I guess you would call us a power couple. I am a doctor and my husband a practicing lawyer. We have been married for about five years and have been extremely happy together. We both work long hours and are very type "A" personalities. We work hard and we play hard too. My husband Steve is a handsome man and is well built and very fit. He is six foot two inches tall and about 190 lbs of toned muscles. I am five foot two and 105 lbs., long brunette hair and a bubble butt that drives Steve over the edge. His mother says we remind her of Ken and Barbie.
Our sex life has been very fulfilling and kind of kinky. We have tried almost everything except bringing others into our bed. For me, that would be too much. I love Steve's cock and love when he fucks me hard. It is about six inches and pretty thick. I have nothing to complain about. Lately, we have run out of things to try in the bedroom and have found ourselves reverting to good old-fashion missionary, wham, bam, thank you ma'am sex. Routine was beginning to take hold.
Two weeks ago, we had a new vendor show up at the hospital touting the virtues of 3D printing. Her name was Jocelyn and she was excited about what she could do. In fact, she made the bold statement that she could make or reproduce anything we gave her in less than 12 hours. We sat and listened to her story with some skepticism. When she finished her presentation, a doctor threw a syringe at her and told her to reproduce it as fast as she could.
Jocelyn set up her machine on a table, took some measurements and scanned the item with some sort of device. Soon the syringe appeared on the screen and the machine began to slowly spit out plastic. A short time later the syringe was finished, we all looked at it in awe. I asked her what else she could make, she told me she could do anything and handed me a catalog of things she had already made.
I thumbed through her catalog and saw the most amazing things, all made on her printer. The last couple of pages had some strange items on it that I did not recognize. I asked her what they were. Her face turned a bit red and she giggled and told me that they were chastity cages. I burst out laughing and asked her how anyone could fit in something so small. She assured me that all men would fit and that it was one of her biggest sellers. I was amazed and a bit dumbfounded.
As the day wore on, all I could think about was that chastity cage and if Steve would fit in it. It was something we had never tried and the thought of it made me wet. I could not help myself, so I called Jocelyn and ordered a cage for Steve. The next day a small package was delivered to my office. I opened it up and found a small white plastic cage with some instructions on how to put it on. There was also a "unicorn" attachment which resembled a sort of stump. A note was wrapped around this item. I opened it and it was from Jocelyn. It said that once my husband was locked up, I would need a cock to please me and that this item snaps onto the cage and is the base for a dildo.
My heart was racing at the thought of caging Steve and teasing the fuck out of him. I called Steve and told him not to work late and that I had a surprise for him when he got home. My mind raced the rest of the day and I got nothing done. All I could think of was how I was going to tease Steve. I raced home after work and put on some sexy underwear and waited for Steve to come home.
Steve opened the door and immediately smiled a mile wide. There before him was his tiny, sexy wife, almost naked. He asked what I had in mind. I told him I had a gift, but he would have to get naked first. Steve is such a dope sometimes and this was one of those times. He literally dropped his clothes right there at the door. His cock was already at full attention as he approached me. I threw my arms around his neck and we kissed passionately for a minute. I slid my left hand down between his legs and stroked his cock slowly as we kiss some more. Steve was ready for action. Little did he know what I had planned for him.