Long-distance with Sara Pt. 09

***This is part nine in a series about a couple, Jake and Sara, who are in a long-distance relationship, but begin exploring cuckolding, humiliation and bi-curiosity. If these topics are not of interest to you, cuckolding and bi-curiosity in particular, please do not read this story. Also, if you haven't read parts 1 through 8, I encourage you to do so.***

I had a hard time sleeping. Between the excitement of Sara visiting and the nervousness related to what Nick had told me to do, my mind was racing. I managed to get a few hours of sleep before my alarm went off, reminding me to text Sara to wish her good luck on her test.

Jake (8:31 AM) "Good luck today! You're gonna do great. And then right afterwards you come to see me!! I can't wait. Let me know how it goes as soon as you're done. Love you."

A few minutes later I got a "heart" reaction to the message. I decided to get ready for the day and the weekend, run some errands, clean up and more. It was helpful to stay busy to distract myself.

At 11:15 I heard from Sara. "Heyyy! Just finished. I think it went pretty well! Now I have to rush to pack and get ready to come see you!!"

Jake (11:16 AM) "Yay!! I'm glad it went well!! And now you get to come see me! I'm SO excited! Remind me your ETA?"

Sara (11:19 AM) "Me too!!"

Sara (11:19 AM) "I get in at like 4. Wish it was even sooner!"

Jake (11:20 AM) "Ugh me too. Well I'll be there! See you soon! Love you!"

Sara (11:21 AM) "Love you!!"

It was only a few minutes later when I suddenly remembered one of my obligations: to take Sara shopping to buy something sexy to wear for Nick. I knew she would find this hot.

Jake (11:29 AM) "By the way - I have a surprise for you when you're here :-)"

Sara (11:35 AM) "Ohhh really?? What is it?"

Jake (11:36 AM) "A surprise! You'll see!"

Sara (11:36 AM) "haha ok! I'm intrigued."

Then, unprompted, a little over an hour later, I got another message.

Sara (12:47 PM) "well I have a surprise for you too hehe"

I genuinely had no idea what this was, but the prospect made my stomach drop. With the intensity of our relationship recently, another "surprise" was truly daunting. But exciting.

Jake (12:48 PM) "wow ok! Hehe I'm excited. And a little nervous..."

Sara (12:49 PM) "don't be nervous! You'll love it. Hehe."

Jake (12:50 PM) "haha okkk. Can't wait! See you soon!"

Sara (12:51 PM) "see you soon!!"

4 o'clock couldn't come fast enough. In the meantime, I did some research to find a nice lingerie store, as well as a sex shop that was conveniently on the way back. I came up with an idea for an excuse about why we'd stop at the sex store so it didn't seem like I was there just to get a chastity cage. I also did some research on chastity cages so I knew what to look for. I was oddly excited about getting one. I didn't know if it was the thrill of the humiliation or what, but in a weird way I was more excited about buying a chastity cage than anything else that day.

But I was really nervous how Sara would react. So far she had been supportive of each element of this weird kink I had, but something made me nervous that this would be a step too far for her. The logical thing would be to not even go there, or at least gauge her interest first. But I was in too deep and had already committed to Nick that I would do this - as crazy as that sounded. Why was my commitment to Nick trumping my own relationship with Sara? I tried not to think about it too much.

By 3:50 I was already waiting for Sara at the airport, nerves on fire. At 3:59, my phone lit up. "Landed!" she said.

Jake (3:59 PM) "woohoo! I'm out front. See you in a few."

She responded with a kiss emoji.

About 20 minutes later she emerged out of the terminal, and my cock immediately twitched with excitement. Every time I saw her, she got hotter and hotter. She was wearing a short yellow sundress, with thin straps and a low cut that showed off her amazing tits. The dress was dangerously short, barely hanging below her pert butt. Her blonde hair hanging to her shoulders and complementing the yellow dress beautifully. She was truly stunning.

Her face lit up with a gorgeous smile as she saw me. She waved and came towards the car. For a very brief moment I thought to myself, "Am I crazy? I have to keep this girl to myself."

The thought faded almost as soon as it arose.

She threw her bag in the back and then jumped in the passenger seat. Our lips met over the console and we embraced, kissing each other deeply. My hands immediately started to wander but then the whistle of a police officer snapped me out of it, and I started driving back to my dorm. I placed one hand on her bare leg and squeezed.

"I'm so glad you're here," I said.

"Me too," she said, smiling.

We talked about her flight and her test while I stroked her leg, driving with my other hand. I slowly started working my way up her thigh until my fingers grazed her crotch.

"Sara!" I exclaimed. "Are you wearing any panties?"

I couldn't feel anything other than her bare pussy.

"Nope," she said matter of factly. Her confidence was very attractive.

"You flew all the way here in that tiny dress with no underwear on??" I asked incredulously.

"Yup," she giggled.

"Fuck that's hot," I exclaimed, and started rubbing her clit. She moaned lightly.

When we got back to my dorm, I could barely contain myself. My hands were all over her as we walked up the stairs. I grabbed her bare ass under her sundress as she swatted my hand away, teasingly. Finally we got into my room and I backed her up against the door, like a dog in heat. We kissed passionately and our hands were all over each other.

"Wait," she moaned, pushing me back slightly. "I want to give you your surprise," she said.

I stepped back. Curious. Eager.

She dug into her bag and pulled something out. It fit into her hand and she closed her fist, hiding it behind her back. She started walking towards me with a devilish grin on her face. She pushed me back onto the bed and I sat on the edge, with her standing over me.

"Close your eyes," she said.

I complied.

All of a sudden I felt something pushed against my face, something soft and damp.

"Smell," she said.

I took a deep sniff. It was hard to tell what I was smelling. It was musty and a little sour, almost.

"Open your mouth," she said. I complied, and felt her push the soft damp item in my mouth. She pushed it all the way in and then said "close." I did.

"You can open your eyes now," she said. I looked up at her, her devilish grin even more pronounced. "This is why I wasn't wearing panties on the plane."

I realized her panties were in my mouth. I started to open my mouth to speak but she said "shhh," and put her finger over my lips. "Just listen." She ran her finger teasingly down my face onto my chest. She looked incredibly sexy.

"I couldn't leave for the weekend without getting fucked by Nick again."

My cock twitched in my jeans.

"I stopped by his place on the way to the airport."

I looked up at her with wide, wanting eyes.

"He fucked me so hard. So deep. And then came inside of me."

I gulped.

"And then, we were making out, his cock still inside of me, and he started getting hard again."

I groaned a muffled groan into the panties.

"Baby - he got hard again and started fucking me again after cumming inside of me. It was so messy. His cock was covered in creamy cum, it was so fucking hot. I could feel it all over me."

I groaned again.

"He fucked me all over again and came in me again."

She reached down and grabbed my dick through my jeans, squeezing. I moaned.

"Then, he grabbed the panties I had been wearing, and wiped up alllll the cum and cream from my pussy."

I groaned - realizing what was in my mouth.

"And he used them to clean off every drop of cum and cream from his huge cock. And his balls."

"Oh mgh grd" I said into the panties.

"My little panties were completely sopping wet with our combined juices. And then he handed them to me and told me to give them to you as a surprise." She giggled.

"Do you like your surprise, my little cuck?"

I melted at her sexy, confident tone. I nodded aggressively.

"Mmmmm," she moaned. "How does our cum taste?" she teased.

"Grrd," I said, muffled still.

"He cums so much, baby. My pussy was literally overflowing."

I felt like I was about to cum. And then she stopped. She let go of me, stepped back and walked over to her bag and started unpacking, leaving me there with her used panties still in my mouth. I pulled them out of my mouth and looked at them. It was a tiny white cotton thong, and I could feel crusty stale cum on parts of it. I instinctively licked the stale cum while rubbing my cock from outside my jeans. She wasn't even paying attention to me anymore.

"So what's MY surprise?" she said, while starting to unpack.

I put her panties down and snapped back into reality.

"Well," I said, still kind of in a daze from what just happened, "I thought it would be fun to take you shopping."

"Oooooh," she said, spinning around to look at me.

"For lingerie," I said. "I found a really nice place."

Her eyes widened and her smile grew. "Oh my god! So fun! That is so sweet baby!"

She came up to me and gave me a peck on the cheek. Then she said, teasingly "does somebody want to see me all dressed up in sexy lingerie?"

"Well," I said, "I do. But, I actually thought it would be hot..."

I trailed off. She looked at me quizzically.

"I thought maybe it could be something you could wear for Nick..." I said, sheepishly.

A smile grew on her face again and she chuckled softly.

"Ohhhhh," she said, walking towards me. "I see. You want to buy me some sexy lingerie, so I can wear it for another guy?"

I choked up a little, but said "mmhmm."

She ran her finger down my chest again, looking at me with lust. "Does the idea of me wearing super sexy lingerie for Nick turn you on?"

"Yes," I said.

"Mmm lets get something super sexy for him so his cock gets extra hard for me. You want to buy that for me?"

"Yes, baby," I said.

"What do you think he likes?" she asked teasingly.

"White," I said, immediately.

She noticed the quick response, and paused, looking at me.

"Oh my god," she said, knowingly, with a smile. "He told you to do this, didn't he."

I nodded, embarrassed. She moaned and bit her lip, moving closer to me. She leaned close and started to whisper in my ear, while tracing the outline of my cock in my jeans.

"Well," she said softly, "I'm a little disappointed that you didn't come up with this idea yourself, but I do find it very hot that he's telling my little bitch of a boyfriend what to do."

I moaned.

"You're an obedient little cuck, aren't you?"

"Mmmhmm," I said.

"Taking orders from the guy who's fucking your girlfriend?"

"Mmmhmm," I said.

Then her voice got even softer and she squeezed my cock hard. "That's so fucking pathetic. I love it." Then she let go of me and giggled.

"So when are we going?" she asked.

"Uhhh," I said, in a daze. "I mean, we can go right now."

"Let's do it!" she said, back to her bubbly self.

And a few minutes later we were off.

- - -

I had found a high end lingerie store in an upscale mall about 25 minutes away. We parked the car and started walking up to it, and Sara squeezed my arm giddily.

"Ohhh baby I've heard about this place! This is a really nice store! Are you really going to buy me something from here?"

"Of course babe," I said. "Whatever you want."

She gave me a peck on the cheek and then started walking more quickly, pulling my hand. Right before we got outside the store she paused and turned around, grabbing both my hands. "Hey babe, how do you feel about a little bit of role playing?" she said.

"Uhhh," I said, confused, "fine I guess, what do you mean?"

"It will be fun - just follow my lead ok?" she winked at me and headed into the store. I followed, cautiously.

We walked into the store, and I got a pang of pre-emptive jealousy. The lingerie selection was incredible, and I knew Sara was going to look incredible in whatever she had me buy for her. She started casually browsing as I followed her around quietly.

After a few minutes, a staff member came up to us. She looked about late 20's, slim brunette, with glasses.

"Are you looking for anything in particular?" she said.

Sara turned and smiled at her. "Yes!" she said excitedly. "I'm looking for a special set for my boyfriend."

I gulped - she was referring to Nick as her boyfriend. What did that make me?

The staff member looked at me but Sara quickly caught her. "No - not him," she said. "He's just a friend." Sara shot me a devilish look. I smiled at the staff member awkwardly.

"Got it," the store clerk said, somewhat uncomfortably. Sara picked up on the slight awkwardness.

"Don't worry, it's not weird," Sara said. "He's gay."

My stomach sank like a brick. Did she actually just say that? I shot a look at Sara but she was biting her lip, trying not to laugh. She gave me a look like "play along!" and so I swallowed and laughed a little. The store clerk seemed to relax and said "ahhh I see! Well then, let's see what we can do." She turned her attention back to Sara.

"What does your boyfriend like?" the clerk asked.

Sara said "well I know he likes white."

"Ok well that's a start," said the clerk. "Is this for a special occasion?" she asked.

Sara paused. "No," she said. "Just... a reward."

"A reward!" said the clerk. "For what?"

"For being so sexy," Sara said. The words stung a little. "I want to return the favor," she said.

"Well," the clerk said. "Sounds like quite a guy."

"I want something that will blow his mind," Sara said.

"Any particular budget in mind?" the clerk said.

"Nope," Sara said swiftly. At this point she was basically pretending I wasn't there.

"Well, our highest end sets are over here, if you want to come take a look." They started walking to a different side of the store, and I followed sheepishly. Sara reached back and handed me her purse to hold. I was feeling pretty humiliated.

They started looking at a full white set, with a garter belt, corset, stockings and everything. Sara felt the fabric between her fingers as she admired it.

"What do you think, Jake. Do you think he'll like it?" they turned to look back at me. Sara shot me a knowing look, making sure I played along.

"Well," I stammered, "hard to say since women's lingerie isn't really my cup of tea." I was playing into the character. "But it looks lovely."

Sara chuckled quietly and turned back to the rack.

"So I take it he's quite the man," the clerk said to me. I laughed awkwardly.

"Is he your type?" she said.

I froze.

Sara spun around.

"Yea Jake. Is he your type?" She was looking at me with a wide smile.

"Uhhh," I stammered.

"It's ok, be honest. I know you're not going to steal him from me," she joked.

"Uhhh, well." Sara widened her eyes at me as if to say "come on!". "Yea he's pretty sexy," I said.

Sara laughed out loud. "See! I told you." The clerk made a face like she was impressed. "I would like to try this full set," Sara said.

"Excellent," said the clerk. "Please make yourself comfortable in a dressing room and I will bring it to you."

Sara and I walked back and into a large dressing room with a curtain. She pulled the curtain shut and immediately whispered to me "oh my god baby" and started giggling. "Are you ok? Was that ok? It's just for fun. Are you mad?"

As always, it was hard to ever be mad at her. She was so cute.

"No," I said. "I'm a little embarrassed but I get it."

"Awwww," she said. "Don't be! It's just a little game. She has no idea who we are." She reached up and gave me a peck on the lips. "Remember! Just say "champagne" if anything isn't making you uncomfortable."

"Right," I said, remembering our safe word.

Just then, we heard the clerk speak outside the curtain. "Hi there, I have your set, may I come in?"

"Yes," Sara said.

The clerk stepped in and hung each part of the set in the dressing room. Then she said "Ok I will leave you two. Please let me know if you need any-"

Sara interrupted.

"Oh he's not staying. Jake you can wait out there and hold my stuff."

There was an uncomfortable pause, and then I said "of course," and walked out. I sat on a couch in a waiting area near the changing rooms. The clerk came out, closed the curtain and walked by me.

"Can I get you a glass of water?" she said.

"I'm fine, thank you." And with that, she left me to sit there, humiliated. I watched as Sara's dress dropped to her ankles under the curtain, and then watched as she slowly pulled on the white lingerie set. All I could see was up to her ankles - it was torture.

After what seemed like an eternity, I could tell she was getting dressed again. The curtain opened. The clerk walked up.

"What do you think? The right size?"

"Yes," Sara said. "It's perfect. I'll take it."

"Amazing," said the clerk. "I'll wrap it up for you and meet you up front."

Sara came up to me, beaming. "It's so hot, babe. Nick's going to love it." She reached up and kissed me. "Thank you so much!"

We walked towards the check out and as we got to where the clerk was, Sara said "Jake is amazing and said it's his treat! I'll be outside."

I stood there awkwardly as the clerk ran things up, and I tried not to wince when she told me the price. I whipped out my credit card and just said "sounds good," hoping to get out of there as soon as possible.

"Lucky girl," the clerk said, as she charged my card. I couldn't tell if she saw through the charade or not. I just wanted to leave.

I found Sara outside texting on her phone. "Ready to go?" I said.

"Thank you so much babe," she said again. And grabbed my hand. We walked to the car holding hands like a normal couple. Even though we weren't.

"Oh baby - I love this store, can I just run in for a second?" Sara said as we passed another shop. "I'll just be a second."

"Sure," I said. "I'll wait out here." I was trying to avoid another humiliating role play scenario.

As I waited, I felt my phone buzz, and picked it up. It was a text message from Nick.

Nick (6:42 PM) "nice fucking work, cuck."

I didn't know what he meant until another text came through. This time it was a screenshot of his text exchange with Sara. She had been sending selfies of herself from the dressing room. I zoomed in and my dick immediately twitched. She looked unbelievable. She had sent him a selfie all decked out in the lingerie set and said "miss me?"

Before I could even react, he followed up again. "Now don't you dare forget to get a cage for that little dick of yours."

"On it," I immediately wrote back.

Sara then emerged from the store and said "Ok I'm ready." I quickly hid my phone away.

I had strategically located a sex shop on a route back to my dorm. Sara wouldn't be able to notice that it was not the most direct route, so it could seem like a natural coincidence.

I saw it up ahead and acted surprised. "Hey, this could be fun," I said.

"What?" Sara said.

I then turned into the parking lot. She noticed where we were and said "a sex store? Need something?"

"I think you need something," I said. She looked back at me, confused. I stopped the engine.

"Well, I was thinking. I'm sure you're pretty sad to be away from Nick's cock all weekend."

"Uh huhhh," she said, still confused.

"Well, maybe we can get you something to fill the void, so to speak."

She started to pick up that I was suggesting buying a dildo.

I continued. "And maybe if I'm lucky you can put on a little show for me."

She got it. She chuckled. "Maybe," she said, teasingly. We got out of the car and headed in.

My strategy was simple, or so I thought. Using the cover of buying a dildo for her to play with, I would conveniently "stumble" upon a chastity cage and suggest buying it. It would seem totally random and not pre-conceived, which I thought may help if her reaction to the idea of a cage was negative. I had done enough research that I knew exactly what I was looking for.

As we approached the collection of dildos, she said "so you want me to find one as close to Nick as possible?"

"Yea," I said. "We can pretend he's here with us."

"Hmmmm," she said, starting to scan the collection. "Too small, too small, too small, too small," she was immediately dismissing most of the dildos, even some very impressive ones.

Finally, she paused in front of a hugely impressive 9" black dildo. She traced her finger over the packaging. "This will do," she said. "It might be a tad small though."

"Shut up," I said incredulously. I'd seen pictures and knew his cock was massive, but there was no way it could be as big as this. She looked at me dead seriously.

"You have no idea. Now buy it."

I loved when she got all sexily stern like this. "Yes ma'am," I said, and picked it from the rack.

She started walking to the checkout, but I took a little detour to steer by the chastity cages. My plan was going to work, I thought, but then I started to panic. I saw where the chastity cages should be, but there was nothing there. I quickly looked around but didn't see them anywhere.

"What are you doing? Let's go," I heard Sara say.

"Yea, coming," I said. I didn't know what to do. Nick was going to punish me, I knew it. I didn't know how, but I told him I would do this and if I failed I knew he'd do something I didn't want. I had to do something.

I walked up to the counter and put the dildo down. I was so distracted by my own panic that I didn't even grasp the humiliating nature of the fact that I was buying a 9" black dildo for my girlfriend in front of the store clerk. He picked it up and said "did you find everything you were looking for?". In a moment of sheer panic, and with the fear of consequences of not following Nick's orders, I mustered out the most humiliating words of my life: "do you have any male chastity cages?"

My body went numb with humiliation. I tried not to look at Sara, but I could see her staring at me. "What?" she said. The clerk shifted uncomfortably.

"Ummm, we should. Did you -"

I cut him off "No I didn't see any."

"What the fuck?" Sara said. I was still avoiding eye contact.

The clerk said "I think I might have a few more in the back, hold on one sec." He then left us there.

I stood there, frozen with humiliation.

"Jake," Sara said firmly. "What the fuck do you want a male chastity cage for?"

I turned to her but still tried to avoid eye contact. "It's just something I thought I'd try, I dunno. We don't have to."

"What do you mean?" she said. "What even is it?"

"It's like, a cage that I put my cock in. And then like, there's a key."

"Why do you want to put your cock in a cage and lock it up?" she said.

"I don't know," I said nervously. "I thought... I mean, it's just a game I guess. Something we could play with. Like I said we don't have to."

She didn't seem convinced. My worst nightmare was coming to life. I could hear the clerk walking back. There was an uncomfortable silence between me and Sara. I was looking at the floor.

And then all of a sudden, almost as if purposely so the clerk could hear, she said "I mean, I don't know why you need to lock your cock up in a cage. It's not like I fuck you anymore anyway."

It was, certainly, to that point, the most humiliating moment of my life. My super sexy girlfriend, standing in front of me, mildly disgusted with me, waiting for me to buy her a 9" dildo that was smaller than the guy she was fucking on the side, telling a random store clerk that she doesn't even fuck me anymore.

Her words were so casually cruel that I couldn't tell if they were in the spirit of our new kink, or were generally coming from a place of malice. I worried that this was a step too far.

Then the clerk broke the silence. "This is all I have left," he said. He slid a package across the counter. It was a bright pink chastity cage. I didn't have a chance to even check the size. I knew I had to buy it in order to satisfy Nick's demand. The damage was probably already done with Sara. I just said "fine, yea, I'll take it." I heard Sara scoff, and walk out of the shop. I avoided looking at the clerk and ignored him when he asked if I wanted a bag. I just grabbed the dildo and the chastity cage and rushed out towards the car.

There was a painfully awkward silence as we drove home. I didn't know what to say, terrified that I went too far. I was desperate for her to break the silence, as I didn't know what to say.

After what seemed like forever, I saw her pick up the chastity cage package and start looking at it. After a few minutes of more uncomfortable silence, she said "sorry, was that too much?"

"Do you think I'm weird?" I said.

"Baby," she paused. "You like to eat the cum of the guy who is fucking your girl on the side. And you think I'd think THIS is weird?"

"Well then why that reaction?" I asked.

"Sorry, I was being selfish," she said.

"What do you mean?"

"I just mean - like, I don't care if you're into this. Really. I want you to do whatever you're into. I think I just reacted that way because it doesn't personally do anything for me. But, that's me being selfish. Not everything is about me."

I relaxed a little. "Ok, I see."

She put her hand on my leg. "So, no. Not weird. But I can't say it turns me on."

"Everything else we've done has turned you on?" I asked.

"Yea," she laughed.

"Me eating Nick's cum turns you on?"

"Oh yea," she said.

"Calling me pathetic turns you on?"

"It does," she said. "As long as you like it too."

"I do," I said. We both laughed.

"So did you like it when I told that lady you were gay?"

"That was pretty humiliating," I said. "So yes, I liked it."

She giggled. "See?" she said, "I think I'M the weird one, cause that turns me on."

"Maybe we're both weird," I said.

She squeezed my leg. "Aww," she said.

There was a slight pause. Then she said "You know what turns me on more than anything else?"

"Nick's huge cock?" I said.

"Besides that," she laughed.

"What?" I asked.

"In the spirit of sharing what we're into..." she started.

"Yea..." I said.

"Well, I fucking LOVE it when he tells you what to do. It's so fucking hot."

"Mmm," I said. "Like when he told me to buy you lingerie for him?"

"YES!" Sara said. "Oh my god I fucking love that, and then you did it. So hot."

"Well what if I told you he told me to buy myself a chastity cage?" I said.

"STOP," Sara said.

"I'm serious."

"Well why didn't you say so! Now THAT is hot." She laughed.

"Soo, chastity cages are not hot, but your stud of a boyfriend telling me to wear one is?"

"100%" she said. "I love it."

"Ha, I should have just told you in the first place."

"Definitely," Sara said. "If you're just following his orders then I am all for it."

"Ok," I said. "Well, he wants me to put it on."

"Well then you better do what he says."

"Ok, I will put it on as soon as we're back."

She squeezed my leg and I drove a little faster back to my dorm.

- - -

We got back to my room and Sara jumped on the bed, lying on her side. "Ok, let's see it."

"Wanna see me put it on?"

"Sure," she said. "But to make this fun for me I'm going to make fun of you, ok?"

"Ha, ok."

"Just say "champagne" if I get too mean."

"Have I said "champagne" yet?"

"You haven't, which in and of itself is a sign of how fucking pathetic you are." We both laughed. "Now strip and lock your little cock up, loser."

As I started taking off my clothes, I saw her take out her phone like she was taking a picture. I could tell pretty quickly that she was taking a video. "Here we are, on this Saturday, and Jake is getting undressed so he can lock his little cock up in a cage because that turns him on," she said, narrating the video.

"Well, actually..." I started.

"Oh yea!" she interrupted. "He's actually doing this because the guy that's fucking me told him to." She laughed. "Isn't that right, loser?"

I laughed.

"Speak up," she said sternly. It was sexy.

"That's right," I said. I was in just my boxers, fiddling with the packaging to the chastity cage.

"Underwear off, loser. Let's see that tiny cock."

I slid my boxers down. My cock was mostly flaccid.

"Such a joke," she said. "I don't even know if the zoom is good enough on this phone to see that tiny cock." She was really leaning into the cruelty. "I honestly didn't even remember what it looked like. It's more pathetic than I remember."

She looked at me, testing whether I was going to use the safe word. I didn't.

"I don't even remember the last time I had sex with you. Do you?"

"I don't." It was true.

"Wow, that's sad," she said. "I guess it doesn't matter if your cock is locked up then, does it?"

"I guess not," I said.

"Here you are, your girlfriend lying in your bed, and you're naked. You could fuck me right now if you wanted to. But you'd rather put your little cock in a cage wouldn't you?"

"Yes," I said. I was enjoying the humiliation.

"That's how much of a loser you are, that you'd rather lock your little cock in a tiny pink cage than fuck the sexy woman lying in your bed."

"You're right," I said.

"Maybe you ARE gay," she said. She was really pushing it now, and she knew it.

I didn't respond.

"I mean, after all, you told that woman in the store you thought the guy I'm fucking is sexy, didn't you."

I thought we had been role playing. But I didn't protest. "I did," I said.

She laughed out loud. "Oh my god, THIS is my boyfriend??" she said. "The guy who enjoys eating other men's cum, doesn't want to fuck me anymore, wants to put his cock in a cage, and enjoys getting ordered around by other guys?"

I was getting close to saying the safe word.

"Go on, loser, put the cage on. Let's see it."

I clumsily but quickly figured out how to put the cage over my cock, shoving it in just to get it over with. Finally I clicked it shut, turned the key and the key came out.

"Now what?" she said. There was a brief moment of silence, then we both started laughing hysterically. It was a nice moment of levity in an otherwise intense moment. It was a reminder that Sara was still my partner in all of this, even if a non-traditional one. I could tell she cared about me, despite the harsh words used in play.

"I - I think nothing?" I said, still laughing. "It's just... locked up. And I think maybe you're supposed to hold the key?" I said.

"Fine," she said, grabbing it. "But like I said before, this really doesn't change anything. I wasn't planning on fucking you before, and I'm definitely not fucking you now." I laughed.

"Well, I guess the difference is that I can't cum," I said.

She paused in a moment of realization as if a light bulb went off. "Ohhhhhh," she said. "Really? You can't cum in there?"

"I can't even get hard in here. How could I cum?"

"Why don't you want to cum?" she said.

"I do! This was Nick's idea, remember?"

"Oh yea. Well, I'll have to ask Nick then. But like, aren't you going to go crazy in there if you can't cum?"

"I think that may be the point..." I said.

"Hm," she said, with a hint of satisfaction. "Well, I DO want to cum, so why don't you get my new toy for me."

"Ok," I said, going to grab the 9" dildo and starting to take it out of the packaging.

"Wait," she said. "Turn around."

I turned around to face her, and I heard the shutter sound effect from her iPhone as she took a picture of me, naked except for my pink cage, holding a 9" black dildo.

I stuck my tongue out at her and then started walking towards her.

"No," she said. "Clean it first."

I looked around, helplessly.

"What are you doing?" she said. "Go to the bathroom and wash it in the sink."

I stood there like a deer in headlights. "You want me to go to the communal bathroom and wash a 9" dildo in the sink?"

"What's the issue?" she said.

"I mean, I guess I can check to see if there is anyone in there. Let me just put on my jeans -"

She cut me off. "No, go like that."

I stared at her in disbelief. "Shut up."

"What?" she said, mockingly.

"You want me to go into my dorm bathroom, wearing nothing but a tiny pink chastity cage, holding a 9" black dildo? Don't be ridiculous."

"I don't see what's so ridiculous."

I finally called it. "Champagne."

"Seriously?" she said.

"Seriously!" I said. "Champagne champagne champagne."

"Fine," she said dismissively, and jumped off the bed. She grabbed the dildo from my hands and walked to the door. "I'll do it, pussy."

She walked out and down the hall.

Now, this wasn't quite a fair comparison. She was fully dressed. But I still couldn't believe she was just going to wash a huge black dildo in a sink where others could see her. I stood by the door, waiting impatiently.

A few minutes later she came back in, and jumped on the bed again.

"Did anyone see you?" I asked.

"No," she said teasingly. "See? No big deal."

"Jesus, Sara." I said.

She ignored me, laid on her back, pulled up her dress and started rubbing the huge dildo against her pussy.

"Mmmm," she said. "This was a good idea. Thank you."

"You're welcome, babe. I want you to be satisfied."

I stood there and watched her while she slid the huge dildo over her pussy, seeing her getting it wet from her pussy juice. She closed her eyes and started to softly moan, getting wetter and wetter.

"Is his cock really that big?" I said.

Her eyes opened and she looked at me. "Come here," she said sternly.

I walked towards her. She pulled the dildo away from her pussy and held it straight up in front of me. It was glistening with her pussy juice.

"Put your hand around it," she said.

I reached out and wrapped my hand around it. My fingers couldn't fully get around the width.

"Feel that?" she said.

I just looked at her.

"That's what a real man's cock feels like."

I gulped.

"Remember that feeling," she said. "Feel how big it is in your hand. Now you know what a real cock is."

I started breathing more heavily.

"Go down on me," she commanded.

I eagerly jumped on the bed, got between her legs, and greedily lapped at her beautiful shaved pussy. I looked up and saw her put the dildo in her mouth. As soon as it touched her tongue I felt her pussy get wetter. She took her free hand and pulled my face in deeper. She started to moan more loudly while grinding her pussy all over my face. I could hear her gagging on the huge dildo, almost fucking her own throat with it. She was in a total trance, and the moaning got louder and louder. I could tell she was about to cum, and I felt proud that I was - at least in part - contributing to it.

All of a sudden she started to quiver, and I knew she was about to cum. She pulled my face deep into her pussy, and I heard her gagging herself on the huge dildo. Finally, she convulsed and I heard her moan loudly into the huge dildo as she came. She gradually let go of my head, pulled the dildo out of her mouth and collapsed, breathing heavily.

I knelt on the side of the bed, admiring her incredibly sexy body. Her eyes were still closed as she caught her breath.

"I was imagining him fucking my throat while you ate my pussy," she said. My cock twitched in my cage. "Imagining you cleaning up his huge load while he was already hard again and using my throat to get off."

"That's so hot," I said. I reached down instinctively to touch my cock but felt the cold plastic there instead. Sara didn't even notice.

All of a sudden she snapped out of it. "I want to take a shower before going to bed," she said.

"Ok," I replied.

She got up, wrapped a towel around herself, put her hair up, and headed to the dorm bathroom down the hall.

I flopped down onto the bed and stared at the ceiling, zoning out for a minute. Then, in my peripheral vision, I saw the dildo lying by my head. I picked it up and looked at it - still shiny from her saliva and pussy juice. I was still turned on, and I wanted to taste her again. So, without really thinking about it, I started licking her juices off the side of the dildo.

It felt so huge and heavy against my tongue, I couldn't believe she claimed it was actually similar to Nick's cock. I reached down with my free hand and jerked my cage to try and get as close as I could to jerking off. Her juices tasted so good, I closed my eyes and kept licking. I was remembering how hot she sounded with it filling her mouth and, before I knew it, I had the dildo head in my mouth, feeling it stretch my lips. I moaned into it like she did, imagining her telling me to feel how big it felt, just like when she made me touch it. I furiously tugged at my cage as I more aggressively shoved the dildo into my mouth, in disbelief as to how big it was.

Then I heard it.

"Oh. My. Fucking. God."

I panicked and pulled the dildo out of my mouth and sat up. Sara was back in the room. I must not have heard her come back in, too distracted by my own moaning. It seems she forgot soap and came back to get it, and found me like that.

Before I could say anything she cut me off.

"Don't say a fucking word," she said. She unwrapped the towel and let it fall to the ground. She started walking towards me, her hair still up in a bun. I was frozen in fear.

"Give it to me," she said.

I handed her the dildo, leaning up on my elbows.

"Open," she said. I looked at her and opened my mouth. She shoved the dildo in. "Suck it," she commanded.

I moaned, and started sucking. She started pushing it in and out, a smile creeping onto her face.

"Look at you," she said. "Caught sucking cock."

I moaned with a tinge of displeasure.

She pulled the dildo out of my mouth and held it in front of my face.

"What do you want?"

I looked at her.

"Do you want to suck it?" she asked.

I nodded.

She shoved it back in my mouth and I kept sucking.

"Do you like it?" she asked.

Confused by my circumstances, I shook my head "no".

"No??" she said, mockingly. She pulled the dildo out of my mouth. "You DON'T like sucking this huge cock?"

Again, confused, I shock my head no. She looked down at my caged cock, took the dildo and roughly slapped my cage with it.

"Fuck!" I yelped.

"So you don't want to suck it anymore?"

"I didn't say that..." I said sheepishly.

"Well that must mean you like it," she said.

I stared at her, unwilling to say it.

"If you want to keep sucking it, tell me you like it."

"Fine, I like it," I said.

"Nice try. Full sentence."

She held the dildo in front of my face, taunting me.

"I like sucking the dildo."

"Nooooo," she said in a mocking tone. "That's not what you like. When I came a few minutes ago, I wasn't imagining a DILDO in my mouth, was I? Tell me what you like and I'll put it back in your mouth. This is your last chance."

I paused, and then went for it. "I like sucking big cock."

"Mmmmm," she said, and started touching herself with her free hand. She shoved the dildo back into my mouth, and started more aggressively fucking my face with it. I started to gag.

"Mmmhmm, there you go," she said, starting to get into it.

"You know," she said, methodically fucking my mouth with the dildo, "the other morning, cuddling with Nick in his bed, after multiple rounds of getting fucked, he was telling me about this couple he used to play with. And the husband was a cuck, like you."

I gagged. She paused, then kept going.

"And he was telling me all the crazy, hot things he did with them. And it was such a turn on. And then he told me he made the husband suck his cock."

I moaned into the dildo, my eyes watering.

"And I couldn't believe it, but he swears it's true, and it turned me on so much. The idea of him making the husband of this older woman he was fucking just submit to him like that. And, well, he asked if I thought you'd suck his cock. And as much as the idea turned me on, I said no, you wouldn't do that."

She then shoved the dildo as deep as she could into my mouth, and I gagged again. She pulled it out and held it in front of my face again.

"Spit on it."

I did what she said. She shoved it back into my mouth again, and started fucking my face more aggressively.

"But little did I know. We're in luck." She giggled. She started touching herself more aggressively and moaning.

She pulled the dildo out of my mouth again. She looked at me with mock puppy dog eyes and said "baby, would you suck his cock for me?"

I looked at her. She was so turned on. She looked like she was going to cum again. Her eyes were pleading with me.

"Ask me again," I said. I'm not sure why.

"Baby, if he told you to, would you suck his huge cock for me?"

I was so turned on, so pent up, so drunk with horniness and unable to relieve myself, that I almost couldn't believe the next words that came out of my mouth.

"Only if you make fun of me while I do it," I said. My true cuckold side had come out. I wanted to be, more than anything else, humiliated by my sexy girlfriend and her stud.

The smile dropped from her mouth, and she looked at me with evil lust. "Why wait," she said. Then she said "open," and shoved the dildo back into my mouth. She started aggressively fucking my face with it. "You are such a fucking loser, you know that?" she said. "You gave your girlfriend up to a superior guy, and you get off on eating his cum. Now you're fantasizing about sucking his cock. Do you know how pathetic that is? And you locked your own cock in a cage. Like, what the fuck is wrong with you?" I groaned at the intense humiliation. "You know I'm never going to fuck you again right? Like, you have totally lost this pussy you fucking loser. What man would do that?" I groaned again. She was really pushing it. "All you're good for is eating pussy, but Nick is even better at that than you. So what are you even good for? Why should I keep you around?" I gagged and moaned. "You're lucky that I get pleasure from seeing you swallow a real man's cum. And I will get a lot of pleasure from seeing him make you suck his huge cock. So you're gonna do that for me aren't you?"

I tried to say yes but it was muffled by the dildo in my mouth. She pulled it out.

"Hey loser, tell me what you're going to do for me or I'm going to fucking dump you and leave with the key to your cage."

I couldn't believe how intense she was being.

I was gasping for air, spit running down my chin, leaking cum out of my cage.

"I'm going to suck Nick's huge cock for you," I said.

She looked at me and a small smile creeped back onto her beautiful face.

"Champagne?" she asked.

I sat there, catching my breath.

"No." I said.

Her eyes widened. Her smile grew.

"Impressive," she said. And with that, she tossed the dildo onto the bed, turned around, got in her towel and went to take a shower.