Shared Fantasies Pt. 02

Jess slapped Seb's thigh with a sense of pride. "I think the cage is a much, MUCH better look. Thoughts, Tina?"

Tina pinched her chin, inspecting her--so called--man. "I feel a little sorry for him, don't you think we should take it easy on him?." A half hearted answer, she'd found her second wind and was now pawing Jess's arm in a vain attempt to steal her attention. It didn't work, Jess was interested in her new toy.

"It's not my fault he can't listen to simple instructions. Besides, he looks cuter with his little worm locked away." Jess stroked the small of Seb's back. He shivered slightly.

Seb could only stare in disbelief at his locked member. He tickled the cage with his fingers. Any sensation he felt was mental, anything tangible was impossible. Jess faked sympathy--"Aww, Tina, I think Seb's broken."

"Oh poor Spanky Seb!" Tina added, petting his arm, her reassurance did nothing.

"Right, up you get."--Jess lifted Seb off her lap and pushed him away--"Back to the cuck chair for you." The words roused Seb from his daze.

"Surely I can join in now? Look at me!" Seb held his arms out and gestured towards his locked, feminine outfit as he made his demand.

"Tell me. What exactly do you propose to do, Cucky Seb?"

He tried to ignore the growing list of nicknames as he thought. He craved physical intimacy, even if he couldn't satisfy himself--"I don't know, maybe I could go down on you both?"

"I'll make you a deal, how about a competition? If you win, you play the dom, if I win, you stop complaining and sit on the cuck's throne."--Seb hardly felt like a prince.

"What's the competition?"

"It's a size competition, whoever has the biggest cock wins. Simple enough, right?" Seb seemed confused so Jess made her intentions clear--"Present your weapon, sir." She announced pompously, pointing between his legs.

Seb gingerly cupped his balls and cage in one hand, presenting them with theatrical flair to Jess and Tina--who responded in unison with mock awe: "Ooooh," said Jess. "Ahhh," added Tina.

"There's that confidence from earlier! Well, now it's my turn." Jess lifted the front of her latex skirt as Seb's heart sank. Before she had lifted it all the way it became clear, she really was going to be the man in this relationship. He could only make out her tip when he knew he'd lost.

"Holy shit, you're a shemale?" Seb whimpered. Did Tina know that he wanted this? He looked at her but she was grimacing at his comment.

"I'm sorry, what? Mistress is the correct term, you fucking bigot." With unfiltered force, Jess smacked her hand down on Seb's cage. It was a clean hit, he fell back onto the chair and grabbed himself. "Oh and By the way, you fucking lost."

"Fuck! Sorry, I didn't mean anything by it. Jesus you didn't have to hit so fucking hard," Seb was massaging his cage and balls tenderly as he gritted his teeth.--"mistress."

Seb refocused on the subject, The game had been rigged. "That wasn't a fair challenge," he said, his voice low, edged with disbelief. "You never meant for me to win, you took any chance away when you locked me up. You cheated!" Seb threw his arms by his sides in frustration.

"I don't like that accusation Seb, as if you would've won without the cage. You know what? If you're going to be such a brat about it. I'll give you your masculinity back."

Jess walked over to her gym back and pulled out a belt, she returned to Seb and started to wrap it around him.

"Seeing as you can't stop fucking stroking, this'll be a little stress relief for you."

Seb watched as the attachment on the belt sprang up before him--a six-inch, pink dildo now standing in for his cock. It jutted out boldly above his snug white chastity cage, larger than anything he was used to.

Tina chimed in from the bed--"Wow Seb, that looks amazing on you! I need to try it." She rolled a finger around her lips, slowly slipping it into her mouth. His mind flashed back to Jess's hand earlier, he felt a phantom drop of precum hitting his taste buds.

Jess interrupted--"Maybe later, you're mine first." she unzipped her red latex skirt and peeled it off, letting her length swing free.

Without thought or decision, Seb started stroking the pink dildo in front of him, it was a better option than biting his fingers. As Jess crawled towards Tina, she glanced back at him, her desire changed from unburnt coals, to a blistering furnace as she saw him stroking. She changed direction, moving away from Tina and instead to the edge of the bed. She was fascinated by Seb, her much larger cock rigid in his view.

"Fuck me here Tina, you on top. I want to watch him."

"Enjoy the show babe!" Tina proclaimed to Seb as she crawled onto her prize. Lowering onto Jess with her hips pulsing seductively. Jess unleashed a torrent of moans, but she never took her eyes off Seb.

The two dancers moved in perfect choreography, utterly in sync, as if their minds were tethered together. Seb tried to climb the mountain of his desire--but he kept slipping, falling back in frustration each time reality reminded him he couldn't get hard. He clawed for a foothold as he fell, praying for even a pebble of satisfaction. None came.

Jess hardly noticed Tina, she was a distraction from the feast--a side dish before the entree. Seb imagined himself in the position of Jess, he would have finished over 5 minutes ago. As he dreamed he stroked in pace with Tina's movements, having the stamina to have lasted this long was both a blessing and a curse.

Jess beckoned Seb to come over, drawing him in with a single finger behind Tina's back. His hand let go of the strap-on and hobbled over, arms extended to maintain balance. He fell next to the lovers on the bed, startling Tina.

"Quite a show you put on, Cucky Seb. You almost did a better job than Tina." Tina climbed off of Jess, pouting.

"He hardly did anything, he just stroked himself while I did all the hard work!"

"Well, it's not exactly fair to criticize him for not doing hard work when he can't even get hard," Jess grinned, eyes glinting. "Did you enjoy that, Seb? Rubbing your little toy like it meant something?"

Seb was exhausted, but sly enough to try and bargain. "I did. I loved it. I'd love it even more if I could actually stroke." He let the words linger in the room. "I would be very grateful."

His voice lacked the firmness it once had--his real desires seeping through. He was basking in the denial.

Jess smirked. "God, you only think about one thing. Fine. If it's that important to stroke a real cock... I'll let you."

Seb was ecstatic--until Jess made it clear what she meant. "Stroke mine, slut."

Seb's cock began a battle with the cage, trying to seize any space it could find but being pushed back by the entrenched resin. The thought of satisfying her but feeling nothing--only focusing on her pleasure--he was elated.

Tina folded her arms in protest--"well, what do I do now?"

"You're being very bratty, Tina. Be careful or else I'll lock you up like Seb. You can sit in the cuck chair and watch."

"Fuck that, I'm not watching while you take advantage of my husband. I'm not a pathetic sissy like him." She covered her mouth with her hand, too much?.

Seb responded in kind--"I like when you talk about me like that." He felt that this was his destiny.

"He's incredible, I always thought he was a knob in real life, but in here he's sublime. If you can't watch, you can pleasure him. He deserves it."

"God that's gonna be torture for him." Tina probed, unsure if he wanted it, Seb nodded in agreement but reassured her.

"Pain and pleasure in tandem. Perfectly balanced as all things should be." A deliberate attempt to be stoic from Seb, Jess rolled her eyes.

"Fucking hell, the less you say the better, get to work." Seb grasped Jess's shaft firmly. He could scarcely fit his hand round it as he began to stroke.

Below him, Tina started to play with the pink strap on. Still no feeling, only temptation until she used her mouth to tongue through the holes of the cage. Seb jolted in place, he wasn't expecting any true pleasure. Jess didn't notice, only watching his face as it reddened.

The latex succubus set her gaze, looking through him--into him--drawing him in. She sealed her lips onto his and drank his essence. Sapping him of any resistance as the sounds of her absorption escaped their locked mouths. Moans and groans as Seb focused more on stroking the source of her power.

Time stood still as she tasted him, how long had it been? It didn't matter. He only listened more intently to her pleasure. She seemed to be ready to release. She never told him to stop, so he sped up--faster and faster. Both of them breathing heavier as Tina matched their pace, until Jess finally relaxed, releasing Seb from her tight embrace.

"Fucking hell." Jess led back as her cum began bursting over the two of them. Seb was still stroking her as she came, squeezing out every drop, not letting any remain within. "Where the hell did you learn to do that?"

Seb didn't answer, letting go of the shaft and--without prompting--cleaning the mess, lapping her spilled juices greedily. She only led back enjoying the worship, panting and recovering.

Tina looked between Seb's legs, leaving his leaking cage behind. She smiled at them both and commented. "How were your fantasies?"

They responded in unison--"Incredible."