Ch 1: Buck and Belle
Introduction
Everyone has a special talent or gift--some kind of super power they have that can help them or others. My super power is being able to figure out people's secret desires. Those locked away fantasies and fetishes are itches people generally never scratch.
All I need is a bit of time, a few questions and small Tasks and I'll soon have a to do list for someone to work through.
Over the past few years I've built up a little group of people who all live within a few hours of each other. Just close enough together so I can get them to help each other scratch those itches.
To help me keep tabs on them, I have a sub named Jasmine who acts as a kind of secretary, getting daily updates from the harem and helping me keep track of the group.
These are some of their fun stories for your enjoyment.
Buck and Belle
If you met Belle on the street, you'd think she was a strait laced, confident but demure woman. She's a stunning brunette with shoulder length hair, modest sized breasts and a love for flowing dresses or nice skirts.
Her appearance oozes class--everything perfectly matched and bought with care. Gym four days a week and when she's not in dresses her tights show the results.
She married Buck young and picked badly. Buck wasn't a good match--brash, arrogant and trying too hard. To make up for his insecurities, he tries to do everything manly to compensate.
He's an ass at work and loves nothing more than a hard drinking session with his friends. He bought the too big, overdone car and everything he buys looks like a cry for attention.
I met Belle online. She was tired of Buck treating her badly at home and sex with him was a joke--too quick, too short and never looking after her needs.
After getting to know her over several weeks, I got her to test the waters. I had her buy a pair of handcuffs and suggested to Buck that she cuff him during sex.
He was very into it. She cuffed him to the headboard and blindfolded him and teased his tiny cock over and over. Each time almost making him cum before she stopped.
She loved seeing him reduced to a horny mess. The arrogant bully now begging her for release. She just smiled and teased his cock with her nails, making him squirm and pulse in desperation.
She finally told him she'd let him cum if he asked her nicely. She kept pushing him until she finally asked him "who's the boss now?" Without hesitation, he said "you are."
I talked her through the next steps. The plan was to simply move the goal posts over and over during the following weeks. Gently exploring his kinks until she knew exactly which buttons to press.
It took him a while to admit it, but being emasculated was his kink. It was easy to lead him down a path towards ever greater submission.
The first few weeks, she tied him up several times and teased him in that same way. She started playing with his ass, lubing him up and slipping in a fingertip...then a finger... By the fourth week, she was putting a butt plug in his ass during their play sessions.
She began calling him her little man whenever they were alone. Gradually, she began having him do things outside the bedroom. It became his job each week to ensure her car was spotless inside and out.
At eight weeks, she had him wearing a cock cage whenever he left the house--wearing the key on a chain around her neck and rolling dice three times a week to see if he'd be allowed to cum that day (when she rolled odds) or if she'd just tease him with her nails and lock him back up.
By week twelve, he was locked up 24x7 and released twice a week for supervised cleaning sessions. The dice continued but he only got to cum on a one.
Shortly after, she began making him shave himself smooth and wear women's silk panties whenever he left the house. She still let him hang out with the boys, but she owned him beneath his clothes.
The two of us often discussed how far we could push him...
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Chapter 2: From man to cuck
There were a few more levels of cuck submission and humiliation we could think of. The next level was to let him see he no longer had any control over his wife.
Belle began telling him that she'd met a Dom online who was helping to guide her on his Training as a cuck. She told him a bit more each time he was out of his cage, while her fingers massaged his cock, her nails scraping his balls.
She told him in great detail everything we'd done in bed and how I was able to satisfy her while Buck couldn't.
She also told him about the online journal she was keeping on him which included a few pics of him in his cage and panties. And how she now had hundreds of followers waiting to see what she would do next.
While he tried to act shocked, it was obvious the details just humiliated and excited him more. Sometimes she'd tell him some new detail or even a future plan or fantasy while he remained captive in his cage, his cock hard and squirming in frustration. It was all lovely agony for him.
On Saturday, she invited me over for dinner and his next humiliation.
I arrived to find Belle looking stunning. She wore a sexy black dress and heels. Her makeup and hair done to perfection.
The table was set elegantly for two with candles. It was open plan, so the kitchen and dining areas were in full view of each other. Dinner was cooking in the kitchen while Buck was tied to a chair in the corner of the dining room. Buck was wearing a woman's pink silky robe and a ball gag. His wrists and ankles tied firmly to the chair.
"Buck, this is the friend I was telling you about--Will."
"Hi, Bucky. Don't get up. Belle says she's told you everything about us. It seemed only right that we finally met."
He turned crimson red but didn't try to talk.
I walked over to him and his eyes went wide, uncertain what would happen next. I pulled open the robe and saw his tiny cock hard and trapped in the cage.
"Glad to see you're enjoying yourself, Bucky. Your wife is an amazing cook, as you know. So I'm really looking forward to this amazing meal. Afterwards, I'm going to fuck her on your bed while you watch. We're going to let you decide if you want to just watch or if you want to video it to enjoy later."
He grunted. Apparently she hadn't told him everything about tonight...
"You don't need to decide now. We'll ask you later when your mouth is free."
The food was amazing. Three exquisite courses and the perfect red. Belle and I chatted, completely ignoring Buck in the corner. His occasional grunts and groans the only hint of him in the room.
"Now, Bucky. We don't want to delay the real dessert any further. So, we're going to leave the cleaning up to you. I'll expect a spotless kitchen delivered without complaint or that poor excuse for a cock wont see freedom for a month. Nod if you agree?"
He looked mad as hell, but nodded slowly in defeat.
"That's a good boy. Now, Bucky...back to my earlier choice for you. Are you going to watch or film me fucking your wife? Belle, ungag him would you?"
"Of course, Sir."
"Well?"
"I'll film."
"Call me Sir, Bucky."
"I'll film, Sir."
