I've become a total toy to Liz.
She's my wife. We both work. We maintain the house together. We attend parties, family functions, pay bills... we are married.
Except underneath my clothes she had my genitals locked away, wears the key around her neck and laughs at me and my sex organs every chance she gets. No one sees this, or if they see her grinning and laughing, they don't realize why. But it's there. She knows it and I know it.
Well, sometimes others at least know I am a cuckold because she picks them up at local bars, sometimes when I am there. She's been getting a reputation as a bit of a slut. If you are black and have a big cock, check out Liz... It's getting around.
She's started locking me up when she has a guy over. It started two weeks ago with some guy she had named Paolo. He looks like he comes from the barrio, tattoos and stuff and his body is one hundred percent hard muscle. His cock is big, not like Lamar, but it's still big enough to stretched her wide when he goes inside her.
It was two weeks ago when he first came over, and she introduced it by saying, "I got a new guy coming over tonight, Ethan. He's sort of special, and I want to make sure you don't cause any problems so I am going to chain you up."
"Babe, Liz... since when have I caused you problems?" I protested.
"I know," she patted my cheek. "You are a good little cuck, but still. This guy has killed people and is nobody to mess with. I want to make sure he knows you are just an impotent pet."
Words like "impotent pet" used to shock me, piss me off. I accept them now, Liz has pretty much pussy whipped me into just that. I am actually becoming impotent because of the chastity devices she has been using. She's got several, each one getting worse, more intrusive, more painful. The one that inserts up my urethra is miserable.
The latest device Liz has me in has spikes on the inside. I used to get erections, or semi-erect in the old cages. It was painful, but it could happen; my flesh just bulged and strained.
This newest device is a cage, but it has spikes pointing inward. Any expansion of my cock gets punished by super sharp spikes. The first time I wore it I had to wear extra cloth under my boxers because I was bleeding.
You know the worst part about that chastity cage is the way she plays with me. She thinks of me as a toy, and I think it is as a pain toy. Partly at least. Not content with caging me up, and forcing my cock into a cage with spikes in it, she will take my genitals and play with them. Tongue them, stimulate me. Of course, I react. My erection starts, I get stabbed by a dozen little spikes and it
hurrttss. She laughs, and tries to see if she can completely impale myself.
OK, well, that's just one reason I am literally becoming impotent.
So she wanted to chain me up for her fuck session with Paolo.
"Strip," she ordered me. This was before he came. I stripped.
"Kneel," she said. I am pretty obedient because he has my cock and balls locked inside a painful chastity device and believe me, some woman gets you locked up like that you learn to be obedient.
So she inserts this metal ass plug she has. She used it once or twice before on me, back when we were just fooling around and trying kinky things, before I was a complete cuckold. It's like a flower with petals that open up. She pushes it into my ass closed, and it hurts a lot going in. It's big for my anus.
"Awww.. owww...." I was complaining.
"This is nothing Ethan. Just wait a bit." I didn't like what was in her voice.
She turned the crank at the end of the plug and the metal petals inside my rectum start slowly spreading wider... and wider. And I started really screaming.
"AAAHhh!!! WOOWOOOWWWWWW" I was yelping and crying as she spread that thing out inside me. She just kept cranking. Didn't even slow down. It felt like the insides of my ass were being shredded apart.
Finally she stopped. Then there was a key. That damn plug has a built in lock, and she locked it in the open position. I was there on my hands and knees just sweating and panting, trying to recover from the expanding petals inside my rectum. I could hardly move, and there was absolutely
no way I was getting that thing out of me without tearing the tissue around my anus.
While I was still on my knees, she gets a chain. "Now to secure you so you can't go wandering about. I think this thing is uncomfortable enough you won't want to move at all, but in case you get ideas, this chain will keep you in one place."
She locked the chain to the end of the plug that was sticking out of my ass.
OK, I was not moving. That plug by itself just made me want to find a position where I could kneel with my legs spread and not move at all. But the chain, which was about four feet long, was going to keep me from moving more than four feet from my current position. It was fastened to a hook on the wall next to our marriage bed.
Our marriage bed. You know, the one Liz (my wife) uses to fuck other men why I watch.
Paolo came and was with Liz out in the living room for a while before coming in. When he did come in I was carefully positioned, naked, legs apart, hands and knees, with a chain looping from my ass to the wall. "Perra..." he said. "You got a bitch husband." He said.
Liz was already half undressed and was trying to get Paolo undressed as well. "Yes, he is. You can try him out after you try me, if you want."
"Why not try him out now," said Paolo. His cock was sticking straight out and Liz guided it toward me.
I could not believe what was happening. I've been forced to watch Liz fuck a dozen different men, some while I was able to masturbate, but increasingly while I was in chastity. But this? Forced to suck off one of her men? I leaned back and away and cried out, "No, no!"
"This little Puta needs some encouragement," Paolo said. Liz dangled her key in front of me. I was in a sharp spiked chastity that hurt almost all the time. "One month. You don't suck Paolo off, I keep you in chastity for one month in the spiked cage."
That spiked cage is vicious, and I had no doubt Liz would do it. So... I closed my eyes, opened my mouth and kept still while Paolo stuck his cock in my mouth. Liz guided it in personally, pushing my head forward to make sure I didn't flinch.
He face fucked me for about five minutes. His cock was huge. I had never had a cock in my mouth before then, but I could tell it was huge and he kept shoving it in hard, and deep. It would press the back of my throat and I would gag, which made him laugh and push harder. My tongue could feel the muscles in his cock contract and work as he fucked my mouth.
It was one of the most humiliating things I had ever experienced. Finally, he had enough and pulled out, saying, "OK, I'm ready, baby."
Liz had been watching Paolo use my face, rubbing her clit while observing her husband forced to suck one of her lovers. When Paolo was finished with me he was able to move over to Liz, climb on top and slip right in.
My face and lips were wet from saliva and a tiny bit of vomit that had come up when Paolo had raped my mouth. I gasped and sat there, watching him pound into my wife. I had a perfect angle to see his cock, well lubed by my saliva, slip inside her and move in and out.
He didn't take long, which disappointed Liz I think. He pulled out and spurt his cum all over her ass.
In order to make up for the quick fuck, Liz ordered me to clean her up.
"Lick the cum off, Ethan. Clean me up. Eat all of Paolo's sperm, babe."
And I did.
She unlocked my ass plug an hour after Paolo left. I actually tried to get out of it rather than wait; it was a mistake. That thing hurt me. I honestly don't think I could get out of it without really damaging myself.
Liz says she will let me out of my cage tomorrow as a reward for doing a good job sucking her latest lover. Is it worth it?
