Cuckolded, Again

My wife started dominating me soon after we met. Lisa is a couple of years older and when we met much more experienced than I was. She took the lead in our relationship introduced me to the kinkier side of life. I was happy to let her do so. She soon found out that I had a need to be dominated and I would do just about anything for her - and she made good use of her discovery. In no time I was her devoted little slave. It was, and still is, a great relationship and works very well for us.

At first she made sure I would do the things that she liked such as giving her long massages, foot rubs and making sure that her pleasures were taken care of first. If she liked what I was doing I was allowed to make love to her; but always slowly, the way that she wanted. If I didn't come up to her standards, in performance or attitude she would perhaps only give me a hand job or make me whack off in front of her.

Once after I had earned only a hand job she told me as she stroked me, "Look, it's entirely up to you what your get. If you can't do it right, well, I'll just not give you what you want. Today you only get this unsatisfying hand job. Or is this what you want?" Her hand's pumping noticeably slackened.

"No, this isn't what I want. I want to make love to you," I said quickly.

"Not tonight, you didn't have the right attitude. The back rub was good, but I felt you were distracted and you weren't at all interested in me. You didn't care at all about my day or what I did." I protested that I was very interested in her day. "It's no good saying it now, silly. You missed your chance to get into my twat tonight, at least with this cock of yours. Your tongue will probably make it, but not your cock."

Her hand migrated to the back of my neck and played with the sensitive area of my nape and my cock bounced at the added erotic sensations. "You like that? I bet you do." I reached out to hug Lisa and she told me to put my hand down and be still. "I don't want you moving too much. I just want to do the work for you to be still. Again her hand did its slow work on my cock, but I couldn't quite keep entirely still.

"You need restraining. I have just the thing for you." Lisa pulled out a pair of thumb cuffs from her bag and had me sit with my back to her. "Put your hands in back of you and stick your thumbs out." They snapped on like miniature handcuffs and a little, yet strong little chain connected to two cuffs. "When I saw these I thought of you." It was maddening to be so completely helpless and by such a small restraint. After the thumcuffs went on she started pumping my meat again. "I got these for you today. I think they're cute. I'm going to keep them with me always and when your bad or I need you restrained I'm going to slip these on you so you can be controlled. I think I'll use these a lot on you. You always need correcting. You don't mind me doing that?"

My answer did not come out fast enough, because Lisa stopped manipulating me and said, "There you go again, being bad." She signed and flicked the head off my cock. "I don't know if you deserve to cum tonight. Maybe we should wait until your more receptive to me."

"Yes.I mean I don't mind you cuffing me. Please do." She leaned over and kissed me and said that she was happy that I saw things her way. "That's good, because your going to be restrained a lot in the future."

Lisa said as she reached under my cock and took one of my nuts into a five fingered pinch and squeezed until it was just a little uncomfortable. She rolled it around in her fingers then grabbed my other nut and did the same. "These are so delicate and just a little more pressure, like this." She squeezed just enough to cross the threshold from pleasure to pain. "Like this, makes all the difference. But you don't mind? Do you?"

"No."

"Just no?" Lisa squeezed a little more.

"No, mistress."

"That's so much better." She let go of my nuts and took my chin in her hand and then looked into my eyes. "You do know that I have you now?"

"Yes, I do."

"I'm glad we understand one another." Her hand returned to pumping me and in no time I had ejaculated.

Over the next few months Lisa exerted more and more control over me. And I loved it. Once she and I knew that she needed me to dominate and I needed her to dominate me we fell in love. She devised more and more creative methods to train me and I was always eager for her to come up with more. True to her word, Lisa did use the thumb cuffs, often. If I didn't please her or let my mind wander they were out in no time and I was given an appropriate punishment.

Lisa was soon setting conditions that I had to meet before I was allowed to things I wanted. I had to make sure that her apartment was cleaned, and cleaned well, because Lisa doesn't like any dirt or mess. I had to make sure her clothes washed, ironed and put away correctly. I had to lick her cunny just the right way. My rewards were when I was really good to make love to her. But the she always made it clear what tasks had to be absolutely completed and by when before I was allowed to approach her.

One day after she had made me whack off in front of her she asked me if I masturbated. "I don't think you had as much spunk as you usually do. Did you beat yourself?" I admitted that I had. "That's going to end. You don't do that unless I give permission. If you aren't always horny and unsatisfied your behavior will lapse and then.. chaos! And just to let you know I won't give permission often. And I have just the thing for you in mind." That's when she ordered a chastity belt for me.

I still wear it today. It's a metal tube that curves over my cock and is attached to a collar around my balls. When Lisa presented it to me she locked it on and told me that she will be looking at it daily to make sure there is no tampering with the device. "I'm the only one who takes this off," she said sternly as she threaded the keys onto her necklace. "I'm going to check and make sure that you are wearing this at all times now. So don't even think about taking it off!" Lisa toyed with it, testing to see how snug and secure it was. She smiled. She was pleased with her choice.

"From now on I'll have you on a schedule - you can't be allow to spunk just at any time you like. That's very disrespectful of me. Maybe, once a week or maybe every two weeks."

I wanted her more and said so. "Well, that thing between your legs, really doesn't interest me that much. It's rather tiny compared to some of the others that I've had. You just aren't able to fill me very well." My cock wasn't large enough and I didn't have the moves right. That was hurtful and she saw that. She buoyed my spirits a little by saying, "Don't think you're not sexy to me. You are! Very much so. It's your obedience that I love. Not just any man can give himself to me like you do. And that's just wonderful. Oh, and your oral sex is really good. The best. You've come a long way. But your cock just doesn't do it for me."

From that day on I have been on Lisa's schedule. Which is really whenever she thinks I should cum. It has been as long as three months, sometimes. I am forbidden to ask for a release - if I do ask I will get at least another week of chastity for my pains. When my Mistress remembers she mostly gives me a hand job or makes me beat myself.

Lisa on the other hand get a good licking every day sometimes two or three days a week and has a drawer full of toys that she has me use on her. She cums as least fifteen sometimes twenty times a week.

After a couple of years Lisa decided she wanted to get married. While she didn't necessarily approve entirely of marriage it was the only way that she could completely make me into her loving slave. "I will of course be the head of the house, I will have everything in my name, the bank accounts will be in my name, cars, too. And the house of course."

I carried on with my career by day, making money and then coming home at night giving it to my Mistress. But we got closer in our way. She and I were very happy together.

Then one evening right after I got home from work my wife told me to get onto the bed and lay spread eagled so she could tie me down. "I have some special restraints that I want to use on you. They are very secure." Thinking that I was going to have my first cum in three and a half weeks I eagerly complied. After my arms and legs were tied she sat on the bed and rubbed her hands over my body making me stiffen inside my belt.

"I've made a decision to have a child, honey."

"That's great. I've been thinking that we should have one." I was hoping that Lisa was going to get on top and ride me - it would have been the first time in a long time. I couldn't wait to feel her creamy twat. I had missed it so much. But she just sat there and stopped moving her hand over me.

She looked at me with her raised eyebrows and smiled at me. I knew right away that she wasn't considering me to be the father. "I think that I need to explain, dear. I don't intend to have your genetic material mix with mine." She explained her reasons. "I don't want my children be.masochistic like you. I want the biological father to be more like me so I can get the best chance of passing on traits like mine." I must have looked hurt, because she continued. "It's all right, honey. It's really for the best." She leaned down and kissed my tears away. "None of this crying."

I protested that I was a successful man; I was making money and had a great future. "Haven't I done well by you?"

"Yes, but I don't want your personality traits in my children." She stopped. "I know that must hurt, but it's true." She stood up. "Now, I've already chosen who it is and you'll be happy to know he looks not that dissimilar from you. Same general body build, same color hair and he's agreed not to interfere with our lives. He's just going to make me preggers and then fade away. I don't plan on making it known that I was knocked up by him. Everyone will think that the baby is yours."

I was hoping I could talk her out of it. I would be a good father and I was dependent on her because I chose to be, not because I had to be. Then she said she had to get ready or be late for her date.

"You're going tonight?"

"Yes, that's why you're staked out. I don't want you following or finding out who the man is. Besides that's not important for you. What is important is that he's smart, health, has a high I.Q. and is very `macho," so to speak. I have planned everything out. I'm at my most fertile point in my cycle, I've arranged the hotel and the man and I'm going to go ahead and do this."

"But I have to take care of you." She gagged me so I couldn't call out. She also checked the restraints to make sure that they were taught and I wouldn't be able to get out of my predicament.

Lisa then took a shower and got dressed, making sure that she took care to looks as sexy as possible all over. She picked out her most seductive frilly under things and held them up for me to see. She asked my opinion. "Do you think I should wear crotch less panties, or would that look cheap? Maybe I shouldn't wear undies at all, after all, I'm just going to take them off in a few minutes after getting to the hotel." In the end she decided just to wear her sexiest dress, a little black number with a plunging neckline at accentuated her ample bosom and thigh-high dark flesh tone stockings with a delicate pattern hiked up with a garter belt. After she had completed her hair, nails and toenails she looked marvelous. I so wanted to screw her.

"I'm probably going to be late -- well after midnight. So go ahead and get some sleep." She covered me up with a blanket and before she left kissed me on the forehead. "Really, this is for the best." She turned out the light and without looking back left.

As I lay there the hours crawled by and I was wondering what was happening to my wife. I imagined her being done by some young stud that went into her and spent himself after wildly bucking Lisa. My imagination made my prick hard and it hurt inside my tube. It was agony.

It was sometime after one o'clock in the morning when Lisa returned. She was smiling in her afterglow. She had that look of total satisfaction on her face. She looked like she had been royally fucked and had loved every minute of it. Her hair was mussed and she wasn't wearing her stockings anymore -- I later learned she had given these to the man as a souvenir of his conquest. She come over me and leaned over me. "I was done very well tonight, love." She crawled next to me and snuggled with me. I could smell the sex that she had that night. She smiled and then said. "And I have a feeling that in nine months we will have a new member of the family."

She said that when she had contacted the man that she requested that he refrain from cumming for a week. "That way he'd have a really good sperm load when he gushed inside of me." She smiled and giggled and then said, "And did he gush. It was amazing the amount of sperm that he pumped out. I made sure that as much of it stayed in me as possible." She said also that she had lain down with her legs in the air to bathe her cervix in the sperm. "I also had him bring me to orgasm after orgasm in this position so I would pick up more or his sperm."

"And now some of it is swimming to my egg." She undid my gag and kissed me full on the lips. I couldn't help but tongue inside my wife's mouth.

"I know this is difficult for you," she said. "I'll make it up to you, somehow." She deepened her kiss. "So, are you still my little slave?" Lisa asked.

My love for Lisa is unbounded. So what if it wouldn't be my kid. I love her. "Of course, Mistress."

"Good, then my little slave can clean my twat." She turned around and straddled my face. In no time the man's cum that had filled my wife's twat came dripping down into my face, as she got wet. As I was busy on her cunt she reached down between my legs and unloosed me from my tube. Soon her mouth was working my cock over. It was no time before I shot my load into her mouth.

Sure enough Lisa got pregnant and her belly grew over nine months and she gave birth to a little girl. Even though she wasn't mine biologically I made up my mind to be her father. Over the next few months our new addition Evelyn became the center of my life. Lisa was less domineering and our family life was becoming what most people would call more normal. I was still wearing a chastity belt and Lisa was indisputably the "Boss" we were more in love, I think, more than ever. There was a real tenderness between Lisa and me. She wouldn't let me screw her, but she was give me more releases and even sucking me off, more often.

Then one night she asked me if I was feeling horny. I said, "Yes!"

"Well, I'm going to give you a treat. I'm going to let you mount me." She said.

"What! Why.I mean what for?"

"Remember that night when I got pregnant? Well, I did say I would make it up to you. Well, that's what I'm going to do, tonight. And you don't have to get tied up or anything. Just hop on and fuck me for all it's worth."

I was so nervous that I was stumbling and bumbling around and was afraid I wasn't going to get my cock to stand long enough to do Lisa, but in the end I did mount her - the first time in five and a half years. It felt wonderful. She laid back and wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her. I was doing her and getting closer and closer to spunking. Finally, I reached my peak and blasted my shot into her. I collapsed on top of her and caught my breath. After I had managed to get some air back into my lungs I started kissing her.

"Aren't you afraid I might get you pregnant?" I said, more teasingly than anything.

"No." She said. "We don't have to worry about that. I'm already pregnant." She caught my eye and smiled. "I'm going to have another baby. It's already in the oven." She giggled a little. "So there's no more room for one of yours." She was nearly laughing and then controlled her self and kissed me. She apologized as I deflated inside of her.

"Evelyn is such a beautiful baby and I want her to have siblings. A few weeks ago I called my sperm donor, asked him to get me pregnant, again. He said yes, so when I was fertile I went over and he did me. And viola - a new baby is on the way." She smiled. "And that's a good thing for you." She looked at me. "Don't you want to know why?"

"Sure, I do."

"Well, I've decided because you have been such a good father to my children that as long as I am pregnant you can fuck me, as much as you want. And then, when I have my next child by another man, and I'm safe from getting pregnant from you - I'll let you fuck me then, too." Lisa hugged me and kissed my cheek. "Doesn't this make you happy."

"Actually, it does." I might not be able to have children with my wife but she was now letting me fuck her. "So I can fuck you again right now?"

"Yes, but first, I need you to go down to the basement and get that box of maternity clothes. I'd like for you to go ahead and get those unpacked, so hop to. After that's done, you can come back to bed. If I'm up you can do me one more time tonight."

Oh well, cuckolded again.

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