My Insatiable Desire! Part II

Hello again, readers. Many of you may remember my first installment of this tale about how I changed my wife from a good, naive Catholic girl to a stern, sex-crazed vixen who holds the keys to my CB-3000 chastity device. At first, I thought this was dream-relationship come true. After all, she is the love of my life and desired for her to dominate me for so long. But I've quickly realized I had signed my sexuality away in a contract that adds on a week to my chastity sentence for every orgasm I have before the end of said contract. "Part I" dealt with how I came to desiring a chastity relationship and how I turned my loving wife into the very cruel mistress of my desires. Here's how our relationship has changed since you've heard from me last.

I've been locked in this chastity for 6 months now, and have gone from a one/two-a-day masturbation habit to having just 6 orgasms in total since this contract began. My life has been turned inside out and upside down, and I believe I have come (no pun intended) to two conclusions. First, I don't believe I am strong enough to get free of this contract.

And second? I believe my wife has become unbalanced because of me and my fantasies.

This is not to say there haven't been moments of absolute ecstasy. My orgasms, though few they have been, have been the most powerful in my life. There are moments that I actually feel as though I have left my body and am floating freely above the bed, experiencing wave after wave of the most intense pleasures imaginable. The highs have been to the utmost heights.

But each of these moments has come with mostly additional weeks of waiting between sexual releases. Oh, how I've tried to trick my wife into extending my time by just one extra day, thus ending this infernal contract! Each time, she's caught on and made sure I didn't make the deadline, forcing upon me yet another orgasm before the contract's end and prolonging yet again my elongated forced chastity sentence. I even attempted rescheduling meetings at work to overlap with the end of my contract, but my wife has full access to my weekly planner and talks with my secretary frequently. Instead of my usual pre-contract ending orgasm happening mere hours ahead of schedule, she's had me come a full two days before the end of my term, thwarting yet again my escape.

As time has been added to my contract, so has additional bondage and humiliation. I am home right after work. No more time at the gym or to hang out with the guys. I workout at home now. I also no longer drink or watch sports, the latter obviously taking time away from my lovely wife. I prepare dinner for the both of us while she lounges on the couch in her beautiful nylon feet, resting from a hard day's work. Depending on her mood, I am sometimes required to where anything from a G-string and thigh-high stockings to a full-blown maids uniform with apron, headpiece and heels. As she eats at the table, I am required to be at her feet, which of course are always nyloned as per our contracted agreement. She has learned to use my weakness for nylon feet to her utmost advantage, wagging them in front of me, allowing me to nibble and suck on them, and demanding nightly foot rubs simply to keep me semi-aroused in my restrictive chastity device.

We have sex at least two or three nights a week. Or should I say, instead, that she simply "uses" me for her personal sexual pleasure on those nights. Most times, I am either locked in our stockade or my leather straightjacket while she whips and beats me and ultimately takes me with her combination strap-on/vibrator. How viciously she fucks my ass as she succumbs to wave after wave of orgasm from her vibrating butterfly. Some days after her more cruel beating and anal fucking I have gone to work feeling like a cowboy after a long ride across the plains. Neither my pleas for mercy or REAL tears have stopped her from sparing me any pain or humiliation. In fact, I believe any of my cries for leniency have only made my lovely wife even more intent on making me suffer. Worse still, I have since learned she has been taping our sessions for purposes I have yet to know why.

After my second forced orgasm, my wife has also been keeping me locked up at night in our guest bedroom. If she intends on keeping me in my chastity, the chains are usually loose and allows me to access the guest bathroom. Some nights, however, I'm put in a very stringent spread-eagle and my chastity removed so my cock can have a bit of a break. This also allows for some of the cruelest teasing sessions by my wife. As I lay helplessly, she strokes me slowly with her hands, whispering how much she loves our new relationship, how it's "what we've always wanted." She giggles as she occasionally stops and watches me dry-hump the air in a futile attempt to bring myself to orgasm. God! How these sessions drive my already heightened libido to its limits. Depending on her mood, she'll even use her mouth or nyloned feet on my swollen, sex-starved cock. She'll sit on my face and force me to eat her out for orgasm after orgasm while being careful to make sure I don't come before "I need to." How I loved how she stresses the word, "need" while teasing me.

I admit it. I'm not strong enough for this. I don't think any man is. Yet every failure continues to add more time to this absurd contract. Every move my wife has made since my first "breaking" of this crazy contract of hers has kept me continuously locked, humiliated, tortured and frustrated. I no longer have "free time". I'm either at work or at home. I am no longer allowed to have money. I must report all expenditures to my lovely wife and sign my check directly over to her. I no long "relax". I'm expected to keep the entire house cleaned, our beds made, clothes washed and folded, meals prepared, and my wife pampered and satisfied as I continuously go unsatisfied for longer and longer periods. After all, sh3e reminds me, this is "what we wanted". I say again, I'M SURE I DIDN'T WANT THIS!

Yet, every time I bring this topic up to my wife, she thinks I'm still playing my part, my "role" as her pathetic submissive. I'm convinced that, for her, the line between reality and this fantasy has become completely blurred, and I fear how seriously she is taking this new relationship of ours. "Honey," she's assured me when I try to talk with her about my concerns, "I've done everything you wanted. I'm wearing these silky nylons all the time, just for you. I let you rub and caress me feet any time you want, and even when you don't want. I even let you lick and kiss them all you want.

"And you're doing everything I've wanted. I'm so turned on all the time knowing you must have my personal permission to allow you an orgasm. Just seeing you suffer and cry, pleading for release from our contract drives me absolutely horny! God, how you know what makes me so hot and so wet!"

"But Hon... " I began.

"Mistress!" She hissed and slapped my face.

"Mmmm-Mistress," I corrected and continued in a less stern voice, knowing how mean she has gotten in the past if I spoke out of place, "I don't think I'm strong enough. I can't do it. I can't stop having an orgasm before this contract is up, especially when your intentions are to make sure I never do." I began to cry and looked away, "You win. You win. Now please, just let me go. Please let me out of this contract."

"God, you make me so horny!" She breathed, grabbing her jeans and pulling them down to her ankles, exposing her wet, hot snatch. "Eat me now, you pathetic bitch!"

I spent the next hour giving her multiple orgasms with my tongue. She spent the final twenty minutes stroking my hair and smiling while she watched me licking her softly. When she had enough, she gently had me move as she pulled on her pants again. Snuggling close, she began kissing my neck and whispering in my ear. "How I love you. You are everything to me. And I'm NEVER letting you go."

I looked into those beautiful, once innocent eyes, not sure what I was seeing. Was this a fantasy gone completely overboard? I warned you readers to be careful what you wish for and with whom you share these insatiable desires of yours.

I need to get free from this contract. Free from my wife, and very soon...

To be continued.

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