When I got married to my wife at age 23, I thought everything would be a fantastic, smooth road for the rest of my life as I had a great career, was youthful, and had a woman who would always love me. Like most plans we make for us, that didn't ring true. After only 4 years, I was stuck in a sexless marriage with Lindsey. We never had sex anymore. She was always frustrated and angry with me about the most random topics and we generally viewed each other in hostility and cynicism. We were stuck in a struggle until I learned about what she was doing behind my back.
It was a Tuesday last year in March. It was only a few days before my 30th birthday. I got home after work to find another car I didn't recognize parked next to my wife's Mustang with my Challenger behind her's. What did I walk in the door to but my wife cheating on me with a 42 year old gym trainer she met in her workouts that I paid for her to do.
Unlike what most people do, I took a different approach to the issue. I befriended the man who slept with my wife. His name was Scott and is actually a good man who just got out of a divorce. Because my wife has a deeply religious family heritage and if I told her family about her cheating on me, she would never be forgiven and her simple existence would be frowned upon. In exchange for covering up her scandalous activities, I would be allowed to sleep with whoever I wished to. In her punishment, she would never see my dick again and I ordered a specialized chastity system that caged her pussy from any outside access. She agreed that after a year orgasmless locked in chastity with good behavior, I would give her a few orgasms on a weekly basis. She would never be allowed to sleep with another man and this would be her only release. How would I do it but in the most humiliating way.
With Scott becoming my good friend sense he did not know my wife was married and had worked previously in the STEM field with me being experienced in electricity, we put our minds together to create something ingenious for Lindsey's temporary satisfaction. With the help of some machinery tools, we built together a stainless steel and leather bondage table with several leather straps to make her completely immobile. In between her legs was a board and prop rod for something special. After building the rig, we put together an advanced sex toy. It consisted of a small stainless steel cylinder with vacuum tubes running to a vacuum pump, a pierced rubber diaphragm, and several electrode rings controlled by a timing box built perfectly to handle a human female clitoris. We needed a simple name that stuck. We went with the "clit sucker". It would force her to orgasm even if she did not want to. This would be her only weekly release for the rest of time.
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It's the same day as it was one year ago when I walked in on Lindsey cheating on me and I gave her the punishments she deserved. It's been a rough year. From pleading for sex, to demanding sex, to trying to break her chastity belt off, to crying, to screaming, to wanting divorce, then deciding against it is what I've had to put up with concerning her but she did not severely bend the rules I placed on her so today will be her first orgasm in a year. I've had that key under lock and pad for a long time. I held the key to the safe that held the key to her belt. The worst temptation.
As I walk in the door, today, Scott follows in with me to celebrate the occasion instead of me being surprised by him. I find Lindsey sitting on the couch as she watches one of her TV shows. Scott shuts the door behind me as we kick our shoes off.
Lindsey shuts the TV off and looks at me. "Is it today?" She asks in her light voice.
"Yes." I confirm.
"What's Scott doing here?" She questions.
"He'll be here to witness the occasion." I explain.
"No, he won't be." She stammers.
"Hey, we can wait another week but he'll be here to witness the first time nevertheless. He is the man you had sex with anyways." I add.
I see the long built up lust and sexual frustration in her eyes. "Fine but only this one time."
"To the room now." I snap my fingers.
Lindsey immediately runs off down the hallway.
Me and Scott trudge over into the spare room we positioned the bondage table and clit sucker in. Next to the bondage rig is a shelf with the vacuum pump, the adjuster, and the timing box for the electrodes inside the clit sucker. I position a chair next to the bondage rig for Scott to sit down in. I shut the door behind Scott and it's me, Lindsey, and Scott in the dark room.
"Undress." I demand to Lindsey.
She immediately does so getting her jeans, tank top, and panties off and is naked in front of the both of us with her steel belt in between her legs.
"Up on the table." I order.
She rolls her eyes but she gets up on the table. I begin fastening her left arm while Scott helps me with the other arm. We work our way down over her torso and her legs to where she's completely immobile with her arms and legs spread out fastened in the leather straps.
"Do you have the key, Greg?" Lindsey asks.
"Yep." I pull the keychain out of my jean pocket.
I walk over to the small safe, insert the key, and turn it over. The lock pops off and the safe door opens revealing the smaller key on the floor.
I take the key in my hands walking over to Lindsey and insert it in her little padlock protecting the belt I snap it open and it comes apart in two pieces and I pull it out from under her and set the belt on the shelf. I'm greeted to the sight of her cherry red pussy with her big lips.
"I won't touch a cheater's twat. Scott, how does she feel?" I ask.
Scott rubs a few fingers inside her. "Wet as a pool, Greg." He states.
"Great." I take the clit sucker in my hand.
I set it up on the prop rod then adjust it to the same angle of her clitoral hood. I push on her lips to find her exposed clit where I mount the device onto it.
"Greg, if you hurt me, I'm moving out tonight." Lindsey threatens me.
"It'll only hurt if you break the rules." I explain.
I begin setting up the electric wires and the vacuum feed tubes up to the clit sucker and its devices.
