's cock into her slick, wet, needy pussy. The kind of man that will have the best orgasm of his life as he watches another man cum inside his wife.
I'll bet there are times when it's hard to grapple with what you've become. Maybe while you're at work. You're busy typing away at your boring ass spreadsheet and you're hit with the realization that your cock is locked in a little cage, that another man owns the key to that cage, that your wife would much rather fuck that other man, that your life has forever changed all because you had this fantasy that you just had to turn into reality.
Of course, whatever angst and agony you feel is worth it, isn't it? Even when you're not allowed to orgasm, the pleasure you feel when I fuck your wife is unlike anything you've ever felt. It's like getting high in the most incredible manner. It's like ascending to an entirely different plane of existence.
I remember the look on your face as you watched Ella suck my cock on your couch. Your eyes were glued to her lips as they moved up and down my shaft. You moaned a few times, doing so right along with your wife as I fingered her pussy and told her what a good girl she was for worshiping my cock without hesitation. She got wetter when I called her a good girl, by the way.
Did you enjoy it when I let you kiss your wife? Did you enjoy the taste of my cock on her lips?
You know what I enjoyed? That you thanked me for letting you kiss her. That you understood that I was the one in control, that I was the one that decided if you got to kiss your wife. That I was the one that handed out any pleasure you might experience.
Remember that going forward, cuck, because that's going to continue to be true. I'm the one in control. I'm the one that decides when and how you experience any pleasure, from witnessing your cuckolding to kissing your wife after she's sucked my dick to cleaning my cum out of her pussy to being released from your little pink prison to have an orgasm.
I wouldn't count on having many of those going forward, by the way.
I was awfully generous last night, wasn't I? I let you watch. I let you clean your wife's pussy after I'd cum inside her. I let you make us drinks after I'd fucked her. I even let you watch a second time.
You should be thankful that I let you sleep in your own bed last night, cuck, because I thought about spending the night. I thought about extending my ownership of your wife's pussy for a night, about fucking her throughout the night while you listened from the guest bedroom, about feeding you as much cum as I could produce.
That will happen soon enough, though. In fact, you're going to have a wealth of first time experiences going forward, cuck.
Want to know what's going to happen the next time you see me?
You're going to suck my cock for the first time, cuck. You're going to surrender a little more of your manhood to me by giving me a blowjob while your wife watches. You're going to suck dick in front of her and when you're done, you're going to thank me for the privilege. Your wife is going to hear you thank another man for the privilege of sucking his cock.
And, just in case you've forgotten as you experience a touch of panic, I control the key to your chastity device and if you refuse to suck my cock you're never getting out of it. Never, cuck. Never.
See you soon.
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You know what I was thinking after you left last night?
I wondered if you and Ella talked about it. If either of you brought it up. If you talked about the fact that you sucked cock last night. If you talked about the fact that you obviously enjoyed it. If you talked about the fact that you got off on being made to suck a superior man's cock.
I'll bet you talked about it. I'll bet you wanted to know what your wife really thought. I'll bet you wanted to know if she saw you differently after you'd given a superior man a blowjob because you'd been ordered to.
Though you didn't have to ask Ella to know the answer, did you? Of course she looks at you differently. What woman wouldn't see her husband differently after he'd sucked a superior man's cock?
If the first time you took me in your mouth didn't change how she saw you, the second time did. How could it not? She listened to her husband beg for the privilege of sucking a superior man's cock. She listened as you looked up at me from your knees and begged to suck on my dick, to get me hard for your wife, to show me that you understand your place as an inferior cuck.
The truth is, while I'm sure she sees you differently, you haven't changed all that much in her eyes. The real difference happened when you asked her to cuckold you for the first time. That's when the massive shift happened. That's when she realized you weren't like most men. That's when she realized she wasn't married to the man she thought she was married to.
Ella made the right choice though, didn't she? She chose to cuck you. She chose to let you be the man you are. In making that choice, she also chose to let me be the man I am. She didn't know me yet, of course, but by choosing to cuck you she welcomed me into your life, she let me become the bull I was meant to be.
I'd say we both have a lot to thank Ella for. I get to have as much great sex as I can handle and I get my cock sucked an awful lot, too. You get to have no sex at all. You get to suck cock. You get to eat pussy. You get to do chores for the man that fucks your wife to the orgasms she craves. You get to be a little bitch of a man while I get to be a virile, dominant alpha male that's slowly showing your wife exactly what kind of man you are and will always be.
I wonder, cuck, did my cock taste better when it was coated in her pussy juices? Did you like blowing me after your wife had taken a wild ride, after she'd filled my bedroom with screams of pleasure because she was cumming so fucking hard on my dick?
Did my cock taste sweet like her pussy does? Was it better to blow me after she'd cum on my dick?
I thought of it like you showing your gratitude. You took me in your mouth and sucked me like a little cuck bitch because you wanted to thank me for satisfying your wife in ways you're truly incapable of satisfying her.
I'll bet I know what your absolute favorite part of the night was.
It was right after your wife had cum. My cock was in your mouth and she was cuddled up next to me in my bed. She rested her hand on my chest, kissed me on the cheek, and then watched you for a little while. We both watched you.
Then she said, "He looks so good with your cock in his mouth. Like it's just...like it's just right. Like it was meant to be. Like he was always going to be a cuck. Like he was destined to be a cocksucker for a superior man."
That felt good, didn't it? Any nerves you had disappeared, didn't they?
Did she say that in the car while you drove back to your house? Did she affirm that opinion? Did she tell you that she really did like seeing you suck cock?
I can tell you that I enjoyed it more than I thought I would. It's a powerful thing to humiliate a man in front of his wife. To quite literally take some of your manhood from you while she watches. To feel her dig her fingernails into my chest and kiss my neck before moaning and whispering that she wants me inside her pussy again. That all happened while you were sucking my dick, cuck. Your wife watched your manhood disappear and I suddenly seemed like even more of a man to her. That's the fun of this. That's the thrill. She wants me even more after I humiliate you.
That's why it's going to keep happening. That's why nothing can stop this now. I own your cock. I own your manhood. I'm well on my way to owning whatever part of your wife is available to own.
How far can I push you, I wonder? How much of your manhood will you surrender in the name of chasing the thrill of being a cuck?
I'm not sure, but I intend on finding out.
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I would have given anything to see the look on your face when your wife gave you the panties.
How long did it take you to realize that you were supposed to wear them? Did you stare dumbly at those pretty pink panties I'd bought you? Did five seconds pass before you realized what I wanted? Did ten seconds pass before you realized that your wife was handing you a pair of panties that her bull bought with the express intent of humiliating you?
I gave her very careful instructions. She was to hand you the panties. She was to say they were from me. Then she was to wait in silence until you did something.
When she texted to tell me that you didn't even argue, that you took your time, but that you put them on I can't tell you how excited I was. I like that you accept your place now, cuck. I like that you understand what you are. I like that you get that your chastised cock belongs in panties when a real man is coming to the house.
I like that you're in your panties right now. That your locked little cock and pathetic balls are encased in soft, feminine, delicate lace.
I'll be leaving soon. I'll be coming to your house. I'll be spending the night in your bed. I'll be fucking your wife whenever I want. Your job will be to tend to our needs.
Your job begins before I arrive. I want you on your knees and worshiping your wife's pussy when I walk through the door. I want to see your pantied ass as soon as I walk into the living room. I want to hear her moaning. I want her wet and horny as hell by the time I come in. I want her to watch her pantied, chastised cuck of a husband eat her pussy while she thinks about getting fucked by a real man.
Make sure you're ready to suck dick tonight, too. That's a cuck's job, after all, which means you'll be doing it every single time I see you, cuck. You're a cocksucker now. A pantied, chastised cocksucker. You're my cocksucker. I fucking own you.
See you soon.
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You were such a good cuck last night and this morning.
You were on your knees eating pussy like I instructed when I arrived. Your wife was wet and worked up, too. She looked at me with genuine desperation in her eyes when I stripped as you ate her out. She looked so ravenous when I started stroking my dick.
Then she uttered those magic words. "Make him suck your cock."
Your wife wanted to watch me degrade you. She wanted me to make you suck my dick. She wanted to watch you give away a little more of your manhood.
I'd have been crazy to disappoint her, so I ordered you to crawl to me, to look up at me, to beg for the pleasure of sucking my cock.
You know what I saw? I saw pleasure in your eyes, cuck. I saw how much you enjoyed being made to beg. I saw how much you wanted to suck my cock. I saw how good the humiliation makes you feel. I saw that you get off on it.
That's what makes this whole thing so perfect, isn't it? I get off on humiliating you. Your wife gets off on seeing you get humiliated (and then getting fucked by a real man, of course). You get off on being humiliated. It's a perfect little trio we've built, isn't it?
So I made you suck my dick. Your wife played with her pussy. Your cock throbbed in its little pink cage, making a mess in your panties as you leaked precum into them.
I liked making you suck my balls. There's something so potent about seeing a humiliated cuck on his knees in front of me. About seeing him suck my big balls, the balls that are going to unload a whole mess of cum into the cuck's wife.
I'll be honest, I almost came right there. I was stroking my dick and watching you suck on my balls like a pathetic little bitch and I almost got off on it.
That's why I took your wife right to the bedroom. That's why I fucked her from behind, why I took her pussy doggystyle and used it hard. I was in the mood to dominate last night, to be in control, to use the both of you.
You loved when she came as I fucked her from behind. I could see it in your eyes and on your face, cuck. I could see how excited you got. I could see you trying to play with that little dick of yours, too.
You got your reward, though. You got to eat your wife's pussy and clean my cum out of her. You got to give her an orgasm with your tongue, too.
Before I let you do that, though, I made you thank me. That was fucking hot. You on your knees, looking up at the bed and thanking me for satisfying your wife, for doing the things that you're not able to do. I like that you threw in a little extra gratitude, too, when you thanked me for cumming inside her so you could have the pleasure of licking my load out of her pussy. You were genuinely grateful for that too, weren't you?
I'll bet you enjoyed waking up to the sounds of sex coming from your bedroom this morning, didn't you? When was the last time you fucked your wife in the morning? When was the last time she was horny enough for your dick to crawl under the covers, suck you until you were nice and hard, and then climb on top of you and ride you until you'd filled her pussy with cum?
I'll bet it's been years since that happened. Maybe longer. She just doesn't want your dick like that. That's why you're a cuck. That's why this little trio of ours is flourishing.
There's so much more fun we can have, cuck, and I intend to fully explore it. I hope you're ready.
