I met Laurie working at my previous job. What a sight to behold. She didn't have that typical buxom bimbo body I usually lusted after, no she had a perfectly tight runner's frame. Tight B cups, perfect legs, a small curved waistline, and an ass you could sink your teeth into. Regressing to a horny school boy, I joined the after work happy hour crew just for the chance to spend time with her. Our relationship, whilst firmly in the friendzone, was a flirtatious one. And always left me wanting more.
The breeze was crisp, dry, and warm against my face as I left work and made my way to the pub. The autumn weather felt charged, invigorating, making me feel optimistic. My colleagues also seemed in high spirits. The drinks flowed, conversation and laughter bubbled and brooked around me. One by one they made their exits, leaving their work lives to resume their home lives. True to tradition Laurie and I were the last two standing. Filled with hot cider and bourbons, we were both lit. It was starting to get late, being the perfect gentleman, I am, I walked her to the subway, the opposite direction to my bus. Leaning in to give her a goodbye hug and an opportunistic kiss on the cheek, she did the same. We misfired, our paths crossed, our lips met. Her soft full lips brushed against mine, our sweet sticky breath mingled. She pulled back sharply in hesitation, her breath catching in her throat. Her eyes latched onto mine. I raised my eyebrows in a "how about it?" kind of way. Her eyes widened, then softened, a small smile tugged at the corner of her pretty mouth. It was all the encouragement I needed, I leaned in. It was a good kiss; soft, fun, exploring, lingering. Breaking apart, we laughed tipsily, and said our goodbyes. I watched her lithe figure descend the subway steps until she was swallowed into the crowd.
Nothing came of that kiss. We said hi to each other here and there in the hallway. At the next happy hour gathering, she hit me with the boyfriend bomb. She had apparently been dating some guy named 'Ben' for a couple of weeks. Off the market, such a shame. We kept going to happy hour together. Our flirtatious relationship still going strong. After I got laid off as part of the company's merger my attendance at happy hour ended. It's not much fun going out with people who all have employment at the place which shafted you.
Two months on, I received an email from a fellow happy hour member who had also been let go and was organizing a "Fuck You" party to the new bosses in honor of her departure. It was scheduled to take place at the same bar from the night I like to remember as 'the night I kissed Laurie'. Sighting Laurie's name in the address bar I readily replied confirming my attendance.
When the night finally came, it was balmy and the bar was busy. I waited perched at the bar nursing a bourbon and coke, glancing surreptitiously at the entrance. I made cursory conversation with old work colleagues. All the while trying to convince myself, I wasn't here just to see Laurie, and I most certainly wasn't nervous. Twenty minutes later Laurie arrived with her usual radiant smile. To my delight she made a B line for me. She gushed about being so happy to see me, and gave me tight hug. Pulling me down into her embrace, I breathed in her scent, she smelt warm, and fresh like recently shampooed hair. The hug seemed to go on longer than what would be consider polite between platonic friends. Not that I was complaining.
Once again, the night seemed to have an energy about it. The drinks flowed freely, and later, to the despair of my liver, many shots were consumed. People were angry, and speaking openly, emphatically. The happy hour crew dwindled out as the night progressed, and as usual, it was just Laurie and I left. We were both pretty hammered. With lowered inhibitions we found ourselves hunkered at a table together in a dimly lit corner. Naturally the topic came down to sex. First thing was kinky places we've done it. Weirdest place for her was a drive in. For me it was a handjob in a movie theater or in my law school library. We talked about kinky stuff we would like to do. I mentioned I preferred a more dominant role in the bedroom, but had been known to switch and allowed partners to tie me up, and even admitted to been on the receiving end of digital sodomy. She giddily confided she had always wanted to do that to a guy, but never had the chance. She was incredibly sexy and things were going better than I could have ever hoped. We were so open and honest. We were connecting like we had never quite managed before. Fueled on by a belly full of booze I brought up her boyfriend.
"So... Ben... How are you two doing?" I heard the words tumble out of my mouth before I could stop myself.
Laurie's smile slipped.
"Oh... Well things have been better." She replied deflated
"Oh no, what's wrong?" I asked, hoping my voice didn't give away the shot of elation I felt at her words.
"Nothing. It's nothing." Laurie rushed, trying to take back her complaint "Never mind, forget I said anything!"
"Come on, we're buddies open up." I cajoled.
"He's a bit weird." she breathed almost inaudibly.
"Weird how?" I asked, riddled with curiosity.
"Like... weird with sex." She said, looking down. She started nervously tearing the cardboard coaster on the table into little pieces.
Well that peaked my interest.
"How so?" I asked, trying to inject a caring tone into my voice.
"So we've...well.. okay, just gonna say it. He's small. Like has a small penis."
I'm not sure what I was expecting, but not that. It took all my effort not to look at my crotch. I know for sure none of my ex-girlfriends would have similar complaints.
"Wait really?" I asked ensuring my words came out reflecting the gravity of her confession.
"Yeah, really. Well... I mean... like... I mean he tries but he knows that he isn't that big. So... we talked about it and that's when he said he developed a fetish because of it."
"Oh, and what is this fetish?" I asked intrigued.
"He likes to watch his woman with another man." She stated clearly and calmly.
I could not tell if she was winding me up. I am sure I had the most stupid expression on my face.
"Yeah?"
"So he likes... well he says he does... he says he really gets off on seeing his girlfriend with another guy. And well... he wants me to do just that." She laughed nervously "I know its's crazy right?!"
We laughed together, manically, encouraged by alcohol and the sugar there within. I laughed until I realized soberly that I was laughing alone. Laurie was smiling at me intently.
"So..." I said slowly. "Are you asking me to do this? I mean I am flattered but I've never performed for an audience."
"Uhm... I mean I think it would be fun. I mean you're cute and we're both adults who are obviously attracted to each other. And... well... what do you think?" She bit her lower lip. I desperately wanted to bite her delicious lower lip.
"I... well... I am really flattered." I started, her brow creased adorably. I couldn't deny this lovely creature, no matter how bizarre the request. I knew I would have her anyway which way she would allow me.
"Sure. Let's do it." I finished, sounding more confident than I felt.
"Really?" she asked in surprise, with a hint of relief in her voice.
"Yeah, so like, what does it entail?"
"I don't know to be honest, we've only discussed it a little bit."
"So... why don't you discuss it more with Ben and let me know what I have to do... To you."
"Ha... yeah, will do." She replied nervously.
Then we did something we had never done before, exchanged cell phone numbers.
***
The week dragged on with no word from Laurie. I tried not to get my hopes up, rationalizing that we were both drunk and may have let things get away from us. Then Saturday night, when I had given up hope my text message alert chimed. My heart skipped a beat, as it had all week as messages came through. The hot shot of adrenaline made my hands shake as I reached for my phone. This time it wasn't a false alarm.
"Hey, if you're still interested, we can meet Tuesday after work and chat more - L x"
It took all my will power to keep cool. I paced around my apartment full of nervous energy for a full 20 minutes before replying.
"Sure thing. Tuesday night. Our spot."
My phone beeped again, almost instantly.
"Great! See you around 8 ;)"
Sunday through Tuesday crept by infuriatingly. Work was almost unbearable. Clients seemed more tedious than normal, work colleagues inaner. Until finally, Tuesday evening arrived. I walked briskly from work to our bar arriving at 8.05pm, as if trying to prove I wasn't as keen as I was. Squinting through the low light of the bar, I spotted Laurie waiting for me at our table in the corner at the back. I made my way over there and smiled indulgently at her as she proffered me a kindly considered glass of my favorite scotch. Wasting little time on chit chat or pleasantries, she got down to business. I could tell she was nervous, but excited. The mood was intoxicating.
"So.. oh gosh I am nervous. I don't know why. I mean I've already had 3 drinks since I got here early and didn't want to be late to keep you waiting and..." Laurie gushed hurriedly. I had never seen her in a state like this before, she was usually calm and collected. It was endearing.
"Hey, it's me. It will be okay. Calm down." I said gently placing my still hand over her jittery one. The skin of her hand was smooth and warm under my touch.
In the history of telling someone to calm down, this might have been the first time it actually worked. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. Free from her gaze, I watched her cotton clad little breasts rise and fall with her breath. I imagined what her pink little nipples would look like, sitting front and center on her pert breasts, begging to be tweaked and sucked. I wondered if they would be sensitive, sending her into conniptions at the slightest touch?
Opening her eyes, she continued in a calmer manner.
"So... Ben is serious. He really wants this, but its more than just watching." She started, her eyes never leaving my face, "He wants to be a participant."
This took me aback. A whole host of thoughts raced through my mind. Did she mean that I was supposed to fool around with them both? Was she asking me for a threesome? What would I do if he wants to do something with me directly? Would I do anything back? How far was I comfortable taking this? I have never considered being with a guy before. I don't want to 'yuck' someone's 'yum', but I wasn't sure I could be into in my mind the aptly termed 'devil's threesome'.
"I thought he just wanted to watch?" I seek to clarify.
"He does." She responds calmly.
"Does he want me to... er... do... um... stuff with him? To him?" I stutter, suddenly sounding not as confident as the guy who strode up to the table earlier this evening. "I am confused."
"Oh no, no, no!" She laughed. "What I meant to say was that he means participate like, be there watching and to talk during it and... well... be... oh gosh this different" Laurie stopped, she was blushing down to the roots of her hair. I squeeze her hand in reassurance. "... humiliated."
The last word came out as a whisper. I felt rooted to my chair in shock. I knew vaguely some people were into that kind of thing, but my experience and knowledge of such was limited.
"Humiliated?" I repeat dumbly.
"He actually specifically said... the humiliation would be up to you." Laurie rushed her explanation, obviously keen to lay all the cards out on the table. "I guess part of the excitement for him... to see what you can come up with. It should be challenging exciting for you and me too, being told what do..."
"Interesting." I reply slowly. I know I should find this disconcerting, but the thought of being balls deeps in this stunning woman, whilst lording it over her inadequately equipped boyfriend, who after all had beaten me out for the position of boyfriend, was not unappealing.
"Yeah... its weird." Laurie admitted, squirming uncomfortably in her seat. "Look if you have cold feet, I get it..."
"And you're cool with this?" I asked interrupting her "Like, you want to do this?"
"Yeah, I think I do." She answered, fidgeting nervously with the ends of her hair. "I mean I don't know." she admits.
"Well, if you're not sure about any part of this, then let's not."
"No, I want to!" She clarified quickly, "I am just nervous is all. I don't want you to think I am this big freak. I actually think it's kind of exciting. I've never... ah um... performed... for an audience before. I've never done anything like this. What do you think?"
I sat back, and collected my thoughts, not wanting to come across as too eager. She had looked coyly at me through her dark lashes when she had admitted she found it 'kind of exciting'. It had set my blood ablaze with lust.
"So... like most guys I've watched a lot of porn over the years." I started, "I've even watched a couple of those movies that are on point to this."
"And?" She asked heavily.
"And I could think of some stuff to do." I finished, "Is there anything that you want to do?"
"Well you know... the stuff we talked about here the other night... and some submissive stuff."
"Now you must tell all!" I exclaimed enthusiastically.
"Ha... ok ok." She started, smiling easier now. "As I said before I wanted to tie a guy up. And I do. But what I really want to do is be a sub. Like be ordered what to do."
"So... like anything?" Smiling at the thought of having her at the whim of my fancy.
"Yeah I think so. I think if I committed, I would just do whatever I am told... no matter how dirty it is." She told me, her eyes never leaving mine.
"How dirty?" I asked laughing.
"Very dirty." She giggled, before looked down and adding quietly, "Sir."
I sat quietly taking in what she said. Taking in her suddenly subservient demeanor. I replayed her quiet 'sir' in my mind. I could hear my heart beating loudly in my ears, drowning out the hustle and bustle of the pub. I felt the fabric of my pants pull taught.
"So, are we really going to do this?" I asked.
With a determined look on her face, her mind made up, she stated clearly:
"Yes sir."
My heart thudded as she said it. It felt like all my blood rushed to my crotch.
"Saturday." I state, more as a command than a suggestion.
Her face lit up in elation.
"Saturday." She confirmed.
"I'll text you with instructions for both of you tomorrow." I advise, taking full control.
"Instructions?" She questioned.
"Do not question me." I assert my dominance.
"Yes sir." She replied dutifully.
***
Arriving home, I immediately switch on my computer. I fix myself another drink as I wait for it to boot up. A cursory internet searching supplied me with a few ideas. There was certainly no shortage of depraved cuckold bondage submissive domination porn to sift through.
By the next morning, I had formulated a plan I was happy with. It was going to take a couple of days of setup. With new events each day. Upon waking, I texted Laurie:
"You both have work to do... step one is for you to take your bitch shopping. Take him to a sex shop. I want you to pick out a chastity device for him. Pick one you like. Allow him to pick out a butt plug and prostate massager. "
"You're serious?!?!?!? LOL" Laurie replied.
I frowned at my phone. She needed to start taking this seriously. As her master I needed to put her in her place.
"Are you questioning my authority? Naughty girl. This is not a joke. I am deadly serious. "
"Yes sir, sorry sir. "
The response bleeped on my phone almost instantaneously.
"Ben is to have his picture taken with the clerk holding up his purchases. I expect a pic later today. More instructions to follow. "
"Yes sir"
I smile at her quick obedience. I couldn't wait to see her naked, begging for it, eating out of the palm of my hand... and why should I have to?
"I want something from you too..."
"Anything for my sir" she sends back.
"Send me a selfie. Make it a good one. "
"Sure. Hold on a little bit. Need to have time to nab some."
A short while later a message comes through. She's in a bathroom and she's topless in front of a mirror. Hot damn she looks good I thought to myself. As I suspected, there wasn't an ounce of body fat on her. Her runners body was tight. She even had abs. Her nipples were perfect little discs and wonderful caramel color on her tanned skin.
"Sweet Christmas" I reply.
"Glad you liked it sir!"
"Send me more later." I command, a smile playing at my lips as I hit send.
That evening, I got a further pic from Laurie. There was a man I had to assume was Ben, smiling with a young blonde woman who had a knowing smirk on her face. He was holding up a metal and plastic cage, along with a bright pink plug and a bright curvy hot pink wand of some sort.
"Well done, both of you. Now make a video of him putting on the cage, then putting the key on a chain around your neck. Make sure he knows his place. Have him acknowledge that he's officially your property. I am waiting."
About a half hour later my phone alerted me to a new message.
"Sorry for the delay sir! He was really nervous, and it took us a bit to figure out uploading but here you go."
And there it was. The video was 4 minutes long.
A nervous man sat on the edge of the bed with his head bowed. Laurie's hand entered the shot furnishing the chastity cage. Ben took it reluctantly. Laurie off camera snapped at him to stand up and show the camera his pathetic manhood. Ben did as he was bid. Laurie was right, his cock was insignificant. I felt my not insignificant length stir with arousal as the scene played out as I had instructed. Laurie's cruel words, Ben's meek compliance.
"You know why you're doing this?" Laurie taunted him.
"Yes" he mumbled, looking downtrodden.
"Louder bitch!"
"Yes mam!"
"Why?"
"Because you need a real man and I'm not him!"
"That's right. Don't forget that as of now, you're my property. My pathetic little piece of property."
"Yes Mam!"
A smile spread across my face watching Laurie take charge. She was fantastic. She would be mine, as Ben was hers.
"Now... here are some rules. You don't get to cum until I say. Or your new master says. Oh that's right, my new man is your master. He's the one who suggested I put you in this cage. He's the one who made sure we filmed this for the whole world to see. He's the one... he's the one whose gonna fuck me while you watch."
"Yes Mam!"
"Now put that cage on and lock it up."
He did so dutifully, unable to make eye contact with Laurie or the camera out of shame.
"Now put the key around my neck."
The camera angle was a bit awkward as she moved her arm up to get a shot of him putting the key around her neck.
"Good cuck." Laurie affirmed before the video ends.
I couldn't believe my luck. They were both getting into it. He really did get off on this submission cuckold thing, and she was thoroughly embracing being the dominant one.
"Good work." I sent her.
"Thanks! We're both really excited!" she texted back.
"Good, because you're not done yet. I want another video. Tonight. I want a video of him going down on you."
"I like where you're going... :)"
"I don't care what you like, this is for me, not for you. Make sure that plug is in during the video. It stays in him from now on. Except when he shits and showers."
"You're evil!"
"You both have no idea how evil I can be." I replied.
"Will send a video later! Thank you sir! This will be fun."
I couldn't believe it. This was all working out perfectly. Everything. I was beyond excited. I rubbed wistfully at my crotch. I was hard as a rock. Waiting for the video would be hard. I did my best to occupy myself. Turning on the TV and watching baseball did the trick. My inbox pinged two hours later. A link to a dropbox. Raging with excitement, I downloaded and clicked play.
Ben was standing there naked, his cage front and center in the screen.
"You know why you're in the cage?" I hear Laurie asking from off camera.
"Yes, because this cock isn't good enough."
"That's right cuck. Now turn around show everyone what your Master was kind enough to do for you. To allow you to have even the littlest bit of fun." Ben turns around, and bends over touching his toe, showing off the pink plug nestled neatly betwixt his cheeks.
"Cuck... before you please your Mistress, I have a special request for you. Put on a show for us."
"Yes mistress, what shall I do?"
"Remove that plug and stick it right in your mouth. It stays there until I say so."
Wow... Laurie was into it also. She was coming up with some great stuff!
"Yes mistress."
Ben proceeded to get on all fours on the bed. Reaching behind, he pulled the plug from his ass and released a deep guttural grunt. Without hesitation he popped it right in his mouth. The bright pink base making a mockery of a pair of lips.
"Now the show continues. Use this wand. I want to see it going in and out of you." He held out his right hand. Laurie let him hold it there as if pathetically begging for it, before passing him the wand.
Laurie brought the camera in close as he reached back and slowly put it against his hole. After a moments reluctance, he switched it on. A dull hum reverberated out from the computer speakers. Ben wailed pitifully as his small cock flooded with blood and met the boundaries of the cage.
"Good job cuck. Keep going. Put it in and take it out." Ben obeys with obvious reluctance, his actions slow and hesitant. "Faster cuck. Show me what that inner slut that I know you really are." Laurie's mocking encouragement has the desired effect and he really starts fucking his own ass in earnest.
"Now turn it all the way up to its highest setting. " With a pained expression Ben turned the wand vibrations up. An almost inhuman sound escaped him as he continues his self-directed assault on his ass.
"Good job cuck... good job. Stop. You've earned your reward."
Unable to help myself as the scene unfolds on my screen, I take my cock out. It's incredibly hard. Precum dribbles from the tip.
Laurie climbs into bed in front of him. At long last I get a brief shot of her pussy. It's shaved bare. It's there for a few short frames before Ben moves up between her legs. I feel a pang of disappointment as he proceeds to go down on her, just as I instructed, but still obstructing my view. Yet as Laurie starts to respond to the hot tongue and digits between her legs, cute little gasps and pants, I feel a fresh surge of lust. I start stroking myself. Laurie moans and makes some unintelligible encouragements. The video ends suddenly about 10 minutes into his going down on her. I've been managing to keep myself on edge, trying to not cum before I see her climax in some sort of mental pact of synergy. When the screen goes black I let myself go. My release spills out of me, giving me the most fulfilling orgasm I have had from masturbating in a long time.
After regaining my composure, I reach for my phone.
"I am proud of both of you. Great work. The video ended. Did he complete the full hour as I instructed?"
"Yes. He was a good boy." She sent back.
"You came?" I asked her.
"Big time. I couldn't help but thinking about you watching us. It was thrilling. Thank you sir."
"Good. Have him keep the plug in and the cage on and I will send you more homework tomorrow."
"So... now that you've seen mine, show me yours. I am dying to know what I am going to get." She texts.
"Patience." I caution.
"Just the tip?"
A smile spread across my face at her cheek. Whilst I did not approve of the insubordination at my newfound power, I reason with myself that she has been a very good girl. Her videos were a cut above what I was expecting. I was still rock hard and thoroughly turned on, despite shooting a giant load. I snap a shot of my rock hard cock. Nah.. let me get a better one. I take out a tape measure and snap a shot of my full 8" next to it. Pleased with my handiwork I send it through.
"THANK YOU SIR!" she writes back.
"Like what you see?"
"NEED."
I was overwhelmingly pleased with her response. It made me eager for more. And soon.
"Let's move the main show forward. Tomorrow night, your place."
"Yes please!"
"Wear something sexy for me. Have Ben go back to the same store. Tell him he needs to purchase two pairs of handcuffs and a pair of blindfolds."
***
I arrive at Laurie's house around 9. I am nervous and I check my breath is fresh by blowing into my hands and smelling it before rapping my knuckles against the hard wood door. I hear light footsteps approach behind the door. The door swings open to Laurie beaming. I frown a little as she is wearing an obviously well-loved terrycloth bathrobe.
Determined to be the dominant partner that she wants, I push past her into her house. It is scrubbed clean, and smells of antiseptic. I wonder if this was for me.
Ben steps out of the kitchen holding a glass of scotch for me. He is naked save for his cage. I raise an eyebrow and he turns around showing me the plug he's wearing.
"Acceptable." I tell him.
I nearly burst out laughing, but I can contain myself. It's all just almost too much for me. I mean what do I know about all of this? I am just making it up as I go along. He walks over and subserviently falls to one knee, offering the glass of scotch.
"Thank you." I say, taking the scotch. My voice sounds surprisingly authoritative. "I want you to take that chair upstairs to the bedroom. Place it in the corner facing the bed. Sit and wait for me."
"Yes Master." He dutifully picks up the chair and heads upstairs.
I sit on the couch and eye Laurie expectantly.
She slowly takes off her bathrobe showing me her taut body. She's wearing a black lace bra and matching panties. My mouth goes dry at the sight of her. I take a big swig of my scotch for good measure.
"Do you like what you see sir?" she asks demurely.
"I am very lucky." I state dumbly, letting my domineering façade falter in the raw face of the moment.
"I think we both are." Laurie replies smoothly, eyes appropriately down cast as she asks "I believe you have a gift for me...?"
She lowers herself gracefully to her hands and knees and crawls towards me. When she reaches me she reaches forward, sliding off my shoes and socks, setting them neatly aside. As she unbuttons my shirt, I can feel the heat of her deft hands through the thin cotton. I feel the soft fabric being slipped off my shoulders, and the cooler air of the room meeting my bare skin. She runs her hot moist tongue over my chest, sucking on my nipples. Jolts of pleasant electricity surge through my body. Breaking away from my chest, she looks me directly in the eye. Reaching between my legs, her hands run along the length of my cock through my jeans. I feel elated at her touch. After months on end fantasizing about her, this is actually happening. It's almost too much.
"I'm glad you are happy to be here sir."
Her voice is husky with lust. I feel the tugging and slight chaffing of my jeans against my skin as she eagerly undoes my belt, button and zipper. My jeans as pulled off effortlessly and Laurie is staring at me in my boxer briefs. Her pupils are dilated and dark with desire. As if testing if she is allowed to touch she runs her hand along my cock through my briefs. I am completely hard and my cock throbs from the attention. She teases me, clearly enjoying herself before slipping her hand under the waistband, removing my briefs, leaving me naked.
Staring at my cock she says "Yum" before giving it a lick.
It takes all my effort to ask her to stop.
"I think Ben needs to see this."
"Yes sir."
She rises from the floor and offers me her gentle hand, leading upstairs to her bedroom. Ben is obediently waiting in the chair. He has thoughtfully laid out the handcuffs, blindfold and the prostate wand on the bed ready for use. Seeing that I am naked, his eyes are drawn to my crotch. His eyes light up a little when he sees my size. He says nothing, however, staring at me passively. It is a little unnerving, but also strangely exhilarating.
Without acknowledging Ben I throw Laurie on the bed. I climb on top of her and begin kissing her neck and slowly trail down to her breasts. I remove her bra and lower my head to suck on each nipple in turn. Starting firmly, suckling, licking, scraping gently with my teeth, softly biting. Her nipples are hard from my attention. Beneath me Laurie writhes, breathing heavily. I am pleased with her moans of need.
I trail light kisses down her supple stomach to her already spread legs. I put my head between her legs and breathe her must in deeply. Her scent is reach with womanly need. It makes my head spin with dizzy desire. I nip her inner thigh between my teeth. Her breath catches in her throat. I run my hands up her trim thighs, she is trembling under my hands, moaning in anticipation. I feel her weaving her fingers through my hair, unconsciously trying to guide my head between her legs.
"On all fours." I command. She diligently obeys. I climb off the bed and I hear a whimper of disappointment from Laurie.
"Cuck, stand up and lick her ass until she comes from just your tongue on her asshole. No other touching at all."
"Yes master."
"Begin." I take out my phone and start filming. Ben gets up from his chair, hastily approaching the bed. He clambers on, turns back for a moment and asks:
"May I use my hands to spread her cheeks master?"
"A considerate cuck. Thinking about how best to please your Mistress. Yes, you may. In fact, I will reward you. I promise you will cum tonight."
With excitement and abandon he starts licking in earnest. Laurie is head down on the pillow moaning. I don't stop filming the entire time. At the 10 minute mark, I pause filming and walk over to Laurie. I clasp her under the chin and force her head up so she is looking me in the eyes.
"Have you cum yet?" I ask softly.
"Oh god yes, but don't make him stop."
"Of course not. You heard your mistress, don't even think about slowing down cuck." Ben redoubles his efforts and we are rewarded by another deep moan from Laurie.
"Don't stop" I command before leaving the room.
I walk downstairs and pour myself a second glass of scotch. It's a brand new bottle, only opened tonight. Laurie must have bought it just for me, knowing it's my favorite. I take my time, savoring drinking it. After about 15 or 20 more minutes I head back upstairs.
Ben is now lying on his back on the bed. Laurie's ass is planted on his face and she is facing his chest. His tongue obediently lapping at her behind. Sighting me, she gives me a playful wink before leaning forward and clasping onto the cage. She bounces up and down pulling it sharply and painfully as she writhes.
"Playtime for the two of you is over. Ben, on the chair. Laurie, handcuff each arm to the armrest. Then remove his cage." They obediently follow my orders. "Ben... you will follow my instructions no matter what?"
"Yes Master."
"Very well, Laurie... it's your turn. You are going to lick my ass in front of Ben. You don't get my cock yet. Not till you've earned it."
I stand right in front of Ben, not more than a couple of inches in front of him. With wide eyes she nods her head in agreement and gets behind me.
"Ben, you are to look at nothing but my cock."
"Yes Master."
I feel her tongue gently probe my cheeks. She spreads them giving her better access. She starts licking hesitantly, then pokes at my asshole with her tongue, then licks some more. Before long Laurie is licking with abandon. She's depraved at this point. I am so turned on, I don't know how much more I can take. I begin to stroke myself. As I feel my release getting closer I aim my cock downwards directly at Ben's tiny but hard penis. With a great groan I cum and blast four streams of jizz all over his cock. Ben looks up aghast at what just happened. His tiny cock is covered in my cum.
"Can I lick it off?" Laurie asks.
"No." I answer. "Turn on your camera."
She does as she is bid.
"No you cannot lick my cum off his cock. It has another purpose. Cuck you remember I told you that you would get to cum tonight?"
"Yes Master." He says hesitantly.
"Well now is your chance. We're going to untie one hand. Then, using nothing but my cum as lube, you're going to jerk off for the camera."
"What?" He looks at me, then Laurie and then his pathetic cock. Clearly he is mortified at the command.
"We'll wait."
I take Laurie's arm and we sit on the bed facing him. I put my arm around her, as we sit on the edge of the bed waiting.
"Come on cuck. This is your chance, maybe your last chance for a long time to cum. The sooner we'll let you out of your chastity cage next time. The longer it takes, the longer you'll suffer. Oh and we're not gonna put on a show for you unless you start now. I mean look at how wet she is. She's like a bitch in heat just waiting for me to plow her. "
"But..."
"No buts." Laurie says interrupting him. "Say no and this ends completely. Start jerking and we all get to keep playing."
He looks down at his pathetic jizz covered cock. His hand reaches between his legs. Hesitantly he begins to rub the cum in.
"Good start, now keep going cuck." Laurie tells him.
He starts stroking himself. He manages to last for only 30 pitiful seconds before he groans and spurts his load all over the floor.
"Good cuck."
I recuff his arm.
"Now, because you hesitated. Because you questioned me, you're going to be punished. You won't get to see anything else tonight." I tell him as I take the blindfold and slip it over his eyes.
