Adam waited patiently on his knees, naked except for the metal cage around his cock. His head was bowed to the ground and his hands were at his back. As he heard his wife's footsteps get closer to the bedroom door, his cock began to swell in the cage. He fought the urge to look up as she came in the room and locked the door behind her. He had just returned from a nine-month deployment overseas. A few months into that nine-months he had given himself to his wife completely, promising to be her slave for as long as she wanted to play with him. It had been months since he was allowed an orgasm, though she had made him edge several times. It was by far the longest Adam had ever been denied, and he was proud that he obeyed his wife even when thousands of miles away. He had been tempted of course, but he was determined to live out his submissive fantasies to the fullest. Michelle was enjoying the game too, she was using this time to explore her dominant side. A side she didn't even know was there until her husband brought it out in her.
She smiled at her husband as she walked past him and into their walk-in closet. Adam could hear the sounds of her undressing, then the sound of Tiffany rummaging through their chest of adult toys. His cock was pressed against the bars of his chastity cage now, his balls ached with five months worth of frustration. She walked behind him and bound his hands with rope so that they would remain behind his back. He kept his eyes to the floor as she walked in front of him...
"What? You don't want to see your naked wife after nine-months? Or are you afraid that you'll be in trouble for looking without permission?"
Adam was sure that whether or not he looked up, he would be punished by his wife. May as well enjoy the view. He slowly lifted his head, letting his eyes travel up Tiffany's legs to her shaved pussy, then up to her amazing breasts to her smiling face. She immediately raised her hand to slap him, he flinched. But she didn't slap him, she just laughed.
"Such a little bitch. Scared of your wife. Hmm, I guess I am pretty scary when I want to be." Tiffany leaned in and whispered in her husband's ear.
"Are you scared of me slave? Are you scared I'm going to hurt you."
She's cock twitched in response to her teasing tone. He knew that she enjoyed causing him pain, and he knew that he would take any punishment she wanted to give him if it meant earning some pleasure that night.
"You own me. Hurt me as much as you want. But no, I'm not scared of you."
He knew those defiant words would make his night that much worse, but he also knew that his wife loved to be challenged. Tiffany smiled and bit her lip as she looked in her husband's eyes.
"Don't worry. Before the end of the night you will be."
Her hand trailed down his chest, to his caged cock. She was admiring how purple and swollen it was inside the chastity cage.
"That mean little cage must be hurting your poor denied cock so bad slave. Maybe I should take it off? What do you think?"
"You own my cock Mistress. It's entirely up to you." Tiffany smiled, he was loving how far his wife was taking her dominant exploration.
"You're right. I do own that cock. But that's not the only cock I own, is it slave?"
"No Mistress. You own three more. The dildo gag and the two strapons Mistress."
