In the converted warehouse building that their apartment was in, and was their home for the past 6 years as husband and wife, Lucy sat poised at the edge of the sofa a glass of wine in hand. Richard, her husband, was on his knees before her, naked and chastened. The steel chastity cage around his cock was a gleaming testament to her control. She had introduced it weeks ago, under the guise of revitalizing their marriage. "You remember our arrangement, Richard," Lucy said, her voice a husky purr. She swirled the wine in her glass, "Good little boys get treats. Bad boys get... well, you've seen the menu." She had him in her clutches as tightly as the metal that encircled his cock. Richard rubbed the back of his neck, a nervous tic she had tried to break him of. She watched him closely in the rays of semi-noon sunlight peaking through the large window. He gulped his breath in an almost comical manner as he tried to responsd. "You know," Lucy continued, circling him like a vulture, "I've been considering adding something new to our dynamic. I thought about inviting someone over. Someone who can appreciate our sort of modern marriage, Richard's eyes widened, but he said nothing. She had trained him well. Lucy knelt down, grasping his chin to make him look her in the eye. "I want you to take the next step and allow me the chance to have the satisfaction that you aren’t able to give me at the moment, chastity has made you such a wonderful husband in many ways, but it’s also left me feeling that I am missing out on something, you have the submissive fantasies that you needed, but I miss out on sex, because you don’t last long enough to make me cum, when I last allowed you inside my pussy, I don’t want to cheat, and we’ve both been turned on by our cuckold talk during sex, so I think it’s time to take the next step and start to satisfy me just like I’ve made your fantasy a reality, And if you do well, maybe, just maybe, I'll let you cum. Of course, you know how much I enjoy teasing you. Can you handle that, Richard?" She caressed his lips with her thumb, then trailed it down to his neck, then to his torso, then to the steel cage. She watched his eyes dilate as she traced the contours of it. "Your choice, pet. Be a good boy, or be a bad one." She let go of him, even though instinct was to grip his neck and force him to her soaking wet pussy. She'd done that a dozen times before, but it was time for something new. She stared him down as he struggled to his feet, his cock throbbing in its prison. She knew he wanted this. She knew what every inch of his body craved more than anything else. She knew he was her willing submissive and she took immense pleasure in leading him further into wherever inspiration took her.
Lucy leaned in, her breath hot on Richard's ear. "I have a new game for us, my pet. Tonight, we're going out. You're taking me on a date. We're going to that club, the one we used to go to when we first started dating. You remember, don't you?" Richard nodded, his eyes wide with a mix of anticipation and dread. "Good. I want you to go in first. I'll join you in fifteen minutes. We'll pretend to be strangers. You try to chat me up. I’ll let you buy me a drink, I’ll lead you on, because I know exactly how to push those buttons that have made you my subby obedient little hubby, then I will tell you that I want you to approach the guy I’d like to dance with Tell him your wife wants to dance, but you can't because of your knee." Richard's brow furrowed, but he didn't question her. He knew better. Lucy smiled, running a finger down his chest. "And then, my dear, you're going to watch. Watch as I dance with him, as I seduce him right in front of you, while you wait at the table watching our drinks”
This is my second attempt at telling this story and blending the mostly factual information with the added fantasy bits. I hope you enjoy x |
