Under His Wife's Control - Part 1 (Patreon)

"Do you remember what it feels like?" Scarlett asked as she gently caressed Nate's smooth testicles.

He moaned as his cock fruitlessly attempted to grow in the tight confines of its cage and asked, "What do you mean?"

She smiled, inched closer to him, pressing the delicate satin of her camisole against his torso. Her lips approached his neck and Nate moaned once more as he pulled against the cuffs that bound his wrists to the bed frame. "My pussy, Nate. Do you remember what pussy feels like?"

Under normal circumstances, the answer would come easily, but Nate didn't live under normal circumstances. He lived in a female led marriage. He lived under the rule of his wife. He lived as her submissive cuckold husband. Nate had chosen the life he was living. He'd encouraged Scarlett to explore her dominant side, in fact, and had happily gone along with the changes she'd implemented in the course of that exploration.

Now, though, Nate had gone more than a year without sex. A year without penetrating his wife's pussy. A year without the pleasure most married men get to experience with some regularity.

"I think I do," he answered. "It's been so long, though. I can't...I guess I can't say that I remember exactly how it feels. Warm. Wet. Wonderful. Perfect in every way, really."

"Mmm, it is perfect, isn't it?" Scarlett asked softly before kissing his neck in the most erotic manner imaginable, leading to yet another surge of desire between Nate's legs and bringing about that all-too-familiar ache that accompanied his cock's attempt to grow in its tight cage.

"It is. Your pussy is perfect," Nate agreed as a sense of desperation crept over him.

Scarlett straddled Nate and he noted her nipples poking through the thin satin of her camisole. Again he pulled against the cuffs as desire drove him to try and caress his wife's body. He wasn't free to do as he desired, though. He was under her control, just as he'd been since she first locked him in chastity.

She rubbed her panty-clad pussy over his caged cock, smiled, and said, "You're not the only man that thinks so."

Scarlett rested her hands on Nate's bare chest, gently dug her fingernails into his skin, and slowly rolled her head towards the ceiling as she rocked her hips like they were having sex. She moaned like she was getting fucked, too, though Nate couldn't help but note that she was moaning in the way she did for Alex, her bull.

"Alex has always been clear that he thinks my pussy is divine," Scarlett said as she looked down at Nate. "He says my pussy makes him cum harder than any other, that he can feel my tight wetness wrapped around his glorious cock when he closes his eyes, that he can get off just thinking about me."

She rode Nate faster, closing her eyes once more and unleashing another loud moan. He fought against the cuffs and was rewarded with a sharp pain in his wrists.

"Do you remember how good my pussy feels, Nate?" Scarlett asked.

"I'm starting to forget," he answered.

She moaned like the notion turned her on. Her eyes opened once more and Scarlett leaned down until her lips hovered achingly close to his. She kissed him. It was soft and seductive at first, but then she moaned and offered her tongue. Nate met her moan and welcomed her into his mouth. Their tongues engaged in a hugely erotic dance that made his dick throb while Scarlett's fingers moved up his arms and grasped his wrists alongside the cool metal of the cuffs.

"Do you want my pussy?" she whispered.

"Yes, more than anything," he answered.

Scarlett kissed his neck, too his earlobe between her teeth, and bit down just hard enough to make him wince. "More than anything? Even more than watching me ride Alex's cock? Even more than watching my tight, wet pussy milk his perfect dick? Even more than watching his shaft pulse and his balls dance as he cums inside me? Even more than putting your tongue inside me to claim a cuckold's reward? Even more than cleaning a superior man's cum from my messy cunt while that little dick of yours throbs painfully in its cage?"

Nate's cock strained in its cage to such a degree that the pain very nearly overwhelmed him. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried his best not to think about just how arousing he found every bit of what Scarlett had said.

When the worst of the pain had passed he opened his eyes and said, "I don't know if I'd enjoy your pussy more than all of that."

Scarlett shifted her hips forward until she sat astride his chest. She reached down and deftly pulled her panties aside, offering him a marvelous view of her pussy. Her labia were enflamed and she'd shaved away every bit of hair with the exception of a small strip above her clit. Her pussy looked beyond perfect.

"How long do you think you'd last if I let you inside me?" she asked. "Five strokes? Ten strokes? Twenty? How long before you spilled your seed inside my perfect pussy?"

"I...I don't know...it's been so long...and your pussy is so...I think it would be quick," Nate admitted.

Scarlett pushed three fingers into her pussy and slowly fucked herself. The sounds of penetration filled Nate's ears and he couldn't help but think of watching his wife and her bull fuck. It always sounded so wet when they had sex, no matter the position, because Scarlett's pussy was always soaked for her bull.

"You know it would be quick," she corrected him. "You know you wouldn't last more than ten strokes. You know you might cum in just one or two strokes. You know it would be over in the blink of an eye."

She fingered her pussy with even greater vigor and Nate felt a deep urge to taste her. "Please, Scarlett, sit on my face. Let me taste you. Let me make you cum."

Scarlett pulled her fingers from her slippery cunt and shoved them in his mouth. Nate sucked as he fought off his gag reflex and she pushed her hips back until her panty-clad pussy hovered over his crotch, leaned down, and kissed his neck softly while her fingers continued to penetrate his mouth, pushing all the way to the back of his throat over and over.

"You're getting better at taming your gag reflex," she said. "So much better. I'm so proud of you, Nate."

Scarlett pulled her fingers from his mouth and wiped the saliva on his cheeks. She kissed him once more, this time pushing her tongue remarkably deep in his mouth, so much so that it felt very much like she was fucking him with it.

Nate pulled against the handcuffs, though not because he desperately craved escape. All he really wanted was to touch his wife. To run his hands down her back. To grab her ass. To roll her onto her back, spread her legs, and plunge his tongue into her pussy before working her clit and bringing her to a body shaking orgasm. He was denied all of that, though, for he lived under his wife's control.

Scarlett sat up, dug her fingernails into his chest, and gently dragged them down his stomach as she slid back. She left a trail of red marks along with a bit of pain and then rested her hands on his upper thighs and sank to her stomach between his legs.

"You're dripping so much precum," she said before her lips curled into a smile. "It must be so difficult to be locked up in this little cage. To be unable to get an erection unless your wife decides to set you free. To be unable to fuck me the woman you're married to, the woman you love, the woman you've dedicated yourself to in a way most men are incapable of doing."

"I do love you. I love you more than anything, Scarlett, and I only want to make you happy," Nate said.

Scarlett smiled and then extended her tongue to lick the precum from the tip of his caged cock. Nate felt the slightest hint of warmth and wetness against the little bit of flesh that had escaped from the chastity device and it sent a shiver of pleasure through his body, making him groan from both the delight and agony of it.

"I know you want to make me happy," she replied before gently kissing one of his smooth testicles. "I know you want to be a good husband. I know you want to be a good cuckold."

Scarlett looked up at him, smiled, and then parted her lips and took his balls into her mouth. In an instant his smooth flesh was engulfed in warmth and wetness and when she moaned the gentle vibrations resonated throughout his pelvis, resulting in shockwaves of pleasure that made Nate's cock throb once more in the cage.

"That's why I keep you locked in a cage," she said. "That's why I deny you the orgasms you crave. That's why I deny you my pussy. It makes you a better husband and a better cuckold. It makes you desperately horny, and a desperately horny submissive cuckold is willing to do just about anything to serve his wife's desires."

Scarlett took his saliva-soaked balls in her hand and gently massaged them as she planted soft kisses all over his caged cock, moaning while she did so and offering Nate a very particular and surprisingly thrilling kind of affection.

"After all, you wouldn't have been willing to suck cock if you weren't so desperate to be released from your cage," she continued. "You wouldn't have been willing to offer Alex your mouth, to fluff him for me, to try and deepthroat him for my pleasure if you hadn't been denied an orgasm for more than a month."

She was right. Nate knew she was right. He hadn't really enjoyed giving a blowjob the first time he did it, but he hadn't put up much of a fight because he'd been out of his mind with desire and Scarlett had spend so much time teasing him in the days leading up to his first time. The fact that she'd masturbated to a loud, beautiful orgasm while he was sucking cock had made the whole thing easier, too, as it helped Nate tap into his submissive side and offer his mouth to a man in the name of giving his wife pleasure.

"Alex is coming over tonight," she said. "He's coming over to satisfy me. To enjoy my pussy. To fuck me as many times as I can handle. To cum inside me as many times as he can."

Scarlett took Nate's balls in her mouth and sucked slowly and gently. She moaned and swirled her tongue around his wrinkled flesh and he moaned at how good it felt and at how much his cock ached in its endless attempts to grow erect.

"I could let you fuck me before he came over," she continued. "You'd have to wear a condom, but I could do it. I could get you nice and hard, put a condom on your cock, and let you enjoy my pussy for a few thrusts before you cum. Then I'd feed you your load, lock you back in your cage, and put you to work once Alex got here. You'd worship my pussy, fluff his cock, put him inside me, and wait on your knees at the foot of the bed while we have sex. You'd do exactly as you're told, just as you always do, but you'd do it with less enthusiasm because you'd just cum."

She was right. She was absolutely right. Though Nate was always willing to serve, there was no question he did so with far greater vigor when he was desperately horny.

"You'd enjoy it less too, wouldn't you?" Scarlett asked.

"Yes," he admitted.

She took his caged cock in her mouth and sucked while swirling her tongue around it. Arousal surged through Nate's body as he experienced something akin to a blowjob, even if it lasted for just a few seconds.

"When you're locked and desperate, you enjoy sucking Alex's cock, don't you?" she asked.

Nate shook his head.

"You do, though," Scarlett said. "I can see it in your eyes when you get on your knees for him, when you take his beautiful dick in your mouth, when you look up at him while you're fellating him. I can see the arousal there. I can see that you're turned on, that you like showing Alex and me that you know your place, that you're an eager, willing cuckold."

Nate couldn't bring himself to admit that she was right. He just couldn't.

Scarlett smiled, kissed the tip of his cock, and then straddled his crotch and pulled her panties aside once more. She took Nate's caged cock in her hand and guided the tip to her pussy lips. She offered just a hint of the pleasure of being inside her, taking no more than a fraction of an inch of his small, soft dick in her pussy and lifting her hips a moment later.

"I know you enjoy sucking his cock because you enjoy how submissive it makes you feel," she said. "I know you enjoy placing his cock inside me because it makes you feel submissive. I know you enjoy licking my asshole and sucking on his balls while I ride him because it makes you feel submissive. I know you enjoy cleaning his cum out of me because it makes you feel submissive. You don't have to admit it, Nate, because I know you."

She took the very tip of his caged cock inside her for a split second and Nate moaned the moment it happened. He moaned from the blissful sense of pleasure and the incredible heat and wetness he felt.

"Now tell me, Nate, do you want me to set you free? Do you want me to unlock you, get you nice and hard, and then wrap your dick in a condom for a few seconds of sex before you spill your load like a cuck would?" she asked. "Do you want that, or would you rather remain locked and desperately horny so you can serve Alex and me like a good cuckold should?"

Nate wanted to fuck his wife. He did. He wanted to fuck her. He wanted to feel her pussy. He wanted to cum. He wanted it desperately.

What he wanted even more than that, though, was to serve her and to serve her well. Which is why there was only one answer to her question. "I want to remain locked," he said. "I want to stay locked and I want to serve you and Alex."

The smile on Scarlett's face made Nate's decision worth it, for she wore a look of undeniable joy, joy that he was responsible for.

"And will you enjoy serving us, Nate?" she asked. "Will you enjoy everything that goes with serving me and my bull?"

She still had that smile on her face and Nate couldn't bear to make it go away. "Yes, I'll enjoy all of it."

It wasn't entirely accurate. He didn't actually enjoy having a dick in his mouth. Not in every sense, at least. Nate did find a certain kind of pleasure in it, though. It was just so hard to admit that he actually found pleasure in sucking cock. It wasn't something he'd ever wanted or fantasized about, even when he'd pushed hard for Scarlett to explore her dominant side. It was something he'd come to find some kind of pleasure in, though.

Scarlett pulled her panties back over her pussy, leaned down, and offered a soft, seductive kiss. Her tongue moved slowly in Nate's mouth as she ran her hands over his body, playing with his chastised cock and moving to his neck to shower it in lusty kisses.

"I want you to ask Alex for permission to suck his cock tonight," she whispered. "I want you to get on your knees, look up at him, and tell him that you're desperate to worship his cock like a cuckold should."

Nate felt an instinctive resistance to the idea of asking for permission to worship another man's cock. He felt an intense kind of lust, too, one fueled by a sense of submission and that ever present kind of humiliation that came with being a submissive cuckold to a dominant wife.

"I'll ask for permission," he said. "I'll ask to worship his cock. I'll tell him I'm desperate to show that I can be a good cuckold. I will. I promise I will, Scarlett. I just want to be good for you."

She rewarded him by dragging her hips forward until her pussy was above his face. She pulled her panties aside and sat down on his mouth, granting Nate the pleasure of tasting her. He plunged his tongue inside Scarlett's slippery cunt as she moaned.

"I knew you'd be a good cuckold," she said. "I knew you'd submit. I knew you'd do what I wanted, Nate. You always do."

She was right, and despite the discomfort that sometimes came with it, Nate would always submit to his wife's desires.