Consummating The Marriage 2

We had reached the hotel room. I knew she was wearing a red lacy lingerie under her wedding dress. After all, I was the one who picked it. Tonight was my wedding night. Waiting for marriage to have sex was finally gonna pay off.

She had put me in chastity one week ago because she didn't want me touching myself before my big day. I was so horny that I was straining against the cage. I grabbed her and kissed her neck. She gently pushed me back.

"Are you ready to consummate our marriage?" She asked with a seductive tone. She never referred to sex as consummation, and it sounded weirdly formal for her.

"Of course I am." And I moved in to embrace her, but she grabbed my arms again. She lowered my arms.

"Kneel." She said, but she didn't sound very authoritative as she said that. I complied, thinking that it's a kinky game she's come up with. I caressed her thighs, gently moving my hands to her ass.

"You have two choices. Either I unlock you..." I was barely able to contain my excitement. She just smiled. "Either I unlock you and you go to the bathroom and listen to your best man fuck me, or you remain locked and watch him fuck me."

What did she just say? I was confused. "What?"

She repeated in an instructive tone, "Either I unlock you and you hear me fuck your best man, or you remain locked and watch."

"What are you talking about?"

"This is what you want; don't lie to me." She was visibly annoyed. Did she think that I would be happy to let my best man fuck my wife on my wedding night?

"NO!" I exclaimed.

"Aww... Unfortunately for you, you have two choices. Make your decision. He's coming over soon. Please don't ruin my wedding night, dear."

"No! I remained a virgin for you; I must be allowed to have sex with you." I exclaimed again. I did not like what I said in hindsight; it was a tad too possessive. I also recognized that I don't have a right to have sex with her, and I was disappointed that she decided to betray me.

"Well, that's it. You get nothing." She said and grabbed me by my hair and dragged me outside the room. I was forced to crawl as she yanked me hard. She was surprisingly strong, and I was not able to stand even when I tried.

I turned around to look at her leaning against the door. "Please don't do this to me," I begged. I started to realize that this is not a prank. She was dead serious.

"Are you hard right now? In the cage?" She looked at my crotch.

I was. Why was I? The cage managed to create a tiny tent in my pants. I looked down in shame. I heard someone walking down the hallway. Someone was coming in my direction. I couldn't let people see me on my knees like this. I turned around, and it was my best man.

"You guys ready?" He asked us both, but mostly looked at her.

"Of course," and she pulled him by his tie for a kiss. They moved in the room, still kissing, and closed the door in my face. I hadn't faced worse humiliation in my life.

I couldn't even find the strength to stand up on my feet. I wiped my tears and leaned against the wall next to the door. I could hear them in the room; they were loud.

What if someone I know sees me like this? What would they think of me when they see me kneeling next to the hotel door while my wife moans from the room?

Tears rolled again, and then I heard footsteps approaching from the room. The door opened. I quickly moved to face the door again.

She placed her hand on my cheek and said, "I can't do this to you on your wedding night; come on in." I crawled behind her. I somehow managed to get to my feet and wipe my tears before I got to the bedroom, so my best man didn't see me crawling behind my wife.

She guided me to a chair in the corner of the room. "Do not move, and enjoy the show."

They spent 20 minutes on foreplay. They kissed, she gave him a blowjob, and he ate her pussy. Then they moved on to fucking. He put on a condom, they fucked for 20 minutes, she came, he came, they dumped the condom, 15-minute break. They repeated the cycle two more times before deciding that they were done for the night.

He went for a shower, and my wife came over.

"I won't unlock you now, because if I do, your mind will be destroyed by the humiliation. But, don't worry, you will be unlocked tomorrow." I stared at her blankly.

"You enjoyed watching me, didn't you?"

I did.