Rules 20 - Defiance

Sage lay next to Jeremy, pushing her naked body into his. The lazy afternoon sun shined through their master bedroom windows, crawling up the bed and stopping at their feet. Sage trailed her finger over Jeremy's throbbing cock as he kissed her forehead.

"I can't believe you've held out this long," She said, gently stroking the backside of Jeremy's member.

"I can't believe it either," Jeremy admitted, looking deeply into Sage's eyes. Sage didn't have to ask how much Jeremy loved her, because that single smitten look said it all. It also made teasing Jeremy all the more enjoyable.

"It's strange that the last two men to fuck me were complete strangers," Sage pushed her breasts against him, his cock throbbing in response.

"And I just sat there and let it happen too," Jeremy replied.

"You were a good little husband, as always." Sage relished in the discomforted look on Jeremy's face. "You might not even get to have me today at this rate."

"Then maybe you should let me... uh... let me fuck you already," Jeremy's words were forced. Admittedly, he was never fully confident in taking control, Sage couldn't help but laugh softly.

"Maybe I should give you what you want. But honestly, I'm wondering if it'd be more fun to have you take a vow of celibacy. What do you think? You could watch me get fucked as much as you like, but you'll never get to have me like they will."

Jeremy's body tensed as Sage's fingers explored the base of his shaft, "Don't make jokes like that."

"Who said it was a joke?" Sage asked with a devilish smile.

"Is this your way of telling me you don't love me anymore?" Jeremy played the question like a joke, but Sage caught the insecurity beneath his words.

"Jeremy, you will always have my heart, you know that, right?"

"Of course I do," Jeremy replied softly.

"Nothing will ever change that. Nothing. But..."

Jeremy raised an eyebrow, "But?"

"But... I want to own you. I want you to know that my body is something only those I choose get to have..." She leaned in close to his ear. "And I want to see you desperate to get your chance with me."

"Jesus, you're really turning things up these days," Jeremy recoiled slightly as Sage caught his gaze. She noted his wide eyes of surprise, the subtle trembling of his lips.

"Was that too much?" She asked.

"You terrify me, you know that right?"

"Then why do you let me keep doing it?"

"I don't... I don't know." Jeremy looked down at Sage's hand. "I'm scared shitless every time we do this, I'm scared of what it will eventually turn into, what we will eventually become..."

"What it will become?" Sage pressed.

"How long will this keep you interested? How long before you've finally fucked enough guys to realize you don't need me to do this anymore?"

"Jeremy I would never--"

"I know, I know, you would never leave me. But we don't really know that..." Jeremy went silent for a moment. "We don't really know where any of this will go. People change, and you have changed so much in these last few months." Jeremy's words were level, perhaps that is what made Sage the most uncomfortable.

"We don't have to keep doing this if it scares you that much."

"We both know that's not true," Jeremy said softly. "Like it or not, we are both addicted to this lifestyle now. At least, I am. I can't imagine going back to how things were before, and that's what terrifies me. Even admitting that to you terrifies me. I can never stop, as much as I find myself hating it some days, I can't stop."

"You hate it?" Sage placed a hand on Jeremy's chest.

"How else can I describe it? How else can I express what I'm feeling inside my chest when I see you getting fucked by other men? I feel... small, powerless. It terrifies me, and yet..." Jeremy looked at Sage and smiled. "I feel so close to you in those moments, and even more so after."

Sage didn't know what to say. In fact, she felt it best to say nothing at all. She let Jeremy have his moment, she remained present with him and allowed Jeremy to finish his thought.

"I'm honestly really happy I found you, you know that? What we have... it's so rare. I didn't realize how much I wanted it." Jeremy continued.

"Even though you hate it?" Sage asked.

"Is it strange that I want it because I hate it?" Jeremy replied.

"Very much so, yes," Sage said with a laugh. "Be honest with me, does this all still make you happy?"

Jeremy paused longer than Sage would have liked before nodding.

"It still does, yes. And I still feel lucky to have someone like you as my wife."

"I can't believe how sweet you're being to me today," Sage said as she fixed her hair.

"How can I not?" Jeremy replied.

"Even with how long I've been torturing you?" Sage said playfully. Jeremy chuckled and pulled her close. She let out a gleeful shriek in response.

"It's not really torture if I like it," Jeremy replied. He was safe, he was warm. Sage smiled knowing Jeremy was hers, fully obedient, fully devoted. She wouldn't trade him for anything.

"I guess it's not torture even if you hate it too, apparently. How long have I been edging you now? Three hours?" Sage gripped the base of Jeremy's cock, she felt him swell between her fingers as he groaned.

"Fuck, well... if you're counting the last few days too, it's actually been more like half a week," Jeremy said. Sage released his cock and straddled Jeremy.

"Wait, are you telling me you didn't cum during our little bathroom adventure?" Sage pushed her hips forward, her pussy gently making contact with Jeremy's cock. He gulped before shaking his head.

"We got interrupted before I could."

"Why didn't you just cum afterward?" Sage asked. Jeremy shrugged as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close, kissing her deeply for a moment as he began to thrust upward eagerly.

Sage felt the tip of his cock make contact with her pussy. She allowed it for a moment, grinding against him as Jeremy thrust a few more times, his dick eventually finding her entrance. He pushed in slightly, Sage felt the head of his cock enter her. But before he could push himself in further, Sage promptly raised her hips, and let his pulsing dick land on his stomach.

"Babe, you're killing me!" Jeremy said playfully. Sage laughed and slowly lowered herself onto his shaft.

"Be a good boy and answer my question first. Why didn't you masturbate? Was the scene not hot enough for you?"

"Well, I wanted to fuck you myself. I wanted to cum deep inside you, but then you started this teasing business and... well... I didn't stop it," Jeremy said. Sage looked at her husband for a moment and admired the desperation behind his eyes. He was completely at her mercy, she knew he would do whatever he could to have a taste of her again.

"Well, if I had known you hadn't had a release for that long... I would have made sure to make this especially difficult for you." Sage leaned into Jeremy's neck and pressed her lips against his skin, she felt Jeremy shiver beneath her.

"Holy fuck Sage," Jeremy said.

"You better be careful, it'd be a shame if you came before I let you fuck me," Sage bit Jeremy's neck gently before stroking his dick gently. He squirmed underneath her as his breath shortened.

"P-please... Sage I don't know if I can hold it in," Jeremy tried to shift away from Sage's grasp, but she sat firmly on his hips, stroking his cock with both hands as she relished his struggle.

"But if you don't hold it in... you'll never get to feel what it's like to fuck my pussy. In fact, I can't remember when we last fucked, do you?" Sage's pace quickened, she smiled as Jeremy's body tensed.

"I don't... maybe a week ago?" Jeremy said.

"A week?! Jesus. Just think, the last men who fucked me were complete strangers. Complete and utter strangers got to have me instead of you Jeremy. I let them use my mouth, my ass, and my pussy. They got to have me as much as they wanted. If we hadn't been interrupted, I would have let them fuck me for hours. But now, I won't let you have me for a few minutes. How does that feel?" Sage tightened her grip around his shaft, and Jeremy's eyes shut tightly as he began to thrust against Sage's hands.

"Please let me fuck you," Jeremy said weakly.

"You can't cum sweetheart, that's the only way you're going to get my pussy," Sage slowed her pace and loosened her grip, moving her fingers to the tip of Jeremy's cock and stroking it gently. She felt his entire body clench.

"Oh fuck!" Jeremy thrust upward, and Sage promptly removed her hand from his dick.

"Do you want to cum without me even touching you?" She asked playfully. Jeremy took a deep breath as his dick pulsed.

"I don't know if I can... If I can hold it in!"

"Come on baby, just cum for me, there'll always be a next time," Sage leaned back into Jeremy's neck and kissed it gently.

"Not fair!" Jeremy said. Sage glanced down at his dick and saw a shot of cum erupt between them.

"Oh no, looks like you didn't make it," Sage said with a giggle.

"Oh my god!" Jeremy's cock pulsed, each pump of cum covering their stomachs and chest. Sage had to admit, she was always impressed by how much Jeremy could cum when he was pent up. She trailed her finger down his chest as she delighted in her work.

"Too bad, at least last time you lasted long enough to eat my pussy." Sage leaned forward and kissed Jeremy's cheek. Wrapping her arms around him tightly as Jeremy closed his eyes and leaned back into the bed.

"You're getting a little too good at this," Jeremy said between breaths.

"You're seeming to enjoy it a little too much," Sage countered.

"You cheated this time. From now on no more stuff with my neck."

"Since when did you start giving orders?" Sage rubbed her body against Jeremy's, finding herself getting wet as his warm cum slid across her stomach.

"I should be up again in a minute..." Jeremy replied, his hand lowering to Sage's plump ass and squeezing it tightly. She, in response, grabbed his already half-hard dick and placed it between her thighs. Letting a mixture of her juices and his cum act as the lubricant as she began rubbing against him.

"And what makes you so sure I won't just torture you again?" Sage asked. They locked eyes once more, Jeremy gently moved a loose strand of hair behind Sage's ear and kissed her softly.

No more words were needed, no more banter. They melted into each other, kissing deeply as Sage worked Jeremy back up to a full erection. Enough was enough, she couldn't play the little games anymore. She wanted him, she wanted her man as much as he wanted her. Sage raised her hips and lined up Jeremy's cock with her entrance.

Before she could slam her weight down onto him, their doorbell rang. Sage paused a moment, glancing at their master bedroom door before looking back at Jeremy.

"Are we expecting company?" Sage asked. Jeremy shrugged.

"I didn't have anyone coming over, did you order something maybe?" He replied. Sage shook her head.

"No... no I didn't."

The doorbell rang again. A wave of tension poured over Sage. Deep down, she already knew who it was, and by the looks of it, Jeremy seemed to know too.

"Should... should I answer it?" Sage asked.

Jeremy paused for a moment.

"You'll have to get cleaned up," He said.

"Yeah... do you want me to get cleaned up?"

The doorbell rang a third time. Jeremy looked past Sage.

"Yeah... I think you should."

Sage promptly moved off the bed, she grabbed a loose towel and wiped herself down before quickly throwing on some shorts and an oversized shirt. She looked back at Jeremy who didn't bother to get dressed, he simply smiled back at her, seemingly prepared for what was going to happen next. She smiled at him before walking downstairs and towards their front door.

The latch felt heavier than normal as she swung it open, and she felt fire erupt through her when she found David standing on the other side.

"You should really call before coming over," She said shortly. David sniffed and nodded slowly.

"Yeah well, when you don't answer my texts or calls, what the fuck else am I supposed to do?" David leaned into the doorway, "Is Jeremy home?"

"He is, and we're not taking visitors at the moment," Sage shot back. David snorted.

"You're taking fucking visitors if I say you're taking fucking visitors, and you know it. Now let me through." David pushed past Sage, who glared at him before closing the door. David glanced around the foyer and into the kitchen.

"So, where is he?" He asked.

"Upstairs," Sage said flatly, crossing her arms and leaning against the wall. David nodded while licking his teeth.

"Wasn't interrupting anything, was I?" David said, smirking as he spoke.

"What do you think?" Sage shot back. David glanced down at Sage's breasts, which rested freely in her oversized tee.

"Nice outfit, could've at least gotten dressed up for me." David walked over to the couch and sat down, motioning Sage to come over.

"I'm not going to sit with you," Sage replied. David tilted his head.

"How many times are we going to play this game?" He pointed at the couch. "Sit."

With a reluctant sigh, Sage did as she was told, sitting opposite to David. She could feel herself yearning for the struggle. She felt her inner desire to be taken by him beginning to overwhelm her, and yet, in the same breath. She wanted to make him pay for stepping out of line.

"So what the hell have you been up to? How come you're not answering when I text?"

"Because I've been busy," Sage replied coyly. By the surprised look on David's face, it appeared he was catching her meaning.

"Busy huh? With Theo?" He asked. Sage smiled.

"No, you can relax. It wasn't Theo. At least not yet."

"So, with the old ball and chain then?" David leaned back on the couch, seemingly more amused than flustered.

"Partly, we had ourselves a little bit of an... exploration recently," Sage replied. David's smirk dimmed, Sage liked seeing that.

"What the fuck does that mean?"

"It means we found some willing participants, and they got to have me. Over and over, and you weren't there. Some big contenders for your replacement too," Sage crossed her legs and watched David's brain cook.

"Who told you that was ok?" David shot back. Sage couldn't help but laugh at David's frustrated expression, she could tell immediately it deflated him.

"And since when do I need your permission to fuck other men, David?"

"We agreed that..."

"We agreed that YOU could reach out to me when you wanted to fuck, and I would do my best to fit you into my schedule. You didn't say anything about having fun with other men... and I had fun, David. Without you. I let them use me over and over..."

"Shut the fuck up!" David stood from the couch and stared out the living room patio door. "I'm not like your limp-dicked husband... I don't want to hear that shit."

"Well too bad, it's what you signed up for. You sure you don't want to know how many got to fuck me at once?"

David glanced back at her, a mixture of jealousy and disgust on his face. "Spare me the details..."

"Three. Well, almost three, we got interrupted before the third got a full chance. Guess that will be my new record to break." Sage was surprised there was no snappy comeback from David. He simply stared outside, motionless as a statue. She began to wonder if she had perhaps finally broken him. After a moment of silence between them, David finally spoke up.

"So, let me get this straight. You've been letting other people fuck you this whole week, and you've been leaving me hanging out to dry?" David's voice was level, but Sage felt the rage underneath.

"That's exactly what happened," She shot back.

"And Jeremy was a part of it this time?" David asked. Sage felt a tinge of guilt swim over her.

"Of course he was," Sage replied.

"Well, that's an improvement at least."

"Watch what you fucking say in my house," Sage hissed. David looked back at her and smirked.

"Now you're getting it. I hope you also know I'm not fucking leaving here today until I've made sure you are good and punished for letting other men fuck you. You know that, right?"

Sage opened her mouth to speak, David promptly raised his finger.

"Ah ah... no, none of that shit fighting back bullshit. None of it. Unless you want me to walk up there and spill your dirty little secret, I think you know exactly where this is going." David said. Sage sat in silence, her arms crossed in frustrated defiance.

"Good girl, at least you're starting to act like a proper fuck sleeve. Jeremy still upstairs?" David asked.

"As far as I'm aware," Sage replied shortly.

"In the bedroom?"

"Yes..." Sage said softly. She felt David's pull, she felt her naturally trained obedience beginning to take over. She was so wet, she needed a release.

"Good, get your ass up there. I think it's time you both start learning how things will actually be moving forward."