Cucold

"Do you think this looks good?" Kayla asks me as she puts on black leather skirt and white v neck top.

I nod as I give her a compliment while cleaning the soles of her heels.

"You look absolutely gorgeous."

I am not wearing anything except my flat cage.

I finish up and then change into a t-shirt and shorts. I drag her luggage as we leave the house.

We drove to the airport in silence.

"How do you feel?" She asks me.

"I feel I am going to miss you."

"This is just like me going to one of my shoots."

"Except you are not."

She doesn't say anything for a while.

"You know why I am doing it. "

I nod as she continued.

"This week with Hasan will help us earn more than what you earn in a full year."

It stung but she was right.

"Don't you want to buy a house and get married?"

I nod again.

"Now be a good boy and give me a smile."

I try to cheer up. In between her phone chimed. I know it must be Hasan. Hasan is her client who she is going on a week long vacation on. She prefers to call him boyfriend except that she is going to get paid. Hasan is in 40s and is loaded with money. He was subscribing to Kayla's Only Fans and got talking to her a few weeks ago. They went on a few dates too.

Kayla was in awe of him. He was tall and good looking. He was rich. He would shower her with expensive gifts and drive her around in fancy sports cars. On top of it, he had an enormous dick. It was girthy and the first time Kayla had sex with him, she literally could not walk straight for a few days.

Kayla showed me a few pics and videos of them having sex and it made me so horny and jealous. It was torturous for me in my flat cage her describing how he fucked her rough in all her holes.

"Can you just drop me here? I don't want Hasan to see you. I haven't told him about our situation yet."

She quickly gets down. She waved me to sit in the car as she got her luggage from the car. She comes near my window and gives me a light kiss on my cheeks.

"Be a good boy while I am gone and I can give you a release when I am back."

"I will. Enjoy and have fun." I say as she dashed off.

I could not just stop myself watching her from behind as she walked fast in her 6 inch pencil heels. Her skirt was riding up her ass giving a tiny hint of her ass cheeks.

I am so lucky.

As I drove through slow traffic, I caught a glimpse of Hasan and Kayla. They were kissing without a worry in the world. Their arms were wrapped around each other as that guy was feeling my fiancées ass. I could understand why she was so smitten by him. He was tall and well built. He had this salt and pepper look which can make Kayla go weak in knees. I knew she was not going on vacation just for money.

I increase the volume of music as I drive back home.

***

It has been more than 6 months since Kayla accepted my proposal to be my wife. Our lives have changed drastically. We both decided to drop out of college and work towards being financially stable so that we can get married.

Kayla decided that a modelling career alone won't cut it so she decided to start Only Fans. This kept her very busy as she moved from uploading clips of her fucking dildos to fulfilling custom client requests and selectively meeting them. She was also travelling occasionally for her modelling job.

I took up a remote job in IT which paid decently but our main priority was her career as it paid well and gave her freedom which she craved for. This meant I was the one looking after all the household stuff like groceries, cleaning, cooking, laundry, etc.

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The week is almost over. Kayla is about to be back. In the last 1 week, there hasn't been any communication between us. I have followed her vacation via her social media posts and I could see she was having a fabulous time. She had photographs in designer clothes and shoes in most expensive restaurants. I commented on all her pics but she didnt reply back. I still felt connected to her as she always had a chain around the neck with keys to my chastity.

For her return, I had cooked us pasta and got some lovely wine from the market. She had asked me not to pick her up from the airport as Hasan would drop her home.

As I was changing the sheets of our bedroom, I saw her calling me. I was so happy to see her face appear on my phone. I immediately picked up.

"I don't have time to explain but Hasan is going to spend the weekend at our place."

I was lost for words.

"We will reach home in around 20 minutes as we are already in the cab."

"But why?" I managed to say.

She didn't seem to hear it.

"Make sure the house is tidy. And meet us at the door wearing only your cage."

She disconnects.

I had so many questions but I knew Kayla would have her reasons so I decided to do as she said.

In around 20 minutes when the bell rang I felt a chill down my spine. I am going to meet a stranger in my most vulnerable state.

I opened the door and felt so happy to see Kayla. She was in off shoulder top which ended above her navel and was wearing a denim skirt with boots. I gave her a smile but she didn't smile back. The tall guy next to her was holding her tightly. He had a contemptuous smile on his face as he looks at me.

"So you must be the fiance."

He steps inside along with Kayla. Kayla motions me to get their luggage inside which I do.

"Yes sir."

It felt odd to call him that. I felt very conscious that I am totally naked.

He continued.

"I know you were looking forward to getting your fiancée back this weekend but you have to wait until Sunday."

He seemed well mannered but had an authoritative tone. Kayla was looking at him in admiration.

I could only nod as he spoke.

"Your fiancee is on my payroll for a few more days so she won't acknowledge your presence much."

"Looking at you, all the things she told me makes a lot of sense."

Kayla chuckled a bit. He continued with a look of contempt on his face.

"Else who can let this hottie play around the way she does."

With this he smacks her butt hard. The sound reverberated in our small apartment.

"Hasan," Kayla said while smiling. He grabs her closer and starts kissing her on the mouth. She didn't hold back as they kissed like I was not standing there.

I stood there watching my fiancée kissing a well built middle aged guy.

When they were finally done, Kayla finally spoke.

"Can you get the hot tub ready for us, cuckie?"

Her words hit me hard.

Totally oblivious, she walked into our bedroom with Hasan. As she was about to enter she spoke again.

"This bedroom is off limits to you until Hasan is around. You can only enter with our permission."

It was difficult to accept that I needed permission to enter my own bedroom but I reminded myself that Kayla is my fiancé and it's my duty to make her happy.

As I was on the balcony prepping the hot tub, Kayla walked out with Hasan holding hands. They both were naked.

I immediately looked at Hasan's dick. It was not just long but very thick. His overall build was very overwhelming and I felt so tiny in front of him.

They both caught me staring and had sarcastic smiles on their faces.

Once they were positioned inside the hot tub, Kayla spoke.

"Cuckie, can you get us the wine?"

I nodded and started to rush off before Hasan spoke in a commanding voice.

"Wait. Don't get sewage from your pantry. I have got more exquisite stuff from the duty free. Pour that. Ok?"

He looks at me sternly as I nod.

"Good cuckie."

"Thank you sir."

As I pour wine, I can sense my cheeks turning red from the humiliation.

When I walked back to the balcony, I saw both of them were kissing. It was a gentle lovers kiss. Hasan had his one hand on Kayla's boobs and were massaging it.

I stood there holding wine glasses waiting for them to finish. Few minutes later they acknowledged me. I handed them wine glasses.

Kayla spoke again.

"Can you click our pics?"

I obliged. I took a few, including the ones where they were kissing.

And then I went away. I was not sure what to do so I waited in the kitchen. After some time Hasan called me to fill the wine glasses. When I went in, he was sitting on the edge of the tub and Kayla was sucking him. Despite him being so big and thick, she was doing a great job. I felt so proud of her as I started feeling strong pain in my balls.

When I returned with filled wine glasses, Kayla was still at it. She was looking up at Hasan as he sipped his wine. I left feeling so horny seeing her in action.

After some time, I saw them heading to the bathroom. Kayla was holding Hasan by his dick. She has this really turned on face.

I was not surprised when after few minutes I started to hear their sounds of fucking.

Ever since we finished our internship, I have not heard Kayla's moans. She was still fucking different guys but they were always outside. It was turning me on tremendously and I thanked Kayla mentally for bringing Hasan home.

After they were finally done, they both walked out of the bathroom. They still didn't have anything on. I tried not to stare but they both were looking fabulous. Hassan's cock was not hard anymore but it would have still made any girl go crazy

"Cuckie, can you serve us the food?"

Kayla was looking at me as they both sat down on the dining table. Hasan was pouring wine for both of them.

I quickly served them dinner. During the dinner, they both were chatting and laughing. I could see them from the kitchen. In between they would call me to refill their wine glasses.

They took their time to finish off the dinner, nearly 2 hours while I waited for them. Once they were done, I cleaned up the table. They moved to the living area on the couch which was supposed to be my bed for the next 2 nights. They switched on the TV and cuddled.

I was not sure what to do. Kayla turned around and spoke.

"Have you eaten?"

I shook my head to indicate in negative.

"What do you want to have? I will order something for you."

I mumbled something. She motioned me to come where they both were seating. Kayla's one hand was on Hassan's dick gently stroking it. She was using her other hand to order food for me. This made me feel so special.

"Have you cleaned up the kitchen?"

"No."

"Then go and do the dishes and clean up the kitchen. Food will arrive in 20 minutes."

Hasan's cock was growing bigger.

I went to the kitchen and started cleaning up. I could view them clearly from there due to the open layout.

After some time I saw they were kissing now and Kayla was totally turned towards Hasan.

She then sat on top of Hasan facing him and started to kiss with more passion.

Hasan was using both his hands to massage her boobs. Suddenly the bell rang.

I looked at them not sure what to do. My clothes were in bedroom and I was not allowed to go inside. I looked at them for permission. Hasan finally spoke.

"Go on cuckie. Get your food. What are you waiting for."

Kayla could only laugh. She continued to kiss him.

I opened the door and tried to hide as much as I could. The delivery guy who was very young was initially surprised but then could not stop laughing. I took the food and quickly closed the door.

When I came back I didn't see Kayla on top of him. She was kneeling down and sucking Hasan. She paused and said loudly.

"Hasan and I are going to fuck on your bed. I want you to go somewhere you can't see us."

That was a difficult ask as only areas in the house I could not see were bedroom and bathroom. I walked inside the bathroom and as I was about to close the door, Kayla shouted.

"Leave the door open."

I sat on the toilet seat and had my dinner. I could gradually hear the tempo of their fucking pick up. They went for a long time. I timed it at nearly 1 hour as I waited inside patiently.

Finally Hasan came to the bathroom. He had a look of total contempt on his face. Of course why won't he!

"Your fiance is unbelievable. Not many girls can take this inside their ass."

I wanted to go and lick Kayla's asshole but I knew I couldn't.

I walked outside and could see Kayla lying on the sofa. After a while Hasan came outside and he picked up Kayla without any trouble on his shoulders. Kayla had a look of total exhaustion and contentment on her face. She didn't look at me.

I went to the sofa and looked at the mess. Without thinking much I kneeled down and started to lick the sofa. My sexual frustration was at an all time high and could not resist myself. I then switched off lights and tried to sleep. Very soon I could again hear them fucking. I dozed off to the sound.

Next morning I woke up early. I didn't expect them to wake up anytime soon. When I checked my phone, Kayla had messaged me to take care of laundry for her and Hasan from the trip. She also mentioned to deep clean their shoes and wash Hasan's underwear by hand like I do her lingerie. I mentally thanked her for keeping me busy otherwise I would have been frustrated.

I unpacked their suitcases and got to work. I was really impressed to see high end designer brands Hasan had in his suitcase. Kayla also had clothes and lingerie from brands I have barely heard. They all looked like gifts from Hasan.

As I was resting up after being done, I heard my phone chime. It was Kayla.

"Can you get coffee for us? Knock before you come."

I replied.

"Ok sweetheart. Love u."

When I opened the door for their room, it had this familiar intoxicating aroma of sex. It's my favourite fragrance of the world.

I greet both of them. They were still in bed checking their phones. I could see only the top half but it looked like they were naked.

"Good morning, baby."

Good morning, sir."

They acknowledged me.

"Would you like some breakfast too?"

I took the order and showed myself out. It was already late afternoon.

When I returned back, they were still laying around. They were talking while being cuddled.

I served them breakfast and they thanked me. Kayla also confirmed if I have eaten.

After a few hours they came outside and sat on the sofa in the living area. They still haven't put on any clothes.

Kayla spoke.

"Cuckie, can you clean our room and change sheets?"

"Yes baby."

I went inside to do the job. Once done, Hasan asked me to come where they were seated.

Kayla was sitting on his lap. He was casually playing with her nipples. She had a surprise look on her face.

He spoke in his usually authoritative tone.

"Why are you not wearing anything?"

I was dumbfounded. Kayla was looking at Hasan in amusement.

I started to stammer.

"No one wants to see your skinny ass and puny blue balls."

Kayla began to laugh. Hasan still has a stern look on his face as he continues.

"What are you going to do about it?"

Kayla intervenes.

"Stop it, Hasan."

Her tone is playful.

"Why don't you bring the gift we got for him."

She looks at him unsurely.

But he says something to her which I can't make out. She gets up and goes inside the bedroom.

Hasan picks up his phone and starts to browse through it while I stand there confused.

Kayla finally emerges out and hands me a box which is gift wrapped.

I feel happy that Kayla got a gift for me.

"Open it."

"Yes, sir."

When I open it all my happiness disappears. Inside there were women's panties of various designs all in bright pink color.

Hasan spoke again.

"We think these will suit you better."

I look at Kayla and she has a look which means she approves. She finally speaks.

"Come on, what are you waiting for, cuckie."

I reluctantly wear full coverage pink panties. They are very comfortable and soft and made me feel good. I was surprised I liked it.

"Looks like someone liked it."

I was embarrassed at Hasan's comments even if they were true.

He spoke with his face turned towards Kayla.

"See I told you he will like it."

Kayla was giggling. She spoke to me.

"Now we can throw all your male underwear. You are only allowed to wear women's panties."

"Yes baby."

Hasan speaks again.

"You haven't said thank you yet, cuckie."

"I am sorry sir. Thank you for getting a lovely gift for me."

I thank Kayla too.

"Thank you baby. I love it."

My cheeks were red and my ears were hot.

"We need the house to ourselves. Can you disappear for a few hours?"

I was surprised by the sudden change in tone of Kayla. She sounded mean and distant.

"Yes baby."

"Can I go to the bedroom to get my clothes?"

She nodded.

I changed into t shirt and shorts while still recovering from the humiliation. The feeling of panties felt nice but the manner in which it played out made me feel belittled.

As I was leaving the house, Hasan called me out and motioned me to come to him. He was sitting on the couch and slouched a little. Kayla was licking his asshole.

My eyes were wide open to see that. I have seen Kayla doing many shocking things in life but this was beyond that.

Hasan didn't speak and looked at me with a contemptuous smile.

He then handed me a 20 dollar bill.

"For you to use when you are out. Your financee will message you when you can come back."

I muttered thank you and left. Kayla didn't look up even once.

While outside, I roamed around mindlessly for a while thinking about what has happened over the last 24 hours. It felt like too much to take.

I eventually went to a cafe and ordered some food and coffee using the money Hasan gave me. I tried to process my thoughts and kept on visualising me with Kayla. I knew she was wild and she wouldn't change. I reminded myself I am privileged to have such a hot fiance. I acknowledged mentally my limitations with a tiny dick and pathetic stamina. And I thought about the time when I was separated from her and how much agony it caused me.

I eventually felt better. And tried to relax by hanging around in the mall.

I realised after a while I left the house in women's panties but it didn't feel awkward. In fact it felt natural and comfortable. I knew Kayla will do things which are right and they might feel uncomfortable in that moment but I will grow to like it and accept it wholeheartedly. She loves me a lot.

I got a message from her to come back home after 6 hours. She also messaged that the house is a bit of a mess and I should clean it before sleeping.

I headed back home with a lot of gratitude and love for Kayla.

When I reached home, I saw the bedroom door was open but due to the structure of the room, I couldn't see inside. I tried to hear but didn't hear anything. I started to clean up the kitchen and living area which were littered with takeaway boxes and tissues. As I was about to be done, I heard a loud sound from the bedroom.

"Oh, Hasan."

Kayla continued calling his name for the next 20 minutes. I was super horny but could not do much so I tried to sleep. When the sound subsided, I dozed off.

Next morning, I was woken up by Kayla who lied down next to me on the sofa and cuddled. She was completely naked.

I was still sleepy.

"Where is Hasan?"

"He is gone. He had some work he needed to attend to so left early."

She began to kiss me. I was craving for her touch for so long. I also kissed her as deeply as I could. Her mouth and body had a strong aroma of sex, cum and cock.

She stopped and spoke.

"Are you ok?"

"Yes I am."

"I hope it was not too much for you?"

"No baby."

"I love you."

"I love you a lot."

"Hasan fucked my ass before leaving. There is a lot of his cum inside me. Do you want to taste it?"

I nod.

She sat on the sofa and slouched a little to expose her and motioned me to kneel down. This was exactly like when she was rimming Hasan yesterday.

I obliged and began to lick her. It had been more than a week since I tasted her holes. It was divine. I was so eager and so desperate. She had to ask me to slow down.