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“How was your evening, my dear?” your wife asks as she saunters into the bedroom.

You take note of her tousled hair, the obvious runs in her stockings, and the slightly rumpled look of the little black dress that still clings to her body.

“It was everything you wanted it to be,” you say.

You’re naked in bed and your cock is locked in a tight chastity cage. You’re cuffed to the bedposts, leaving your arms spread wide.

“Does that mean you were thinking of me while I was gone?” your beautiful wife asks as she slowly moves towards you.

She knows that’s what you were doing. That’s what you always do when she’s out with her bull. You can’t help but imagine his big cock filling her and the orgasms he gives her.

You’re not usually cuffed to the bed, but you’ve been locked in your chastity cage for two weeks and you’re feeling particularly horny, so your wife wanted extra security for the evening.

“Yes, I was thinking of you. I’m always thinking of you. I can’t think about anything else when you’re gone; when you’re with him,” you say.

Your wife smiles as she looks at the mess your leaking cock has made on the bed. “You’ve been leaking quite a bit, I see,” she says.

A wave of desperate arousal washes over you. “Please, I need to cum so badly,” you beg. You’re shameless about it. You’ve been fantasizing about your wife fucking her bull for hours. Without your phone or the TV to distract you, it’s all you’ve been able to think about. You’ve been in a state of heightened arousal for hours. You need a release.

“Awww, poor cucky,” your wife says as she lifts the hem of her dress and straddles you. You can feel the warmth emanating from her panty-clad pussy as she sits on your locked cock.

She leans forward until her lips are inches from yours. You think you’re going to get the kiss you crave so badly, but it’s still just a tease.

“You know, if your cock wasn’t so small you wouldn’t be locked up. In fact, you’d have been the one fucking me tonight. My pussy would be full of your cum,” your wife says.

She gives you a soft, slow kiss on the lips and then moves to your neck. With each kiss her lips part and her tongue gently caresses your skin. It sends shivers of pleasure down your spine. Your painfully locked cock leaks more precum.

“I know,” you say desperately, acknowledging your lack of size. “I’m sorry.”

Your wife sits up again. You stare at breasts in the tight black dress. You feel more heat emanating from between her legs. “You don’t have to apologize,” she says. “It’s not your fault you were cursed with a small dick.”

She climbs off of the bed and you watch as your wife reaches back and unzips her little black dress. She shimmies out of it in an intoxicating manner. It’s been so long since she let you orgasm that almost anything would arouse you, but few things are sexier than watching your beautiful wife strip from the outfit she wore for another man.

She stands in front of you in a bra and panty set, a garter belt, and black stockings. “Do you like what you see, cuckold?” she asks.

You nod vigorously.

“He liked it too. He liked it when I did a little striptease for him. He liked it when I gave him a lap dance and made his cock throb for me. He liked it when I got on my knees and took his big cock into my mouth,” your wife teases as she climbs into bed again.

She moves between your legs and wraps her lips around your locked cock. You immediately feel the perfect warmth and wetness of her mouth and tongue as she moves up and down on your soft, caged dick.

It’s the most painful blowjob you’ve ever received. The mental anguish of being so close to pleasure and yet being completely denied is nearly overwhelming. There’s also the physical pain of your cock trying desperately to get hard. You groan in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

“If you had a bigger cock you’d deserve a blowjob without this little cage on. But you don’t deserve that, do you?” she asks as her fingers trace over the chastity device.

“No, I don’t,” you admit with obvious pain in your voice.

Again she takes your locked cock into her mouth. Again you groan in a strange form of blissful agony. It hurts, but it hurts so good. If it’s as close as you’re going to get to a blowjob from your wife, you’ll take it.

“You know what you do deserve?” your wife asks as she climbs off the bed again.

This time she reaches into the nightstand and pulls out the key to the handcuffs that have kept you bound for most of the evening.

You let your hands fall to your sides after she frees them. You know better than to do anything but await her command. She’s in control. You both agreed on that a long time ago.

“You deserve to eat my bull’s cum,” she says while directing you to your back. “You deserve to lie under my pussy and have me feed you his load.”

You watch as your wife straddles your face. You get a close up view of the wet spot in her panties. It’s his cum and the juices of her arousal soaking through the satin. You’re moments from eating another man’s cum.

It excites you. It’s not the first time she’s fed you his load. You’ve done it dozens of times. It’s become part of your ritual. She’s made it clear that it’s your place to eat the cum of the man that fucks her like she deserves.

“Beg me for it, cuckold,” your wife demands as she looks down at you.

“Please feed me his cum,” you beg. Your words are laced with lusty desperation. You want it. You used to fight this, but you’ve come to find it hugely arousing. You’ve come to love it. You want to eat his cum out of her. “Please, I want his cum. Please.”

“Good boy,” your wife says. It pleases her immensely when you humiliate yourself like that.

She rewards you by pulling aside her black satin panties and sitting on your face. Immediately your mouth is filled with the cum you crave. It’s still surprisingly thick and the taste is splendidly salty.

“Eat his cum, cuckold,” she says in a soft, sensual voice.

Your cock aches as you swallow her bull’s cum. It slides down your throat with ease. You’ve gotten used to it now. You used to gag on the thickness of it and the overwhelming taste. Now you swallow like a pro. You’ve become quite the cum eater.

More cum flows from your wife’s pussy. It seems that he released quite a large load inside her. She holds still on your face, working her muscles and feeding you. That’s what this is. She’s feeding you his cum. You’re not licking her. She’s not riding your face. She’s simply transferring her bull’s cum from her pussy to your mouth, and eventually your stomach.

She wants to cum though, and you’re going to provide her with that orgasm. Once most of his seed has slipped from her pussy your wife grabs your hair and begins to ride your tongue.

“Eat me, cuckold,” she demands.

You lick her clit as her slick, sloppy pussy moves back and forth over your mouth. You look up and see her perky breasts in the sexy black bra and her head tilted towards the ceiling as she enjoys the work of your eager tongue.

“I’m cumming,” she announces in just a few minutes. “I’m cumming!”

Her legs tighten around your head and tremble as she orgasms on your tongue. She grips your hair tighter and leans forward. More of her bull’s cum leaks out of your wife’s pussy as she climaxes.

Your wife takes a few minutes to recover before pulling her pussy off of your face. You can feel her wetness, like she gave you a facial.

She moves down your body before letting her naked pussy come to rest on your locked cock. She takes you inside her. It’s even better than her mouth. Soon your caged dick is soaked in your wife’s juices and the remnants of her bull’s cum.

Her hips move back and forth. She’s fucking you, in a way. It feels incredible. It’s painful too, as your cock is desperate to get hard. The arousal is overwhelming. It feels like you’re on the edge of orgasm. You might actually cum inside your wife.

That’s when she pulls off of you. She climbs out of bed and smiles.

“You don’t get to cum inside me. Not ever,” she says. “In fact, you don’t get to cum at all tonight.”

As you watch your wife walk into the bathroom it feels like you might cry. You’re desperate in a way words can’t describe. You just want to cum. You hear the shower come on.

A few moments later she appears in the bathroom doorway. She’s naked. She looks perfect.

“Do you want to shower with me?” she asks.

You hop out of bed. Of course you want to shower with her. You know she’s going to tease you more. You know she’s going to drive you crazy. You know she’s not going to let you out of your cage. You know she’s going to deny you the orgasm you want.

You don’t care. You can’t resist her.

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