My Bull Says - Part 11 (Patreon)

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“What do you think?” Jessica asked as she stepped out of the dressing room in a short, flirty, floral sundress and spun around.

Joel’s cock stirred to life in his cage, signaling that his body found the dress exceptionally sexy. “You look amazing,” he said.

“Is it more cute or sexy?” she asked.

“It’s both, honestly,” Joel said. “You look irresistible in it.”

Jessica smiled and stepped closer. She leaned down and Joel enjoyed an eyeful of her cleavage before Jessica offered a soft kiss. “Do you think Grant will like it?”

Since they were shopping specifically for something Jessica could wear for Grant, that was the question that really mattered. As disappointing as it was to know that his wife wasn’t particularly interested in buying something to wear for him, Joel understood. Jessica wanted to look good for her bull.

“He’d be a madman not to like it,” Joel answered. “It’s short, it’s sexy, and the colors look great on you.”

Jessica stood up, smiled, and spun around. She flipped up the back of the dress on her way to the dressing room and Joel smiled at the sight of his wife’s bare ass. Again his cock surged in the chastity cage. He’d been locked for almost two weeks so it didn’t take much to generate excitement between his legs.

When Jessica emerged from the dressing room again she hadn’t changed. “I’m going to wear it home,” she said before handing Joel the tag. “Let’s go pay.”

It was a small thing, but knowing that he was buying his wife a dress to wear for another man always thrilled Joel. The girl behind the counter didn’t know that he was making it a little easier for Jessica to cuckold him by purchasing something sexy for her to wear, but Joel knew and it triggered that part of him that had come to crave humiliation.

Jessica held his hand as they made their way through the parking garage and she smiled when Joel walked to the passenger side to open the door for her.

“You’re such a gentleman,” she said.

“I try to be,” he replied.

In lieu of getting in the car Jessica shut the door, leaned against it, and pulled Joel close. She kissed him with surprising vigor and for a moment the rest of the world disappeared as Joel welcomed his wife’s tongue into his mouth.

“Play with my pussy,” she whispered between kisses.

Joel reached under Jessica’s new sundress and slipped his fingers between the folds of her wet pussy. He played just as his wife requested and she moaned into his mouth. Her hands moved eagerly through his hair and down his back and if Joel hadn’t been locked in chastity he would have been certain he was going to get lucky right there in the parking lot. Perhaps Jessica was feeling particularly generous and had plans to unlock him for a bit of public play. More likely, she was just teasing him.

“I’m so turned on,” Jessica said as Joel worked her clit with one finger and her pussy with two others.

“I know,” he replied. “I can feel it.”

Jessica closed her eyes and bit her lower lip as she leaned against the car. She seemed to be suppressing the loud, lusty sounds of pleasure that usually escaped her lips when she was particularly turned on.

“Let’s get in the backseat,” she said a moment later.

Jessica pushed away from the car, yanked the backseat open, and gestured for Joel to get in. He looked around to make sure no one was nearby and then did as his wife desired.

“Take your pants off,” she said.

It seemed like an insane request, but Joel was too worked up to do anything but comply. He swiftly took his pants off and left them on the floor. His cock surged in the chastity device and he felt the beautiful ache of desire spread through him.

Jessica climbed into the backseat, straddled him, and shut the door forcefully. They kissed again as she ground her hips over his crotch. If he was hard he almost certainly would have been inside his wife already.

“How long have you been locked up?” Jessica asked.

“Two weeks,” Joel replied. He tried not to betray his sense of hopefulness, but he couldn’t help it. He wanted Jessica to set him free. He wanted to orgasm. The idea of doing so in a parking lot seemed even hotter.

Jessica smiled and caressed his face. “You know, it makes me happy that you’re willing to suffer through chastity for me. It makes me happy that you’re always willing to put my needs first.”

She kissed him again. This time it was slow and passionate and Joel was absolutely convinced that she was about to reward him with a release from chastity followed by sex in the backseat of their car. It was all he could think about as Jessica’s tongue worked in and out of his mouth. He imagined how good it would feel to slide into the warm, wet confines of her pussy. He imagined playing with her ass and grasping her breasts through the sundress. He imagined flood his wife’s body with the massive build-up of cum that two weeks in chastity created.

“I hope Grant’s feeling generous the next time I see him,” Jessica said. “Otherwise it might be a long time before you get out of your cage.”

“What do you mean?” Joel asked.

“Honey, my bull says he should hold the keys to your chastity cage. He says you should have to beg him for release and that he should decide when you get to orgasm,” Jessica informed him.

“What?” Joel replied. “Grant has the key? When did this happen?”

Jessica smiled and took Joel’s head in her hands as she continued to grind in his lap. “Two weeks ago. After your last orgasm,” she said. “Grant asked me if I’d be willing to give him control of your orgasms. He didn’t have to convince me, to be honest. I happily gave him the key. I like the idea of you having to do as he desires to earn your release.”

Joel wanted to scream. He knew the decision had been made and there was nothing he could do about it, but he still wanted to scream. It felt overwhelmingly humiliating to know that his orgasms were now controlled by another man. Somehow it was so much worse than having Jessica dole them out sparingly.

“Please,” was all Joel could say.

“I know it’s hard, sweetie,” Jessica said. “I do. I know it’s difficult to surrender control of something so precious to another man, but it’s done. Grant is in control of your orgasms now. I suggest you do as you’re told. That’s the best way to ensure that he lets you out every once in a while. You can do that, can’t you? You like doing as you’re told, don’t you?”

Joel nodded. It felt humiliating to admit, but there was no denying that he liked doing as he was told. He liked the pleasurable sensations that resulted from his submission.

“Will you make me cum?” Jessica asked.

“I will,” Joel replied.

She smiled, climbed off his lap, and sat against the door with her legs spread. Her pussy lips looked slippery and enflamed and Joel couldn’t help but offer his tongue. He liked doing as he was told, after all.

“How does it feel to know that you have no control over your cock?” Grant asked.

“It’s humiliating,” Joel replied.

Jessica smiled at her husband as she gently massaged the growing bulge between her bull’s legs. Joel watched from his knees and without a stitch of clothing on his body. His chastity sentence had reached three weeks and his cock ached at the sight of his wife offering another man even a mild form of pleasure.

“A good submissive cuckold happily surrenders control,” Grant said. “He understands that his truest, deepest pleasure is found in serving the needs of others. Are you a good submissive cuckold, Joel?”

“I am,” Joel replied.

Grant smiled and gestured to Jessica. She unzipped his pants and moved her fingers away.

“Would you like to earn your release, Joel?” Grant asked.

“I would,” he replied.

Grant smiled. “Are you a cocksucker, Joel?”

The word made Joel wince and his instinct was to remain silent. It wasn’t a question he wanted to answer, even if everyone in the room knew that there was only one way to answer it honestly.

“Go ahead, sweetie. Answer him,” Jessica said.

“Yes,” Joel answered in a meek voice.

“Why do you say that, Joel? Why do you say you’re a cocksucker?” Grant asked.

“Because I suck your cock,” Joel replied. He felt like he was bathing in humiliation. What he’d said was entirely true – he routinely sucked Grant’s cock both before and after the bull had sex with Jessica – but it still created an overpowering sense of humiliation.

“Yes, you do,” Grant said. “Why do you suck my cock, Joel?”

“Because it’s my place as a cuckold,” Joel said, as if the answer was right on the tip of his tongue. He didn’t even have to think about. The words just spilled out.

Jessica seemed positively giddy at his responses. Grant noticed and reached over to lift the bottom of her sundress and play with her pussy.

“Do you think your wife sees you the same way she used to, Joel? Do you imagine she still thinks of you as the same kind of man?” Grant asked.

Jessica moaned as her bull’s fingers worked her pussy and Joel couldn’t help but admire the pleasure on his wife’s face.

“No, I don’t,” Joel answered.

“No, she doesn’t,” Grant reiterated. “Of course she doesn’t. No woman thinks of her husband the same way once she sees him suck cock. She can’t. It’s not possible. Once she sees that you’re a submissive, cocksucking cuckold you become someone different in her mind. That’s okay, though. The truth is, she sees you for who you really are. She sees that you were always a submissive, cocksucking cuckold.”

In the same moment Joel wished he could both disappear and masturbate to an orgasm. He was humiliated and hugely aroused. He was completely at the mercy of his wife’s bull, which is where Jessica and Grant likely wanted him to be.

“I want you to experience an orgasm tonight,” Grant said. “Every cuckold deserves to cum once in a while, especially one as well-behaved as you, so I want to give you what you crave.”

“Thank you,” Joel said. Even uttering those two simple words was humiliating. He was thanking another man – the man who was fucking his wife – for the mere opportunity to be released from chastity. It was absurd in so many ways, and yet it was Joel’s reality.

“Jessica, please retrieve the key to your husband’s chastity cage from my pocket,” Grant instructed as he pulled his fingers from between Jessica’s legs.

“With pleasure,” she said before reaching into his pocket and fishing out the little key that would grant Joel his freedom.

“Joel, I want you to beg for the chance to suck my cock,” Grant said. “Beg for the opportunity to give me a blowjob and do it while your wife watches.”

Joel knew he could pass. He could get up and walk away. He wouldn’t come out of his cage – likely for quite some time – but he could do it. He could simply say no. He didn’t want to, though. There was no part of him that wanted to walk away. He was too caught up in the humiliating pleasure of it all.

“Please, Grant, let me suck your cock,” Joel said. “Please let me make you feel good so you can fuck Jessica. Please let me use my mouth to get you hard so you can fuck my wife in the way she deserves.”

Grant turned to Jessica and smiled. “He’s a very good cuckold,” she said.

“He’s been very well-trained by a smart, strong, sexy man,” Jessica replied.

Grant looked back at Joel and said, “You may remove my pants.”

Joel reached up and removed Grant’s pants, freeing his mostly-erect cock.

“Jessica, unlock your husband’s cock and take him in your hand. Offer him pleasure,” Grant instructed.

Joel watched his wife slide off the couch and slip the key into his lock. She freed him with ease and placed the pieces of his chastity device on the coffee table behind her.

“Take him in your hand,” Grant said. “Pleasure him.”

Jessica wrapped her fingers around Joel’s cock and he groaned. A sense of pleasure spread through his loins and increased as he grew erect.

“Suck my cock, Joel,” Grant said.

Joel leaned forward and took Grant’s cock in his mouth. He used his cocksucking experience to bring his wife’s bull to a throbbing erection. He licked and sucked and stroked and Jessica’s hand moved up and down his shaft the entire time.

“He’s so hard,” Jessica said.

“Your husband is a submissive cocksucker, Jessica,” Grant replied. “And submissive cocksuckers find it immensely pleasurable to have a man in their mouths.”

Joel groaned, in part because Jessica’s hand felt fantastically pleasurable and in part because every time Grant called him a ‘cocksucker’ it provided a humiliating sort of thrill.

“Make him cum,” Grant instructed. “Make your cocksucking husband cum.”

Jessica stroked him faster and Joel lifted his head and unleashed a wild moan.

Grant roughly grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled Joel back to his cock. “Don’t stop sucking. Not for a second. You’re a cocksucker and you don’t get to stop until I give you permission.”

“He looks so good with your dick in his mouth,” Jessica said. “He really is a cocksucker.”

Joel’s jaw ached as he felt an intense kind of pleasure build between his legs. He was on the verge of an incredible orgasm. It was moments away. It wasn’t lost on him that he was about to cum with another man’s cock in his mouth. Of course he was. Of course that had been Grant’s plan.

Joel moaned around the big dick stretching his lips and climaxed as Jessica delivered the perfect handjob. She giggled in delight as cum rocketed from the tip of his cock and he kept his lips wrapped tight around Grant’s shaft.

“That’s it,” Grant said. “Just keep me in your mouth. Keep me in your mouth while you spill your rancid little cuckold load all over the floor.”

Joel felt a sense of warmth and relaxation spread through his body as the pleasure of the orgasm dissipated. He would have smiled if his lips weren’t being stretched by Grant’s cock.

“Now keep sucking,” Grant instructed.

Joel hesitated. In the aftermath of his climax the last thing he wanted to do was give a blowjob. Absent the sense of arousal, it was just humiliating.

“Keep sucking or you won’t cum again for a long, long time,” Grant said.

“Don’t disappoint me,” Jessica added. “Show me that you’re a true cuckold.”

“It doesn’t matter if you want to, Joel,” Grant said. “What matters is that you do as you’re told. That’s how you earn more orgasms.”

Joel moved his mouth up and down Grant’s cock. It was decidedly unpleasant to have the thick, slippery shaft in his mouth, but he did as he was told. He wanted to prove to his wife and her bull that he was a good cuckold. He wanted to earn more orgasms.

“As soon as he’s soft enough, lock him back up,” Grant said. “Then I’ll take you to the bedroom and fuck you while he watches.”

Joel knew he wouldn’t enjoy watching nearly as much now that he’d cum. He suspected that was part of the plan too. A cuckold didn’t always get what he wanted, after all. Sometimes, a cuckold had to suffer through something unpleasant to get what he craved. Joel hoped that his arousal returned by the time he was called upon to clean Grant’s cum out of Jessica. If it didn’t, his night would be exceptionally unpleasant.