John had never been so excited to see Christmas in all his life. Not even as a child.
He had not experienced an orgasm in six months. To be fair, the orgasms he had enjoyed in July were the most mind blowing he ever had. But he had paid for them many times over in the months since.
The large, clear synthetic penis extension / chastity device Sophie had locked on him...quite consensually...had not come off once in that time. She had mailed the keys to her cousin Elise for safe keeping. Fortunately it's designers had built in a cleaning nozzle, and Sophie was very religious about caring for him.
He had spent many hours servicing his fiance' and her friend Camilla with his mouth. They now agreed whole-heartedly that he qualified as a cunnilingus master. They both had also made frequent use of his cock, or the extension over his cock. He was almost alway aroused anymore...his own decent penis impaled on the sound inside the tip of the extension.
He was almost apoplectic with sexual need, but he loved every minute of it. Which only made him that much more of a willing supplicant to Sophie and Camilla.
In August he had been introduced to bi-weekly prostate milkings on the advice of cousin Elise. The sensation of his semen being ejected without orgasm through his penis, then the very realistic fake penis he wore, never ceased to amaze him.
Now he sat on a couch in Sophie's Aunt's living room on the other side of the country from their home, surrounded by strangers. Except for talking to Elise's husband Dan by phone for advice about chastity and female led marriage, he was only just meeting his bride to be's family.
Which made what happened even more embarrassing. He knew the tiny box Elise had placed on the Christmas tree with Sophie's name on it contained the keys to his long suffering manhood.
With the entire family opening gifts, he watched intently as Sophie slowly plucked the box from a branch of the tree.
And the excitement of her having the keys back caused him to edge within his prison...hard.
"Oooohhhhhhhmmppphhh!"
People looked at him oddly. Cousin Elise saw the wet spot form on his shirt as precum seeped from "Big John's" head and could not help giggling.
FUCK.
Sitting next to John, also wearing a penis extension under his clothes, Elise's husband Dan was sympathetic. Dan and Elise had begun their FLR / chastity life much sooner than John, having introduced Sophie to it.
When Sophie had sent the keys in July, Elise had decided it was only fair for Dan to spend the six months locked as well, in support. Poor Dan had a feminine napkin wrapped around his flesh colored penis extension, as Elise's advanced tease and torment practices had him leaking precum almost continually.
Sophie made a production of handing a gift to Dan. He opened it, then swiftly closed the heavy wooden box back...perspiration popping up on his forehead.
He had glimpsed the contents...Sophie had gone to the expense of buying him a matching penis extension / chastity device to the one John wore...the latest model. It was clear so the wearer would be able to see their own tortured manhood impaling itself on a much thicker sound than was equipped with Dan's older model.
Elise was thrilled, "Say thank you, Dan. I can't wait to put it on you!"
In fact, she hustled him to a bathroom to do just that. She removed his device, cleaned Little Dan thoroughly, then slowly pressed the new "Big Dan" in place. They both watched in fascination as the thicker stainless steel sound penetrated his uretha.
"Huunnggghhh!"
"Hush..."
It aroused Elise to be able to watch Dan's diminutive manhood throb and pulse helplessly inside of Big Dan, trying to swallow the big sound. She sighed happily as she snapped the padlock shut behind Dan's back, where he could not reach it if he tried.
"I cannot wait to get you home and try this out. It is at least an inch longer than Big Dan One and thicker. Damn."
She strapped Big Dan back to his leg, had him pull up his jeans, and they returned to the festivities. Elise made sure Sophie and John would be staying with them during their visit, "Your room is still waiting for you from last time. I know you have John now...but Dan will be glad to thank you for your gift..." They both laughed, knowing what that meant.
The family Christmas went very well. Sophie had a reputation for her latent sexuality and compulsion to sate it. In previous years the women in the family kept a tight reign on their men.
This year the ladies were very relieved that Sophie brought her own man, and that her love for him was so obvious. It created a much more pleasant environment.
At one point Elise drew Sophie aside, "Do you remember my friend Deanna from High School?"
"Red hair, kinda short? Sure."
"I just got a text from her. She asked if she could buy us lunch this week. Apparently she's having some sort of marriage problems."
"And she wants me there too? Wonder why? I only remember seeing her a couple times. But sure, I can do that."
A couple of days later they sat at a booth in Elise's favorite Mexican restaurant, sharing chips and salsa with Deanna.
"I appreciate ya'll coming and helping me out...I feel kinda silly."
Elise took a sip of her margarita, "No problem, boo. So what's up? I don't think we're marriage experts by any means, but we are glad to talk."
Sophie pointed a chip at Elise, "So...why did you choose us to talk to?"
Deanna blushed, "I...uh...you guys are more...worldly than I am...about sex and stuff..."
The girls looked at each other, considering what that meant, then laughed. "We're sluts?"
Mortified, "No! No, that isn't what I meant! Seriously, I just don't have a lor of experience and ya'll were always popular..."
They giggled and winked at her to let her know they were not really offended, letting her off the hook so she could feel comfortable sharing with them.
"So, boo, what is going on? Is Jerry cheating on you?"
She teared up, "No, nothing like that. He...he wants me to."
Sophie asked, "He wants you to run around on him? Why?"
"He...he wants me to make him watch...to tie him up and fuck somebody...isn't that messed up??"
Elise shrugged. "Not as much as you might think...does he say why? How do you feel about it?"
Deanna was obviously surprised by the lack of shock in their response.
"He says he doesn't think he takes care of me well enough because he isn't very big...down there. But it obviously excites him because he gets real hard when he talks about it."
"Well, does he? Do it for you?"
"As far as I know, yes."
Sophie smiled, "You don't know?"
"Jerry and I married right outta school...he's the only guy I've ever been with. I mean, I don't have any complaints...but have nothing to compare with. Is something wrong with me that he would want this?"
"There is nothing wrong with you...there may be something wrong with him. But...boo...there may not be. He could genuinely want to make sure you are taken care of. I can tell you my Dan went to incredible lengths to take care me because...he wasn't. And I know he loves me and we're great."
"So I should do it?"
Sophie answered the question by repeating her question, "How do YOU feel about it?"
"Well, now that I don't feel so guilty or stupid thanks to you guys, it kinda excites me."
"Then you should do it. BUT..."
"But?"
"But on your terms, so you are comfortable. If you aren't secure in it, you won't enjoy it. And it will ruin it for both of you. You are not a sex doll, you are his wife."
