My Cuckolding Journey Pt. 06 Final

The months after Kayla left destroyed me. I was a complete wreck. She had also returned the keys to my chastity.

Every night I would scroll through her social media and jerk my small dick. I came pathetically while staring at her body.

I messaged her constantly with long paragraphs pouring my heart out. She never responded.

I would think that she is better off without me. But I was addicted to her.

One afternoon my phone rang. It was Kayla. I answered.

"Kayla?"

She sounded a little sad.

"How have you been?" She asked.

"I've been terrible," I admitted.

"I miss you every single day," I said crying.

She stayed quiet for a long moment.

"I'll call you again soon."

And she disconnected. I called her but she didn't pick up.

Three days later she called again.

"I want to come over tomorrow evening," she said.

"We need to talk."

I was happy and told her she is welcome to come anytime.

The next evening Kayla looked absolutely stunning in a backless top with plunging neckline and mini leather skirt. She stepped inside without hugging me.

She is even more beautiful than I remembered. She sat on the couch and crossed her legs.

"I'm thinking about us," she said.

Tears immediately filled my eyes.

"Please please come back," I begged and dropped to my knees in front of her.

I took her hands and held them in my hands.

"I will do anything for you. I will never complain again."

"I will stay locked forever."

"I love you so much it hurts. I have been broken without you."

Kayla watched me beg with a mix of pity and amusement.

"Ryan became too controlling and jealous," she explained.

She took her hands away from me.

"But I am not sure about us. You are still the same pathetic boy I left."

"Why should I come back to someone who can't even fuck me properly?"

I crawled closer as tears ran down my face.

"Because I worship you. No one will ever love you and serve you like I do."

"Please, Kayla! I am begging you."

"I will be whatever you want. I don't care how you treat me. Just let me be yours again."

She finally sighed and pulled me up for a deep kiss.

"Fine," she said, pulling away.

"But I need to go to Ryan's place tonight and end things properly. You'll drive me there and wait in the car like a good boy."

I nodded immediately.

"Yes, anything you want."

We both hugged and kissed.

***

At first, getting back with Kayla felt like a dream come true. For a couple of weeks we settled into a new routine as boyfriend and girlfriend. We slept together. We ate dinner together. I was grateful for every scrap of attention. But the dynamic was never equal and it quickly got worse.

Our sex life was almost nonexistent and deeply humiliating. We tried a few times but each attempt ended in failure. The last time I went soft before I could even enter her. Kayla pushed me off in disgust.

"You still can't fuck me? What kind of useless boyfriend are you?"

"I am sorry," I whispered.

I looked down in shame. She rolled her eyes.

"Pathetic little cuck."

To make her happy, every evening I gave her long foot rubs. She would sit on the couch scrolling through her phone while I knelt on the floor. I would massage and kiss her feet.

Meanwhile she started posting solo thirst traps on social media. Once she posed a mirror selfie in just lingerie with her ass pushed out toward the camera. In another pic, she posted in a sheer top and no bra. She was squeezing her tits together.

I could see she was missing the real stuff.

***

One evening, Kayla and I went to a packed sports bar to watch a game and hang out. She looked hot in a tight black halter top with a deep plunging neckline that barely held her tits. Below that, she wore a tiny white pleated mini skirt that barely covered her ass. I felt proud walking in with her on my arm.

We barely ordered drinks when a group of four tall, muscular guys at the pool tables approached us.

One of the guys was Derek and he introduced himself and his friends to Kayla. Derek then turned to me.

"You really brought a smokeshow with you tonight."

He looked me up and down with a mocking grin before his eyes locked onto Kayla's cleavage.

"No offense but how the hell did a guy like you land her?"

The whole group chuckled. Kayla smiled and I can see she was loving the attention. I didn't say anything.

Within minutes she was laughing at their jokes and letting them pull her toward the pool tables. I followed awkwardly and carried both our drinks.

"Are you any good at pool, babe?" Derek asked her. He was standing way too close to her.

"Not really," Kayla replied. The way she responded I could see she was flirting back.

"Perfect. I'll teach you properly."

He positioned himself right behind her. He pressed his crotch firmly against her ass and showed her how to hold the cue. His big hands covered her completely.

Every time she bent over the table, her tiny pleated skirt rode up high enough to flash her thong to the entire group. The guys whistled loudly.

"Fuck, look at that ass," one of the guys laughed.

"Your boyfriend probably never gets you bent over like this?"

Kayla giggled and pushed her ass back against Derek.

"He definitely doesn't. He's more of a gentle type."

The guys erupted in laughter. Derek grinned over her shoulder at me.

"Bro, when's the last time you actually made her moan? Or do you just watch her get herself off?"

The group roared again. I tried to play it off with a weak smile but my face was burning.

As the lesson continued, Derek got even bolder. He slid his hands down to her waist and pulled her ass back against his obvious bulge every time she took a shot. At one point he reached around and adjusted her grip. While doing this, his forearm deliberately brushed the side of her tit.

Kayla moaned playfully.

"Derek, you are much better at this than my boyfriend. His hands are way smaller."

"Small hands, small everything, right?" another guy chimed in.

They all laughed harder including Kayla.

"Aww, don't be mean," she said in a fake sympathetic voice.

They kept roasting me nonstop while Kayla kept playing.

"Are you just gonna stand there holding her drink like a cuck waiter?"

"He is probably hard watching a real man touch his girl."

"Kayla, does he even last more than two minutes or does he just cum in his pants watching you flirt?"

Every time they tore into me, Kayla laughed louder and rewarded them by getting more physical. She was hugging the guys and touching their arms. Her halter top had shifted from all the movement and one nipple had nearly slipped out. She did not fix it.

At one point Derek leaned in and whispered something in her ear. Kayla burst out laughing and announced loud enough for everyone nearby to hear.

"Derek just said my boyfriend probably jerks off thinking about me getting fucked by other guys."

"Is that true, babe?"

The entire group exploded. I stood there speechless. Kayla bent over the table again for another shot. Her skirt rode all the way up. Derek was pressing against her.

They started a full game where Kayla was Derek's partner. The other guys took turns coaching her with wandering hands. I was parked on a stool like a loser. I was holding her purse and drinks.

The group continued to make fun of me.

"Sit there and be useful for once."

"Real men are busy showing your girlfriend what she has been missing."

Kayla looked over at me between shots before grinding back against Derek again. She was clearly turned on.

When it was time to say goodbye, the guys were not keen to let her go. Derek held her by her waist. Kayla was giggling throughout. They exchanged numbers and Kayla promised to meet them soon. She kissed all the guys on the lips and we finally left.

We barely spoke in the car. As soon as we got home and the door closed, Kayla kicked off her heels and took me to the bedroom.

She peeled off her clothes and asked me to lie down on the bed on my back. I took off all my clothes as well. She then climbed over me and lowered her ass directly onto my face.

"Lick my asshole, cuck. That's the only useful thing you can do."

I started swirling my tongue around her ass hole while she reached for her vibrator.

She started to talk with the humming sound of vibrator in the background.

"I could feel their bulges grinding against my bare ass every time I bent over that pool table."

"God, it felt so much bigger and harder than your pathetic little thing."

"Keep licking deeper, cuck."

Her moans were getting louder.

"I should have let them fuck me on the pool table while you watched from the chair like a good little cuck."

She laughed breathlessly between moans. I was very horny too but due to the cage I was no way near orgasm.

"You're so fucking pathetic. You sat on the chair watching me getting felt up by random guys."

She let out a loud moan and cummed. After that we both hugged and slept.

***

She started calling me names more openly. She would call me cuck, loser, tiny dick, ass licker. Every insult stung but I accepted them.

Slowly the relationship became monotonous and cold. Kayla grew more resentful.

One night after she had used her dildo while I watched and stroked my balls, she was very cruel.

"You know sometimes I really regret coming back."

"At least with Ryan I felt like a woman."

"With you it's just this. Foot rubs, ass licking and listening to you apologize for being useless. It's getting boring."

I was cleaning her dildo with warm water and soap.

"I'm sorry. I will try harder."

She laughed bitterly.

"Try harder at what? Being a better servant?"

She continued to laugh.

"You are already a perfect cuck. That's the problem."

Even as she became colder and more openly resentful, I stayed completely devoted. And no matter how much she degraded me, I still could not imagine my life without her.

***

A few weeks later, Will finally returned from his long foreign assignment.

We were in the living room when he walked through the door. Kayla was wearing a sheer white baby doll which reached the tip of her ass and showed plenty of cleavage. I was kneeling on the floor in front of her giving her a foot rub like I did almost every evening now.

Kayla's face lit up the moment she saw Will.

"Will! You're back!"

She jumped up and ran to hug him tightly.

Will hugged her back but his eyes immediately landed on me. I was still on the floor.

"Nice to see you buddy," he said, chuckling.

"Damn, you really hit the jackpot, man. Congrats on locking down Kayla as your girlfriend."

While saying this, he casually slid his hand down and squeezed Kayla's ass.

"You are one lucky little guy."

I smiled awkwardly from the floor. My face was burning.

"Thanks, Will."

Kayla giggled and pressed herself against him. His hands were still on her bare ass.

"He really is lucky. Aren't you, baby?"

"Yes," I mumbled.

Kayla turned to me with a sweet but commanding smile.

"Be a good boy and go set up Will's room for him."

Will was still feeling her up.

"Then cook something nice for dinner. Will and I have a lot of catching up to do."

I nodded obediently and got up.

As I walked away, I heard them settle on the sofa together. I could hear Will's laugh and Kayla's flirty giggles.

After I had served them dinner and cleaned up, Kayla and I went to our room. Will was in his room next to our room.

She took off her clothes and asked me to strip too. She pulled out a dildo from her nightstand and laid back on the bed.

"Lick my asshole while I fuck myself."

She said loudly enough for Will to hear.

I obeyed. As I buried my tongue in her ass, she started thrusting the toy into her pussy. She was moaning exaggeratedly.

"Mmm, fuck yes."

"This feels so much better than your useless little dick, loser."

"You are such a pathetic cuck."

"All you are good for is licking my asshole while I think about real men."

She was loud on purpose. I could almost feel Will listening through the wall.

***

The next day I had my job interview but it got canceled. I came home early.

When I entered the apartment, I could hear loud moaning coming from our bedroom.

I saw Kayla on all fours on our bed. She was getting brutally fucked by Will. He had a tight grip on her hair and was yanking her head back. There were loud sounds of skin slapping.

Kayla looked over at me casually. She was still getting railed.

"Oh... you are.... back early."

Will did not even slow down. He laughed cruelly while continuing to pound her.

"Back from another failed attempt at being a man?"

Kayla moaned loudly.

"Well, cuck, you have three options."

"You can go out and wait."

"Or you can sit and watch."

"Or you apologize for interrupting and join us properly."

I whispered, "I am sorry for interrupting."

Will smirked.

"Strip off and get the bed, loser."

Kayla pointed.

"On your back, bitch."

I lay down. Kayla immediately straddled my face. Will resumed fucking her roughly from behind. His heavy balls were slapping against my forehead with each thrust.

"Eat it, cuck," Kayla moaned.

"Lick my pussy while a real man destroys me."

Will laughed loudly and started verbally tearing into me. He was pounding my girlfriend even harder.

"This is what you are good for. Lying under us like a fucking doormat while I wreck your girl."

"You really can't fuck her at all, can you? No wonder she always comes crawling back to my thick cock."

He slapped Kayla's ass hard.

"This pussy belongs to me now, you pathetic beta."

"You are just the clean-up crew. The foot rubbing, ass licking, cum eating servant. Say it, cuck."

I mumbled into Kayla's pussy, "I amjust the clean-up crew."

Will laughed even harder and fucked her more violently.

"That's right, loser. Keep licking my balls while I fuck your girlfriend."

"This is the closest you'll ever get to fucking her."

Kayla cried out in pleasure.

"Yes! Fuck me harder, Will!"

"He could never make me feel like this. He is just a pathetic little cuck who exists to clean up real men's messes."

"Lick deeper, loser!"

Will kept going relentlessly.

"You are never going to be enough for her."

"You are a fucking joke. A virgin who can not even get hard properly."

"Stay down there where you belong. Under real men."

He finally groaned loudly and came deep inside her. When he pulled out a huge load of thick cum dripped directly onto my face.

Kayla stayed seated on my mouth.

"Clean it all up, cuck. Every single drop. This is what you are good for."

I licked and swallowed obediently while they both laughed at me.

*** Epilogue

It was a quiet Saturday evening. It had been twelve months since Kayla and I got married. I was on all fours in the middle of the living room. I was completely naked except for my steel inverted cage. My knees and palms pressed into the carpet as I served as a human footstool.

Kayla's bare feet rested comfortably on my upper back while she lounged on the couch in a silk robe. Her latest lover, Chris, had his large feet propped up on my lower back and ass. They were both sipping wine and chatting casually.

"Your little cuck husband makes such a stable footrest," Chris said as he pressed his heel down harder on my ass.

"How does it feel knowing your wife is getting fucked better than you ever could?"

"It feels right, sir."

Kayla laughed softly and wiggled her toes on my shoulder blades.

"He is well trained now."

I heard them kissing for a while.

"He is my husband on paper but in reality he is my maid, my footstool and my cum eater. Right, hubby?"

"Yes, baby," I whispered.

Chris pressed down with more weight. It made my arms tremble.

"Pathetic. You actually married him?"

Kayla smirked and tapped the cage with her toe.

"He signed everything including full freedom for me to fuck whoever I want. In return, he gets to stay in my life and serve me."

I hear her light moaning. I assumed Chris is feeling her up. She continued casually.

"He still leaks and drips every time he cleans me after a real man fills me up."

Chris laughed loudly.

"What a fucking loser."

I felt like I was getting off balance.

"Keep still, footstool. Your wife and I are relaxing."

Later that night, after Chris left, Kayla sat on my face for a long time. She told me in detail how good he fucked her. I licked her clean as she casually scrolled through messages from her other lovers.

Our marriage was everything I had come to accept. It was painful and humiliating but something I was grateful for.

*** The End