Jackson tossed and turned through the night. He was thinking about Kathy and what she had gotten into. Sometimes his penis would start to swell when he thought about his wife getting fucked by a strange man. Other times he would be nervous or jealous. He did doze off around 2am finally but his restrained erection woke him up bright and early as the sun was coming up. He checked his phone obsessively waiting for a message from Kathy. It was 10am when the phone finally buzzed with a message from Kathy.
The first message from her said "sorry, we were up most of the night. He has a lot of energy lol."
Jackson stared at his screen. Anxious to see the next message, his eyes were wide.
The phone buzzed again. The next message was a picture message. He clicked open nervously. The phone lit up with a picture of a big, black cock. He saw how big it was last night when Kathy sent her first message but it was still very surprising to him. The phone buzzed again. The next picture was of Kathy on her knees holding this monster in both hands. His penis was longer and thicker than Jackson's. The phone buzzed one more time. This time the picture was of Kathy still on her knees, her mouth open wide and the black mamba inches away from her mouth. His penis throbbed in his cage. Another text message came through.
"I'll show you more when I get home. He wants to fuck me one more time before I leave."
He thought about responding but he had no idea what to say. He was partly jealous and partly excited. So he just sat back down with his dick throbbing against the steel prison. He paced. He turned the tv on then back off. He tried to play video games. Nothing could distract him from his state of unsolvable arousal though. It seemed like days passed when his phone buzzed finally.
"He finally finished. I had to get creative to finish him since he came so many times last night. I'll tell you about it. Be home soon." Another picture game through. It was Kathy bent over reaching behind her spreading her ass with a big cock pointed directly at her tight little hole.
He sprang to life with excitement. He had so many ideas of what happened and it was all just a blur. He wanted to know every detail but at the same time he wanted to pretend it never happened. He didn't have a lot of time to think though. The front door unlocked and opened.
Kathy walked in. She had her high heels in her hand and her stockings were torn. Her dress was crumpled. She had sex hair and her eye makeup was smeared down her face.
"Hi honey. Did you sleep well?" She had a sly grin on her face.
"Not really, no. Between the apprehension and the cage I tossed and turned most of the night. What about you?"
She smiled wider. "We fell asleep late but I managed a few hours."
The silence was heavy and awkward as they stared at each other. Both were waiting for a response.
"Well? Are you going to show me?" Jackson had his arms crossed. He didn't want to seem to excited.
"After I shower. I have cum everywhere and I look like I got fucked by a train. Sit one the couch and wait."
Her new aggression took him by surprise. "Wait. You said you would show me pictures when you got home. So I'm supposed to just sit here like this while you clean another man's semen off of you?"
Kathy looked irritated. "I have to clean the semen out of me too," she winked "Awww, does daddy want to hear about his wife getting fucked? Does daddy want to see the pictures of his baby girl handling a big, black cock?"
Jackson nodded excitedly.
"Great. Take off your clothes and go face the corner on your knees until I come get you. I'll tell you everything and show you the videos too."
Jackson was still shocked at her new found attitude. Reluctantly he stripped down and did as he was told. Kathy walked past and kissed him on the head. "Good boy." She trotted up the stairs.
His head was spinning. He had no idea what changed in his wife but he liked it. He always did love when she talked dirty and took control but now she was living in her position of power. He started to wonder when she would let him use his penis again. Obviously they played chastity games before but never like this. He was intrigued as he sat patiently for his wife.
She came down the stairs wearing an oversized T-shirt. Her hair was tied back and she wasn't wearing any makeup. She was as beautiful as ever in his eyes.
"Did I give you permission to look at me? Turn around and face the corner until I tell you otherwise."
"Yes madam." He did as he was told.
She walked slowly toward the couch and sat down. She waited for several minutes before calling her husband over, testing his obedience. "Ok daddy. Or should I say little man. You may crawl over to me now. Keep your eyes on the ground as you do. I'll tell you when you're allowed to look at me."
He crawled on his hands and knees with his eyes down toward the couch. His heart raced with anticipation.
"Eyes down! Crawl faster! Not that fast!" She was embracing her place as his madam. "Stop!" She paused for a few seconds. "You may look at me now."
"Yes madam." He raised his head slowly. His eyes ran up her bare calves toward her thighs. She sat back comfortably on the couch. She had her legs spread wide for her husband. Her pussy was on full display, pink and shaved. The cage twitched.
"I saw that. If you drip on the floor You're going to lick it up. Do you understand?"
"Yes madam." He looked at his wife's welcoming pussy lustfully.
"Good. Do you like looking at your wife's freshly used hole? Does it make you hard? Oops. I guess not with that cage on." She laughed at his predicament. "Look all you want. After the way I got fucked last night it's gonna be a very long time before I let you inside me again. Look how big his dick was." She pulled out her phone and started swiping. She found something to show him.
"Oh baby. Look. I'm holding his cock in two hands and my mouth is open as far as it goes. I was afraid it wouldn't fit in my mouth at this point." She swiped a few more times and showed Jackson the phone again. "It did though, as you can see." Her mouth was stretched wide and she had the head of his penis in her mouth.
