Playing with Fire Pt. 05

"Do you really want me to stop trying to fuck her, and do you think she really meant for you to stop us from meeting again," he asked.

I told him about the medication that enhanced her fertility and her libido. I told him about the morning after pill. I told him she felt horrible about what happened, and how it went so far to have me tattooed and caged.

"You are still caged and it's hard to believe she didn't mean everything she said that night. Did she even offer to remove your cage yet," he questioned. He then asked me, "Do you want me to stop, and if so do you want me to listen to you?"

"She wants you to stop, and I think its best we stop before this goes too far," I answered.

"You never answered my question: Do you want me to listen to you, and do you still want me to be in control," he said as a trail of pre cum rolled down his hard shaft.

"She wanted me to be her cuckold when she asked me to get this tattoo, and she would prefer if I listened to her," I begged.

"Do you want to be my cuckold, and do you want me to make her mine? I think you still want me to fuck your wife, and I would prefer you knew I was," he said as his cock dripped on the floor.

The man that I just witnessed completely having my wife from body to womb had built so much authority and power over me as I laid before him that it overpowered all my reason. "Yes I want you to continue to cuckold me, and while I would beg you later to stop I want you to humiliate me. I got this tattoo because I wanted it, and the cage is still on because neither the wife nor I discussed taking it off. My wife asked for you to delete those pictures, but she offered you to keep a few. I want you to take her on your own power," I had never taken my eyes off his throbbing cock as my words grew in furvor.

"Would you convince her that I should be her long term lover, and would you admit why you want me to be your bull, "he asked.

"We both love my wife and I know you're the other man for her, and she admitted to liking you for a while. I forgave her because she did something I wanted her to do, and was too nervous to thank her for doing it. I would stay in my cage and swear that it's what I wanted. She knows I tasted your cum from her pussy the morning after you fucked her, but I would be willing to go much farther for her if it pleased her. I would rather people know I am a cuckold then not live like one."

"My cock fucked your wife; show me how a cuckold thanks his bull;" he said slowly.

I crawled forward and never took my eyes off his cock. I savored it and felt the shame of sucking the dick of a much more dominate man. As I sucked I moaned in passion at my disgrace, and fell entirely in love with my submission. It was only a short time after me passionately giving myself to his pleasure that he pulled my hair back so that I would open my eyes to look up at him. He still had his phone in his hand and he wasn't taking pictures. He was recording again.

"I am going to cum and I want to give you the chance to look away," he said. I could feel his cock starting to pulse and never considered looking away. As he began to fill my mouth with a seed that was starting to became more familiar in taste I held onto his hips and swallowed every drop. After he came he stepped back and asked me another question. "Why did you suck my dick?"

"I wanted to do what you told me," I whispered.

"Get your phone and call your wife right now," he said. I am picking her up from work for you and you're going to tell her I need to speak to her.

"What! What are you going to say? It might not be a good time to talk with her right now," I panicked.

"You just told me minutes ago that you wanted me to keep forcing the issue and I am doing that right now. I am going to tell your wife that not only do I want to keep the pictures, but I would like to see her again passionately," he said while now holding out my phone for me to take.

"What should I say to her so that she doesn't go completely crazy when I tell her your coming? She sent me here to stop what's going on, and not encourage it."

"You decide for yourself what should be said. If you don't help me right now I swear to god ill make your life a slow nightmare with the pictures I have of you," he said sternly. I was still in my cage and still left in a state of unfinished lust that had me very compliant to his demands.

I took the phone from his hand and called my wife. I explained to her that I was still at work and that I would be a bit longer. I told her about how he didn't want to delete any of the pictures, or the video until he speaks to her. I explained that I saw both the pictures, and the video of events that appeared different then what she described. She gasped when she knew I seen the video, and waited for me to continue. I told her he feels horrible and doesn't like how our friendship will be hurt by what happened, and would like to talk it over with her. She questioned why I would want her alone with him after seeing the video and what happened. I told her I was at work and it was hard to talk, but that I trusted her to do the right thing. She agreed it was best if she told him what was best for all of us.

After I hung up I asked him again what he had planned to say to her. She was not expecting him to come onto her at this point.

He then demanded," You will not leave my house for home for at least one hour, and I am not sure what I will say yet. I want to be able to see how she responds to me before I give up on this," he said as he prepared to walk out the door.

I sat around his house for no longer then one hour after he left. I felt the anxiety of wondering what they might be talking about. I drove directly home and pulled into my drive way with his car still parked in it. I walked into the house and found them sitting together on the living room coach waiting for me to enter.

As I entered the room they asked me to take a seat in the chair across from them. I could see that my wife was flushed and looked confused. He looked serious and could not look up at me, but instead looked at either her or the floor. I had no idea how she reacted to anything he said yet because I had no idea what he may have told her.

I broke the silence. "Should this be awkward or are we getting past that point now," I joked. Neither of their faces changed and neither person laughed.

"He told me, and he showed me," she said interrupting the silence. "He told me how it was you, and always you encouraging him to pursue me. I tried to tell him it was only a fantasy and something we took too far, but he told me I was wrong. I didn't want to believe him that you were so deep into being submissive to him in particular, but he knows everything. At first when he told me about your plan last weekend to have him appear, and then have you leave it sounded forgivable. He knows about your tattoo and cage, but that is forgivable too. When he showed me the video of you sucking his dick and admitting how badly you want to see me with him it was jaw dropping," she said with angry tears. "Only reason why I don't leave you right now is because it isn't any worse then what I have been doing, and what I wanted for myself in that video you seen."

He interrupted defensively, "I have been teased by both of you for far too long. The truth is I have been fucking your wife for over a year now, but wanted her to tell you," he said looking at her sternly. "That night was meant to be a soft beginning to our relationship and make it look like your decision. I checked your internet history after fucking your wife one day and found your online profile. I made the move to blackmail you into your discrete fantasy. We all knew you were sitting in my house when we finally agreed to stop using condoms that night," he said never taking his eyes off her.

"It's true I started sleeping with him after you showed him my pictures. You made it so easy by making him interested in me, and I liked the attention. You would talk about me being with other men and he was the man you setup for me when you invited him into our home after showing him my pictures. Yes he came onto me first, but you made it so easy for him. You only seemed excited when talking about me being with other guys, and I started only getting excited when thinking about being with other guys. I wanted to go back the way it was and possibly stop cheating on you all together, but then he showed me how much influence he made on you in a short time," she said disappointed.

I couldn't speak. I was already a cuckold and I didn't know. The secret was that she didn't want him to tell me what she was doing. She had been cheating all along in a way that would have been a fantasy if it weren't real. I searched for the words, but nothing came.

He slid a comforting hand to her as she looked to be trembling. "You wanted this and begged for it," he said. "I had to prove to her how bad you really wanted it, because even in the end she thought you would change your mind. I also think she doubted how much I wanted her for myself, but I think certain friends of ours are getting a good idea now," he said looking at her to continue.

"I had to tell someone after originally sleeping with him, and I told my best friend. She tried to confront me with other good friends recently, but I told them about the cuckold lifestyle and told them to butt out," she looked annoyed at her lover as if to say it wasn't the time to mention that part.

"I wanted tonight to be the night we told you the truth about what we have been doing, and I want you to know you got your wish to be a cuckold. I want her to make up her mind and bring this cuckold thing out in the open because I don't want to hide it anymore. I have already been your wife's lover for months, but now want more. That cage is still on you because I asked for it to be there. The reason it didn't come off is because I have the key," he said holding a key he lifted from his pocket. "The tattoo you have was your idea, but was told to her by me. You sucking my dick and telling me how you wanted me to humiliate you was for my satisfaction when I would eventually get to break the news to her."

"What does this all mean," I asked. "Why not just tell me and continue to see each other, and why go through all the trouble when I was accepting to you being with her?"

"He wants me to himself, and I was not sure if I could go through with it," she admitted. "I want him as a lover and in truth I feel for him, but I didn't want to end all sexual relations with you."

"This isn't even fair. We discussed having a cuckold experience and you went from cheating to considering leaving. I never asked for this; if we were honest from the start this could have been different," I whined.

"You want a cuckold experience I would be happy to give you one. Unlike you I want to fuck her, and I'll be happy to fuck her with you watching and even crying if you want," he said looking at her. "Give him what he wants. Let him see what he created."

As my wife tried to rebuttal he grabbed her and kissed her deeply. She tried to look at me in a sideways glance, but he reached up and grabbed her by the hair to focus on him. After a long period of kissing he pulled her back but never stopped looking directly into her eyes, "Remove your clothes cuckold. I want her to see the new you." I was in a tortured dream, but removing my clothes and standing in only my cage as I watched them created that burning fever deep down inside of me. I lived for this moment of disgrace and it's finally here.

After removing my clothes he directed there kissing in my direction. She saw me with my strangled 2 inch cock trapped in its cage with its tattooed sign above its short shaft.

"Even now he obeys me, and submits to you wanting me. You want him to be a man, but look how easy I made him into my boy," he cooed into her ear.

The sight of me and his control of the situation had started to seduce her. Her eyes rolled back before closing, and then she slid from the coach and onto the floor. She placed her face down on his lap over his cock still in his pants as he was seated with his legs open wide looking at me with satisfaction. She was feeling his large lump through his pants and looked like she wanted to lower his zipper with her teeth. "Go get my camera and start recording. I want us to have a copy of the night I finally took her from you."

I reached for the phone I came to recognize and tried to start recording. He interrupted and asked for the phone from me. As he started recording he asked me to undress her. She was still enthralled on his lap and looking to be waiting for direction. She was attempting to maintain control, but each additional command drove her farther over the edge. He then demanded, "Help her remove her clothes for me cuckold."

I began to slide her dress up her frame. I undid the buttons at the top, and hiked the dress up over her shoulders. As her white and feminine body was being revealed she moved her head up so that the dress could be torn away. I went to remove her lingerie but only found a bra; her panties were already removed. He laughed and admitted to helping her from her panties earlier on the drive home, and that they are currently on his rear view mirror. He told me he had her ready to fuck him before I arrived, but told her she needed to tell me the truth before he did. I then removed her bra, before he asked me to get the black marker I had previously used on myself when signing his name onto my ass.

"She told you to wash my name off your ass, and to get that tattoo. The name was supposed to stay, but she wanted to keep control of us both. I want you to sign my name on her ass so she knows who is in real control here, "he said. He then grabbed her by the hair and lifted her face from his lap. He then undid his pants too allow his bulging cock to spring loose. It was standing rigid and straight up towards her face. "Sign my name on her ass so that she will know exactly who is in control here. Show her that she no longer needs to feel like she is cheating. Sign her ass over to me." He looked down at her and smiled an evil smile.

"I thought you would never go this far. He is jealous and doesn't want to share me. I have tried to remain in control to protect us, but he wants me as weak and submissive as you. It's dangerous if you want me this way" she panted while staring down onto his shaft.

The touch of the marker on her white backside made her moan in passion, and she would have screamed if his dick was not instantly deep into her mouth. She offered no resistance to scribing his name in large black letters. For the first time I realized my wife was capable of losing control and submitting to his dominance just as easy as I was. I hand delivered her surrender to him.

He then looked down at her and motioned for her to stop sucking before saying, "We are going to live out your fantasies tonight, and we all know our new roles." He then looked to me and asked, "Do you want me to use a condom this time, or are you ready to be dangerous?"

"This is the first time can we start slow, but I admit I would rather no condom as well," I said nervously.

He laughed and didn't mind at all, but being in a hurry he lifted her from the ground and carried her to our room. He lowered her to the bed and went in search of a condom. My wife directed him to a small drawer she hid the remaining unused condoms from before. As he was looking and preparing I laid next to my wife so that I would have a great view. I also noticed he setup his phone to record from the distant dresser. What was happening excited her so much she was gyrating on a pillow in anticipation. My response was to lower my head and offer her some foreplay. I positioned myself between her wet and waiting legs and began to lick. I licked her hot pussy and tasted her need for him again. I was unsure why she ever considered not seeing him again because I never tasted her so ready for cock.

As I was licking her I saw his great white dick approach. It was wrapped in protection, but it didn't hide its powerful look. He motioned her to sit-up and bend over the end of the bed. I was about to back away, but he motioned for me to remain below her. We all knew what he was doing. He wanted me to be below her while he took her from behind. "Smile for the camera cuckold, this kind of stuff goes viral," he laughed. As I looked back I could see his rigid form coming, and the camera looking directly at me has he passed above me.

I was laying there looking up as the tip of his cock was resting just inside the folds of her pussy lips. She was now lost in the moment and bent over and wanting him to push farther. Her hand was resting on my cage and her cheek at times touched it.

As he slowly teased her and gave me the view of what is to come he asked me loudly. "Do you like what you see down there," he asked. "Does she know how much you wanted this moment to happen, and is there anything you would change," he was wanting an answer.

"She knows I wanted to watch you fuck her from here, and in all our fantasies you are bare cocked, but I don't want to go that far tonight," I admitted.

"Are you going to lick her pussy as I fuck her like a good cuckold, or are you going to be scared of her new man's cock so close to your face," he questioned again.

My wife was groaning and impassioned with how he was talking to me. I imagined it was how the two men in her life were positioned around her, and she loved how he was her new dominate man and was in total control of the situation. I got the sense she liked him pressuring me, and wanted to see him bully me.

He spoke to her, "Tell him this isn't his fault and you want this. Tell him how badly you want my cock inside you right now. I want him to know I am not going to share you any longer."

"Ahhh fuck me. I warned him I wanted you and I still do. Honey please lick me as he fucks me," and then she paused. "He gave me to you, and I surrender. Please take me anyway you want."

His large dick swung between our glares, and he looked down into my eyes as he lowered it into my mouth gagging me. "You know I don't want this condom on, but he asked for it to be on. What should I do," he was tempting her. The only moans she heard from me was my attempts to talk with his rigid cock buried in my mouth. I might have fought harder, but I was aroused and captured by the need to know what she was going to say to him in return.

"Take it off! Ple-please take it off I want you to take it off," her gasps could be felt as deep breaths over my ignored caged cock.

As he went to slide his cock from my mouth I didn't dare bite it, but the fear of what was spinning out of control had me suck down on it as hard as I could. He pumped his cock under my suction for a few thrusts before squeezing the condom on its shaft and letting his dick slide free leaving only the condom in my mouth.

"You took that condom off with a fight, but your wife just decided it's my cock she wants," he said to her approval as she tried to push back onto his cock.

She was so ready for his cock it looked frictionless at it slid past her lips and deep inside her. I was listening to their wetness and the sounds of their sex, and before I knew it she lowered herself onto my face. I struggled to have my lips and tongue touch her sweet spot as his balls slid back and forth over my face. I carefully licked her pussy and she came almost immediately, but it did nothing to stop her from wanting more. As they fucked he began to thrust harder, and he pushed her forward so that my mouth was positioned below his balls. He lowered his balls in pause so they rested on my lips. She peered down between her legs and seen his manhood resting on my face and then pulled forward enough to get a better look. He again showed her his dominance, and again she feel deeper under his spell.