A Christmas Cucold

I stood still, mesmerised by my wife's beauty as she reached to put the star on the Christmas tree. Her pale, slim body was decorated with tattoos of a gothic design, complemented by multiple piercings. I couldn't believe my luck when I met her twelve years ago. At the time, I had thought she was completely out of my league, but in a fleeting moment of liquid courage, I approached her, and the rest was history.

It was clear that I had always had submissive urges and with Violet, I was able to explore my fantasy in a healthy environment, and by the time I asked her to marry me, I was already encased in a chastity cage and she wore the key proudly on her necklace. For me, this lifestyle wasn't just playing, I was devoted to Violet entirely and I wanted to make the big gesture by offering her the chance to make my chastity permanent.

Violet was reluctant to take the jump, it was a big decision and one not to be taken lightly. I'd already accepted that her pleasure and comfort came before mine in all aspects of life and having my cock locked away forever was my testament to that.

A couple of weeks ago, Violet decided to accept my offer, but on one condition: that she could cuckold me. I was taken aback by what she suggested, but thinking about it, it shouldn't have come as a surprise. If I wanted to lock away my cock for good, I couldn't expect Violet would be okay with just oral and toys; as some people said, you just couldn't beat the real thing.

Since Violet made her suggestion, the thought of being cuckolded was constantly on my mind. I couldn't fathom the idea of someone else being intimate with my wife and worried that the change in our dynamic would ruin what we had together. The more I thought about it though, the more I realised how happy and sated Violet would be if I agreed to become her cuckold. So, not entirely committed to the decision, I decided that as a Christmas gift, I would agree for one night that she could cuckold me, but if I didn't like it, it would only be a one-off occurrence. Violet was okay with that, thanking me for the gift and we began to plan the occasion.

Through a lot of back and forth, Violet suggested that we host a Christmas party with some of our kinkier friends that we knew from local events and some others who were vetted on Fetlife. As an exhibitionist, I appreciated an audience, and the friends Violet wanted to invite had seen me in far worse situations at events. Compared to a much more intimate affair with just one partner, I preferred the idea of a party with multiple play partners. If Violet devoted all her attention to one person while cuckolding me I think I would struggle with jealousy, at least with multiple partners it would seem a little less personal.

That brings us to this morning as we worked on getting the decorations displayed around the house ready for the party later this evening. We'd already spent the first part of the morning bringing up furniture from our play dungeon in the basement and it was bizarre to see the spanking bench decorated with tinsel and the cage wrapped in Christmas lights. Violet was naked as she often was when we were home alone, she was more comfortable that way and she enjoyed teasing me while I was locked, already this morning she had brushed against my caged cock a few times as she went past. You would think by now that I would get used to the constant teasing, but my neglected cock rose to attention instantly feeling the confinement of the steel cage. I felt the raw frustration vividly every time, the instant desire to grab hold of my cock and stroke it and find I was unable to. It was that frustration that drew me to a life in chastity, I loved that feeling of not being in control.

With the decorations and furniture in place, I made a quick snack and a hot chocolate for the two of us before we exchanged a gift or two with each other; it was early but exchanging kinky gifts on the day we put the decorations up had become a tradition in our household, and it wasn't like we could do it on Christmas day when family was present. I knelt beside where she sat eagerly awaiting her reaction to the presents as she unwrapped them. The first gift she unwrapped was a sexy lingerie set, though if I was being honest, the gift was just as much for me to see her wearing it. I bought her a new 'Bad Dragon' dildo, a new jewelled butt plug, and a crafted wooden panel with 'naughty' and 'nice' etched on either side. The nice side was padded with a softer material while the naughty side had blunt metal spikes attached to the surface.

Violet thanked me for the gifts and handed me a bag full of presents wrapped for me. The first gift I opened was a Santa dress, only the skirt size was minimal, the middle of the outfit was in the design of a corset, and it only went up half the way leaving my nipples exposed. The outfit was made of red velvet with a white frilly rim, and Violet wanted me to wear it this evening for the party; she had provided a lengthy, wavy-blonde wig, a pair of sparkling red high-heeled shoes, and even a steel butt plug with a ruby red gem on the base to compliment the outfit. Violet got a kick out of dressing me up extravagantly for certain occasions and I knew she'd go all out with the make-up on me to wow our guests.

The next couple of gifts were wrapped together and I tore the festive wrapping to reveal a couple of new clover nipple clamps with Christmas bells hanging from them. At Violet's request, I tried one on and was struck by the weight of the bells attached to the clamp, oh these were going to be good. The last present had been wrapped with extra care, and I undid the ribbon to reveal a new chastity cage. The device was made of a strengthened polyamide material and coated in a pink finish; Violet's favourite colour. I'd spoken to Violet previously about what it would feel like to wear a smaller cage and if it would have any effect on my penis over time and she had clearly listened as this cage was significantly smaller. Along with the cage, there was a tube labelled 'Epoxy' and another labelled 'Hardener'.

"This is your first step towards permanent chastity, sweety. Tonight, after I've cuckolded you with god knows how many people, I will put on a bit of a performance as I feel the lock of your cage with that epoxy and the hardener, place the key inside and wait for the mixture to set before I snap the top of the key off. From then on, there will be no way for you to remove the cage without damaging it entirely, and after a good amount of time with this working for us, I will look into ways to make it fully permanent, I've heard of someone having a custom steel device made which integrates with a piercing on your cock to make it near impossible to remove without damage to yourself."

"Thank you, Goddess. This is amazing."

I reached up to kiss her lips and looked over the pink device closely; I seriously couldn't wait to wear it, especially when Violet snapped the key later.

With the hot chocolates finished, Violet led me upstairs to begin the long process of getting ready for the party tonight. We started in the bathroom and I stood there allowing Violet to shave my body entirely smooth. Normally it would be my job to do, but on occasions, Violet liked to ensure the job was done to her standards and I liked the intimacy of the moment. My cage was removed and my cock sprung to attention as it so often did on the rare instance I was let out. Every touch felt electric sending shivers of anticipation through my body but I knew not to hope for too much; I was routinely milked once a month with the next milking due today.

"Perfect, now for your turn."

Violet handed me her razor and I delicately started working on her legs. This must have been the thousandth time I'd done this for her and it never got old admiring her body from up close while ensuring she was smooth. Working on her vulva was always more challenging, trying not to be distracted by her intoxicating scent and giving in to the desire to delve my tongue deep inside her. Everything about Violet was my drug, I was addicted to her still, even after eight years of marriage. The distraction proved even more challenging to ignore this time around with my cock free from its prison, twitching for attention.

With both of our bodies smooth to the touch, we stepped into the shower together. The mirror steamed up as the water cascaded upon my body releasing any tension I felt and I got down on my knees facing Violet as I prepared her skincare routine. It felt like a privilege doing this for her while basking in her beauty. I'd never been one to be super-attentive about anything until I met Violet, she always got the best out of me. As soon as I had completed the skincare ritual on her, I did the same to my body as well, it was important to me that I always looked my best for her.

After we had showered I patted her body dry before doing the same to my body. Before I'd met her I'd roughly dry myself not caring how it affected my skin, but now I had higher standards for myself. I never used to care but my skin was so much smoother and hydrated nowadays that I wouldn't return to the old ways.

I joined Violet in the bedroom and helped her into her latex bodysuit. The outfit was low cut at the front with a zipped crotch area and didn't cover any of her arms or legs so that her tattoos were all visible. I found her presence much more intimidating when she wore latex and I could feel myself slipping into that submission as I zipped up the back of her outfit, breathing in her scent as I leaned into her neck.

"Time to make you pretty, sweety."

Violet cooed and I looked over my outfit for the party laid out on the bed. The first part, and usually my least favourite to put on were the fishnet tights and the suspenders, they were always so delicate and I still hadn't found the knack to roll these on smoothly without Violet's help. She didn't always have me dress up so it wasn't an everyday occurrence where I would have grown to become accustomed to it, she only had me dress up for certain occasions so dressing up kind of became my alter ego instead of who I was.

With the fishnets on, Violet unboxed the new chastity cage. Upon seeing the smaller design, my penis somewhat defiantly grew rock hard. With a bit of difficulty, Violet picked up the pink ring and manoeuvered my cock and balls through the small hole. After looking at the instructions, Violet picked up three straps and connected them to the ring at the bottom, the 'ten o'clock' position and the 'two o'clock' position. I was somewhat confused about what these were for but as Violet picked up the smaller cage part, I was instantly distracted as I felt her slowly pushing my cock closer to my body so that she could connect the cage part to the ring around my balls.

Instantly I felt the difference in how less spacious this cage was; my cock was crammed in there, spilling out of the few gaps in the design. Violet made a show of replacing the key on her necklace with the new one and then worked on connecting the three straps behind my body which brought the cage further into my body and held it up a little as if I was holding it up on display. This made my pink cage much more noticeable as if I was presenting it for all to see that this was who I was.

Violet helped me into the red Christmas dress and the hem barely covered the top of the new cage leaving it sticking out conspicuously underneath the frilly white hem. I prepared myself as Violet worked on the corset, tightening it around my waist. It wasn't the first time I'd worn a corset and I knew what to expect with the discomfort, however the results were worthwhile. I had a fairly skinny frame already with barely any muscle, the corset made my frame look even more feminine which was then complimented by the sparkling red high heels that made my legs appear longer and made me stick my butt out a little.

For the last part, I sat patiently as Violet applied the makeup. Before she excelled in her career with her own beauty company, Violet had spent years training as a beautician and the magic she could perform was awestriking. The colours she chose complimented my outfit: a glossy red for the lipstick with a subtle amount of glitter and the reddish blush on my cheeks. The smoky red eye and mascara finished the job and fully transformed my look. The final touch was the long blonde wig with wavy hair falling to below my shoulders. As always, I was virtually unrecognisable, and in my eyes, one hundred per cent fuckable. Every time she did this I felt more certain that I wanted to look this glamourous and sexy more often, but that was a conversation for another day.

I knelt before Violet as she attached a matching collar, wrist cuffs, and ankle cuffs Christmas set she had bought for me a couple of years ago that surprisingly matched the red in the dress.

"The first guests should arrive in an hour, and snacks should be set up and ready. Are you up for tonight, sweety?"

I knew the question was directed at the cuckolding, and I felt a lot better about it since we had talked it through and she had listened to my concerns. I looked deep into Violet's eyes, totally besotted by her. There was no one I trusted more in my life and I nodded at her as she attached the leash to my collar and led me downstairs.

Shortly after I laid out the food to pick at on the table, the bell rang signalling the arrival of the first guests. I opened the door knowing that whoever it was would be here for the party as they were the only ones in possession of the passcode created for the electronic gate specifically for this evening.

"Welcome." I greeted the first guests, a young couple called Adam and Lucy whom we had met at a recent event up north. They were both so bubbly and funny that they immediately made an impression on us enough for us to invite them tonight. Adam was dressed impeccably, not a hair out of place and his clothes stylish and fitting perfectly. As I took their coats, I found Lucy wearing a latex outfit that had holes for her breasts to stick out proudly on display. I showed them through to the main room where all the equipment had been set up, then on to the chill-out area with comfortable chairs and the food table, and finally showed them where one of the downstairs bathrooms was situated.

Over the next half-hour, I greeted plenty of familiar faces, some that I hadn't seen in years. They all complemented my outfit, though I told them that any compliments towards my appearance were better forwarded to Violet as she was the one responsible for making me look so sexy. In between all the people we knew, four men arrived, each on their own who we didn't know. These were the strangers who had been invited to tonight's party for Violet to cuckold me with. They were all tall, handsome, and muscular, putting my more feminine frame to shame. It wouldn't surprise me if they were all well-endowed and good at what they did as Violet had put a lot of time into picking the right people who would be a good fit and respectful to her wishes.

With all the guests here, my duties changed from greeting people to serving drinks. As I went around taking orders, I lost count of the number of times I had been groped or asked to stand and hold up my dress so that I could show them my new cage. I loved the attention when I was dressed like this, it really was like an alter-ego and she was a bit of a slut that loved being the centre of attention. While I went around taking drinks orders and being touched up, there was a running joke of the guests passing around a bit of mistletoe and holding it above suggestive places to kiss. It was all Violet's fault, when I handed her a drink she bent down and held the mistletoe over her feet. I suppressed a giggle as I knelt in front of her and kissed her feet in front of everyone. Laughter filled the room but it didn't bother me; I was comfortable with who I was and the dynamic I had with Violet and I knew the people we had invited were like us. That was confirmed when people started passing around the mistletoe trying to outdo the last in where they had me kiss.

It wasn't long before the other couples started playing with the equipment in the house; it wasn't the first party we'd hosted her, they were generally quite popular. Violet kept me close as we watched some of the other displays people put on. One of the first friends we made in the lifestyle was putting on a quick demonstration of his rope skills by suspending his partner to the frame we had set up. I'd been tied by him before, his rope skills were impressive, but above that he was so attentive to the person he was tying up, constantly checking in and ensuring they were doing okay and the rope wasn't compressing a nerve or cutting off blood supply.

Eventually, the time came for my first cuckold experience. Violet started flirting with the four men she had invited. I watched as they kissed her neck, slowly undressing her in front of me and my cock instantly reacted, pushing against the confinement of the smaller cage. There was a small part inside that began to feel possessive, this was my wife after all, but the moment I saw the exhilaration on Violet's face, everything changed. Our eyes met, and it was at that moment that I no longer felt inhibited. This was all about Violet's pleasure, and I should be doing my utmost to ensure she had a great time.

One of the men turned to me, his cock hard and inches from my face before he bent down and attached the bell clamps to my nipples. He gave them a little shake, laughing at the loud jingle before he turned his attention back to my wife, taking off the last of her clothes.

Everyone had gathered to watch the show unfolding as Violet beckoned me to prepare her. I crawled over to where she lay, ignoring the four men surrounding her with their dicks hard in their hands with a lustful hunger in their gaze. I couldn't help but laugh at the comparison of their thick and lengthy cocks compared to my pitiful member trapped inside the new smaller cage. I wasn't small but this cage really made it look pathetic compared to theirs.

Ignoring my surroundings, I put my face in between Violet's legs and looked up to meet her gaze as I gently started licking and sucking her clit. The familiarity of her scent gave me an odd sense of arousal and security as I delved my tongue deep inside her.

I was disrupted from my work as one of the men gently pulled me away, taking my place as he slowly pushed his dick inside my wife's all too willing hole. Another man gently pushed me closer so that I had a close-up view of the man pushing deep inside her. As I looked up over her body, I saw her take a cock in her mouth as she serviced the other with her hand. She was in the zone and I could see how much she was enjoying this, and seeing her pleasured like that was turning me on far more than I imagined it would.

"Stay close and stick your tongue out." The man who had been holding me instructed as he moved to take the place of the man occupying my wife's mouth. Ever the multi-tasker, Violet leaned her head back to give him easier access to her mouth as she took the other cock in her free hand. Despite my reluctance towards being cuckolded, the humiliation of being used as a tool for her pleasure while other men took pleasure from her was invigorating. I stuck my tongue close to her clit, ignoring the cock thrusting inside her as it brushed against my face.

Someone behind me pulled my arms behind my back and I felt the familiar sensation of rope as my wrists were bound followed by something scratchy being wrapped around. Curiosity briefly got the better of me as I looked away from Violet to notice the tinsel decorating my arms as it was wrapped up my arms. Someone else drew inspiration and I felt more weight being added to my nipple clamps in the form of Christmas baubles.