Chapter 3

Frank almost shouted, “He’s gayer than you are, Lonnie!”

Lonnie shot back angrily, “You’re the one getting faggots to suck his cock in the forest preserve. You know it’s still gay even if you’re the one getting the blowjob!”

Frank jumped to his feet, “It IS NOT gay. And you’re not gay either if you want to get technical, so why don’t you love me enough to blow me? Danny’s the only gay one here.”

Then he looked at Terry. He and I both looked at her as he finished his thought, “Unless..?”

Lonnie laughed, “Theresa’s the only straight one here. Just why she adores her cocksucker husband so much is a mystery.”

By now Terry had composed herself and was no longer choking back tears. She spoke quietly and intentionally, “Lonnie and I never did anything in college. Though I was totally aware that she wanted to.”

She took a shuddering breath then turned on Frank, shooting lightning from her eyes, “Frank, getting random blowjobs is totally cheating. It’s all about the context you know.”

Next, she stared at me icily, spitting out the words, “Show everyone your panties… cocksucker!”

She could have let that lie die but she had chosen otherwise. And I only had one more secret, but now she was putting me in a position to show it to Lonnie and Frank.

My face burned hot as I removed everything except for my panties and cockcage. I was the only one who was not angry. In fact, I was more turned on than I’d ever been. And I couldn’t do anything about it with my penis locked up as it was.

Lonnie’s voice turned icy too, “Go ahead Frank. Shows us just how you use a faggot’s mouth.”

Lonnie wasn’t my boss. Surely I had a say in this. I pleaded with Lonnie, “What about me?”

Terry misconstrued my words and added her two cents, chuckling, “Danny, just because you don’t get to cum does NOT mean you’re not getting sex.”

She turned her cold logic toward Frank next, “With your wife right here telling you to do it, it’s not cheating. Now’s your chance to get a legitimate blowjob.”

Frank never took his eyes off Lonnie as he pulled out his soft cock and stepped closer.

My voice broke and croaked, “Wait.”

Terry had her hands on Frank’s shoulders pushing him towards me. She peered over at me, “Do you not want to?”

I hoped for a glimmer of sympathy so I begged, “No, I don’t want to suck his cock.”

To which she gave her retort, “Just to clarify: you don’t want to. But I want you to.” It was her turn to be smug, “That’s exactly why you’re gonna do it. It wouldn’t be femdom if you wanted to.”

Frank was tugging on his cock, bringing it to its full size. It was shorter than mine, but thicker too. I searched his face for an escape, but he tugged that cock proudly. And he had reason to be proud. It was a manly powerful cock. The kind that would make a woman swoon. The kind that would secretly thrill a man in pink panties.

For once I was glad to wear the cage so no one could see my excitement. Mistress came over behind me instead of behind Frank and pressed down gently on my shoulders. I knew what to do so she and I fell to our knees in unison, except I was the one in the line of fire.

Lonnie was transfixed. She even licked her lips.

Being at eye level with Frank’s dick I thought it looked even more menacing, more powerful. He lifted it and with the full expectation that I wanted it, pushed it into my mouth.

Theresa gasped in my ear, “I didn’t think you would do it.”

Frank was already pumping steadily back and forth in my mouth. Terry bit my neck gently, “All the femdom we’ve done till now has mostly been for you. But THIS is the best. THIS I love.”

Frank moaned with his head thrown back and his fingertips lightly touching my jaw. I could just see his face and it could only be described as rapturous. I could see Lonnie watching his face too.

Terry had her hands on my hips with her chin on my shoulder while watching Frank fuck my mouth from up close.

His dick tasted good. Who knew that dicks taste good? And not just his flesh but the drops leaking out of the tip too. The favors infused themselves into my body filling a need. The experience was perfect. Even the pain as the cockcage dug into my skin was a positive.

Terry bit my earlobe, “Help him out. Suck.”

She was right. He’d been plowing my face but I hadn’t been doing my part. I tightened my lips and applied suction. Frank noticed right away, “That’s it buddy. I can tell you’ve done this a lot.” He was wrong of course, but I was in no position to correct him.

She kissed my cheek, “I am so wet right now.” Her hands roamed until they found the cock cage, “Wow! I can feel you overflowing the cage. I bet you’re as turned on as I am. Is it because you don’t want to? Nod if that’s the reason.” I nodded and shook my head at the same time which resulted in a sort of a circular motion.

Frank thought I was moving my head for him, “That’s right little buddy. Bob for me and I’ll give you a reward.” So I started bobbing for him.

Terry licked my skin, “Hmmm. Do you hate it?” This time, first I nodded, then a moment later I shook my head.”

“So you hate it…and you love it?” I nodded vigorously. “Somehow you’ve managed to find a sexual activity that you hate, but turns us both on. You know what you’ve done? You’ve made me the absolute perfect femdom wife. I can do it all.”

My beautiful wife caressed my balls, “I’m glad we both love this. But you know what else is different?” I shook my head, all while sucking, bobbing, and being rammed.

“What’s different is that while we’re BOTH having sex, I’m the one who’s gonna cum.” Saying that, one delicate hand left my nuts so she could frig her puss.

We’ve been married for four years and I’ve only ever seen her cum from oral. But now I could feel her arm moving rhythmically on my back. The knowledge that she was masturbating made this all a thousand times better.

Frank grabbed my head firmly in his hands, but was also getting louder, “I’m gonna feed you my spoo soon. Four day’s worth. I bet it’ll dribble out of the corners of your mouth like it does in pornos.”

Terry’s skin stuck to mine from the building perspiration as her climax approached too.

Frank started pulling on my head roughly. “Dude, I’m gonna fuck your face into next week.” His cockhead was going deeper now, though it couldn’t reach into my throat. I could taste his sweet precum and there sure was a lot of it. My own little dick was drooling on the floor from the opening in my cage.

Terry’s breath was ragged in my ear.

Above me Frank was giving us constant updates on his status. He was saying things like, “I’m getting closer. Just another five minutes.”

Terry panted, “Yes, yes, five minutes.”

Frank started thrusting and holding himself deep then yanking his tool out before doing it all over again, “Take it you cocksucker. I’m gonna cum…any…minute…now. Just, I just need another minute.”

Theresa bit my neck hard, “Yea! I just need another minute.”

Her frigging was going at lightning speed and her other hand was jerking on my cage causing excruciating pain and pleasure. Then suddenly, her finger flipped a latch or something and the cage popped off.

In a minute, Frank held his spurting cock as far in as he could, screaming, “I’m fucking cumming!”

Then my perfect dom stopped biting me long enough to announce her own orgasm.

My hips thrust involuntarily and my cum dropped on the floor with a great splat even as my mouth was filled with far more.

And, as a surprise to all three of us Lonnie whispered loudly, “Me too. I’m coming too.”

Regaining my composure I discovered that Terry and I had collapsed on the floor, tangled up together, right where we were.

Lonnie and Frank had fallen back onto the couch holding each other in a post orgasmic hug.

I was completely naked save for the pink panties tugged down below my balls. The other three all had their pants around their ankles.

Lonnie was the first to speak, “Let’s do this every week.” The three of them were all smiles and all in unified agreement. One by one they looked to me.

My dick lied there finished. My balls were emptied of their lust inspiring cum. I was physically spent, emotionally sated, and in no need of any more sexual stimulation.

The cocksucking that had turned me on so much while I had been doing it now seemed like the most revolting act imaginable.

“I…I don’t want to suck cock.” From down below and with an unexpected click, the cage once again imprisoned my penis.

My perfect wife, well, my perfect wife in every way except for this one little thing, patted my chest sympathetically, “I know you don’t want to, babe. It wouldn’t be femdom if you did.”

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