“I’m going to have to lock up your cock today my darling.”

I was a little surprised when my Wife came out with this statement as it was a Tuesday, and most often the chastity device came out on a Friday or Saturday.

Tanya is her name. She is late fifties, has curves, but is very fit and active – goes to the gym three or four times a week. She does have a bit of a thing for gym instructors. I know she’s brought a couple of them back to our house for afternoon Sex sessions whilst I’ve been at work. I know because she has told me about it in minute detail. It turns me on so much when she describes other men’s cocks and what they do with them, when she tells me what positions they prefer and how they thrust to the deepest depths of her Pussy and fill her with their Hot thick cum. Many a time I’ve arrived home from work to find Tanya in bed waiting for me to lick another man’s cum from her Pussy, or asshole, or from her tits and belly.

So, on this Tuesday afternoon she’s standing in the kitchen in her sexy leggings and tight tee shirt that leave absolutely nothing to the imagination.

“I’m popping to the gym for a quick workout. I want my dinner at eight and make sure you open a bottle of red to let it breath. Tonight I’m going to let you cum in my Ass, and after that you’re going to get locked up. Simon is coming tomorrow to stay for a few day, so you had better be on your best behaviour.”

That explained it. I was going to be locked up for who knows how long and be slave and servant to my Wife and Simon.

Tanya blew me a kiss, then she was out of the door and climbing into her little red sports car. I opened a bottle of wine and then started on the preparations for dinner.

At 8:30 she hadn’t arrived home. I got a ding on my phone – a text saying, “Hi Grace. Just popped to Mike’s for a quickie. Keep dinner Hot. I’ll be back by 10. And don’t you dare start that red wine! xx”

My name is Gary, but ever since we married, Tanya has insisted that I only wear women’s clothing – except when I go to work of course, and even then I have to wear panties, tights and a bra under my suit, shirt and tie – and she only ever uses the name Grace for me. After she left for the gym, I changed into a short skirt and blouse as was required of me. This wasn’t involuntary. I Love being Grace and wearing sexy slutty clothes. I only wish I could dress like this all the time, including when I went to work. Mike, who she mentioned in her text, was one of the gym instructors, and I am sure that when she said she was popping round for a quickie, it didn’t mean a cup of coffee.

At ten o’clock I had the table set and two glasses of wine poured. At ten thirty, she still hadn’t turned up. Then I heard the car pulling up the drive and stopping outside. She came in smiling and looking radiant. The gym clothes really suited her. She is a stunning woman and as she walked up to me, I could feel my cock beginning to throb and stiffen. She put her hand between my thighs under my skirt and began to gently rub my balls through my tights and panties, and whispered in my ear.

“You. Upstairs. Clothes off. On the bed. On your back. My Pussy needs cleaning.”

I made for the stairs in the hallway.

“Oh, and by the way Mike will be here in half an hour and I told him you’d cooked him dinner.”

She looked at me with a smirk on her face.

“Go on! Get a move on. We haven’t got all day.”

Moments later I was naked on my back on the bed, my cock fully erect, waiting for Tanya. She came in and kicked off her trainers, pulled off her tee shirt and ankle socks, and then rolled down her leggings. She was wearing a light blue pair of lace panties that I had bought for her a few weeks ago.

“Mike really loved these panties”, she said. “He licked my clit through the lace before he pulled them down, turned me over and fucked me doggy style. Oh, he has such a gorgeous cock, and when he cums I swear he pumps out twice as much as you can ever manage.”

She took off her panties and then she was over me, her wet Pussy inches above my face. As she relaxed, Mike’s cum started to drip from between her Pussy lips. Mixed with my Wife‘s Pussy juices, his cum tasted divine. I swallowed every drop and then started licking and kissing Tanya’s wide open Pussy. Soon she was grinding herself against my face, and then she started Cumming. She convulsed and sobbed for what seemed like five minutes, before she slowly lifted herself up and climbed off the bed. She put the blue panties back on again and then got a pair of sheer tan tights from the drawer. She put these on, followed by a short bodycon dress in black lycra and a pair of heels. Then she was heading out of the room. Over her shoulder she smiled.

“Don’t lounge about too long. We need you to serve our dinner and pour our wine. And don’t forget Grace, you’re fucking my Ass tonight.”

I thought of all the effort I had put into our planned cozy meal for two, and now I wasn’t even going to get a taste. I probably wasn’t going to get any of that wine either – and it was a very special bottle. I quickly got dressed again in the same skirt and blouse.

When the doorbell rang, I went to let Mike in. He brushed passed handing me his jacket.

“Get me a cold beer will you,” he said without looking at me as he went to find Tanya in the lounge.

A couple of minutes later I went to take Mike his beer. Mike had his left arm around her shoulder and was pinching her left nipple through the thin lycra of her dress. His right hand was between her legs rubbing her mound through her tights and panties.

“Tanya tells me you’ve just been sucking out my cum from her Pussy. Hope it was tasty!”

By 1:00am they had eaten a sumptuous meal, polished off that very expensive bottle of red and were now back on the sofa sipping whiskey. I’d managed to snaffle a sandwich and was now standing by the sofa waiting to see if they were in need of anything. After another couple of whiskeys, Mike said he should call for a taxi.

“Before you go, let me suck your cock. I’m sure I can coax another load out of you”, said Tanya as she undid his trousers.

He wiggled a bit to let her pull down his trousers and underpants, and then I saw his cock for the first time. It was a work of art – perfectly formed with a gorgeous head and a thick veined shaft. She knelt down in front of him as he sprawled on the sofa and started to lick the full length of his cock with the tip of her tongue. Soon she was taking the end of his cock deep into her mouth and I could tell he was close to Cumming. Then he was indeed Cumming. I could see his balls rhythmically contracting as he spurted stream after stream of his cum into my Wife‘s mouth. What happened next, I did not foresee. She didn’t swallow any of that precious liquid – she kept it in her mouth and motioned to me to sit on the sofa, rest my head back and open my mouth. Which I did of course. Then she pursed her lips, which were a few inches above mine, and let his whole load, along with her saliva, pass into my open mouth. Then they both watched me as I swallowed the lot.

Tanya looked lovingly into Mike’s eyes and reached a hand out to gently massage the last few drops of his cum out of his magnificent cock. She looked up at me and said, “Grace. Upstairs and wait for me.”

Half an hour later Mike had left and Tanya strolled into our bedroom. I was waiting naked on the bed, hard and beginning to leak precum. She peeled off her dress and kicked off her shoes. She rolled down her tights and the sodden blue lacy panties and threw them at me.

“You can wear these tomorrow to remind you that you’re nothing but my sissy cumslut.”

Then she plunged three fingers deep into her Pussy, pulled them out again covered in her slimy sticky juices and rubbed my cock until the whole shaft was wet and glistening. Next she spat into her hand, and, spreading her legs and bending over a littler, reached round and spread her spit all over her anus. She lay face down on the bed with her buttocks slightly raised and a pillow under her tummy, pulled her buttocks apart and simply said, “Fuck me now. Quick.”

The sight of her beautifully formed Ass hole framed by her bum cheeks and thighs which were sticky with grool, dried cum and her spit, and the dark musty, earthy smell of her unwashed holes, and the tiny fragments of her shit and fibres of toilet paper caught in the folds of the skin of her anus almost made me spurt my load spontaneously, but miraculously I managed to control myself as I brought the tip of my cock into contact with her brown hole. I pushed gently and then felt the resistance vanish. The next moment the full length of my cock was deep in her Ass and I was Cumming uncontrollably.

Throughout our married life, my Wife has allowed me to cum about once a week on average. There are two rules: Firstly, I can only cum when in her presence and when she gives me permission. Secondly, whenever I cum, I have to lick up every drop of my own cum and swallow it. Mostly this consists of me licking cum of her feet, thighs, tummy, tits or face. Occasionally I’m allowed to cum on or in her Pussy – which is my favourite. Seldom am I allowed Anal – but the same rule applied. Of course, I much preferred to be drinking other men’s cum from my Wife‘s body, but whenever it was my own I always tried to imagine it belonged to someone else. Tonight this was easier than usual because I still had the image of Mike’s penis in my mind, and the taste of his cum in my mouth.

The moment my cock stopped spurting, Tanya had lifted herself up off the bed, rolled me onto my back, and positioned her still gaping anus right over my wide open mouth. At first nothing came out. I pushed my tongue as far as it would go into her hole and savoured the small and texture. After half a minute my cum started dripping out, and once it started, it continued, drip after drip, for what felt like an age. I continued to lick and slup until Tanya finally had had enough.

We lay side by side for ten minutes, and then I must have nodded off. When I awoke, Tanya was coaxing my balls through the metal ring of my chastity device. Then she was pushing the cage over my cock end and clamping the two pieces together. The lock snapped shut, the key was pulled out and she attached it to her belly button ring.

“Sweet dreams, slave,” she said with a sleepy smile. “I need some rest to prepare myself for tomorrow. It’s so exciting to think Simon will be here tomorrow.”

With that she rolled onto her side with her back to me, and within moments I could hear the regular breathing of a contented sleep. Meanwhile I was getting used to the fact that I was going to be locked up who knew how long. Previous to this, the longest I’d been locked up for was three days when we spent a long weekend with one of Tanya’s old flames and his new Wife. He’d had a fantastic time fucking his Wife and Tanya and watching the two women explore each others bodies. I’d been slave and servant as usual. The highlight had been cleaning out his Wife‘s cunt after he’d fucked her. I don’t get much opportunity to play with other women, and I can remember to this day how tasty she was as her husband’s cum oozed out from between her Pussy lips.

So now, as I lay next to my sleeping Wife, I tried to imagine what might happen over the next few days. Of course, I started to get turned on, and this only highlighted the fact that my cock was locked in a tiny metal cage.

I awoke with the alarm and sleepily reached to turn it off. In normal circumstances I would awake with a raging hard on, but this morning, of course, was different. My cock had swelled to fill the cage and was aching with frustration. Precum had dribbled out and had made a little wet patch on the sheet and Tanya was stirring. Without opening her eyes she had found my head and shoulders with her hands and was gently pushing me down the bed so she could get her early morning Orgasm – a necessity for her. I ran my tongue along the full length of her slit from her perineum to her clit and beyond, all the way to her belly button where the key to my cock cage was securely fastened. As her Pussy lips opened the smell was almost overpowering – a well used and unwashed cunt. I licked up some flakes of dried cum from the folds of her cunt lips and lapped up some of her fresh sticky juices that were beginning to flow. I could smell her piss and sweat as I concentrated on her clit and brought her close to Orgasm.

Before she got there, she pulled her knees to her chest and gasped, “Lick my shit hole.”

I pulled her buttocks apart to fully expose her tight brown hole, and as I licked and probed I couldn’t help thinking that only a few hours ago I had fucked that hole and pumped it full of my own cum. She must have been frantically rubbing her clit as I was sucking because she started to shake and sob as an intense Orgasm ripped through her body. I knew from experience that these early morning sessions often resulted in an involuntary squirt of piss as her pleasure reached its maximum so I moved my open mouth back to her cunt and made sure her piss hole was pointed directly down my throat. As expected, I felt my mouth filling with her warm piss and was very proud of myself when I managed to swallow the lot without spilling a drop.

Half an hour later I had showered, I was wearing Tanya’s filthy blue panties and tan tights under my suit and was just about to head out of the door to go to work when Tanya appeared at the top of the stairs.

“At lunchtime I want you to go shopping for me. Buy me a pair of sheer white stockings. Lace top, hold-ups. Simon thinks they’ll really suit me. Oh, and buy another bottle of that red I had last night with Mike. Simon’ll Love that.”

She blew me a kiss, then turned back to our bedroom for, no doubt, a few more hours sleep.

I arrived home from work to find Simon’s Range Rover parked on our drive. The sight of his big, rugged, powerful vehicle made me think of Simon’s strong muscular body and his thick veined shaft with its magnificent bell end. He was a good twenty years younger than us, and he had an amazing ability to cum 3 or 4 times in a day, day after day, each time pumping out copious quantities of cum. I could see why Tanya lusted after him. I’d watched him fuck her a few times. Once he’d made me lie on my back with Tanya’s knees either side of my head and her cunt and asshole just inches above my face. Then he’d slowly eased his giant cock deep into her Pussy and slowly fucked her whilst I licked his glistening shaft and balls until he came explosively, Tanya reaching a shattering Orgasm simultaneously. When he pulled out a huge dollop of thick pungent cum dropped straight into my mouth. I savoured the taste and texture before slowly letting it glide down my throat, and then he had me lick the entire length of his cock until there was not a single trace of cum or Pussy juice.

Once inside, everything was so quiet. I crept upstairs and went into our dressing room and took off my suit. As I was about to put on a dress I heard Simon.

“Hey, Grace, we need you in here.”

I walked into our bedroom still wearing tights, panties and bra. Tanya was naked on the bed face down, and Simon was on his side, also naked, smiling at me.

“We need you to clean up,” he said pointing to the ropes of cum on Tanya’s bum cheeks and back.

Tanya’s eyes hadn’t opened and I wondered if she was asleep. I climbed onto the bed and started slurping up the enormous quantity of thick cum. I pulled her cheeks apart and saw that her arsehole was sticky with cum. I gave her arsehole a good licking and managed to coax a few moans of pleasure out of her. Then Simon was pulling me over to his side of the bed, and there it was, right in front of my face – the most beautiful cock I’d ever seen, glistening with sweat and semen and smelling strongly of my Wife‘s dirty shit hole. It was still semi erect and as I took the bell end into my mouth I felt it twitch a little as the last few drops of cum were squirted out down my throat. It took a full five minutes to completely clean his cock and balls, and by the time I’d finished, Tanya had woken up properly and was sitting up in bed with her arm round Simon’s shoulder.

“Simon thinks….I mean, we think it would be a good idea if we made it absolutely clear what your role is for the next week. Simon thinks…,” she laughed, “We think the best way to do that is give you a very hard spanking.”

As she spoke, Simon man-handled me to the side of the bed, expertly unclipped my bra and pulled my tights and panties off. He gave my balls a gentle squeeze and couldn’t help chortling at the sight of my caged cock. Moments later I was tied spread-eagled, face down with a couple of pillows under my tummy. Simon picked up the dirty lace panties that I had been wearing all day and stuffed them into my mouth. They smelt strongly of my Wife‘s Pussy juices and Mike’s cum – a delectable combination.

Tanya started proceedings with a bamboo cane. I was used to this. She gave me 5 or 6 strokes, each harder than the previous one. The pain was intense, but I knew I could handle it. I was beginning to relax and revel in the pain and started to fantasise about Simon and his cock and the pleasure that he was going to be giving Tanya over the coming days.

“My turn,” he said.

He had pulled his belt out of the loops on his jeans and was grasping the buckle end tightly. It was a thick and heavy leather belt and I was suddenly overcome with intense fear. He was still completely naked and looked magnificent with his muscular arms and chest. Tanya was standing behind him kissing his shoulder blades and the back of his neck.

I heard her whisper in his ear, “Don’t hold back. Whip him hard and show him who’s boss.”

Then it started. After the first 3 or 4 lashes my body was rigid and trembling as I tried to cope with pain that I had never before experienced. Tears were flowing and I would have been screaming loudly if it wasn’t for the knickers stuffed in my mouth.

I tried to catch Tanya’s eyes to plead with her to get him to stop. But she was far too busy caressing Simon – she had one hand on his semi-hard cock, eyes closed, kissing his back, while she rubbed her clit with the other. Simon was obviously enjoying himself. I saw him raise his hand above his head, smile at me, and then I felt the belt brought down with maximum force against the back of my thighs. I closed my eyes and thought I was going to pass out as the blows came one after the other for I don’t know how long – on my buttocks, back, thighs and calves. I soon lost count of how many lashes Simon administered, and I wasn’t even aware of him stopping. Maybe I did pass out for a time, for the next thing I was aware of was Simon pulling the knickers from out of my mouth.

“Wake up you pathetic sissy slut. I hope you bought those stockings as commanded?”

“Yes Simon'” I gasped, “They’re in……”

Before I could finish my sentence I felt the belt come down once more on my buttocks.

“You don’t use my name. You call me ‘Master’, and your beautiful Wife, you call ‘Mistress’. You understand?”.

“Yes Master. I’m sorry. The stockings are in my briefcase next door.”

Then he was gone with Tanya and I was left alone on the bed. Soon I could hear the Shower running in the bathroom and I could hear the two of them laughing and giggling as they washed each other. Ten minutes later they came back into the bedroom. Simon looked rugged and handsome in a linen suit and tight white tee shirt. Tanya was wearing the white stockings, a white lace thong and was in the process of doing up the catch on her white satin underwired bra. She looked stunning, and I would’ve thrown myself to the floor to kiss her toes if it wasn’t for the fact I was sill tied to the bed. She chose a tight fitting grey wool dress that really suited her, went really well with the white stockings and made her look incredibly sexy. She picked out some grey leather high heels that went perfectly with the dress and as she bent down to do them up, I could clearly see her lacy stocking tops and the smooth flesh of her upper thighs. Simon saw it too and a moment later his hand was under her dress groping her buttocks as he kissed her passionately.