SPH-THEMED EROTICA STORIES

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PART 2…

Outside on the front porch, submissive cuckold husband Kyle continued to hand out Halloween candy, unaware of exactly what his buxom switch wife Katie was enduring upstairs in their home… or specifically why. Upstairs in their marriage bedroom, Katie still knelt on the floor. Hunched over from a bout of frustration, her thick booty pressed against the 4-inch heels, she attempted to recover from her exertions. Dressed provocatively in a matching set pink pushup bra, thong, garter belt, stockings… Katie’s face and ample chest were covered in her own saliva… and the thick cum of the couple’s Dominant Black Bull named Dante.

He was sitting back in the comfortable chair in the corner of the bedroom, enjoying his first post-nut bliss of the evening. It wouldn’t be his last. Not if poor unknowing Kyle would have any hope of finally getting some relief. The chastity-locked husband had endured an excruciating month of Locktober.

But that was all up to his wife Katie now. For each time she could manage to give their Master Dante an orgasm before 11:30 pm tonight, Kyle would be allowed an additional 10 seconds of freedom from the cock-cage to attempt to cum. A game of devilish design by Dante.

Katie sat back up, whipping her hair back out of her face. As her breasts heaved from trying to catch her breath, she pleaded at Dante, “Would you please at least get me some water?”

Dante laughed, “Bitch I’m in my refractory period. And I’m YOUR Master. I don’t do slave shit. Get your ass up and get your own water. And while you’re at it, towel your face off. Oh, and bring a different towel for me.”

Unbelievable. She knew he’d be this way. So frustratingly arrogant… because he knew he could be. “God, you are such an asshole!”

“You are right. I’m your God… and I’m an asshole.” Dante leveled a cocky grin at her. As Katie worked herself up to stand, Dante reached over and swatted her ass with his hand.

Katie squeaked and squirmed out of his reach as she went into the bathroom to try to get her head straight. She had made the mistake of leaving out only the nice, presentable “fancy” towels. No way to get to the old ones stashed up in the cabinet. Not with this damn strict armbinder sealing her arms and hands completely behind her back. This entire night’s activities would be a “no hands” situation for her. So she leaned in awkwardly and used a shoulder to nudge the faucet on.

She shook her head in annoyance, then stuck her mouth and chin under the faucet to wash up as best she could and to drink. Then went face-first into the nearest towel to dry and wipe off any excess she could manage. Her makeup was a mess… and now so was one of her good towels! She defiantly used her mouth to grab another clean towel, trotted it back out to her Master, and delivered it by play-spitting it at him.

Dante chuckled. “First round got to you already, huh? Well, you got a long night ahead of you. Well done so far, though!”

Katie just glared at him and plopped down onto the bed. Time for a brief rest while she is on a break.

Dante asked, “So you got any game plan or are you gonna wing it?”

Katie side-eyed him. “Yes, I have a plan, but I’m afraid to tell you. You might sabotage me.”

Dante laughed again. “You are right, I just might. Then again, a general idea might help you. It could move me to help you in some very slight way. Who knows, right? Maybe I’ll be a magnanimous God.”

Katie fake-laughed. “Ohhh yeah, to help me. Would have nothing to do with helping yourself. Just get ME to get YOU off over and over all night.”

“Hey, maybe I’m just doing all this for Kyle’s sake. It’s a noble sacrifice I’m willing to make.” Dante chuckled as Katie rolled her eyes.

“Ok, well, I’ll share one bit of info. I’m not ready to give that monster of yours another blowjob again. Not yet, at least. But I’ve got an idea, once you think you are ready.” Then she got up off the bed and walked over to sit on Dante’s lap, leaning into him to put her head on his chest. He wasn’t exactly the cuddling type, but she needed it. And having her bound body pressed against him might speed things along.

He traced a large finger lightly over the tops of her breasts. Lying against his broad chest and muscular abs was pressing them together even more than the push-up bra had already been doing. As he caressed her, he tugged at the necklace she wore. The key dangling at the end popped up free of her cleavage. He avoided the puddle of saliva and cum that had pooled down between her big tits, as the key hung before her eyes. A bit of the cum dripped from the key back down to her skin.

“Damn. I covered this thing in a mess. You think it’ll still work?” teased Dante, using the subject of the key to Kyle’s chastity cage as yet another way to taunt her. He removed the key necklace from her and dropped it on a bedside table.

“Well, you covered me in a mess. And I still work.” Katie mused. This invoked a deep laugh from Dante’s muscular chest. “In fact, the mess you made is going to assist in the next clever part of my plan.”

“Oh yeah? How’s that? Because that fine body of yours pressed against me is waking lil Dante back up.”

Katie scoffed, “There’s not a damn thing ‘lil’ about you. And you damn well know it. You just like hearing me talk about it.” Dante grinned lustily. Hard or flaccid, his cock was always huge. Katie felt it start to harden, lengthen, and thicken against her thigh. She tilted her head up to whisper into his ear. “You just love hearing me praise and beg for that big black cock of yours. I could stare at it all night. I love how long, thick, and veiny it is. You know what I’ve been fantasizing about while you were traveling? Looking down and watching that long cock of yours thrusting up between my big soft tits. I bet we could put all that fresh saliva and cum pooled down in there to make that happen right now, don’t you?”

Dante’s erection was already at full attention just from her whispers. Katie grinned and climbed off his lap carefully, and aimed the bottom of her thankfully very tight bra towards it. Luckily, little of the mess had drained out beneath yet. Her cleavage was well-lubricated at the moment.

Dante moved to sit lower in the chair, allowing her easier access to his member. Without mentioning the need, he helped her push the head of his cock up underneath the bottom of the bra. Dante let out a low guttural growl as the head of his cock slid up between her soft breasts, cleaved together tightly around him by the bra. Some of the puddle oozed out onto his balls beneath. But the rest provided excellent lubrication, given the situation.

Despite his natural inclination to take charge and thrust, Dante made himself hold back. It was Katie’s job to do the work tonight. So he leaned back and let her. And he got to enjoy the sight and feel of the show.

Katie proceeded to move her upper body, causing her chest to bounce up and down… engulfing and pleasuring every inch of Dante’s long black cock. His sheer thickness combined with the size of her ample 38G breasts, plus the straining straps of the tight pushup bra, made for maximum squeezing. Her big tits managed to engulf most of his 8 inches of meat. She looked down hungrily as the head of his dick appeared and reappeared over and over. Dante felt like he was in heaven as Katie bounced her breasts up and down around his cock. Then she tucked in her chin and licked at the head. Enticed by the combination of sensations, Dante began to thrust his hips up at her, allowing her to open her mouth and suck on the head of his cock. His shaft glided up and down between the soft flesh of her breasts.

Not long after she had begun the suction on his cock head, Dante’s expression turned to pure satisfaction. He let out a manly groan of elation as he erupted an explosion of cum into Katie’s mouth. She maintained the intense suction as long as she could, obediently swallowing as much of the warm, salty cum inside her mouth as she could manage. She was in awe of just how big of a load this specimen of a man could produce, even after such a brief rest! Globs of his cum spilled out the edges of her mouth and splashed all over her big tits.

As a good hotwife should, Katie continued maximizing her Bull’s pleasure until he was completely spent… at least for the time being. It never even occurred to her that she might need to hold back. Maybe that would allow her more chances to extend her husband Kyle’s own opportunity time for pleasure later. But the need to prioritize the pleasure of her Big Black Bull was instinctual and undeniable.

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Meanwhile, out on the front porch of their house, Kyle futilely tried to keep his mind off what might be happening upstairs in the married couple’s bedroom.

The swarm of trick-or-treaters kept him busy. But this menial task couldn’t distract his thoughts. His mind kept drifting to what-ifs. His imagination ran wild. He debated what was worse: Watching Dante and Katie together like he had so many times over the past year? Or sitting here not knowing.

He didn’t even know what to think of himself. He was sitting out here obediently following the orders of the man that was, at this very moment, using Kyle’s wife as his own personal plaything. What kind of a husband allows that to happen? The angst of the cuckold was in full force.

And yet, his poor little cock, locked inside the tiny cage hidden in his pants, kept throbbing and attempting to fight its way free. But it wasn’t going anywhere. And poor Kyle knew it.

Long ago, Kyle had accepted his true nature. He was a beta male. The terminology was silly, but he didn’t know just what else to call it. He couldn’t compete with true Alpha Males like Dante. It simply wasn’t possible. It never had been.

Kyle had been bullied and cheated on so many times when he was younger. He had fetishized both together as a sort of coping mechanism. He was well aware.

But his beta nature combined with his submissive fetishes had led to the best relationship of his life. Katie was his everything. But Katie had needs, and fetishes, of her own. She needed a man like Dante in her life. Kyle knew that, and accepted it. And as much as he melted whenever she indulged his Dominatrix fantasies, he knew that wasn’t her true nature either. So he needed a man like Dante in his life too. Dante controlled Katie and was able to use her as a tool to extend his domination to rule over Kyle as well. Plus, Dante could pleasure Katie like Kyle never could.

So yeah, there was no competing with Dante. But there was a game in play tonight. Kyle didn’t know many of the details. There would most likely be a curveball or two along the way.

There was no competing with Dante. But maybe… just maybe… by the end of the night Dante’s secret game could lead to freedom… and lead to Katie.

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Upstairs, Katie had to pull her mouth back off of Dante’s big black cock. Again. She was coughing and gasping for air, as a large string of saliva hung and held stretched between his shaft and her pretty lips.

Half an hour earlier, Katie had started to feel desperate, and the next refractory period was much longer than the first. She feared that she had gotten a bit too overzealous with that tit-fuck / head-suck combo for round 2. Katie had spent quite a bit of time fumbling around the armbinder in an attempt to clean herself up a bit. Dante had lounged and relaxed in his second post-nut bliss of the night.

Eventually, Katie had wandered back over to the bed and lay down to try to rest. Dante resorted to scrolling social media on his phone. He was in no rush. And Katie was tired. But she knew the clock was ticking, and her time was running out. She had to get the ball rolling again soon, if she had any hope of earning enough time clock for Kyle to orgasm. So she had to go through her list of ideas and what she could do right now.

Dante wasn’t going to fuck her. Not the ways he usually did. Katie would have to do all the work in that particular scenario. So they both knew her pussy was being reserved for a last round. So she had to get creative.

She had to tempt Dante’s fetishes.

She was already bound, and wasn’t going to be much use beyond being a fuckdoll if she tried to convince him to add more bondage. So she had to appeal to his Dominance and Superiority. She knew where this topic would lead, and she felt guilty about it. But at the end of the night, this was for Kyle. So she “put her big girl panties on” and pushed her feelings aside.

So she had gotten up, walked over to Dante, and knelt beside him. He had begrudgingly cut the pushup bra off of her. He had refused to remove the armbinder, but after that titfucking, the bra was a total mess. He joked that Kyle would be buying another lingerie set for Katie, Dante’s choice, to wear for him. But she was still wearing the heels, stockings, and garter. The thong too, though it was significantly soaked at this point. She couldn’t help it, dammit! But Dante continued to scroll, ignoring the topless curvaceous woman kneeling at his feet.

Katie laid her head on his leg, as if being at his feet were the perfect place for her. As if in contemplation, she spoke up nonchalantly after a minute or so. “Hey… can I tell you a secret?”

“Uh oh… that sounds foreboding.”

“Well. It kind of is. I promised Kyle that I’d never tell you…”

That got Dante’s attention, so he put his phone down on the side table. “That sounds a little juicy. But you’re a married couple. I figure you two have all sorts of little secrets.”

Katie continued resting her head on his thigh and staring off, thinking to herself as she replied, “I mean, I suppose most couples do. But this is a secret about you.” She paused, then continued, “After we first met you? Like, the week leading up to our first actual cuckold session with you?… Kyle wanted to back out.”

Dante replied in a slight huff, “Ohhh, did he now?”

“Yeah… he kept flip-flopping, but the closer to the time to get cucked by you, the more hesitant he got. He basically pleaded with me not to go through with it. Which really confused me at the time, considering how long we had dabbled in the lifestyle over our decade together. I thought he was being silly. But it finally dawned on me. He was scared of you.”

“Oh c’mon… I’m a big muscular guy, sure. But I gave ya’ll “references” or whatever you wanna call them. Ya’ll knew I wasn’t some psycho or somethin.”

“No no… I don’t mean anything like that!” Katie corrected quickly. She didn’t want Dante to think they were actually fearful of him. “No… like… like he was scared that you were a threat to him when it came to ME.”

Katie turned her head and looked at him, “Look… Kyle has history with being bullied. But he also has a history of a couple of those bullies stealing his girlfriends. It’s a whole thing with him. We’re pretty sure that gave him all these fetishes in the first place. And, well… of the different guys we had met or considered over the years, you were the one he found most intimidating. You remind him of those guys. Not just physically, but your dominant attitude. Your natural superiority.”

She continued, “Kyle loves me, but he also knows me. He knows I have a thing for the ‘bully’ types. I always have. So you worried him. He was afraid I’d get addicted and leave him for you or something.” Katie sighed, “I had to keep reassuring him that whole week leading up to it that I wasn’t going to run off with you! It was wild. But then…”

Dante waited, “But then?”

Katie looked him directly in the eyes, “But then you know what happened. I mean, at least the parts not involving what was going on in our heads lol. We went through with it. And you cucked him. You cucked the FUCK out of him. I had been with lots of men… but none quite like you. Hell, I DID get addicted. Addicted to your presence, addicted to your control, addicted to your cock!” She leaned over and gave Dante’s hanging but currently thickening cock a quick kiss and smiled. “I was obsessed with you; I was acting like a giddy schoolgirl every time you texted me. Even when it wasn’t a sext lol, and that turned Kyle’s angst waaay up. He was tripping over himself to try to make me happy however he could, just to make sure he didn’t lose me. And I wanted whatever you wanted! I’m pretty sure that’s why he agreed when you brought up chastity training for him in the first place. Sure, we had dabbled before. But nothing like the strict schedules or harsh punishments you set for us. And yes, he whined, and he whimpered, and he sulked. But he went through with it! Looking back, I still have a hard time believing that you told me to lock up my husband in a cock cage, and I actually did it!”

Dante reminded, “Hell, I made Kyle buy the cage!” They both laughed at that together.

Katie turned her body to sit kneeling directly in front of Dante again. Not up on her knees, but leaned over just a bit so he could enjoy looking at her topless as they reminisced at her husband Kyle’s expense. The monster hanging between Dante’s legs was awakening.

“You mesmerized us. You still do. Look at tonight. This whole situation would look absolutely insane to an outsider. But here you sit, in another man’s bedroom, with his wife bound and kneeling in submission for you. While that man is outside, cocklocked, doing busywork because you ordered him to!”

Playing into Dante’s praise fetish for his superiority as an Alpha was quickly leading to another of his fetishes… worship of his big black cock.

Katie eyed his penis raising back up to attention. She stared at it hungrily, biting her lower lip. Then she said softly, “And now that man’s kneeling wife wants to worship your cock. Your big… black… beautiful… cock.” It wasn’t at a full erection yet, but it was getting there. Katie situated herself and flexed her abs, hoping her thick ass would keep her from falling over on her face with her next move. She bent over, still on her knees, until her breasts were being pushed up by the floor, in a display of complete subservience to the dominant man before her.

“Please may I worship your cock again, Master? Please…” as Katie kissed each of Dante’s feet. Then she bowed her head against her big pressed-up breasts and waited for her Master’s permission.

He gave it.

Katie flexed her muscles and lifted herself, gazing up at his eyes. “Thank you, Master! I know I can make you cum again. I just know it!”

“Then show me.”

Katie took an internal sigh of exhaustion but didn’t let it show, as she proceeded to give Dante another full blow job eagerly.

Kyle was downstairs, resupplying with a new bag of candy and trying not to think about what his wife might be doing.

…Upstairs, Katie had to pull her mouth back off of Dante’s big black cock. Again. She was coughing and gasping for air, as a large string of saliva hung and held stretched between his shaft and her pretty lips.

It took what must have seemed like an hour. But Katie guessed it was actually about twenty more minutes.

Kyle didn’t know. But he just got another 10 seconds added to his time clock.

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PART 3..

Outside on the front porch, submissive cuckold husband Kyle is finishing up handing out the last batch of Halloween candy, unaware of exactly what his buxom switch wife Katie was enduring upstairs in their home… or specifically why. Upstairs in their marriage bedroom, Katie was currently curled up awkwardly on their bed, the strict armbinder still trapping her arms behind her. She was dressed provocatively in a garter belt, stockings, and 4-inch heels, and a thoroughly soaked thong. Katie’s face and her naked 38G breasts were covered in her own saliva… and the thick cum of the couple’s Dominant Black Bull named Dante. He was sitting back in the comfortable chair in the corner of the bedroom, enjoying his third post-nut bliss of the evening. It wouldn’t be his last. Not if poor, unknowing, chastity-locked husband Kyle would have any hope of finally getting some relief after an excruciating month of Locktober.

But that was all up to his wife Katie now. For each time she could manage to give their Master Dante an orgasm before 11:30 pm tonight, Kyle would be allowed an additional 10 seconds of freedom from the cock-cage to attempt to cum. A game of devilish design by Dante.

Katie was exhausted. Her shoulders ached. Her jaw muscles felt like they were on fire. Her hands were trapped and useless behind her in the armbinder. They had been so all evening. Despite that fact, Katie had powered through this game of Dante’s. She had actually managed to make him cum a total of three times since the sun had set and her time clock had started. Katie’s part in all of this was a test in endurance and problem-solving. To give her husband Kyle any hope at relief, she had spent all evening providing as much pleasure as possible for their Master Dante. First, she had given his massive black 8-inch length, 6-inch girth cock an explosive deepthroat blowjob. Second, she had used her now ruined and discarded pushup bra, the deep cleavage of her big natural tits, and her soft lips to administer a combo of titfucking / headsucking to once again make him erupt. Third, she had cleverly used her wits to entice several of her Master’s specific fetishes all at once. Submission to his natural total Dominance, idolizing in cock worship, and throwing in a bit of humiliation about her own poor husband Kyle had managed to do the trick.

But now she was running out of options. Even with Dante’s naturally quickened refractory periods, there were limits to how often even this Bull-God among men could cum. They had to take longer and longer breaks between each orgasm. And despite her best efforts so far, she had only managed to earn 30 total seconds for Kyle. That’s all the time he would get for his impending attempt to relieve a month’s worth of being blue-balled. Katie knew she had to earn him more time. So as the clock on the wall reached 11 pm, she knew it was time to use the last weapon in her arsenal that could handle Dante’s big black cock.

Katie rolled over on her marriage bed and looked at her Dominant Bull. Dante was leaning back lazily in his comfortable chair nearby, wearing a pleased smirk. Why shouldn’t he? He had spent the entire evening being repeatedly pleasured over and over and over again by another man’s beautiful buxom wife. Even for a hung Dominant Alpha Male who had spent his entire life being regularly pleasured by women… tonight had been one for the record books. Taking control of this couple was a very good decision.

“Master… my thong is ridiculously soaked at this point. Would you please take it off of me? Pleeeeease?” Katie pleaded. She tilted to acknowledge that she still had zero use of her arms or hands in the armbinder… as if Dante needed reminding.

“I might be able to do that. But what would you do to earn it? And don’t say fuck me, cause I already know you want me to fuck you. So that doesn’t buy you nothin.” Dante chuckled.

Contorting her pretty face into a bratty pout, Katie continued. “Soooo, how bout we do as they do in sports trades? Like, ‘a thong removal tonight will get you 3 draft picks later’ type thing?”

Dante laughed and pondered a minute. “Alright. I’ll do you this favor. Please add a few extra days to our usual hookup schedule for November. I’ll be in town more than last month. Might as well make the most of it.”

“Wellll, you and I already meet up 3 times a week. Plus the cuckolding sessions with Kyle every other weekend. How much more do you want, big guy?”

“Every day for the entire month of November.” Dante grinned wickedly.

“EVERY DAY?! Goddamn, Dante, do you know how sore my jaw and pussy are gonna be?!”

“That thick ass of yours too! But don’t worry, I know we’re still working on that.”

 

 

Katie fumed, “ughhh… fine! Every day of November. BUT! But… you have to throw in something extra, right now. I’m soaked and horny as hell from what you’ve put me through all night. But I’m tired and sore, and this damn armbinder is seriously pissing me off. But I really need to earn 10 more seconds for Kyle. Once you pull these drenched panties off of me, will you please help me mount you? PLEASE?!”

Dante made a show of considering whether he would or not just to annoy her, but finally said, “Deal. But I’m propping my phone up over here and recording this.”

Katie glowered but nodded her consent. She actually really enjoyed being recorded, even if it made her nervous. But at this point, she was too tired to care.

The huge man set his phone to record, then walked over to the bedstand and retrieved Katie’s necklace. The simple chain that held the key to her husband Kyle’s chastity cage. He carried it over to the bed and placed the necklace back on her, so the key once again dangled down between her big breasts.

He unstrapped and removed her heels. Then he took hold of her thoroughly-soaked thong and removed them from her body. Katie’s eyes slowly panned up, taking in the large black man’s rippling muscles and beautiful ebony skin. She bit her lower lip, feeling the wetness between her legs renewed, and stared into his eyes with longing.

Dante stared back hungrily. He looked down at her glistening exposed pussy, and used his big strong fingers to test her wetness. Some deft fingerplay on her clit had her prepped soon after. Tonight’s activities had left her insanely horny for Dante. She needed him inside her, for much more than just Kyle’s predicament.

Like she was weightless, Dante’s strong, muscular arms moved her so he could get himself positioned on the bed under her. Then he lifted her upward, positioning her over him. She was thankful Dante was helping her. She doubted she could have maneuvered enough to make this happen on her own because of the arm binder. Between the playful banter and the sight of her exposed pussy, his cock was once again stiff and engorged. As he maneuvered her directly above the bulbous head of his cock, she took in a deep breath and prepared. He lowered her down onto himself gently, well aware of what a task it is to insert his size. She gasped as she felt his thick head push up into her, stretching pussy lips open and igniting the cluster of nerves. Dante’s arm muscles rippled as he gripped her hips to pull her down onto his shaft, inch after magnificent inch. Katie gritted her teeth as he filled her gently but firmly. She whimpered and then gasped deeply as the final plunge happened, and she found herself completely impaled on his penis.

He held her there for a few moments, as she began to move her hips. She felt reassured with the touch of his strong hands on her hips, even though she knew she’d still be doing the work. He wasn’t going to make it THAT easy on her.

Katie rolled her hips into him, enjoying the sensation of his body against hers. Dante’s deep voice let out a moan of pleasure as she worked her hips around, practically stirring herself on him. His immense size was almost overwhelming at first, as the combination of length and girth left her filled and stretched. After only a few minutes just working her hips, combined with the pressure of his pelvis against her clit, Katie moaned in pleasure as an incredible orgasm washed over her. Her eyes closed and moaning in pleasure, she rode that high. As she came back down from the clouds, she sighed warmly and went right back to rolling her hips to maintain Dante’s pleasure… and her own. Then she bravely got her feet under her, the armbinder only allowing her to squat with Dante’s supportive assistance. Katie reached her positioning and then started bouncing up and down on him.

She felt his big black cock throbbing inside her soaking wet pussy. She slid it up and down over and over, quickening the pace as sweat glistened over her entire body. She was moaning in pleasure, louder and louder, muscles burning as her thick booty bounced up and down over and over and over. His massive member was giving her G-spot constant stimulation with its thickness, while his length caused the head of his cock to stimulate her A-spot much deeper inside her. She looked him eye to eye, consumed in lust as she reached a mind-blowing orgasm for the second time. At the same time, Dante growled and grunted loudly, staring deep into her eyes. They reached the crescendo together. Katie’s entire body quivered as she felt Dante’s big black cock erupt inside of her pussy, filling her with shot after shot of his thick seed!

Exhaustion assailed her, as her legs gave in. She trembled and slid back down to envelop him, once again completely impaled by his cock. She held in place, as Dante was relishing in pleasure as he began to come down from his fourth ejaculation of the night. He grinned up at her and announced: “Well done… that’s 10 more seconds for the cuck.”

Katie was speechless, dripping sweat, full of cock and cum. Then she looked down at Dante with the look of the devil in his eyes, and she felt his hips surge upwards, lifting her body and continuing the stimulation in all the right places inside her all at once. He knew her body. He was going to make her roll into one more orgasm. Just because he knew he could.

Katie begged, “Oh god, Dante… please I…. oh… ohhh…. ohhh god….”

Dante thrust up into her over and over as she cried out in exasperation that quickly turned into begging him not to stop.

“Oh god, Dante… please… please don’t stop… pleeeease! Oh fuck oh fuck oh FUCK ME, DANTE!”

Just as her body surged into a third orgasm that seemed to go on forever, Dante asked loudly, “WHO OWNS THIS PUSSY?!”

Katie screamed in uncontrollable pleasure! “YOU DO, MASTER DANTE! FUUUUCKKK! YOU DO! MY PUSSY BELONGS TO YOU!!!!!”

As Dante released her from his hold, she collapsed down onto his chest. Still impaled and gasping, lost in a haze. In the sudden quiet, she heard the muffled squirm behind them. Not even able to lift herself, she angled her head, still resting on Dante’s muscular chest beneath her. She wasn’t sure when the bedroom door had opened. But there stood her husband. With his wrists handcuffed behind him, a big red ball gag strapped tightly into his mouth, wearing nothing but the tiny metal cock cage.

“Kyle…”

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Ever obedient, Kyle had only come inside the house just a few minutes before 11:30 pm. As he locked up the house and began to ascend the stairs, he could hear muffled noises. They grew louder as he stepped into the hallway. It was the obvious sound of a bed squeaking loudly. And of lovers moaning in pleasure. Kyle was familiar with that sound by now, the sounds of his wife fucking another man. But it still got to him. Every time. First the angst… then the surge of lust. Kyle felt his small cock attempt to twitch inside the tiny locked cage, only to be trapped and held down. The all-too-familiar ache in his balls returned and held, as the sounds continued.

Kyle checked his watch and approached their bedroom door. On the doorhandle hung a pair of handcuffs. And a large red ball gag, with the leather straps loosely buckled so it would hang on the handle as well. Above those, an envelope was taped on the door. On it was written, “Read before entering.”

Kyle tried not to think about the bedspring noises going on and on, and opened the envelope.

The note read: “Cuckold. You’ve obediently endured the entire month of Locktober in 24/7 chastity. Tonight, your wife has earned you a chance at relief. You are to strip completely naked before you enter. When you enter, you will kneel at the towel left on the floor awaiting you. You must now choose between two options. You can leave the cuffs and gag in the hall, and get to masturbate. OR you can put on the ball gag and buckle it tightly, handcuff your wrists behind your back, and get to have Katie pleasure you. So choose: Your hand… or your wife.”

Kyle blinked as his mind raced. Of all the twisted games he had imagined Dante might be planning, this one confused him. It had to be a trick, right? It was almost 11:30 pm. He had to decide now. This was some kind of riddle. Dante loved to fuck with their minds. This was so confusing. I have to choose my hand. But what if he has even more bondage gear awaiting me inside, so I won’t be able to anyway. What the fuck? He obviously doesn’t want me to choose Katie. But it’s been so long since I got to be inside her. Oh god, the noises are getting louder. They are still fucking. He’s fucking my wife. What am I doing? How did I get myself into this mess? Fuck!

Katie…

As his watch alarm buzzed, the moans and creaking got faster and louder. Kyle quickly stripped naked. He grabbed the ball gag and unbuckled it. Pressing it into his mouth behind his teeth, he felt the corners of his mouth strain as he pulled the straps back tightly behind his head and rebuckled it. Then he handcuffed one wrist. Breathing deeply to steady his nerves, he reached behind him and locked the other wrist into the other cuff. He put his back to the door, twisted the handle, and walked inside.

Inside their bedroom, the smells of sex assailed him. On their marriage bed, Katie was covered in sweat and still trapped in the armbinder, naked except for garter and stockings. She was straddling Dante, who glanced over at Kyle and grinned wickedly. He was thrusting his hips up and down, as Kyle witnessed Katie being absolutely impaled. Dante’s gigantic black cock was pushing up into her over and over, inch after ridiculous inch disappearing and reappearing continuously. Her pussy lips were stretched harshly, gripped tightly around Dante’s thick, girthy meat. She didn’t even realize that her husband had entered the room. Kyle could see the sides of her huge breasts, even from behind. They were causing audible plopping sounds as they bounced up and down. She began screaming in the throes of ecstasy.

Katie begged, “Oh god, Dante… please I…. oh… ohhh…. ohhh god….”

Dante thrust up into her over and over as she cried out in exasperation that quickly turned into begging him not to stop.

“Oh god, Dante… please… please don’t stop… pleeeease! Oh fuck oh fuck oh FUCK ME, DANTE!!!”

Dante looked directly into Kyle’s eyes and asked loudly, “WHO OWNS THIS PUSSY?!”

Katie screamed in uncontrollable pleasure! “YOU DO, MASTER DANTE! FUUUUCKKK! YOU DO! MY PUSSY BELONGS TO YOU!!!!!”

As Dante released her from his hold, she collapsed down onto his chest. Still impaled and gasping, lost in a haze. Consumed by utter cuckold angst, Kyle made a muffled squirm through the ball gag. In the sudden quiet, Katie finally noticed him. Not even able to lift herself, she angled her head, still resting on Dante’s muscular chest beneath her. She glanced back with a look of pity.

“Kyle…”

In that moment, Dante’s well-muscled arms gripped her by the hips and slowly lifted her up and off of him. The long glistening shaft of his cock emerged inch by inch. Both dick and pussy were coated in semen, with trails of it running down both of her thighs. As the thick head pulled free, Katie audibly gasped. A huge load of cum came spilling out of her gaping pussy lips. Thick globs of it splattered down onto the bed, forming a visible pool of seed. It was still dripping out of Katie as she was manhandled over to the edge of the bed.

Dante gave Kyle an arrogant wink and smirked.

—

Allowing the couple no time to react to Kyle’s awkward entrance, Dante took methodical control of the room. He ordered Kyle to go to his assigned spot on the floor towel and kneel. Kyle, looking almost dazed, obeyed and remained silent. Dante walked over and stopped the recording on his phone. Then he took Katie into the bathroom. As she started to question why Kyle was cuffed and gagged, Dante shoved that big pink ball gag back into her mouth and ordered her to kneel. He made her wait there while he cleaned himself up. He allowed her no such luxury, leaving her a cum-drenched mess.

After Dante was clean, he pulled Katie up by her hair and walked her back into the bedroom. He forced her back down on her knees on the floor near the bed, across from Kyle. For several seconds, Dante simply basked in his own glory, reveling in the fact that this married couple was both on their knees, bound and gagged, awaiting his orders.

Then, he smiled and announced, “cuck… congratulations on Locktober coming to an end. You’ve done well. But like I informed your wife over a week ago, I’ve decided that I will also be enforcing ‘No Nut November.'”

Kyle’s brow furrowed in confusion, and he turned to look at his wife. Katie was looking down at the floor. She couldn’t bring herself to look her husband in the eye at that moment.

Dante continued, “But don’t panic! You are a lucky man. Your wife has spent all evening earning you one chance at relief before your next 24/7 month of chastity begins.”

Dante showed his watch to Kyle, set in stopwatch mode with forty seconds on the clock. “See that? Each time she made me cum tonight, she earned you 10 seconds. And let me tell you, did she put in the work! Over… and over… and over… and over again. Hell, just think about it. Your little dick has gone without for an entire month, and I busted a nut in your bedroom FOUR times tonight! Sucks to be the cuck… huh?”

For just a moment, Kyle looked angry. But then he thought better of showing resistance, and remained silent. Kyle wasn’t thinking about those four loads of Dante’s. He was thinking about those forty seconds on the stopwatch.

Dante returned to his speech. “So now, we get to let Katie know about that note I left for you in the hallway.” Now it was Katie’s turn to look up in confusion. Dante always had to throw in something extra to keep things interesting.

“So the note gave Kyle two options. He could walk in unbound, knowing he’d have a chance at masturbating. OR, he’d bind himself… and he’d have a chance at you pleasuring him, Katie. Guess we know which he picked, huh? Alright, Kyle, stand up.” Dante took Katie’s hair again and made her walk on her knees over to kneel very close to her husband. Then, without even removing the necklace from Katie, he used the key and unlocked the metal chastity lock. He pulled the cage off of Kyle and tossed it aside, but left its base ring where it was. Kyle’s little dick sprang free and finally attempted to stretch. There was some visible precum dried near the tip. His balls were extremely swollen and much darker than usual. The base ring of the chastity device still sat tightly behind them, and wasn’t going anywhere.

As Dante unbuckled Katie’s ballgag straps, he mused, “Now let me warn you, Kyle. Your wife has put in some serious work with these pretty lips tonight. That mouth of hers is something special. But between this thick ass ballgag… and my thick ass dick… her jaw muscles must be killing her.” Just as he mentioned that, he tugged the big ballgag out of her mouth, a string of drool being stretched away from her mouth along with it. Katie worked her jaw muscles to loosen them up and swallowed. She glared, annoyed at Dante. He just smiled at her and continued.

“Ok, lovebirds. There are 40 seconds on the clock. Any last words before you begin, Katie?”

“Kyle, ignore him right now and look at me. We can do this. I love you, and I want you to cum so, so much, ok? Don’t let him distract you, ok? We’ve got this!” She tried to blow some of her hair out of her face, but Kyle saw that it was clinging to some of Dante’s cum still stuck to her chin. Kyle tried to focus, looked down and into Katie’s eyes, and nodded.

Dante backed away and emphatically got out his phone. He started recording. God, he was a cruel bastard…

“Ok, Katie! Make the magic happen! Ready… Set… GO!”

Katie spat on Kyle’s little dick and dove in, engulfing his entire member into her mouth. She pressed her face into his crotch and held it there for several seconds, even sticking her tongue out underneath the base of his shaft to lap at his balls. But that specific action accidentally caused Kyle’s body to flinch, his balls too swollen and sore for any attention right now. Instead, she pulled back just a bit and started head-bobbing on his penis like her life depended on it. Seconds ticked by as she slurped, lapping at the shaft with her tongue at the same time. Kyle watched her from above intensely, as so much sudden influx of pleasure after so long was overwhelming. Kyle tried his best to ignore Dante, knowing he was watching on with sadistic glee. And knowing he was recording this to show off to his large social media following. Kyle shook his head, trying to shake loose Dante’s hold over his thoughts and concentrating on finally getting pleasure.

Katie looked up at Kyle’s face as she noticed the head shaking. Misunderstanding it as disapproval or pain at what method she was using, she pulled back to reset. She started back more gently. Kyle groaned into the gag in frustration as the pleasure she had been giving him suddenly decreased. Confused and unsure what to do, Katie heard Dante warn that there were only 10 seconds left.

Katie stopped thinking and concentrated everything on simple, intense suction. Unfortunately, her jaw muscles were shot and cramping after using so much effort on Dante all night. She tried to power through it and kept going. She could feel Kyle’s little dick throbbing inside her mouth.

Dante announced, “TIME’S UP!” Trying to ignore him, Katie put everything she had into slurping like a madwoman, but felt Dante physically grab her by the hair and pull her away from Kyle. “OHHHH No you don’t… no cheating!”

Katie turned back and watched helplessly as Kyle’s entire body shook, his teeth biting into the ball gag, lost in lust and frustration as his small cock twitched. His upper body twisted back and forth, his handcuffed wrists desperately attempting to reach around either side of his body so a hand or even a finger could give some sort of stimulation. Unfortunately for Kyle, there was just no reaching his tiny erect dick. His hips thrusted in the air uselessly, trying to will himself into releasing the huge pent-up load that was teetering at the edge of escape.

Dante rushed over and held the phone camera aimed directly at Kyle’s face, laughing at him as he smiled knowingly. Seconds ticked by like hours for Katie and poor Kyle. She tried to encourage her husband however she could in that moment, calling out to him, “Look at me, baby! Look at my tits!” She moved her body to make her big boobs bounce for him, trying from afar to send him over the finish line. But Dante moved directly between them as he played cameraman, putting a stop to that.

Eventually, after at least 15 seconds of exasperation at the edge for Kyle… Dante said loudly for his own video, “OH SHIT! LOOK AT THIS SHIT, Y’ALL!” As he crouched down and zoomed in on Kyle’s small penis. They all watched as a small white dot emerged from the tip. But that small dot of cum didn’t really escape. It didn’t eject. It didn’t fly. It teetered there for what seemed like an eternity. It didn’t shoot, leap, or even drip to the floor. Ever so slowly, it began its gradual descent down the underside of Kyle’s short but still throbbing shaft. It was no longer a dot, but a tiny trickling teardrop. Katie watched as their hopes of “winning” Dante’s cruel game drooled away. She watched it trickle down Kyle’s still swollen and full ballsack, which was turning an even darker shade before her eyes. Finally, with no road left to travel, the tiny trickle turned into a tiny string. Dante looked over at Katie, grinning, and said aloud as he panned down the camera, “Look y’all, I’m a fortune teller.” The tiny cum string descended to the old towel waiting on the floor below. It held for a while until it finally split in the middle, with a bit still hanging uselessly from Kyle’s penis. His entire body finally surrendered in vain, and he dropped to his knees again, chin down in utter defeat. Dante briefly panned the camera to his own face to show his triumphant look. Then he panned over to Katie. She was lying on the floor next to the chair in the corner of the room. She looked at the camera in annoyed silence, realizing that all her efforts had failed. Not just failed to give her husband Kyle the relief he was desperate for. But that she had accidentally pushed him into some kind of cruel limbo between a tease and denial session, and a complete ruin of an “orgasm.”

And Dante recorded it all, to show off their defeat to all his fetish followers on social media.

Katie suddenly felt Dante’s firm hand wrap into her hair, as he pulled her up to her knees. She was stunned to see that he was, once again, hard as a rock.

“Damn… that was hot as fuck to watch you two fail so spectacularly. You’ll be giving me that 5th orgasm now, Katie.”

Dante swiveled the chair so Kyle would have a great side view of the night’s finale, and propped his phone up on the opposite side so all three of them would be in view. Katie looked over at her husband sympathetically. “Dante… c’mon… Please don’t make him watch us right now. Not after that. AAAGGGGHHH!” Katie gagged as Dante forced her mouth onto his big black cock.

“Shut up and suck it, slave! Show your husband what kind of treatment a real man gets.” Katie grumbled in a pathetic show of defiance. Yet once again, she felt her own wetness return between her legs. ‘Damn you, Dante!’ she thought to herself as she submitted to his authority and once again sucked him to completion. Surprisingly but thankfully, it didn’t take long. The triumph and absolute domination of the submissive couple the entire month culminated in one last eruption. He even pulled back out of Katie’s throat, so Kyle would see the thick load of Dante’s released cum overflow out the edges of Katie’s mouth. Dante growled like an animal as he came for a 5th time. Even with his ridiculously short refractory period, he couldn’t remember ever cumming this many times in the same night.

Katie gasped, coughed, and sucked in air as he eventually allowed her to pull away from his cock. She glanced over at her husband, embarrassed, and silently mouthed ‘I’m sorry’ to him as the last of Dante’s cum dribbled down her chin and splashed onto her large exposed breasts.

As the married couple each remained kneeling on the floor, separately lingering in subspace, Dante got some pics of them both kneeling at his feet. Then he finally released Katie from the armbinder. Katie’s arms and shoulders ached, but she didn’t dare complain. Dante told her to wait until he left before cleaning herself up, but allowed her to clean Kyle up a bit now.

Then Dante ordered Katie to lock the chastity cage back onto Kyle. She walked over to her husband, where he remained kneeling on the floor over the lightly cum-dribbled towel. Still handcuffed, still ballgagged, and with his mind still floating in subspace. Katie crouched down, helped him spread his legs, and applied the ice cubes they use to shrink him for caging. She whispered gently to him, “I’m so sorry, baby. I tried so hard, I really did.” He looked into her eyes and nodded acceptingly, ever the little trooper. She slid the tiny cage over his chilled, shrunken penis. She leaned in and kissed him gently on the cheek as the lock clicked into place. Katie returned the chastity key necklace around her neck, as the weight of the small key once again pulled the necklace to dangle down between her breasts.

—

Epilogue…

The next day, the couple was snuggled up on the couch together wearing boring PJ’s. They were both thankful that they had the rest of the weekend to recover from Halloween night. They kissed and petted on one another affectionately. She had brought him a rotation of two bags of frozen peas off and on, to use in an attempt to lessen the swelling of his blue balls. Eventually, Kyle laid his head down in her lap and fell asleep as she ran her fingers slowly through his hair. All was right in the world again for the couple. Even if the cage… and Dante… were never far from their minds.

As relaxing binge TV played in the background, curiosity got the best of Katie. She made sure her phone volume was set to low, and snuck a peek at Dante’s kink-related socials. He had posted the pics of the trio together, and Katie couldn’t help but shake her head and laugh a little at their disarray. Apparently, he had been posting his game rule ideas all month long, so his followers seemed intimately familiar with them. The ridiculous amount of likes on the videos already did not surprise her. As one video continued, he announced that his sub couple had “technically” managed to make Kyle cum, so we had won the game. Watching her own reaction and that of her poor, helpless hubby from last night was surreal, as Dante announced that our reward would be a more challenging game for the end of No Nut November! We both audibly groaned in the video as it ended with a cocky wink at the camera by Dante.

Katie rolled her eyes and sighed as she sat comfy on the couch, still running her hands through the hair of her loyal dozing husband. But she couldn’t help but feel the sudden dampness below again… brought on by Dante’s arrogant public display. That man was infuriatingly masterful.

Deciding not to deep dive too far into Dante’s interactions with his followers, she was about to close the app. But she glanced at a single post title that caught her attention.

**Brainstorming ideas for Denial December**

Kyle still slept soundly against her, blissfully unaware. Katie’s lovely face scrunched up in a bratty pout as she whispered to herself, “Dante… you cruel bastard…”

The End.

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