“Still early days for you I suppose,” says the voice.
I want to block the memory of this guy right out of my mind. I don’t want to be cramped up here next to him, having to talk to him. Not after what I did to him.
“Early days?” I try to ease the aches in my knees by moving my position as much as I can this confined space. I wrap the discarded pink garment around my shoulders. I’m cold.
“My wife and I have been with Master Anthony and Mistress Claire for years. Nearly four I think.”
“What are they like?” I say and immediately know it’s a ridiculous question.
“Mistress Claire is bisexual obviously. She’s the nearest thing to a sadist I’ve come across,” he says, “And I should know. I’ve been to plenty of professional Madams over the years.”
“Master Anthony less so. He likes to use compliant women like my wife. But I think he’s what you’d call a switch. He seems to like receiving some pain as well. At least from Mistress Claire.”
“How long are we likely to be left here like this?”
“Until morning,” comes the immediate reply, “while the three of them have their fill of our wives.” His voice thickens horribly.
“All night like this? You’ve got to be kidding.”
“I’m afraid not.”
“I’ve spent the night here with another of your Master’s cuckold husbands more than once so I know.”
“He’s done this before?” my voice cracks.
“Pardon the appalling pun but I think your Richmond is what you could call a ‘past-master’. I think men like him, true alpha-males, they like to move on to the next challenge pretty quickly,”
My stomach gurgles.
“How long, how long have his other relationships lasted?”
“You and your wife might be the couple that break the mold of course.” He says eventually. “I mean, a lady like her...she’s very beautiful. The others weren’t in her league in that way.”
“Thanks,” my gratitude for the compliment must sound grotesque in these circumstances. My wife is somewhere upstairs being made to do heaven knows what by God knows who. My insides are in turmoil.
“So has he made a file on her yet? All her personal details and images?” the voice says.
“How did you know?”
“Like I said, you’re not the first. Has he talked about your wife going to work for him?”
“She just started,” the high pitch of my voice shocks me.
“How long have you been in that contraption between your legs?” he says after a silence.
“Too long. Weeks.”
“Wow! How on earth?”
“You get used to it. The longer you’re in it the more desperate to please you become. It gets to the stage where you’ll do anything you’re told.” I say, jumping at the opportunity to excuse my earlier behaviour. Can he hear how dry my mouth is?
“I assumed you were bi,” he laughs
“I’d never done anything like that before Richmond,”
“Thought about it though?”
I don’t reply.
“Guessed as much. It seems to be a common preoccupation for a lot of cuckold husbands or wanna-be cuckolds. Sucking the bull’s cock. It’s the total surrender and humiliation I suppose. But I can’t say the thought’s ever done it for me. Thankfully it doesn’t seem to be something that appeals to Master Anthony either.”
“You should try wearing one of these,” I knock the chastity belt with a knuckle. We both laugh.
“Did any of Richmond’s other...cuckolds wear chastity belts?”
“Not the couple I met. But he always liked them to give oral. He’s obviously bi – like my wife.”
The image of Lily’s pussy being frenziedly guzzled by my companion’s wife fills my head.
"I haven’t seen him feminize a cuck before either. I assume that was Richmond’s idea not yours?"
"Of course," I say hurriedly, irritated now.
"I suppose we all need heavier and heavier kicks to get our thrills as time goes by." He says and I decide this is a good time to stop replying.
As impossible as it certainly seemed earlier, I must have eventually fallen asleep. Light turned on from outside the basement and the sound of door being unlocked rouse me.
“Wakey wakey,” Claire’s heels click across the floor. Behind her is Lily in the tight white dress Richmond had her pack and bring here. She’s carrying a green bowl, like a dog food bowl, in either hand.
Claire unlocks the other cage and instructs Lily to place a bowl inside.
She has to be kidding. Eat in this fucking place?
There’s a vague savoury smell, like pepperoni pizza and it makes my stomach creak. I’m actually hungry.
Claire takes the other bowl from Lily and tosses it inside my cage.
“Scrumptious,” I whisper and try to catch my wife’s eye. Lily’s face flushes but she won’t look at me.
Despite myself, I immediately start picking at what looks like cold melted cheese, salami and bread.
“Be their leftovers from last night,” my companion whispers when Claire is out of earshot.
Lily returns with two small plastic bottles of water and under Claire’s watchful eye she places a bottle in each cage. I try to study her cleavage inside her tight dress as she bends.
Footsteps on the stairs.
“Morning. I trust you slept well,” Richmond fingers back his gray hair.
“I want to do it now,” Claire puts an arm around Lily as soon as Anthony appears.
“You gonna be OK with that dude?” Anthony wipes his mouth and gestures to the leather bench.
“Fine. Go ahead Claire. It’s the least I could do after last night.” He kisses Claire’s cheek and Lily visibly bristles.
“You know what’s required of you Lily,” Richmond nods, “Let’s show your husband how far you’ve progressed.”
My chewing slows to a stop as my wife straddles the leather bench and lies on her back.
Richmond strokes the side of her head. Her hands come up to hold his.
Claire’s leather skirt is up around her slender waist. No panties. She moves around the top of the leather bench. Close to my wife’s head. Her brow furrows, like she’s concentrating as she climbs on top of my wife’s chest.
Oh my God.
“Gonna lick pussy again for me bitch?” Claire’s phrase is more statement than question. But Lily doesn’t get the chance to answer.
Facing us, with her ass above my wife’s head Claire sinks down onto Lily’s upturned face.
My wife’s arms are pinned to the bench by Claire’s knees and shins.
“Hands down!” She slaps at Lily’s flailing fingers and grinds herself onto my wife. Lily sounds like someone is clamping both hands over her mouth.
My balls are tightening, breath shortening. Oh Lily.
Claire has a hand between her own legs now, near the front of her pussy; her clit. She’s riding, easing herself off my wife’s struggling nose and mouth every so often. Every time she rises, Lily gasps for breath.
“Lick me, put your tongue right in my pussy,”
“So hot," Anthony murmurs and Richmond is simply smiling; like he’s proud.
Claire is reaching down, pulling at Lily’s hair, making her squeal. She’s flicking her hips wildly at my wife, panting gasping, swearing above the noise of Lily sucking at her.
I watch in a daze as Claire throws back her head. She’s cumming, cumming on my wife’s face.
“Fuck me,” Anthony’s hand is on the front of his jeans.
Claire climbs off my wife. She’s pointing at her own shaking legs and laughing. “She will be good at this,” she announces, pulling her skirt down and straightening it.
“I think I ought to reward my cuckold couple at least,” Richmond crooks his index finger and beckons me out of my still-unlocked cage.
He holds up the small copper key to my chastity belt.
“Are you ready to make love to
your wife Vaughn?”
I stare at him wide-eyed.
“You need to be dressed for the part Vaughn,”. He nods beyond me to my cage and the crumpled lingerie I tried hopelessly to use as part-pillow, part-cover last night. “Remember everything we discussed about conditioning, about Pavlov and his dogs.”
I can’t make sense of his words.
“Unlock your chastity device, get dressed in your special outfit and put this on,” he tosses a condom at me along with the key to my belt.
A condom? Since when do I use a condom with my wife?
I don’t contemplate for too long. I almost rip the lingerie getting it back over my head for him.
My fingers shake as I try to prise the chastity belt apart and off my agonisingly sore cock and balls, gasping as I ease it slowly away from the chaffed flesh.
Beyond Richmond, on the bench Lily is still on her back but has her hips raised, hoisting up her dress up and starting to pull down her panties. My cock is sore, but it’s like iron, throbbing insanely for my wife.
Lily.
The condom is covering my aching manhood before I even reach her.
Oh Lily,” my eyes roam over clusters of purple bruises on her inner thighs. What did they do last night?
She kicks her panties off over her ankles and onto the floor. Her face glistens, her hair dishevelled but she smiles thinly and spreads her knees for me. I climb on top of her and sink onto the heat of her body. I groan and try to kiss her. The smell of the other woman is all over her face, in her hair.
Lily’s fingers adjust my pink shoulder straps. Shit I almost forgot I was wearing this.
Heat embraces my cock as I ease into her slippery passage.
“Oh Lily,” I kiss her fragrant face, “Lily I’m cumming.” I sink my whole body in to the soft pungent curves of my wonderful wife.
Laughter behind me.
Someone pulls at my shoulder.
“I think we ought to make sure your wife has a little pleasure as well Vaughn,” Richmond directs me off and away from Lily. I stand, legs trembling, easing the full condom off my wilting cock while Richmond directs Lily.
She moves and lies face down across the bench, bare ass in the air.
Richmond is undoing his pants.
Oh hell, he’s going to have her in front of us.
“Anthony; would you care to join me?” he waves a palm toward Lily’s head.
Claire stares at me, a crooked smile on her face. I can’t speak. I can’t move.
Lily lets out a howl.
“Steady, it’s OK, It’s OK Lily,” Richmond’s voice is soothing. He’s right up behind her, between her legs, his fingers stroking my wife’s bare hips. His buttocks naked and clenching. Easing, sinking himself slowly between my Lily’s thighs.
Is he in her ass?
Lily’s sobbing mutes. Anthony groans as he plugs my wife’s mouth with his cock.
“Oh yeah, suck me, suck me again baby,” he wheezes, belly extended, eyes screwing shut.
Back and forward the two men rock. Taking their pleasure from the warmth of my wife’s insides.
My cock has stiffened in my hand. Unashamedly I’m working my foreskin back and forth as Lily’s choked moaning increases in volume. Almost drowning out the slapping of Richmond’s balls against her flesh.
“Fuck me, Fuck me Richmond, I’m yours, I’m yours,” she garbles deliriously when Anthony’s cock plops momentarily from her mouth.
She shovels it back inside and I’m on my knees again, still dressed for him. Looking up in awe, jerking as Richmond’s impressive and so much older physique pounds and pulverises my young wife.
Epilogue
I lean back in my train seat and let my head rest against the window while I think of Richmond. He took time out to explain the ‘why’ behind much of that last trip to Anthony and Claire’s. He seemed to really appreciate that it would take us a while to come to terms with what happened there.
He says there’s nothing to fear. That it was all a necessary part of our training. Part of making us the kind of submissive cuckold couple he’s always wanted to own.
He says that our conditioning is designed to ‘stretch us’. Not physically, but emotionally. He says we have to be encouraged to do things we’re initially not comfortable with. He says that’s always been the outline of the project. “Testing and pushing your limits,” he told me.
That includes ‘servicing’ anyone of his choosing according to Richmond. He says ultimately it will all become second nature. Doing exactly what we’re told by him- regardless of how distasteful it might sound on first hearing.
He probably has a point. I mean, I’d never have thought I’d consider chastity my natural default position and yet here I am locked again. But in a strange way chastity kind of makes me feel secure these days.
Some things are harder to live with than others of course. Like the ‘dressing up’ bit. Even though Lily actually seems enthusiastic about it. She keeps saying she wants to see me in stockings and suspenders and that it might be hot to experiment putting make up on me. Make up for fuck’s sake. There’s no way.
Richmond keeps going back to that Pavlovian explanation. He says that in time I’ll only get really excited when I’m wearing ‘special outfits’. He says that, along with the other thing he makes me do, will ultimately help further diminish and desexualize me in Lily’s eyes.
I shake my head as the guy with the snacks trolley stops in the aisle of the train and looks at me.
Richmond says desexualizing me is a good thing. It’s what the three of us need. I’m still not certain about that or about his growing insistence that some of our friends ‘need to know’ what’s going on. That’s a hell of an ask.
But Marion has texted Lily to say she needs to talk to me and her. Something about that guy Leroy who works with Richmond. Still, least she’s warned us she’s calling in at our place tonight. It will make a change from her husband George dropping by unannounced like he’s started doing most warm weekends.
I click my tablet on and shield the screen from any possibility of it being seen by the guy at my side.
I scroll through the dossier on myself that I’ve started for Richmond. It’s almost complete now. He’s expecting me to email it in the morning so he can add some images he says he has of me.
Even as a wave of dread seeps through my insides the very thought has me stiffening uncomfortably in my chastity belt.
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