Teaching Him to Love Small Penis Humiliation - Part 9 (Patreon)

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“You look perfect,” Leo said as he admired his bride.

Samantha smiled and slipped the keycard into the slot on the hotel door. The light turned green and she pulled down on the handle and the beautiful suite she’d booked for the night came into view.

“Come,” Samantha said as she took Leo’s hand and led him into the room. 

He knew there was little chance he’d get to carry her across the threshold, but it still felt a little humiliating that she was symbolically doing that to him. It was purposeful, though. He knew that. He wasn’t going to be a traditional husband. He was going to be Samantha’s dutiful, submissive husband. He was going to be her cuckold. He was going to dedicate himself to making her life better, and in doing so he was going to live his best life.

Samantha headed towards the dresser, where a bottle of champagne rested on ice. She released Leo’s hand and swiftly opened the bottle, popping the cork as Leo watched. Samantha poured two glasses and handed one to Leo.

“To a long, happy marriage,” she said.

Samantha sipped her champagne and Leo lifted the glass to his lips to do the same. She stopped him before he could, though. Her eyes lit up with desire and Leo lowered his glass.

“On your knees,” Samantha said as she took the glass from Leo and placed it on the dresser with hers.

Leo fell to his knees and Samantha sat on the edge of the king size bed and pulled up the voluminous layers of her dress, revealing a delicate pair of white lace panties.

“Take my panties off,” she said.

Leo crawled between his bride’s legs and pulled her panties off, exposing her beautiful pussy.

“Pass me your glass of champagne,” Samantha said with a smile.

Leo reached up and grabbed the glass from the dresser to hand it to his wife.

“Now put your tongue in my pussy and open your mouth,” she said.

Leo moved between her legs and pushed his tongue in her warm, wet pussy. He opened his mouth and looked up at his wife as she smiled.

Samantha poured the champagne over the exposed part of her stomach and it rushed towards her pussy as Leo watched. Much of the sweet, bubble liquid hit his tongue while the rest ran down her legs and onto the hotel room’s carpet.

“Champagne pussy,” Samantha said with a laugh. “Doesn’t that feel right, Leo? Doesn’t your wife have a luxurious, perfect pussy? Wouldn’t it be expensive if you were to pay for it?”

Leo quickly swallowed the champagne in his mouth and nodded at Samantha before pushing his tongue back in her pussy.

“That’s right, sweetie. Keep your tongue inside me. Keep it inside me until I tell you otherwise,” Samantha said before pouring more champagne down her taut stomach and into Leo’s mouth. “Go ahead and swallow. Swallow that champagne pussy juice.”

Leo swallowed the champagne as his bride lifted the glass to her lips and swallowed the rest. She reached down, grabbed a handful of his hair, and said, “Now worship your wife’s pussy.”

Samantha moaned as Leo put his tongue to work in pleasuring the woman he’d married. In saying “I do,” he’d accepted his place as her submissive. He’d accepted that he would spend most of his marriage working to meet her needs and that his would be tended to at her leisure, and sometimes not at all. It had taken a while, but over the course of their relationship Leo had learned that he found great satisfaction in that arrangement.

“You won’t be fucking me tonight,” Samantha said. “As you probably knew. It might be months or years before you get to feel your wife’s pussy around your worthless little cock.”

Leo licked Samantha’s clit furiously as she humiliated his cock. He knew she found it arousing to degrade the size of his dick and that she was almost certainly working towards an orgasm.

“I know you were probably hoping I’d at least let you put it inside me,” Samantha said. “Even if you knew it wasn’t realistic, you probably held out some sort of hope that you’d get a chance to feel your wife’s perfect, wet, hot pussy on your wedding night. I hope you’re not too sad.”

Samantha pulled back on Leo’s hair and leaned forward to look down at him.

“Does it make you sad that your worthless little cock is going to stay locked up in its chastity cage on your wedding night?” Samantha asked.

“Yes,” Leo said. “And no.”

“Yes and no?” Samantha asked.

“Of course I want to fuck you,” he said. “Of course I want to feel my wife’s pussy on our wedding night. Of course I want that. Any man would. I also know that I’m happier when I devote myself to your pleasure. I know that having my cock inside you brings you no pleasure. I know that insisting on fucking you would be selfish. I don’t want to be selfish, Samantha. I want to be a good husband for you. I want to be the best husband imaginable.”

Samantha leaned down and kissed him. It was the kind of deep, sensual kiss that thrilled him beyond words and his cock ached in its cage as her tongue worked its way into his mouth. A knock on the door interrupted the kiss, pulling Leo from his lust-driven revelry.

“That will be James. Please let him in,” Samantha said.

“James?” Leo asked.

“Every bride deserves to be fucked on her wedding night, Leo,” she said. “You didn’t think I was going to settle for having you lick my pussy all night long, did you?”

Leo had hoped that would be the case. He knew it wasn’t realistic to expect that Samantha would let him fuck her, but he hadn’t wanted to consider that she might have her current lover do it.

“Oh, Leo, sweetie,” Samantha said. “That’s adorable. It really is. Your tongue is wonderful and you do make me cum when you worship my pussy, but I need to get fucked. I need a nice big cock inside me. I need more than a lovely little tongue massage can give me. I need to get pounded on my wedding night. I need to have a great orgasm and your tongue can’t give me that.”

James knocked on the door once more, pulling Leo from the deep sense of humiliation that encircled him.

“Get the door, Leo,” Samantha said. “Get over your disappointment and welcome James to our honeymoon suite.”

Leo stood up and did as he was told. He opened the door, stood aside, and watched a tall, handsome black man walk right past him, offering only a nod.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” Samantha said as James leaned down to kiss her.

Leo took a few steps towards the bed and stopped as he watched his wife and her lover indulge in their obvious passion for each other.

Samantha reached down and unzipped James’s pants. She reached inside and freed his cock, which was so much bigger than Leo’s that he couldn’t hold on to the sense of annoyance that coursed through him. Of course Samantha wanted to fuck James on her wedding night. Of course she wanted that cock inside her.

“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” Samantha said as she stroked her lover’s big cock.

James smiled. “Oh yeah? You’ve been thinking about my cock? What about him?”

Samantha looked over at Leo and laughed. “Leo, sweetie, why don’t you take your clothes off. Show James why I haven’t been thinking about your cock.”

Leo stripped out of his tuxedo as James and his bride watched. He exposed his slender, rather unimpressive upper body and then pulled down his pants and underwear to reveal his small cock locked in its cage.

James unleashed what seemed like an involuntary laugh as Samantha said, “Now do you understand why I haven’t been dreaming of my husband’s cock all day, why it’s your cock I’ve been fantasizing about? Do you understand why you get to be the first man to fuck my married pussy?”

James turned to Samantha and said, “I do,” before they shared a deep kiss.

“Good. Now put that cock inside me,” Samantha said as she scooted back in the bed, pulled up the bottom of her beautiful white dress, and exposed her pussy to the man she’d chosen to fuck her on her wedding night.

James quickly stripped and moved into the bed as Samantha reached down to guide him inside her body. She unleashed a loud moan as the other man filled her pussy. She wrapped her arms around his muscular back and said, “Fuck me, James. Fuck me.”

James did as requested, giving Samantha a good fucking while Leo watched. As much as he wanted to be annoyed or angry or to storm out from the sheer humiliation of watching someone else fuck his wife, all Leo could feel was arousal. There was something overwhelmingly sexy about watching James slide his big black cock into Samantha’s pussy on their wedding night.

Leo wasn’t sure if Samantha had stayed in her wedding dress on purpose, but it made the whole scene sexier. She was still wearing the symbol of their union – the traditional white wedding dress – and yet she was fucking someone else just a few hours after they’d given their vows. All of it made his cock ache in its cage.

“How does it feel, Leo?” Samantha asked as she turned to him. “How does it feel to watch another man fuck your wife’s pussy?”

“It feels good,” Leo said. “It does. I know it’s crazy, but I’m so turned on right now.”

Samantha’s laughter mixed with the sound of James’s cock filling her soaking wet pussy.

“That’s good, sweetie, because our sex life is going to include a lot of you watching other men fuck me. You’re married to me, but my pussy isn’t yours to enjoy. It’s mine to give to whomever I please, and I don’t want to give it to you. You don’t deserve it. Your worthless little dick can’t please me so it doesn’t get to be inside me. You will never, ever deserve the pleasure of my pussy, not when there are men like James to fuck me,” Samantha said.

Humiliation and desire rushed through Leo’s body. He felt weak in the knees and a little lightheaded.

“Come here,” Samantha said as she held out her hand. “Come closer. Get on your knees by the bed. Take my hand.”

Leo walked to the edge of the bed and fell to his knees. He reached up and took Samantha’s hand in his.

As their fingers entwined Samantha and James shared a beautiful kiss. Leo watched their tongues dance as their bodies melded. He listened to them both moan as they fucked in front of him. He listened to the sounds of the wedding night sex he was supposed to be having and had been denied because his cock was too small to even approach satisfying his wife.

“Do you want him to cum inside me, Leo?” Samantha asked. “Do you want another man to cum in your wife’s pussy on our wedding night?”

Leo nodded. He could see the excitement in her eyes. He knew she wanted it, which meant he wanted it.

“You’re going to be such a good husband,” she said.

Samantha released Leo’s hand and kissed James again. Her fingers moved over his dark skin and she grabbed his ass.

“Cum inside me,” she said. “Be the first man to cum in my married pussy. Cum in my married pussy while my husband watches.”

James smiled and they kissed as he fucked her harder. The vigorous pounding elicited loud moans from Samantha and it was clear to Leo that his wife was about to cum with someone else’s cock inside her.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she said. “Cum inside me. Give me your load. Cum inside me!”

Samantha climaxed a moment later. Leo watched in utter fascination as she closed her eyes, rolled her head back, and screamed in pleasure.

He’d been holding out hope that he’d be the first man to make her cum on their wedding night and it was humiliating to know that he wouldn’t be granted that pleasure. She was telling him that he wasn’t worthy of it and it hurt, even while he felt an intense kind of desire.

James climaxed moments after Samantha’s orgasm ripped through her. As his cum flooded her pussy he grunted and groaned. Samantha wrapped her arms around him and Leo witnessed it all from his knees. He knew it was likely symbolic of what their marriage would be, of what he could expect from his sex life going forward.

“Thank you,” Samantha said afterwards.

“It was my pleasure,” James said.

They shared a long, slow, tender kiss as his cock remained inside her.

“Don’t pull out yet,” Samantha whispered. “I love the way you feel inside me.”

James smiled and kissed Samantha’s neck as she turned to Leo.

“You won’t be cumming tonight, sweetie,” she said. “I know it’s our wedding night, but I think it’s important that you remain in your chastity device. I think it’s important that you not be allowed the pleasure a typical husband enjoys on his wedding night. I’ll make you cum tomorrow, but tonight is going to be all about my pleasure. Do you understand?”

Leo nodded and said, “I do.”

Samantha smiled and reached out to take his hand in hers. “You’re going to be a wonderful husband, Leo. I know this seems a little crazy to say at the moment, but you’re the man of my dreams and I promise I’ll be the wife you need.”

Leo smiled. He liked the implication that he didn’t really know what he needed, that Samantha was the one that understood what kind of man he was. He knew she was right, too.

“I love you,” Leo said, knowing full well it was an odd thing to say with another man’s cock still deep inside his wife.

“I love you too,” Samantha replied.

Leo kissed her hand and watched his wife smile.

“I’d like you to leave us now,” she said. “James and I are going to spend a little time alone before he leaves. You’ll hear us having sex but I’d like you to stay in the other room of this beautiful suite while you do. You’re welcome to watch TV or use your phone. You’re also welcome to listen as another man makes love to your wife.”

Leo kissed her hand again and stood to leave the room. He made his way to the couch, sat down, and closed his eyes. He was going to listen as his wife and her lover had sex on his wedding night. He was going to let the arousal and humiliation course through him. He was going to embrace what his life was going to be now that he was a married man.

The End