Cuckold Hubby 10
The rest of the day proceeded relatively normally, but when evening
approached, I was informed that my wife had a dinner date with Lars,
and that I was not invited, though “if I behaved myself, one day I might
be!” A pang of jealously ran through me, but then the thought occured to me
that with Moira out of the room, I could at least wank myself off if I
wanted to. I could always put the panti-girdle back on afterwards, I told
myself, and Moira wouldn’t know anything about it. Unfortunately Moira
seemed to have the same thought. After a snack and being ordered to relieve
myself, Moira left for her date with Lars, having first got my
agreement to my wrists being manacled in front of me with my own thin
leather belt. It was quite comfortable, except that I had to flex my wrists
every few minutes to keep the blood flowing to my hands and avoid a bad case
of pins and needles. Although my hands were tied at my front, my prick was
firmly folded away behind me, and I found I couldn’t stimulate it at all, no
matter how hard I stretched my fingers! She had done it! I was in a crude
form of chastity belt. It was 100% effective, and I was entirely dependent
upon my wife for my release. I supposed that in an emergency I might be able
to work the leather over a knife, but if I cut the belt Moira would discover
my crime. I was caught.
As the hours passed I could not help but imagine Moira’s romantic evening.
Sometimes as I grew excited visualising Lars’s renewed seduction of my
wife I felt I was almost cuming, but it was impossible. The panti-girdle
held my cock under lock and key, and a pathetic semi-erection was the best I
could manage. I could rub my frustrated knob through the girdle on the edge
of a table or other object, but I couldn’t get enough friction to really
pleasure myself. I had felt sorry for myself having to wank into my wife’s
knickers on my own honeymoon to gain relief; now I couldn’t even do that!
Lars would be shafting Moira before long I knew, pumping as much spunk
into another man’s wife as he cared to, making her orgasm again and again on
his massive latin cock, whilst I couldn’t even give myself a hand-job any
more. For a short time I cried, but I felt I loved Moira more than ever, and
she had hinted that she’d give me some sexual relief at some stage, hadn’t she?
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February 20th, 2008 at 10:33 am
This message is for the male cryptically known as Severin’s Ghost, the writer of Cuckold Hubby. Too bad we aren’t able to communicate directly, as yet, anyway. My name is Teresa, and I wanted you to know I enjoy reading such lively stories: those that emphasize FEMALE over male situations. I am an assistant to a very successful professional domina/writer. Her name is Dr. Jane Foxx. She is the author of two stories also posted at this site: the first is “Cocky Rocky”, and the other is “Dazzled and Deceived By Donna Dupree”. Like your tales, what makes these stories unique is that they are based upon fact.
FYI, currently, Dr. Foxx and I are aware at least two men in our local area that find themselves in the same type of situation. That is, - they are being cuckolded. (Is there such a word?) Based upon our information, we tend to believe this is a more common occurance in society than the average person would ever believe. We have copious documentation in our files to prove such an assertion.
Jane, who is an extremely knowledgeable, dominant lady, had these comments after reading your posted composition:
“The story is very well done. It appears the writer is English, rather than from this side of the pond”.
Also, she noted the name Moira reminded us of the beautiful British actress/ballerina, Moira Shearer, who starred in an English movie we recently on TV saw called “The Red Shoes”. Did you see it? If so, you certainly could never forget Moira’s enchanting good looks, nor her flaming red hair.
Now, what we’d like you to do is read Jane’s two posted stories, and give us your honest opinion of both. Also, if you feel so inclined, you may contact Jane and me directly through the address posted at the end of both stories. We’d truly enjoy hearing from a submissive like you, and perhaps you’ll tell us even more details of your present situation. We think it’s extremely humorous to read such authentic accounts.
Hoping that you will dazzle us, Teresa Teasdale.