Emma's Cuck Knows His Place - Part 2 (Patreon)

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Despite having been cuckolded too many times to count, Theo found himself utterly enthralled with the experience, as he always did.

He was on his knees at the foot of the bed while his wife and her bull had missionary sex. He was afforded a beautiful view of another man's cock entering Emma's pussy over and over. He saw her labia cling to Peter's thick shaft when he pulled out and watched them part to welcome his length deep inside her when he thrust forward.

It wasn't just the sight of his cuckolding that proved enthralling, though. It was the sounds. It was the wetness of Emma's pussy as she welcomed her bull's cock repeatedly. It was their moans and groans of pleasure as they fucked. It was the sounds of deep kissing that they indulged in from time to time. It was the occasional bit of dirty talk they offered.

"Your cock is so deep inside me," Emma said.

Peter fucked her deeper and they shared another lingering kiss.

"Your pussy feels so good," Peter replied. "So fucking good, Emma."

Theo listened to his wife moan and watched her bull's cock slide in and out of her. Neither of them acknowledged him, but they wouldn't. Not while fucking in missionary. Not while connecting in that way. They might not acknowledge him at all that evening. His participation in his cuckolding wasn't up to him. It was up to Emma and her bull.

"Peter...baby...I'm close," Emma said.

"Cum on my cock," he replied. "Cum hard for me, Emma."

He fucked her faster, filling her with every inch of his big cock before pulling out and doing it all over again. Her pussy sounded wetter to Theo. Her moans got louder. She ran her hands down his back and grabbed his ass. Theo saw her toes curl in the way they almost always did right before she came.

"Fuck!" she screamed.

Not long after, a chorus of beautiful moans began as Emma came on her bull's cock. Theo wasn't sure how many times he'd seen his wife cum with Peter's cock inside her, but each and every time was a thing of beauty. She moaned in ways Theo had never made her moan, and louder too. There was no question in Theo's mind that Emma's bull made her cum harder than any man ever had.

Peter remained deep inside her after Emma's climax. She ran her hands over his body. They kissed. She whispered to him quietly enough that Theo couldn't hear, though he knew she was confirming her affection for Peter and the pleasure he gave her.

Finally, he pulled out and rolled onto his back next to her. Theo stared at his wife's gaping pussy for a few moments and then glanced at Peter's long, thick, glistening cock.

"Did you enjoy watching, cuck?" Emma asked.

"Yes, I did," Theo replied. "Thank you for letting me watch, for letting me experience your pleasure, Emma."

She smiled and rolled towards Peter to cuddle up with him. She ran her fingers through his chest hair and he turned his head so they could share a wonderfully deep kiss as Emma's hand moved over his stomach and grasped his big balls, caressing them while she welcomed his tongue into her mouth and sucked on it.

"It was astoundingly pleasurable," she said to her bull. "It always is with you, Peter. You have a gift for satisfying me, for using this incredible cock of yours to reach places inside me that no man has ever gone, for fucking me in a way I've always needed to be fucked."

Emma curled her fingers around the base of her bull's thick cock and slowly ran them all the way to the tip before rubbing the underside with her thumb and smiling as Peter moaned.

"Does it make your little dick ache in its cage when you watch Peter fuck me?" Emma asked as she looked towards her husband.

"Yes," Theo admitted.

"And do you get jealous, Theo? Does it drive you insane with jealousy to know that your dick is locked in a cage and unable to get hard while Peter is free to fuck your wife's pussy as many times as he desires tonight?" she asked.

Theo saw his wife's lips curl into a delighted smile and he couldn't help but enjoy that his submission - to chastity, to being cuckolded, to serving his wife and her bull - made her happy.

"Yes, I get jealous," he said. "I want to fuck you, Emma. I want to be inside you. I know I'm not nearly as skilled as Peter, that my cock isn't nearly as big as his, that I don't deserve to fuck you in the way he does, that any time I'm allowed inside you is a gift that I should be deeply grateful for."

"How very true all of that is," Emma replied with a smile. "I'm glad you appreciate the gifts I give you, cuck. All of the gifts I give you."

Theo watched her fingers move up and down Peter's stiff cock as Emma kissed her bull once more. The sounds of their affection and the slow handjob provided Theo with a rather intense kind of arousal along with more than a little jealousy.

He waited until she looked at him once more and said, "I do appreciate all the gifts you give me, including the chance to serve both of you on a night like tonight. To help dress you. To prepare the room. To make drinks for you. To serve your pussy. To serve Peter's cock. I appreciate all of those gifts, Emma."

She smiled warmly. "Because you're a good cuck."

Theo nodded and felt a sense of genuine pride at his wife acknowledging his qualities as a cuckold.

"Would you like the chance to serve right now, cuck?" she asked.

"Yes, please," Theo replied.

"Good. Crawl between Peter's legs. Suck his balls for me," Emma instructed.

Theo felt a surge of lust between his legs that made his cock throb in its cage. He stood and crawled between Peter's legs, which were spread wide to accommodate Theo.

"Before you get on your stomach, I want you to bring your cock closer. I want to compare the two of you," Emma said.

Theo crawled forward and straddled one of Peter's thighs so his caged cock was just a few inches from the bull's stiffness.

Emma moved closer and took Peter's big dick in one hand and Theo's soft, small, chastised dick in the other. She laughed softly, looked at her bull, and said, "He really does seem like so much less of a man when his little locked up dicklet is this close to you."

Peter smiled. "He really does. It's better that way, isn't it? When the cuck is in a cage - when his dick is in its truest state - there really can't be any confusion over who deserves to fuck you. It makes it so much easier for him to accept that his place is to serve and to watch, assuming he's granted the privilege of witnessing his cuckolding."

Theo knew it wasn't his place to say anything in that moment. His wife and her bull were clearly enjoying the act of putting him in his place and the telltale ache between his legs proved that Theo enjoyed the light dose of humiliation as much as they enjoyed doling it out.

"If you were like Peter," Emma began as she looked up at Theo, "we'd probably be enjoying a threesome right now. You could have your way with my pussy. You could slide into me and fuck me to another orgasm while I sucked and stroked his cock. But you're not like him. You're a cuck. Which is why you're going to lay between his legs and suck on his balls while I stroke him." She smiled. "Right now, cuck."

Theo moved back, dropped to his stomach between Peter's legs, and showered the bull's hairy balls in kisses. He licked them, too, spreading his saliva over the wrinkled skin before taking one in his mouth and sucking like his wife had instructed.

"How does it feel to have my husband sucking your big balls like a good cuck?" she asked. "How does it feel to see him embrace his place as your inferior?"

Peter smiled and kissed her. Theo watched their tongues entwine as his wife slowly stroked her bull's cock.

"It feels fucking great," Peter said.

She smiled. "I know. I could feel your dick get harder as he started kissing your balls. I love that it turns you on to put my cuck in his place."

"I've never felt anything like it," he replied while looking down at Theo. "The sense of power is the thing that really gets me going. Sometimes I still can't believe that your cuck is willing to suck my balls or suck my cock in front of you. That he's willing to humiliate himself like that. That he's willing to show so definitively just how different we are."

Theo felt the proof of his desire to be a cuckold in the throbbing between his legs. Were he uncaged, his dick would have been hard as a rock as his wife and her bull talked about him in such a humiliating fashion.

"You helped teach him his place," Emma said before kissing Peter's neck. "You showed him that he really is inferior, that he can't fuck me the way you do, that he can't satisfy me the way you do, that it would be literally impossible for him to be the kind of man you are."

Peter moaned and Emma kissed him. Theo took both of the bull's balls in his mouth and sucked gently as he watched his wife lose herself in the kiss. In that moment Theo felt as if they didn't even know he was there, as if they'd completely surrendered to their intense desire for each other. It was an oddly appealing thing to feel.

After the kiss, Emma looked down at him, met Theo's gaze, and smiled, pulling him back into the moment. "Suck his cock for me, cuck."

Theo went to work immediately. He kissed and licked his way up the shaft of Peter's cock and took the plump head between his lips. He sucked and swirled his tongue around the underside. He moved up and down and added his hand in for extra pleasure. He tasted his wife's pussy as the scent of sex filled his nose and his mouth bobbed up and down while stretched around the fat cock of the man who fucked Emma more often than Theo did.

"That's good, cuck," Emma said. "You may move back to the floor."

Theo pulled off the cock, backed out of the bed, and got on his knees. He watched his wife straddle her bull and guide his spit-soaked cock into her pussy. He watched Emma slowly sink down on the fat cock she had such affection for and he heard her beautiful moans as she was stretched out.

"Do you think he's enjoying the show?" Peter asked.

"I know he is," Emma said. "Honestly, this is his favorite kind of sex."

"The kind where he watches his wife get fucked by a superior man?" he asked.

Emma looked over her shoulder, smiled at Theo, and bounced her pussy on Peter's fat cock. "Is this your favorite kind of sex, cuck?"

"Yes," Theo admitted. He wasn't just saying what she wanted to hear. He was telling the truth. Watching her and Peter fuck was unquestionably his favorite kind of sex.

"And what if I wanted him to wait, on his knees, in the bathroom?" Peter asked as he pulled Emma down on his cock and held here there. "What if I wanted to deprive the cuck of the sex he enjoys so much? What if I wanted to do so purely for my pleasure?"

Emma looked at Theo again and then turned and leaned down to kiss her bull. Theo couldn't see the kiss, but he could hear it and it certainly sounded passionate.

"You know I like it when you put him in his place," she said. "When you exert a certain amount of control. So, if it would turn you on to make my cuck wait in the bathroom while you fucked his wife, then it would turn me on too."

Peter sat up with Emma still on his cock, looked at Theo, and said, "Go wait in the bathroom, cuck. You may leave the door open a crack. You must wait on your knees."

"Of course," Theo said as he stood and rushed to the bathroom.

It pained him to walk away from watching, but it wasn't his place to argue. When Emma and her bull got together, Theo was the cuck. He was a submissive cuck, in fact. He acted in service of his wife and her bull. He did whatever they needed, whenever they needed it. He gave himself over for their pleasure and he almost always enjoyed being put in his place because he knew it thrilled them, and in that way it thrilled him.

Theo left the bathroom door open a few inches, laid down a few towels, and sank to his knees. Emma's moans immediately reached his ears. She was getting fucked. She was riding her bull's cock. She hadn't skipped a beat after Peter had ordered Theo out of the room. If anything, Emma's pussy was likely wetter. Her nipples were likely harder. Her body was likely filled with an even deeper kind of arousal after Peter had asserted himself.

As he listened to his wife and her bull fuck, Theo reached down and ran his fingers over the tip of his locked cock. He gathered the considerable volume of precum that had leaked out of him and gently lifted it to his lips. Theo studied the shiny clear substance for a moment and then placed his fingers on his tongue and savored the sweetness of his arousal.

"You fuck me so good!" Emma cried out. "Oh, Peter, fuck, I'm close."

She was going to cum a second time on her bull's cock. She was going to have a second loud, body-shaking orgasm, but this time Theo was going to miss it. He was going to stare at the bathroom counter and listen as his wife climaxed on another man's far superior cock.

Theo's loins tingled as Emma came. Arousal and jealousy - of a sort - coursed through his body as she celebrated the pleasure of once again having the kind of orgasm her husband couldn't provide.

Theo thought he might be called back into the bedroom once Emma had cum, but the call didn't come. Instead, there was relative silence. He imagined Emma and Peter cuddled up in yet another post-orgasmic display of affection. He hadn't heard Peter's grunts and groans so it seemed fair to assume the sex would resume once more.

After some measure of silence - Theo had no sense of the passage of time - the sounds of sex resumed as he'd thought they would. This time Theo was convinced they were fucking in doggystyle as the sound of Peter's hips slamming into Emma's ass were quite distinct. She tended to grunt a little more when getting fucked from behind, too, as Peter's cock reached quite deep inside her, sometimes delivering just a touch of discomfort along with the pleasure.

"Cum inside me," Emma cried out after a good, long doggystyle fucking. "Cum in my pussy, Peter! Cum in my tight little pussy!"

Theo listened to the grunts and groans of pleasure that Peter unleashed as he came. It was Theo's favorite moment to witness and he was especially fond of seeing it in doggystyle as Emma always looked into his eyes and smiled while another man emptied his balls into her pussy. Sometimes she would shower Theo in thrilling verbal humiliation about how the superior man got to cum inside her and how Theo would soon be licking up that superior man's load like a good cuck should.

"Come here, cuck," Peter called out a few minutes after the grunts and groans of his orgasm.

Theo hopped to his feet and rushed into the room and towards the foot of the bed. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back and admired the beauty of his lingerie-clad wife curled up with her bull with both of them wearing deeply-satisfied looks on their faces.

"Clean me," Peter instructed.

Theo crawled into the bed and took the bull's half-hard cock into his mouth. He sucked it clean, doing so slowly and carefully to ensure he didn't over stimulate the head. Theo made sure to clean Peter's balls, too, a lesson he'd learned long ago after failing to do so and being reprimanded.

When he was finished, Emma spread her legs, smiled, and said, "Would you like to clean my pussy, cuck?"

"More than anything," he replied.

"You're such a good cuck," Emma said. "You can clean me. Make sure you do a good job, though. I don't want there to be a mess down there for round two."

As Theo crawled between her legs, Emma turned her head and kissed Peter. It was a slow, almost romantic exchange between them and she reached up to caress his face as their tongues gently mingled and they both moaned softly.

"You are going to spend the night, aren't you?" she asked.

"Of course I am," Peter replied. "What kind of madman would I be if I didn't? Who gives up the chance to spend the night with a beautiful goddess of a woman?"

Emma smiled. "And one that really, really loves your cock."

He chuckled. "Yes, well, that fact would make it all the more insane of me to leave, wouldn't it?"

Emma took his soft cock in her hand and stroked it slowly. "It certainly would."

Theo watched the exchange as he dutifully cleaned his wife's messy pussy and reveled in the pleasure of doing as a cuck should by licking a superior man's load from his wife.

"I'm a bit hungry," Emma said. "How about you?"

"I could do with a snack," Peter replied.

"Room service?" she asked.

"I think we should make the cuck go and pick something up," Peter countered. "And, I think he should have to wear your panties under his clothes when he does."

Emma laughed. "What a naughty idea." She looked down at Theo and said, "When you're finished down there you can put my panties on, get dressed, and go get us a snack."

"Of course," Theo said before pushing his tongue back inside her.

It was humiliating, but that was the thrill of it. They pushed him. They made him do things he wouldn't otherwise do. They made him serve because it turned them on to do so and because they knew it thrilled Theo, too.

He both dreaded and looked forward to putting on his wife's panties over his caged cock and heading out to serve their needs by finding a snack for them. He looked forward to coming back into the room to find them cuddled up in bed, or laughing together as they watched a movie, or making out as they surrendered to their desire for each other.

Best of all, the night was still young and there was likely a great deal more service for Theo to offer to his wife and her bull.