Becca Bellamy
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There Will Be No Pussy for You Tonight, Cuck
🕑 Added 2023-05-26 05:48:16 +0000 UTCWhen you saw her walk into the living room in those tight leather pants and that tight black corset you were absolutely certain your wife was finally going to release you from your chastity cage. You’d spent two weeks in the steel prison and she’d been teasing you daily, only stopping when you were dripping precum.
She gave you a little lap dance on the couch and let you kiss the tops of her breasts before taking your hand and leading you to the bedroom.
“Get naked,” she said.
You stripped, leaving you wearing nothing but your chastity cage.
“Do you remember last weekend?” she asked.
You nodded as she climbed onto her hands and knees in the bed.
“Do you remember how hard my bull fucked me?” she asked.
You nodded as she looked back at you and smiled.
“Do you remember how hard he made me cum? Do you remember how loud my screams were? Do you remember how I begged him to keep fucking me, how I told him I never wanted to be without his cock, how I was in love with it?” she asked.
“Yes,” you said as arousal coursed through your body while you relived the hours long session she’d enjoyed with her bull just a week ago.
“You love how my ass looks in these pants, don’t you?” she asked.
You nodded. She knew that, of course. You’ve been very vocal about how those leather pants are your favorite thing that she owns. You love them more than anything. Seeing them on her is enough to fill you with desire, especially after you’ve been in chastity for two weeks.
“Are you hoping I wore them to get you all turned on before I pull them down, unlock your cock, and let you plunge your cock into my wet pussy?” she asked.
“Yes,” you said as you felt that beautiful ache begin to build between your legs. Your cock was trying to get hard in chastity. Trying and failing.
“Are you hoping that’s what I’ll do because sometimes I let you fuck me?” she asked. “Because sometimes I let you out of your cage and I let you slide into my pussy to feel the pleasure that you miss so badly?”
“Yes,” you said. “I’m hoping you’ll do that because it’s been two weeks and I feel like I’m losing my mind a little bit.”
She got up on her knees, spun around, and grabbed your cock. She ran her fingers through the bars, offering your flesh the pleasure of her touch. She gave you a long, sensual, tender kiss. Her tongue danced with yours. You moaned into her mouth.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “But there will be no pussy for you tonight. I decided I’d rather have my bull’s cock inside me.”
“Please,” you said softly. “Please, I don’t have to cum inside you. Just let me feel your pussy. Or even just let me masturbate. Please.”
“No, honey,” she said. “You don’t get to make that decision. I hold your key and I get to decide. I’ve decided that you’re not coming out of your cage. I’ve decided that my bull is going to fuck me and you’re going to watch. If you can’t be a good cuckold and do as you’re told I’m going to keep you in the cage for longer.”
You felt the kind of anguish and desire you’d become so accustomed to since your wife began cuckolding you.
“Okay,” you said. “You’re right. I’m sorry. It’s your decision. I’ll watch. I’ll be good. I’ll do anything you want.”
She kissed you again and again you felt the ache between your legs.
“Good boy,” she said. “He’ll be here soon.”
Lucky you.
Comments
Michael Fiorelli
I feel like this one was written for me. I love the leather and that he begs just to be allowed to masturbate.
