Becca Bellamy
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Offering Your Submission - Part 6
🕑 Added 2025-02-01 06:30:42 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
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Melanie is already at the coffee shop when you arrive. She looks good, too. She clearly put in an effort. Her hair is long and wavy. Her makeup is flawless. Her outfit is more stylish than she dressed when you were dating and she's even accessorized it.
She waves when she sees you. She gets up out of the booth and hugs you. It's a long and far tighter hug than it should be given that she's your ex-girlfriend. At the very end she presses her crotch forward for just a moment. It could be an accident, but you're fairly certain that she's trying to stir just a hint of arousal.
"I hope you don't mind, but I got you a pistachio latte," she says. "I know that it was always your favorite drink."
She smells good. Really good. The perfume is familiar and it takes you back to when you were together. Your mind is suddenly awash in memories of being naked with her, of smelling that perfume as she rode you, as she bathed your cock in her wetness, as she made you cum.
"Thanks," you say as you slide into the booth. "And you're right, this was - and still is - my favorite drink here. I just wish it wasn't seasonal."
Melanie was the one to set this meet up. She got in touch a week after seeing you at the carnival with Sarah. You chatted back and forth for a few days - mostly just catching up - before she suggested that you meet for coffee.
You told Sarah about it and she couldn't help but smile. In fact, she looked delighted. She explained that she'd never really been the kind of girl that inspired jealousy in ex-girlfriends and she quite liked the experience.
You weren't going to meet Melanie. You had no interest in her. Sarah insisted that you go, though. She was curious to see if Melanie would try to win you back or if she simply needed to satisfy her curiosity about your new relationship. Sarah had also instructed you to be a little bit flirty if it seemed like that's what Melanie was interested in.
"I was surprised when you messaged me," you say. "It was nice to hear from you, though."
She smiles. That bright, beautiful smile that drew you to her in the first place. "Yeah?"
You nod and sip your drink. It is your favorite. She wasn't wrong about that. It's really good, too. "Honestly, most of my memories of you - of us - are good ones."
She grips her drink with both hands and you notice that her fingernails appear to have been freshly manicured. She put in a lot of effort for this meet up and you can't help but feel flattered. Sarah hasn't let you cum in nearly a week, too, so there's just a hint of arousal coursing through your body and a gentle stirring of your caged cock.
"You look beautiful, by the way," you say.
Melanie smiles. A bright, genuine smile. She likes that you think she looks good. She wants you to think she looks good. Does she want you to actually want her, though?
"Thanks," she replies. "Your girlfriend...she's very pretty."
You nod. "She is. She's sweet, too. Smart. Funny. We haven't been together all that long, but things are going well. How are things with you and your boyfriend?"
Melanie shifts in her seat. "Well, we broke up, actually."
You reach across the table and rest your hand on hers for a moment. "I'm so sorry to hear that."
You pull your hand away but she grabs it and holds on for a few seconds longer. "Thanks. We broke up a few days after we say you and Sarah, actually. He...I don't know, he got kind of weird, I guess."
"Weird?"
She lets your hand go and sips her drink. You do the same and study her face. She seems vulnerable.
"He got it in his head that I still had feelings for you. We fought about it. We broke up."
"Was he right?" you ask.
She looks at you. She holds your gaze long enough that it feels a little uncomfortable. Then she nods. "I'm sorry. I know it's not fair. I know you're dating someone new. I know you like her. I just...he was right. I saw you with her and I got so jealous. Then I got sad."
"Sad?"
"Sad because you're not mine anymore. Because I want you to be mine."
You feel a certain appreciation for how direct she's being. You've never had a conversation like this. You've never had two women interested in you at the same time. It's flattering and you can feel a twinge of arousal. It's not like you can actually cheat on Sarah, though. Your cock is locked in a cage.
Melanie gets up and moves to your side of the booth. You slide over and she sits next to you. She leans in and before you know it you're kissing her. Her mouth opens. Her tongue plays with yours. Her hand finds your leg and she caresses your thigh, inching ever closer to your cock as you let her kiss you, as you return her affection.
The kiss ends and she studies your face. You're certain she can see the desire because you can feel it. It's potent. You haven't cum in a week and a beautiful girl just kissed you. Of course you're turned on.
"Do you want me?" she asks.
"Yes," you admit.
She kisses you again. Your cock aches in the cage. Precum is slowly dripping from the tip. You can feel it making a mess in your underwear. Melanie is kissing you deeply. Her hand is moving towards your crotch.
"Let's go," she says.
She stands and looks at you. You reach for your drink.
"Leave it."
You leave the drink and take her hand. She leads out of the coffee shop and into the parking lot. She reaches into her purse and unlocks her car. It's an SUV and it looks new. She opens the backseat and climbs inside. You follow.
She's kissing you a moment after the door shuts. She straddles you as your tongues entwine. You run your hand under her shirt and up her back. She lifts her hands and you take her shirt off. You grasp her breasts through the remarkably sexy lace bra she has on. She grinds her hips over your crotch.
You kiss again. She moans into your mouth as your hands move over her body. You play with her tits. You squeeze her ass through her jeans.
"Do you want me?" she asks.
"Yes, desperately," you answer.
"Then how come you're not hard?"
She leans back and you look down, though her crotch is blocking yours. The answer is quite simple but rather humiliating. You smile, though. Sarah encouraged you to go on this date. She encouraged you to flirt with Melanie. She even said you could let her kiss you if she tried to do so.
You're fairly certain that Sarah knew it might get to this point, that you might be forced to confess the chastised status of your cock. Now you wish you hadn't agreed to the date with Melanie. There's a part of you, though, that knows Sarah will be thrilled to hear your confession when you return, that she might actually get turned on, that she might let you worship her pussy or fuck her with a dildo, that she might even free you from your cage and reward you with an orgasm for having suffered the humiliation you're about to suffer.
"Because I can't get hard," you admit.
"Is there...wait, what do you mean? Is there a medical problem?"
You shake your head. "No, it's my girlfriend. It's Sarah. She...she's different. She put me in...in a chastity device."
"Wait, what?"
You feel deeply embarrassed. You want to leave. To run. To get out of her car and sprint through the parking lot. You suspect that Sarah would want you to see this through, though.
"It's like a prison for my cock. I can't get hard with the cage on and Sarah has the key, so she has control."
Melanie leans back. "Holy shit." Then she laughs. "So you gave control of your cock to this girl? Like, you just gave it to her?"
You nod.
"She must be some kind of woman."
"She is."
You can't read Melanie's face. She might be amused. She might be hurt. She might be annoyed. It's not at all clear.
"So what happens when you get turned on?"
"It hurts. My cock tries to get hard but it can't. So it's kind of painful, though really just an ache. There's more precum, too. Sometimes it's a real mess."
"Is it a mess right now?"
You nod.
"Can I see it?"
You nod again.
Melanie climbs off your lap and you take off your pants and pull your underwear down. She laughs at the sight of your cock in the cage that Sarah keeps it in. You feel a touch of humiliation, but there's actually quite a bit of excitement.
"Can I touch it?"
"Yes," you say. Sarah didn't offer any rules for this sort of thing. She did say, though, that you could have fun with Melanie, that she'd be interested in hearing just how far your ex-girlfriend was willing to go.
Melanie runs her fingers over the cage. Then she grabs it and pulls on it a little. She runs her fingers through the precum at the tip.
"There's more in my underwear," you say. "Precum, I mean."
"I'll bet," she says.
Melanie then grabs your cock and balls in her hand and squeezes. Instantly you feel a sense of panic rise up. It doesn't hurt, but it feels like she could hurt you if she wanted.
She releases her grip just a few seconds later, though. Then she laughs.
"Is your girlfriend going to be mad that you made out with me?"
You shake your head. "She said I could."
"Did she?"
You nod. "It's not like I can cheat on her. She's in control." You take a deep breath. "Which is how I like it, as it turns out."
Melanie cups your cock and balls once more, but this time she's gentle. "I feel like you owe me. You got me all worked up, after all."
You turn and she smiles.
"Would your girlfriend be pissed if you ate my pussy?"
"I don't know."
"Why don't you text her and ask?"
You grab your phone from your pocket. You explain the situation to Sarah. You say that Melanie has requested that you eat her pussy as a way of making up for the fact that you got her all worked up without being able to fuck her.
"Yes, you may eat her pussy," she texts back.
"She said ‘yes’."
Melanie takes her pants and panties off. She scoots back until she's sitting against the door. She spreads her legs. You move between them. You extend your tongue. You tend to her clit. You slip two fingers inside her. You find her g-spot. You pleasure her as she holds your head in her hands. You give your ex-girlfriend an orgasm in the back of her car.
"Get dressed and get out," she says after she's cum.
You put your pants back on. You get out of her car. She waves goodbye but she doesn't say a word. You close the door and head for your car.
You call Sarah as soon as you're behind the wheel.
"How did it go?" she asks.
You back out your space. "It was humiliating and kind of arousing. You were right that she wanted me, though probably just because she didn't have me anymore, and probably even more so because you're...well, better than her in every way."
"Mmm, it's nice to hear you say that."
"It's true."
"And how did you end up in a place where she wanted you to eat her pussy?"
"She kissed me in the coffee shop. I kissed her back. She took me to her car. We fooled around in the backseat. It was...it was hot."
"It's okay that it was hot," Sarah says. "I told you that you could kiss her, that you could play with her. I gave you permission so you don't have to feel bad. As long as you have my permission you can feel all sorts of things."
She's turned on. You're not entirely sure why, but she's turned on.
"After a bit of making out and touching and grinding, Melanie asked me why I wasn't hard. That's when I had to tell her."
"That your girlfriend keeps your cock in a cage?"
"Yes."
Sarah moans and you're fairly certain you hear the faint sound of masturbation.
"Are you playing with your pussy?"
"I am," she replies. "This is all very hot to me. The control, that is. In another world you might have fucked your ex-girlfriend in her car. You might have lost control. In this world, though, I have control of your cock, of you. I'm in charge. You wouldn't believe how wet it makes my pussy to fully revel in that control."
"I want you so badly," you say.
"I know you do. I haven't decided if I'm going to let you have me in any way, though."
Your cock aches as you listen to her masturbate while you drive to her place. You wish you were with her. You wish you were eating her pussy. You wish you were fingering her. You wish you were playing with her tits.
"Did you do a good job eating Melanie's pussy?"
"I think so. She came pretty quickly. Then she kicked me out of her car. I don't know if she was pissed or if she'd just gotten what she wanted and she was done with me."
"Did you feel used?"
"A little."
Sarah laughs. "Now you know how so many women end up feeling after they give themselves to a shitty guy. Don't worry, though. I'm not mad at you. I'm delighted that I'm the one you're coming home to."
"I can't wait to see you."
"Let yourself in when you get to my place. You'll find me in the bedroom."
Sarah hangs up. You feel antsy as you drive to her apartment. You want to be with her. You desperately want to be with her, to touch her, to kiss her, to make her feel good.
You let yourself in with the key she gave you a few weeks ago. You rush to the bedroom. You stop in the doorway. She's naked. Her red hair cascades over her shoulders and covers her perfect breasts. Her ankles are crossed and her pussy is hidden from you.
"Strip," she instructs.
You remove your clothes hastily and clasp your hands behind your back.
"Kiss my feet."
You rush to the bed and kiss her perfect, soft feet. They smell of soap. She must have showered after you left.
"Now suck on my toes."
You take her big toe in your mouth. You stare up at her as you suck. She wiggles her toe and smiles.
"It's nice to worship my feet, isn't it?" she asks.
You nod and take two of her smaller toes in your mouth. You suck.
"It's generous of me to let you suck on my toes, isn't it?"
You moan and nod.
She reaches under the sheets and pulls out a dildo. She twists the knob and it begins to vibrate. She parts her thighs and holds the toy against her pussy. Her eyes close, her back arches a little, and her hair falls away from her breasts. She moans while you stare at her pale, perfect naked body and listen to her moans of pleasure.
The toy slips inside her. You watch it fill her pussy as you suck on her toes. She moves it in and out, fucking herself slowly. You kiss and lick her feet. You worship them. You relish the chance to do so, the chance she's afforded you.
She pulls the toy from her pussy. "Come suck it clean," she says.
Her legs part wider and you crawl between them. She points the wet end of the toy at you. You take it in your mouth and hold her gaze. She moans as you suck it clean, as you taste her on the dildo.
"Cocksucker," she says softly.
You moan. She's hinted in the past at the idea of you sucking cock for her and you can't help but wonder if that idea has taken hold in her mind once more.
She pulls the toy from her mouth and slides it into her pussy once more. You watch every inch of it disappear and she moans while rubbing her clit.
"I like sucking...I like sucking that cock clean for you," you say.
Sarah smiles and moans deeply. Your confession arouses her.
She pulls the toy free. You open your mouth. She feeds it to you. You suck it clean.
"That's it, cocksucker," she says softly before moaning. Her fingers move swiftly over her clit. "Taste me on that beautiful cock. Taste me on the cock that spends so much more time in my pussy than you do."
You suck as much of the toy into your mouth as you can, though it's not long before you're gagging. You pull back for fear of vomiting and Sarah pulls the toy free. She turns it off and sets it aside. Her hand finds the back of your head and she gently pulls you to her pussy.
You tend to her clit. You finger her. You pleasure her as her milky white thighs close around your head and trap you between her legs. There's nowhere you'd rather be, though. This is your happy place. This is perfection.
Sarah cums and her thighs clamp down on your head even harder. They remain that way until her legs spring open as her orgasm finishes. You kiss her soft skin. You look up and see her smiling down at you.
"Come here," she says.
You crawl forward. Sarah takes your head in her hands and guides your mouth to hers for a long, slow, deep kiss.
"Fuck me," she whispers.
You can't fuck her, of course, but you can thrust wildly and wondrously as you kiss. You rub your caged cock around her wet pussy. You experience the bliss of her heat and wetness. You experience the joy of your naked body being pressed against hers.
After a lengthy session of kissing and grinding, Sarah rolls you onto your back and mounts you. She takes your caged cock into her pussy and begins to grind back and forth. She rests her hands on your chest and looks down at you. She smiles. She moans. She makes it perfectly clear that she's having the time of her life while you suffer through the agony of not being able to get hard.
"Does it feel good?"
You nod.
"Does this feel better than fucking your ex-girlfriend today would have felt?"
"Yes," you say. It's strange. Obviously, Melanie's pussy would have felt physically superior if you were inside her without a cage on, but this is more arousing. So much more arousing. Sarah's in control. She owns your cock. She owns you, really, and that's so fucking hot you can barely comprehend it.
She cums while on top of you. She cums hard. Her pussy leaks around your caged cock. Her body trembles and you feel something pure and perfect. Your pleasure is immense even though you're not allowed to experience the physical release of orgasm in that moment. Sarah's orgasm is more than enough for you.
After her orgasm, Sarah rolls off of you and instantly you cuddle with her. She puts her arm around you. She kisses the top of your head. She holds you close and you feel blissfully happy.
You remain in that state for a little while, but Sarah has other plans. She finds her vibrator. She tells you to roll onto your back. She turns the toy on and holds it against your cage.
"Oh, fuck," you say as a sudden burst of pleasure works its way through your loins.
"It feels good, doesn't it?"
You nod and she kisses your neck. She moans softly and it's perfect.
"Your cock belongs to me," she whispers. "Not you. Not Melanie. Not anyone else. Me. I own it. I decide when you get to feel pleasure. I decide when you get to cum."
You're getting more turned on. The vibrations feel better. The words she's whispering into your ears thrill you.
"Yes, my cock belongs to you. I belong to you."
It turns you on to say it. So much so that you close your eyes and feel the beginnings of an orgasm.
"Can I cum?" you ask hastily.
"Yes," she whispers.
Your body tenses up. You feel that moment of stunning, overwhelming pleasure. Then dozens more follow as cum spurts from the tip of your locked up cock. Sarah moans and kisses your neck and cheeks. She holds the toy against your cock throughout your orgasm, enhancing your pleasure until every drop of cum has been drained from your balls.
She turns the toy off and it approaches your mouth. It's covered in your cum.
"Suck it clean," she whispers.
You part your lips and Sarah pushes the toy into your mouth. You suck it clean.
"That's my good little cocksucker," she says. "That's such a turn on. Suck up all that cum. Suck up every drop."
When you've cleaned it, she collects more cum with the toy and feeds it to you. You suck the cock clean over and over. She gets more turned on the more you do it.
Eventually, Sarah puts the toy aside and sits on your face. She rides you to a quick orgasm and then climbs off. You cuddle up with her. You thank her for letting you cum, for owning your cock, for sending you on a date with your ex, for everything she's done for you since you met her.
She thanks you for being a good submissive, for being willing to be trained to please her, for trusting her.
Now, more than ever, you're eager to do whatever it takes to make Sarah happy, for nothing pleases you more than being a good submissive.
