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High Priced Lust Ch. 01

By: Rick_Love



As I pulled into the driveway, I simply could not get Nikki out of my mind. I had just met her earlier in the evening at my gym. She stood about 5"4" tall with strawberry blond hair, long dark eye lashes and probably the largest blue eyes which I had ever seen. Her perky 35 inch chest drew quite a bit of attention at the gym, but I was lucky enough to strike up a lengthy conversation with her. 

Over the next 6 weeks, Nikki and I began flirting with each other rather provocatively. After sensing the mutual attraction between us, I asked her out for coffee after one of our workouts. She quickly accepted my invitation, and we drove in my car to a nearby Starbucks. We talked for about 30 minutes before I had to go home to my wife. Krista and I had been married for 6 years, and we enjoyed an incredible sex life. I was 36 years old and Krista was a stunning 23 year old brown eyed brunette when we married. She was now 29 and still looked spectacular. Her 5'7" body sported a spectacular 37"-25"-36" figure; I was a very lucky 42 year old guy, but I had a wondering eye for the hot women.

Before I was married, I enjoyed playing the field, and I became intimate with more than 3 dozen women, many of whom were incredibly good looking. Krista was well aware of my premarital exploits; therefore, we signed a pre-nup stating that she would receive 1/2 of our total net worth if she ever caught me cheating. Our assets now totaled more than $850,000, most of which was mine before the marriage. Unfortunately, my desire for Nikki was continuing to build - especially in my anxious balls. 

Over the next several weeks, Nikki and I were meeting for coffee about once a week. She was well aware that I was married, but that didn't seem to bother her. During the last coffee outing, she was particularly flirtatious before she removed her shoe and placed her foot on my crotch. After the couple in a booth across from us noticed her left foot in my groin, Nikki pulled it back so as not to draw any more attention. After we had met at least 5 times for coffee, we both decided that our relationship should go to the next level. I did not tell Nikki about the pre-nup, but she clearly understood that I did not want Krista to discover our relationship. 

My wife, Krista, had a part-time position as a paralegal at a local law firm. She was only required to go into the office on Tuesdays and Thursdays. On the chosen Thursday morning, I complained to Krista about a stomach ache. I then proceeded to call in sick to my office. After Krista had left for work, I called Nikki on her cell phone. We quickly arranged to meet in the parking lot of a nearby strip mall. After planting a large wet kiss on her luscious lips, she jumped in my back seat. My perky 25 year old mistress looked absolutely stunning in a red U-neck top with 3/4 sleeves. Her shapely legs were poured into a pair of extremely tight jeans. As we approached my neighborhood, she lay down in the back seat so as not to be seen by any of our nosy neighbors. I pulled the car on into the garage before lowering the garage door.

After we entered the kitchen from the garage, I gently kissed and nibbled on Nikki's neck. As an added precaution, I gave Krista a call on her cell phone. Krista indicated that she was at work and asked me how I felt. I lied again and told her that my stomach continued to hurt and that I was nauseous. We chatted for another 2 or 3 minutes before I was satisfied that Krista was at work and not at all suspicious. Over a couple of cups of coffee Nikki and I discussed various current events as well as the ongoing Presidential election campaign. She was very intelligent and mature for a 25 year old. I knew from our previous conversations that she preferred to date older men; she thought that men in their twenties were still trying to find themselves and did not know how to properly please a woman. At 42, she indicated that I was the oldest guy that she had ever dated. Most of her dates and previous boyfriends were in their 30's.

After the coffee and small brunch ( it was now almost 10:00 AM ), I found a brand new toothbrush for her to use. She was very meticulous with her health habits such that she even insisted on flossing. 

"Are you ready to proceed to Phase II?" I asked jokingly.

"What do you have planned for Phase II?" giggled Nikki.

"I don't know all the specifics, but I think it involves you and me naked and in bed together." I replied.

After my witty remark, Nikki responded by kicking off her 3 inch heels exposing her red stockinged feet. With my arm around her, we walked from the master bedroom bath back into the master bedroom. Krista had already made the bed, so I turned back the bedspread and blankets to reveal the cream colored satin sheets. Nikki lay down on the king size bed to feel the softness of the satin. 

"I have never made love on satin sheets before." Nikki said.

"Well, today is your lucky day." I replied.

After I lay down on the bed with Nikki, we started kissing much more passionately. I enjoyed getting women so turned on such that they were practically begging to be fucked. After delicately kissing her forehead, eyebrows, cheeks and lips, I traveled south to again nibble on her neck. Nikki pushed me back gently to begin unbuttoning my shirt. Within seconds, she had removed my shirt and also pulled my T-shirt over my head. She tweaked my right and then left nipple before licking them both. An absolutely enormous bulge had formed beneath my Dockers. Nikki's hands soon found their way to my belt before unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. I rolled over slightly allowing my little sex goddess to pull one and then the other pant legs completely off.

After quickly pulling off my socks, I was now clad only in my briefs. Nikki stared at my still covered crotch for at least 10 seconds before she refocused her attention by tracing her fingers from the waistband of my underwear past my belly button and on to my neck. This girl was almost as big as a cock tease as my wife, Krista. 

"OK, I am more than half naked. It is time that we start removing some of your clothes." I said.

In one quick motion Nikki pulled the red top over her head now exposing a red sheer bra. Beneath the bra I could see her nipples staring at me like headlights on highbeam. On her slender 5'4" frame, her 35" boobs were nothing short of spectacular. While still wearing the sheer bra, Nikki squeezed her eye popping hooters together. At this point, my 7 inch love muscle could no longer handle the confinement of my underwear, so I quickly pulled my briefs off exposing my erect and throbbing prick.

"Boy your wife is lucky." Nikki said, as she stared at my pulsating missile.

I was so horny now that I thought that my balls could almost explode, but I was careful to continue my slow and careful assault on her ravishing body. With her jeans still on, I caressed her thighs and gently pressed my hand to her crotch area. I soon flipped Nikki on her back and began tracing my fingers along each side of her still attached bra strap on both her shoulders as well as her back. I then unsnapped her bra before she turned over and pulled the bra straps down. After she tossed the bra aside, my hands began exploring every square inch of her curvy chest. I began sucking both of her tits and kissing her pencil eraser size nipples. My hands soon made their way down past her flat tummy and cute little belly button. I quickly unsnapped her jeans and pulled them down her red stockinged covered legs. Her red nylons and red panties were the only things separating me from a completely nude Nikki.

After slowing removing each of her nylons, I pulled her panties down her thighs, over her knees and ankles. She bent her knees on the bed allowing me an obstructed view of her pink pleasure paradise.

"I shaved my pussy just for you." Nikki cooed.

I ran my hands up her shapely calves and on to her upper thighs. I traced my fingers to about 3 inches from her cunt before moving back down to her knees. I continued this circular like pattern for more than 5 minutes on both of her tanned legs before she grabbed my head and shoved my head toward her luscious honeypot. I interpreted her action as an invitation for further pussy exploration. I began to dart my tongue all over her now engorged clit. I pushed my middle finger in her velvety pussy before adding a second, third and fourth finger. A small orgasmic moan escaped from her lips.

"You are now an official honorary member of the 4 finger club." I said.

With this comment, Nikki's moans turned to almost uncontrolled laughter. Her entire body twisted to one side as I somehow managed to keep my drenched fingers encased in her pussy. As my four fingers found her g-spot, she began squirming her little butt all over the smooth satin sheets. With my tongue began dancing over her clit, Nikki's entire body started to tremble and shake. As her orgasm hit, her cute little moans and yelps became much more audible. Her love nectar flowed like honey past my fingers and onto my hand. 

"Now it is my turn to pleasure you. I want you to lay flat on your back." Nikki stated rather emphatically.

I loved it when women took charge during a lovemaking session, and it seemed as if Nikki was certainly not going to disappoint. Nikki stood up on the bed so that both of her feet were standing on each side of my thighs. With her right and then her left foot she methodically rubbed her sexy foot over my ankles, calves and thighs.

"We gotta get your cock lubricated." Nikki moaned.

She positioned herself that she was now standing directly over my throbbing cockaroo. With her target locked in, she began spitting saliva down from her mouth. From the distance of almost 5 feet in the air, her first shot of saliva landed on my upper leg while the second was just above my belly button. Her third attempt was closer as it landed in my pubic hair. As we both laughed about her misfirings, she knelt down and curled herself up in between my spread eagled legs. At this distance, her saliva quickly hit my cock. Her strawberry blond hair slowly brushed my thigh as she settled her head over my crotch. Nikki took my rock hard cock and placed it between her warm soft lips. Her left hand was soon massaging and cupping my swollen balls. Nikki's tongue swirled around the head of my purple headed monster before licking my cock from the base to the tip and then back again to the base. 

While still sucking and slurping on my cock, Nikki's talented fingers were massaging my very aroused right nipple. I always enjoyed the sensation when my wife or former girlfriends would touch, massage or pinch my sensitive nipples. Sometimes when my wife, Krista, would seductively strip for me, I would even delicately rub my own breasts.

While she was only 25, Nikki's cock handling skills were quite apparent - almost on the same level as my wife, who was 4 years older than her. After almost bringing me off in her mouth, I tensed up so that I could eventually deposit my heavy load deep into her snatch. I then lay Nikki on her back leaving a trail of my kisses from her forehead to her mouth and on to the valley between her boobs. I placed my throbbing manhood on the folds of her pussy and then inch by inch eased my cock into her tight honeypot. While fused at the genitals, we began kissing much more passionately; our tongues were dancing around within each other's mouth. I began moving my cock at a relatively slow pace wanting to savor every blissful moment of this event.

"Oh. I am so close. I am right on the edge," I panted.

Upon hearing my lustful words, Nikki began to wildly buck her hips. Knowing that I had now passed the point of no return, I thrust my flagpole further into her slippery depths. I could feel long strings of my spunk erupting into her drenched pussy. With my cock still lodged in her quim, we began kissing again. After a few more minutes, I rolled over on my back while she began playing with my hair. Although I am 42 years old, I have always been blessed with having a full head of hair. Women have always enjoyed rolling their hands around in it. While Nikki was playing with my hair, my hands found their way back to her delightful chest. Although she was not quite as stacked as my wife, her 35 inch chest was more than adequate to satisfy my big boob needs and desires. After 10 minutes or so, my missile began to show signs of life. 

"You know my favorite position is on top, so I want you flat on your back. I gonna sit on your cock and go for an erotic thrill ride." said Nikki.

I quickly did as I was told, and Nikki's pussy was soon perched inches away from my dick. As Nikki's cunt slowly slid down to engulf my cock, I grabbed a handful of her tits. My cock was soon completely nestled inside her love canal. She began riding me slowly at first. With my hands still cupped around her breasts, she began bouncing up and down on my cock at an almost frenetic pace. She leaned forward and rested her hands on my shoulders while at the same time continued her pussy pounding on my manhood. By this point in time, I was moaning loudly and Nikki was yelping, squealing and almost screaming. I could feel that familiar tingling sensation in my cock.

"Oh! I am cumming!!" I screamed.

"Squirt it out. Squirt it out. Shoot it up into my pussy." Nikki moaned.

Just as my orgasm began, the bedroom door flew open, and a strange man who I had never seen before in my entire life began snapping pictures. Much to my horror, my wife, Krista, was right behind him. Nikki let out a blood curdingly scream and dove under the covers. Cum was still oozing from my cock, and my post orgasm spasms had still not ended. All during this very short period of time, this strange man continued taking photographs. Krista rushed to the side of the bed and ripped the covers completely off, leaving Nikki's nude body exposed to both my wife as well as the stranger. The stranger, who was a private investigator, took a few more pictures of Nikki on the bed. Nikki frantically ran around the room gathering up her U neck top, jeans, panties and shoes. In her mad rush to escape this embarrassing situation, her red nylons and bra were left on the floor. After Nikki ran out of the bedroom into the hall, Krista turned her attention to me.

"You have until six o'clock to gather up all your stuff and get out of my house!" Krista demanded.

"I'm sorry. I made a mistake. Let's calm down and talk about it." I said.

"We have nothing to talk about. I just caught you cheating on me with this little twinkie. How old is she Clark? She doesn't look at day over 22 years old. Did you find her down near the university?"

"She's 25, and no she is not a college coed." I replied.

"Right now I don't care where you found her; I just want you out of this house."

I quickly put on my clothes while Krista went into the Den to talk to her private detective. I had just been busted - big time; nonetheless; Nikki was almost in tears in the living room without any transportation back to her car. I called a cab for Nikki and slipped her a $10 bill for the fare. After the detective left, Krista began dumping my underwear, shirts, pants, etc... on the floor in the hall. I found a couple of suitcases, and began packing my belongings. Krista did not have much more to say, and I left a couple of hours later for a nearby hotel.

After checking in my room, I tried to call Krista on the phone; however, all I reached was our answering machine. The following day was a Friday, and I went on to work as usual. I did not dare tell anyone in the office about my indiscretion - not even my best friend Kirk. Kirk was another high level manager in our office who was a couple of years younger than me. If anyone would have understood my predicament, it would be Kirk. He was a 40 year old divorcee who was a skirt chaser in every sense of the word. About 3 years ago, Kirk and I enjoyed some high class entertainment at the premier topless club in the city. Within 3 weeks, Kirk was dating a very voluptuous brunette who danced for us several times that evening.

I continued to try to reach Krista, but she was obviously screening all of her calls, and she did not wish to speak with me. I certainly did not want to lose Krista, and I was more than willing to apologize and repair the damage that I had brought to our relationship. After about 3 weeks, I received an e-mail from Krista to meet me at her attorney's office. Her message reminded me about our pre-nup and that I was welcome to also bring my own attorney. I did some quick research in the phone book and with one phone call I discovered that this attorney was a divorce lawyer. I was not only going to lose Krista but also 425 grand, as spelled out in a pre-nup. The essence of our pre-marital agreement was that if I was ever caught cheating, Krista would automatically receive half of our net worth. More than 3/4 of the money had been earned and saved by me prior to the marriage.

Krista was going to take me to the cleaners, and I was pretty much helpless. Two days later I appeared at her lawyer's office at the appointed time. I had reread the pre-nup at least 5 times before the meeting, and based on almost any interpretation, I was toast. I did not even bring an attorney for myself. I could always meet with my counsel later to determine if I had any recourse whatsoever. After entering the law firm's waiting room, I saw Krista for the first time in about 4 weeks. We exchanged some small talk, but that was the extent of our conversation.

Within minutes, Krista and I were led into her attorney's office. I knew her lawyer was a lady named Diane, but I was somewhat shocked to find that Krista's attorney was drop dead gorgeous. Diane looked to be about 32 with almost shoulder length blond hair. This blond bombshell was wearing a low cut black dress with black panty hose. Her angelic face and stunning figure made for an absolutely delicious piece of eye candy. It was almost as if Krista had gone out of her way to find the hottest female attorney in town. Nonetheless, I wasn't here to put the moves on some sexy lawyer.

After sitting down in front of Diane's desk, the meeting began. The buxom attorney began by giving Krista and I a copy of the pre-nup, and then proceeding to read it word for word. 

"Now, Mr, Evans, you were caught in act of adultery and we have the photographs to prove this." said Diane.

Much to my horror, Diane then pulled out several 8 1/2" by 11" glossy pictures showing Nikki and I in the middle of our wild sex romp. My cock as well as the the small drops of cum were clearly shown in the picture.

"Me and the detective surprised him right in the middle of his orgasm." stated Krista.

"That appears to be the case." said Diane as her big blue eyes stared right at me.

Krista seemed to be enjoying herself as the pictures were obviously embarrassing and humiliating me in front of this very attractive lawyer. With at least a dozen pictures still spread out on Diane's desk, my wife's pretty attorney indicated that Krista was willing to propose an alternative plan rather than a divorce. 

"You mean I would get to stay married and not have to forfeit half the money'" I asked.

"That is correct, but you would have to agree to comply with Krista's "marriage recovery plan". said Diane.

Diane then handed both of us another sheet of paper which outlined the details of this "marriage recovery plan". My eyeballs grew as large as saucers as I read the words in the legal document. The key sentences in the proposed agreement read as follows: "For the next one full year, I will give me wife, Krista, total and complete control over every single aspect of our sex life including but not limited to the following: frequency of our sexual encounters, duration of our sexual encounters, orgasm frequency, adult oriented entertainment and bondage. If I fail to follow any of her specific directions in these or other sexual areas, I will forfeit not only 1/2 of our net worth but also another 1/4 of our net worth. At today's market value, this would represent $638,000."


High Priced Lust Ch. 01



I could not believe that I was going to get off this easy. I was not losing Krista nor was I losing $425,000. As an added bonus, my beautiful wife was going to turn into some sort of wild domanitrix in our bedroom. I certainly did not need legal counsel to agree with this proposal. Diane called in a secretary, who was a notary republic, to witness my signature. I was absolutely ecstatic still not believing my good fortune. Krista and I walked out of the legal offices hand in hand. My wife was now her normal perky self as if the events of four weeks ago had never occurred.

"So your OK with the agreement?" asked Krista.

"Without a doubt. I cannot wait to see what my luscious wife has planned for me in the bedroom." 

"Well, let's get down and dirty with the details right now. It's been over 4 weeks since we had sex, so I'm dying to have you stick "Mr. Purple" up into my hungry pussy. Now I assume that you didn't have sex with Nikki or anyone else during this time?"

"Of course not. I was celibate for the entire 4 weeks."

"What about masturbation? Did you jerk off watching any of those dirty movies in your motel room?

"No. I was stunned with the whole sequence of events that I did not have an orgasm the entire time."

"So the last orgasm that you had is the one we caught on film on April 22nd?"

"Yes. This is the longest length of time that I have ever gone without having some sort of orgasmic release. To be completely honest, losing you and the $425,000 was on my mind most of the time." I said.

"OK. Now that I am in control, this is my first set of instructions. Since tomorrow is Friday, I want you to keep your troops in your balls for one more night, and then I will give you the mother of all cock teases before you shoot your spunk into me. You think you can hold out for 36 more hours?" asked Krista.

"If I have held out for 4 weeks, I can go one more day." 

I could hardly get to sleep on Thursday night in anticipation of Friday night's upcoming extravaganza. On Friday at work, I found it to be extremely difficult to concentrate on anything but the kind of relief my aching balls would receive on Friday night. I was more stoked for this event than I was for my honeymoon. Krista and I did have pre-marital relations on a least 3 dozen occasions so the consummation of our marriage was not the ball bustin' event that many couples wait for with eager anticipation.

On Friday night, we went to Dinner at our favorite restaurant. While still at the restaurant, Krista began to describe in excruciating detail as to what she had planned for me and my loaded 7" missile. After returning home, we both took separate showers before meeting in our bedroom. I wanted desperately to get this show on the road, so I was clad only in a T-shirt and briefs. Krista emerged from the bathroom wearing only a black sheer mesh babydoll outfit and a black thong. 

"I want you to lie back on the bed for me." purred Krista.

I quickly removed my t-shirt and complied with her request. I began pulling my briefs down my legs, but Krista stopped me and indicated that "Mr. Purple" was not yet ready for public display. Krista climbed on the bed and stood above me such that I was staring straight up her legs. As I rubbed my hand on her satiny smooth calves, she grabbed my hand and told me that touching was not yet allowed. While still wearing the babydoll, she gently squeezed her luscious boobs together. Krista was soon dancing around the bed and pulling her babydoll up to give me ever so brief glimpses of her bare chest. My hands again found their way to her legs which prompted her to remind me that no touching was allowed.

"If we are to continue, we're going to have to restrain you." said Krista.

Krista stepped down off the bed to retrieve the set of handcuffs which we used periodically during our lovemaking sessions. Ever since I was in my early twenties, I immensely enjoyed being tied or handcuffed to a bed. When I am restrained, the cock teasing drives me almost delirious with lust. With no objections from me, Krista cuffed my left and then my right wrist to the brass headboard. After planting a passionate kiss on my lips, Krista sat down on my chest and pulled the babydoll straps off her shoulders and allowing it to fall from her body. Her small black thong was her only remaining piece of clothing. She lowered her voluptuous chest to my mouth and told me to lick and suck on her boobs.

As Krista offered up her left and then her right breast, I followed her directions to the letter. Although I was unable to touch her chest, I enjoyed flicking my tongue on and around her now very aroused nipples. Krista soon noticed that my cockaroo was creating a large tent in my briefs. Her delicate hands gently pulled my briefs down my thighs and then over my knees and ankles, leaving me completely vulnerable to her wanton desires. Krista disappeared into the bathroom and reentered the bedroom with a very large towel.

"Lift up your hips so I can place this towel under your butt." 

"Why? What are you going to do?"

"Just do as your told. I think you will find that this will be fun." 

After lifting my hips, Krista slid the towel under my butt. She carefully spread the towel out so as to cover a large amount of surface area on the bed. She went to the master bathroom and returned with my electric razor.

"Before we do the wild thing, we're going to shave all of your pubic hair. The bare look will make your cock look even larger."

Krista and I had done this once before where we shaved each other's private parts, so I really had no objections to this kinky move. Within seconds, she had the razor buzzing along and shaving me completely clean. After wiping my pubic area with a wet bath cloth, I lifted my rear once again to allow her to pull the towel from beneath me. She took the towel into the bathroom to dispose of my hair clippings. I was as bare as the day as was born, and there were no remnants whatsoever of pubic hair left on me or on the bed. She then returned to the dresser and retrieved yet another pair of handcuffs. 

"I want you almost completely immobile, so we're gonna cuff your ankles too."

This was somewhat surprising because Krista had never cuffed my ankles to the bed before. Within a minute or so, I was cuffed hand and foot to our king size brass bed. To reenergize my erection Krista gently traced her fingers along my upper thighs and then on to my loaded balls. With my missile now fully extended, she kissed the top of my cock and swirled her tongue completely around my bulging bulbhead. After my purple headed warrior was twitching and throbbing, she turned her attention to my face. She soon positioned her pelvis such that I was now staring straight up at her pussy.

"Without using your hands, your gonna have to make my pussy explode." said Krista.

Her cunt was now sitting on my face, and I began licking, sucking and kissing her clit as well as the folds of her pussy. I could usually drive Krista crazy by placing the tip of her clit in my mouth and then start humming. Krista was pinching her nipples and twisting and turning which made it almost impossible for my mouth to stay on her clit. She calmed down and re positioned herself again over my face. As I was licking at her clit, she was jamming 2 fingers into her juicy love canal. With her other hand she was intermittingly slapping at her pussy. With her eyes rolling around and screams and moans emanating from her mouth, she was quickly approaching pleasure overload.

"Oh, Oh, I'm Cumming!!" yelled Krista.

Small droplets of her love juices were dripping on my mouth and chin. After she composed herself, Krista indicated it that it was now my turn. She knelt down between my restrained and spread eagled legs to gently cup my bloated balls. She spent at two or three minutes caressing and examining my balls as if she was trying to assess the amount of cum that was boiling in my nuts. Her attention soon moved northward such that she began planting soft passionate kisses just below my belly button. After what seemed to be an eternity, she finally grasped my prick in her delicate fingers. Her right hand was soon clasped around my member as she slowly fisting my prick. When my erection was in full bloom, Krista's tongue was darting all around my the top of my cockhead. She lowered her warm, wet mouth so that more than half of my manhood was engulfed between her pouty lips.

She continued this cock teasing for at least another 45 minutes. Krista alternated between pumping, sucking and licking my engorged dick. Since we had been married for 6 years, she knew all my buttons to push. She particularly enjoyed pumping my cock with her hand until my bulbhead became a shiny purplish hue. 

"Mr. Purple seems to be getting all excited." said Krista.

Krista had nicknamed my cock "Mr. Purple" even before we were married. Her cock teasing was taking me to levels of lust that I had not experienced before. She let me kiss and suck on her enormous breasts one more time before she crawled off the bed and began to put on her on red satin silk pajamas. 

"What are you doing?" Aren't you going to let me out of these cuffs so that we can make love."

"Not tonight." she replied.

"Can you at least suck me off or give me a hand job or something?"

"Nope, not tonight."

"What I am supposed to do - go into the bathroom and jerk myself off." I asked desperately.

"Well, not exactly." replied Krista.

After this remark, my stunning wife disappeared out of the bedroom and into the hallway. When she returned to the bedroom, she was carrying a small box.

"I have a little gift for your cock that your just gonna love." 

"What did you mean by not exactly?" I asked.

To be continued...



High Priced Lust Ch. 02



After I asked this question, Krista opened the box to reveal a small plastic tubular device. Krista proudly told me that the strange looking contraption was a cock cage. 

"I will now have control not only over our sex life, but I will now have complete control over all your orgasms. You will cum only when and where I allow you to cum."

Since I was still cuffed at the wrists as well as the ankles, I was completely helpless as Krista began fitting the compact chastity cage over my now limp cock. She began to explain that she had to size the "A" ring on this diabolical device. One of the rings in the box was a perfect fit for my 1 3/4" wide cock. Krista threaded my balls and cock through the body of the cock cage before the entire device went over my cock. Within minutes, my dick was completely encased in this macabre cock prison. After Krista was assured that I was unable to escape from the device, she uncuffed my wrists and ankles. 

"So I am now supposed to go to bed with this thing on?" I asked.

"Absolutely. From the literature received with the cock cage, it says that within 24 hours the device will be rather comfortable." Krista exclaimed.

Twenty four hours? Are you telling me that I will have to sleep in this thing and also wear it all day tomorrow?

"You cheated on me, so your gonna have to wear this tonight, tomorrow and for as long as I say." 

Needless to say, I had a great deal of difficulty in getting to sleep that night. By the following evening, I had grown somewhat accustomed to this plastic prison around my cock. Because of the chastity cage, I could no longer pee while standing up. This became an added bonus for Krista because all of the toilet lids in the house would now be down.

The following Monday I went on into work as usual. At first I was worried that the device would create a small tent in my pants, but the developers of this male torture device made it so small that it was not visible beneath my clothing. I soon discovered that I was able to work thru my day without even noticing my new accessory. The week rolled on rather quickly, but the cock cage did present problems to me on Wednesday night. Since I had now not ejaculated in almost 5 weeks, I developed a very small nocturnal erection during my sleep. This device did not treat nighttime erections very kindly. Until my erection subsided, the cage gave me a small amount of discomfort. Fortunately, the pain disappeared quickly after my erection subsided. 

On Saturday morning, Krista told me that we were going to have a repeat performance of the previous Saturday night in that I would again be restrained hand and foot. Then and only then would the cock cage be removed from my private parts. At my wife's request, we went to the mall on Saturday afternoon. In order to win some brownie points, I purchased her over $300 worth of clothing. She was in a great mood so I was hopeful that eventually uncuff me tonight and then let me make love to her. 

Prior to the Saturday night big event, Krista suggested that we take a shower together. Since I had been wearing this device all week, my cock obviously needed some cleaning. Unfortunately for me, I was married to a woman who was very intelligent and who was excellent with details. Once in the shower, she cuffed my wrists behind my back before she unlocked the tiny metal padlock on the cock cage. After she placed the padlock and key carefully beside the bathroom sink, she removed the device from my member. The water from the shower was soon peppering down on my chest, stomach, and cock. After I was sufficiently wet, my now completely nude and gorgeous wife started rubbing the bar of soap over my cock and balls. My erection sprang to life in record time. Krista soon stopped washing me in fear that I would cum right there in the shower. 

"For me to clean you properly, you need to make your erection go away." she said.

She stood outside of the shower watching my cock continue to twitch. With Krista standing there completely naked, it was difficult for my missile to deflate. In order to eliminate my arousal, my wife left the room. After a couple of minutes, my cock had lost the vast majority of the erection. It was at the point that I realized that with Krista out of the bathroom I could hump the shower wall in an attempt to have an orgasm. I had no idea when Krista would let me have an orgasm so I took this brief opportunity to get my rocks off. I then began slamming my aching dick against the wet tile in the shower. After about 10 seconds, Krista reentered the bathroom. She quickly peeled me off the wall and pushed me down in the shower.

"You are pathetic." she screamed.

" I told you that your orgasms are on my terms. You will be punished for this - severely." she added.

From this experience, Krista learned that she could not leave me alone anywhere without my cock cage unless I was cuffed on the bed hand and foot. To help quickly reduce my erection, she put on a bathrobe so that I could not see her hot body. After about another 5 or 10 minutes, she managed to finish cleaning my crotch area. After placing the device back on me, she allowed me to finish my shower. Since the shower was built for two, Krista took her shower during this time also.

After we had both dried off, Krista and I went into our bedroom. As we had done the previous weekend, Krista cuffed both my wrists and ankles to the bed. She was then able to remove my cock cage from my anxious flagpole. She proceeded to drop the bath towel revealing her completely nude and luscious body. After pulling a pink vibrating dildo from her dresser drawer, Krista straddled me such that she was sitting directly on my chest with her long legs spread wide open. She inserted the dildo into her pussy to begin her naughty pleasure trip. Her index and middle finger were dancing over her swelling clit. Every minute or so, Krista were lean over to kiss me or to place one of her 37 inch tits in my mouth. 

Needless to say, my tower of pleasure was aching for some sort of relief. Krista continued masturbating less than 12 inches from my face until her she first began quivering and screaming with delight. As her orgasm hit, small traces of her pussy juice were dripping down her inner thighs. With her fingers she wiped some of her juices from her leg and placed the droplets into my mouth. Now that Krista had finished pleasuring herself, she turned her attention toward me.

"Is Mr. Purple ready for some fun?" Krista asked.

"Yes, Yes!" I begged.

Krista began her assault on my horny body by planting soft light kisses on my ankles and then working her way north to my lower legs. Her progress continued as the kissing and teasing soon reached my inner thighs and engorged balls. She licked the underside of my nuts before she sat herself down on my left ankle. She positioned her hot bod so that her wet pussy was sitting on my ankle. While still straddled on my ankle, Krista then began to slide up my left leg leaving small drops of her wetness all along the way. Since it had been over 5 weeks since my last orgasm, my cock and balls were practically at the boiling point. Krista kissed the top of my throbbing monster before straddling her pussy over my right ankle and slowing sliding herself up my right leg.

After planting a multitude of kisses on my abdomen, Krista placed her warm, wet mouth on my twitching pecker. Krista's tongue was soon soon moving up and down the entire length of my missile. My manhood soon disappeared into her luscious mouth. Krista could teach a class in advanced cock sucking because her teeth never touched my skin. After my moaning approached a deep guttural level, Krista would lift her mouth off my missile. Since we had been married for 6 years, Krista could tell from my moans and groans as well as the color of my cock as to when I was approaching the edge. She continued her unrelenting cock teasing for almost another hour alternating between sucking, licking and pumping my cock.

"Please sit on my cock. I am begging you." I screamed.

"Not tonight. In fact, I think we have had enough fun for the evening." Krista said.

"But I haven't come yet. Please let me come."

Krista indicated again that we were finished and began putting on her pajamas and getting ready for bed. After my member had deflected, she placed my missile back in the cock cage. To get to sleep, I swallowed a sleeping pill; otherwise, the aching in my cock and balls would have made for a very restless night.

On the following Sunday, Krista informed me that she would be start making unannounced visits to my office to check to be sure that my cock cage was still in place. Krista had visited me at my office before; however; it had been at least 2 years since her last appearance. At this point in time, it was not in my best interest to have Krista visiting my place of work. About 4 months earlier, Kirk and I were in need of an additional administrative assistant. Both Kirk and I certainly desired an employee who was proficient in Microsoft Word as well as other software applications; however, both of us had a super keen eye for very attractive women.

After interviewing about 6 applicants, a 24 year old stunning brunette named Julie was brought to my office by an Human resources person. She was wearing a very conservative blue business suit, but I could easily tell that she was concealing a smokin' hot bod beneath her outfit. Julie's angelic face, olive skin and full luscious lips had me almost mesmerized. To top it all off, Julie had the most unbelievably sexy voice on the face of the earth. My eyes were drawned to the middle of her resume where it indicated that she worked part-time at a local Hooters. I spent about an hour with her before walking this 5'4" beauty to Kirk's office. Kirk was just as impressed with little miss hot bod as I was, and we quickly extended her an offer. Julie must have easily noticed that Kirk and I were almost drooling during the interview; therefore, she requested a salary which was almost $10,000 above the midpoint of the administrative assistant salary grade. After much haggling with the HR department, we finally hired her in at the salary which she had requested.

My problem now was that had never told my wife Krista about hiring Julie. In the back of my mind I daydreamed that Julie and I would end up in the sack together. With my current predicament, that would now be impossible. I knew that I would be in the dog house again if Krista ever laid eyes on Julie. 

On the following Friday, I came home relatively early from work. Krista greeted me at the door with nothing on but a sheer black bra and matching panties. This was all a part of her grand plan to keep me horny.

"I have a surprise for you. I finally called the satellite TV company, and they came out and installed a dish. The cable company company will come out tomorrow to pick up the cable box. This has got all sorts of channels including a couple that I am sure that you will find very interesting."

As she began flipping the channels, she stopped and stared down at a program guide. After entering 3 digits into the remote, my eyes almost popped out of my head as I gazed at a gorgeous blond sucking the life out of a lucky guy's cock. 

"We've got porn!" Krista exclaimed.

Krista and I had certainly watched adult movies before; however, those were always rented videos or DVDs. Our previous cable company had never offered a hard core sex channel.

" I have it hooked up to our TV here in the Den as well the TVs in your study and our bedroom." said Krista.

Krista had signed us up with a programming package of over 100 channels plus the Playboy Channel and the Tenxtsy channel. Tenxtsy is a 24/7 channel with explicit hardcore entertainment. On Saturday night, she again cuffed me hand and foot to the brass bed. After Krista had removed my cock cage, she turned on the TV to the Tenxsty channel. She seductively stripped out of her light blue teddy before rubbing her voluptuous boobs over my legs, chest and face. With my raging erection in full bloom, she left the room. There I was stretched out on the bed watching on TV a very buxom blond riding this guy's love muscle like there was no tomorrow. The actress soon removed the cock from her pussy and slowly inserted it into her asshole. She was soon bouncing up and down again on his massive flagpole. The couple finished off in a doggie style position before he plastered her ass with 4 or 5 squirts of cum. My pecker was now throbbing uncontrollably and aching for relief.

Krista left me in this condition for almost an hour before returning to the bedroom to subject me to more of her cock teasing. Krista lowered her pelvis onto my face and instructed me to lick and eat her pussy. As I was licking her clit, she stuffed the dildo into her love tunnel. Like a diligent soldier, I did as I was told until her orgasm hit, which drenched my mouth and chin with her love nectar. Soon afterwards, the cock cage was again re attached to my private parts. It had now been over 6 weeks since my last orgasm.

During the next week, Krista added Tuesday and Thursday nights to our ( her ) lovemaking schedule; however, she did not restrain me on or remove my cage on these nights. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, Krista would have me kiss her from head to toe before finishing the evening with my mouth and hands firmly massaging, licking and slapping at her pussy. After her first orgasm, I would then use the dildo as well as my tongue and fingers on her swollen clit until her second orgasm. I had to continue pleasuring Krista until she reached orgasm number 5. She would talk dirty to me all during this time which would add fire to the flame for my raging hormones.

Just when I thought that things could not conceivably get any worse, Krista surprised me again one Thursday evening.

"Guess what I did today?" asked Krista.

"You changed your mind and now you are going to let me out of my cock prison?"

"No. Don't be silly. I went on the internet and got you a subscription to the Playboy Cyber Club. In fact, I have already browsed around and found a whole slew of hot girls which you can download to our computer. You can start tonight."

"In the past you didn't allow me to look at that sort of stuff."

"I have changed my mind. As long as I hold the key to your orgasms, I will insist that you spend hour upon hour looking at these Playboy models."

With this new development, I knew that Krista was attempting to drive my lust to unprecedented levels. After Dinner that evening, Krista sat me down in front of the computer in the Den. She gave me specific names of specific Playboy playmates for me to download to our hard drive. By the time Saturday evening had arrived, I had downloaded over 300 pictures from the Playboy website.

Before her weekly Saturday evening pleasure feast, Krista copied the Playboy pictures on to an external hard drive and then transferred these pictures to the computer in our bedroom. With 7 weeks' worth of cum boiling in my balls, Krista again cuffed me to the bed and removed the cage. She turned on the TV and switched channels to the Tenxtsy channel. To provide more entertainment for my throbbing missile, Krista brought the 17" flat panel monitor ( computer screen ) and placed it on a TV tray. She positioned the TV tray so that it was straddling my abdomen. The computer, which was attached to the monitor, was on a small desk about 6 ft from the bed.

After Krista had entered several keystrokes into the computer, Heather Kozar, a former Playboy Playmate of the Year as well as a former "Price is Right" beauty, appeared on my screen. Heather was lying horizontally across my monitor wearing nothing but a pair of black stockings. Heather was one of the Playboy Playmates that Krista had instructed me to download earlier in the week. The beautiful Heather was now the background on my computer's desktop. Within 3 minutes, the screensaver kicked in, and now a barrage of Playboy models and playmates were coming and going on my screen. Krista had set the screensaver so that each girl would stay on my screen for about 10 or 12 seconds before the next girl appeared. After Krista left the bedroom, all I could do was gaze at a hot porn scene on the TV as well as the continuing parade of Playmates on the monitor.

When Krista returned to the bedroom, she removed the monitor and TV tray off the bed, and then began her relentless teasing. As she had done on previous evenings, Krista used the dildo on herself before smothering her huge chest in my face. Like a hungry infant on formula, I feasted on her massive hooters. After about 5 or 10 minutes, Krista pulled her boobs away from my face and began to trace her delicate fingers around my engorged cockaroo. When my cock turned purple and my moaning became deeper, Krista would completely stop. Krista was bound and determined to make absolutely sure that I did not pass the point of no return. With her right hand still clutching my flagpole, Krista began licking my swollen balls until she placed my right ball and then my left ball in her warm mouth. Every minute or so, she would pump my cock for about 10 seconds. Her devilish methodology was driving me into an unbelievable state of lust.

" I can't take it anymore. I've gotta cum. My nuts are gonna bust. Their just gonna bust." I blurted out.

"Not tonight. Maybe next week." Krista replied.

"What your doing to me is diabolical; it is downright diabolical. You have no idea the kind of aching and pressure that this is putting on my cock and balls. Why don't you tell your brother Jack what your doing to me. I am sure that he would tell you that I have suffered enough. This punishment is much worse than the crime. I'm sorry. I was wrong that I cheated on you."

"If I told Jack that you cheated on his little sister, he would drive down here and probably beat the crap out of you. Besides, you signed a contract that gave my total and complete control of our sex life. If you do the crime, you gotta do the time."

"What if I am in an accident or something and the emergency room doctors or nurses have to take off my pants?"

"They would probably laugh their guts out, before maybe cutting it off." Krista said as she was holding back her laughter. 

As the evening concluded, all I could do was watch as Krista re-attached the cage to my private parts. Both my cock and balls were aching like there was no tomorrow. After my missile was safely confined, she uncuffed me from the bed. All of my begging and pleading was to no avail.

During the next week, Krista decided to turn the heat up on me even further. At about 2:30 PM on Tuesday, Krista appeared at the door in front of my office at work. She came on in my office and shut the door.

"I am here for your cock check. Drop your pants so I can see that your still wearing your cage."

"Do you think that I take this thing off when I come to work?"

"I just want to make sure. Go ahead and drop your pants."

I quickly unbuckled my pants and dropped my slacks as well as my underwear to give her a quick glimpse. 

"So who is the hot little brunette sitting out there in the secretarial area?" asked Krista.

"She is a new secretary that we hired a few months ago." I replied.

"Who does she work for?" 

"Well, she works for both me and Kirk." I said.

"She works for you? What is her name?"

"Her name is Julie."

"OK Clark. Let me get this straight. You have hired some little hottie who doesn't sit more than 12 feet from your office and you did not bother to tell me about it. You have always told me about new hires, retirements and resignations before, but you chose not to tell me about about Julie."

Krista opened my office door to get another look at the stunning 24 year old brunette.

"So she works for both you and Kirk. So who performs her performance evaluations - you or Kirk?"




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"Well, she hasn't been here long enough to have the yearly evaluation."

"Clark, why are you avoiding my questions. Let me ask it this way. On your organizational chart, where does she appear?"

As Krista was asking this question, she began scanning my wall and found the organizational chart for our department. With this information, I was quickly busted. Krista pulled the chart off my wall and quickly saw that Julie was one of my direct reports. 

"Clark, it appears that she works for you. You could walk around a mall for 2 days straight and not see a girl that attractive, but lo and behold, I walk in here and see a Playboy centerfold who not only sits outside your office but also works for you. I bet you hired her so that you could get into her panties - if you haven't already. Have you had sex yet with this little girl?"

"No of course not!" I replied.

Krista began walking out of my office mumbling that I was going to have to pay for this. I walked behind her and caught up with her in the lobby. We walked outside to continue the discussion, but Krista would not forgive me for not mentioning Julie to her. Krista went on to her car and drove away. I returned to my office wondering what Krista meant when she said that I would have to pay for this. Of course, my ultimate goal for hiring Julie was to eventually become intimate with her, but I would never in a million years mention that to Krista. After about 15 minutes, Krista reentered my office and closed the door.

"Why are you back. Did you forget something." I asked.

" I have a question for you. Don't you have to have a password to get on your computer here in the office as well as the laptop that you sometimes bring home?" asked Krista.

"Yes. It is password protected." I said.

"How many letters or numbers are required? Krista asked.

"It has to be between 6 and 10 alphanumeric characters."

"Can you change your password at any time?" 

"Yes."

"Here's what I want you to do. I want you to change your password to "orgasms". It is between 6 and 10 letters, so it should work."

"Krista, you can't be serious. When I am here at work, at least I can concentrate on something besides orgasms or my inability to have one."

"If you ever want your little friend to see daylight again, you will do as I say."

As long as I was trapped in this cock cage, I really had no choice. I quickly changed my password to "orgasms". Now I was going to have to type this into my computer several times a day which then would remind me of the painful predicament that I was in. Before Krista left, she reminded me that she could drop in anytime, and that I would be required to not only drop my pants but to also prove that "orgasms" was still my password.

Almost 8 weeks had now passed since my last orgasm. On top of that, Krista had grown tired of cleaning my cage; therefore, she bought another one ( with my credit card ) so that I could now clean my own cage and still be trapped in the second one. Krista continued to have me download sexy Playboy Playmates to our hard drive. When I returned home from work every day, Krista would have the sexy Playmates on the screensaver on each of our 3 computers. On occasion, Krista would also have the porn channel on when I came home from work. 

Prior to my cock's unfortunate incarceration, my primary goals in life were to make money and to enjoy a fulfilling sex life with Krista or other beautiful women ( if the opportunity so arose ). My focus in life had now become fairly simple - how do I escape from this cock cage. I knew that Krista kept the small key to my cage somewhere in the house; however, she had never left the house long enough for me to perform an exhaustive search. My luck changed during the first week of June. Krista was going to spend an entire Saturday shopping with her sister. Krista departed the house shortly after 9:00 AM, and I immediately began my search and rescue mission. I began carefully going thru each of the drawers in Krista's bedroom dresser. My search then stretched into our closet where I perused pockets on every one of her dresses, blouses, etc. The mission continued with me looking thru her 30 plus shoe boxes. My goal was to find her key and then rush down to a nearby store to make a duplicate copy of the key. After returning home, my plan was to remove the cage and watch one of my favorite porn movies. Never in my life had I looked forward with this much anticipation to masturbating to what I knew would be a mind blowing orgasm.

After looking thru almost nook and cranny in the house, I gave up the search at around 1:30PM. I even went thru her dresser, dresses and blouses a second time. For all I know she may have had the key to both of the cages in her purse. Nonetheless, I had given it my best shot.

By mid June I had now downloaded almost 2000 sexy images from the Playboy Website. Although the women from Playboy were breathtakingly beautiful, Krista stepped up her torture a small notch by giving me a subscription to the Penthouse website. The girls in Penthouse are usually posed a little more provocatively than those in Playboy. In addition, the Penthouse site contains photos of couples in extremely compromising positions. Most of the scenes are not XXX hardcore, but they are fairly close. As she did with the Playboy website, Krista would perform her internet reconnaissance, and then relay back to me which Penthouse Pets, models and girl/boy photos that she wanted me to download. It was during this time that I discovered Corrine Alphen, an absolutely stunning Penthouse Pet of the Year from the early 1980's. Krista and Corrine Alphen could almost be mistaken as twins. 

As June slipped into July, Krista continued the Saturday evening pleasure sessions. Ten weeks had now passed since my last orgasm, and the pain in my member and balls during Krista's cockteasing sessions seemed to be growing increasingly worse. During the day, my missile and balls did not normally generate any discomfort; however, when Krista had spent an hour or more teasing my cock, my prick and balls began to radiate a dull pain. I was actually taking an Advil one hour prior to her cock torture. At first I thought that the Advil was helping, but I soon realized that the payload residing in my balls was way to enormous to be treated with aspirin. The pain was not intense, but it was strong enough that I began to dread Saturday nights. After one particularly grueling 3 hour marathon of Playboy playmates, Penthouse pets, Satellite TV porn, x-rated DVDs and cock teasing that turned my cock into a 7" twitching and throbbing purple monster, I broke down.

"Krista , I am asking for mercy. You have your pound of flesh. Heck, you have gotten 5 lbs of my flesh during the past 3 months. You have no earthly idea of the pain and discomfort that I am in."

"You're just a big baby. I have read about monks and priests who have gone years without ejaculating. It is all in your mind; you just need to be more disciplined."

"At least the priests and monks are not taken to the brink of an orgasm once or twice a week. Also, they are trained to be disciplined in those matters. Most men cannot survive without some sort of orgasmic release."

"You should have thought about that before you jumped in the sack with Nikki."

Since Krista and I just finished our so called lovemaking, she was still completely nude. She had placed the diabolical cage back onto my private parts and uncuffed my wrists and ankles. The Playmates and Pets were still cascading across the monitor. Hannah Harper, a drop dead gorgeous British porn actress, was engaged in an intense reverse cowgirl scene on TV. The sensual overload was overwhelming, and I placed a pillow under my face, chest and stomach and began to violently hump the bed. I knew that an erection was impossible, but I hoped that maybe there was a slim chance that some cum could escape to relieve my highly pressurized balls. After about 2 or 3 minutes, I knew this was a lost cause, and I actually broke down and started crying. Tears began flowing down my cheeks as I began begging and pleading to Krista to show some sort of mercy. At first she was somewhat surprised by my emotional outburst, but then she refused to show any empathy toward my predicament.

On the first Monday in August, I went to lunch with my friend, Kirk. We usually went out to lunch together about 2 or 3 times per month. About halfway thru the lunch hour, Kirk told me that he had been dating Julie, our new hot secretary, for about 3 weeks. Since Julie reported directly to me and the three of us were all in the same department, their relationship could be questionable, but it was not out of line. Kirk broke the news to me that he and Julie had done the wild thing at his high rise condo on Friday night. He went into intricate detail in describing the texture of her skin as well as the feel and size of her enormous breasts. As Kirk continued to describe his erotic rendezvous with the best looking girl at our company, my imprisoned member began to press against the cage. When Kirk told me that he experienced 3 mind blowing orgasms on Friday night ( including one major league tit fucking session ) , I simply could not take it anymore. To relieve the pain that was quickly consuming my genitals, I excused myself to the restroom. When I returned from the restroom, I led the conversation in a different direction.

Just when I thought that things could not possibly get any worse, my worst fears came to fruition. On the Saturday night before Labor Day, Krista had me naked and cuffed hand and foot to the bed. As usual, Krista had tuned to the Tenxtsy channel while the computer monitor was parading a bevy of Playboy Playmates and Penthouse Pets across the screen. Krista had just finished teasing my missile into the stratosphere. Krista was still nude as I watched her and her slightly bouncing boobs leave the bedroom. Within 30 seconds or so, she returned with a manilla folder before pulling a small piece of paper from the folder.

"Guess what this is." Krista asked.

"I don't know." I replied.

When she unfolded the piece of paper for me to see, my eyes grew as large as saucers, and I swallowed hard. On the small slip of paper was written the name Victoria and a phone number. The handwriting was mine. About four years ago, Victoria was hired as a buyer in our company's Purchasing department. At the time, Victoria was a 27 old blond with a prominent chest and an effervescent smile. At about 5'4" tall she weighed approximately 130 to 135 lbs. Although not plumb, her arms and legs were slightly larger than my previous female relationships. Her big blue eyes, cute nose, full luscious lips and overflowing boobs more than compensated for her slightly large frame. 

Since my Department interfaced quite frequently with the Purchasing Department, Victoria and I had developed a professional relationship. About once a week, Victoria and I, as well as 2 or 3 others in her Department, were going to lunch together. Within about 3 or 4 months, Victoria and I went on an one on one lunch date. After several rather professional lunch dates, we both noticed the mutual attraction between us. Whenever she was close to me, she would make a point to gently touch my arm, leg or shoulder. When no one else was looking, she would provocatively wink at me. It was at about this particular point in time that Krista went to visit her mother in Cincinnati. Krista would be in Ohio for an entire week, and I knew that my lust for Victoria was going to have to be satisfied somehow.

At this point in my marriage, I had been completely faithful, but the temptations presented by Victoria were hard to resist. I took Krista to the airport on a Sunday morning, and on the way home I was sinfully contemplating the week ahead. I had lunch with Victoria on Monday, and we planned to for me to drive over to her apartment that evening. I had a small dinner at my house before arriving at her apartment at around 7:30 PM. After watching a little TV and engaging in some lite conversation, Victoria cut straight to the chase and began unbuttoning my shirt and unbuckling my belt. I began planting kisses all over her face before finishing off with a wet passionate kiss on her full lips. We were both in such a heighten state of passion that all our clothes were on the floor within 60 to 90 seconds. Needless to say, Victoria and I burned up the sheets that Monday evening at her apartment. We fucked and sucked each other silly until about 11:00 PM. I came twice that evening - once in her delightful pussy and the second time in her mouth.

I returned to her apartment later that week on both Wednesday and Friday evenings. We made love in at least a dozen different positions that week, and we did everything but anal sex. On Saturday afternoon, I picked Krista up at the airport. Victoria and I never did hook up again, and she resigned and joined another company about 6 months later. Unfortunately for me, I had written Victoria's phone number down and apparently had left the incriminating piece of paper in one of my shirt pockets. Krista was now holding the small sheet of paper with Victoria's number less than 12 inches from my face.

"Remember Mike, my detective friend who snapped all these pictures of you and Nikki. He did some snooping around with this name and phone number. He has provided me all the information I need. Now you have a choice. I am going to ask you a point blank question which I already know the answer to. If you lie to me, I will never remove that cock cage. You will have to get someone to cut it off, and that would most likely be rather embarrassing not to mention the potential safety hazards in trying to cut that baby off. Having said all that, I want you to look me straight in the eye and tell me if you ever had sex with this girl."

In this very brief period of time, my mind was racing in trying to remember or figure out what her detective could have discovered about an liason I had 3 years ago. I knew I could not hesitate with this question, but if I lied and somehow the detective had definitive prove of my affair with Victoria, I was toast. Was Krista serious about never removing the cage? Was she bluffing? Maybe all the detective was able to uncover was her employment at my office. Of course, I only had about 10 seconds to process this information. If I hesitated at all, Krista would have proof positive of this extramarital affair.

"Yes. We did it a couple of times, and then it was over. She resigned and moved on to a different company. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry".

"How many more affairs have you had, Clark? Two more, three more. Tell me. How many more? And don't you dare lie to me."

"This is it. Just these two. There have been no others."

I was telling the truth. Nikki and Victoria were the only girls other than Krista that I had become intimate with since my marriage. I was not sure if Krista had believed me or not, but she was seriously ticked off at me. All this time I was still cuffed hand and foot to the bed. This was not a good position to be in when you are confessing to your wife about an extramarital affair.

"The good news for you Clark is that I will remove the cage. The bad news is that it is not coming off anytime soon. I'm gonna have to crank your punishment up into overdrive." 

"What do you mean. What are you going to do to me?" 

"I don't know, but the last 4 months are going to seem like a cakewalk to you compared to these next 4 months."

"4 more months? You're not going to let me have an orgasm for 4 more months? Is that what your saying?"

"Clark, we signed a contract for a full year. You have cheated on me at least twice. I think next May would be the appropriate time for your next orgasm. Of course, you have 2 other options. You can give me three fourths of our net worth, or you can find someone to cut it off."

"Next May? I can't possibly last that long." I pleaded.

"Tough." Krista replied.

Krista then moved the TV tray back over my stomach, and placed the 17" flat panel monitor on the tray. Still naked as a jaybird, Krista walked out of the room leaving me at the mercy of the Playboy/ Penthouse screensaver and the hot porn movie on the DVD player. I tried to close my eyes to block out the tempting images, but the girls on the computer monitor and the sex scenes on TV were simply too titillating. I'm a guy, and guys enjoy looking at attractive nude women - especially those having wild sex. 

Over the next 2 weeks, Krista was certainly true to her word in that she turned up the heat on my already bloated balls. She gave me a subscription to 2 more adult internet sites and then gave me a quota such that I was required to download 350 pornographic images per week. This equated to about 50 per day. Krista would always review my selections and if my downloaded images were not sexy enough, she would delete them and have me download extra photos to compensate for those which she had deleted. On Saturday nights, Krista continued cuffing me hand and foot and teasing me into an unimaginable state of lust. She reserved Wednesday nights and one other night of the week for her pleasure only. On these nights I was not cuffed, but my cock cage was not removed. During these sessions, I was required to spend at least 30 minutes kissing her sensual body from head to toe. As per her direction, I had to spend an inordinate amount of time kissing, kneading and massaging her massive 37 inch tits. These evenings would finish with me using my fingers, mouth and tongue to bring her to several earth shattering orgasms. 

As September wound down, Krista again appeared at my office on one sunny Tuesday afternoon. She closed the door to my office, and instructed me to drop my pants for the "cock cage check". I then had to prove to her that my password was still the word "orgasms". 

" I see that your hot little secretary is still out there. What's her name - Julie?" asked Krista.

"Yes, she is still here. Julie is a very productive employee."

"Does she always wear a short skirt?" asked Krista.

"Not always." I replied.

On this particular day Julie was wearing a short leather skirt which perfectly showcased her tanned shapely legs. Earlier in the month, a young engineer actually walked into a filing cabinet while staring at Julie's legs. Because of Julie's presence in our office, our area of the building was known as the "scenic" route. Guys would go out of their way to walk by and catch a brief glimpse of our shapely brunette goddess. My friend Kirk was still dating Julie and enjoying the sensual delights of her hot little bod. I did not mention this to Krista. 

"I brought something in to help decorate your office." said Krista.

Krista proceeded to reach into her purse and pull a short cylindrically shaped bottle containing 2 small blue balls. She cleared a small space to the left of my computer monitor and placed the bottle there.

"Since you already have blue balls, I thought it would be appropriate that you had a pair sitting on your desk." 

"Haven't you tortured me enough? I already have to type "orgasms" in my computer 4 or 5 times a day. Now you want me to stare at these blue balls all day long."

"God only knows how many times you have cheated on me, so you will have to pay the price."

"Twice. I made 2 mistakes, and I apologize. I was wrong to hurt you like that. How many times to I have to say this?"

"Actually I would like to hear that every day, but in the mean time your staying in the cage and these blue balls on your desk are not going anywhere."

"What are others gonna think. What if Julie or some of my other female co-workers come in here and think that I am trying to send out some sort of horny message?"

"That's not my problem." replied Krista.

With the blue balls remaining on my desk, Krista walked out of my office and over to Julie's desk. Krista introduced herself so that she could get an upclose view of Julie's eye popping good looks. They talked for about 5 minutes before Krista left the building and returned home.




High Priced Lust Ch. 02



When I came home from work on the following Friday, Krista indicated that we were going out somewhere for dinner and entertainment. She would not tell me our destination, but she instructed me to wear short pants without any underwear. With me driving the car we departed the house at about 7:45 PM. Using some sort of directions which she has printed off the internet, Krista told me the freeways and roads to follow. After about 30 minutes, we pulled into the parking lot of one of the premier strip clubs in the city. Kirk and I had been to this club before so I was familiar with the layout. I was wearing a tan sports shirt, short pants ( without underwear ) and sandals. Krista's wardrobe consisted of a tight fitting silk red blouse and white capri pants. With the 3 inch heels on her feet, she was devastatingly beautiful. After I paid a $10 cover charge for both of us, we stepped into the heart of the club. The room was fairly large with a main stage and about 3 other smaller stages. A girl was dancing on each of the 4 stages. Krista soon found us a table less than 7 feet from the main stage.

After a few minutes, a petite brunette waitress brought us the menus. On the main stage, a slender blond with medium sized tits was strutting around to her 3rd and final song. As I stared at the blond as well as the other entertainers who were naked or half naked, my cock was desperately attempting an erection. When I had visited strip clubs in the past, I enjoyed the feelings of an erection in my pants. It was especially fun when a stripper would see the tent in my pants and then smile and make eye contact with me. My limp cock strained helplessly against the unrelenting confines of my cock cage. After we had ordered our meals, Krista would point out various strippers and comment as to which ones had the fake boobs or their natural tits. Since this was an upscale club, almost all of the women were extremely attractive. 

After 20 minutes or so, our meals arrived. I had ordered shrimp and french fries while Krista settled for simply a large salad. The food created a temporary diversion for my anxious balls and imprisoned prick. After about an hour and twenty minutes in the club, Krista called over to our table an absolutely striking blond named Jennifer. She was wearing an extremely low cut purple dress which barely concealed a spectacular set of hooters. Jennifer had been on stage about 30 minutes earlier, and her breathtaking body, big blue eyes and energetic smile had completely mesmerized me as well as all the other guys in the club. After her performance, she collected several dozen 1 dollar or 5 dollar bills scattered across the stage. After Jennifer sat down next to me, I was completely taken by her beauty. The 3 of us discussed the music as well as the other dancers. Krista asked Jennifer about the Executive Room, which was a separate room where the dancer and the customer could get away from the crowd and the loud music. At Krista's request, I paid another $50 to grant both of us access to this special room.

Upon entering the Executive Room, Krista, Jennifer and I found a small booth. The room only measured about 400 square feet, and there were only 2 other guys ( with their entertainers ) in the room. One of the guys was enjoying a private dance from his partner while the other guy was quietly talking with his entertainer. After some more small talk with Jennifer, Krista and I discovered that Jennifer was a part-time student at a local university and had just turned 20 years old. After about 15 minutes in the Executive Room, Jennifer asked us if we wanted a dance. 

"Absolutely. I want you to tease him until his nuts explode." replied Krista.

Jennifer giggled like a little girl upon hearing Krista's comment about my balls. As the next song began, Jennifer began to move seductively to the music. She quickly slipped out of the purple dress leaving her completely nude except for her purple thong and 3 inch heels. After squeezing her voluptuous boobs together, she lowered her head to allow her shoulder length blond hair to fall all over my face. The smell of her perfume was almost intoxicating. She raised her head back up allowing my to again to view her perfectly sculpted chest and unbelievable taut stomach. She had a tattoo of a small red heart about 3 inches south of her cute little belly button. She then began to move her arms rhythmically high above her head while allowing her satiny smooth legs to rub against my legs. My rod was desperately attempting an erection, but the cock cage would not allow it. Jennifer soon removed her thong and then gave me an upclose view of her now completely bare ass. After about a total of 4 minutes, the song ended and Jennifer put her thong and dress back on and then sat back down with me and Krista.

During the following song, Jennifer remained seated talking to both me and Krista. She was very articulate and intelligent. We discovered that she was a Marketing major. I had no doubt that this girl could excel in any sort of sales position on the face of this Earth. However, she was probably making 2 or 3 times as much money as an entertainer than she would in an entry level Marketing or sales position. When the next song began, Krista requested another dance from Jennifer. She quickly rose from her seat and again peeled off the slinky purple dress. Jennifer began going thru the same routine as she had done with her first song until my wife told her to rub her boobs in my face. Jennifer smiled and gently placed her hands on my head and moved her body slightly so that her right breast was sliding over my right cheek. During the next minute or so, she rubbed both her twin peaks over every area of my face. I was so horny I thought I was going to explode.

As the next song began, Krista motioned for Jennifer to continue dancing. Jennifer's seductive moves as well as her enormous hooters dancing over my face again were making my genitals extremely uncomfortable. After Jennifer's third dance for me, I excused myself to the restroom. I entered a stall and dropped my pants to look at my desperate and imprisoned pecker. I did my business in the restroom and tried to get my mind off of Jennifer and all the other drop dead gorgeous women in the club. When I returned to the Executive Room, Jennifer and Krista were chatting like two long lost girlfriends. 

After rejoining Krista and Jennifer in the small booth, Krista told Jennifer that I had cheated on her at least twice, and that I was now being punished for my indiscretion. I was somewhat shocked that Krista would reveal this to a complete stranger, but the cat was already now out of the bag.

"So your being punished; in what way? asked Jennifer.

"Well, she's doing different things to me. We probably don't want to go there. You don't need to here about our marriage problems." I replied.

"Do you know what Clark is wearing underneath those short pants?" said Krista.

"Krista, please - we don't need to get into this. This is not the time." I begged.

"Clark is wearing a cock cage. With this device, he cannot generate an erection much less an orgasm." said Krista.

"Your kidding aren't you." asked Jennifer.

"Clark, unzip your pants and show the little cock cage to Jennifer."

"Come on Krista. Please don't do this." I pleaded.

"I am directing you to unzip your pants or drop your pants right now. I don't have to remind you about our agreement do I?"

While still sitting in the small booth, I unzipped my pants. At Krista's direction, Jennifer bent over to stare down at my imprisoned member.

"Oh my goodness. Does it hurt?" asked Jennifer.

Before I could answer the question, Krista told me to tell Jennifer how long it had been since my last orgasm.

"It's been over 5 months. April 22nd was the last time that I had an orgasm."

"Good grief! 5 months? You've gone over 5 months without an orgasm? I didn't know that guys could hold out that long. Aren't you like getting really horny?" asked Jennifer.

"You have no idea - absolutely no idea." I said.

"My boyfriend starts getting crazy if he goes more than 4 or 5 days." said Jennifer.

"I've gone 5 months. Can you imagine him going 5 months." I asked.

"How often do you and your boyfriend have sex?" asked Krista.

"I guess we average about 3 times a week. We don't live together so he has to come over to my apartment or I go over to his house."

" I bet he loves your boobs. Do you ever let him make love to your tits?" asked Krista.

Krista was intentionally trying to probe into Jennifer's sex life just to torture me even more. Jennifer actually blushed slightly and admitted that her boyfriend frequently fucked her voluptuous chest. Krista continued asking Jennifer questions such that we learned that her boyfriend was a 27 year old attorney who had just recently graduated from an Ivy League school. We also learned that this buxom vixen lost her virginity at age 18 to her high school sweetheart. She received her boob job about a year earlier, and it increased her bust size from a 34B to a 36D. After another 15 minutes, Krista let Jennifer dance for me one more time. I was now almost numb from the sensual overload. 

After giving Jennifer over $100 for her dances, Krista and I left the club at about 11:00 PM. Unfortunately for me, Krista's plans for the evening were not over. Krista pulled another sheet of paper from her purse and starting giving me directions. After another 10 or 15 minutes, I was shocked when we drove into the parking lot of an adult oriented business. Krista and I both went into the store. It was a typical adult store which sold and rented adult videos and DVDs. The establishment also contained a large section of adult novelty items including whips, handcuffs and blow up dolls. We walked around for about 10 minutes until Krista asked me to return to the car. After another 10 minutes, Krista came back to the car with a medium sized bag.

"So, What do you get?" I asked.

"It's gonna be a surprise." cooed Krista.

As the next week began, I anticipated that Krista would reveal her secret adult video store purchase. However, she chose not to divulge this information ( at least for the time being ). During the first week of October, Krista indicated that I should plan to take a vacation day for the following Friday. Krista said that we were both going on a small weekend getaway and that she had purchased airline tickets. On the Wednesday evening before the trip, she packed her bag as well as mine. I still had no idea as to our destination. We arrived at the airport at about 6:00 PM on Thursday evening. When we arrived at the gate, I discovered that our destination was Miami. Our airplane was on schedule in that we departed the gate at almost exactly at the 7:36 departure time. After a non-eventful flight, we landed in Miami about 2 1/2 hours later. We only had carry on luggage, so were able to quickly find our way to the rental car location. Since our hotel was only about 25 minutes from the airport, Krista and I were able to get checked in and settled in our hotel room before 1:00 AM. 

On the following Friday morning, we slept in relatively late to about 8:30 or so. After breakfast at the hotel restaurant, Krista said that we were going to the beach. Since our hotel was not on the water, we jumped in the car to head toward one of the beautiful Florida beaches. As Krista had done before in our home town, she pulled out her directions gathered from an internet search. In less than 10 minutes, we pulled into a parking area which was obviously fairly close to the beach. As we walked from the parking lot toward the beach, I noticed a sign which stated "Beyond this point you may encounter nude sunbathers". 

"Krista, is this a nude beach?"

"Absolutely. I think that you will find this to be very interesting."

"So to torture me even more, you want me to look at all the nude sunbathers?" I asked.

"Not only that, but you are going to peel off your swim trunks and get naked yourself."

"Oh no. Not with this cock cage on. You can't possibly want me out there so that people can stare at this contraption on my nuts?"

"That's exactly what I want. You cheated on me, so a little embarrassment and humiliation will be good for you."

"What if I refuse?"

"If that is the case, I will never take off the cage."

At this point, I realized that I would have to go forward with this. Krista held the key to my entire manhood, and she was obviously enjoying the power she was wielding in our relationship. We continued walking toward the beach, and soon began passing a few sunbathers lying on the beach wearing nothing but their birthday suits. We walked another 50 yards or so until we passed a couple of attractive and very nude twenty something females lying face up on large beach towels. They did not seem to mind as I took a very brief glimpse at their chests as well as their uncovered crotches. Krista indicated that this is where we would stop and lie down.

At Krista's instruction, I removed my beach shirt and pulled down my swim trunks. With the exception of the cock cage, I was now completely nude. My lovely wife then had me stand up and face toward the 2 hot females as Krista slowly applied sunscreen to my neck, back, butt and legs. I notice that the voluptuous brunette had now seen the cage as well as my imprisoned pecker. She quickly nudged the slender blond next to her, and now they were both staring at my crotch. I stared off into the ocean so as to avoid eye contact with these beauties. After Krista was assured that our 2 neighbors had received an eyeful of my full frontal nudity, she turned me around to finish the sun block on the rest of my body.

When Krista had finished attending to me, she removed her bikini top to show the beach goers her spectacular 37 inch C cup breasts. I had never personally seen Krista go topless in public before, but I knew that she was not shy about revealing her boobs to strangers. Soon after we were married, Krista shared with me a story which occurred when she was a senior in college. Krista attended a fairly large Southern public university. As a member of a sorority, she was a frequent visitor to the many fraternity and sorority on campus parties. During one very late night party at her own sorority house, only a handful of students remained at the party. At the party's peak, Krista estimated that approximately 100-150 students were drinking, partying and dancing in the house. By 2:00 AM on this Saturday morning, the crowd had dwindled to no more than 20 collegians. Of those 20, only about 4 or 5 were girls.

In Krista's opinion, the party was becoming rather boring. To liven up the late night party, Krista went to an upstairs room and proceeded to peel off every single stitch of clothing with the exception of a pair of pale blue panties. After taking a deep breath, Krista walked downstairs into the very heart of the party. She quickly became the center of attention. Krista was particular intrigued to watch the reaction of the 3 or 4 freshman guys who were still there at the party. Since this party transpired in mid September, this could have been the first college party that these freshman had ever attended. As the junior and senior guys were trying desperately to impress Krista with their wit and charm, the 3 freshman guys were staring like a deer in headlights at Krista's mountainous chest and tanned, shapely legs. Krista thought that this may have been the very first time that some of those freshman had feasted their eyes on a live topless girl. As Krista stole very brief glimpses of the tents forming in several of the guys' trousers, she could feel her self-esteem soaring to unprecedented levels.

The few girls that remained at the party were not amused by Krista's stunt, but she gave the remaining guys a visual that is probably still burned into their brains to this very day. Over the next month, Krista was asked out by 7 of the guys at the party. Six of these seven guys were still at the party when Krista unveiled her two twin peaks. She accepted dates with 2 of the seven and one 23 year old graduate student, who was at the late night party, became not only her boyfriend, but also a very lucky sexual partner.

Having said all this, I did not find it extremely unusual that Krista would choose to bare her breasts at a public beach. We lay on the our beach towels for another thirty minutes or so until my stunning wife decided that we should begin walking toward a more crowded area of the nude beach. Krista's goal was obviously to parade my trapped missile in front of as many others as possible. As we began to encounter others on the beach, it was apparent that Krista's stunning chest and my imprisoned cock were drawing stares and double takes. One couple, who looked to be in their early fifties, actually approached us and asked what I was wearing on my genitals. Krista wasted no time in giving them the juicy details on the cock cage, my extramarital affairs and my 5 1/2 months without an orgasmic release.

As we talked with the couple, the woman was actually brazen enough to squat down to get a more up close view of my imprisonment. The man began lecturing me and asking me why I would even consider cheating on a goddess with a centerfold type face and body. Krista insisted that we continue to walk further down the beach so as to maximize the number of people who could get an eyeful of my unfortunate incarceration. We spent at least 2 1/2 hours walking up and down the beach drawing more finger pointing and gawking. To say the least, I had never been so embarrassed and humiliated in my entire life. At about 1:00 PM, Krista relented and let me place my swim trunks back on. After departing the beach, we caught a quick lunch at a nearby fast food restaurant. After returning to the hotel, we both showered before spending the afternoon shopping at an upscale shopping district. Later that evening, we traveled down to South Beach and hit several several of the trendy clubs in the area. 

Krista's original plan was for us to return on Saturday morning again to the nude beach. After a whirlwind of begging and pleading from me, Krista finally came to her senses and let Friday's embarrassment be a one time event. Instead of going to the nude beach, we went to a more conventional beach that prohibited nudity. we concluded Saturday by dining at an exceptional seafood restaurant. Our flight back home departed mid morning on Sunday and by 3:00 PM we were back in our home city.

About 2 weeks later ( on Oct 20th ), I came home from work to find that Krista's plans that evening were to celebrate my 6 month anniversary of my inability to achieve an orgasm. Krista decorated a chocolate cake with the words "Orgasms are Prohibited" written on top of the cake. Soon after dinner, we took showers in separate bathrooms and proceeded to the bedroom. This was not an evening in which I was going to be cuffed to the bed; however, the cock cage was also not coming off. Krista started the evening by starting the bedroom computer and the accompanying x-rated screensaver. This was followed by placing an adult DVD in the DVD player. After the computer and DVD were rolling, my devious wife seductively removed my clothes and instructed me to lie down on the bed.

Krista hit the mute button on the TV remote and placed a CD in our bedroom CD player. When the music began, Krista began dancing around the room wearing a pink sheer lace trim babydoll, matching g-string and 3 inch open toed heels. Like some sort of entertainer at a strip club, Krista danced thru the entire song without removing any of her outfit. As the second song started, she removed her sexy shoes and climbed on the bed. While now standing on the bed, Krista continued her seductive striptease by pulling her babydoll up to reveal her boobs and bare mid drift. As the second song concluded, she peeled the babydoll off and tossed it on the floor. As the 3rd song began, the pink g-string was the only piece of clothing remaining on my brunette goddess. During this 3rd and final song, she enjoyed rubbing her cute little tanned feet up and down my legs. As the song ended, she slipped the g-string from her crotch and down her legs and ankles.




High Priced Lust Ch. 03



On Saturday morning, Krista and I arose at about our usual weekend time of about 8:00 AM. The day was fairly uneventful. I did some routine household chores in the morning and caught some college football games during the afternoon. Krista refused to disclose any information concerning her plans for us that Saturday evening. At around 6:00 PM, Krista and I grabbed a quick bit to eat in the kitchen before hitting the showers and getting dressed. She indicated that we were going to a party and promptly placed a large duffel bag in the back seat of our SUV. She refused to reveal to me as to the contents of the bag. Krista was decked out to the nines dressed in sleeveless polo dress with a deep V collar neckline. Surprisingly, Krista insisted that she would do the driving. With this development, I grew somewhat suspicious, but not overly concerned. After about 20 minutes of driving, Krista pulled the SUV off the road into a small parking lot. After stopping the vehicle, Krista pulled a black hood from her purse. In effect, this was a full faced blindfold. 

"Put this on." said Krista.

"Why?"

"Cause I don't want you to see exactly where we are going."

"And why is that?"

"Just put the blindfold on and don't ask any more questions, and don't you even think about taking off the blindfold."

I complied with Krista's request. By now, it was approaching dusk, and with our tinted windows, it would have been difficult for someone to see that I was blindfolded. We drove on for another 10 or 15 minutes until Krista stopped the SUV. After Krista removed the hood, I could see that we had parked on the street next to a curb in a very high class neighborhood. A large number of cars were parked on both sides of the street. Even in the darkness, I could see that the majority of the homes were situated on 3/4 to 1 acre lots. After Krista grabbed the duffel bag from the back seat of our SUV, we walked for about 300 feet until we arrived at the front door of what could best be described as a 2 story mini-mansion. 

After ringing the doorbell, Krista and I were greeted by a very attractive mid 30ish brunette named Sonya who was dressed in a white lace up corset top and a short black leather mini-skirt. After a couple of minutes of small talk, Krista handed a $100 bill to the brunette ( I learned later that this was the cover charge for this party ). Krista and I were soon escorted on into the library/computer room where 5 or 6 couples were eating shrimp and chicken fingers. Most of the women were dressed in moderately to fairly suggestive clothing. After meeting several of the couples, we traveled on into the dining room, gourmet kitchen and large 2 story grand salon, which is a fancy description for a family room. An L shaped green leather couch sat towards the middle of the room while 2 very comfortable looking green leather recliners resided on each side of the couch. A 42" plasma television dominated the far end of the grand salon while a large fireplace with windows on each side was on the outer wall. A large staircase wound its way up to the second floor balcony. About 10 -15 couples were gathered in the family room. When one of the men in the Grand Salon asked me how often I attended swinging parties, I almost dropped my drink.

After another 15 minutes or so, other couples arrived at the house. Gina, one of Krista's bridesmaids at our wedding, and her husband, Kevin, were one of the couples who arrived during this time. Gina was about 2 years younger than my wife and sported a nice set of tits beneath her pink halter top. It had been at least 4 years since I has seen Gina, and I definitively did not recall her possessing a stunning figure. I remembered Gina as an extremely attractive girl without much of a chest. It was fairly obvious to me that Gina had paid a visit to a plastic surgeon. As it is for most guys, I almost have a photographic memory when the subject is attractive girls with prominent chests. Standing no taller than 5'3", Gina weighed no more than 100 lbs. Her piercing blue eyes, tight ass and shapely legs also drew the attention of many of the men in the room. Her Italian heritage had blessed her with a natural dark complexion skin. 

The party had a wide assortment of age groups with the youngest couple in their early twenties while 1 couple was at least in their fifties. The average age of the party goers most likely hovered around the mid 30's. I attempted to corner Krista to ask as to why she brought us to a swingers party, but Krista would brush me off and tell me to relax. After we had been at the party for about an hour or so, the majority of the party goers began to make their way downstairs to an absolutely huge basement which looked out onto a lighted swimming pool and attached hot tub. The basement was at least 60 feet long and about 20 feet wide. The east end of the basement was a dance area complete with flashing and rotating ceiling lights. My eyes were quickly drawn to the far west side of the basement where 2 king sized beds were located. As I moved closer to the beds, I noticed that both beds were covered with cream colored satin sheets, and a mirror covered the ceiling over the entire west end. The floor covering for this western third of the basement was an extremely blush light blue carpet. 3 king sized pillows sit at the headboard of each bed while numerous pillows were scattered about on the luxurious carpet. Two green leather sofas sat within 6 feet of each of the two beds. Another 42 inch plasma TV was positioned on the wall next to the bed on the left. The TV was not flush against the wall, but rather sitting diagonally out into the room so that the viewing angle from both beds was maximized.

As I gazed at beds and the mirrors, I was joined by Sonya, the attractive brunette who greeted us at the door.

"Is this the first time that you have been to a party like this?" asked Sonya.

"Yes. Yes it is." I replied.

"Well, this is 1 of our 2 public areas. We use the chairs and sofas upstairs in the grand salon as our second public area." said Sonya as she pointed to the 2 beds, the leather sofas and the surrounding pillows.

"I guess that means what I think it means." I said.

"Yes. We have several couples here tonight that are purely exhibitionists. They enjoy having sex in front of an audience. In fact, about 2 months ago, my husband and I did the wild thing in front of about 25 people, before switching partners and going at it again."

My mind raced as I began visualizing Sonya riding atop some guy's flagpole.

"This is an "on site" club, so you can hook up here with someone that you find attractive. An "off site" club would be a location where the participants would meet and then would go to a hotel or back to one of their homes. Now we also have 4 cozy bedrooms upstairs plus a study on the first floor which we call our private areas." stated Sonya. 

"So how many people normally attend these parties." I asked.

"We usually have between 20 and 30 couples - sometimes more, sometimes less. We have 33 couples here tonight, and I might add that your wife, Krista, is quite stunning. Men have been staring at her all night."

"Have you ever had anybody famous drop by?" I asked.

"Last year we had a former Penthouse Pet attend with her hunk of a boyfriend. She danced with several of the other guys at the party before she and her boyfriend spent about 2 hours watching people making love here in the public area. At this point, the centerfold and her boyfriend obviously became much more comfortable with the atmosphere because they were soon removing each other's clothes. After about 10 minutes of foreplay, she was sucking the life out of his cock. By the time that they actually began having sex, a whole crowd of folks gathered around the bed to watch. Several of the guys who were watching started jerking their cocks. I had never seen so many guys drooling in my life. Most celebrities will avoid these kind of parties unless they already have a reputation for being sexually adventurous."

Sonya and I talked for a few more minutes before I rejoined my wife on the dance floor. I danced with Krista as well as several other women before the lights overhead flashed on and off several times. This was apparently the signal that the party was transitioning to the next stage. Krista grabbed me by the arm and pulled me over to one side of the basement. 

"Wait right here. I will be right back." said Krista.

Before Krista returned, I watched as several of the women began removing their dresses or tops. Also, the large plasma television in the "public" area was on and was telecasting what appeared to be an adult movie. On the High Def TV, I could see in exquisite detail a buxom blond teasing the camera before removing her dress and cupping her tits. When the blond on the TV lay back in the bed and started to play with her clit, Krista playfully pinched me in the ribs and guided me into a bathroom. I noticed that she was now carrying the duffel bad which she had brought from the house. 

"Take off your shirt." stated Krista.

"Take off your T-shirt too."

Krista then turned her back to me and stuffed my shirt and T-shirt in the duffel bag.

"Now, since I am in complete control of our sex life, you will do as I say for the remainder of the evening. Is that understood?"

"I don't have much of a choice do I?"

"Not really."

After this brief conversation, Krista pulled the blindfold out of the duffel bag and placed it back over my head. Just as I was in the car, I was now in complete darkness.

"Put your hands behind your back."

My lovely wife carefully handcuffed my hands behind my back. At this point, I resigned myself to the fact that Krista was preparing an embarrassing night for me. Krista lead me out of the bathroom and back to the large basement. The music playing on the CD player was now more of a mellow variety, and it was at a much lower volume. As we walked across the room, I could hear conversations stopping in mid sentence. Even blindfolded, I could sense that people were staring at me. Our short walk soon ended as I lightly bumbed into something.

" I want you to get up and stand on the bed." stated Krista. 

While still blindfolded, I carefully climbed upon the bed before standing upright.

"Now we gotta get those pants off." cooed Krista.

As Krista removed my belt and dropped my dress pants to my ankles, I felt an unmistakable sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Without any warning, Krista removed my blindfold. About 2 dozen people were gathered around the bed staring directly at me. Several couples still on the dance floor were also looking in my direction. More than a third of the women in the room were either topless or practically nude. Except for my briefs, I was stark naked. After stepping out of my dress pants, Krista swiftly pulled my underwear down my legs and over my ankles. All eyes gazed at my crotch and the attached cock cage. I heard several women gasp while several delicately placed their hands over their mouths. Krista then took off her 3 inch heels and stood up with me on the bed. All the people on the dance floor had now moved in my direction. An audience of at least 35-40 people were staring mostly at my imprisoned manhood.

"This is my husband, Clark. Last Spring, I caught him cheating on me with some little twinkie. I then discovered that he had an affair with one of his coworkers. God only knows how many other times he has been unfaithful." 

At this point I attempted to speak up but Krista cut me off quickly.

" I thought about a divorce, but I instead chose to punish him for his indiscretion. He has been wearing this cage now for over 6 months. Tell the folks when you had your last orgasm."

"Krista, please, this is embarrassing." I murmured.

"Tell them, and say it loud and clear."

"April 22nd." I blurted out.

Several of the women opened their mouths wide in stunned disbelief. Many of the men were shaking their heads in obvious empathy to my situation.

"His punishment continues tonight - right here and right now." said Krista.

Krista was soon positioning me around until I was sitting upright with my legs outstretched. Krista began untying and removing my shoes before taking off my socks. It was at this point that my feet were touching the baseboard of the bed. Krista pulled me slightly back toward the top of the bed. In front of this rather large gathering of people, Krista removed the handcuffs from behind my back and instructed me to lie down on the bed. Krista and her friend Gina stretched out both of my arms and cuffed both of my wrists to the headboard. As I suspected, Krista then cuffed my ankles at the bottom of the bed. She again opened the duffel bag and removed a very small purse. She removed the key to the cock cage from the purse and unlocked and freed my imprisoned flagpole. As I lay there naked and spread eagled on the bed, Krista, Gina and Kevin, Gina's husband, retreated to a corner of the dance floor. I could not hear the conversation, but it appeared that Krista was doing most of the talking. During this time, my attention was diverted to the bed to my right. Two couples were in the first stages of foreplay. The 2 thirty something women were totally nude while the 2 guys were unclothed except for their underwear, Their cocks were bulging noticeable beneath their briefs.

Krista, Gina and Kevin returned from their dance floor conversation. The orgy transpiring in the adjacent bed was heating up rather dramatically. The couple nearest to me was engaged in a 69 position while on the other side of the bed, the guy had a mouth full of pussy. About 6 or 8 couples were gathered around to watch this sextranvaganza. Meanwhile, Krista and Gina both crawled up on my bed and began delicately tracing their fingers on my toes, my feet and then my lower legs. By the time they reached my upper thighs, my erection was throbbing and at full throttle. As Krista started kissing my lips, I could feel Gina placing light kisses just above my pubic hair. As Gina moved northward and began massaging and kissing my aroused nipples, I let out a small moan. After about 10 minutes of touching every square inch of my body ( except for my cock and balls ), they both stood up on the bed. Kevin, as well as several other couples were now standing around the bed. 

While standing on the bed, Krista stepped out of her sexy sleeveless polo dress revealing the best looking set of tits in the house. Gina followed Krista's lead and removed her pink halter top. Krista's perfectly shaped 37 inch hooters and Gina's surgically enhanced chest began drawing a great deal of attention from the guys in the room. Neither Krista nor Gina were completely nude for each was still wearing a small thong. After Krista and Gina sat down Indian style on each side of me, Gina motioned for her husband Kevin to join her on the bed. Kevin, who was wearing nothing but his briefs, began to plant soft kisses along Gina's back and neck. He reached around her body and gave her boobs a quick squeeze. Within a few minutes, Gina and Kevin were engaged in some serious lip lock. In full view of both me as well as a growing audience, they both removed their last remaining piece of clothing. Kevin's engorged missile sprang out of his shorts and slapped Gina under her chin. 

Kevin continued his assault on his beautiful wife by tracing his fingers in a circular pattern over each of her mountainous breasts. Although Gina's tits were the product of an excellent cosmetic surgeon, they were the perfect size for her small frame. After spending about 5 minutes of massaging. licking and sucking on her boobs, Kevin refocused his attention on Gina's inner thighs and hungry pussy. Kevin was quite the tease as he began licking on Gina's dark tanned legs just above her knees before traveling toward her inner thighs. They positioned themselves so that I could receive an unobstructed view of her delightful pussy. Her soft blond fuzz was shaved in a mohawk and perfectly showcased her pink lips. I could easily see that her pussy lips were swollen and small drops of her love juice were leaking from her love tunnel. Kevin's fingers were slapping on her clit while his tongue was buried in her cunt.

"Deeper, stick your tongue in deeper." Gina gasped.

Gina's head was rolling from side to side, and her moans were become louder. Kevin continued to tongue fuck her until her moans transitioned to little squeals. With her legs flailing in the air and her hands holding Kevin's head like a vase, Gina let loose with a string of loud squeals. After her spasms subsided, Gina caught her breath and started planting kisses on Kevin's lower abdomen. Before Gina could work her way to Kevin's aroused flagpole, Krista repositioned the horny couple so that Kevin was on his knees directly to my left while Gina was on my right. Kevin's knees were touching my left rib cage, and his cock was pulsating less than 6 inches above my stomach. Krista grabbed another pillow and place it under my head so that I could get a better view of the upcoming live sex show. With a crowd of at least a dozen people around the bed, Gina leaned over my sprawled and spread eagled body and began licking on Kevin's cockhead. Her elbows were resting on my chest and stomach and I could feel her boobs brushing against my right ribcage. Since this was a somewhat rather difficult position for Gina to maintain, Krista stopped the action to reposition the 2 exhibitionists. 

"I think it is time for Clark to see some live sex action." said Krista.

After this comment. Gina got on all fours with her hands face down just to the right of my chest and her knees sitting to the left of my chest. With his cock still standing at full attention, Kevin knelt behind Gina and slapped his missile against her pussy. 

"Give it to me doggy style." purred Gina.

As Gina made this remark, she shot a glance toward me and gave me a wink. Kevin's tower of pleasure slowly eased into Gina's velvety pleasure paradise. Kevin cut straight to the chase by making 5 or 6 quick authoritative thrusts into Gina's cunt. After this brief foray of heavy thrusting, Kevin slowed to a less frantic pace. As the lovemaking continued, Kevin's thrusting slowed even further while Gina's squeals were increasing. Krista noticed that Gina's flowing brunette hair was blocking my view of Gina's face; therefore, like some sort of porn director, Krista joined this wicked tease by holding Gina's hair so that I had an unrestricted view of Gina's adorable face. Although my cock and balls had not even been touched all evening, the twitching and throbbing in my prick was noticeable. In fact, 2 or 3 women in the crowd were pointing at and making comments about my bobbing dick. As Kevin continued his slow but steady thrusting, Gina started talking dirty to me.

"I bet you'd like to fuck me like this. Wouldn't you? 6 months without an orgasm? I bet that your balls are about to bust. Go ahead and tell me. Tell me that you want to fuck me."

Even in my condition, I did not know exactly how to respond to this question. If I responded yes, my wife Krista might inflict further punishment.

"Whatever Krista wants." I responded.

At this point Krista noticed that Kevin was nearing an orgasm. His moans were much deeper and guttural.

"Pull out! Pull out! Let the cum fly! Squirt it out all over her ass." screamed Krista.

Kevin followed Krista's instructions perfectly and began fisting his cockaroo above Gina's shapely butt. Within seconds, 4 or 5 strings of cum erupted from his missile and landed on Gina's lower back and ass. Kevin continued moaning and fisting his cock until his post orgasmic spasms ended. Several people in the growing audience applauded the spectacular performance. The crowd began moving off in different directions while Krista, Gina, Kevin and some heavy set man, which I had met earlier, were talking near the plasma TV. Krista spun away from this group and walked toward me.




High Priced Lust Ch. 03



"Honey, we are gonna go upstairs for awhile. You sit tight and not go anywhere." said Krista.

With my wrists and ankles cuffed, this fact could have been obvious to a 3 year old. The bed beside mine was now occupied by a man in his early 50's and a slender and semi attractive blond who was no older than 35. Her husband as well as 2 other couples were watching the missionary style fucking unfold. It was at this point that a rather buxom and very topless brunette walked by my bed. We exchanged hi's before she sat on my bed. Her name was Brenda, and appeared to be in her early to mid 40's. We talked casually about my predicament and my infidelities that had brought the wrath of Krista upon me. She was slightly plumb and had a larger than average nose, so her 37 inch knockers were easily her most attractive feature. After about 10 minutes of conversation, I decided to take a risk which I would later regret.

"Would you mine doing me a huge favor?" I asked.

"I guess that would depend. What do you you want? 

"I have gone 6 months without an orgasm. I would deeply appreciate it if you would jerk my cock with your hand and l let me come."

"I don't think your wife would like that. I mean you did cheat on her at least twice. In fact, all the girls here were given instructions from Sonya not to hook up with you or give you a blowjob or anything like that."

"How about fisting my cock out of sheer mercy. You have no idea the kind of teasing that Krista puts my thru at home. I have to take Advil to lessen the pain in my cocks and balls."

"I'm sorry. I can't. Rules are rules. They might not let me come back here if I break one of the rules."

"About if I give you $200. All you have to do is to jerk me off and then clean me up with a bath cloth or something."

"Do I look like a hooker to you! Wait till your wife hears about this."

Brenda walked off in a huff and began climbing the staircase to the main level.

'Wait. I'm sorry. I was out of line. Please don't tell Krista. I am begging you."

It was too late; she had disappeared up the staircase. When Krista heard about this, she was going to hit the roof. My mind began racing as to the implications of my boneheaded request. At the time, it seemed like a logical question to ask. I was incredibly desperate to have some sort of orgasm, and my brain was now obviously lodged in my groin - as it had been for the past 6 months. After about another 15 minutes, I saw Krista coming down the stairs. Surprisingly, about a half a dozen couples followed Krista over to my bed. Unfortunately, Brenda and her husband were in this small group.

"Brenda tells me that you offered her $200 for a hand job. Is that true, and don't you dare lie to me." asked Krista.

"Yes it's true. I'm desperate, and my nuts are about to pop." 

Well, that may be true, but prostitution is illegal in all states but Nevada, and this is not Nevada. You have cheated on me at least twice and now you offer money to a girl for sex. I am going to have to let you go another 6 months without an orgasm. So your looking at next November before you get out of that cock cage." said Krista.

"Krista, I can't last until next May much less until almost the end of next year." I pleaded.

It was at this point that Gina pulled Krista aside and they huddled near the big screen plasma TV for about 5 minutes. Krista soon walked back to me and the group of people gathered around my bed.

"Clark, this may be your lucky night. We can eliminate those extra 6 months which I just added if you agree to participate in some more sex games tonight." said Krista.

"What choice do I have? You have me tied up like a pig." 

"You have gotta be OK with these sex games. We have some rather embarrassing and downright kinky stuff planned for you." said Krista.

"Embarrassing? Krista, I think that you have cornered the market on embarrassment. There is no way that I can go another full year in this cock cage, so whatever you have planned, do it and get it over with so that we can go home."

At this point, I noticed that Sonya was walking down the stairs with 2 large towels. She brought the towels to our bed and handed one to Krista and one to Gina. Wearing only a pair of blue panties and high heels, Sonya walked back up the stairs to the main floor.

"OK, we're going to place these towels under you, so raise your butt up a little." stated Krista.

After following these instructions, Krista and Gina also worked a towel under my back. It was obvious that the towels were placed beneath me to protect the satin sheets from something. I soon saw Sonya returning down the stairs again with a can of chocolate Redi-Whip. As Krista and Gina settled in on each side of me on the bed, about 6 couples gathered around the bed to watch Krista's so called sex games. As I expected, Krista began spraying the chocolate whip on my chest - particularly on my nipples. Krista and Gina wasted no time in diving in to begin licking the chocolate from my sensitive and very aroused nipples. Krista would lick on my chest and nipples and then place her lips against mine so that I could taste the chocolate. Meanwhile, Gina re-sprayed my nipples to replace the chocolate that the 2 vixens had already devoured. 

The licking and sucking on my breasts had again given my pecker a full erection. Krista and Gina's attention then moved southward to my towering penis. As anticipated, Gina carefully sprayed the chocolate over my cock as well as my fully loaded balls. Krista re- positioned herself so that she was now sitting on her knees between my outstretched and restrained legs. I watched with much anticipation as Krista's lowered her mouth to my chocolate covered pecker.

"He looks absolutely delicious." remarked a slender 50ish looking woman in the audience.

As Krista's cocktease began, Gina re-sprayed my chest, breasts and nipples once again, and began to trace her tongue in a circular pattern around my nipples. Krista's assault on my throbbing 7 inch monster was slow and deliberate. She began licking the chocolate off of my bulbhead before moving down and around the sides of my now fully engorged prick. Krista returned to the top of my shaft and allowed her tongue to move in and out of the crevice at the base of my cockhead. Krista's left hand was gently cupping my balls. When she wrapped her right hand around the base of my cock and began jerking it up and down while circling my now purple headed cockhead with the tip of her tongue, I thought I was approaching the point of no return.

"Don't stop! don't stop." I mumbled.

Unfortunately, my sexually savvy wife stopped just before I went over the orgasmic cliff, but not before a small drop of pre-cum had oozed from my pressurized and bloated balls. The gnawing ache in my cock and balls was nearing record levels; Krista had successfully turned my missile into a throbbing and raging tower of lust. Not to be outdone by Krista, Gina bent over and pressed her boobs on my chest. With her stunning chest now peppered with chocolate, she offered her luscious tits to my mouth.

"Suck on my tits." cooed Gina.

After receiving a nod of approval from Krista, I began darting my tongue around her nipples. It had been a couple of years since I had feasted on chocolate covered tits, but I was soon licking and sucking the chocolate from her luscious twin peaks. After I had licked all of her boobs clean, she squirted the redi Whip on her own chest and offered me a second helping. All during this time, Krista maintained her obvious and clear objective of maximizing the lust still burning in my 7 inch tower of pleasure. She again wrapped her velvety lips around my cock and then slowly swallowed about 3/4 of my missile. With a 7 inch cock, neither Krista nor any of my previous girlfriends could completely swallow my dick all the way to the base. After spraying even more chocolate on my prick, Krista licked me clean once again.

"That should be enough cock teasing for tonight. It is now time to go to the second stage of the cock teasing, but Clark, you need to lose your erection because we are gonna lock you back in your little cage." said Krista.

With a young couple having sex in the adjacent bed and and a hot x-rated movie playing on the 42" HDTV plasma TV, my erection did not disappear. Rather than curtail the public sex or turn off the TV, Gina huddled with Krista about 20 feet from the bed. Gina then walked back upstairs to only reappear about 3 minutes later. With 6 months of cum boiling in my balls and a live sex act in the next bed plus a porno on the TV, my erection continued to throb helplessly. As Gina and Krista again approached my bed, I saw that Gina was holding a spray bottle. It resembled a plastic Windex bottle; however, the contents of the bottle looked more like water.

"Clark, to make your erection go away, we are going to spray your cock with cold water." said Krista.

Having said that, Gina adjusted the sprayer and began squirting a fine mist of extremely cold water all over my genitals. Within a minute or so, Krista and Gina's mission was accomplished - my cock was deflated. Krista was now able to retrieve the cock cage, the little pad lock and the key which held my orgasms in check. After my pecker was safe and secure in prison, Krista and Gina proceeded to uncuff my wrist and ankles from the bed. However, my freedom was short lived. They flipped me on my stomach and then re-cuffed my wrists to the headboard of the bed.

"The next stage is going to get real down and dirty. It's gonna be kinky with a capital K. We've got to have your butt up in the air for this next game, so we are going to place these 2 pillows under your crotch." said Krista.

While my wrists were still cuffed, I rose to my knees as Krista and Gina each placed a regular sized pillow on the bed. They maneuvered my legs around until my crotch was atop the 2 pillows and my butt was elevated. After surveying my backside from different angles, Krista re cuffed my ankles to the foot of the bed. 

"What are you planning? Why do you want my ass up in the air like this?" I pleaded.

"Your going to find out soon enough." replied Krista.

As I lay on my stomach, I noticed a larger crowd of people moving toward my bed. Krista and Gina were gathered off to the side with a man named Frank, who I had met briefly early in the evening. Frank was a heavy set man who looked to be about 50 years old. A pair of silk blue boxers were his only remaining item of clothing. Krista and Gina walked with Frank over to my bed. 

"Now we get to the real kinky part of the evening. Frank has agreed to participate in the next sex game. He is bisexual so this is going to be fun." said Krista.

Krista, what's going on? What is he going to do? I asked rather timidly.

"Frank is going to fuck you in your butt, and we are going to get it all on film. How's that for kinky?" replied Krista.

"You can't be serious. You can't do this to me." I pleaded.

"We can and we will. I don't have to remind you about the contract you signed last Spring. Prepare yourself to be screwed." said Krista.

"NO! This is over the line - way over the line!" I screamed.

"Stop your whinning. Lay back and relax." Krista exclaimed.

My protests grew louder as I begin pleading to the others looking on. With at least 2 dozen sets of eyes gazing upon me, no one came to my rescue. I was aghast that this large group of people would allow this to transpire. Much to my horror, I felt Krista's fingers appling some sort of anal cream to my butthole, and Gina was to the left of the bed tinkering with a camcorder. On top of all this, Frank was now lying on the bed beside me with a rather attractive woman in her early 30's, who I assume was his wife. Frank's trophy wife was slender with a nice looking pair of tits. Her name was Alexus, and she was sucking and licking on Frank's growing erection. As my verbal protests continued, Krista pulled out a roll of duct tape from her bag.

"We're gonna have to shut you up." said Krista.

With a pair of scissors, Krista cut a 6 inch piece of duct tape from the roll and placed it over my mouth. I tried to communicate thru the duct tape, but it was to no avail. Alexus's pouty mouth was now spitting saliva down on Frank's pecker. It appeared to be fully erect. Although not long, his cock appeared to be wider than average. This assessment was based on the various porn films which I had previously viewed.

"Clark, to avoid you further embarrassment, we're gonna blindfold you again so at least you want to have to see yourself getting fucked." said Krista.

Krista then pulled the blindfold from her duffel bag and pulled it down and over my face. I could now neither talk or see. I could hear Frank talking to Gina, Krista and his wife, Alexus, as he positioned himself behind me. My mind was now racing with all kinds of thoughts. As Frank's cock slid across my anus, I groaned helplessly. I then felt the slow deliberate penetration. He moved in about half inch at a time until my sphincter muscle relaxed and he pushed all the way in. During my annual physicals, I received anal exams from my doctor, but this feeling went far beyond the "man with the rubber glove." As Frank began his thrusting and subsequent moaning, I thought for sure that my very innards would split open. 

"Clark, we have another surprise for you." said Krista.

Frank stopped his thrusting as the attention moved toward Krista.

"We have a special guest here tonight. This is Julie. She Clark's secretary. Everyone say hi to Julie." said Krista.

"Hi Julie." erupted from the audience.

"Clark, I know this must be extremely embarrassing and humiliating for you, but Krista insisted that I come over tonight." said Julie.

"My guess is that you have never seen a man get butt fucked before, and on top of that, Frank is wearing no condom. He's gonna unleash his load deep into Clark's ass." said Krista.

As I began to contemplate the ramifications of Julie's presence and the fact that Frank was screwing me without a condom, he began thrusting again. One man in the audience indicated that this looked like the controversial rape scene in the movie "Deliverance". Frank's moans were growing deeper and his wife, Alexus, was beginning to talk dirty.

"Are you gonna cum for me? Are you gonna cum for me baby? Squirt it out. Squirt it all out into his freakin' ass." said Alexus.

As Frank let out a deep moan, I felt my ass being flooded with his warm juices. I could feel the wads of cum splattering against the far back of my butthole. Frank must have been some sort of cum geyser because I counted no fewer than 10 or 12 squirts of his jism in my ass. As the ejaculation ended, someone pulled off my blindfold and immediately placed a 8" x 12" mirror in front of my face. At this point, the entire crowd, who now numbered almost 3 dozen, broke down in an uproar of laughter. As a gazed in the mirror, I saw that Krista was perched behind me with a huge strap on dildo protruding from my ass. I had been humiliated in front of all these people, but at least I had not been raped by some strange man. 

Krista pulled the dildo from my ass and pointed it toward my lower back. Gina squeezed the balls on the dildo and out shot a stream of water on my butt, my back and even my head. Krista explained how the balls could be filled with a liquid and then squeezed to simulate a male orgasm. To the left of the bed, I noticed that Kevin, Gina's hubby, was filming this entire spectacle on a camcorder. Although I was greatly relieved that I had not been violated by Frank, my thoughts turned to Julie. I scanned the room looking for her. If any of my coworkers heard about my adventures tonight, this could be the end of my career at my company. Luckily, I did not see Julie. Making eye contact with her at this point would be devastatingly embarrassing. Krista leaned over and slowly pulled the duct tape from my mouth.

"Where's Julie?" I whispered to Krista.

"She went upstairs." said Krista.

"Did she see the whole thing?"

"Oh yeah. She was bent over laughing before she went upstairs."

Krista walked away and went upstairs before I would discuss with her the consequences of Julie's presence. Much to my delight, I was no longer the center of attention. I was cuffed to the bed, and the pillows were still beneath me; therefore, my ass was still on public display. In the adjacent bed, a young attractive couple in their twenties were in the first stages of foreplay. He was lying flat on his back while his female partner was on top of him in the traditional 69 position. Many of the voyeurs who had enjoyed my show were now watching the twenty something couple. After about 15-20 minutes Krista returned to my bedside. I thought for sure that Krista's sex games had concluded. Unfortunately, I was mistaken.

"Any of you ladies want to butt fuck my husband?" Krista shouted.

After a slight pause, I heard a "yes".

Brenda, the woman who declined my offer of $200 for a handjob, emerged from the crowd that was gathered around the adjacent bed. She was still topless, and I couldn't resist staring at her huge tits. 

"I bought a strap on dildo, and my husband will not let me stick it up his ass. Put that baby on me, and I am gonna screw your husband's brains out." said Brenda.

Krista reapplied the anal lube to my butt, and then grabbed the camcorder. Brenda wasted no time in attaching the strap on around her waist and proceeding to move her hips forward which propelled the dildo on into my ass. The small mirror was still in front of me, so I watched as Brenda began her thrusting into my asshole. As my ass relaxed and accepted the new intruder, Brenda started frantically thrusting the dildo up my bumhole. In the mirror, I could see her large breasts bouncing with each thrust of her hips. She was enjoying this immensely, and for the next 15 minutes, she continued satisfying her dildo starved life. 

"Someone squeeze my balls." said Brenda.

A slender rather flat chested blond girl gave Brenda's balls several squeezes. Several jets of water plastered the insides of my ass. The water was no longer warm, but rather at room temperature; therefore, the cool water gave me chills and goosebumbs. At Brenda's request, the slender blond continued squeezing the dildo's balls until about 20 or 30 streams of the cool water had literally flooded my butt. After Brenda finally relented and pulled the dildo from my ass, I could feel the water dripping out of butt hole.

"You've got so much water pouring out of his ass, it looks like someone gave you an enema." said Brenda.

"Now that's an idea. Why don't we give him an enema?" asked Krista.

"For God's sake Krista, haven't you had enough fun with me tonight?"

When I was 9 years old, I had some sort of stomach ailment, and the doctor required an enema. The experience scared the living crap out of me. 

"I'm going to go ask Sonya if she has some enema equipment here at the house. No telling how many people here would enjoy watching you have an enema. Of course, I would insist that Julie's watches." stated Krista.

As I saw in my little mirror, Krista walked off and up the stairs to find Sonya. Without a doubt, tonight was most likely one of the embarrassing and humiliating experiences in the history of the human race, and it wasn't over. A public enema was planned for me next. 

Meanwhile, the porn scene on the big screen plasma TV was heating up. Sylvia Saint, my favorite porn actress, was sitting atop a huge cock. Sylvia is a blond Czech beauty with an absolutely angelic face and a perfect 36-24-36 figure. Because I was lying on my stomach, I had to turn my head at strange angle to watch sexy Sylvia play cowgirl on this guy's dick. Several of the guys and a few of the girls at the party were also watching the ball bustin' scene unfolding on the TV. The picture quality on the TV was quite stunning. We could easily see drops of Sylvia's love juices dripping down the sides of the cock and on to his balls. After about a minute of craining my neck, I had to turn away from the TV and be satisfied with the sounds of sex. After about 3 more minutes, I turned to watch again; Sylvia was still in the cock riding mode, but the guy's pecker was now lodged in her ass. I could only watch for about 10 seconds before the neck pain became too much too bear.




High Priced Lust Ch. 03



From my rear view mirror, I saw Krista coming down the stairs and walking toward my bed. She was not carrying anything, so I hoped that this was a good thing.

"Honey, We have bad news. Sonya doesn't have any enema stuff." said Krista. 

"Thank God." I exclaimed.

"Have you had enough excitement tonight? It's almost midnight, and I'm about ready to go home." said Krista.

"Get me out of these hand and ankle cuffs and let's hit the road." 

After Krista removed the restraints, she handed me my clothes out of the infamous duffle bag. I retreated to the bathroom there in the basement to dress. My goal was to somehow get out of this party without seeing Julie or her seeing me again. I would have to face her at the office on Monday morning, but I had no idea what to say to her tonight. Luckily, we made it up the stairs and out the door without seeing Julie. First I dodged an enema and now I dodged Julie, so the horrendous evening was ending on a good note. When we returned to the SUV, Krista again insisted that I wear the blindfold. Under no circumstances did she want me to know where this house of lust was located. After about 2 minutes in the car, I broke the silence.

"What on earth were you thinking to invite Julie to this party? Do you have any idea of what I will face at the office on Monday? My guess is that by the end of the day on Monday, half the company will know what happened here tonight. Can you imagine what my coworkers are going to say about me behind my back?"

"She may not say a word. She was here at the swingers' party too. That's not something that you tell your friends and coworkers."

"Krista, she saw me get butt fucked by what I thought was a man. She can say that you invited her and she was just an innocent observer at this party."

"I don't think Julie is the sexy little innocent girl that you see at work. You know I was upstairs for about 20 minutes tonight, and you will not believe what I saw Julie doing in the grand salon. If you remember, the grand salon is Sonya's "public area" on the main floor. When I walked in the salon, Julie was standing in front of 2 young guys in their 20s who were sitting on the dark green leather couch. She was decked out in a very tight fitting red sweater which perfectly showcased her ample bosoms. On top of that she was also wearing a very short leather mini skirt, black stockings, and open toed high heels which you usually see on topless dancers. Those kind of shoes are a foot fetish's dream. Some guys go bananas over a sexy pair of feet. I remember that night about 5 years ago when you painted my toenails, kissed my feet and then sucked on my toes. If I remember correctly, we finished the evening off with me jerking you off with nothing but my bare feet. Your cum sprayed out of your cock that night like an erupting geyser.

So Julie was dancing in front of these guys, and she was also drawing attention from several others in the room. She leaned over and began unbuttoning these guys' shirts. They quickly took the hint and shed their shirts and t-shirts. As she danced, it seemed to be a combination of cheerleader moves and a sensual and sexy type of dance. After she removed the belts from both of their pants, she peeled the red sweater over and off her head. All of the men in the room were staring like deer in highlights at her boobs, which were still partially concealed behind a black, low cut embroidered lace bra. This girl was overflowing with tit. Almost half of her boobs were in full view. After dancing around for a couple more minutes, she stepped out of the leather mini skirt revealing a lacy black thong with a matching garter belt which supported her black stockings. As I glanced around the room, I saw eyeballs almost bursting from their sockets. 

She then started dancing all around the room so that all the guys could get an eyeful of this little hottie. She soon returned to the 2 young studs. She extended her legs so that each of the 2 guys were given the opportunity to unsnap her garter belt and peel the sexy nylons down her tanned and satiny smooth legs. She placed the stockings around the neck of a middle aged man sitting in the recliner. After her legs were totally bare, she deftly unsnapped her bra and let the bra straps fall off her shoulders. With her hands, she held the bra in place over her amazing chest. She continued this tit teasing for another 2 minutes before resnaping the bra and saying something like "my 36 inch tits are kinda shy." She danced for a couple more minutes before she slid the black thong over her thighs and down her legs. She slowly walked around the room to give all the guys a good view of now totally bare ass. She returned to stand in front of the 2 young studs and unsnapped and removed her lacy bra.

She sat down on the sofa between the guys, and they wasted no time in removing their pants, underwear and socks. As they both began kissing and massaging her boobs, everyone in the room could see their cocks twitching uncontrollably. I guess it was at about that point that I came back down to the basement. Sonya told me that she stayed and watched the entire show. She said that it was probably the wildest threesome that she had ever seen. She said that almost 2 dozen people watched as the the three of them moved from one position to another. According to Sonya, the show stopping scene was when Julie was riding hard and fast on top one of the guys' dicks, and her enormous tits were bouncing in all kinds of different directions. Sonya said that the threesome went at it for about another 30 minutes after I came back down to the basement, and both of the guys had 2 orgasms. How many orgasms did you have when you made love with Julie?"

"Nice try Krista. I told you that I have not had sex with Julie."

"I bet that you would have loved to seen her in action with those 2 guys. From what I saw and what Sonya described, it appears that your little Julie has some very advanced ball draining skills. To bad that you cannot get your balls drained."

We were now more than halfway home, but Krista still would not let me remove the blindfold. A visual image of Julie's nude body and hefty bouncing boobs kept running thru my mind. Kirk, my best friend at work, was enjoying the charms of Julie's hot bod, and my wife was a witness to Julie's sexy striptease, but I could only daydream of the day when I could have another orgasm. As Krista continued driving, we further discussed my humiliation versus Julie's romp with the young studs.

"Even if the guys at work find out about Julie's sexual adventures, it will only peak their interest in her. If they hear about what happened to me, I will be the butt ( no pun intended ) of all their jokes. I wouldn't be able to attend a meeting without people looking at me differently. For all I know, my career may be over."

"I think that you are over reacting." remarked Krista.

We soon arrived back at home, and since it was late, we both retired to bed. As I awoke on Sunday, the events of the previous night came flooding back like a tidal wave. As I looked at the clock, I realized that I was less than 24 hours from facing Julie and any other coworkers that had heard the shocking story. I worked out at the gym later that morning and then watched football most of the afternoon. After taking a much needed sleeping pill, I arose Monday morning with the feeling of a man facing execution. I seriously considered calling in sick; nonetheless, I dressed myself to face the music.

"Of course you know, I may have to resign this week. By the end of the day, I should know if everybody knows what happened to me on Saturday night."

"Clark, did you ever see Julie on Saturday night?" asked Krista.

"No, but I heard her say something about me being embarrassed."

Krista left the kitchen and returned with a tape recorder. After giving me a quick glance, she pressed play on the recorder.

"Clark, I know this must be extremely embarrassing and humiliating for you, but Krista insisted that I come over tonight." said Julie.

"She wasn't there at all? You staged the whole thing? The whole story about her having sex with the 2 guys..........".

"I have a vivid imagination." replied Krista.

"How did you get her on tape?"

"About 2 weeks ago, you took that business trip to Atlanta. I went by your office during lunch one day and told her exactly what to say into the recorder. I told her that I was playing a practical joke on you and for her not to mention the recording to you."

"You must lie awake at night plotting these diabolical schemes. Do you know how much psychological stress that I have been under since Saturday night?"

Krista and I finished our discussion and I went on to work greatly relieved. The workweek was rather routine and mundane. In the evenings at home, at was still required to visit all sorts of pornographic web sites and download hundreds of thumbnails of nude women or pictures of ball bustin' couples in the most erotic positions imaginable. The following Saturday night proved to be rather eventful, although nothing approaching the humiliation of the previous Saturday night. To maximize my lust, Krista instructed me to spend most of Saturday afternoon either downloading x-rated photos or watching porn on our satellite TV. After we had Dinner and separate showers, she cuffed me hand and foot to the bed before removing my cock cage. She turned on our bedroom television and placed a videocassette in the VCR. After a few seconds, my mouth fell open as I stared at the TV screen. In full living color was the humiliating episode of the previous weekend. With Krista lying beside me on the bed, we watched the entire horrifying episode again, beginning with Krista's unrelenting cockteasing followed by the strap on dido fucking administered by Krista and then Brenda.

From the tape, I could now see how I so easily was fooled by what I thought was a homosexual rape from Frank. As Krista was reaming my ass with the strap on dildo, Frank was on his knees next to Krista. He was moaning and grunting just as if he was he was fucking me himself. 

"You can see on the video that he was staring at my boobies more than half the time." said Krista.

"All the guys there stared at your tits." I replied.

"Well, I do have a nice pair." said Krista, as she gently squeezed her boobs together. 

After we watched the entire tape, Krista began her familiar assault on my twitching pecker. She spent at least 15 minutes licking or swallowing my purple headed warrior. Every few minutes she would fist my cock so as to send my engorged missile and bloated balls to stratospheric levels of lust. Krista placed an adult movie in the DVD player, and the she left the room with me still cuffed to the bed. She returned to the bedroom with the infamous strap on dildo.

"Are you going to butt fuck me in the ass again tonight?" I asked.

"Not tonight. I have other plans for you."

To be continued...



High Priced Lust Ch. 04



After making some adjustments to the strap on, she belted the device around my chest so that the 8" dildo was pointed toward the ceiling. After Krista removed her bra and panties, she stood over my chest and then lowered her hips and eased the dildo on into her cunt. After grabbing the headboard, my lovely wife began bucking her hips and bouncing up and down on the dildo. During this time, she was playing with or slapping at her clit. As I watched her bouncing boobs, I could see that she was becoming more and more aroused. As her moaning became louder, her pleasure ride on the dildo approached a frenetic pace. As her wailing reached its peak, her orgasm hit, and her pussy juices enveloped the dildo and dripped onto my chest. Krista soon removed the dildo from my chest and also placed my frustrated missile back in the little cock cage. At this point, she uncuffed me from the bed; however, my evening was far from over. 

"Now it is your turn to put on the dildo. I want you to shove that huge cock into my pussy." said Krista.

Krista assisted me in placing the strap on around my waist. In no time at all, Krista lay back on the bed, bent her knees and spread her legs. I eased the huge apparatus into Krista's inviting snatch. At Krista's directions, I began pumping the dildo in and out of her cunt. She grabbed a vibrator from the nightstand, and then rubbed it against her clit. 

"Give it to me! Give it to me!" Krista exclaimed.

My own cock ( not the dildo ) and my balls were both generating a gnawing "blue balls like" pain in my crotch. I continued to thrust my hips so that the dildo relentlessly pounded Krista's love tunnel. The huge dildo as well as the humming vibrator began to send her over the edge. As her orgasm hit, I increased the pace of my thrusting until she was practically screaming. After Krista's wild little pleasure trip, she removed the strap on from my waist, and then instructed me to lick her love juices from the huge dildo. Since she literally held the key to all my future orgasms, I had no choice but to comply with her request.

As the weeks rolled on toward Christmas, the strap on dildo became a staple in Krista's lovemaking sessions. I was either fucking her in the pussy or the ass with the device, or she was butt fucking me like a wild woman. In the meantime, Krista was insistent that I continue my downloading of erotic photographs from the internet. To place more demands on my time, she increased my quota from 350 per week to 500. My photo collection now numbered more than 8000, which required the use of 5 different folders; Krista referred to these as my "erotic galleries" in that the folders were titled erotic gallery1, erotic gallery2 and so on. The sexual frustration boiling in my cock and swollen balls was nothing less than indescribable. 

As of mid December, it had now been almost 8 months seen my last orgasm. I decided to pay a visit to my personal physician to discuss the medical implications of my orgasm deprived life. I was also hoping that he could recommend a way to remove this contraption from my nuts without doing damage to the family jewels. At this point I could have cared less if Krista discovered that I had this baby cut off. My hopes were dashed when I arrived at the doctor's office. The receptionist told me that Dr. Edwards had a family emergency and would be unavailable for my late afternoon appointment. The receptionist indicated that a female physician's assistant could work me in to her schedule. I signed in on their patient sheet and sat down in the waiting area. After about 5 minutes of waiting, I decided that a female doctor examining me and my caged genitals was not in my best interest. Embarrassment and more humiliation was not on my Christmas list. I had no objection to female doctors looking at my private parts, but I drew the line when my crotch was trapped in a prison. I quietly told the receptionist that I would reschedule with Dr. Edwards, and then I walked back to my car and drove home.

Christmas and New Year's passed fairly quickly, and Krista continued to relentlessly torture me with her cock teasing. My 43rd birthday was upcoming on January 21st, and Krista began dropping hints in early January that she may provide me with some sort of orgasmic relief as a birthday present. I attempted to ask her more specific questions regarding this potential ball bustin' event. She was evasive, and told me that I would have to wait until the evening of the 21st. As the big day approached, I was more upbeat and positive than I had been in 9 months. On the evening of January 21st, I arrived home about an hour early, and my lovely wife already had Dinner prepared. I could still not get an definitive answer from her as to the possibility of an orgasm.

Within an hour after Dinner, Krista had me naked and cuffed spread eagled on the bed. At his point she inserted an adult movie in the DVD player. As the movie began, Krista turned on the computer and positioned the flat panel computer monitor on a TV tray. As she had done in the past, the TV tray straddled my abdomen so that I could watch the stream of hot erotic pictures on the screensaver. Krista left the room for at least 30 minutes, leaving me no choice but to stare at the hotties on the computer screen and drool over the wild sex transpiring on the X-rated DVD. When Krista returned to the bedroom, she performed her usual sexy dance routine and seductive striptease. By this time my cockaroo was throbbing and twitching uncontrollably. 

Krista began her teasing by placing her mountainous hooters against my face and instructing me to lick her nipples. Her attention soon drifted Southward as she planted soft delicate kisses on my own nipples before moving on to my stomach and lower abdomen. My bloated balls soon became the target of her unrelenting torture. She rolled my nuts around with her fingers for a couple of minutes before placing my balls in her warm mouth. While cupping my balls with one hand, Krista began to hungrily suck on my huge erection. Her tongue was dancing around from my tip of my purple cockhead to each side of my 7 inch shaft. After my manhood was coated with her saliva, she fisted my cock until I was near the orgasmic point of no return. Her diabolical methodology of sucking, licking and then fisting my cock continued for almost an hour. On 2 different occasions during this session, pre-come had formed at the tip of my meat. When Krista stopped the cock teasing and started putting her pajamas on for bed, I asked about my orgasm.

"You said that you might let me come tonight - with it being my birthday today." I asked.

"I never promised that I would let you come tonight. I only said that I might let you come, I decided that tonight will not be the night. Besides, if you read the small print on the contract you signed last April, you will see that there was a clause in the contract giving me an option to extend my sexual control over you for an additional year. In essence, I can keep your cock in prison for another 15 or so months, if I so wish."

"What? I didn't see that in the contract. I don't remember reading that at all." I stammered.

"You went over it so fast I know that you didn't see it. You were so thrilled that you were not going to lose half your money that you signed the contract without reading the entire document." 

At this point I lost control of my emotions and began crying. Between my sobs I was begging Krista to show some mercy. My tears were flowing like a river down my cheeks. I could not imagine going another 15 months in this condition. Krista soon placed the cage back on my private parts and uncuffed me from the bed. I darted downstairs to find the signed contract which had completely messed up my life. As I wiped away the tears on my face, I carefully read the document word for word. I then read the document a second time and still did not see a reference to a potential second year. I went back upstairs with the contract to confront Krista. She was almost asleep, but I obviously wanted to get to the bottom of this issue as quickly as possible.

"Where is the second year referenced? I just read the whole contract, and I didn't see it."

"It's not there; I just made that up to see what your reaction would be. I didn't know that you were going to burst into tears like a teenaged girl."

"How do you expect I would react? My nuts are about to pop and you tell me that I have to go another 15 months. I don't know if I can trust you anymore with all these head games that you are playing with me."

"Trust. You wanna talk about trust. You're the one who cheated on me at least twice and damaged this relationship."

"OK, OK I understand." I said.

The last thing I wanted to do was to get into some sort of heated verbal exchange with Krista. She held the key to my orgasms, and I certainly did not wish to anger the sexy prison warden. As Valentine's day approached, Krista began to send signals that February 14th might be my day of redemption. During the week before Valentine's day, I discovered that I would be flying to Denver for a business trip during the afternoon of the 14th. Krista and moved our Valentine's celebration to Sunday, the 13th. On the evening of Wednesday, February 9, Krista offered more clues as to her plans for me on Valentine's weekend.

"I am going to give you the opportunity this weekend to prove how badly that you really want to have an orgasm. I want you to take this Friday as a vacation day. On Friday morning I will tell you what you need to do this weekend to uncork your load on Sunday night. You will have to give up something that you normally do on a weekend."

"Is that all? You mean like no sports on TV or no golfing with my buddies?"

"Something like that." replied Krista.

"Your not going to play another one of your psychological mind games are you? Is this legitimate? If I jump thru whatever hoop that you want me to jump thru, will I get to come?

"Yes, I swear." replied Krista.

As I arose on Friday morning, I eagerly anticipated the weekend - particularly Sunday night. As I turned on the coffee maker, Krista joined me in the kitchen.

"So you really want to have an orgasm on Sunday night." asked Krista.

"What can of question is that. Of course I want an orgasm - more than anything else in the world." I said.

OK. Here's the deal. I will allow you 1 orgasm on Sunday night if you go without any food whatsoever for the reminder of the weekend. You will only be allowed to drink water and eat ice - no other fluids or food. You must stay with me the entire weekend, and I reserve the right to pad you down to check for contraband whether it be candy bars, peanuts, whatever. You cannot go to the bathroom without me. If I catch you eating anything at all during the weekend or if I catch you wandering off without me or sneaking downstairs to the kitchen in the middle of the night, I extend your sentence by 6 months, which will push out your orgasm date to sometime in November. The weekend begins now, so you have to go 3 days without food." 

"First you starve me from sex - now you just want to starve me. Krista, you can't be serious?"

"Absolutely. I want to find out how badly you really want to have an orgasm. Besides, I read where these starved male laboratory roaches chose sex over food."

"Is that what I am now - your own personal diabolical scientific experiment?"

"That's the deal. Either take it or leave it."

"If I go without food for three days, there better be an orgasm waiting for me on Sunday night. If this is some sort of trick, I might completely lose it."

"I swear. If you go without food this weekend, I will let you have an orgasm on Sunday night."

"What if I go two days and the hunger is too much to bear. Can I then call this off?"

"Nope. It's all or nothing. Once you commit to to this three day fast, you must follow thru; otherwise, your looking at November for your next orgasm."

"You must really enjoy watching me suffer."

"I cried for days after I caught you cheating with Nikki. This is payback."

I agreed to Krista's terms and subsequently skipped breakfast. By lunch time my little tummy was screaming for food. After lunch ( Krista's lunch ), she walked me to the bedroom and removed all of my clothes. To get my cock and balls in overdrive, she performed her usual seductive striptease before belting the strap on dildo around my waist. After massaging, slapping and sucking on her clit for 15 minutes, I eased the dildo into her soaked cunt. As per her instructions, I pounded her pussy while she played with her clit. After 2 of her orgasms, she removed the strap on from my waist and then cuffed my wrists and ankles to the bed. She flipped on the satellite porn channel and turned on the computer so that I could watch the sexually explicit screensaver. As usual, Krista removed the cock cage so that my member would be free to throb as I stared at the wild sex and erotic pictures unfolding before my eyes.

"I am gonna go to the mall and then buy some groceries. I'll be back in about 3 or 4 hours." said Krista.

"You can't leave me here like this. What if your in an accident or something?"

"If that happens, I guess your screwed, but I if I was in an accident I guess I could call Gina and have her come over and let you loose."

Krista dressed quickly and left for her mall and grocery shopping. As I lay there almost completely immobile, the hunger pains were increasing in intensity. After about 2 1/2 hours, my excessive water intake was beggining to cause extreme discomfort in my genitals. After another hour or so, Krista returned home.

"I've gotta go the bathroom. Please, I've got to go." I pleaded.

Luckily for me, Krista quickly placed my cage back on my penis and uncuffed me from the bed. I literally ran to the bathroom for relief. After we unloaded the groceries, Krista fixed herself Dinner and insisted that I sit and watch her eat. As the evening progressed, my stomach pains grew even worse. I had no idea how I could last another 2 days. I swallowed a sleeping pill so that the hunger pains would not keep me awake. On Saturday morning, Krista prepared for herself scrambled eggs and bacon. I drank a glass of water and ate some crushed ice as I watched her eat her scrumptious meal. Krista spent the day cleaning house, reading, watching TV and surfing the internet. So that she could keep her watchful eye on me, Krista required that I be in the same room with her at all times. When she showered, I showered with her. Under no circumstances did she allow me to wander off for some munchies. On Saturday night, she insisted that we go to her favorite seafood restaurant. By this time, I was drinking a glass of water almost every hour. Before we left for the restaurant, she carefully searched all of my pockets for any sign of food.

Krista ordered her favorite - shrimp and baked salmon. With my stomach juices churning like crazy, I sat there and watched her eat her Dinner. After leaving the restaurant, we returned home for a fairly uneventful evening. We spent Sunday morning reading the newspaper, and in the afternoon Krista dragged me off to a furniture store. We returned home at about 3:30 or so. Since this was Valentine's weekend ( Valentine's day was on Monday ), Krista wanted the evening to be somewhat romantic. With my assistance Krista strategically placed numerous candles around our spacious master bathroom. She then scattered roses on the floor of the bathroom as well as master bedroom. Since it had now been almost 72 hours since my last bit of food, I was more hungry than horny. The bathroom scales indicated that I had lost over 9 lbs during the 3 day fast. 

"Will I get to eat first before we have sex?" I asked.

"I never promised that you could make love to me. You will have an orgasm, but whether you will actually get to make love to me is still undecided."

"Since this is Valentine's and all, I was hoping that we could have some wild and passionate lovemaking, but right now, I am really hungry. When do I get to eat?"

"We can have pizza tonight. I'll call the pizza delivery right now." said Krista.

Krista immediately was on the phone calling in my favorite pizza - sausage and pepperoni. It was now almost 5:30 on Sunday afternoon, and I was counting the minutes before the pizza guy arrived. When the pizza arrived, I immediately began devouring one slice after another. Two large glasses of Pepsi from our refrigerator added a much needed drink to this most satisfying meal of my life. Now that I had successfully passed Krista's test and conquered hunger, the anticipation of an orgasm was driving me absolutely wild with desire. Ten months had passed without an orgasmic released, so to say that I was jacked up and stoked for this evening would be an understatement of grand proportions.

Soon after we finished our pizza, we both brushed our teeth before Krista lit the candles in the bedroom and bathroom. After placing one of her favorite CDs, featuring relaxing nature sounds, in the CD player, Krista turned off the bathroom lights and began kissing me on the lips while at the same time removing my shirt. She turned on the bathtub faucet and placed some of her favorite scented soap in the tub. As the water filled the rather large and sunken bathtub, Krista turned her attention back to me. Once my shirt was off, she laid me down on the carpeted bathroom floor to tweak and suckle my now very aroused nipples. My shoes, socks, belt and pants were the next items to go - leaving only my underwear. 

As Krista stood over me to begin her one of sensual stripteases, I leaned back against a bathroom wall to enjoy the upcoming show. In hopes of speeding up the proceedings, I removed my underwear leaving me nude with the exception of the cock cage. Krista's attire for the evening was an orange halter top with a deep V neckline plus a rather short jean skirt, which perfectly showcased her tanned and shapely legs. Her super sexy feet were standing in a pair of 4 inch heels giving her a towering height of almost 6 feet. Krista had on this outfit when the young twenty something pizza delivery guy arrived, and his eyes would dart around the room but always land back on Krista. Both Krista and I saw a distinct tent forming in the guys pants. At first he was enjoying the view, but then he became rather self conscious over his uncontrollable erection. When Krista looked directly at his crotch and then peered straight in his eyes, he looked like the cat who ate the canary. He placed his hand in his pocket and tried desperately to reposition himself so as to minimize the tent in his trousers. After gathering his money and tip, he turned around and walked out fairly quickly.

As I sat on the bathroom floor, Krista stepped out of her jean skirt to revealing only a purple thong covering the promised land of which I so desperately coveted. She wasted no time in pulling the halter top over her head leaving her clad only in the thong and her 4 inch heels.

"Go ahead and get in the tub." said Krista.

The sunken oval shaped tub was now full of warm water as well as nicely scented sudsy bubbles, which Krista loved. I sat down on one end of the tub while I watched Krista step out of her 4 inch heels. She turned her back to me and pulled the thong down her legs and over her ankles. She spread her cheeks for me allowing an obstructed view of her asshole. After this quit tease, Krista joined me in the tub. This was certainly not the first occasion that we had shared a romantic bubble bath, so it began with us intertwining our legs together beneath the sexy soap suds. My left foot was soon playing and slapping on her pussy. We washed each other's bodies from head to toe. As she had done over a hundred times during the past 10 months, Krista handcuffed my hands behind my back so that she could remove the cage and clean my private parts. Krista was extremely careful during these cleaning sessions so that I did not go over the orgasmic cliff. After she re attached my cage and uncuffed me, we spent some more time in the tub simply kissing. I also spent a great deal of time kissing and sucking on her voluptuous breasts. 




High Priced Lust Ch. 04



At Krista's direction, we stepped out of the tub and dried off. We headed directly to the king sized brass bed in our bedroom. By now I knew the routine, so I climbed atop the bed so that Krista could cuff my wrists and ankles to the top and bottom of the bed. She grabbed the remote and turned on the TV and inserted an adult movie in the DVD. When Krista removed the cock cage, my missile blossomed quickly to its full 7 inches. The anticipation of an orgasm was almost indescribable. Ten months of cum was boiling in my nuts, and if my troops were not released tonight, my swollen and aching balls just might burst under the pressure. In the back of my mind I wondered if Krista wasn't playing another one of her cruel and sadistic games with me. As I lay there helplessly and stared at yet another jaw dropping x-rated scene on the DVD, Krista was setting the camcorder on a tripod so as to film the upcoming lovemaking feast. Krista also placed our digital camera on our dresser.

To work me into a fucking frenzy of lust, Krista began by kissing the tops of my feet before she lowered her tits to my feet. Her sensual kissing moved to my calves and on to my thighs. Krista carefully avoided my throbbing purple headed monster and continued her slow torture by planting soft kisses on my abdomen, chest and nipples. She perched herself over my chest and positioned herself so that my mouth could easily access her clit and the pink folds of her pussy. Krista squeezed her luscious tits together and than began slapping them together like a pair of clapping hands. 

"I bet you would love to fuck my tits now."

"Yes. Yes!" I responded.

"Suck on my clit." Krista demanded. 

Her clit was protruding rather prominently, so I rubbed my nose against it until she lowered her hips a couple more inches so that I could plant my mouth tongue her pussy. At her prompting, I began to suck greedily on her engorged clit. I continued my slow and careful assault by running my tongue down the slippery channel beneath her clit.

"Deeper, stick your tongue in deeper." she moaned.

Her pussy lips were now swollen, and small droplets of her love juices were trickling down on my lips and mouth. By this time Krista was moaning rather loudly and vigorously rubbing her clit. 

"Oh Fuck! I'm cumming." she screamed.

After her orgasm concluded, she refocused her attention on my throbbing prick. The camcorder was set up on one side of the bed, so Krista sat herself down on the other side of the bed such that the sexual encounter could be caught on tape. Krista cupped my balls with one hand while placing the tip of her tongue on my helmeted cockhead. She swirled her velvety tongue around the knob several times before licking my shaft from the tip to the base. She swallowed more than three quarters of my shaft which created an overload of both pleasure and pain in my pressurized balls. To make sure that the camcorder was recording the best possible angle, she double checked it to be absolutely sure that the cock teasing was perfectly caught on the camcorder. After returning to my bedside, she briefly kissed my lips and nipples before fisting my cock. In our previous lovemaking sessions ( prior to my unfortunate incarceration ) I had demonstrated to Krista how to grab my cock with her hand and where to place her thumb and fingers. Krista used this knowledge to fist my cock until my loins were dancing right on the edge of an absolutely mind boggling orgasmic explosion. "Welcome to the lust zone! It looks like Mr. Purple is getting really excited." remarked Krista.

"Please Krista. Have mercy on me and let me come." I begged.

At this point, Krista began fisting my cock much more rapidly. She would pump my missile until I was right on the very edge of an orgasm; then, she would stop. During the previous 10 months, Krista had not brought me this close to the edge. The aching in my balls had never been worse. After about 5 minutes of this teasing torture of lust, Krista's fisting did not stop, and as I gasped, I could feel the sensations of my impending orgasmic release. As I stared wide eyed at my purple headed cockhead, my tower of lust exploded like a dormant volcano. The first shot of sperm shot out and landed on my left shoulder. My chest and stomach were then bombarded with 5 or 6 additional huge projectiles of cum. Krista continued to pump my cock until she was satisfied that every ounce of jism had been drained from my pecker. It looked as if someone had spilled half a bottle of hand lotion on my chest and abdomen. Krista grabbed the digital camera, and snapped several pictures of my cum drenched body. Krista used her delicate fingers to move some of the cum to my nipples until they were both glazed over with my sticky semen. Krista used her tongue to lick the protein treat from my nipples, and then kissed me so that I could taste my own juices. The entire event was a combination of unbelievable ecstasy and indescribable relief. After the most satisfying sexual experience of my life, Krista placed the cage back on my cock.

"That had to be the mother of all orgasms." said Krista.

"Without a doubt." I gasped hoarsely.

The following afternoon I left on my business trip to Denver. The trip was fairly uneventful, and I returned on Wednesday evening. On Saturday night, Krista reverted back to the usual cock teasing and dildo fucking. Since my balls had uncorked the nut bustin' load 7 days earlier, her cock teasing was not causing the ball bursting pain which I had previously experienced during the past 10 months. For the next 2 months, Krista continued to insist that I download more and more erotic pictures from the internet. My collection of erotica now numbered more than 10,000. The February 13th orgasm was extremely satisfying, but as we entered April, but my entire body was obsessed with sex - or the lack thereof. On the second Friday in April, Krista indicated that we would attending a party on Saturday night. She refused to divulge the details of the upcoming party. 

On Saturday evening we left the house at about 7:15. Following Krista's directions, I drove the SUV for about 10 minutes until she instructed me to pull over into a small parking lot. She exited the vehicle and walked to the back of the SUV. As Krista walked to my side of the vehicle, I noticed she was carrying the infamous duffel back. An incredible sinking feeling developed in the pit of my stomach. 

"I'm going to drive, so move over, and put this on."

Krista handed me the blindfold which I had previously worn during our trip to the swingers party. I asked Krista as to where we were headed, but she only remarked that it would be a surprise. After Krista was satisfied that my blindfold was secure, she started the SUV, and away we went. Krista drove on for another 20 or 25 minutes. As Krista stopped the SUV and removed my blindfold, I quickly noticed that we had returned to the house of lust which we had visited last October. After Krista grabbed the duffel bag, we walked toward the house.

"So are you gonna humiliate me in front of a bunch of people again?" I asked.

"Pretty much." she replied.

"Are you planning on fucking me in the ass again?"

"Probably not tonight. I have other plans for you."

We walked on toward the door and were greeted again by Sonya, our hostess. After I paid the entrance fees, Krista and I walked on into the grand salon. About a dozen or so couples were sipping on their drinks and eating finger foods. I recognized almost a third of the couples while the remaining 2/3 were not present when Krista dragged me there last Fall. As I mingled with the other couples, I quickly discovered that this particular evening was structured to be somewhat different than our previous visit. Krista's friend, Gina, as well as her husband Kevin were both again at this party. Kevin indicated to me that this was a "theme" party night, and the theme chosen for this particular evening was "domanitrix".

"The women have complete and total control of all the events tonight. We had this theme once before, and it can downright kinky and humiliating for the guys. Gina and I did not come specifically for the dominitrix party; we are primarily exhibitionists, so we just like to have people watch us having sex. It will also be fun to see what the girls have planned for the guys tonight." said Kevin.

"No telling what Krista has cooked up for me tonight". I replied.

As the evening progressed, several additional couples arrived at the mansion to participate and/or watch what would most likely be the humiliation of me as well as other men. Most of the party soon transitioned down to the basement for dancing. As music streamed from the stereo, many of the women removed their dresses and now were dancing in nothing but their bra and panties. Krista, who was always proud to display her feminine charms, was now dancing topless wearing nothing but her a black mini skirt, black nylons and high heels. After about another 10 minutes of dancing, the overhead lights flashed off and on several times. The kinky stage of the party was to soon begin.

"We need to go find a bathroom so that you can change clothes." said Krista.

"What do you mean?" I timidly asked.

"I have a special wardrobe for you tonight."

Krista and I walked upstairs to the first floor to find an unoccupied bathroom. Once inside, Krista directed me to strip out of my clothes. As she opened the duffel bag and began removing the contents, I realized that I was undoubtedly in store for another unforgettable and embarrassing evening. My lovely wife opened a brand new package of extra large crotchless suspender stockings. Krista gladly assisted in pulling the black stockings up my legs until the waistband of these nylons were an inch or so beneath my belly button. At Krista's instruction, I then stepped into a red rayon skirt. While still topless, Krista focused her attention on my face. She placed bright red lipstick on my lips, and powdered my cheeks with makeup. Krista then crowned my head with one of her blond wigs. Krista fitted my feet with a pair of red 3 inch heels. To draw added attention to me and my outfit, Krista placed pasties on my nipples and sprinkled gold glitter all over my body. 

After Krista was completely satisfied with my appearance, we walked out of the bathroom and down the hall toward the grand salon. Because of my outrageous outfit, both women and men stared at me. Krista was quick to pull up my skirt to reveal my imprisoned manhood. Krista would then voluntarily tell these complete strangers about my infidelities and the total number of orgasms ( one ) which I had released in the last year. We both made our way on into the grand salon where the action had already begun. 

Sonya, our gorgeous brunette host, was blindfolded and sitting totally nude on the green leather couch. Her legs were spread, and a very lucky and well built guy in his mid to upper 40's was kneeling on the floor in front of this brunette goddess. Although Sonya was at least 35, she did not look a day over 30. Her excellent skin complexion, slender body, long flowing black hair and firm and tanned surgical enhanced 36 inch chest definitely placed her in the top 2% of all 30 something women. A small group of about 8 or 10 people had gathered around the couch to watch this erotic encounter unfold. Pete, the man on the floor in front of Sonya, had removed all of his clothes but his satiny blue briefs. As he caressed her inner thighs and delicately planted kisses on her tan taut stomach, an obvious and huge tent had formed in his briefs. 

Krista paraded me in front of this small group and lifted my skirt to show the onlookers my cock cage. Pete relented from his teasing of Sonya's hot bod to look at my costume and cock cage. As usual, Krista told the group about my carousing with other women and my orgasmic deprived life. A couple of the women in the group requested an up close view of my cock cage, so Krista pulled my skirt up so they could squat down and get a bird's eye view of my imprisonment. For the next 3 or 4 minutes, the conversation in the grand salon was all centered on me and my adultery and my lack of orgasms. Krista absolutely delighted in embarrassing me in this fashion. Sonya's neatly trimmed pussy and centerfold sized boobs soon beckoned Pete from the conversation. He sat down on the couch next to Sonya and began nibbling gently on her now erect nipples. Pete traced his index finger in a circular pattern around each of her nipples before enjoying a mouthful of her right tit and then her left tit.

"My pussy. Play with my pussy." moaned Sonya.

Pete quickly moved Southward and ran his fingers up an down her slit for at least 2 or 3 minutes. He gently inserted one and then two fingers into her cunt. He finger fucked her love tunnel while rubbing her clit with his thumb. Ever so often, he would lean up and suck on her incredible breasts. 

Faster, faster, make me come! cried Sonya.

Pete increased his pace from slow and methodical to fast and frenetic. Three of his fingers were flying in and out of her drenched pussy while his mouth was sucking at her clit with the intensity of a high powered vacuum cleaner. While her legs were flailing in the air, Sonya's moaning became louder and louder. Like some of Category 4 hurricane, Sonya's pussy exploded. Her love juices burst out onto Pete's face, the couch, and the floor. I had seen a female ejaculation before in porn films, but this was the first time that I had actually seen it live.

"My husband calls me the squirt." said Sonya.

Pete knew it was now his turn to be pleasured, so he quickly removed his briefs and sat down on the leather sofa. Droplets of Sonya's pussy juices were still visible on his cheek and chin. Sonya removed her blindfold and curled up next to Pete on the couch to began her careful assault on his throbbing 6 inch dick. The pre come on Pete's swollen cockhead was glistening. Krista spit on his cock, and touched the tip of her tongue to the top of his pleasure tower. She swirled her tongue around - spreading a mixture of her saliva and his pre come over the head of his purple colored head. With her mouth, Sonya placed little wet sticky kisses all the way down his lust filled cockaroo. After depositing more saliva on his raging flagpole, Sonya used both her hands to fist his cock until he was moaning and then grunting.

"Stop, stop, before I come." screamed Pete.

Sonya honored his request so that Pete could save his spunk for a wild pleasure trip into the depths of her pink paradise. After stopping her cock fisting, Sonya looked around to see a crowd of now at least 15 or 20. Since the theme of the evening was female domination, several of the men were in handcuffs or were being led around by their female partner with a leash attached to a collar around their neck. As far as I knew, I was the only guy at the party who was dressed as a female.

"I'm gonna sit on his cock now." purred Sonya.

Pete sat back on the leather couch and watched in lustful anticipation as Sonya bent her knees and straddled him. Her tight ass was in full view as she slowly lowered her hips until his 6 inch pleasure tool was totally encased in her cunt. In this cowgirl position, Pete pumped his dick upward, fucking her insatiable love canal with sharp thrusts. Since Sonya's spectacular hooters were front and center in front of Pete's eyeballs, he made good use of their proximity by gently kneading, kissing and sucking on her exquisite 36 inch breasts. They continued on in this position for another 5 minutes or so until Sonya uncoupled from his manhood and perched herself again on his flagpole in the reverse cowgirl position. As Sonya began bouncing up and down on his cock, me as well as the rest of the crowd enjoyed an unobstructed view of Sonya's face, chest and clit. However, her boobs would vanish from sight when Pete would reach around and grab a two handfuls of her perfectly sculpted melons.

After this cock riding extravaganza, Sonya positioned herself with her elbows and knees on the couch. Wasting no more time, Pete entered her from behind and frantically slammed his cock into her pussy. Pete's pace increased until he was on the brink of his orgasmic release.

"Pull out. Pull out." I want you to come on my tits." demanded Sonya.

While on the precipice of an orgasm, Pete followed her instructions. Sonya grabbed his missile and aimed it toward her boobs. Her rapid fisting of his cock soon brought forth a torrent of jism on and just above her boobs. As a sexually savvy woman, Sonya continued fisting his cock until both his moans had stopped and his spasms had subsided. One of Sonya's girlfriends, who had been videotaping the entire event, grabbed a digital camera and took several pictures of the pearl necklace of cum draped around Sonya's upper chest. 

Krista and I, as well as several others, ventured back downstairs to the basement. Krista made a beeline directly for one of the beds toward the far end of the basement. Both of the beds were occupied with full blown orgies. There were 2 middle age couples on the bed on the right side of the room. One of the women was whipping her male partner with a fraternity like paddle while the other woman was lashing the backside of her mate with some sort of mini horsewhip. Both of the guys' butts were red from the whippings. The other king sized bed was busting at the seams with three young couples in their twenties. A good ole fashion orgy was transpiring as they were switching partners every 4 or 5 minutes. A crowd of about 20 onlookers were gathered around the bed full of the 6 twenty something swingers. After about another 10 minutes, the 3 young studs decided to attempt to finish with simultaneous orgasms. The couple on the far left side of the bed assumed a missionary position while the middle couple were fully engaged in a hot 69 position. The final guy was no doubt the luckiest because he was boob fucking a drop dead gorgeous 24 year old blue eyed blond named Amanda who sported a set of natural 38 inch D cup hooters.You could almost lose a small puppy in her cleavage. She stood about 5'3" or 5'4" and weighed no more than 115 lbs. With the notable exception of her thigh high purple nylon stockings, she was totally nude. As I looked around the bed at the other onlookers, I noticed that almost all of the guys were staring at this incredibly voluptuous beauty.

Within a minute or so, the couple in the missionary position became more more audible. Without a doubt, the guy was on the verge of an orgasm. The other 2 couples quickly increased their pace so as to not be left behind. Amanda wrapped her tits snuggly around her partner's cock so that we could only see his missile when it popped in to view on her upper chest. 

"I'm cumming." screamed the guy in the middle of the bed. 

His slender brunette partner was rapidly fisting his blood engorged member. The other 2 guys quickly began unleashing their loads. Amanda, who was certainly not a shy girl, proudly displayed her cum drenched boobs to the awestruck audience. After the orgy was completed, the three sexually satisfied 20 something couples quickly hopped off the bed. As they departed the bed, Krista directed me to lie down so that she could cuff me to the bed. After restraining my wrists, Krista removed my red skirt and high heels. After my ankles were securely cuffed, she retrieved the key to the cock cage from her duffel bag. Krista, who was already topless, removed her black mini skirt and high heels. The remaining black thong covered only her crotch and a very narrow strip of her shapely ass. After Krista removed the cage from my cock, she walked about halfway across the basement to talk with the amazing Amanda. 

Amanda, who was still clad only in the sexy purple stockings, was engaged in a lively conversation with 2 guys. They had both watched the action unfold earlier, so they were both desperately hoping to do something wild and kinky with the young and buxom blond. After Krista joined their conversation, I noticed that my lovely and devious wife pointed back in my directions at least two times. It had now been eight weeks since my last ejaculation; therefore, my orgasmic deprived penis soon began blooming into a full blown and throbbing erection. A hot x-rated movie was playing on the big screen plasma TV, and a threesome ( of one thirty something brunette and 2 guys ) was beginning to transpire in the adjacent bed. After about 5 minutes, Krista, Amanda and Krista's friend Gina walked over and climbed up on the bed. To launch my lust into the stratosphere, they all began to delicately trace their fingers over my arms, legs, chest, stomach and feet. They all carefully avoided my throbbing and twitching dick, but all three of them licked and kissed my pasty covered nipples.




High Priced Lust Ch. 04



Krista, Amanda and Gina continued their unrelenting assault on my lust filled body. With the exception of my genitals, the three vixens touched every square inch of body. As Amanda carefully moved her hands thru my hair, my eyeballs were stretched to the limit as I stared at the largest pair of boobs which I had ever seen. Meanwhile, Gina was delicately tracing her fingers around my stomach, pubic hair and upper thighs. Krista was at the foot of the bed concentrating her attention on my feet, toes and lower legs. At Krista's direction, Amanda gently lowered her monstrous hooters onto my face. One tit and the the other was offered up to my hungry mouth.

"Suck on her boobs. You can suck on them and lick them, but you are not gonna get to touch them." said Krista.

Since I was cuffed hand and foot, I already assumed that Krista was most likely not going to allow me to touch and knead Amanda'a mountainous chest. Krista decided to turn up the gain on this cock teasing extravaganza by circling her tongue around my purple cockhead. Kevin, Gina's husband, was standing to the left of the bed with a camcorder aimed at the bed. This entire event was being caught live on film. After Gina moved her hot little bod just to the right of my head, she spread her legs to give me a close view of her inviting snatch. Because Amanda was still smothering and slapping me in the face with her boobs, the view of Gina's charms were discontinuous. The aching in my balls was now bordering on catastrophic.

"Please let me come. Somebody, please. I am begging you. I cannot take this anymore!" I pleaded.

"You know he is such a big cry baby. A wuss. He's just a big wuss." exclaimed Krista.

"How long as he gone without an orgasm?" asked Amanda.

"It's been two months since his last orgasm, and before that he went 10 months without an orgasm. That will teach him for cheating on me."

Many of the onlookers dropped their mouths in disbelief when they heard Krista's comment about my orgasmic deprived life. At Krista's direction, Gina lifted her legs and placed her toes on my mouth. Her perfectly manicured toenails were painted red. I sucked on each of her toes until Krista began re positioning everyone. Kevin passed the camcorder to his wife, Gina. He joined Amanda on the left side of the bed. The young buxom blond wasted no time in removing Kevin's last piece of clothing, his white briefs. As Gina continued filming with the camcorder, Kevin and Amanda lay down on the bed and embraced each other in a deep passionate kiss. Kevin's lips and mouth quickly moved Southward toward Amanda's towering peaks. Kevin spent the next 5 or 10 minutes kissing, sucking, licking and kneading on every square inch on those mouth watering tits. Krista leaned over and whispered something in Kevin's ear. At this point, Amanda and Kevin stood up and positioned themselves in a standing position directly above my head. 

From this vantage point, I was staring up at Amanda's slender tanned legs as well as her clean shaven pussy. She wrapped her arms around Kevin's neck. He cupped her tight ass and pulled her up. As her legs wrapped around his torso, Kevin's throbbing missile disappeared into her pussy. While still standing directly above me, the two of them began rocking their bodies slowly. I could see his cock moving in and out of her slightly glistening pussy. As their pace quickened, both Kevin and Amanda's moans grew louder. Small droplets of Amanda's love juice were trickling down her inner right thigh. After Kevin began to grow tired of supporting Amanda in this position, she lay down on top of me such that her body was perpendicular to mine. Her breasts were drapped over my chest while the rest of her bodacious bod was stretched out on my right side.

Kevin positioned himself behind Amanda and entered her pussy in doggie style fashion. Amanda rubbed her hands thru my hair a couple of times before inserting two of her fingers in my mouth. To drive my lust to a record level, Krista was swallowing my blood engorged prick. She began bobbing up and down my pole in a slow and methodical fashion. As Amanda stared at me with those gorgeous big blue eyes, I could feel Krista sliding the tip of her tongue up one side of my cock and down the other. 

"Gimme, Gimme, Gimme!" Amanda screamed. 

With Amanda's boobs nestled on my chest and Krista's mind boggling blowjob, it felt as if my nuts would literally explode; however, from Kevin's facial expressions and his guttural moans, he was the one approaching an orgasmic explosion. Within seconds, Kevin withdrew from Amanda's cunt and let loose with 4 or 5 thick ropes of warm gooey cum all over her ass. Like some sort of super stud, Kevin pulled Amanda off of me and practically thru her on the bed to the left of me. He quickly entered her in a missionary style and proceeded to unmercifully pound her snatch. Their lips parted for some sensuous french kissing. Kevin continued pistoning his depleted but rigid member in and out of her pussy. Every few minutes or so Kevin would stop and grab two handfuls of Amanda's 38 inch peaks. After this brief detour to boobland, Kevin would resume fucking this blond beauty at an absolutely frenzied pace. Kevin was bound and determined to release another load. After almost 15 minutes of intense thrusting, he grimaced and moaned loudly. While still joined at the crotch with Amanda, he collapsed on top of her. The sexual satisfaction shown on Kevin's face was undeniable. Krista had even stopped her assault on my cock to watch the Kevin and Amanda show.

Although the evening was still relatively young, it appeared that Krista was ready to call it a night and return home. Gina ejected the naughty videotape from the camcorder and gave it to Krista. Krista placed the camcorder in the duffel bag, and removed her sexy halter top, black skirt and high heels from the bag. After she was dressed to leave the party, Krista refocused her attention on me. Because of the porno playing on the big screen plasma TV as well as another couple going at it hot and heavy in the adjacent bed, my erection was standing at attention and in no mood to deflate.

Before Krista could place the cock cage back on my flagpole, my missile undoubtedly was required to shrink; otherwise, my cock would not fit into the cage. In order to eliminate my erection, Krista dropped her skirt again and threw it over my head. In this way I could not see the TV or the sexual activity transpiring in the other bed. Krista also muted the TV so that I was unable to hear the sex sounds emanating from the x rated move. After about 5 minutes, my penis was flacid. While still blindfolded with Krista's skirt, she place my dick back into the cage. After pulling the skirt up and over her legs and curvacious hips, she unlocked all of the ankle and hand cuffs. Krista then handed me the red rayon skirt which I was wearing earlier in the evening.

"Put this back on." said Krista.

"Aren't we leaving?" I asked.

"Yes, but your going home in the outfit that you have on now."

"What if we're in an accident or you get pulled over for speeding?"

"You worry to much. Do as I say and put your cute little skirt back on."

I followed Krista's instructions and stepped back into the embarrassing skirt. After mingling a few more minutes in the huge basement area, we walked back upstairs to the first floor. To maximize my embarrassment, she continued to parade me around the house so that everyone at the party saw me in this humiliating outfit. At about midnight, Krista and I walked to our SUV. Krista did allow me to remove the high heels and walk barefooted to our vehicle, but she insisted that I place the heels back on once we reached the SUV. After blindfolding me, Krista started the engine and away we went. Luckily for me, the drive on in the dark was uneventful. 

When we finally arrived home, Krista demanded that I lie down on our king sized bed. While still attired in the blond wig, rayon dress and high heels, she again cuffed me hand and foot to the bed. After unlocking and removing the cock cage, she turned on the computer and placed the TV tray above my abdomen. After setting the 17" flat panel monitor on the TV tray, she turned on our TV/VCR combo and inserted the videotape shot earlier in the evening. To avoid any sort of undesired orgasm, she flipped the skirt up onto my chest and abdomen. Her legitimate fear was that my growing erection could move against the soft rayon fabric - thus causing an orgasmic explosion. Krista then left the bedroom leaving me alone with the videotape of the party, plus the steady barrage of hot women on the computer's screensaver.

After about 15 minutes, Krista returned to the bedroom. She moved the computer monitor and TV tray back to the dresser, and stood above my spread eagled body. She removed her high heels and performed a seductive little dance on the bed. Krista peeled the halter top over her head and dropped the black mini skirt to her ankles. After stepping out of the skirt, she removed the pasties from my nipples and gently rubbed and kissed my aroused and erect nipples. Even before I was sexually active, I remembered as a young teenager the pleasure of playing with my nipples while looking at a hot Playboy or Penthouse centerfold.

With a wickedly seductive grin on her face, Krista sat down on the bed and popped my tower of pleasure into her mouth. Like an orgasmic vacuum cleaner, she sucked on my 7 inch monster until I was close to the brink of an orgasm. As a change of pace, Krista simply kissed and nibbled on me, up and down my shaft. A wave of pleasure racked my entire body as she moved her mouth over the head of my cock, teasing the edges with her tongue. The "blue balls" pain in my balls was reaching unparalled heights. After a while, Krista pulled her little pink vibrator from her top dresser drawer. She sat down on top of my chest and spread her legs wide. After turning the vibrator on and removing the rail thin black thong, she rubbed the pink sex toy against the folds of her pussy and then on to her clit. She inserted two and then three fingers into her slit while pressing the vibrator on the top of her clit. As her pussy began to glisten with moisture, I could smell the sweet scent of her love nectar enveloping the room. Krista soon popped the vibrator in her pussy, and began to vigorously rub and then slap at her clit. Within minutes, her naughty pleasure trip reached its crescendo. With her wet snatch now less than 3 inches from my face, Krista exploded with an outburst of little squeals and moans. As she had done on some of our previous lovemaking adventures, Krista used her index finger to glaze my nipples with her pussy juices.

After Krista regained control of her senses, she assembled the tripod and placed our camcorder on top of it. She positioned the tripod on the left side of the bed. Krista peered thru the camcorder lens several times until she was comfortable that the camera angle was perfect.

"I know that you signed that contract back last May, so we have not gone the full year, but you have been a good boy so how would you like to get out of those restraints and fuck me like a sailor on leave."

"Your not playing one of those psychological games with me are you? 

"No. I am completely serious. I am ready to uncuff you and let you have your way with me. but you gotta keep the skirt and the wig on."

Today was April 8th, and with the exception of the one orgasm in February, my cum had been boiling with lust since April 22nd of last year. During the last 50 weeks, I had experienced only 1 orgasm. Since the February orgasm was via a hand job, almost a year had passed since I had enjoyed the pleasure of a wet and tight pussy. Krista looked thru the camcorder lens one more time and pressed the "tape" button. As she began uncuffing my ankles, she began narrating the events during the past year. She mentioned my infidelities and my inability to experience an orgasm. As she uncuffed my left wrist, I was now totally free, and my flagpole was standing at attention.

"Go for it." exclaimed Krista.

In the condition which I was in, this was neither the time or the place for foreplay. Within a moment's notice, I lay Krista down on the bed. While still wearing the red rayon skirt, I mounted her in the missionary position. As I entered her pussy for first time in almost a year, I let loose with a guttural moan. Like an 18 year old virgin experiencing the pleasure of pussy for the very first time, I began to aggressively thrust my hips. As I stared into her eyes and kissed her lips, I felt the incredible sensation of my impending orgasm. Within seconds, my engorged missile was erupting with a cataclysmic force inside Krista's wet snatch. I pumped and pumped and pumped until every last ounce of cum had drained from my body. With Krista and I still fused at the groin, I rolled over on my back. To say that I was now sexually satisfied would be an understatement of epic proportions. After Krista and I uncoupled, I removed the wig from my head and took off the skirt. I was still clad in the extra large black crotchless suspender stockings, but at this point I left them on.

We lay there and cuddled for a few more minutes until Krista re-wound the tape from the party earlier in the evening. Meanwhile, the camcorder on the tripod was still taping. As we began viewing the tape, Krista began planting soft kisses over my nipples and belly. Once my cock started twitching and showing signs of life, Krista swallowed my entire prick. Her skillful tongue soon brought my cock back to its full 7 inches. We spent the next 15 or 20 minutes going at it and every conceivable position: cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggie, scissors, etc.... . 

When we reached the point on the tape where Kevin and Amanda were screwing each other in the standing position, we jumped out of the bed onto the floor. Krista jumped up on me just as Amanda had wrapped herself around Kevin earlier. We went at it in this position until perspiration was forming on my brow. I then threw Krista back down on the bed and straddled her once again in the missionary position. My frenetic thrusting soon brought me to another mind blowing orgasm. Although this second orgasm was no where near as pleasurable as the first, I heartily enjoyed this 15 to 20 minutes of pure unadulterated fucking. 

In addition to the pure joy of a sexual release, I was now not trapped in that devilish cock cage. As much I was a huge fan of being tied up by my wife during lovemaking, I was never again going to allow her to cuff or tie me to a bed. There was no way I could take the chance that she would slap that diabolical cock cage on me again. Three days later on Tuesday evening, Krista and I finished the evening off with another fantastic session of lovemaking. As an added bonus, we watched the tape of the previous Saturday evening showing me fucking Krista while I was still wearing the wig, skirt, stockings and high heels. Later that week, Krista deleted all of the erotic and x rated pictures which I downloaded during the previous year. She also called our satellite TV provider and cancelled the adult programming which had streamed into our house during the past 11 or 12 months.

Since Krista and I had some serious issues to address, we begin visiting with a marriage counselor. My two infidelities had driven a huge stake into the heart of our marriage, and her response with the cock cage was an over reaction of the highest magnitude. With the help of the marriage counselor, we were able to save our marriage. As much pleasure as I derived from staring at and making love to beautiful women, I pledged to both Krista and myself that I would remain faithful to her. The counselor advised us against returning to Sonya's house of lust; however, Krista and I have not made a final decision on the swinging issue. Most likely we will go back to one of Sonya's parties; however, we would only watch the action or perform as exhibitionists ourselves. As I 43 year old man, I am incredibly fortunate to be married to a still stunning 30 year old brunette. If Krista caught me cheating on her again, there was no telling what she might do; however, other than death or serious bodily injury, it is hard to comprehend a fate worse than what I had endured during the previous 12 months. 

THE END