Back at my apartment, I wanted nothing more than to just get the chastity device off of me, but I still couldn't help but be aroused at my humiliating situation. Here I was, chastised by my previous girlfriend who now controlled not only my orgasms, but whether I could have sex with another woman.
Suddenly, my phone buzzed, notifying me of a new text message.
Send me a pic of you dressed up in that corset and stockings. I want to see it before I fuck my boyfriend in a few minutes.
Quickly, I did as she instructed. Soon, she had a full body shot of me in the tight corset she had given to me as a present, as well as the stockings and high heels I added for extra points. And of course, my cock cage was dead center in front, pulsating with arousal at this humiliation. She would forever have this picture and it was just more evidence she could use against me.
After a few moments, my phone rang. Who'd be calling me this late, I asked myself.
And then I knew as soon as I put my ear to the receiver.
"You're getting fucked hard tonight. I'm extra horny," I hard an unfamiliar male voice say.
"Oh? And why's that?" it was my Ex! How cruel. It appeared she had called me and left her phone on right before having sex with her boyfriend.
"You know why, you keep sending your cute Hooters girls friends to my gym and having me work with them in their tight workout outfits. You're just trying to tease me at work...and it's working!" he said.
"I would never," my Ex said, obviously playing along with whatever fantasy game they were doing. But, she wanted me to hear. And she knew I couldn't help myself but listen to them with my cock all locked up, being dressed up in a sissy corset and nylons, listening to them having sex knowing I had no way of getting myself off.
"Well, you're going to get it now, you little vixen," the man said. "And you look so hot in that pink corset and matching stockings. You want it extra hard tonight, don't you?
"Oh...God..." my Ex said loudly, "you know I like it when you completely dominate me with your cock, and it's so huge."
"And you're taking it all. That's right."
A loud, feminine moan came next and then I could hear the slapping sounds of this guy forcefully ramming his cock deep inside my Ex.
"Oh, yes! Fuck me hard with your huge cock, fuck me so HARD!" she said loudly.
I couldn't help but have the feeling she was being a little extra descriptive, especially with what her boyfriend said next.
"Well aren't you just extra horny? You never talk so dirty. Fine, I'll fuck your pussy so hard I might need to have seconds with your ass."
"Oh God, yes, please fuck me hard and then fuck my little asshole. Please!"
"You got it, baby," he replied.
And I heard every thrust and every moan she uttered while he pounded her. All the while. I knelt on my own living room floor dressed up in a sissy little corset and nylons. I knew she was imagining me sitting there, unable to get hard or to cum, listening to some other guy fuck her. And she loved it. I had never heard her moan and groan so much during sex. And apparently, never did her boyfriend.
"How'd you get so horny, you noisy bitch? Jesus!" he said.
"Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder with your huge dick."
"Baby, I'll be fucking you until you cum. And then I'll be fucking your ass until you cum. And then, you'll make me cum all over your face. How's that, you dirty cunt?"
"Oh yes, I love it when you talk to me like that!" she said groaning even more loudly.
Taking a quick drink, I couldn't stop listening. I knew it would only make me more horny, listening to this strange man fuck my Ex...and apparently fuck her in a way I never had done before. The pure humiliation was enough to make me horny, but to add their vivid descriptions was just plain torture.
"Oh God, oh God, I'm cumming!" my Ex yelled in a loud, whine-full moan.
"Oh yeah, you cum baby, you cum over my huge cock."
