Chapter 3

Through the phone I heard Jenny. “I was hoping you would say that. If not for your balls’ sake then for the fun of the other choice.

I swear he had time, he should have had time. But between the instant when I first yelled stop and the moment when Jenny said it would be fun he delivered the blow. To his credit he veered off to one side and what would have been an absolute ball-buster of a kick just became a hit to my balls about as bad as the morning’s had been.

I lay on the floor with my hands clutching my caged balls and with my pants bunched up at my ankles. I guess I was too preoccupied to notice Jack take off his own pants. But in a flash he turned me onto my back and sat on my chest with one knee on either side of my head.

Jenny’s voice was shrill, “What are you doing Jack? He took the cage check.”

With his balls mashed up against my chin he was using both hands to try to pry my mouth open and stuff his floppy fuck organ into my mouth, he growled towards the phone, “That’s debatable, missy. And it doesn’t really matter since he called out for me to stop. According to the contract that was enough to earn the punishment.”

He was pushing the tip of his squishy dickhead right up to my lips, trying to get some of it inside. Meanwhile I could hear Jenny frantically reading the contract, “Should the party of the first part, bla bla bla, object in any way, no not that section, shall willingly accept, no, I can’t find any way out of it, Earl.”

By now my lips were parted but my teeth were still clenched. Jack had his thumbs in my cheeks stretching them open, trying to find any way through.

Then I heard Jenny’s tone change, “Earl, you idiot! Always thinking with your other head. How could you give him our account numbers? He’ll drain all our money if you don’t submit.”

She addressed him next, “Jack, please? Give him another chance. It’s not fair for you to both check his balls AND get your blowjob. It’s got to be one or the other.”

“Oh, don’t worry about your precious money, missy. You know you wanted to see this and thought it was perfectly fair up until your bank account was on the line.”

“Stop it. Let’s just talk it through first. And that’s not true. We’ll abide by the contract. It’s just that you shouldn’t coerce him. It’s got to be consensual.”

Then he stopped forcing it at me, though he didn’t take it off my face either. “Well, I would much rather that he cooperated so he could do a good job.”

He glared down at me, “If your wife agrees that according to our contract you have to suck me off will you do your best?”

It was a glimmer of hope, even if she might be biased by her desire to see me suck cock. “Yes, I will. I’ll do my best.. if.. if she says that.” Meanwhile, his cock was laying over my mouth and with every word I spoke my lips involuntarily caressed it.

“Missy, does it not say that if he objects at all to the cage check he has to provide me with oral?”

“It does. But it also says that he will accept the check willingly OR he provides the oral. It’s got to be one OR the other and you’re trying to do both.”

“So was he accepting the cage check willingly when he yelled out for me to stop? And Jenny? Doesn’t my cock look sexy draped across his face like this?”

“Yes, I mean no, it doesn’t matter, it’s still got to be one OR the other.”

“Jenny, Jenny, you know it was just a matter of time before his balls couldn’t take any more. If not tonight, then tomorrow morning. They were going to stay just a little more inflamed every day. That cage was going to get tighter and tighter until it threatened to kill his testicles. Admit it, he already caved and it was just an unfortunate accident that I couldn’t pull back in time.”

Her voice sounded sad, “He’s right Earl. Even if we could get out of it tonight we’d be right back here again in twelve hours. Better to do it willingly.”

His eyes bore into mine, “Lick it if you submit.”

I’d lost. What else was there to do? So my tongue ventured out and licked the underside of his soft cockflesh. He didn’t move except that he bared his teeth in a wide grin. With a slight toss of his head he motioned for me to keep licking. And I did.

Jenny begged, “What? What’s happening? Did he lick it?”

“Oh, he sure did! And it felt fantastic. Your caged husband is an amazing dick licker.”

“Really? Wait, Earl, did you consent? Are you going to suck it willingly?”

“I did, Mistress. I licked a cock. And I’m going to do it.”

“Suck your cock, Jack. I’m going to suck your cock willingly and of my own accord, consensually.”

Then Jenny was talking to me again, “Earl? I’m really glad your balls aren’t going to get hit anymore. And you resisted longer than any man could under the circumstances. But since you agreed to suck his cock anyway, will you do something for me?”

“Um, sure Mistress. Whatever you want.”

“It’s gonna sound strange, but will you fight back and struggle, while he overpowers you?”

Jack interjected, “He can fight all he wants as long as he still does a good job. It might be a fun game.”

So I opened my mouth wide to accept him in. “Earl, close your mouth, not too tight, but so he can use his power.”

I let my lips close while he ‘assaulted’ me again. “Now try to buck him off. See if you can unseat the stronger man.”

Without leverage I tried to lift him off weakly with my arms. I pushed my hips up to try to twist out from under him, which of course couldn’t work with his full weight on me. The only thing it accomplished was to get me out of breath, causing my mouth to open a bit thus giving him a small ingress. “Oh, you boys are so good at this! Jack, hold his head still.”

The next thing I knew the whole end of his cock was inside my mouth and I felt it hardening up. “Jack – thrust. Earl – stop looking away. See it in all its sovereignty.”

The growing cock was bending down into my mouth as it sprang forth from his thick bushy mass of hair.

Then I felt the power she was talking about. The raw animal strength coursed through the rod, down into my mouth and straight to my dick where it caused an uncomfortable swelling so the metal bars on my cage dug into my skin. Jack shifted forward to climb a little deeper into me. She asked, “Jack, how big will it get?”

“Six and a half, missy. But thick.” And he plowed another inch forward.

“If I’m seeing this right you’ve only got two inches left to go… so four and a half are inside?”

He grunted, “That’s about right.”

“Do you think you can go all the way?”

“I can. The question is, can he take it all the way.”

“Earl, baby, will you take it all the way for me?”

Jack pulled back to give me a break and the head made a pop as he withdrew it from my suctioning lips.

“I’ll do anything for you, Mistress.”

She sounded genuinely surprised, “Really? You’ll suck him for the rest of your trip?”

Still catching my breath I answered, “I think I already have to.”

“Oh right. Well, will you suck more cocks when you get home?”

I gave the wet head a loud slurping lick, “If it gives you that feeling you’re needing I’ll do it.”

She whispered hoarsely, “It does.” And at that moment Jack fed me four inches of rock hard pistoning cockmeat.

Jack pumped me a few more times but was unable to get any deeper in the position he was in. Sliding forward and moving into a plank position he got ready to push straight down. Meanwhile, I hallowed out my cheeks from sucking so hard. Jenny didn’t say anything but I could hear her labored breathing.

I couldn’t wait, I craned my head up and pushed my throat onto his cock. Jenny cheered, “Whoa, Earl you’re heart-stopping.” I was fingering my nightmarishly cramped yet very inflamed dick madly as Jack stabbed deeply.

I don’t know which of us she was talking to so excitedly, probably both of us, “You did it! It’s all the way! Go! Go! Fuck it!”

And boy did we! He pushed all the way down my gullet until his heavy hairy balls were mashed moistly on my face, then he pulled out until just the slick round bulb touched my searching lips. Again and again he fucked into me ’till I had no choice but to tap out or die.

“I’m close!” He yelled. Get ready ’cause I’m going back in and I’m gonna cream you, Bitch.”

Jenny was yelling on the other end of the phone too, “Rip off the cage, Earl. Rip it off and beat your meat when he cumms down your throat!”

“I can’t! I already tried but it won’t come off – because I’m harder than I’ve ever been. But don’t worry. I’m gonna cum any second now even with the blasted cage constricting my dick horrifically.”

I started to encourage Jack, “Do…” but I didn’t have time. He jammed his fat cock down my throat five or six times until bottoming out as he held still, quivering above me. It pulsed, presumably filling me with gooey cum, though I never felt it. Then as he pulled out he dripped the vestiges of his orgasm onto my tongue. It was bitter and horrible and I loved it and couldn’t wait to suck that fat hog again and again until I had to end my trip.

Shaking, I gathered myself together, getting up onto my knees. I was a dripping mess, with Jacks cum coating my lips, snot and tears were everywhere else, and lastly, my dick, cage, and belly were covered with the biggest load I’ve ever shot.

Jenny was still watching on the other end of my phone. Quietly, sheepishly, and with apparent shame she spoke softly, “Earl.., Earl, I have a confession to make. I came watching you getting face fucked. It looked so bad, sooo bad, and I didn’t even care. I didn’t even touch myself. It just happened. I think I must be a bad wife.”

Naked, slimy and dirty, I crawled to the phone, “I loved how bad it was. I love you for loving it. I think we’re made for each other.”

When I got back home Jenny was still agonizingly apologetic, “It was so brutal. And it was all my fault for leading you into this submission thing.” She hugged me desperately, “We can stop it. Go back to you being the man of the house in the bedroom too. Just tell me it’s alright. You still love me?”

“Go back?! No way. I’ve had the best sex of our marriage these last months, and the culmination was this last week. I’ll suck cocks for you and apparently I’ll have the best orgasms of all time while doing it.”

She just kept clutching my body next to hers tightly and she wouldn’t let go. Then I had a question, “Jenny, I mean, Mistress, I’m just curious…what if you sat on my face just like Jack did and I fought back while you overpowered me?”

She pushed back away from me to look straight at me. Her dark eyes darted back and forth between my two blue eyes, “I never thought of that. It would be like I had the power.” She lay down with her head on my chest, “I’ve had the power all along.”

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