SPH-THEMED EROTICA STORIES

For a couple of years now, Kyle had been begging his wife, Katie, to travel to Atlanta, Georgia, to attend the yearly Nerd-Con together. She had told him that she had zero interest in spending multiple days stuffed into crowds of smelly ogling incels. But he promised her over and over that it wasn’t like that. Ok, well maybe some smell… Atlanta is hot and sticky. And yes, some ogling as well. But that was because his wife was sexy-thick and extremely busty. He assured her that there would be plenty of fun stuff she would be interested in.

She doubted at first, but then she got around to doing a bit of her own research about the events. Sure, there was a plethora of goofy stuff for her husband, Kyle, to nerd out on. But she was pleased to learn that there were also lots of after-dark parties and events. And apparently there was a specific party each year that was extremely kinky and wild. Now THAT was the kind of thing that Katie wanted to try.

So they had booked their flight and a room in one of the huge downtown hotels hosting the event. Kyle got some geeky cosplays and convinced her to wear them. He seemed especially excited for her to walk around with him while dressed up as buxom superhero Power Girl. Katie rolled her eyes at that one, knowing she’d have creepy weirdos staring. But Kyle had always been the chubby nerd that never got or kept the girl. Now that he had a sexy wife, he wanted to show her off in front of all his fellow nerds. So she gave in and agreed.

But they also learned that the specific party Katie wanted them to attend had a very strict requirement for kinky-themed couples or poly cosplays only. Paid to attend or not, if you were alone or you weren’t wearing matched kinky outfits, you’d be turned away at the door. So in return for her agreeing to “go geek” for him for the rest of the Con, she made him vow to get them into that party. He kept turning down kinky couples outfit ideas, though. He wasn’t making it easy. He said he felt like he couldn’t pull most of them off. She only managed to get him to agree to one of the more boring ideas. She’d be a sexy cop, and he’d wear an orange inmate jumpsuit. She was annoyed that was the wildest he’d try, but at least it’d get them through the door.

Kyle had to work extra hours just before their trip, so Katie ended up packing all the luggage. She followed online suggestions to have one set of luggage for regular clothes and a separate set for all her cosplay outfits. So they loaded everything up and rushed to the airport to catch their flight.

Atlanta was muggy when they arrived. It took forever just to get out of the airport because there were issues with baggage claim. They had already read online that the lines to pick up event badges were already getting insane, so they rushed along to their Uber. They got delayed even more trying to get checked in at the hotel, rushed to drop off their luggage in the room, and hurried back out into the sweltering heat to walk to the badge pickup building. The line was so long that it wrapped around the block. After 3 hours of standing in the heat and crowds of sweaty, exhausted people, they finally got their event badges.

Finally back in their hotel room, they both stripped, tossed towels over the bed, and collapsed for naps in the AC. But the kinky party was tonight, so after they recovered, Katie got up to shower first. Kyle continued sleeping until she was done. She saw that it was dark outside, so she slapped his ass and told him to get cleaned up. She wasn’t chancing delays anymore.

While Kyle was showering, Katie unzipped her cosplay bag. Her eyes went wide in surprise and confusion as she looked back towards the bathroom door. A few minutes later, when Kyle emerged naked and drying off, he found Katie sitting on the bed naked and looking worried.

“Ummm… Kyle, we have a problem.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I think some of our luggage got mixed up with someone else’s. Look at this.”

She flipped the top of what looked like her cosplay bag. But inside, there was only a large bag of makeup products, a couple of temporary-tattoo stickers, a leather collar-and-leash combo… and a small selection of skimpy women’s apparel. The apparel was all still packaged, never worn, and all had a logo with the word “BLACKED” printed on them.

“What the hell?!” Kyle exclaimed, thoroughly confused.

He rushed over and opened his own cosplay bag. His eyes went wide in shock. “What… the… fuck?!”

Katie walked over and peeked in. Inside Kyle’s bag was an assortment of small frilly pink women’s outfits.

Kyle shook his head, furious with the airline. “FUCK! I spent a lot of money on all our cosplay outfits. Goddammit. What am I gonna wear to the panels in the morning?”

As Katie dug through the small, girly-pink outfits in his bag, she gave Kyle an angry look and glared at him. “To the panels tomorrow?! THAT’S what you are thinking about right now?! The only reason I came along for this freakshow was to go to the Kink party tonight. What the hell are we going to do?!”

Kyle realized he had pissed her off and started backtracking, trying to show more concern for her interests. “Ok ok, hold on… let’s think. We can call the airline.”

“Kyle! The party is in an hour! What the fuck are they gonna do for us?!”

“I know, I know… I’m sorry baby, I really am. But they won’t let us in without our cosplays.”

Katie stood over Kyle’s bag and thought to herself. She grabbed her phone off the dresser beside the bag and started typing. Meanwhile, Kyle uselessly opened and dug through their “normal clothes” bags, which, ironically, were the correct ones. But nothing in them would work as kinky cosplays.

Katie kept scrolling, while Kyle was being useless. Her eyes went wide a few times as she scrolled, but a plan began to form in her mind.

She pondered out loud, “Ok… none of this frilly stuff in here will fit me. Maybe I can squeeze into one of the outfits in ‘my’ bag.”

Kyle looked at her in utter confusion. “Wait… what?”

Katie didn’t bother to look at him but continued thinking out loud and digging deeper into “his” bag. “I looked it up. Apparently whoever owns these bags was planning to go to SOMETHING kinky in Atlanta. That BLACKED stuff is literally for women into black guys. Like, fetishized. It’s kink stuff. Maybe we could make it work.”

“Katie… I’m a pasty white guy. We have to match, or they won’t let us in.”

Getting to the bottom of his bag, she found a sealed box and started to open it. “Well, maybe you could wear something in here. I’m thinking out loud here, Kyle.”

“I don’t know what a bunch of frilly girl clothes has to do with black guys. But either way, I’m not dressing up like that. Besides, nothing in that bag would fit me!”

Katie finished opening the sealed box, and her eyebrow raised. She flipped the box over to read its label. “Actually… there is ONE thing in this bag that I think you could fit into…”

She held up the label of the box. It read ‘Male Chastity Device’. She pulled the contents out of the box. It was an assortment of metal rings, a small lock mechanism with a matching key, and a round, flat metal panel with small holes.

Kyle looked at his wife and scoffed. “No way, Katie. No way in hell. First of all… there’s no way I’d fit in that thing.”

Katie laughed sarcastically, glanced down at Kyle’s small, currently exposed penis, and looked back up at him. “Kyle… you’d fit. We BOTH know you’d fit.”

Kyle’s cheeks turned red. “I mean… what the hell would wearing that thing even help? I’m still not a black guy.”

Katie rolled her eyes. “No dummy. It matches. I’d be the woman obsessed with fucking black guys. You’d be the locked-up white guy that I make go without sex. It’s like… It’s apparently a thing.”

Kyle looked puzzled again. “So like, what? Had I go to the party as some extreme simp you keep around for laughs? Seriously?”

“OMG Kyle… It’s cosplay! I was willing to walk around a smelly crowd of sweaty creepers while dressed up as the comic book woman they masturbate to. I was willing to do that for you. Would it kill you to cosplay something weird for me? It’s one party. And you fucking promised me you’d get me in. You PROMISED.”

Kyle sighed and shook his head a bit, but he knew she had a point. “How would I even wear that as a costume? I can’t walk through the hotel like that to get to the party.”

Katie thought for a second… “The closet has a couple of those big comfy hotel room robes in it! You could cover up with that until we get to the party.” She looked proud of herself for finding the solution to the puzzle.

“I don’t even know how to put that thing on.”

Katie tossed him the box. “Well then you better start reading the directions. I’ve got to try to squeeze into a top that is like 2 sizes too small. And do my hair and makeup. And we’re short on time. So figure it out!”

She left him to it and started looking at the outfits in her bag. She went through the tops first. She was too top-heavy for any of them, but she hoped she could stretch it enough to manage for one night. It took quite a bit of effort, but she eventually managed to squeeze into a black sports bra. It had a white band at the bottom, with the word BLACKED printed in big black letters. Her cleavage was spilling out the top, and some side boob was spilling out both sides, but it held. She grabbed a matching black thong, with a white waistband. Again with the word BLACKED in big black letters printed several times around the band. She stepped into it and pulled it up snugly. It was tight, but not as ridiculously as the bra. The black color helped conceal any camel toe. She rushed and did her hair and makeup. Nothing fancy, no time for that. Just presentable to look hot enough for a party. She ignored Kyle as he grumbled and whined to himself. A couple of times he let out a quick “OW!” She continued to ignore him. They didn’t have time for him to put up a fuss right now.

Finally done, she turned to check on Kyle and saw that he had the metal ring on, secured behind his cock and balls. His balls looked swollen and reddened. She guessed that thing had been a bitch to put on. Despite that, his little cock was currently hard and pointing at her. He had been staring at her ass in the thong. She glared up at him. “Goddamn it, Kyle! We don’t have time for you to think with your dick right now! Uggghh!”

In annoyance, she ran over, grabbed a washcloth, and snatched a piece of ice from the sink’s bucket, then knelt in front of him. Without asking, she pressed the ice directly onto his penis.

“Fuck, Katie! That’s freezing!”

“Yeah, that’s what ice does. Now hand me that flat thing. And be ready with the lock thingie.”

She waited until his little dick became an even tinier dick, shriveled up from the ice. She took the flat circular piece of smooth metal, lined it up, and pushed it into place. Kyle’s soft penis pressed into his body, folding directly in like an accordion. She held the “cage” in place and snatched the lock from Kyle’s reluctant hand. When he tried to reach to help her and maybe attempt to give himself some more breathing room below, she slapped lightly at his hand. She was determined, and they were out of time. The party would be starting in minutes.

Katie turned the locking mechanism and pulled the key away, Kyle’s tiny cock now locked behind the tiny flat chastity cage.

Without stopping, she hopped right up and grabbed the finishing touches on her outfit. She stood in front of the mirror and pressed the temporary tattoo of a black spade symbol onto the top of her left breast. Then she turned and pressed the tattoo “BBC ONLY” on her right ass cheek.

She trotted over and slipped on her 4-inch high heels, strapping them into place. She glanced up at Kyle as he stood in front of the mirror, fixing his hair but mostly fidgeting with the cage. She rolled her eyes again and thought to herself for a moment.

“Go put on your robe. And here, I actually had these in my other bag. Put them in your robe pocket so we can bring them with us.” She tossed him a pair of cheap handcuffs they had brought for the original kinky cosplays they were supposed to be wearing. She intended to put them to good use. She also tossed him the handcuff key and the cage key.

“Nope. No way. I’ll keep the cuffs with their keys in the robe. Those things are cheap. But we have no damn clue how hardcore this cage lock might be. I’m not leaving the only key we have in a robe pocket.” He tossed the cage key back to her.

“Yeah… you’re right. You’re right.” She attached the key to a long, simple necklace and put it on to wear down to the party. One more clever idea popped into her head. She grabbed the collar and leash from “her” bag and walked over to Kyle as he put on the robe. She handed him the leash, nodding for it to go in a pocket as well, and she put the collar around his neck. The collar had a ring at the front of his neck, for the leash to clasp to later. At this point, Kyle didn’t even resist. He just went with it.

Her heels clattered on the hard floor near the mirror as she gave herself one last look. She lifted her breasts and adjusted in the tight sports bra, the top of her soft natural boobs pressed up and out the top to create deep revealed cleavage. The necklace and key dangled and rested.

Kyle looked on and felt an uncomfortable pressure behind the little flat cage. He gulped nervously as they walked out of the hotel room.

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The married couple approached the entrance to the Kinky party. A line had been formed, but the doors had been opened several minutes ago. Light effects and music were already thumping inside. The line was slowly filtering through the doors as attendants verified ticket names and costumes. A few people were turned away. And as the word got down the line that singles weren’t getting into the party, quite a few guys wandered off with disappointed looks on their faces. Every one of them noticed Katie in line as they walked away and briefly lit up with interest. Then they each returned to an even more disappointed look as they realized she was going into the party… and they were not. Everybody ignored Kyle next to her, wearing the robe and looking awkward.

By the time the couple reached the attendants at the doors, the party was already in full swing inside. They could see a plethora of wild, sexy outfits, and the booze was already flowing. The attendants were both attractive women around their same age. They were moving their hips along with the music behind them and smiling. Katie guessed they’d probably be joining the party later on. An older black man working security stood to the side behind them. The closest attendant smiled at the couple and asked for their names so she could verify on her phone app that they had paid for tickets. Then she glanced over her shoulder and directed them along to the second woman. She looked at Katie with an approving grin. The security guard stopped his overlook of the line, his eyes lingering on Katie. He smirked knowingly and winked at her. Katie blushed and smiled.

The attendant then looked Kyle over and said, “Ok Hefner, we’re going to need something that matches with your partner’s theme if you want inside. Sorry, but that’s the event rules. No exceptions. Even for lucky nerds with women way out of their league.”

Katie snorted but stifled her laughter as Kyle was embarrassed by the pretty woman attendant’s verbal jab.

Kyle answered awkwardly, “Yeah, um… I match with her; I just can’t disrobe out here, ok? I’d have to be past the doors first.” Kyle was hoping he could blend in and hide his shame in the dark, light-strobing room before disrobing.

“It’s fine, dude. No kids are allowed down on this floor at this time of night. Adults only. You aren’t gonna get put on a list. Now show me.”

Katie nudged him, and he huffed, but gave in and took off the robe. The pretty attendant gave him a visual once over, and her eyes went wide as she saw the tiny cage on his junk. Before she caught herself in her reaction, she said, “Hooooley shit…. ohhhh wow.” She excitedly looked up and loudly called out to the first attendant, “Hey Tiff, you HAVE to see this!”

At first, the attendant looked annoyed with the distraction. But then she saw the look on her coworker’s face and bailed on her job to see what the fuss was about. She looked down, and her hand clamped over her own mouth in surprise. Then they both started laughing. Kyle’s face turned beet red.

After a couple of seconds, the verifier regained her composure and apologized. Then looked to Katie, “So he’s your cuck, right?”

Katie had a turn feeling embarrassed now, not knowing what that word meant. She thought she’d heard it as an insult on TV somewhere? “I… uh, yep! Yep. He’s my cuck!” She announced a bit too loudly. She was getting into this party, dammit!

The attendant told them they’d have to check the robe, but it’d be waiting for them when they left. Katie remembered and snagged the cuffs, cuff keys, and leash. She grabbed Kyle by the arm, led him just inside the doors, and stepped aside so they could finish their outfits quickly. As they walked in, Kyle heard the second attendant yell, “Don’t have too much fun, cuckboy! It’ll hurt!” He didn’t know exactly what a cuck was either… but he knew it wasn’t good…

Kyle tried to talk over the music as Katie fidgeted to attach the cuff key to her necklace. “Hun… I don’t know if I can do this.”

Katie ignored his whining. She wouldn’t let him back out now. They were here! “Shush… give me your wrists behind you.”

Kyle looked confused again. “Behind me? Why!?”

“Because I know you. You’ll keep your hands over your junk to cover up all night. That’s not happening. We’re doing this. Now give me your wrists.”

Kyle reluctantly obeyed. He knew she was right. He felt the cuffs click closed, holding his wrists cuffed behind his back. Katie reached up and hooked the leash to the ring on his collar as if she was adjusting a tie. She turned with a glowing smile, happy with herself achieving her goal for the trip and ready to enjoy herself. She lightly tugged at the leash, leading her husband behind her into the party.

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Luckily for Kyle, the crowd, combined with the chatter, loud music, and strobing lights, created a sense of anonymity. But he still felt embarrassed as hell. Every once in a while, he’d awkwardly bump into or get bumped by another partygoer. Some would look at him and do a double-take. A group of women chatting spotted him and started cackling drunkenly. But Katie kept them moving through the crowd at a slow but steady pace as they aimed for the bar. She knew she’d have to get a drink or three into Kyle for him to chill out and try to have some fun.

She was amazed at all the imaginative, colorful, and downright naughty costumes. Half the men she passed in the crowd gave her a glance that turned into a lustful look. She noticed a couple of black men hooting or hollering loudly as she passed. She even had one black man come up and try to start dancing up on her, but she kept walking for now. She felt a sting as he slapped her “tatted” ass cheek. She started to turn and call the guy out, but thought better of it. Fuck it, it’s a kink party. Whatever. She looked back to make sure Kyle didn’t react, but he was glancing at a group of women laughing the other direction and hadn’t seen the ass-slap.

They reached the bar and got in line, waiting for one of the many bartenders. Several people noticed them, and a few chuckled at the sight of Kyle. But nobody said anything. There were lots of wild costumes at this party, though Katie had to admit that his was probably the most noticeable she’d seen. She turned and leaned in so Kyle could hear her. “Hey… thank you for this. I mean it. I’ve been really looking forward to this. Sorry if I was a bitch earlier. I’m proud of you!”

His cheeks still reddened from embarrassment and shoulders hunched awkwardly, Kyle managed to smile at her. “Just get us a drink, and maybe I’ll survive this. I love you.” They leaned into each other and kissed.

Someone pointed out the line had moved. Katie waved and turned, heels clacking as she hurried them along to close the gap. She yelled loudly, “C’mon, cuckboy!” and tugged the leash, just as the loud music suddenly had a momentary pause to switch songs. Her voice had carried way more than intended. A few ladies nearby giggled.

Soon after, they got to the bartender and charged their room for 2 drinks each to get them started. They didn’t want to stand in line again for a bit. Only for Katie to then realize that Kyle wouldn’t be able to help her carry them. Then a hero conveniently appeared. A very tall, muscular black man leaned in politely and asked, “Would you like some help carrying those? We’ve got a table set up over there in the corner if you two would like to join us. We claimed it to get away from this crowd around the bar.”

Katie and Kyle both turned and glanced in the direction he pointed, and they saw a pretty blonde woman give a quick wave. Katie turned back to look at Kyle, and they both shrugged. “That would be awesome, thank you!”

The large man led them slowly through the crowd, his sheer mass parting the sea of people. He held the drinks up above him, with his hands low on the cups. Katie appreciated the obvious gesture, so she’d know he wasn’t trying to mess with their drinks. Kyle followed closely behind.

When they got to the small standing table, the three crowded around it and joined the fit, pretty blonde. As Katie got close enough to hear, the blonde said, “I love your outfit!” Then glanced down at her own, then turned to show it off. She was wearing a practically identical outfit to Katie’s, complete with the BLACKED labeling. Even the two tats matched, except the black spade symbol on her breast was a bit larger, with the letters “quality of service” added within the design. Katie noted that both looked like real tattoos.

Tina also wore bunny ears and a cute little bunny tail on her backside. Dante wore a nice suit. His shirt had several buttons undone, revealing a muscular upper chest. He didn’t seem to be wearing a costume. However, there was some cheap plastic headgear on the table near Tina. It looked kind of like a bull’s black horns.

The black man chimed in, “Hi, I’m Dante. And this is Tina,” and he reached out his hand to Katie.

“Hi, I’m Katie, and this is my husband, Kyle.” She shook his hand, noticing the size of it completely enveloped hers. She neglected to notice that she had switched her husband’s leash to her other hand, rather than let go of it.

Dante reached to shake Kyle’s hand, so Kyle tried to turn awkwardly for some kind of shake. Dante chuckled, clapped him on the shoulder, and smirked a little. “Don’t worry bout it.”

Tina chimed in, “I spotted your outfit and told him to invite you over. How long have you been in the lifestyle?” looking at Katie.

Kyle chimed in quickly, “Oh uhhh, we’re definitely not in the lifestyle. We don’t even know what that means haha.” he laughed awkwardly.

Tina looked from Katie to Kyle and studied him a minute, even giving him a lookdown. But she turned back to Katie before replying, “Looks like you are on your way to figuring it out. Cheers!” and raised her drink.

They all repeated “Cheers!”, but only Dante and Katie raised their glasses and took a drink. She reacted with a grin at how strong the drink was… then remembered Kyle. “Oh shit, I’m sorry, babe.” As she raised his cup to give him a drink, she held it a bit too high, and he accidentally gulped too much, spitting a little on himself. He coughed, “Damn, that IS strong.”

Katie started to explain their costume situation, “Yeah… so the airline gave us the wrong luggage. So the outfits we planned are probably in Mexico by now. So to get in, we had to work with what we had.”

“Oh yeah, we come to this party every year. It’s always amazing, but they are sticklers for the rules to get in. Which is probably a good thing,” said Tina.

Kyle felt the need to clarify, “Yeah, um, so they actually gave us some other people’s cosplay bags and…”

Katie seemed to be concentrating on Tina’s last comment and spoke over Kyle, “You two come to this party every year? Are you locals?”

Dante spoke, “I am. ATL born and raised!”

Kyle almost spoke again, but Katie was already pouring more of his drink into him.

Katie said, “This is our first time here. You have a beautiful city. We love it so far! Though I haven’t decided what I think about the Con yet.” Kyle was surprised Katie was suddenly praising Atlanta. All she did earlier was complain about the heat…

“Yeah, we don’t really get involved with the daytime Con stuff. But the whole place kinda turns into one big party after dark. And the theme parties are legit!” said Dante.

Tina nodded agreement, “Especially THIS party! Best of the best! BY FAR! Best DJ. Best crowd. Best energy. Just you wait… you two will have such a great time, you’ll become regulars like us!”

Kyle thought, ‘No way in hell, if I have to look like this every time,’ but kept the smart remark to himself.

“Plus, you get to be your truest selves. Sure, you’ll get looks or curiosity from newer folks at the beginning. But once the booze sets in, everybody just goes with it. This is the perfect place for lifestylers!”

“Like I was saying… we’re not lif…” Kyle started in again, only for the DJ to interrupt him to work the crowd.

“I’m just glad I’m not the only one dressed like this. I can’t believe we wore the same outfit!” Katie laughed.

 

 

“Well… technically we aren’t,” said Tina. She smiled naughtily, removed her bunny ears, and placed them onto Katie’s head. Katie giggled as Tina clipped them to stay in place.

Then Tina giggled as she removed the little bunny tail and slapped it onto Katie’s behind. Katie let out a little yipe, but smiled.

“Now YOU’RE the snowbunny. It’s a good look for you! You’re a natural!” The women both laughed.

“Awwww… but now what are you going to be?” Katie asked.

Tina grabbed hold of Dante’s big, muscular arm, “I’m a cheating wife!” Then she reached up and guided his face down towards her own, and gave him a deep lustful kiss.

Katie glanced at Kyle, and mouthed the word ‘WOW’.

When the long lusty kiss was finished, Dante briefly held up the cheap fake horns that had been left sitting on the table the entire time. He held them near his head, but didn’t bother putting them on.

“And I’m the Big Black Bull,” remarked Dante, with a cocky grin.

“Mmmmmm… that you are,” said Tina alluringly.

Tina looked at Katie and said, “Don’t worry. We can swap things up later.” She shot Kyle a glance and smirked. Kyle felt a surge of blood flow and was reminded of the tight cage he wore down below.

Katie looked around sheepishly. Making eye contact with Dante, she commented, “I’ll admit, I was really worried about wearing this um… apparel. I didn’t want to like… offend anyone. Shit, is this offensive?”

A deep chuckle sounded from Dante, “ABSOLUTELY not, especially when a beautiful woman like you wears it so damn well. Nothing wrong with being BLACKED. If anyone gives you trouble, please let them know Big D gave you the OK. Ok?” He grinned and winked at her.

Kyle watched Katie blush and smile at Dante’s compliment.

Tina leaned in and mused naughtily, “Damn right. Big D is always at the top of the pyramid!” Then she turned and leaned back against him, looking up at him longingly. Tina was definitely more than one drink in.

With some awkwardness, Katie said, “Oooookay then… nobody wants to be the bottom of ‘the pyramid’, right?” Not really knowing what to say to some of Tina’s musings.

“Hey now, some guys do their best work underneath…” Tina said as she finished her drink, then licked salt off the rim. She stared into Kyle’s eyes the entire time.

Kyle felt a surge of blood flow behind the cage again. He blushed and looked away to the DJ and crowd, unable to handle Tina’s stare-down.

Tina and Katie made small talk for a while, which descended into a bit of not-so-hushed girl talk. Katie was asking Tina about her tattoos. Apparently, she had been the one to choose them, but Dante was her specific motivation for getting them. Dante stood by with quiet confidence and a knowing smile, sipping his drink.

Katie turned Kyle’s second drink up for him as Tina kept the chatter going. Again, angled too high. But Katie was nearing the last of her second drink as well. The room did a little spin around Kyle for a few seconds, but then returned to normal.

Just then, a rap song started up, and Tina got excited. As Katie was sipping down the last of her booze, Tina took the cup, set it on the table for her, and grabbed her by the hand.

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The two men stood at the table in a bit of an awkward silence, as they watched Tina lead Katie onto the dance floor. Tina was already moving to the beat of the music as they walked in high heels to the edges of the crowd of partiers. Katie was looking around shyly at first. But Tina leaned in to her ear and said something that made Katie giggle, and then Katie started to loosen up. She began moving to the music as well, a little awkwardly at first. You could tell she didn’t go out dancing often, especially in heels that tall. Kyle realized, as he watched the smile spread across her face, that he couldn’t remember the last time he took her out dancing. He made a mental note to rectify that.

“Don’t let her scare you.”

Kyle’s mind had drifted; the booze and the music had entranced him for a minute there. He turned to Dante, “Um… wait, what did you say?”

“I said don’t let her scare you. Tina, I mean. She gets a bit immersed in the ‘role’ at parties like this. You know, the whole party girl crossed with FemDom tease thing. She can come off a bit intense, but it don’t mean nothing.”

“Oh no… no, it’s fine. I’m not scared of her, or upset or anything! I guess tonight has just not been what I was expecting. It’s thrown me off my game.”

Dante chuckled, “Your game… right…” but then continued before Kyle could absorb the comment. “She just doesn’t get to let her freak flag fly too often. So when the opportunity arises, she kind of goes all in.”

Kyle tried to think of small talk as the music, and his head thrummed. “So how long have you two been together?”

“Oh, nah, Tina and I aren’t a couple. But we met three years back. We’re more… friends with kinky benefits. We get together every so often for hookups. Or parties like this. She’s uh… she’s married, actually.”

Kyle’s eyebrows raised, “Wait… for real?”

“Yeah… I actually first met up with them as a couple, kinda like a swingers situation. She’s not cheating on him or anything. He knows about it. They were looking for somebody for her to play with. We all hit it off and gave it a try. It was awkward at first. Hell, I felt like a deer in headlights! I hadn’t ever done anything like it at the time. But neither had they. So we all just kinda felt our way through it together. To clarify, they had doubts and changed their position a few times afterward. But they ended up contacting me again, so we kept meeting up.”

“Holy shit! I thought all that cheating wife snowbunny talk of hers was just drunk teasing! You guys really are like, lifestyle or something?” Kyle asked.

“Nah man, it’s nothing serious or anything. Just something that sounded kinda hot to me. The idea of it. And it was hot for them too. So no harm done. And we just go at her pace. You kind of have to let the women lead, y’know? So they feel safe to explore. She’s introduced more kinks than either of us guys have. And from what he’s told me, they were pretty reserved before. Still are really; nobody back where they live knows. Just something to keep the excitement alive. And for me? At first, being the ‘big black bull’ kinda felt weird. But it’s just roleplay. Once I warmed up to it, it turned into a rush!”

Kyle shook his head a bit. “I’ll be honest, I don’t even know what the ‘bull’ thing is about. But I mean, I guess it’s like a fetish for black guys? Sorry, is saying that racist? Fuck, Katie gave me too much to drink too fast.”

Dante gave a deep laugh that put Kyle at ease momentarily. “Nah man, it’s all good! I mean, yeah, because her ‘bull’ is black, she kinda went all in with it as a kinda… fetish theme, I guess? With her as the white-girl-lusting-for-black-guys ‘snowbunny’ thing. But it’s just cause she likes roleplaying. And I think it helps her loosen up. Pretending to be a different sluttier kind of woman, y’know? Then she goes home to her husband on a sex high. So you just KNOW that guy is livin it up regularly! Even if he puts up with some other fetishes sprinkled in that probably feel… counterproductive. Like wearing that thing!” And nodded his head a bit towards the cage currently on Kyle’s junk.

“Jesus, you think she has him wear one of these back home sometimes? Wowwww. Hard to believe that would be a plus for their sex life though, right?”

“Pfft, you’d be amazed what a woman will do for a man that indulges a kink. It pays to roll with it when she is motivated enough to try one! One kink leads to her trying other kinks. That’s gotta be a good thing. Plus, it’s kinda sweet when you think about it. A husband going without for a little while, just so his wife can have more fun? Even WITH wearing it for her back home sometimes… I bet that guy gets laid more than you and me put together!”

Kyle lingered on that thought for a few seconds. He felt a slight twitch inside the cage. Wanting to move the conversation along, “I can’t believe I put this thing on. And I’m wearing it in semi-public. I feel like an idiot!”

Dante reasoned, “Hey man, how do you think your wife feels dressing up and going with you to some of the daytime nerdy stuff at this Con? Katie doesn’t exactly come off as a geek girl. But she’s here. At a nerdy convention. For you. For HER nerd!” They both laughed at that. “Nothing wrong with returning the favor so she has fun too. Even if it’s a little embarrassing.”

“It’s a LOT embarrassing! But yeah. You’re right.” Kyle admitted. “I think I might have upset her by dragging my feet to come to this party. She has REALLY been looking forward to this…” Kyle looked at Katie as she had her arms in the air, eyes closed, her curvy body moving to the music. Her eyes opened, and she saw him watching her. She raised her eyebrows in a ‘can you believe I’m doing this?’ gesture. He gave her a big smile, genuinely happy that she was having fun. But he also felt another, stronger twitch inside the cage.

Dante leaned closer to him and glanced from Kyle to Katie, then replied to Kyle, “So make it up to her. Tonight. No more complaining or dragging your feet, right? Let her have fun. It’s a kink party… let her be adventurous. YOU be adventurous! Even if that just means letting HER be. Happy wife… happy life, brother.”

Kyle heard and listened, but never took his eyes off of Katie. He gave her a big wink. She gave her final sheepish smile for the rest of the party, closed her eyes, and continued dancing.

As Kyle gazed at his wife gyrating to the thrum of the bass, his eyes lingered on her necklace. Every once in a while, her movements would cause the necklace to shift or slide out of her cleavage, revealing the small metal cuff & cage keys attached to the end. Kyle found that sight gave him an almost transcendent rush between his mind and his arousal.

It wasn’t the necklace itself, or even how it slid into her deep cleavage. Kyle had always been in absolute lust with his wife’s big tits. They were his kryptonite. But he’d seen her wear similar necklaces before.

It was the key. Or rather, the ongoing view of the key to his lust. Dangling between two of the greatest reminders of his longing for his wife’s body.

The cage felt like it was shrinking.

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The ladies returned to the table after a couple more songs, while the guys stood, enjoying the music and the light show in the darkened room. By then, both women were glistening with sweat. The weird little themed temp tattoos on Katie were holding up surprisingly well so far. She rushed up and kissed Kyle deeply. Apparently she had forgotten to be mad at him for all his complaining earlier. Dante joined the ladies to get more drinks from the bar. The awkwardness returned to Kyle a bit as he stood there alone, wearing pretty much nothing. But at least the cage felt slightly roomier again.

A very short, bookish-looking middle-aged man walked over nervously but almost excitedly. He was wearing a ‘gimp’ like faux leather outfit, with a collar on that was similar to the one around Kyle’s neck. “I just wanted to say, you four have the best group theme at this party! I was wowed when you and your hotwife passed by us earlier!”

Kyle found it weird that this guy just straight up called his wife hot to Kyle’s face. But this was a kink party, so whatever. He was right. But the ‘we’ word got Kyle’s momentary attention. “Oh, uh, ‘we’?”

The man replied excitedly, “Oh, yes, my Mistress and I! See, over there!”

Kyle looked where the short man was pointing and saw a tall, beautiful, Amazon-like woman with long black hair pulled up in a high ponytail. She was wearing 6-inch heels, making her tower over most of the people near her. She was dressed in a tight black latex bodysuit. She gave a slight approving nod and winked at Kyle.

The short man continued talking excitedly, “She told me she’d use the crop on me if I went over and bothered you all. But I hope that sneaking over when it was just you might make her go easier on me. Either way, totally worth it!”

These two and their outfits definitely weren’t just for show, Kyle mused.

The man kept talking hurriedly, glancing toward the bar then back to Kyle, “So I was looking around at all the great costumes, and spotted you four together over here. OMG, TWO snowbunnies?! And showing off that mountain of a Bull!?! I just had to tell you how envious I am. You are one lucky cuckold!!!”

Kyle realized that apparently that word ‘cuck’ they kept hearing was short for ‘cuckold’. He was going to have to do some internet researching sometime. These fetish folks have their own language. Then again, he knew people who could speak Klingon. So who was Kyle to judge?

The man started walking back towards his ‘Mistress’, but called out over his shoulder loudly, “Please tell your hotwife that Mistress and I both think she looks amazing in that outfit!” Kyle noticed that the Amazon had a riding crop, like the ones people use on horses, in her hands, lightly swatting it into her palm. To let the short man know he was in trouble, Kyle supposed.

Katie’s voice sounded out teasingly, “Oooooh, did you make a friend??”

Kyle turned and realized the others were returning with more drinks. Apparently they had seen, and probably heard, the group’s adoring new fan.

“He’s right, you know! Cuckold Kyle’s hotwife DOES look amazing in that outfit!” remarked Tina loudly.

Katie started a sort of celebratory dance walk to the table, hearing that and obviously enjoying the compliments. Once the drinks were on the table, Dante took Katie’s hand and held her arm above her, easily, given his height, so she could perform a slow-dance spin to playfully show off her outfit. She even gave the bunny tail a cute little wiggle. She was definitely loosened up to party now.

As he grinned at her having fun, Tina walked up next to him at the table and gave him an approving look. Then, a quick, teasing double-eyebrow raise. He smiled at her, glad that she was apparently warming up to him.

He took the opportunity to ask her, “So why did you call me ‘Cuckold Kyle’? I keep hearing the word cuck. What does that even mean?”

Tina gave him an almost lustful look as she answered, “A cuckold is a guy that lets his wife fuck other men. And sometimes he watches. Or, should I say, gets to watch.” She laughed and continued, “It’s actually a pretty common fetish. There’s a kind of humiliation play to it, but it’s VERY hot! A lot of the cucks get their cute little dicks locked in chastity cages. Maybe so the wife can enjoy something bigger…”

Tina nudged her chin to lead Kyle’s gaze back over to Katie. At that moment, Dante had been twirling her. Dizzied, she stumbled in her high heels and almost toppled over. Dante grabbed her around her waist with one strong, muscular arm and pulled her into his chest. She giggled as she said, “Whew! Dante, you saved me!” Then, just for a moment, Kyle saw Katie’s big smile turn into a lower-lip bite as she glanced up into the big black man’s eyes, looking down into hers.

Kyle didn’t know how to react. Tina placed a hand lightly against his abdomen and continued teasingly, “So see? You’re already dressed the part.”

Her hand glided lightly against his stomach and down to tap a fingernail against the flat cage. He felt his penis throb. Then she leaned into him so her lips were directly next to his ear. She gave his earlobe a light nibble. Kyle stood frozen.

Tina whispered, “So tonight, maybe give it a try. BE a cuckold, Kyle. You might find that you like it,” as he felt her fingertips glide every so lightly across his ballsack. Then she moved a step away and took up her drink, leaving him with his small compressed dick. It was trying to shove against the cage to free itself, but having no luck.

Just then, Dante released Katie so they could rejoin the table. They both took long sips of their drinks. Katie looked flushed.

Trying not to be obvious, Kyle glanced down at Tina’s left hand. She was, in fact, wearing a very large wedding ring. He raised his eyes, only to realize she was staring right back at him with a wicked grin. She gave him a naughty wink.

Kyle was startled as Katie obliviously turned his new drink up at his mouth, spilling a bit down the sides of his mouth as he had to adjust and swallow a big gulp unprepared.

“Eeeeasy, baby, I probably need to slow down,” Kyle said.

Tina booed emphatically, “No way! You two are finally loosening up! It’s a party! So let’s fucking PARTY!” She gave a salute in the air with her drink, and turned it up. Dante joined in. Katie turned both drinks up messily, as she and Kyle both took big swallows.

The two women chatted loudly and expressively about some of the outfits they had spotted while dancing. Despite his hesitation, Katie would “feed” him his drink every minute or so. He gave in and drank up whenever she did so. Before long, they all seemed to be buzzed. Katie’s favorite pop song started playing loudly, and her eyes lit up. Tina pressed into Dante and pulled him by his muscular arm out to dance. Katie licked her lips as she gazed into Kyle’s eyes, then grabbed his leash and tugged. His tiny cock was now constantly trying to fight against the flat cage. It wasn’t winning.

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Out on the dance floor, the two couples danced seductively near each other. Kyle couldn’t really do much because of the cuffs and the booze. But Katie held his leash tightly and danced up on him as they both moved to the music. For a while, all four of them seemed to be in a sort of erotic trance. The entire crowd was.

Kyle started getting dizzy. He leaned into Katie’s ear and let her know he might need to take a break. She reacted slowly, buzzing as she tried to absorb the information. She had let go of his leash, but started to move along behind him to head out of the crowded dance floor.

Then the music shifted from techno trance, back into rap. The entire crowd surged in excitement. Tina grabbed Katie by the wrist and gleefully pulled her towards Dante.

Kyle stopped walking, realizing that the surge in the crowd meant he wasn’t going anywhere at the moment. He turned back and stepped towards the other three, but was unable to move past a group of short women dancing excitedly. He was thankful he could at least see over them to watch his wife and their two new friends. Then he saw Tina whispering to Katie. His wife smiled and nodded.

Tina and Katie began grinding against each other right in front of Dante, putting on a show for him. Which quickly turned into a show for the entire surrounding crowd. The two reached and pulled Dante’s shirt off of him, fully revealing his broad shoulders, muscular chest, and tight abs. They both ran their hands over his ebony skin. People started hooping and hollering. The crowd parted just a bit, leaving a small circle for viewers to watch these two pretty women in BLACKED gear as they danced for this tall, dark, and handsome man. Kyle looked on in a sort of enraptured daze.

Tina and Katie both grinned and nodded at each other. Then they turned their backs to each other, bent over, and began twerking ass to ass against each other… and against Dante’s crotch. Both ample booties bounced against each other as several people in the crowd began pulling out their phones to record. A couple even turned their phone lights on to give everyone a better view. As both ladies held their leg muscles tight, they bent completely over towards the floor.

Dante’s large bulge in his pants became visible. At the sight of that, both women stood and turned to face each other. They each dropped their booties down to their heels in a wide crouch. So their faces were down below Dante’s now huge bulge, outlined in his pants. Tina tilted her chin up a bit and began licking her tongue in the air. Katie obediently followed Tina’s lead and began licking the air just in front of Dante’s bulge.

The surrounding crowd seemed to be in a voyeuristic frenzy. They cheered on as the two sexy women showed off their BLACKED-out bodies and simulated worship of the obviously Big Black Cock that stood towering between them. The small group of ladies between the three ‘performers’ and Kyle were screaming in approval like at a bachelorette party. Kyle heard one tell the other that they all should have worn BLACKED gear tonight.

Kyle stared on in dazed and confused awe at the erotic display. Then he felt a trickle of wetness descend his ballsack. He realized embarrassingly that he was slowly leaking precum out of the holes of the front of the flat chastity cage.

Mortified, his straining penis began to shrink inwards again in embarrassment. This shifted Kyle out of his daze enough to start moving through the crowd. He headed back towards the table, in hopes of hiding his shame. But the tables had all been surrounded by other people. So he simply stood nearby at a side wall, trying not to draw any attention.

Eventually the show apparently died down, as the music shifted again, and the crowd of partiers closed the temporary gap back up on the dance floor.

Soon after, Kyle saw Dante’s imposing figure moving through the crowd again, his big arms around the shoulders of Katie and Tina, both on either side of him. All three were glistening with sweat again. All three had huge excited smiles as the dopamine rush was still in effect.

Katie’s cheeks reddened a bit as she looked at her husband Kyle. She was about to say something to him when Tina exclaimed much too loudly, “Whoa! Well, I guess somebody enjoyed the show!” She pointed at the visible shine of wetness on Kyle’s cage and balls. With his hands cuffed behind him, he’d had no way to clean himself.

Katie looked confused for a moment, then said, “Oh…OH! Oh no, Kyle… ok, uhm… just hold on baby.”

She looked around for a moment, then ran to the bar and grabbed a couple of cocktail napkins.

While she was gone, Dante remarked, “Hey man, don’t be embarrassed. That whole dance floor was worked up out there! That was fucking hot!”

“Fuck yeah it was. Goddamn, you are so FUCKING HOT!” exclaimed Tina, as she groped at Dante’s exposed upper body. She stuck her tongue into his mouth in a deep, sloppy kiss.

Kyle stood awkwardly to the side in silence as Katie trotted back up. She immediately reached down and began dabbing and gently wiping Kyle’s cage and balls. Unable to help himself, he felt his little penis push against the flat cage yet again.

Katie felt the cage’s subtle shift as she wiped it and glanced up into Kyle’s eyes. She grinned naughtily, “I know I got carried away back there… but I’m really glad you liked what you saw. Like… I’m REALLY glad, Kyle.”

As Dante and Tina continued to make out behind her, Katie paused the cleaning to massage Kyle’s balls. His mind was spinning from all the booze, but he was aware enough to look around to make sure no one was looking at them. His eyes closed briefly as Katie’s warm hands held his swelling balls.

He opened his eyes and gazed into hers. He glanced down at her body and her incredible cleavage, and he…

Kyle’s eyes went wide in panic, “Katie… where is your necklace?!”

She reacted slowly but reached up instinctively to her chest, then her neck. Then her expression turned to panic as well. “Oh fuckkk me! It must have fallen off when I was dancing! Shit!” She looked back towards the throng of people on the dance floor. “Uhm, guys? We have a problem… help! I think I dropped my necklace during our dance! It had both of Kyle’s keys on it!!”

“Wellll… shit,” Dante remarked rather calmly. The booze had them all under its spell at the moment.

“Oh my god, there is no way you are finding that out in this crowd right now, sweetie,” said Tina.

Kyle looked like he was about to throw up or hyperventilate. “FUCK ME! That was the only key we had. What the hell, what the hell, what the hell!”

Tina took control of the situation, walking over and placing his cheeks in her hands to hold his attention. “Kyle, just look at me. Don’t freak out ok? It’ll all work out. They have lost-and-found tables near the entrance. If someone hasn’t noticed it yet, we’ll let them know to keep an eye out. It’ll probably be found during cleanup once the party is over. And hey! Even if it doesn’t. I’m actually pretty good at picking locks… at least when I’m sober. So you might just have to wait it out for the night. That’s all! It’s not the end of the world, ok?”

Kyle’s immediate freak-out lessened. She had reassured him, but he was still in a hurry to try to find a solution. “Let’s go check at the lost and found now! Maybe they already have it.”

They didn’t. Obviously, but Katie, Dante, and especially Tina all reassured him again that it would be all right. They informed the lost-and-found attendants about an important necklace they had lost, and they promised to look for it once the festivities were over. But that would be hours from now.

“Jesus… am I gonna have to go to the ER to have this thing removed? Should I go now? Katie, please take me to the ER right now!”

Dante interceded, “Brother, you are in downtown Atlanta, during a convention’s worth of thousands of extra people in the city. Immediate access to your own dick ain’t gonna be a priority for them. You’ll end up sitting in the waiting room all weekend. You’d be better off just chilling here until after the events are all over before going.”

“It doesn’t matter! Because I’M going to pick the locks. C’mon… Let’s move this party upstairs to our room. We’ve got drinks to keep him calm while I work my magic.”

Tina didn’t wait for any replies before she began stumbling towards the exit. The rest of them followed along. They got Kyle’s robe back and headed up to Dante and Tina’s room.

 

 

Up in the hotel room, each of them got cleaned up a bit from the sweat of dancing in the crowded party. Katie cleaned up Kyle while Tina dug around for her hairpins. She took one close look at the chastity cage lock and completely noped out until she could sober up. But she made a valiant attempt with the handcuffs. Unfortunately, they were all still feeling the effects of the booze. She laughed it off and announced that another drink would help them all relax. Dante poured each one a last drink so they could take their time sipping it.

“You’re not getting out of either of those locks tonight, cutie. Here, some liquid courage to help you chill til morning,” said Tina. She rolled a chair over for him to sit at an angle across from the bed. Instead of handing Katie Kyle’s drink, Tina helped Katie remove the bunny ears and tail. “I’ll take a shift with cuckboy over here. You go relax with Dante,” she told Katie.

Katie, still buzzed, simply kissed Kyle on the head and then sat next to Dante on the bed. They began chatting quietly about some of the crazy things they had seen going on in the crowd earlier.

Tina put on a playlist of sensual beats with no lyrics. They all just vibed for a while, and Tina stood and began to massage Kyle’s shoulders. Even with the drink still doing its work, Kyle felt another wake-up call inside the cage as the beautiful blonde’s fit body pressed against him. Katie looked over at the two and smiled as Dante began massaging her shoulders and neck as well.

“You’ve done so well tonight, Kyle… you know that?”, noted Tina. “That beautiful woman over there was soooo stressed out over everyday normal life. Dante and I could both see it as soon as we spotted you two. I thought to myself, ‘now that is a fun couple in a rut of some kind.’ I even told Dante that I wanted us to help you both. And I think it’s gone splendidly so far. Look at her over there, smiling and relaxing as those big, strong hands of Dante’s work their magic.”

Kyle didn’t reply, but he looked over at Katie and Dante. Tina was right. Poor Katie had been close to snapping earlier, when she thought she was going to miss her chance to go to the party. She really needed tonight. She really needed Tina… and Dante.

Tina worked Kyle’s neck with her deft fingers, and his eyes closed. His head lolled as he finally relaxed, despite his arms still being stuck behind him from the cuffs.

Tina leaned over and began whispering in Kyle’s ear. “I think Katie is so pretty and sexy. Don’t you think so, Kyle?”

“Yes… of course I do. Katie is everything to me.”

“I do not doubt that! You are a good husband, aren’t you? And you want Katie to be happy, right?”

“Always!”

Tina continued her whispers, “Do you think I’m pretty and sexy, Kyle?”

Kyle shifted slightly in the chair. “Um… yeah, yes I do. We both think you do!” Kyle corrected quickly.

“Ohhh, I know. I’ve caught Katie sneaking glances at me. I’ve caught her sneaking more than just glances at Dante as well.” Tina giggled as if it was just a little inside joke for her and Kyle. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing to be worried about. It’s perfectly natural. He’s a big, strong, handsome black man. Don’t you think so, Kyle?”

Kyle opened his eyes and glanced over at Dante, admitting to himself that the man was an absolute specimen. A bit of jealousy tugged at Kyle, but he conceded, “Yeah, I mean, of course. I wish I were built like him.”

Standing behind Kyle, Tina smiled to herself, “Hey, not every guy can be an Alpha male. And that’s OK! We all have our roles to play. The main thing is not to fight it. Let an Alpha BE an Alpha. Do you think you’d be up for watching Dante be an Alpha tonight, Kyle?”

Kyle turned slightly to look at Tina, confused, and asked, “Ummm… what do you mean?”

Tina ran her hands through his hair. “You know what I mean, Kyle. Katie has been smitten with him since she laid eyes on him. It’s ok; it’s natural. He’s a big, tall, sexy man. The same thing happened to me when I first laid eyes on him. It happens to every straight woman around him… or bi,” Tina chuckled. Kyle even laughed a bit, pondering and listening intently without interrupting. Tina’s hands began lightly caressing Kyle’s arms and chest.

“I just think Katie could really use an adventure to open herself up to relaxing and enjoying life. I bet if she did, she’d be more adventurous with you too. I know Dante has had that effect on me. What if…” Tina let the words linger.

“What if?”

“What if you wanted to see her and me together tonight, Kyle? Two beautiful women together… that’s always a good thing, right? Would you like to see that, Kyle?” Tina crouched beside his chair and began caressing his stomach and thighs.

“I um… well… I mean, I don’t think Katie has ever done that before.”

“Oh, that’s ok… I’m more of an ‘above the waist lesbian’ type anyway. But it’d be fun to watch, right? Do you like the idea of watching, Kyle?”

“I… haven’t ever really done that either. I mean, I’ve watched Katie use her vibrator. And like… everybody’s watched porn before, right? Yeah… I think I would like to watch you and Katie.”

Kyle’s eyes closed, and he moaned lightly as Tina’s fingers reached between his legs and lightly caressed his ballsack for the second time that night. “I bet you’d like to see us both with Dante too. We all saw you leaking earlier, you naughty boy. That’s ok too… I liked seeing that.”

“I didn’t mean to… I don’t know about that. About Dante. I couldn’t…” Kyle’s eyes opened, and he saw Dante kissing Katie. “What… I…”

“You’re ok, Kyle. And so is Katie. You know you want to watch this. Let her have this, Kyle, for Katie’s sake. Let her have one night of adventure. You’re cuffed and caged, so no pressure for you to perform next to him, ok? Just sit back, relax… and be our audience. Will you do that, Kyle? For Katie?”

“I… I don’t…” Kyle felt a surge inside the cage. Tina was massaging his balls now. “I…”

“Yes…” Kyle finally answered, his head swimming.

Tina whispered, “Good little cuckboy!” and she patted his balls lightly. Kyle’s body was slightly startled by the sensation, but he couldn’t take his eyes off Katie and Dante.

Kyle felt something against his lips and looked down to see a red rubber ball with straps attached on the sides. Tina answered his unspoken question quickly, “First timers tend to interrupt at just the wrong time, so you’re going to be quiet for all of us, ok? This will take care of that. You just lean back and watch the three of us put on another show. But this time, it’ll be for YOUR eyes only.”

As Kyle started to reply, Tina pulled back on the straps, forcing the ball gag into Kyle’s mouth. She buckled it tightly behind his head. Then she bent over and kissed the chastity cage. Kyle’s penis began to throb despite being pressed back into him.

Tina stood back up and pranced over to the bed as Dante turned Katie and lowered her onto the bed. Tina crawled onto the bed, over to the opposite side of Katie, and began kissing her. Dante’s large, manly hands roamed over her stomach, caressing her at the same time. Kyle could see that there was a large wet spot on the crotch of Katie’s BLACKED thong panties.

Katie fell into the dual embrace across the bed, switching and swapping deep kisses and tongues from Dante, then Tina, then Dante and Tina together, as they wove together. Dante and Tina each cupped one of Katie’s large natural breasts. Massaging them gently over the BLACKED sports bra. Katie was making soft moaning sounds. Dante eventually let Tina take over massaging both Katie’s breasts. He reached down and began massaging Katie’s body over the outside of her thong. All the while, Dante and Tina began a deep, passionate kiss as they loomed over Katie.

Kyle moaned as he heard Katie whisper, “Oh… oh god, that feels good…” Katie leaned up on her elbows briefly and looked into Kyle’s eyes, but she said nothing. She was in a lustful daze.

As Dante and Tina finished their deep kiss, Tina held Katie’s hand and pulled her up with her off the bed. Dante rose and removed his shoes and socks. Tina moved with Katie over in between where Dante stood… and where Kyle sat. Still in their matching black sports bras and thongs, complete with high heels. And the large BLACKED logos on both outfits.

Katie started to look over at Kyle, but Tina took her by the hands and led her down to kneel on the hotel room floor opposite of her. Tina unbuckled Dante’s belt and pulled down his slacks, and removed both. Now Dante towered over the two kneeling beauties. Katie couldn’t take her eyes off of the massive bulge that was barely contained within Dante’s tight gray boxer briefs. The outline of the behemoth awaiting behind the fabric was unmistakable.

Tina took hold of Dante’s waistband and pulled the boxer briefs off of him. His absolutely massive black cock sprang outwards between the two women, at full attention. Katie audibly squeaked her reaction, “OH MY GOD!” and gasped. Tina looked at Katie’s reaction, then at Kyle. He was sitting in enraptured awe of what lay before him.

As Katie sat kneeling before the veiny, hardened penis, she stared at it and bit her bottom lip. It was as if she had completely forgotten that her own husband sat just a few feet away. Katie thought to herself that it must be twice the girth of Kyle’s… and almost thrice the length.

Tina asked, “Kyle, would you like to watch your wife and me worship this BIG… BLACK… COCK?”

Now Katie turned and looked into Kyle’s eyes once again. Both of them almost realized that they were hanging over some precipice. With his tiny hidden member calling the shots for him from within the cockcage… Kyle made one almost imperceptible nod.

A huge grin showed on Tina’s face as she turned and looked into Katie’s eyes. Almost as one, the two beautiful women’s eyes looked to the massive erect cock between them. They both licked their lips lustily. Then both women leaned in and began kissing along the sides of Dante’s shaft. It almost seemed as if Tina and Katie were trying to make out. With this quivering, veiny member between them as a barrier, they sought to traverse. Inch by endless inch, they slowly began worshipping him with their mouths. Kissing from side to side along the length of his shaft, then along the top and the underside. Kisses… then licks… then sucking noises that later turned into messy slurping sounds. Some of each woman’s saliva mixed and glistened along every inch.

Poor Kyle’s tiny compressed member was also trying to quiver and longing for the pure, unadulterated pleasure that he saw in the expression on Dante’s face. Kyle thought to himself that he’d never gotten an opportunity to be pleasured by two women at once. His memory also called into question whether he had ever seen… or felt… Katie use her mouth so enthusiastically. That thought brought on the first true ache of the evening inside his swelling balls. Kyle tried to ignore the intrusive thoughts and continued to watch the erotic display that was playing out before him.

With an almost feral hunger, Dante suddenly grabbed Katie and lifted her by her waist, then tossed her onto the bed. Tina crawled over and tugged the soaking thong panties off of Kyle’s wife. She tossed them at Kyle, and they landed briefly onto his face. He smelled the unmistakable scent of his own wife’s arousal.

Tina pressed and circled her fingers onto Katie’s clit as Dante moved over her and pulled her legs apart. Kyle panicked for a second, worrying for Katie’s safety. Only to rise in the chair higher to see her eyes staring into Dante’s with a look of pure lust. She wanted him… Kyle’s wife wanted this God among men. She wanted him to take her.

Tina worked to pull Katie’s ridiculously outmatched sports bra up over her breasts, then over her head to remove it completely. Katie’s huge natural 38G tits bounced free. As soon as that was done, Tina proceeded to start licking and suckling at Katie’s nipples, one at a time. Katie let out a sensual whimper. Then she felt Dante’s big, thick shaft plop down across her clit and groin. It reached to her naval.

He pulled back away slowly, sliding each inch of the underside of his cock back along her clit. The thick head lingered there and plopped up and down onto it a few times, leaving Katie moaning.

Then Dante pushed the thick head slowly but forcefully between Katie’s pussy lips. She let out a loud gasp of shock and sensation, as the girthy head moved its way in past all the sensitive nerve endings clustered around the entrance to her pussy. “OOOOOH mmmmyyyy GOD… it’s so FUCKING BIG!!!”

Dante grinned with complete and utter confidence. This was obviously a regular occurrence for the man. Giving women their first true experience with a huge cock. The pride on his face was unmistakable.

Jealousy raised its head within Kyle’s mind again. His little dick kept trying to twitch and squirm uselessly.

Tina suckled hungrily as Dante pushed his long, stiff member deeper inside Katie. At this angle, Kyle could see her tight pussy gripping the incredibly girthy cock. Kyle would have never imagined that a dick that size would be able to penetrate her. But Dante was gentle yet persistent. At least… at first. Inch by inch by inch, Katie felt herself stretched out around the thick head and shaft. As Tina worked over Katie’s massive mounds with her fingers and tongue, Dante slowly but surely pushed into and past Katie’s G-spot as her back arched from the constant, persistent pleasure there. She was in awe as she realized he was moving deeper inside her. Deeper than anyone or anything had ever reached. The pain mixed with the pleasure in a wide range of sensations all at once. Just as she feared that she would not be able to continue, she felt the big cockhead push into the nerve cluster at what could only be her A-spot. Her entire body strained and surged with indescribable pleasure, as her first orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave.

In shock, Kyle looked on as his wife Katie spasmed and squealed in pleasure as she orgasmed on Dante’s big cock. He’d never witnessed her cum so quickly. Kyle felt a huge rush of adrenaline and angst roll over him, realizing how outclassed he was by this mountain of a man.

Once the surge of that first orgasm settled, Dante began sliding back out allllmost to the cockhead, her tight pussy lips gripping for dear life. Then sliding back in, giving constant stimulation to her G-spot. As Tina continued to go to town on Katie’s sensitive nipples and areolas, Dante soon drove Katie into another body-tensing, mind-altering orgasm. This time she was screaming in pleasure, “Ohhhh fuck oh fuck ohhhh FUUUCCKKKK! Fuck yes, Dante, please don’t stop! Fuck me, Dante!!! FUCK!!!!”

Katie’s second orgasm seemed to go on and on as Dante continued the same forceful, steady strokes. It made Tina hungry for her own, as she lifted her leg over and mounted Katie’s face. Kyle knew Katie hadn’t had much experience with other women. But by the sounds of lapping and slurping noises, Tina must have already been soaked. As both women eventually went from slurping groans and moans to another round of screaming in absolute pleasure, Dante’s grunting became louder, as a deep animalistic growl rang out. Katie felt as warm penetrating shots of cum blasted away repeatedly inside her pussy. A deep persistent ache took hold in Kyle’s balls, as he watched all three of the other people in the hotel room climax together as one, in complete sexual bliss and release.

As they all lay there on the bed, sweat glistening over their now naked bodies, both women’s chests heaved as they caught their breath. Kyle felt his frustrating pre-cum oozing out of the holes in his flat cage… once again trickling down his swollen ballsack. Believing that the show was over, he sighed and wished for tomorrow so he could get this damnable cage off.

Then Dante stood and picked Katie up off the bed. She squealed in surprise but looked up into his eyes with pure longing. He had just given her the three best orgasms of her life.

He was about to give her a fourth…

Dante set her down directly in front of Kyle, and pushed her to her knees. She briefly glanced over towards her husband, but never met his eye. Then without even needing to be told, she obediently began sucking on Dante’s big black cock. She was much more sure of herself this time around, as she slurped and suctioned. Occasionally she’d have to pull away to catch her breath, and a thick string of saliva stretched between her pretty lips and the head of Dante’s cock. Dante reached down and forced her head back towards him, as she began attempting to deepthroat him. She wasn’t exactly successful; Kyle wasn’t sure if deepthroating a cock that big was even humanly possible. But Katie was giving it her all. For a second time that night, Kyle watched enviously as his own wife pleasured another man with her mouth… with more enthusiasm than any blowjob that Kyle had ever received in his life.

With his erection still at full strength, Dante pulled Katie’s mouth off of his cock. He pulled her up to her feet, then proceeded to bend her over… forcing her to have to rest her hands on Kyle’s thighs to hold herself up. Then, with a grunt of satisfaction, Dante pushed his huge cock back inside her pussy from behind. With Katie’s face tilted down, looking at Kyle’s drooling cage and glistening swollen balls, Dante roughly fucked her from behind. Every domineering thrust shook the entire chair. Katie’s big tits bounced at her husband Kyle while he whimpered in distressful longing.

Tina watched from the bed with a knowing, gleeful expression that Kyle could not see. The fucking went on and on. Dante was relentless. Finally, Katie’s head lifted suddenly, her hair whipped back, and she looked Kyle directly in the eyes. Her breath held there for seconds in silence, then a primal scream erupted from deep within her as she came on Dante’s big black cock! For a fourth time!

Once again, the orgasm seemed never-ending. Kyle’s balls throbbed painfully as his wife orgasmed uncontrollably just inches from him. Kyle felt his tiny caged cock throb deeply, as he let out a pathetic, whimpering groan. Katie, still in the throes of pleasure, looked down at her husband’s crotch. Just as small amounts of cum spurted out of the tiny holes of the flat cage. Kyle’s entire body shivered and convulsed as he came while caged. Just from watching what another, better man had just done to his wife.

Dante and Katie, both dizzy from the booze and aftermath of their orgasms, stumbled back over onto the bed to join Tina in post-orgasm bliss.

Kyle’s no-touch orgasm eventually finished leaking out. His cum dribbled down to the floor beneath him.

Exhausted from the night’s adventures and adversities, all four of them nodded off where they lay… or where they sat.

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The next morning, Kyle awoke abruptly and groaned as Tina finally removed the ball gag from his mouth. He worked his jaw, trying to shake off the pain of being left like that all night. His shoulders and neck also groaned in anger at him.

He looked up at Tina, who looked half asleep. But then she turned on her phone’s flashlight and propped it up on the table behind where he was sitting, and he felt her tinkering with the handcuffs still locked onto his wrists behind him. Surprisingly, after only a few seconds each, she managed to unlock both cuffs. Wordlessly, she handed him the cuffs, patted his head, and went over to plop back down on the bed next to Dante. Kyle whispered, trying to ask about the cage, but she just waved him off and soon fell asleep.

Kyle rubbed his sore wrists, thankful to be free of them. Then the memories of the night before came rushing back at him. He was bombarded with a wide array of emotions. Painful… then lustful… then painful again.

Kyle looked over at his beautiful wife Katie. She was lying naked on the bed, rising and falling, snuggled up on Dante’s muscular chest. Jealousy, longing, lust, and fear all raged in the back of Kyle’s mind. Not knowing what to do with himself, he simply went to the restroom to clean himself up and piss. The leftover cum was a mess, but he managed it with a quick shower. He massaged his balls, as they still ached. But they weren’t quite as swollen. So that was a good thing, right?

Trying to come to terms with what all of this meant for him and his wife as he toweled himself off, he suddenly noticed that Tina’s phone light was still on. He went over and turned it off, and saw what time it was. Out of instinct for his original plans for this trip, he realized that the panels would already be forming lines downstairs. Reluctantly, he walked over and nudged his sleeping wife.

Katie’s eyes slowly opened, and she took in her surroundings. Her head lifted off of Dante’s chest. She turned and realized that Kyle had awakened her… then looked back at who she had been lying on. She moved off of him with an awkward look, then glanced at Kyle sheepishly. “Uh… hey.”

“Hey.” Kyle quietly knelt beside the bed and began petting her hair.

Katie smiled at his gesture of love, knowing he was already trying to make her feel better about everything.

“Kyle… are you ok?”

After a brief pause to think about it, “I think I will be. I’ll just have to work through some me stuff.”

“Kyle… are WE ok?”

Kyle leaned over and kissed her cheek. “My wife is sexy and beautiful. And she didn’t do anything wrong last night. I’m a lucky man. I might just need some help working through all this later—especially this goddamn cage. But yeah… we’re ok. Ok?”

Katie looked at him with a thankful smile. “Ok.”

“So uh… the panels are starting up, so I’m going to run to our room and put on something other than my bathrobe, and continue with my day as planned. I think I need the distractions. I’ll probably be in panels all day. Would you… like to go with me?”

Katie chuckled softly, “I think I need recovery time from the hangover… among other things. So I think I’ll just stay here and sleep it off, ok? But please have fun! And I promise I’ll check back with the lost and found later. I love you.”

“I love you too.” Said Kyle, as they gave each other a quick kiss.

As Katie rolled over, she put her head on a pillow rather than Dante this time. Kyle rolled up and quietly rushed out the door to be a nerd. But not quite able to ignore his new title as well.

He was a “cuck” now.

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Epilogue

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The door to the hotel room closed behind Kyle as he rushed down to the first of his full day’s convention panels. About 10 seconds later, his wife Katie breathed a huge sigh of relief. A devilish smile crossed her lips. She buried her head in a pillow and squealed with glee, kicking her feet like an excited schoolgirl who just got away with something. Then she raised her head, wearing a big smile, and turned to Dante.

“OH… MY… GOD! You were right! He actually fell for it!”

The huge, muscular black mastermind leaned back in the chair as if it were his throne and smirked with confident self-satisfaction. “Beta guys tend to be pretty damn naive. I came up with something similar that worked on Tina’s husband too.”

Tina trotted over and sat in Dante’s lap with a knowing grin. “And now look at us! Hubby is back at home all locked up, working hard and doing chores. And I’m here with my REAL man, helping him tame another couple!” Tina looked into Dante’s eyes with pure lust and kissed him deeply.

Katie got out of bed and walked closer to the couple as they made out, standing sheepishly for several seconds. They finally broke away from their passionate kiss and noticed her. With a cocky grin, Dante grabbed her around her waist with one muscular arm. Tina moved over to make room, as Katie giggled and got pulled onto Dante’s lap too. He kissed her deeply and passionately as well, and the three of them snuggled up together blissfully.

“Ever since you two found me on that Kink app, I wanted to meet up soooo bad. But I was so nervous about how to make it happen. I’ve been anxious as hell trying to keep it together and follow your plan, Dante. Having me run into the women’s restroom downstairs right after check-in so that I could slip Tina our extra room key? That was fucking genius!”

Tina chuckled and looked up into Dante’s eyes in admiration. “Yep, our Master is fucking clever. Then we just waited for you two to drop off your luggage. You ran off to stand in the line for event badges. We snuck in and swapped the cosplay bags. Voila! The trap was set!”

Katie giggled, “Holy shit, I soooo almost broke character when I saw that the cage you left in the luggage was a flat! I almost busted out laughing!”

Dante mused, “Heh, it’ll be good for him. Just wait until he’s spent the rest of today locked in that thing. After all he watched last night… and then seeing all those sexy cosplayers roaming around? He’ll think you’re an angel from heaven when you conveniently recover the key and necklace at the lost-and-found. He’ll be too relieved even to question it.”

“I still can’t believe he let me put it on him in the first place!” Katie then paused and fumbled through her next words, “Look, Dante. I… I understand what you want me to do when Kyle and I get back home. But I really don’t think I’ll be able to convince him. I don’t know how he’d let me lock him into chastity again.”

Dante grinned knowingly, “Nah… he’s got a taste for all this now. He won’t be able to stop thinking about last night. Betas never can. Especially not after they experience the real thing. You just work on him… nice and slow. Just how I told you. When he opens his birthday gift in a few weeks, he’ll get that beta rush when he sees what you got him. And after enduring that flat as a first-time experience? Hell, he’ll think you are doing him a favor by getting him a ‘nub’ cockcage. You’ll get him locked into it.” Dante paused to make a point, “That’s an order.”

Katie shivered and rested her head submissively against his muscular chest. “Yes, Master.”

Tina bit her bottom lip and purred knowingly.

“Now then…” Dante stood up, lifting both women effortlessly, one in each arm. The women squealed as they were carried over and tossed onto the bed.

“We’ve got all day to play. Your Master wants more. And what Master Dante wants… he gets.” Dante proclaimed. He towered over them both as his engorged big black cock became erect.

Both Katie and Tina licked their lips hungrily.

 

The End.

 

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