Sam's Story

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

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As I laid on the floor of my marital bedroom.

Lube oozing out my ass, dried pussy juicy and semen on my face. I thought about the shit I was in. How Cassie had tricked me.

How did I never notice that side of her before? How it was all Mel's fault for telling her. But more importantly was how my cock was finally subdued from my intense milking.

Was Cassie right, did I really want it to happen?

Did I want it to happen again?

Nothing made sense in my head anymore. I'd better shower again before Mel gets home. Wash away the evidence.

In the shower, trying to wash away my guilt. I look down at my cage, I realise...it's my fault. I should never have put this fucking thing on! Fuck I've ruined my life. That's it, I've had enough no more. Mel was right. I don't want this.

Time to take this stupid thing off. Apologise to Mel, and think of a good reason never to see Cassie again. I jump out the shower.

Quick rub down with the towel, throw on some sweats and make my way to the shed. Mel's home. Shit! I didn't hear her come in.

"Hey, didn't know you was home." I say enroute to the shed.

"Only been home a few minutes. So...how's the cage?" Mel asks quizzically, literally sitting where her mother sat, asking the same exact question.

I take a deep breathe gather my thoughts. "Mel, I'm sorry. You were right. I should never have put this thing on."

"Really?" she says somewhat shocked, and maybe a little disappointed.

"Yup. I'm sorry, truly. I shouldn't have made you uncomfortable. I'm literally going to cut it off right now."

"Well that was quick. You seemed so certain about it yesterday...has something happened?" She asks puzzled.

"Oh shit, it's me isn't it? I'm so sorry."

"No Mel, its just.."

"Oh no, did my mom say something?" She asks frantically.

Oh shit, what the fuck am I supposed to say now. I don't know what Cassie may have told her. Got to just wing it, no way Cassie told her the truth.

"She just said you told her...it was...embarrassing, that's all." Was that really all I could muster? No wonder Cassie played me like a fiddle. I'm a fucking moron.

"I did, sorry." She replies as her head drops down. Mel raises her head, she looks upset.

"I didn't mean to, it was a mistake. I was freaking out and it...I just blurted it out." She's almost sobbing now.

"It's fine, Mel. What's done is done, I really just want out of this thing." I walk past her to get to the patio door.

"Sam, wait. Please, can we just talk for a sec."

She cannot be serious. I'm trying to end this nightmare. "Mel, can it wait? I'll be 5 minutes."

"Are you taken it off for me?" She asks timidly.

Finally I get a break, an easy escape to this problem. I jump at the chance. "Yes, your not into it. I'm over it." I say a little bit too bluntly.

"You can keep it on if you want too." She fires back, assertively.

"What?" Is all I can manage in disbelief. Great and now my cock is betraying me once again. It's woken up, stirring in its cage. Mel starts talking.

"I could of handled it better. When you first showed me, and I definitely shouldn't have told my mom. It seemed alien to me, but if you want to keep it on...maybe I can...try and get into it with you?"

My cock is pounding now, throbbing at the thought of my wife being my keyholder.

"Where is this coming from, Mel?" I ask with both anger and delight, coursing through my veins.

"I don't know. I was angry at the cage, it seemed unnecessary. But then you didn't flinch, even when I threatened you with the strapon. So after l slept on it, I got up and decided to go the the sex shop in town. I got talking to the girl at the counter and maybe because she was a 'real' person... I don't know. I guess I felt she made some good points."

I don't fucking believe it! This can't be... OMG she's biting her lip, Mel is biting her lip. She's horny...she's into it. I know she's horny and what's worse so am I. This is everything I wanted, but it's over. It has to be, I know the cage has to come off. How do I tell her?

"Mel, I just want this over. I want it off please..." She cuts me off.

"Sam, don't do it. Not tonight at least. Please just take a day or two...let me... make it up to you." She steps forward. Leans in and starts kissing my neck.

"Let me be a good wife. Let me do this for you." She whispers in my ear.

My cock has control now all my blood is with him.

"Okay." Is all that comes out of me.

Mel, starts kissing my lips.

"Thank you, sweetie. Now, let's have another look and my caged knight."

Mel drops to her knees. Slowly she pulls down my shorts, her face level with my locked cock. Precum dripping from the tip.

"See, you do want this." Mel, says looking up at me, smiling like the cat that got the cream. She leans in and licks the slit of my cage. I feel her tongue touch my japs eye.

"Oh Fuck!" I shudder. My whole body trembled. Cum starts pouring out of my cage.

"Whoa." Mel responds at the sight of my caged cock cumming.

"Did you just cum? In the cage?"

"Yeah, I think I did."

"Not going to lie, Sam...that was fucking hot.

"Thanks." I muster.

Mel jumps up, throws her arms around me.

"Well since I just made you cum...how about, you give me some tongue service? You know I love seeing your face, between my thighs!"

"Sure I can do that." I grin.

"Not yet." Mel interjects. First, clean your mess, pour me a glass of wine. Then you can come eat me! I'll be in the living room. Don't keep me waiting."

"Yes ma'am." I reply.

"Ma'am? I think I'm gonna like this keyholder role." And with that, she smirks and walks out the kitchen.

After cleaning my cum off the kitchen floor. I've poured Mel her glass. Walking to the living room, I stop at the threshold. Flashback to Cassie, shouting at me to crawl. I should ask...

"Do you want me to, crawl to you?"

"Crawl?" Mel repeats, looking confused.

"Are you a dog?" she's asks looking stern.

"No." I gulp, realising my mistake.

"Do you want to be my dog? Do you want me to call you puppy?"

I feel my face has gone red with embarrassment.

"No ma'am." I reply.

"Well, then don't ask silly questions. Now hurry up. I'm thirsty."

I walk over, hand her the glass. She is wearing a white blouse and short black skirt. I kneel before her. Place my hands on her knees. Her right leg flies up and her foot lands on my forehead.

"Not so fast...actually, I like puppy. I'll take a foot rub first, Puppy!"

"Puppy? Really?" I ask annoyed.

"Can you think of a better name? Especially a name that reflects, our new dynamic?" She says teasingly.

I pause, think, come on. I've got nothing.

"No ma'am."

"Well then, puppy. My feet await."

I begin to massage her feet. I hate feet. She knows this, she's gone power mad after one day. Oh Shut up, I say to myself, this is what you wanted.

"Puppy, another drink." Mel waves her glass in front of me, bringing me out of my own head.

Damn she drank that fast. I take the glass turn.

"I beg your pardon, puppy."

I turn around, confused. My face must say it all.

"Manners, puppy."

"Oh, yes ma'am. Allow me to get you another glass."

"That's better, puppy!"

WTF did that girl at the store actually tell her?

I return to find Mel naked. Spread half over the couch, half over the coffee table. As I hand her, her wine. She starts to tap her pussy.

"I'm ready, puppy."

"Well, lift your legs and let me in then."

"No, puppy. Now you can crawl to me!"

I'm beginning to get DeJaVu now. I drop to the ground. Crawl under her, and rise between her thighs, directly in front of her magnificent pussy.

It's gleaming, she's soaked.

Almost frothing. I can't restrain myself. I start to feast on her. She's delicious, the sweet nectar I know and love.

My breathing is wild. I'm sucking on her clit in one breathe and tongue fucking her the next.

She going wild. Moaning with passion. Her hips are responding to my tongue. She's grinding up and down my face.

My nose is inside her. As I stick out my tongue, its tip touches her asshole.

That one lick is all it takes. Her legs wrap shut and my head. Squeezing with all her strength. She's cumming.

"Don't stop!" she screams.

"Tongue my ass, rub your nose on my clit!"

I do as instructed wiggling my head so my nose is circling her clit. My tongue now penetrating her asshole. She squeezes even tighter. She's bucking now, grinding even harder on my face, as she rides the climax that's about to come.

"Oh...SHIT!" she yells while cumming.

She continues to grind on my face. Using my nose, rubbing out the remaining tremors. Her legs drop, releasing me from her pussy. Her body falls back onto the couch.

"Fuck! That's the hardest I think I've ever cum, puppy." She exhales.

"Thank you ma'am." I reply. Feeling proud, I stand up.

Admiring her body laying there. In total bliss.

She opens her eyes. Looks me up and down, and begins laughing.

Her foot rises and taps my cage through my sweatpants. Taken aback I look down, there is a giant wet patch. Impossible? I've cum again, in the cage. With no stimulation? How is that possible?

"I owe you and apology, puppy. You were absolutely right to put that cage on, and ask me to be your keyholder. I will definitely be enjoying, our new relationship! Now go get washed, you're a mess. Then you may start my dinner. " She says smiling, sipping her wine.

To be continued...