Cocky

Cocky (bi)

"Honey? If a husband couldn't satisfy his wife in bed: because his penis was insufficient - would he be a real man?"

I wasn't worried at all. With my eleven inch cock I was all that! "You mean like a man with a four inch wiener?" Looking at her amused face I knew I had it so I kept going, "He'd have to be rich." Her glee deepened. "It's a good thing I've got it all - money AND a big cock."

Seeming to shift gears she snuggled up next to me affectionately. "Honey... I've got a crazy idea. Let's watch some porn." What a shock! On second thought, she obviously had something up her sleeve. She was my sorta trophy wife but she could still surprise me at times with her guile.

Nevertheless, the suggestion still floored me but also sounded like fun. She already knew what she wanted to see and the next thing I knew we were watching cuck porn, where wimpy guys with little penises pleased their wives the only way they could. We were the opposite of that as I was both dominant and big-dicked. The porn reaffirmed my preconceptions: powerful effective cocks were linked to dominance and insufficient dicks made you submissive.

Personally, I never really liked when porn focused on big cocks. I have one: why would I want to see another one in porn? This strange porn was better as there was a greater emphasis on the women. In this porn it was important that the women be serviced one way or another, and the dom/sub theme did turn me on. I mean, I enjoy being dominant despite having to hold back.

She leaned against my muscular body, leisurely stroking my manly cock which slowly grew to its impressive length of almost one foot long. Occasionally she gave it a little lick but I didn't expect a full blowjob. Almost no woman could blow my monster cock. Many, including my wife couldn't even take the whole crown.

Weeks went by while she explored this concept through porn. We saw so many ways a cuck could be controlled by his wife. Usually a second man would appear. She liked this one where the husband had a three inch wiener and they measured it against the newcomer who's dick was a full three inches longer. Together they dominated the husband.

One day Halli slurped a drop off the end of my cockhead then asked me, "It just feels right that the man with the good dick takes charge of the man with the bad dick, doesn't it?"

I gave a perfunctory grunt of agreement before she continued, "Would you ever be a part of that scene?"

Feeling cocky I replied, "I don't see why not."

I never questioned her new hobby until months later we were lying naked in bed while she casually stroked my beast and she brought it up. "About the porn..."

"Oh right, what's with the weird porn? I mean, I'm not complaining. We've been having sex every night."

She took a deep breath. "You know that video where the CEO felt like he was stuck being the in-charge boss all the time but he just needed a break?" I knew the one. "So twenty three hours a day he was the big shot and one hour a day he was the cuck..."

She looked straight into my eyes and announced, "Well, I feel like that."

It made no sense. "You? You feel like the boss? You're like the opposite. And we're happy."

"We are. So happy. Twenty-three hours a day." I hated the implication.

Now she was saying she wasn't happy. So I reassured her, "Baby. You know I'd die for you. Climb the highest mountain. Fight the largest army. I bought us this mansion of a house. You have everything you could want. What more could I give you?!"

"I know all that. You're the best. The best husband. The best man in any room. Strong and powerful and rich."

"And I have the biggest cock too."

"Yes. Yes you do. But twenty-four hours a day. Day after day. It's too much. I need a break. Just for an hour or so couldn't we do like in one of those movies?"

I struggled to see how we could. "Do you want to include a small man into our lovemaking?"

Then she explained it, "I want to change MY role. For an hour or so. I still want the twenty-three hours where you're in-charge." She blushed hot red, "In fact, you could even be MORE cocky if... " But she was too embarrassed and changed her tactics, "But don't you want a break too? Or will you at least pretend? For me?"

"Sure babe. I'll do that."

"Oh now you're doing it again."

"What?"

"You're saying you"ll do it because you know you're really strong. You're like the tough guy who wears a pink shirt because he's confident. I want you to wear the pink shirt like you're not confident."

She was utterly mystifying.

Then she stood up, "Go with it. Just play along and let's see how this goes."

I hid my smirk, "Ok."

Then she lit into me. It was an act. And apparently she was a good actress. "You're a pathetic man with a pathetic cock!"

It didn't faze me at all. But I pretended. We'd seen enough cuck movies so I knew what to do. I lied, "I know. My cock is so small."

She stood just a little taller and with her hands dominantly on her hips continued, "It's pathetic. Not because it's small, but because you can't satisfy me with it. When you try to fuck me you always have to hold back the last four inches. You can never REALLY pound my pussy. Which is why I'm going to use your mouth to get off. Now lay down on your back and get ready, cuck!"

She was right about me never pounding her. I didn't know where this was going but I played my part anyway: hanging my head low in mock shame, next I laid on my back as told. Yet somehow deep beneath the surface it felt a little bit true.

She sucked about a half inch of my cock, "I can't even suck more than a tiny bit of your worthless cock. Now assume the position and put your hands under your back!!"

She was right again. And I WAS starting to feel a hint of inferiority. It was a new feeling. And it WAS freeing to let her lead. To wonder where this was going.

She stopped her role play for a second, "Is this ok? For an hour? Then you'll be the perfect man again!" She set a timer as she said it.

And it was fun: the anticipation, the lack of control. A complete reversal for us. Like a vacation. "Yea. Go for it."

Halli pretended to slap my balls, "You can't even wear a cock cage to punish you for having such a bad cock. I looked you know - online. They don't make them big enough to contain your huge cock. What good is your cock to me? It's bad for fucking. It's bad for sucking. And it's bad for locking away only to get ignored. Why, look at it right now, it's only partially hard and I can't take my eyes off of it. Its presence fills the room when it should be my majestic presence filling the room."

I had a solution so I broke character, "I can fix that." I scrolled through my contacts. "Here's the number to my fabricator. He can make anything." I knew that Georgie would be aware what she was doing when she called him. And I felt a pang of doubt even as I gave her the number. But it would be like wearing a pink shirt. I was strong enough.

She kept the number then reset the timer. We played for a while longer with her riding on top of my face for a change. It's not like I've never taken a swipe at her pussy with my tongue before. Though, honestly, I'm not a fan of the fishy odor of her sex, or any woman's. Yet this position was so subservient and I was powerless to move on to fucking.

The drama continued as did her verbal tirade. Normally she would never have dared to speak to me as she did. But this was with my permission. "That's right you useless man. Lick my pussy good. Stick your tongue up my dirty hole and make up for having such a bad dick. Have you ever considered that I don't always come from your cock? You owe me so I'm gonna come all over you here in my twenty-fourth hour.

Halli slid back and forth, rubbing those unpleasant moist netherlips all over my mouth, "I'm so turned on doing this to you." She pinched her nipples, "I bet I'm just dripping. Am I? Is my girl cream flooding you?" She didn't wait for an answer I couldn't give. Instead, she circled one arm in the air like a bronco rider with a lasso. "Whoo! This is so fun. Now, suck my clit and give me an orgasm the best way you can!" She moved to allow me to do just that, and weirdly it gave me a harder erection than I'd had in a long time. Somehow knowing that she was riding me only for her own pleasure was a huge turn on.

When she was done I sat up, wiping her pussy-snot off my face, aware of some thick vaginal discharge in my mouth - proof of her climax. It was a first for me but it wasn't thaaat bad and I figured a lot of other guys licked up whatever was forced out by their woman's pussy's contractions.

She fell to the bed exhausted, just as the timer rang. She was breathing hard in post orgasmic revelry and I liked it.

She looked like a new woman. Brave. Strong. Satisfied. I thought it was refreshing. "Hudson! It was like a drug. This must be how you feel all the time. Can we keep doing it? Pleeeease?"

I was happy to say yes. And I knew what I was getting into - sorta. I just didn't know how far I would let it go or how far it would actually go. Every cuck movie we had seen was exciting. But to have another man be with us?? I still couldn't imagine what his role would be. Since I was the one with the big cock maybe he would pretend to be her husband and I would be the bull. I didn't want to touch another man's body - that would be so gay. But maybe in the right context I could let him suck me?

The timer sat there inert, bringing my mind back to reality. "Aw, I didn't get to cum."

"What's stopping you? It's your time now - do what you want." She paused, gathering the courage to spit out the words, "Actually... I think you should REALLY let your cocky all out. You can be even... more... uh, dominant, you know. Especially now that you've been humbled."

She had said it before, and again just now. Still, I asked, "But you've always seemed... reluctant?"

"I know, I know. But I've been rethinking... and now that I've been on both sides..."

So with lots of squeals and giggles on her part, I picked her up and threw her down on the bed and fucked her brains out. I even went an extra half inch deeper than usual and bumped her cervix.

Part way through she turned her head, exposing her neck to me the way she does, wanting me to kiss and nibble her vulnerable throat. Except this time she wanted more. She didn't just tell me of course, but she kept pushing me. So I bit her. And when she liked that I bit her harder. Soon enough I was leaving love marks all over her from chin to collar bone.

Next I flipped her over to leave red crescents on the back of her neck and shoulders too. Soon I was spanking Halli's ass as she screamed "Do it you wonderful bastard!"

Staring at her bung, what I wanted then was to fuck her virgin back door. The mere thought of it brought me to the brink. With cum boiling up in my balls I pulled out, pressing my head to her anal ring. Naturally, it couldn't go in. Maybe a half inch parted her spinchter and when I came, a fair amount of cream went inside. Meanwhile she was continuously yelling, "Don't hurt me." and "Fuck my ass."

A few minutes later I emerged from the bathroom and having cleaned my face, I tossed her a wet rag, "Did you make plans for dinner tonight?"

Wiping my spunk from her barely used asshole she answered, "I sure did, Hudson. Rosie arranged for something to be delivered from Thom's."

The next night at five she looked at the clock with intention, then at me with a smug smirk, "It's been twenty-three hours and since you didn't initiate anything I guess it's my time."

Looking up from my papers I quickly readied myself for sex, even sex on her new terms.

She started off immediately and didn't hold back. I knew she was playing a role, but the truth behind her words still nagged at me. "Your stupid dick can't even fuck an ass. What if I wanted the erotic full sensation of having my back door used? You could NEVER do that. You've never been deep throated. You've never even had more than half of your useless penis sucked." I started to see that my cock's drawbacks were bigger than I'd thought before.

By now she had completely stripped down to her underwear while I was still in my easy chair. "The only sexual activity that has worked the way it should for us has been handjobs. Everything else is compromised."

She peeled off her lavender panty and bra set with the lace and white bow only to replace them with an ominous ensemble of black leather. This was a whole new kind of sexy.

"That's why we're gonna start doing some new things. For starters we're going to use your mouth a whole lot more. She kissed me briefly but twisted my dick with mock roughness. "And this! This we're gonna lock up."

She pulled a metal contraption from a drawer which I recognized from videos as a cock cage, albeit three times normal size. Halli clicked it open and shut a few times talking to my cock, "You are such a bad penis. Bad, bad penis, you deserve to be locked up and forgotten."

Knowing that Georgie was completely aware that I was going to be locked up like a wimp I felt intense shame for the next time I would see him. I imagined the judgment I would see on his face. And the next thing I knew I was stuffed inside the constricting contraption. "Are you ready for me to lock it?" I trusted her completely.

"Wait! Wait! I didn't say it right." Waving a tiny brass padlock she started over, "You don't deserve to cum. You don't even deserve to get hard. That's why your stupid dick is going to be imprisoned forever." She set the timer for fifty-five minutes.

It was weirdly exhilarating. Until my dick tried to grow. Then it was excruciating. I almost begged her to take it off until my dick calmed down.

If she noticed she didn't let on, "I thought I was going to cover it with a cloth." she said, "But now that I see it bulging through the rungs of its cage I like it this way."

Halli pointed to a spot on the floor, "Kneel here!"

Naked except for the gilded prison, I knelt with every show of submission. My knees started to hurt as she mused, "Now what should I do to you for the next thirty minutes?"

She walked around me, "I think Georgie should know how well his handiwork is doing. Stand and pose!" I knew that displaying myself for her picture taking was assenting to revealing my humiliation to Georgie. With legs spread wide I allowed the twisted distorted visage of my bad dick to be photographed. I could always stop it.

Next she placed her phone on the table next to mine. On hers the shameful pictures were cued up and ready to be sent. On mine a text inviting Georgie to visit the next day was written and also ready to be sent. "Go on Hudson. Send one - if you dare."

Halli persisted, "You're not so brave now, are you? You said you would face the largest army but you can't even face one short bald man." She sucked her lower lip, "But I'll give you another choice: send the pictures, or the text, or open the timer on my phone and reset it to twenty-two hours and thirty-nine minutes instead of the twenty minutes we have left."

I didn't have to choose any of the three options. I could have just let the clock run out. But her wicked play was delightfully scary and fun. I opened the timer and was about to do it when she stopped me, "Just so we're clear. Do that and you stay locked up until this time tomorrow. I'll also have a lot of time to dream up new ways to execute and punish you and your dick."

My finger hovered over the button. Again I heard her say, "Wait." I looked up. "Set the timer with your bad dick. It's only fitting." So pushing the warm flesh of my dick to the button on her screen I activated the countdown. Now, for better or for worse, we had a full day to play her perverted games.

It wasn't all sex. I licked her toes before giving her a pedicure. Then I did housework despite the fact that our maid always did it. She had me wash the Mazzeratti dressed as I was - though it was unlikely that anyone would enter the estate. She made me go online and order sissy clothes for future use. I also picked out some sex toys. It wasn't until there were only three hours left that anything sexual happened.

She lay on her tummy eating grapes like some Roman queen. With a pillow lifting her rear she commanded, "Lick me!"

I didn't really know what she wanted me to lick so I attended to her odiferous pussy. This was my second time spending more than a few seconds down in a woman's sweaty area and I had three hours to kill. She kept reprimanding me, "You're not doing a good job. Do better!"

I tried everything I could think of. Long swipes, gentle dabs, kisses, and nibbles. But she still wanted more. I sucked her clit. I put my tongue deeply into her acrid cunt. And she still wanted more.

Desperate to figure out what she wanted I ran my tongue all around, finally understanding that whenever I grew closer to her asshole she moaned more. It was too debased. I wouldn't do it. Yet when her words became mean I obeyed. "Go ahead you pathetic worm. Your tongue is your best part so use it. You know you can never fuck my ass with your stupid dick so fuck it with your tongue!" She was right. My dick was stupid.

With that first contact she hissed her desire for me to do more of that gross anal act. Under her command I licked her bitter shitter vigorously but with the knowledge that soon enough the timer would go off and it would be my turn. She said she wanted me to be more cocky and I was going to do just that. I was going to make her do everything she made me do. Eventually I could get her a cage and humiliating costumes. Though in just a short while she'd be licking MY ass.

I swirled my tongue all over her rubbery sphincter. Under her command I even stuck it inside that ill-flavored opening. As a finishing touch I kissed her brown ring, even proclaiming falsely how much I loved doing it.

With the help of her fingers and mine she had her orgasm. Halli collapsed on the bed with me collapsed next to her. My jaw ached and soon hers would too. Then my moment came: the timer dinged.

With self-satisfied pride I declared, "OK, Halli, lift my legs and lick my asshole."

She scoffed, "I think you're forgetting something."

"What?"

"It's five o'clock. It's a new time period. This is the beginning of my time for today so I have one more hour."

Beaten for now I could wait one more hour to get my revenge. But what could she possibly do for another hour?

She rolled over to face me, "Let's talk." Ugh, I hated too much talking. And now I would be forced to do it for a whole hour. With calculation she asked, "Did you like painting my toes. And don't lie, I saw how you reacted."

I had to admit the truth, "Yes, I actually did."

"And do you like licking pussy?"

"I guess I do."

"How about wearing a cock cage?"

I was ashamed to admit it, "Yea, I liked that too. But I didn't like licking your butt." This was only a partial truth.

"Aw, that's too bad because I really liked it." Leaving the cage in place she opened the cap letting my cock expand. And with the possibility of cumming as a newborn reality that's what I wanted.

She propped a big reading pillow under my hips and with my eleven inch schlong it almost touched my lips. I knew I could easily reach it if I tried or wanted to. Then she began jerking my cock with it aimed right at my mouth.

"Do you want to cum?"

I did! After months of having sex every day my body was used to it. I'd only been locked up for one day but my need to cum was greater than at any time since I was a teenager. "Yes! I need it."

"So you can't wait to cum all over your lips!" She wanked me fast.

"No. I don't want to do that."

She slowed her jerking to a halt. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'll stop."

"No! Don't stop. Keep jerking me off."

"Oh, so you DO want to feel your slimy cum dripping and oozing all over your lips?"

"Yes, fine. I'll do it."

"Do what?"

"I'll let you jerk cum all over my lips."

She jerked me really fast. "Maybe you'd rather cum all over my lips!"

"Yes, yes! I'd rather do that."

She was holding her phone up in front of my face, "You have a choice. Push the button to set another twenty-three hour timer and cum on my lips tomorrow. Or don't push the button and I'll make your cum shoot right into your mouth right now."

She had just upped the anty. Now I wasn't just going to cum on my lips. It was going to go right in my mouth. Then she said it again, "If you want to cum on my pretty lips I'll suck the head too. I'll do my best to get the whole head in my mouth even if it kills me. Tomorrow. In about twenty hours. If that's what you still want then."

She was stroking me slowly now and my balls were churning. "Your mouth right now and you'll be free, or my mouth tomorrow and I'll lock you up again. Choose!"

Impulsively I pushed the button and in a flash she stopped jerking my dick as I heard the cage snap shut.

"How?" I looked and even with my huge erection she had locked my cage.

"Georgie made a telescoping extension so I could fit it on you when you're hard. As soon as it softens I'll shrink it down."

What had I done? I was so desperate to cum. Instead I had another day in the cage! And no revenge today.

"Halli, let's talk about this."

What's there to talk about? You agreed to be my cuck for another day. And tomorrow I'll suck the whole stupid head - well, I'll try my best. Unless you change your mind. This IS all voluntary you know. We can stop playing the cuck game if you want. Go back to the way it was."

She placed the key in my hand but left hers out to receive it back. She pleaded, "Hudson, I really like you being my cuck. It's the best thing you've ever done for me." Not at all sure I was doing the right thing I pressed it back into her palm.

Painfully I awoke the next morning as my dick was doing its best to have morning wood. I could see the cage was relatively small again and the flesh of my stupid cock was forcing itself between the grids of the confining metal like before. How long would it be before Halli decided we could have cuck sex?

She had me make breakfast for us. She wore jeans and a blouse while I had to eat virtually naked. She did compliment my body, and told me that our activities turned her on.

In fact, right after breakfast she said she couldn't wait and asked me if we could start right away.

"You mean a blowjob? You're gonna try and at least let me cum on your pretty lips?"

"Sure. We'll get to that. But I have something else planned first. I've never seen you suck a cock."

Given how she had my dick pointed at my lips yesterday I was hoping that's what she meant. "We're alone, right?"

"Oh, don't worry. I would never bring another man here without your input. Why? Do you need Georgie to come over? Is there something wrong with your cage? Or do you love it?"

"No, no, I love it." Was I lying?

"Poor Georgie. All that work he put in making your wonderful cage and he doesn't know how much you appreciate it." She placed our phones side by side again. "Would you like to send some pics, an invitation, or get started seeing how much of your naughty dick you can suck?"

"I'll choose the uh, cuck sex."

"You know it's not really cuck sex, right? It's not cuckholding until another man fucks your wife."

I considered her words. She had said "until" not "unless." Would she really want that or were we just flirting with ideas?

"Hudson, I've been thinking..." She deftly clicked my cage off then turned and walked into a living room, her hips swaying sexily, "about the best way for you to suck."

I followed. "The couch in here will be perfect. Just lie on your back and throw your legs up." She helped me do it. In this position my dick was swinging above my mouth. She laughed hautily, "Look! It's already dripping. You must really want cum in your mouth."

"No maam. I just want to cum, preferably in YOUR mouth."

"You said 'preferably'!"

"So?"

"You would have just said you wanted to cum in my mouth if that's all you wanted. But you said it like there was a plan A and a plan B. Two choices." She licked her lips while tediously stroking my growing cock.

"Your cock takes so long to get hard. And even then it's not rock hard like a normal cock. It's such a bad dick. Do bad dicks deserve to cum in pretty mouths?"

I knew what she was doing. Making me choose between her pretty mouth and my ugly masculine mouth. She was right about my bad dick. It DID never get rock hard. She had almost convinced me that I really didn't deserve her pretty lips. Still, I wouldn't make the choice she was pushing me towards. "I deserve the pretty lips and I don't want cum in my mouth."

"OK, you can cum in your mouth later." From nowhere she produced a tube of cherry red lipstick and smeared it on me. "There! Now you can enjoy pretty lips."

I didn't like this turn of events. But her hand pulling on my dick felt amazing. "Oh look. You're excited and it reaches all the way to your pretty lips so easily." She tried to insert my big cockhead into my mouth but naturally it wouldn't fit.

"Hudson, is it ok if I make it small?" It seemed like a simple request so I agreed. Then she squeezed the blood out of my dick and twisted my nuts just enough to distract me.

I winced just a little, "Whoa, what're you doing?"

"Just making you small. Did it really hurt, or were you just surprised?"

"I, I don't know."

"Say when." And she started slowly twisting my balls. "This is fun. Let me twist as far as you can handle. Please." She took it further than last time.

It was just beginning to feel uncomfortable as I narrated our progress while she orated her own exposition:

"It only hurts a little... almost... ok, that's a bit worse, but you can twist a little more... wait, slow down... now, that's it. No more." And just like that she stopped.

Meanwhile she told me, "Your bad cock is so big you can't even fit it in your own mouth let alone my tiny mouth. Your bad dick deserves the pain and punishment."

Halli stretched my now soft dick as far as she could, "Look. I can almost touch your ear with it. You're gonna get the deepest blowjob you've ever had. You want a deep blowjob, don't you?"

"I do. But..."

"Don't be a baby. A blowjob is a blowjob."

She stretched it to its normal length, though without being engorged it was thinner than ever. Her pulling squeezed out a little drop of precum which fell into my mouth. I was as embarrassed as if I'd just committed a gay act despite it not being my fault.

For her part, Halli chuckled, "Oops. I said we wouldn't put any cum in your mouth today." But she smiled at me reassuringly, "So, how did it taste? I like your cum and I bet you did too."

What could I say? And since she didn't persue it I let the subject drop. I would never admit it, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.

A second later she was doing her best to stuff my soft stretched dickhead between my lips. "Quick! Suck it in before you get big."

If the drop felt a little gay, this was totally gay. But I had agreed to the game. Using my lips I pulled the crown into my mouth and with her fingers shoving it too, the stupid thing actually went in.

Halli shrieked for joy, "You're doing it, Hudson! You're actually sucking a cock for me."

Then it started to expand. How could my stupid dick betray me? I would have much preferred that I could never get it in my mouth. And here I was with it already in there going deeper by the second.

"Oh goody! Suck it, baby. I'm so proud of you."

How could she take any pride in this? If it weren't mine I'd be a cocksucker. Yet here I was with a huge helmet stretching my jaws wide and a couple inches of manly cock in my mouth.

At her continued excited urging I began to do as she asked - and it felt amazing. How long since lips had traced their way along my shaft? Feeling tight lips squeeze my cockhead was going to push me over the edge.

I couldn't help myself. My blowjob was incredible. And it made Halli happy. All I had to do was commit a little self-suck for a while then pull out at the last second.

Halli leaned on my thighs with just a little of her weight, though the effect was to feed me even more cock. When she spit on my asshole I suspected she was going to lick it just like I wanted to make her do for my revenge.

She surprised me when right in front of my eyes she began touching my ass with a yellow dildo. "Oh, don't bother complaining. It's so much smaller than yours. It's barely five inches long."

She pushed it right in so easily. "It's hardly a cock. Sure, it's shaped like a penis. It has a mushroom crown and veins down the side. But it's not real. Not like if there were another man here and it was his. It's probably a lot like Georgie's cock. Do you want to invite him over or keep doing this with the dildo?"

"What? Cat got your tongue? Just nod if you want me to call him." I didn't nod.

"Or is it better for me to keep doing this?" It felt like a trick question but I nodded anyway.

"Good. You're doing so good." Then with my tight cocksucking lips wrapped around my cock and Halli fucking my ass with the little dick I felt like I would cum soon.

With my balls roiling I was afraid of the worst. I squirmed and shifted, trying to escape from the big stupid cock that was plugging my mouth so tightly. It wouldn't just slip out, it couldn't. And Halli was still leaning on my thighs.

Perceptively she asked, "Do you want to spit it out?" I nodded frantically. "The cum or the cock?"

She was toying with me, postponing in the hopes that I wouldn't be able to hold back. Stuffed, I mumbled an answer the best I could. She replied, "Oh, OK, but it would have been so hot."

By now I was begging with my eyes. But at the same time I hadn't cum with my dick in a mouth for years.

Halli pushed up on my legs causing me to fall flat on the floor. Cum shot out of my dick leaving a trail up my chest. I accidentally tasted one gross manly drop that had prematurely made it into my mouth. Again she laughed playfully, "Oops."

Scooping up a much larger dollop of pearly cum from my chest, her finger hovered over my lips for a moment before she declared, "later." Then she ate it herself. "Yum." It was sexy seeing her eat it, yet disgusting to think of eating it myself.

Halli left me as she went to the restroom. When she returned she tossed me a washcloth, leaving me to remove the little dick from my ass and clean up.

She mocked me, "Aw, I didn't get to cum." Then, with a sneer, she pretended to be cruel, "Good thing I still have more time." I can't say I felt like doing more. I never do after I cum. But there were hours on the blasted timer.

"Do you want to lick me in a way that is sure to make me cum? Or do you want me to just lay on my back with your head between my legs?" She put her finger to my lips to shush me, "If I'm on my back it might take a long time."

I didn't want to be in that damp area for as long as it would take. But the other choice probably meant she would start on her tummy and I would end up licking her dank asshole. It seemed like a no-win situation.

"Let's get it over with."

"Good choice."

And then she gave a few unhappy head shakes too, "But you've got a bad attitude. Now go out to my car and bring in the box you'll find there."

I returned with the big box to discover she had changed into a red latex corset and was holding a matching crop. From the waist down she was naked and ready to be eaten which I really didn't want to do. I wanted to offer to fuck her but my dumb dick wouldn't rise.

"Impertinence needs to be punished." She swung the whip in a long but agonizingly slow arc just touching my buttocks with the symbolic thrashing. "Set it up in front of the sofa."

Seeing what it was I figured Georgie must think I'm a total wimp. The object was a frame of a box made of angle iron. On one end there was a circle big enough for my head to go through. There were rings and straps and all manner of clips and attachments. In short, it was quite the restraining device.

"Well! Get in."

It took me a minute but I figured out that I should crawl in from one side then stick my head out the other through the circle. Halli was reading a set of directions on a notepad. Twisting dials and adjusting clamps, when she was finished my head was positioned with my mouth at just the right height to eat pussy whether I wanted to or not. I was totally immobilized from the neck up. I didn't have a lot of movement below the neck either.

She climbed onto the couch in front of me, scooted her bum to the edge, and propped her legs up on top of my prison. Her bald cunt was directly in front of me only inches away. I wasn't turned on but I could do this since I wasn't left an out.

With her ankles she pulled me closer until my face was pressed to her skin, "Start with my ass and linger. Then work your way up. After I cum do my ass again to bring me down slowly."

I balked, "But I chose the other option."

"Oh, honey, I tricked you. They were both always the same option. Trust me, this is really going to push all my buttons. And it's not like you can really do much about it."

There was of course something I could do. I could just say that I wanted to stop. But as much as there were things I didn't like about her little cuck play, there was something else driving me forward.

Unusually, she hadn't shaved today and the stubble scratched my forehead as I struggled to delve deeply into her asscrack. I licked the crinkled spot for as long as she wanted which was forever. As before the odor and flavor weren't what you'd expect, but they weren't rose water either.

When I was allowed to lick her wetted labia it wasn't much better. Just like last time I found the inner folds of a woman's sex to be overly intimate and apparently these were the source of the fishiness. I preferred a washed and perfumed neck to the natural more primal experience down there. She had me explore thoroughly and at length.

"Stick it in my dirty hole again. Lick out all that nasty cum my lover left for you. Get it! Be a good boy and get it all cuck." With us re-enacting a scene from so many of the movies she came right on my face, making a mess of me. At least it wasn't sperm, but there was still an emission which I had to swallow.

Shortly she asked, "Before I let you out, is there anything else you want me to do to you? We've got time. Or... I could let you out and you could do cocky things to me - I'll give up my last two hours. Besides, I owe you a blowjob."

"Honestly, I never thought I'd be saying this, but I'm sexually exhausted. What if we just had dinner and turned in early?"

My dear wife kissed me passionately. Even with all the residue that surely must be on my lips she didn't seem to mind at all. "That sounds wonderful."

She started loosening straps and undoing clamps, but after she'd tried every dial twice and re-read the instructions multiple times she announced somberly, "You're stuck. I can't get you out."

"What'ya mean I'm stuck?"

"I mean I don't know how to get you out."

"Try again. Take out the cotter pin."

"What's a cotter pin?"

"The thing that holds the circle in place." She took it out.

Twenty minutes later Halli sighed, then she laid the two phones out in front of me again, "Are you going to send a photo, a text, or stay as you are?"

"You're lying. You know exactly how to get me out. It's a trick to get Georgie here to cuck me."

"Have I ever outright lied to you? Ever?"

I was absolutely dejected, "I'll stay as I am."

"What're you going to do? Sleep in there?"

"If I have to."

"But in the morning you'll still be stuck."

I couldn't turn my head to look her in the face, "If Georgie has to come let me out... are we going to do things with him?"

"Oh baby, if we ever do you'll make that choice."

"But when I push the button to text or whatever, won't I be making the choice?"

"I promise. I wouldn't trick you with anything important."

"What about rimming your ass?"

"Was that really that important? Besides, I saw your stupid dick get hard when you were doing it."

"It did?" Halli nodded soberly.

"Ok, put him on speaker phone."

I must've turned bright red when he picked up. Thank goodness we weren't on video. He acted like there was nothing strange at all, "Mr. H, what can I build for you now?" Was there a hint of something in his voice?

"Georgie, I, uh, well you see..."

"He's stuck. I don't know how to take the box off of him, or him out of it."

There was a long judgmental silence, then, "Did you release the latches where the bars click into place? They engage automatically but only unengage manually."

"You know Georgie, it's all my fault. All of it." She fiddled with something then it all came undone. When she took credit for all the blame it made me feel like I had no agency at all. Really, her words emasculated me more. "Georgie, you're a hero! It worked."

Unbelievably she was going to start up a casual conversation with him as if I hadn't been locked in a cock cage, sucked a dick, licked an ass, and gotten trapped in a metal box. I interrupted, "Georgie, I've got a full schedule tomorrow. Gotta go. Thanks."

Halli added, "Yea, thanks Georgie. I'll pick up the other stuff next week." I was afraid to ask.

The next morning and without the cage I woke with wood. When Halli stirred I asked, "How about that blowjob now? The one where you do your best or die."

"That was yesterday." She rolled over, "But you've been nothing but good to me. Turn me on, hold my head in your strong hands, and you can try your best to get it in my too tiny mouth."

"Yea! That's what I want too. I should bite you? To turn you on?"

"Oh Hudson. Don't you know by now?"

I didn't know. But quite voluntarily I pushed on her hip to spread her butt cheeks and dove in. I licked her ring and she squealed. I sucked her anus and she cooed. I tongue fucked it and she frigged herself to an orgasm. "Is that what you wanted?"

"Actually, I wanted you to, um, throw me around like... a rag doll. But the asslicking was just as good."

Halli whispered something that I missed so I asked, "What was that?"

She tried again. Her voice was almost too soft to hear, and her words kinda croaked out, "Hold me down. Force me."

I could get into this. I pushed her back onto the bed while straddling her chest and pinning her to the mattress. The wrestling made me grow hard fast. I pushed my big head at her mouth, using my fingers to help force it into her tiny opening. When that didn't work I waited to get small but unfortunately I was too excited. Eventually I gave up and just fucked her more accommodating pussy.

After I had filled it with cum I examined the gooey area closely. If this were a cuck movie, or if we were playing our roles, I'd be eating up the disgusting jism right now. With lewd legs spread wide she looked at me expectantly, but there was no way I could do it so soon after nutting. I wondered if I could ever do it.

The next time it was her hour she still wanted more. However, I wasn't quite ready. "You can't get hard? What a pathetic dick!" No pulling or stroking made it stiff. I suppose I finally reached my limit for how much sex wore me out.

"Well we can't have this. How will you satisfy me?"

"I can use my mouth - on your asshole."

"But I want to suck your cock. You got to, and It's been so long since I've felt my lips glide along a tumescent pole. You're really quite a disappointment."

Using her fingers she managed to work the end inside her mouth. Didn't she realize that my dysfunction was a blessing? She sucked desperately, trying to make it big. It was a sight I'll never forget. Somehow I was the cuck but she giving her all to suck MY cock.

With a long effort she succeeded, but not without it pushing itself out of her diminutive oral cavity. We would have to be satisfied with cocklicking and dickkissing.

When her jaw was tired she took over jacking my pole. I watched her cherry lips intently, remembering the erotic sight from a few minutes before when they had been stretched over my cockhead. I jetted stream after stream into her dark chasm - it was the closest I could do to a blowjob. Unless you count auto-fellation.

Halli rose up, suspending her lips above mine, then mumbled, "It's later. Time for you to eat your load."

"No! Don't make me. That's a horrible idea."

More mumbling, "Hudson, who's the cuck?"

"I am."

"And who has to eat cum if I say so?"

"I do." So, reluctantly I opened wide, allowing the spit-spoo concoction to drip into my being. It was just as nasty as I feared.

When she was done she gently closed my jaw with her hand, "There. That wasn't so bad. Now swallow like a good boy." And she kissed me as I ingested the crap.

Our tongues danced together. How she didn't care about the goo is beyond me. I'd probably seen her drink down at least one drop, and often more, every time we had sex and I never stopped to think about it. Obviously she liked it. But how?

Halli was smiling from ear to ear so I questioned why. In reply she offered, "First, your cock didn't go soft after you came. And second, at the rate we're going you'll be a full fledged cuck in no time." The thought sent a chill down my spine. I resisted the notion, I would never be a full cuck, there were things I would never do. Then again, I had already done so many things that if you had asked me about just a couple days ago I would have strongly proclaimed that I'd never do. Here I was with the horrific taste of spooge still lingering in my mouth telling myself I wouldn't do more.

Without a care in the world she leaned down to slurp a little leftover cum from the end of my throbbing cock. And without a care in the world I kissed her when she returned her lips to mine, proving that I had a lot to fear for the future. She went back for another drop, but I was saved from further humiliation when the timer went off.

The next morning I woke up with the desire to lick Halli's pussy and ass. She was sleeping next to me so angelically and my only thought was something so dirty. I barely pushed it from my thoughts when a vision of her cum-soaked lips kissing mine invaded my mind too. I rushed to take a cold shower.

Emerging, clean in body and spirit, I spied a sexy outfit laid out on the vanity. Picking it up I admired the pink lacy material imagining how it would cover some parts of Halli while exposing other erotic parts. Then it dawned on me that it wasn't her size.

I tossed the fucking clothing aside, dashing to my own closet half in dread that I would find none of my own clothes there.

At breakfast Halli teased me, "You didn't wear the pink 'shirt' I left out for you? You could have secretly had it on under your clothing all day today in preparation for this evening."

It was a lot more than a pink shirt. I gruffed, "You're time doesn't start until five." I should have just announced that I wouldn't wear ladies lingerie. Instead I basically admitted that the only reason I didn't was because it wasn't the right time. All day at work I would catch my reflection and think of some outfit of hers I could be wearing. When I went to the bathroom I imagined uncovering panties instead of my usual underwear. I had to get control of myself.

Arriving home I didn't even greet my wife hello. I just scooped her up, carried her upstairs, and fucked her wildly and roughly which she enjoyed immensely.

It was only a few minutes after we were done when she recovered her senses, "That was amazing! I just love being impaled so urgently by a big cocky stud, even if you do have to hold back."

"If you like it so much why are we going down this road?"

She pouted, "Because I want my turn to be cocky too." Then to my astonished eyes she set the timer on her phone, "That was a perfect warm up for my hour."

She pointed to the same pink lingerie from this morning, "You won't refuse me now?" I had lost the will to fight it. Instead, I just started donning the feminine clothing.

It was one of the ones she had made me pick out so long ago. A pink dress with a puffy bottom and a built in white apron. White stockings and garter. She finished it off by having me put on the cock cage and a wig. The craziest part was that I put on the cage myself, of my own volition. What kind of man cooperates in his own denial?

Downstairs we ate an early dinner then with one minute left on the timer she pushed our phones in front of me, "Make a choice, Hudson."

Why did I feel let down that we hadn't had any cuck sex. I was spent, what did it matter? My finger rested near the phones. It would be so easy to push a button then surely sometime in the next twenty-three hours we would do something fun.

I looked over the naughty pics. There was one of my cock in the cage bulging to show it's excitement, one of me in the metal box, also with an obvious strained erection, and one I hadn't seen her take, of me putting on the pink lingerie, struggling to pull panties up over my hard on. I just couldn't send them to Georgie.

I chose twenty-three hours.

It turned out to be a day of dress-up. She must've had me try on a million outfits, and by the end I was enjoying both her overjoyed reactions and seeing myself in costumes that each hinted at untold sexual activities.

The next morning I awoke in the royal blue sissy camisole and panty I had tried on last. The silky material had touched my cockskin through the rungs of my cage, giving me painful semi-erections all night long.

Halli was already up, wearing ominously dark dominatrix gear. She held out a razor to me along with my key in one hand, while in the other she offered a steel butt plug with a bright red end that read, "Sissy Bitch." Her only words were, "Go do one."

I stepped close, kissing her lovingly, then holding the fingertips of both her hands in mine I said, "I choose both. But you do it."

She smiled broadly, "You really are the best man in any room." She certainly had flipped that phrase on its head. But I liked how she appreciated me.

Together we removed every speck of hair below my neck and plugged my rear. It felt -- sensual.

I just knew we were going to have sex with me wearing the gray frilly bitch bodice that she had gushed over yesterday. I would lick her aromatic pussy and her earthy ass and swallow cum and sadly I would like it, maybe as much as she did. I might even push a different button at four o'clock. It wouldn't commit me to sucking another man's cock. It could just mean that Georgie could come see me wearing his handiwork.

I was wrong on two counts. She unsnapped the crotch to her clothing, and naked with a throbbing hard-on I ate her oddly arousing stinky pussy to orgasm. How was the funk turning me on?

Afterwards she snapped at me, "Let's go Sissy Bitch, we're gonna go try stuff on for a date." In our changing room she started ordering me around sternly, "Put this on!", "Try these thongs with these socks!", "No, do the green ones instead!"

For every order she barked I was expected to comply instantly. When I was too slow she scolded me. If I did something wrong she "slapped" me. And once when I wasn't submissive enough she twisted my nuts with brutal love. By the time I was dressed I was wearing a padded bra, thong, garter, thigh high stockings, and I obeyed her every word without question.

At her vanity she finished things with a different wig and make-up. "You look passable, don't you?"

"I think so. From the right angle."

"Follow me." She lead me through the house down to the garage. Once there she took the keys to the slum car, "Get in. We're going on a field trip."

Filled with fear I got into the passenger seat feeling the plug in my ass the whole time, "We're not seeing anyone I know?"

"Of course not. Unless you want to?" She rubbed my shoulder reassuringly, "There are jeans and a shirt in the backseat." I reached over the seat to get them, knowing that the guy in the next car was getting a spectacular view of my pantied ass.

"But we ARE seeing someone?"

"Or being seen. We're playing it by ear. Do you trust me?"

"Fully. But that doesn't mean I'm not scared of what you'll make me do."

"You? scared?" She picked up a pen from the console. "Write 'I'm a cocksucker.' on the back of your hand." I wrote it, but not without worrying that someone might see it later. "Now jab the pen into your leg."

"What? No way!"

"Remember that."

"Remember what?"

"That you always have a choice." And I did feel better after that.

We drove for a while and she made me smile at every truck driver we passed. They all liked me. For one guy she ordered me to mime a blowjob action with my finger and my mouth. But when he honked his horn and motioned for us to pull over she sped off and took the exit without him.

Pulling into a seedy parking lot we found ourselves at an adult bookstore. "Ready Sissy Bitch?"

I took a deep breath, "As ready as... I guess so."

We walked in, giggling as if we were two girls on a bachelorette party shopping spree. And that's how the customers inside treated us. Until we went into the arcade gawking at the jacket covers for the various movies. Exploring the dim hallways, men followed us around waiting to see what we would do. Suddenly Halli pulled me into a booth and locked it just in time as others were testing the door frequently.

She inserted a single dollar and in the light of a cuck video where a wife pushed her insufficiently cocked husband's head onto a bull's dick we hugged with tense anticipation. "Are you ready bitch?"

My throat was so dry, "For what?"

"For whatever you're ready for."

I swallowed hard, "I'm ready for... something."

Halli took my street clothes and lowered my panties, releasing my nervous cock and allowing it to hang freely. Then from nowhere a stiff, throbbing, jerking, leaky pink dick protruded through a hole in the wall into our cubicle. She picked up my dick, rubbing it against the intruder, "See how much harder it is compared to your stupid penis?"

"Uhh huh." His cockskin felt so smooth on mine.

"And see how it jerks like it's already able to shoot its cum without needing fifteen minutes of warm-up?"

I hung my head, "Yea."

"Do you think anyone who wanted to could get all of this pretty cock into her mouth? Or his?"

I gulped. "I do." Would she make me?

She placed my hands on the man's cock, making sure I felt it from tip to base. Next she pushed my hands into the hard bony structure of his hips which I could feel behind his bushy pubes. "Do you think his wife would feel this pounding into her with enough force to rock her world?"

I looked up, into her eyes, "I'm sorry."

Without warning she grabbed my hand, dragging me out into the hall, then into another booth she had previously picked out. What if someone saw my dick hanging out? What if they thought less of my stupid dick for not being able to get hard quickly and easily?

In the new booth she played a different cuck video. In this one a man lay beneath his wife's pussy just as the bull pulled out. A crazy amount of white cum emerged from her raw cunt then dripped into the eager cumsucking man's open mouth. "Hudson? What'ya think would happen if you stuck your inferior dick through to the other side?"

I had a fearful idea of what would happen, "I don't know."

"Oh, well since you don't know you should find out." I hesitated. "Do it, Sissy Bitch!"

I heard a voice through the hole, "Come on Sissy Bitch." I wanted to run away, to escape that better man over there. I felt Halli's hands on my hips, urging me forward, which I allowed.

Instantly the guy on the other side started licking my dick all over. Why would a superior man lick the dick of a sissy bitch? And he really seemed to like it.

Then just when my dick started to respond Halli grabbed my hand again, leading me out and to another booth. I swear guys were staring at my dick critically as she rushed me past wearing panties and bra.

In the newest booth she dropped in a twenty then played the first video which came on. A big boobed chick was sucking a cock. "Kneel in front of the hole, bitch!" Her hands were on my shoulders, "Hurry."

With my eye to the opening I saw the other door swing wide then close. In a New York minute the guy pushed his cock through. It was dark-skinned and uncircumcised, about six inches long, with its skin stretched taut.

I stared, trying to work up the courage. But failing in that I just stroked it as he begged. I was about to take the plunge when Halli stopped me, "Wait for the next one."

I was taken aback, "Why?"

"He'll take too long for your first."

"How... how would you know?"

"Trust me."

When the next phallus presented itself I thought I could do this one. It was thicker and real handsome. I touched it immediately. She tapped my shoulder, "Not this one either."

"Are you ever gonna let me suck a cock!?"

"Yep. Soon. In fact, open your mouth and wait with it right in the hole."

She stood behind me with her body pressed against mine and blocking my escape. And that's when a solid rock hard cock was pushed all the way to the back of my mouth.

(To be continued.)

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I often attempt to create tension in the main character's motives. In turn, this often means that characters in the story have flaws and might not even be nice to each other all the time.

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