I sat there confined in a fetal position for what seemed like hours. As I kept running the days events with Jenna's mom over and over, time took on an ephemeral quality. My brain was in a type of space where I was neither awake, nor sleeping. My brain having been flooded with beta energy, seemed to have lapsed into some sort of beta brain space.
Eventually, I heard someone coming, although I could not see who. Someone was lowering Mr. Anderson next to me. I could see him get into fetal position and I saw his chain get pulled through the hook. He turned his head from me as the lock clicked. This must be some sort of cuckold holding area I thought.
Whoever had dropped him off walked up behind me. I felt a bare foot run from my shriveled penis and settle on my bare ass. "Tonight is a big night for you," spoke Mrs. Anderson. "Tonight you will prove your love for my daughter and further submit to your life as a cuckold." She spoke calmly without a hit of her frustration from earlier. "Jake will be your Bull as you are dating, when you soon become engage, and as well as when you take Jenna as your bride. You should be proud, he is an excellent Bull, just as Jenna will make an amazing partner. Show us what an amazing cuckold you can be tonight. Remember what we talked about today. Address your Bull as 'Sir', follow every command, and show the support that my daughter deserves, and you will be fine..."
With that I could feel her foot leave my bare ass, as her message rested my mind. A lot had changed in a short period of time. A lot of what Mrs. Anderson said had made sense. I honestly did have a lot of problems with erections, even with Jenna who was smoking hot. I did find myself getting frustrated around her, seemingly for no reason. As I thought about it, I did notice how she often looked disappointed after we had sex and how we had slowly gotten away from intercourse and blowjobs and moved toward me using my mouth more and more. As I remembered my beautiful girlfriend with that cock in her mouth, that wasn't mine, I felt a small beta surge in my penis. That must be proof. I was born to be a cuckold.
As some time passed again I heard someone come up behind us. "Hi honey!" it was Jenna whispering. She began to undo the lock and detach the chain. She unlocked the cuff and arm spreader and left them on the ground. She helped me up, "Come with me," she whispered as we went into her room. She helped me gingerly into the big bed and I laid down naked. She quickly stripped and got in.
When she held me against her naked breast I just started sobbing. "I'm sorry..." I whimpered. She held me tight and gave me sweet assurances. I could feel my shriveled penis rubbing against her perfect legs, but no erection was coming. All I felt was sorrow for not being the man she needed and guilt for not treating her like she deserved.
She was very sweet and let me cry into her amazing breasts. I felt extremely close to her and devoted to her at that moment as she understood how difficult this was for me. Yesterday, I had been her boyfriend meeting the parents, by the end of the night, I would be an obedient, loving cuckold in chastity.
Mrs. Anderson was right, I was extremely lucky to have found her.
We must have fallen asleep as we seemed to have to woken up at about the same time. It was getting dark out. We were both naked in her bed. I was still flaccid.
We looked into each other eyes with loving devotion, "Hi honey," she said sweetly planting a kiss on my lips. We looked at each other in the eyes again and then went in for a much more passionate kiss. It was one of the most passionate kisses we had ever had. After it was over, she rolled over and checked her phone. She seemed to change gears and spoke with purpose.
"Get up honey, we need to get ready," she said hopping out of bed. Her perfect ass bobbed a bit as she walked to the bathroom. I followed her. "Here, we need to get that collar off for now." I turned around and she undid it. "Hop into the shower," she commanded. "Get cleaned up. You will see a new razor and lotion in there for you. You need be hairless from the head down. Let me know if there is anywhere you can't reach."
I dutifully listened. I had kept a decent shaving routine up till then anyway, so this was not all that different. As I shaved around my tiny penis, I marveled at how soft I stayed. I mean I had already dribbled today once, but with my beautiful naked girlfriend just feet away from me getting ready, you would think something might happen. But, as it turns out, nothing did. I stayed soft as we both got ready for this evening.
"So," she called out to me as she got ready, "Did anything interesting happen with my mother today?"
Suddenly, a shot of terror rang through me. What did her mother tell her? What was I supposed to say? Should I come clean and tell her that I squirted with her mother's hand around my penis? I tried to stall for time, "Well... we talked a lot. And she showed me her flowers..."
"Really? That's nice," she said from around the corner. "Anything else?"
I was starting to panic a little. "And I saw the exercise building... seemed nice..." I turned toward the wall of the shower and tried to almost hide in the corner I was so nervous.
Suddenly the water turned off. I turned around to see Jenna standing there. "You know you can just tell me that my mom made you sissy squirt and that you ate cum for the first time."
I stood there naked, shaven and shocked. "Don't worry honey," she said reassuringly, "Mother and daughter hold no secrets in this house. I'm just mad at her for not letting me there the first time you tasted cum. I mean, I missed you tasting yours, but there will be other firsts soon to come so, I guess I can stand to lose that one."
I must have looked confused and frightened. She looked me up and down. "Come on out, you look adorable all shaven," she said sweetly, "But now we need to get you dressed."
When I got back into her bedroom, there were several new pairs of boy-shorts laid out on the bed. There was also a small wrapped package. She handed it to me, "Open this one first."
I unwrapped the package and inside was a brand new cock-cage. "It's the smallest one they had," she said smiling. She hurriedly took it out of the box and began to fiddle with the components. "It's also pink, which I LOVE!" she said grinning ear to ear. She manipulated the device like a pro and had the ring around me in no time. She quickly, placed on the headpiece and it snapped into place. It was tight, very tight. She took at step back and looked at her handy work. "It looks perfect!" she said excitedly. She reached back onto the bed and got out a brand new lock. She fit it through the hole. She looked me directly in the eye, "I love you honey." And with that, CLICK.
She dangled the keys in front of me, "One for Jake, and one for safe keeping..." she said winking at me. "Now, let's see that it works." With that she got down on her knees at my feet. She pretended to give me head. She started kissing the cage and my locked balls sweetly. I felt a tinge of sexual energy ignite there, but no change in erection. She stood up satisfied and turned her perfect ass to me. She rubbed my locked cage up and down her perfect ass. She then pushed back to simulate sex. Again she turned to examine it. Again, there was a slight sexual feeling, but no change in erection. She grabbed my cockcage tight and pulled up real close to me and whispered in my ear, "Jake is going to fuck the shit out of me and you are going to helplessly watch..." Just then I felt a major jolt to my locked penis. It even moved a bit despite being confined to it's metal prison. Jenna pulled back and put her arms around my neck, "Well that seemed to do something," she said smiling, "And no cage is perfect."
She kissed me on the cheek seemingly satisfied with my new cage. "Here, let's pick out your panties," she said excitedly.
I looked down at the selection. "Jenna," I asked calmly. "Why panties?"
"Well, in this house you might call it a cuckold tradition," she answered. "The men of this house, Mr. Johnson and Jake certainly don't feel threatened by the cuckolds, they just... feel like if the glove fits. Do you know what I mean?" I guess I sort of did. "Plus," she said continuing, "Much of the time the cuckolds are naked. Panties are only sometimes." She said this as if it were obvious and made complete sense. To me, I guess it was starting to in a way.