The darkness was almost claustrophobic. Kneeling here for what seemed like forever had taken it's toll and I was aching to stand up, to stretch out and most of all, relax! But there was no relaxation on the cards for me tonight, that much I knew. Mistress had left me here all evening, my hands tied behind my back, my cock still locked in it's cage, just like it had been for the last thirty-seven days...
Earlier Mistress had laid back on the bed and had me eat her pussy to a violent orgasm, it was a sure sign that something evil was playing on her mind, she always comes that much harder when she's planning to be especially wicked, and this was a real sheet-ripper. I had no idea what was about to transpire, but Mistress was plainly beside herself just thinking about what she was about to do.
She blindfolded me and told me to kneel on the carpet at the foot of the bed, then cuffed my wrists behind my back. Then she knelt down beside me and gave me a long, luxurious kiss, tasting her sweet juices on my tongue as she reached down and squeezed my swollen balls. She pulled away then, but continued to fondle and scratch at my aching nuts.
"Maybe tonight you'll get a chance to cum," she said, almost giggling as she spoke. "You must be so desperate now, I bet you'd do almost anything..."
Now I was really worried. She lifted her right hand to her neck and closed her fingers around the key to my chastity belt, before lifting it to my lips.
"Kiss your key for me," she whispered.
I obeyed, hoping and praying that she would take that key and finally unlock my cock and allow me the orgasm I needed so badly. But it was not to be. She stood up and walked away from me without a word, turning the light out as she left the room and then the house.
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I don't know for sure how long she left me, but it must have been at least an hour, probably much longer. I heard the car first, then the footsteps, then the key in the door. She was back! The relief was palpable.
I heard her walking about the house, her high heels clicking on the laminate flooring in the kitchen. But there was another sound, a heavier, duller sound that accompanied her, and I slowly began to realise that she was not alone.
My heart sank, it wasn't the first time she had cuckolded me, and it wouldn't be the last. But I knew that once she started fucking this guy, any thoughts of me would be forgotten, at best I would have to wait another hour or more and then she would come back to me with a well fucked pussy full of cum she wanted me to clean for her.
But today was different. A lot different...
The footsteps sounded like they were coming closer and then I heard the handle on the bedroom door. The door creaked slightly as it opened, I had never noticed that before, but in the darkness I guess my hearing had become more acute. I smelt my Mistress as she wafted in through the open door and settled herself on the end of the bed. Then I felt the floor boards moving slightly as the other person entered the room. He moved a lot of air, he must be quite a size.
Mistress giggled and then groaned as I heard them kiss and his hands sliding over her stocking clad thighs, his rough skin snagging them slightly. It sounded like Mistress was all ready to go, but she'd never fucked any of her lovers in the same room as me, why was she doing this now? And what about him, it was dark, but surely he can't have failed to notice the blindfolded man kneeling at the foot of the bed?
I heard Mistress tell her companion to lie down and the next thing I heard was her tugging at his belt buckle. An empty metallic sound followed as she pushed back the belt and it rattled against itself. Then she pulled down his zip and eased open his jeans, pushing them down his legs and stroking his hardening cock through his boxer shorts.
She lay down next to him then, kissing him noisily as she squeezed and massaged his cock until it was rock hard. Not long now, I thought. Soon she'll be mounting him, forcing her pussy down onto his throbbing dick and milking every last drop out of his balls. Then he'll leave us alone and she'll drag me onto the bed, forcing me down between her legs to make me worship her cum filled cunt until she explodes in ecstasy.
As usual my mind was full of conflicting emotions. The thought of her with another man infuriated me, but the thought of her expressing her dominance over me like this was intoxicating at the same time. As she never hesitated to remind me, it was all my fault. It was I who had instigated the whole Femdom thing, it was I who had put these fantasies into her head, it was I who had allowed her to push and push until the transfer of sexual dominance was complete. In other words, I had made my own bed and now she was going to fuck someone else in it!
Despite my frustration and anger I felt my cock hardening inside the chastity cage until the 'points of intrigue' bit into my turgid flesh. I winced loudly and Mistress groaned in response, sliding down her lover's body and peeling away the black cotton of his underwear to reveal his long, thick stalk. She licked her lips as she breathed in the musk of his scent and then opened her mouth wide to allow the bulbous head of his cock inside.
