This story contains elements of tease, denial, and incest. If you dislike stories where the women are strong and dominant and the men serve and are submissive, then go find another story to read and criticize.
I lay down on the bed, naked except for the stainless steel cock cage. My wife Sue wore an extremely low-cut dark blue dress. She didn't have a blouse or bra on. Her full breasts were very visible, especially when she leaned over. She leaned over to lock my wrists to the headboard and my ankles to the footboard.
Sue had decided she wanted to tease and deny me this Saturday afternoon. She decides everything sexual. When we were first dating, we talked about what we wanted from the relationship. She was looking for a traditional relationship, while I wanted her to be in control of the bedroom. At first, she was surprised that I wanted to give her control over me. Over time, she warmed up to the idea. On our wedding night, 25 years ago, I gave her my cock. She locked it in a metal and leather cock cage, and put the brass key on a gold necklace. I haven't touched my cock for pleasure since that night.
We never consummated our marriage. We never had sexual intercourse, not even while we dated. Basically, I provide Sue with sexual pleasure, using my mouth, my hand, or toys, whenever she wishes. In return, she occasionally locks me to the bed, and teases my cock with her hand. She lets me cum around once a month, but like the teasing, it happens when she wants it to happen. She's in total control of her sexual pleasure and in total control of my sexual pleasure.
I mean total control. While my oral skills got better with practice, it just wasn't enough for Sue. In the first year of our marriage, she went out and found herself a boyfriend. She saw him once or twice a week, usually at his place. He fucked her and helped her to be completely sexually fulfilled. I wasn't jealous or envious of him. In fact, I appreciated him. His satisfying her made her teasing me more enjoyable for her, and for me, during the few years they spent together. At least, it was enjoyable until she got pregnant.
When we first heard the news from her Ob-gyn, we were both in shock. That night, we had a serious discussion about the baby and about our future. Sue felt bad about bringing another man's child into our marriage, but neither of us wanted her to have an abortion. She was my wife, and the baby would be our child, regardless of who impregnated her. Sue was hesitant about keeping the baby at first, but she appreciated my support. She could see over time I was happy that she was pregnant, and she felt happier about the pregnancy.
Nine months later, Sue gave birth to our 6 pound, 8 ounce daughter. A little over 20 years ago, now. We named her Amy.
Sue gave her boyfriend the opportunity to be involved in his daughter's life. An opportunity he rudely declined. So, she declined to see him any further.
Sue was happy to have a daughter. I think, since we weren't having sexual intercourse, that she thought we weren't going to have children. I didn't notice at first, with both of us busy with a baby, but after a couple of years I realized that Sue had lost her desire to have sex outside our marriage. Oral, manual, and toys were sufficient to make her happy. Especially toys. She loved her dildos.
As Amy got older, we were careful to keep our sexual activities confined to the bedroom. I'm sure Amy heard us in the bedroom a few times while she was growing up, but her mom taught her from an early age that a locked bedroom door was not to be opened except in an emergency.
As a teenager, Amy drew closer to her mother. They shared common interests in shopping, fashion, and sunbathing. Amy and I would talk every once in a while, but as far as I can remember, we never talked about her thoughts. It was always school or sports. Amy played second base in softball, and we watched a lot of baseball games on TV together.
After Amy graduated from high school, she decided to go to a local community college to study computer programming. That was the one area where she took after me. Mostly, Amy took after her mother. She looked a lot like her mother.
Sue encouraged Amy to go out and have fun while in college. Partly, she wanted her daughter to enjoy her college years. Partly, she wanted her daughter out of the house so she could use a vibrator when she wanted, and have the whole house to tease me when I got home from work.
Part of Sue's tease was that I was not allowed to touch her breasts, ass, or pussy without her permission. With Amy out of the house, Sue wore a bikini during the summer months and an unbuttoned flannel shirt and demitasse bra in the winter. She would grab her breasts and squeeze them in front of me, taunting me.
While I had more than enough opportunities to nibble on my wife's pussy, I was rarely allowed to touch her breasts with my fingers or my mouth. The only time I saw her full naked breasts was when she had me chained to the bed, while she teased and denied me. Sometimes, while she waited for my cock to get flaccid, she would suck on her own nipples while I watched, enviously.
Which is why I thought the deep blue dress she wore now was unusual. The only time my wife let me see her naked was when she was teasing and denying me. Usually, she undressed after chaining me to the bed. I wondered what was different now, why she kept her dress on?
"Guess what darling?" Sue asked cheerfully.
I wondered if I was supposed to respond, what? I didn't say anything, wondering what was going to happen.
Sue didn't wait for a response. "Amy wants to see how I tease and deny you."
I was neither shocked nor surprised.
About a month ago, Amy caught us playing in the living room. We'd gotten used to Amy staying out past midnight, so we played anywhere in the house Sue wanted to. That night, around nine, Sue was lounging on the couch with her bikini bottom off and tossed on the couch. I was naked, except for my stainless steel cock cage, kneeling on the floor with my wrists handcuffed behind my back, licking her pussy lips and nibbling on her clit.
Neither of us heard the door. We both heard Amy drop her books on the floor and gasp. Amy ran upstairs, and Sue ran after her, her bikini bottom still on the sofa. I sat down on the floor, my wrists cuffed behind my back, and waited.
It was after one when Sue came back down stairs. I must have fallen asleep leaning against the sofa, because I didn't notice that much time passing. Sue didn't say a word. She sat down on the sofa and pulled my head into her pussy like nothing had happened. She grabbed my hair and held me against her pussy until I made her cum twice.
My wrists were chaffed and sore when Sue finally unlocked me. I put some cream on my wrists and we went to bed.
I woke up groggy a couple hours later. I slept walked getting ready for work. Luckily, I slept on the train for another hour while riding into work.
It wasn't until that evening, after I got home from work, that Sue told me that she and Amy talked more after Amy got home from school. I remember Sue remarking that Amy kept asking her for more details about our arrangement.
I noticed that Amy looked at me differently after that night. I think that, as an adult, she had some idea about what her mom and I did, but now she knew. She knew that I knew she knew, too. Her look was a combination of pity and disregard. That night, I knew I lost my stepdaughter's respect.
After that night, Amy wore her bikini at home. Partly, it was because she and her mom went to the pool together during the day while I worked. Partly, it was because she was teasing me with her body, with her mom's encouragement. Before that night, I didn't look at my stepdaughter sexually. Sure, I had an occasional sexual thought about Amy, but I kept pushing those thoughts out of my mind. I was her step dad. Now, that relationship was gone. With her showing off her body, all I could think about was how Amy would tease me next.
It only took a week and a half to find out. One evening, Sue unlocked the stainless steel cock cage and locked on the Kali's teeth cock cage. She had locked Kali on my cock many times before. She would tie me to a chair in the bedroom, and make me watch while she used a vibrator on herself.
Sue tied me to a chair in the bedroom. Instead of undressing, she left the room. Amy came in a few minutes later, dressed in a bikini. She lay down on the bed, pushed her bottom to the side, and used her own vibrator to pleasure herself. I'm sorry to report that I suffered more pain from Kali watching my stepdaughter masturbate than I had in years of watching my wife. After Amy rested, got up, and left, I wondered what would be next?
My wife's voice brought me out of my thoughts.
"Don't speak to either of us, unless we speak to you first," Sue commanded.
Sue got up and left the room. She returned with Amy a couple of minutes later. Amy had a tube-top green dress on. I could see the tops of her perky breasts and her hard nipples poking through the thin cotton of the tube-top.
