Ouch.

It was Friday night, and Steve was standing next to his marital bed.

He was standing up straight with his legs together, as ordered, and on his feet, he wore two white stilettos, which fit him perfectly. He was otherwise dressed in what could be described as a maid's outfit. Under the short frilly skirt, he was wearing a pair of women's panties, a thong to be exact, which had been worn during the day by his wife. His profoundly aroused penis strained against the confines of a pink plastic chastity belt, gently throbbing with sexual frustration.

On his hands he wore gloves - white and elbow-length, they fitted the dress nicely - and in these he held a large tray before him. On the tray there lay a variety of objects - lubricant, a selection of dildos, anal beads, and a small key.

His face was red and sweaty, and he was staring straight in front of him at the wall. He was standing facing the bed. On the bed there lay another man on his back, and on top of him, facing away from him, lay Steve's wife, who was bouncing up and down on his cock.

Steve couldn't resist any longer, he would try asking again.

"Permission to look Mistress!" he blurted out.

"E...eyes ..mhm.. Forward!" Replied Mia, in between moans.

Steve bit his lip, and his penis twitched as Mia let out a high pitched "OOH!" sound.

Mia's large tits bounced up and down as she rode, while Mick, the man whose cock she was riding, held her arms at the elbows, laying back as he savoured the sensation of her tight creamy cunt.

Steve had never seen Mick fuck his wife before, he was her new bull, and he had heard much about him.

After a few different positions, including a sixty nine with Mick on top, with some beautiful gargling and choking sounds as he fucked her mouth, as well as some fun with the dildos and anal beads, Mia finally granted Steve permission to look at them while they were fucking, the last few words being muffled, as Mick stuck his cock her in her mouth.

Steve greedily took in the sight.

Mia sucked on his cock with hunger, her tongue flicking about as she held him in her tight lips, with the slobber overflowing through the sides and down to his balls, which Mia then went to lick clean. Steve bit his lip again, as the ache in his trapped little penis grew to unbearable heights.

He examined Mick's cock. From what he could tell it wasn't significantly longer than his own, but in terms of girth the difference was huge - he had never seen a thicker cock. The detail that made him particularly jealous though, was the fact that the head was so huge and bulbous. Steve had always had a problem with the thin and unimpressive look of the ending of his appendage.

The difference was underscored by the fact that they were both uncut, and while Steve's foreskin covered almost the whole of the head of his penis when erect, Mick's he noted, did not. It looked as if it could barely contain the bulging glans.

Mick had enough of the blowjob, and he grabbed Mia by the waist, turning her over onto her hands and knees in order to fuck her gorgeous pussy from behind.

He guided his thick cock inside her, and began fucking away again - without heed, without stopping - his proud thick cock ploughing its way in and out of Mia's tight pussy will all its might.

Steve's own penis was a funny sight in comparison.

A stream of precum was now steadily flowing from its tip as it struggled against the confines of the chastity cage, bulging, shiny and purple, as if desperately trying to break free of its own accord.

But it was to no avail, it had been locked away for a week without even being released, and hadn't squirted for over a month. As for that which it now saw before it, well; no pussy juices had moistened the surface of his cock for over a year. Nor would they anytime soon. The pleasures of pussy were in the past for his poor little penis. It had been fully pussy-free for 14 months now, and more were sure to follow.

As he watched entranced, the contrast between him and Mick in every aspect of their sexual prowess, freedom, and status made itself fully apparent, and a strong surge of jealousy and arousal flowed into Steve's frustrated prick. It made itself especially apparent in rare moments like now, when he was not only allowed to watch, but had a full graphic view of penetration. His fetish was all the more enhanced by the very real tinge of regret he sometimes felt at letting it come this far.

Mia squealed with pleasure as Mick's cock stretched her wider than her husbands ever could.

As it had been she probably wouldn't have minded fucking Steve for the rest of her life, but there was no way that was happening after what had been had revealed to her in their cuckolding adventures.

The first time she took a superior lover into her bed she almost couldn't believe the difference. And now, after getting quite used to being stretched to a far more pleasurable degree for a far more pleasurable duration of time by a lover who was far more skilled than her husband, being fucked by the latter was an underwhelming experience to say the least.

It had been particularly noticeable in the early stages of their journey, before Steve's access to her pussy had gradually diminished to nought. On many occasions of their early sessions, after she had received a good fucking by one of her lovers, Steve would eagerly slide in himself. He would be so horny that he would cum almost immediately, and to Mia, the experience was more like being tickled than pleasured anyway.

The first time it happened she almost had to stop herself from laughing, happy as she was to be reclaimed by her love, and she did love Steve. Even now, they would still always cuddle after sessions, but over time it had become quite apparent that Steve's cock being inside her was quite unnecessary, for her at least.

Steve was transfixed. He watched as Mick drew his entire cock out of Mia's swollen pussy before plunging it in again... Imagine how it must feel, his cock throbbed and ached in the unbearably tight cage. If only he could be free, just for a minute, just for a second...

"Mistress!.." he squeaked.

Mia's face was buried in the bed, mouth open, and eyes closed in an expression of undiluted sexual ecstasy.

"Mistress!" he repeated.

She opened her eyes, and smiled, before closing them again and letting out a deep hoarse moan.

"Please can I be unlocked!"

"N-No... mmmh-w-way."

"I don't want to cum, I just want to be unlocked, just for a bit, pleeeeaseee, I beg yooouuu, I'll do anything, anythiiing!"

Mia signalled to Mick to stop, putting her hand on his thigh.

Breathless, she replied. "Shut up! How dare you speak without asking permission!"

"S-Sorr..." Steve started to reply

"-Shut up!..." Said Mia. "...now, you said you'll do anything?"

"ANYTHING! PLEASE Mistress please!"

"Hmm...I think you need to be punished, for interrupting."

She thought for a while, before whispering something in Mick's ear, to which he shrugged, and nodded, before slowly moving over to Steve, and whispering softly in his.

Steve's eyes bulged at the thought. His mind went through a roller coaster. No, he couldn't do that!

"B-but!..."

"Thought not." said Mia, "no unlocking for you...and we can add another two months without orgasm in that case..."

"N-No, OKAY okay, please unlock me, I agree.." The thought of remaining locked was unbearable.

"Good bitch." Mia smiled.

She lifted the key from the tray, and got to work.

"My my, what a sight..." She remarked.

Steve's penis was now a reddish purple, and absolutely soaking in precum. She removed the cage and it immediately sprang to attention. He felt light-headed as the blood rushed forward and the familiar sensation of being erect returned.

It was absolutely entrancing, after a full week of being locked it felt almost wrong, it jutted out, eager, throbbing and desperate. It was far more frustrating now than when he had been locked and contained, his plan had back-fired spectacularly. It was now free to be touched, to be pleased. It cried out for stimulation, for release. It was all Steve could do not to let the tray go and wank himself silly. The urge was utter, and overwhelming.

Mia gave him a kiss on the cheek and returned to the bed. If Steve had thought that it couldn't get any worse, he had been wrong. The sight of Mick's cock receiving pleasure now filled him with feelings he couldn't believe.

Steve's penis seemed to grow harder every minute, as if desperately trying to reach Mia's pussy. It peeped out from under his skirt in a comical fashion.

"FUUUUCK!". Squealed Mia as she came on Mick's cock for the fourth time, her eyes rolling back as she did so.

Mick grunted as his balls began to contract, and the cum started to surge. With a grunt he sunk his cock inside right up to his balls as he filled Mia's pussy with cum.

They lay holding each other for a while.

Steve stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but just exactly how fucking oh my god wonderful that must have felt.

"Clean up time, bitch!"

Her words broke him out of his trance, eagerly he dashed forwards to bury his face in her cunt.

After licking her to another orgasm, Mia pushed his head away.

"Now...for your punishment."

Then he remembered.

Mick was sitting on the edge of a bed with a smirk.

"Over Mick's lap, 50 hard ones, I think. If he isn't crying by then, we'll add more."

Ouch.