There she was lying on our bed, my beautiful girlfriend looking like a complete mess. Her hands were tied to the bed frame, and she had a black ball gag in her mouth. Her entire body was covered in sweat, and I could clearly see that Dylan had rubbed his sticky cum all over her face. She was wearing black stockings and a matching, lacy bodysuit that I had never seen before. She looked like a proper slut and my heart sank a bit as I realized that another man had put her in this position, not me. She was his toy, his free use slut. And I was just her cuck, caged and ready to serve her.
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I approached her, my eyes fixated on her ass. It was still burning red, and it was almost as if I could see the marks of his spanking. He had been rough with her, making her submit to him. And now his juices were slowly dripping out of her asshole. My dick started twitching in its cage and before I could think twice about it, I had already pushed my face in her ass, my eager tongue licking his cum out of her. It tasted salty, somewhat bitter. Through the ball gag, I could hear my girlfriend moaning as I was rimming her, cleaning her up, soothing her.
I was completely lost in the moment, my only thought being that she deserved to be treated like a queen. As I was leaning in, I could feel a big, wet puddle underneath her – she had squirted for him, probably more than once. The realization was humiliating: just how much better he was at fucking her than me. But I also knew that I could do other things to please her. She moaned heavily, leaning against my tongue. It was our special little moment, connecting us in ways that needed no words at all. As I was cleaning her asshole, making her cum with my tongue while my dick was straining against its cage, I felt more in love with her than I ever had.
Finally, I felt someone grab my hair, pulling me away from Sophia. I could hear Dylan’s voice as I was trying to catch my breath. ‘That’s enough.’
‘Yes, sir’ I answered, letting him take over again. He loosened her ball gag and the ropes and gave her a moment to adjust. Then he wrapped a blanket around her, and she cuddled herself against him. He motioned me to join them until we all found a place under the blanket. All three of us in one big cuddle pile, slowly dozing off on this lazy Saturday afternoon.
When we eventually woke up, it was time to clean things up. I changed the sheets, once again being forced to look at the giant, wet puddle my girlfriend had made. Both of them went to the living room again, making some tea for us and firing up the TV while I cleaned the rest of their mess.
It took a few hours until we were ready for dinner. Sophia decided to make some lasagna for us while I was busy playing some games on my PS5. Dylan was sitting next to me, watching me slaughter some monsters for a while, then he cleared his throat: ‘Look, Alex…“ he started. ‘I just wanted to make something clear if you don’t mind.’
I paused the game and looked at him sheepishly. ‘Sure, what’s up?’
‘I just want to establish some rules, that’s all’, he elaborated. ‘The lingerie you saw Sophia wear earlier… You were not meant to see that.’
My head started burning red with embarrassment and I decided to play dumb. ‘What do you mean?’
‘She bought that for me’, he said, and my head was burning even hotter. ‘I think she got off of the thought that she would deny you. That she would only wear it for me. And I kind of messed up a bit there.’
I was completely dumbfounded. This had been HER idea? I could hardly believe it, after how much she had told me off for wanting her to try some lingerie a while ago.
Dylan continued: ‘But I think that I have an idea. You’re still wearing that cage, right?’ I nodded, feeling absolutely humiliated. ‘So maybe we should just change the rules a bit now. How about you’re only allowed to see her wearing it if you’re properly caged. I mean, you should be getting more used to it anyways, right?’
‘Wh- what do you mean by th- that?’ I stuttered.
It was Sophia who answered the question. She had left the kitchen and stood only a few feet away from the couch now, but I hadn’t even heard her enter the room. ‘Dylan means that you are going to wear your cage a bit more often from now on.’ She smiled mischievously as if she was trying to tease me. ‘Don’t worry… you will still be allowed to fuck me. With a condom of course’ she snickered. ‘But since you want me to submit more to him, I think it’s only fair if you do the same for me, isn’t it?’
I was completely speechless. ‘B-but… b-but…’
‘We will talk about this later, babe’ she whispered, gently pressing a kiss on my forehead. Before I could reply, she had already left for the kitchen again. And I just sat there, letting my new reality sink in.
‘Well’, Dylan said and stood up, ‘I’m going to see if Sophia needs some help in the kitchen. You can play your game here for a little while without us, right?’ He patted my head and left too. Now it was just me and the soft music playing from our TV. I just sat there for a while, my head completely empty. Eventually, I just continued with my game.
It didn’t take long before I could hear the first noises from the kitchen. Soft moaning, followed by the sounds of bodies smashing against each other. At first, I tried to ignore it. But as my dick started pressing against the plastic cage with all its might, I could no longer sit still. As I approached the door to our kitchen, I slowed down, trying to take everything in.
A few hours ago, Dylan had fucked my girlfriend on our bed. Roughly dominating her, taking her as he pleased. What I saw now was much more gentle, but also in a way more primal. He had pushed her over our kitchen counter, her legs dangling down, not quite reaching the floor. She was pushing her hands against the wall, trying to keep her balance. Her pajama pants were only pulled down just enough for him to enter her.
He took her as he pleased, like a free use slut deserved it. Right on the spot he had found her in. And she was loving every second of it. She glanced back at some point, seeing me in the doorframe, my caged dick in my hand and unable to jerk it. She kept looking at me as if she was trying to demonstrate something. Then her body started shivering and she came on his fat cock, drunk on the high of the moment. Soon after, he shot his load inside her, filling her up for a third time today. She was lying there for a moment, catching her breath. Then she just pulled up her pajama pants and continued like nothing had happened.
After dinner was served and eaten, our kinky day quickly approached its end. Dylan said his goodbyes and made out with Sophia for a while before leaving. He hugged me tightly, my caged dick once again pressed against his leg, patted my head. And then he left.
With a metallic clicking sound, the lock to my chastity cage finally sprung open and soon after, I was free at last. Sophia glanced at my dick quickly growing to its full size, not nearly as impressive as the fat cock she had taken all day. ‘So cute’ she said smiling, rubbing it in her hand.
She reached for her nightstand, grabbing a condom wrapper. I felt humiliated as she unrolled the rubber on my dick. After seeing her get fucked raw by her bull for an entire day, knowing that he had taken that privilege from me. ‘You were a good cuck today’ she said almost like a mother would praise her son. She continued rubbing my dick. ‘I am so proud of you… the way you begged him to make me submit to him… I have to admit, that was pretty hot. How pathetic you looked there, on your knees. Asking a real man to make me his slave…’
I felt humiliated, but it also felt so, so good. Finally being out of the cage. ‘Please… Babe…’ I pleaded. ‘I want to fuck you… so bad…’
She laughed. ‘I can imagine’ she said softly, rubbing the condom a bit faster. ‘I think you really liked that… watching how he treats me. Seeing how he degrades me… Makes me wear sexy lingerie, only to destroy all my holes while I am wearing it… Did you like seeing him breed your sexy girlfriend?’
‘FFffucckk, Sophia… Please…’ I begged her, my dick throbbing in her hand.
‘You loved that, didn’t you? Another man is breeding me… Fucking me raw… What if he knocks me up? Just imagine…’
With that, I couldn’t hold it any longer. I busted into the condom, her hand milking every last drop of the tension that had built up over the course of the day.
‘Oops…’ she said, smirking devilishly. ‘Don’t worry, little accidents can always happen…’
My dick was still pulsating in her hand, shooting load after load into the condom. Defeated, I sank down on our bed. I ripped off the condom and cleaned the rest of my mess up with a tissue. Then I fell down, exhausted and tired, cuddling my head into her lap. She started gently stroking my hair, whispering: ‘I love you, babe’ and kissing my forehead, over and over again.
‘I love you too’, I answered before slowly drifting to sleep.