We had been living in our two-family home for several years, having purchased and renovated it immediately after purchase. The tenant who was living in the basement apartment had just vacated and we needed to clean it up to prepare for the next tenant. My wife Julie and I decided to spend the weekend cleaning the unit.
At this point, Julie had me locked in my chastity cage for nearly three months without release. The cage only came off for cleanings every few days and the occasional extended edging session. Otherwise, it remained on and Julie enjoyed the benefits of having a husband who was always horny and ready to please. Whenever she was in the mood, she’d tease me through my chastity cage to signal that it was time to lick her pussy. Once she came from oral sex, she always masturbated in front of me until she had enough orgasms to feel totally satisfied. And if she craved penetrative sex, she’d call on one of her “boyfriends” to set up a playdate for some penis in vagina sex, after which she’d always return home for me to give her oral. Julie loved being so completely satisfied all the time, and I loved serving her in this way.
The next Saturday afternoon, we went to the basement apartment to clean it out. Everything had been removed except for the queen sized bed we had supplied for the tenants. After thoroughly cleaning the unit, we decided to put some clean sheets on the bed just in case we had an unexpected house guest prior to finding new tenants.
Once the unit was fully cleaned and the new sheets were on the bed, Julie showed me that she was feeling a bit frisky by initiating a passionate makeout session. Soon we were on the bed making out and fondling one another, and a few minutes later she began to remove my clothes. Within about ten minutes, I was laying on the bed wearing only my thong with my chastity cage poking through the front. Julie always loved to see this. She loved checking out my ass as I walked around the house in only a thong, and she loved to see the outline of the stainless steel chastity cage as it poked through the fabric in the front.
She instructed me to lay down on the bed and she began to caress my testicles. I moaned out of both pleasure and frustration as I felt her fingers gently caress my inner thighs and even reach back to finger my asshole. I could feel that if the cage weren’t locked securely, I would have likely already climaxed, but the cage made that all but impossible. Still, I was loving every second and finding myself lost in the experience.
After what seemed like not nearly enough time, Julie abruptly stopped her teasing and got up, taking my clothes with her.
“I have some things to do upstairs. When I return, we’ll continue this. To ensure you don’t go anywhere, I’m taking your clothes with me.” she said.
Before I could say or do anything, she walked out of the unit carrying my clothing, leaving me laying on the bed clad only in my thong and chastity cage, horny beyond belief. I couldn’t follow Julie as that would mean walking outside and around the house in broad daylight wearing only a thong, which means the neighbors would surely see. I was trapped in the basement unit, held captive by my wife, with no idea when she would return. I didn’t know what was worse; not knowing when she’d return or being so horny with nothing I could do about it. I had no choice but to wait.
I could hear footsteps overhead. She was walking around the house, carrying on with her business, seemingly without a thought about my situation. It was both frustrating and arousing. I desperately wanted to touch her body, to taste her pussy and her asshole, and to feel her skin against mine, yet the suspense was intoxicating as well. When would she return? How long would I be locked down here? What was her plan? I decided to accept my situation and enjoy it, if for no other reason than that it made Julie happy to exert her power this way. She loved knowing that I was always locked in chastity, especially if she knew that it was for an uncomfortably long amount of time. She also loved teasing me mercilessly (and I loved it too), watching me move my body uncontrollably, moaning with frustration. And she especially loved tormenting me with her lover that she took on. She often told me that since she needed to keep my cock locked up so I’d be ready to satisfy her at a moment’s notice, she needed to take on a boyfriend so she could always have access to someone who could penetrate her. From being locked in my chastity cage for so long, there was no way I could last long enough inside of her to satisfy her. She knew because we tried it once. She unlocked my cage for penetration, but I couldn’t last longer than a minute. When she came back from meeting her lover, she told me how she would suck his cock for quite some time before he entered her. And once he penetrated her, he’d fuck her senseless for quite some time, often resulting in her having at least one or two orgasms from vaginal penetration. She recently began allowing him to have anal sex with her too and letting him ejaculate inside of her, which allowed her to have yet another type of orgasm. She would return home from having sex with her mystery man with cum dripping out of her asshole. Sometimes she’d be incredibly satisfied from climaxing from both vaginal and anal penetration, but would just need to spread her ass cheeks over my face, align her asshole with my mouth, and let her lover’s cum drip out into my mouth and down my throat. I was so addicted to pleasing her that it brought me tremendous pleasure even to be her cum receptacle so she wouldn’t have to make multiple trips to the bathroom to squeeze the cum out. I would take care of that for her by sucking it out of her asshole. Julie loved the depravity of it, and she especially loved putting me in such a submissive and humiliating position. I was quite happy to oblige.
I was awakened from my thoughts by the sound of a text arriving. It merely read “Going out to get fucked. Will be back in an hour.” If I weren’t locked in chastity, I would’ve gotten hard immediately. I began thinking about what she was wearing, what they’d do first, and how she’d look riding his cock the way I knew she loved to do. I then began thinking about him entering her from behind, fucking her ass the way she now loved to be fucked. I could feel my cock straining against the chastity cage, putting pressure on the skin as my poor little cock tried to grow erect. I couldn’t wait for her to return. I desperately wanted to see her after-sex glow, and to lick her pussy after just having had another man’s cock inside. I wanted to taste his cum again, especially as it dripped from her asshole. I couldn’t wait for her to return. I needed something to take my mind off of the thoughts, so I pulled up some videos on my smartphone and settled in as I awaited her return.
As it turned out, hours went by and I eventually drifted off to sleep. When I awoke, it was already dark outside, and my phone told me that it was nearly 9pm. I hoped Julie was having a great time and would return satisfied.
Around 9:30pm, I heard the door to the unit being unlocked from the outside. When the door opened, Julie emerged looking like she had just run a marathon, but with a huge smile on her face. As I held her in my arms, kissing and fondling her, she proceeded to tell me all about her evening. As she told me about sucking his cock, getting fucked doggie style and him filling up her pussy with his cum, then getting fucked in the ass and getting filled up with his cum there too, I could feel my cock straining inside of my chastity cage. I was consumed with arousal, jealousy, satisfaction and knowing how happy she was, and sexual frustration. Whenever she got fucked by her boyfriend, I would always find her irresistible when she returned. I wanted to touch, kiss, and lick every part of her body. Julie was incredibly sexy in the afterglow of wild sex. As I lifted her dress off of her, I could tell she had been sweating, and I imagined her getting fucked incredibly hard as she closed her eyes moaning with pleasure. When I felt her inner thighs, I felt some of his cum dripping down.
“How about I clean that up for you” I asked. She smiled and led me over to the bed. Julie guided me to lay down on my back while she slowly removed her lace thong in front of me. She then straddled me, spreading her asscheeks and smothering my face with her ass. The last thing I saw before her asshole made contact with my face was even more cum dripping out of it.
She rubbed her asshole all over my face, letting his cum drip out onto my face as well as into my mouth. I sucked and licked up whatever of the cum I could grab, and the rest just dripping out all over me until my face was covered with her boyfriend’s cum. She loved showing me how much cum was inside of her this way and besides, she loved feeling my tongue against her asshole. Soon there were only small droplets of cum dripping out, and I had licked up enough that it seemed as though I had swallowed his entire load. She then got up off of my face and soon lay on her back with her legs spread. I knew that this meant that she was ready for me to lick her pussy, which I gladly did.
As my mouth got closer, I could see another load of cum dripping out. I teased Julie a little by licking the cum off from the edges of her pussy. She loved this teasing as I began to clean her up. Once I was confident that I had gotten most of it, I leaned in to lick her clitoris. By now, she was starting to grow wild with excitement. She loved getting fucked in both her pussy and her asshole, but for orgasms, she much preferred to be licked, followed by masturbation. As I continued to lick her pussy, more and more cum dripped out onto my face and into my mouth. Julie loved watching me swallow her lover’s cum, and it excited her even more than just having her pussy licked. I was growing incredibly excited too, especially seeing how much she was loving the experience.
Within a few minutes, Julie’s back was arched and she was letting out a tiny squeal as her muscles tensed into an orgasm more intense than I’d ever seen her experience. The experience nearly set me off too, though with the chastity cage locked around my cock, it was quite rare that I ever climaxed. Nevertheless, I loved the experience, and I loved being in chastity for her.
As she came, I couldn’t help thinking how much pleasure it brought me to see her experience such intense sexual pleasure and joy. I was happy to see her so satisfied from her lover, something I could never do as long as she kept me locked in chastity. I could never last long enough inside of her to bring her any real pleasure. I saw my agreeing to be her cuckold as a way to bring her more pleasure, and I loved seeing her so satisfied all the time.
During Julie’s orgasm, more cum continued to drip out onto my face and into my mouth. I loved this part of our sex. It was so thrilling to see her climax, and to know how satisfied she was. Once her orgasm was over, she lay back to take a few breaths as I held her close, but before long, she was already touching herself. I began to suck her nipples, but she abruptly stopped me.
“Get up and stand next to the bed, facing away from me. I want to look at your sexy ass while I masturbate” she said. I gladly did as she demanded. I wanted to please her, and I also loved when she talked to me like this. She loved checking out my ass, especially when I was wearing one of the thongs she loved to see me in, and I loved how she enjoyed objectifying me.
As I stood next to the bed, I grew even more aroused listening to her masturbate. She was touching herself with one hand and caressing my ass with the other, gently tracing the outline of my thong with her fingers, running her hands between my buttcheeks and lingering on my asshole. By now, I was involuntarily gyrating my hips, and Julie told me how sexy that looked.
I could hear her get closer to orgasm and I found myself doing the same, though I didn’t feel like I’d be able to orgasm inside of the cage. I was about as close to orgasm as one could get, but I could tell that it wouldn’t be possible. It was both incredibly frustrating and arousing, but knowing that Julie didn’t want me to orgasm was enough motivation to not allow myself to climax. If I felt like I might cum, I’d let her know as I always did.
Julie continued touching herself and my ass, and I could hear her cum several more times until eventually she fell limp. I knew she was now done, and fully satisfied. I turned around and joined her in the bed, cuddling her.
“Oh wow, that was amazing!” she whispered. She went on to tell me how much she loved being able to orgasm from four different means that day. First she came from riding her boyfriend’s cock, gyrating her hips as she lay on top of him. Then she came again when he fucked her in the ass. And now she was able to cum yet again from me licking her pussy and again from touching herself. She continued on for several minutes telling me how satisfied she was. The more I heard her tell me how satisfied she was, the more aroused I became.
“I love knowing that you’re locked in that chastity cage” she continued.
“It brings me so much happiness to know that you’re unable to cum and unable to touch yourself. You’re here to serve my needs, so it’s important that you’re always horny and frustrated. I have no interest in unlocking you except for supervised cleanings. I’m tired after getting fucked in my pussy and my ass, having my pussy eaten out, and masturbating multiple times. I can’t even count how many orgasms I’ve had today. Let’s go to sleep.”
And with that, she shut the light off and rolled over, leaving me both incredibly frustrated yet satisfied at the same time.