Learning the Chastity Ropes Pt. 02

The next day our bull was slated to come over after work. Ashley had taken a close-up picture of my cage before I tucked it under my clothes for the day. She put on her key to wear to work and left.

She has a pretty short drive to work and again, her job is hybrid, so she goes in only 2-3 day a week. Before she even went into the office from the parking lot she texted me how hot she felt wearing my key and knowing what it opens... or doesn't.

Unbeknownst to her, I would typically jerk off when she left the house every single day. This was the first real time I felt the cage stop me from a normal orgasm I was used to. I tried to not panic but it was tough. It wasn't made any easier by her selfie that rolled in at about lunch time. it was her with a devilish smirk with the key shining bright for all to see. This picture is my profile pic on here.

Nothing else really happened after that until Jason beat her to the house after work. He had gotten there around 4:45. She wouldn't be hole for at least 30 minutes.

We small talked and then he finally said, "Are you just going to act like nothing is different?"

I felt super embarrassed in that moment. It was something else entirely from watching my wife fuck him. This was even more emasculating that I couldn't even have an erection. That I had no control over my own penis.

"It's not like we have a normal relationship. Haha. Just show me." He said like it was no big deal.

My mind raced through everything he'd done to my wife in front of me and I realized this wasn't THAT big of a deal when you get down to it.

I dropped my shorts and boxer briefs, displaying everything. I felt such a massive pang of angst. Jason laughed softly and looked down.

"Man, you know you're fucked, right? Your wife is crazy." he said looking right in my eyes.

"Eh, we're just giving it a test run. I think it's pretty innocent at this point."

"Yeah, alright," he said. He then went on to remind me of the shit she says when shes turned on and how much she has already loved watching me "deal" with my cuckold fantasy becoming a reality.

I got pretty nervous when he said that but I would be lying if I didn't say I was turned on at the thought. My fantasy, which I'd mostly internalized, was for my wife to "break me" and not let me out for months at a time. Being the servant of the house, taking care of her and whatever lover she had that day, while she mercilessly taunted me.

The reality of that is certainly different than the fantasy. I never really thought about it being real. While we have incorporated parts of that over the years and yes, sometimes it's insanely difficult, we've never gone too far into a "slave" dynamic.

I told Jason I guess we'd find out together. I bent down to get my pants and he said, "No, no... You know how turned on she'll be if you're exposed in front of me when she gets here? I want a monumental fuck tonight."

His words were meant to pang my angst, which they did effectively. I nodded and tried to put on the bravest face I could. "Yeah, good call."

I went ahead and took my shirt off as well. I was now completely naked sans cage in front of our bull. I was pushing myself and trying to let go of my ego.

"Let's send her something to drive her crazy," he continued, "kneel in front of the couch." He sat down on the couch in front of me.

I was a few feet back and I could see the outline of his impressive cock in his pants. He grabbed it through his pants and held it while he took a picture of him holding it and me kneeling in the background. He sent it to her saying we're both ready for her. I don't know what she wrote back but I remember him smiling. I then got up and sat in the chair and we just talked until she got home.

The garage door wasn't even closed yet and she was opening the door to the house. I had a glass of wine for her and tried to act normal. She looked me up and down, laughed, and said, "Well hello."

She gave me a hug, kissed me, then smacked me on the ass before going to Jason.

"Why are your pants on still?" she said as she undid them. He did the same to her and her ass was very soon exposed with her red lace boy shorts in hugging it perfectly.

She got on the couch next to Jason and looked at me got her hand on his cock.

"How's it been today, sitting while you pee?" she laughed. I could tell Jason hadn't thought about that yet the way he laughed.

"Its been a long day," I said. Ash looked at me puzzled.

"Why is that?"

"Just being unable to do anything to myself," I said, realizing she didn't know how much I jerked off.

"Are you really whacking off that much where less than a day is driving you crazy?"

I froze up and wasn't sure what to say. She looked at me as she she lowered her mouth down on Jason's cock, "That's really disappointing to hear."

"Uh oh," Jason said, "she's not even drunk yet and she's disappointed in you."

She was too busy working his shaft to laugh but I did feel like a kid who had had his hand caught in the cookie jar.

I sat on the adjacent chair and watched as my wife moved onto her knees on the floor between his legs and enthusiastically worked up and down with her perfect lips. Her hand followed her motion and she'd periodically let it take over while she spent time lapping and sucking on his balls.

I didn't even realize how much I was straining until Jason pointed and said, "Guess it doesn't stop the precum," as there was a strand of precum from the tip of my cage to the chair.

I grabbed it with my hand to protect the chair as Ashley turned and said, "Don't fuck up the chair."

Before she could finish her sentence Jason had turned her head back to him by her chin and said, "Keep going."

I felt a little more dominance in the room than usual. I could only assume it's natural when the husband is naked, wearing a chastity cage, and leaking precum.

He was enjoying an incredible blowjob then I heard her whisper, "Can I ride you?" He nodded and she straddled him on the couch and started riding him with an incredible motion.

I was straining as hard as I had in the cage. I took inventory about what was happening exactly. It was getting tight and slightly pulling on my balls but not hurting too badly. The frustration was becoming real. The inability to jerk off watching them was hitting home.

She rode him for a few minutes, which I couldn't believe he lasted after that blowjob. She came once but kept going until he exploded inside of her.

After that I could tell she was still super turned on. She walked straight over to me, straddled me, and started moving her body like she was riding my cock. She was kissing me and I was super turned on but also confused.

She kept her hips moving quickly but pulled back to look into my eyes.

"Could you imagine being inside me right now?"

I muttered a "Yes."

"No you couldn't," she said back sternly, "real men get fucked like this."

I put my hand down and started rubbing her to make her cum. She kept staring in my eyes.

She started convulsing as she got close but kept staring into my eyes. This is when she'd usually say some crazy stuff and I was expecting it.

"You're never jerking off when I'm not home again, got it?"

I nodded.

"You kneeled in front of another man without me even here. You don't deserve this pussy."

I was so turned on now and was feeling insanely submissive.

I squeaked out, "No I don't, ma'am."

She came incredibly hard and squeezed my neck as her legs shuddered. She screamed and tensed up while I finished her off. Ash then collapsed on top of me.

When she finally rolled off I saw how nasty I was with the combination of her cum and his that she'd basically fucked onto my cage and lower abdominals. The chair was also nasty.

"Can you clean this up, baby," she said to me, pointing at the chair. Her voice seemed almost sweet again already.

Jason was already hard again and stroking his cock slowly.

"For fuck's sake, I need a minute," they both laughed.

I got cleaned up and they got on the couch together and were basically snuggling while I, still naked, cleaned the chair up.

"Well, what are we going to do about this?" Ashley's voice echoed.

"About what?" I said as I turned around.

"This cage. That part of your fantasy."

She had a way of reminding me 'this is only happening because of you. You could be fucking me yourself if you weren't a cuckold, idiot.'

I didn't know what to say and she continued, sounding more pragmatic. Almost like a doctor diagnosing a problem and prescribing the fix.

"First off, I didn't know you were so active when I am not home. If you can't go a day without jacking off you need help correcting that."

I couldn't believe this conversation was happening.

"Is it uncomfortable?"

I shook my head no.

"Good. Let's see if you can go another few days then."

Jason chimed in, "What's the criteria for 'needing out'? Just wanting to cum."

Ashley tilted her head like she was contemplating a great question then looked at me.

We decided to play that by ear.

I got up and cooked dinner for us. We were famished by this point. Ashley and Jason looked up things about male chastity while I cooked and would call out certain things.

"Babe, this says guys don't ever need to cum. Its just selfish." She stopped then I heard her say to Jason, "Well, for cuckolds."

I was feeling so submissive but I was terrified to tell them what I really wanted. I wanted to feel broken. I wanted it more than anything. I couldn't say it in front of him but I knew I needed him to help break me. Watching them fuck was never the full fantasy I'd built up in my mind. Breaking me as a man was. I didn't know if my wife had it in her. I wasn't sure if I could actually take it.

We ate dinner and they fucked again, this time in our bed. I let them have their privacy as I cleaned up. It sounded incredible and I had to clean precum up several times. I remember being amazed at how natural this felt.

When Jason left around 8pm I was feeling incredibly submissive. I hadn't felt it this heavy before. my wife was in just her panties and I was still naked except the cage.

I asked her what she wanted to do and if I should put some clothes on. she dismissed that quickly and we went to the living room. She sat on the couch and expected me to join her. I felt like a puddle as I melted on the floor at her feed. I held her calves and gave them a slight massage.

"Uhh, you ok? I know that got a little intense." she rubbed my hair.

I nodded.

"No, none of that. Talk to me."

I started crying out of nowhere and she leaned forward and was concerned, grabbing my head.

"Oh shit, babe, what the fuck?" she said.

"I'm fine," I stammered.

"It was too much. Shit, I'm sorry."

I shook my head and managed to mostly pull myself back together.

"It wasn't too much."

She looked at me and held my chin in her hand as she pulled face towards her.

"Look at me and tell me."

I couldn't look her in the eye.

"I can't explain and I don't..."

She said again that it was too much and she said we could stop it right then.

I realized I needed to spill.

"No. It isn't too much. I'm scared of what I want."

She leaned back a little and said, "Ok..."

I still couldn't look at her.

"When I was kneeling in front of Jason and when you were talking to me while riding me... I liked that a lot."

She smiled a little. "Oh really now?"

I put my head in her lap and finally just blurted out all of my submissive thoughts.

I cant remember my ramblings but the gist was, "I want you to break me. I want you to own me and make me do shit and deny me... I just want to be your bitch. I want Jason to be more demanding too. And how you get when you're tipsy or turned on, I want that all the time. I want you to be stern with me."

She stroked my hair and didn't say anything. Then she said, "Hey."

She pulled my head up and we locked eyes.

"Its ok." she sounded so sweet. "This is great. and thank you for telling me. I'll try out being more stern in general and Ill talk to Jason."

I put my head back down in her lap. It was a sweet reaction but part of me felt like it was weird that it was so sweet.

"This chastity cage really fucks you up, huh?" she laughed.

I nodded as much as I could with my head in her lap.

"Its been one fucking day, babe." she laughed and so did I.

"Imagine what it'll be like after Day 30."

With that she moved around on the couch and slid her fresh thong to the side.

"Lick it slowly, Jason wore her out."

I started started licking and licked for about twenty minutes. No orgasm. Just plain submission.