I am a cis-man and have been happily married to my mistress and owner, Mistress Pam, for 5 years. For as long as I can remember, I have been her sexually submissive partner. What initially began as light rope bondage and the occasional nipple clamps soon turned into butt plugs and strap ons. I have willingly given in to her desires and made myself available for her.
Till one day, when she told me that she wants to turn me into a cuckold. She said that riding on my slut cock did not satisfy her enough. She needed a cock from a strong and powerful man.
Even though my mind said no, my cock said yes. I could feel it grow inside my pants and Mistress saw it too. She did not wait for a verbal answer from me, she knew my response. This story is of one such cuckolding experience.
I have always had very sensitive nipples and Mistress had soon found out. She always begins playing with me by pinching my nipples and pulling at them. If I am ever unable to get my cock hard, all she has to do is pinch them or put clamps on them. I am soon rock hard for her. But then, my slave cock is of little use to her.
One day, while she was playing with my nipples while locking my cock in a chastity lock, she said "I want to pierce your nipples and have rings on them. I can hang weights from them and pull at them to punish you."
The very thought of having needles through my nipples gave me a hollow feeling of dread and inexplicable excitement. Dread from the pain yet the sheer excitement of looking like an absolute slut with pierced nipples. I have seen so many fellow man sluts with pierced nipples and have always envied how slutty they look.
"Yes Mistress, I will like to get my nipples pierced for you. Do you want to talk to someone who can do it?"
Mistress always appreciates my eagerness to serve and be a slave. She asked me to spread my chest open and clicked a photo of my nipples. She then went on to Instagram and pinged renowned body piercer, Jason. She introduced herself and sent my photo to ask if her slut boy's nipples can be pierced.
"Easily. When do you want to get it done?"
Prompt came the reply from Jason. Mistress was very impressed with his quick response and also from the many positive testimonials from his clients. He also said that he's going out of town next week so this weekend is the last time he's going to be in town for 2 months. Mistress did not wish to waste much time and booked a slot for Saturday afternoon.
"It's done. I can't wait for Saturday!"
She said with a grin. My legs had begun shaking with fear and anticipation by then. She wasted no time to flog me into submission and fuck my ass with her strap on. She does know how to keep a slut in its place.
On Saturday, we got ready to leave. I am not allowed to wear underwear anymore so Mistress puts into a cock cage when we go out. She also proudly wears the key to my manhood in a chain around her neck for everyone to see. Whenever anyone asks why she has a key around her neck, I am filled with shame yet my cock goes hard in my cage making me flinch. Mistress does say that she's unhappy with how I have little control over my manhood.
The cab comes and we leave. I am wearing a loose shirt as Jason has instructed. It would help once my nipples are pierced and sore. Mistress, though, is unusually well dressed. She's wearing a black revealing dress with fishnet stockings on her long legs. She has her dark brown lipstick on which she loves and her finger nails are painted a bright green. I have my suspicions but I keep my mouth shut. She doesn't like it when I talk too much in public.
We travel for half an hour and I notice we are headed towards a residential area instead of somewhere a piercing parlour should ideally be located at. Mistress notices my confused look and smirks.
"What do you think is happening?"
"Are we going to his house?"
"Yes, he has agreed to a special request. He is going to accept his payment for the job in kind."
The meaning was pretty clear. My wife was going to pay a body piercer to pierce my nipples by having sex with him. As a cuck, I could not imagine a bigger form of humiliation and turn on.
We reached and Mistress walked up to his door, me trailing behind like a pup. I watched her curvaceous body strut ahead of me. I could not help but imagine how Jason will enjoy fucking her and how I can't remember the last time I was even allowed to touch her.
Mistress rang the doorbell and Jason opened up almost immediately. I knew from his photos that he was well built but he looked huge up close. He wears his hair in a dreadlock and his well built arms are covered in tattoos. I just knew that Mistress would love to be pounded by him.
He greeted Mistress with a smile and hugged her and ushered her in without so much as looking at me. I knew Mistress had asked him to not even acknowledge me. She asks all her bulls to do this and I know it's to remind me of my place in her life. I followed her inside with my eyes lowered to the floor.
"So, are we excited about this?"
"Yes! I can't wait for you to mark him for me. I have waited so long for some sort of a mark on him and could never figure out what we should do. Thank you so much for helping me out with this."
"No problem. Let's go over to my studio and choose the jewellery first. Then we can go ahead with the procedure."
I meekly started walking behind them to a room which Jason has turned into his workspace. It had a steel bed for the clients to lie down on and an elaborate setup of equipments. He brought us over to a table where he had laid down some jewellery.
"First things first, do you want me to pierce him horizontally or vertically?"
"I don't know. I mean, I want him to wear rings on his nipples so I can tie weights to them and pull them during play. So I guess I'd like it to be horizontal."
"Well, we can't put rings right away. The piercings need to heal and healing time can be anywhere between 2-6 months depending on how careful your boy is with them. We can do a jewellery upgrade once they are healed."
"Do you hear that slut boy? You need to be careful with those slutty nipples of yours. No playing with them for 6 months. And why are you still in your clothes?"
Mistress gave me a stare which I get when I know I have fucked up. I should have stripped and made myself ready the moment we walked in. Now she will punish me for this. I quickly got undressed and started neatly folding my clothes into a pile.
"Your boy is quite the slut", laughed Jason as he went about preparing his work station. "I'm gonna do it horizontally since you want to play with them later on. And I suggest we go ahead with these titanium horizontal bars as they heal fast."
"Whatever you say, you're the boss here" grinned Mistress as she started taking things out of her bag. She brought out her flogger, ropes and her strapon. My slut cock flinched inside the cock cage.
"Jason, before you go ahead. Let me help you by prepping your meat for you."
I was standing stark naked in front of them, hands behind my back. I got a rush of excitement at the humiliation of it. Me standing naked in front of my Mistress and her bull while they went about preparing on how to mark my body and have sex in front of me afterwards. This is cuckold paradise, I thought to myself.
"Go and lie on that stretcher, slut boy" barked Mistress.
