I prefer the thong panties for Burt.
When and how should I give him a release? Any ideas? I need some creativity.
Wylie: The funny thing is that I still can't see it! Thanks for the submission.
[Preface: This story is from 4/7/13, the day I returned from my weeklong vacation with friends in Myrtle Beach. You can view the adventures mentioned within the story here. ]
It was only a week, but it seemed like an eternity away from Burt. As I walked into the door of our house, I shouted, “Guess who is back from vacation?”
Burt came rushing toward the door, embracing me in a strong hug. ”Hi, honey. I am glad you are back.”
“Me too” I replied before kissing him passionately.
“You are looking wonderful, honey,” he said in between kisses. “I am so glad you are back.”
As we walked into the living room, he looked back, “How was your vacation?”
“Fantastic,” I replied, “You can read all about it on my blog.” I then grinned naughtily. He knew I had been with other men. He just didn’t know the details…yet. I extended my hand and massaged his crotch, feeling the cage still locked around his cock. I didn’t comment on the cage. I just looked lovingly into his eyes, “The only thing that could have made it better was if you had been there.”
We kissed again. ”I wish I could have been there, but the important thing is that you had a great time. You deserve it. “
I kept rubbing his crotch, knowing his cock was trying to swell inside of the cage. ”How about you? Have you been a good boy while I was away?”
“Yes, yes, of course, honey…..,” he replied.
“Have you jerked that little cock for me, baby?,” I asked.
“You…you told me not to touch it, honey. And it is locked up, in the cage. I wish I could have though,” he replied.
I gave him my pouty face, “You didn’t get the note I left you?”
“Which note, darling? Do you mean the wonderful story in the restaurant before your vacation?,” he asked.
“No, the one I left at the bottom of the salad bowl, in the refrigerator. I guess that means you didn’t eat the salad like I asked,” I said.
He looked startled. I had caught him in a lie. I told Burt to eat healthy while I was away. I left him a big bowl of fresh salad in the refrigerator. At the bottom of the bowl, underneath the salad, I left the following note:
"Feel free to jerk that little cock as much as you want while I am away. I want you to see how much you can cum for me. The key to your cage is taped underneath my underwear drawer. Happy jerking, baby. YOU BETTER BE THINKING OF ME WHEN YOU JERK I love you!!! XOXOXO Wylie"
Long story short, Burt didn't follow my instructions, and didn't eat the salad. He didn't find the note and remains caged. Too bad for Burt.
I rolled my eyes and led him to the bedroom, where I told him about the note and revealed where I hid the key to his chastity cage.
He looked distraut, “Oh… I… how stupid I am…”
I just nodded my head and concured.
He shook his head, a sad look washing over him, “you are sooo good to me darling… … thank you but I obviously haven´t seen that note…”
“Why didn’t you eat healthy? What did you eat?,” I queried.
“I tried to eat healthy, darling, lots of fruits and vegetables….,” he said.
I shook my head. ”Spare me the fiction. Did you eat meats? Steak? Pork Don’t lie to me. Come clean.”
He looked to the ground. He knew he had to tell me the truth. ”Yes, I did eat meats. I ate steak.”
I looked him up and down. ”Get undressed, completely.” I then turned and pulled my strap-on harness and a medium sized dildo from my toy drawer. ”You know the Doctor said to stay away from that stuff.”
“Yes, I know. I just don’t think it would hurt once in a while,” he replied as he stepped out of his underwear, revealing his little caged cock.
I stepped into the harness, tightning it into place and affixing the dildo to it. I point to the floor. ”Get on your knees and suck.”
Burt leaned over and got down on his knees, opening his lips wide and wrapping them around the dildo.
“Ah, that’s it, baby,” I moaned. ”Suck that big rubber cock! Up and down! Suck it!”
As he bobbed his head up and down the dildo I reached down, running my fingers through his hair, “Do you want me to tell you about my adventures at the beach?”
He moaned lowly, indicating that he wanted to hear. He pushed his face down deep on the dildo, gagging a little.
“That’s it baby. Your a meat eater, aren’t you? You love your meat. Steaks, pork chops and big fat cocks. Show me how much you like this meat.” I began to rock my hips, gliding the big rubber dildo in and out of his mouth.
He slurped the dildo from his lips. He was breathing hard. ”Please honey, fuck my mouth, please!” He slid his lips back over the dildo.
I pulled back, and the dildo flopped from his lips. I slapped him - playfully, yet hard enough that he knew I meant business. ”I will tell YOU how we do it, understand?”
He was startled. ”Yes…yes, honey. May I please keep sucking while listening?”
“You better,” I said as I pushed the dildo into his throat until he gagged. I eased up and rocked back and forth, fucking his throat. The head of the dildo tapping his gag reflex as I spoke. ”What should I tell you about first? The guys we picked up at the bar?”
I stared into his eyes. I could tell her was urning to hear about it.
“How about, the married man I sucked off in the restroom by the bar while his wife was in the spa getting a massage?”
His eyes got bigger as the dildo glided between his lips. He had a thurst for knowledge. He wanted to hear every detail.
“Perhaps you want to hear about the wild night Courtney and I had with just the two of us?,” I said, smiling as I shoved the dildo into his throat again. His eyes teared up from his gag reflex.
“How about the guys we met on the beach? Do you want to hear about their cocks?,” I asked. He was working the big rubber dildo faster and faster now. I could see his little cock straining against the confines of his cage.
I leaned back and moaned, looking up at the ceiling as I held his bobbing head in my hand. “You should have seen the size of some of the cocks….”
I pulled the dildo from his lips. ”Stand up and lean over the bed.”
He hopped up and leaned over, his ass in the air.
I took a squirt of lube and applied it liberally to the cock stroking it up and down, coating it fully. ”Spread your ass!,” I ordered. As his little asshole appeared, I squirted a shot of lube over it. He quivered as the cool liquid soaked over his bunghole.
I edged it in slowly. I rocked back and forth. The dildo was going a fraction of an inch deeper with each in and out grind of my hips. He was moaning lowly. “Ohhhhhh….baby….it hurts….it hurts so good.”
As the dildo started to slide in and out of his ass easier, I shoved it the rest of the way in with one powerful slam. His body shuddered. I begain fucking faster - the dildo gliding in and out of his ass. He moaned lowly.
“What are you going to do next time I am on vacation, honey?,” I yelled as I slammed into him. I a
Burt moaned as I fucked. ”Oh, honey…it hurts…it hurts a little……ohhhh, Wylie!”
I rared back and spanked his right ass cheek as hard as I could with my hand. ”It’s supposed to hurt, pussy! That is why they call it a fucking punishment!” I raised my voice even more, “Now, what are you going to do when I am on vacation!!!!”
He gripped the mattress tightly in his hand as I kept fucking him hard and fast. He must have realized that complaining was a mistake. ”Thank you, honey! Please…please keep fucking me if you wish….”
I slapped his ass again as hard as I could. ”I asked you a fucking question!!!” I grinded the dildo in as deep as I could. ”What are you going to do when I am on vacation?”
He looked up with confusion in his eyes, “I…I will do household chores for you, honey!”
“What else?!!,” I scream as I keep fucking hard. As I pound him, the force of my body slams his face hard into the pillows.”
“I….I will eat healthy….ohhhh..ohhhh,” he moaned as I pushed as deep as I could.
With one quick long movement, I slide the dildo from his ass.
“Roll over,” I order. I could see his little dicklet was leaking precum while I fucked him.
I straddled him, pressing my lips to his. We kisses each other passionately again as I grinding my black silk panties down against his cock cage, the dildo pressing into our stomach’s.
We laid back on the bed, holding each other as we both caught our breath. As we stared into each others eyes, we both simultaneously said, “I love you so much.” Then we held each other tight until we both fell asleep.
Wylie: What on earth is this supposed to be? A penis? It looks like it is all twisted and crooked. Have you been jerking off too much thinking about cuckold porn? Your wife should lock that little fucker in a cage and keep it there for a month. She deserves big manly cocks, not a pathetic little prick like this. I hope that she will take note and tell you that - daily. As for now, put that thing away. You shouldn't be touching it without your wife around anyway. I think you fail to realize that your little dicklet belongs to HER, NOT YOU! And the fact that you are sending it to other women on the Internet should get you more time in chastity.
That is hard to answer. Some men don't ever deserve to cum. Some men deserve to cum several times a day. I don't know you, but I would assume you are closer to the former.
Have you considered caging it? I don't know what you mean about torture if it doesn't have any pain associated with it. You could always write on it with a magic marker, but that isn't really torture.
I have no idea what you are asking me. You can't be cucked without a gf or a wife. You can potentially roleplay like your getting cucked with a professional Mistress? You can also do some of the things a cuckoldress would do for a woman online. But to actually know what it's like to be cucked, I think, that you actually have to be cucked.
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