Ms Tara refocus' her cuckold husband
By. Todayshiddenobsession
October 21, 2022
This story is a fantasy femdom / cuckold tale.
It is my first attempt at writing any kind of fiction, so constructive criticism is welcome but be gentle please.
I'm also very interested if it stimulated your libido.
It is written in 4 parts that read better when read in order, but I think each part could live on its own.
I want to thank MsTara, which is the pen name for an actual dominant wife I met on an online blog site.
She has graciously allowed me to use her name in the story.
She related a fantasy along this line to me and that was my inspiration for the story.
It was originally written for her.
Please enjoy
Chapter 4. Back home with Her lover and cuckold
As your cuckold watches you disappear with the man who will take his wife and enjoy her body as only a husband should, the reality of his position again begins to sink in.
He is your husband and your life partner. You chose to marry him. You love him but he is not your lover. You will always seek other men for your carnal needs.
Hubby drives the car to the garage and wakes Billy to give him instructions to make sure to clean the car tonight in case Mistress and Master Kevin need it in the morning.
He gives Billy specific instructions to especially detail the back seat where his Mistress and her lover so freely pleasured each other in front of him.
Billy nods, and tells your cuckold, he has already finished detailing Kevin's car and replacing a burnt-out taillight bulb. It is ready when it is needed.
Walking back to the main house, the gravel cracking under his feet, cucky sees the light in his Mistress' bedroom illuminate, just as he heads up the porch.
Inside he meets Thomas putting away Mistress' and Master Kevin's shoes. Thomas asks if they had a good time and hubby replies with enough details about his humiliation and Mistress' pleasures with Kevin to make Thomas blush with envy.
Hubby would normally undress as soon as he enters the house, because your house rules specify none of your males are allowed clothes unless given specific permission. For reasons, that he doesn't yet understand, you gave Thomas instructions for him to remain clothed until he gets further direction from you. He heads up the stairs to report to you and meets Gerry moving a chair of some kind on a cart. It is something he has never seen before.
Gerry is clearly also heading to Mistress' bedroom.
As they both reach her closed door, cucky knocks and hears you invite them in.
Opening the door Gerry and cucky see their Mistress and her lover Kevin laying on the bed, still partially clothed.
Kevin is wearing only his underwear and you are wearing simply your, garter in stockings. Cucky remembers your panties will be in the car somewhere. Master Kevin's shirt and trousers are on the floor near the door in a pile next to your dress and bra.
You tell Gerry to set up the chair at the end of the bed facing it. As hubby picks up Kevin's clothes and hangs them up on the stand near the door, he can't help but watch Gerry out of the corner of his eye. Picking up your dress and bra next, his eyes never leave the sight Gerry is presenting before him.
You watch your cuckold husband trying to be stealthy and see what is going on.
You chuckle and say, "My dear cuckold husband, are you curious about this contraption I had Gerry make for tonight? It is a gift of sorts for you dear. You will receive a wonderful treat, or perhaps a torment, tonight. Kevin and I have decided you will be allowed the honour of watching how a real man can properly fuck and pleasure your wife."
Gerry quietly tells you the chair is ready and hands you a remote control.
By now hubby's eyes are bugging out as he examines this contraption from across the room.
"Go on dear.
Go over and get a closer look.
I think you should thank Gerry for his wonderful creativity and craftsmanship, making you such a wonderful place to watch me fuck my lover Kevin from, my dear cuckolded husband."
With fearful apprehension, he looks to Gerry and thanks him. You are positive, cucky is not sure he really is thankful.
The chair has a soft seat with a hole in the center. There is some apparatus in the that hole hubby can not quite see. There are straps on the arms and legs to hold whoever is sitting there in place. There is also a strap that looks like it is designed to keep the occupant from rising off the seat. The backboard of the chair has a strap to hold in place, the occupants head, forcing them to keep looking forward. Some sort of wired goggles with tinted lenses hangs from the backboard.
You break hubby's concentration with a firm instruction for him to strip.
He looks and you and says, "Yes Mistress".
He quickly removes everything, except his chastity cage of course.
Gerry gathers up his clothes as you instruct "Gerry, when you leave, take cucky's, Kevin's and my clothes directly to the laundry. Leave instructions for Doug to take care of the stain on the front of my husband's trousers. Cucky got all excited and had a little accident in the club watching Kevin and me. His little willy leaked all over the front. It was quite amusing for the ladies working at the club I'll say, wasn't' it cucky?" you chuckle.
As you're talking, Kevin is kissing your neck and shoulders, his hands roam over your body like a sensual massage. Your left hands rests on his cock, still inside his underwear, gently stroking the full length as it now hardens under your attention.
"Ok dear let's get you settled. Sit down and Gerry will strap you in.
Tonight, you will witness so many orgasms sweetheart. None of them yours of course. Although I do expect you will have a lot of semen expelled from your locked up tiny penis.
Tonight, you will not only hear our pleasure as usual, but you will visually experience another man bringing your wife to ecstasy over and over again, while she returns the favour by using her mouth, hands, pussy and ass to bring him extreme pleasure as well. The kinds of pleasure she would never give you, her husband.
Are you excited cucky? Does the reward of watching me being fucked make your little dick strain in its small steel prison?