0 comments/ 26062 views/ 1 favorites Chained, But Not Contained Ch. 01 By: bondage_boy Chapter 1 - The Initial Encounter Fucking hell what a mess! I can't believe I'd been so stupid. I was now consigned to sleeping on the sofa until I manage to patch things up with my Wife. Thinking back, I wish I'd done things a little differently. But that is Vegas for you. Vegas. The adult playground. That's exactly what I'd done. Played. Perhaps a little bit of background would help clear things up. My name is Mike. I'm sort of a business trouble-shooter for want of a better term. Essentially, my company will get approached to look at a company and its core processes. And that is where I come in. I'll pretty much just snoop around for a week or three and get a feel of how things are (or aren't) running. Once I've got a reasonable feel for the place, I'll meet with the board and recommend some pretty basic changes. Normally this stuff just seems like common sense to me, but for some reason the plebs who work there just aren't capable of seeing the wood for the trees. Give things another week or two to settle down, then I go home a happy man. My firm gets a nice big payout (of which, I probably only see about 25%) and the aforementioned company probably reverts back to the way they used to do things in the first place. Now, I was out consulting at a small firm in Vegas, but managed to get a little bit of down-time to myself. Also, for once, I wasn't compelled to go out to dinner or for drinks with any of the local management as they all seemed to be of the non-drinking persuasion. What the fuck is the point in not drinking? I'm originally from England, and for us, drinking is pretty much our national sport. It used to be rugby, which is sort of like your American Football only less wimpy. The problem is that we started getting our collective arses kicked by the Springboks (South Africa), Wallabies (Australia) and the All-Blacks (New Zealand). But drinking is something we will always be world champions at. That said, I've gotten into a shit-load of trouble when I'm bladdered. For instance, I'm currently on some sort of FAA no-fly-list thanks to a ton of duty-free booze that I drank on my last flight over the Atlantic. In fact, that was my last flight for the rest of my life it seems. To be honest, I don't really remember what happened, other than I spent the next 3 months in prison up on some half-arsed Air-rage charge. So now I drive everywhere... But I digress.... ..So here I was in Vegas, near the end of a three-week stint, out on my own and enjoying a few drinks in one of the casinos. Actually, I'm not even sure which one it was. They all look the fucking same from inside. Fuck me I ramble... I'll get to the point. I was winning at craps. I actually don't have a clue how to play the game, but somehow I was on some massive winning streak. I wasn't betting any more than I could afford to lose, but I was about $1500 up and really feeling good. I even seemed to have my own fan-club. She can't have been any older than early 20's and she wasn't anything too special to look at. But she was so bubbly and vivacious that you couldn't help feeling attracted to her infectious personality. She also had _the_ most un-fucking-believable tits I'd ever seen. My wife is a stunner, but even at my most generous I would say she is just moderately endowed. Her body-type is athletic as opposed to voluptuous. But this flirty, happy, sexy creature beside me at the craps table had breasts to die for. And we'd definitely started something. Every time I won, we'd laugh and hug with a lot of body contact. I was cracking a pretty decent semi from snuggling up to her puppies and I'm pretty sure she'd felt my hardening package on more than one occasion. I'd gotten to the point where I'm more interested in her than what was going on at the table. So, I said to her, 'How about we finish up here and go back to my hotel for some quiet drinks?' 'Sure, sounds like a plan.' she said. Fuck me! I'm already lucky tonight. Screw the dice. I want to get laid. She threw her left arm around my neck and felt the outline of my now-hard cock with her right, whispering into my ear 'I can't wait, let's go right now'. Just then I saw someone I recognised a few tables over, and she saw and recognised me. She was one of my wife's friends. She is bound to tell tales, but then again there isn't anything I probably can't explain away as harmless fun. Who gives a shit? I've been three weeks without a shag and I'm gagging for it. I wanted to take this young lady back to my room and fuck her brains out. I threw everything I had on the pass line for one last go. I didn't care if I lost the lot. It was time to leave. 'Eleven'. Sweet Jesus! I've just won a bucket full of chips! Cashing up seemed to take forever. I'd won a little over 20 grand overall. Not bad for a short drunken night's work. We took the short taxi right to the Mandalay Bay and went straight to my room. Almost immediately we start tearing at each other's clothes. I can't wait to see whether she has the goods or if it's all just so much packaging. Now, with both of us standing completely naked, I push her just far enough away so I can take it all in. Sure enough, they are fucking fantastic. Nice pendulous breasts that drop slightly now that they aren't suspended by a bra, but they are still a magnificent sight to behold. 'You like them?' she asked. 'It's pretty obvious huh? I've got to say, they are probably the most beautiful things I've ever seen', I said with all honesty. To her credit, she took it as her due. 'Come over here. I've got a treat for you', she said, while beckoning me over to the bed. I tried to kiss her, but she pushed me down onto the bed so I was sitting on the edge and she was kneeling in front of me, between my legs. She grabbed the base of my cock in one hand, gently cupping and caressing my balls with her other as she slowly swallowed the head of my engorged cock. Those incredible breasts softly rubbed against my inner thighs as she bobbed up and down on my meat. Once she's slobbered enough over my cock to lubricate it she then asked me 'Do you want to fuck my titties?' How fucking great is this! I think the look on my face was answer enough. She lay down on the bed with her head propped up on a pillow as I straddled her waist and stuck my cock between her breasts. She pushed them together complete enveloping my cock as I thrust forward, the head of my cock going into her mouth at the peak of my thrust. She'd greedily suck and lick at my head when it came close, but I was already beyond the point of no-return. I tried to stop it, but I exploded first into her mouth, then another more powerful jet of cum shot over her face, covering her left eye, left cheek and her nose. The last two or three squirts were not much more than dribbles and just fell into the valley between those fabulous fleshy mounds. 'I'm really sorry', I stammered. 'I didn't mean...' ...to come so fucking early while I was enjoying myself so much. This was my first real titty-fuck and I wasn't sure the opportunity would present itself again. She giggled a little. 'No, it's fine. Actually, it's kind of flattering.' Wiping her finger down her face she managed to scrape off most of the cum, which she then popped into her mouth and sucked clean. 'Yummy.' I wasn't going to let her go without getting something in return. I love licking pussy, so that is what I started to do. I know woman vary and like different speed and pressure, but I tend to start slowly and softly, keeping aware of any clues she gives me on how to alter my technique. She was relaxing initially, which meant I'd started okay and the occasional grind into my face meant she wanted a little more pressure. As we both gradually speed up, I could feel her lips opening wider, and taste the increasing wetness of her pussy juice. All of a sudden she clamped her legs tight and grabbed the back of my head mashing my face into her crotch. I held completely still, feeling her pulse in orgasm with my lips as she moaned in quiet pleasure. I would normally get hard again after 10 minutes of licking pussy, but for some reason my little fulla just wasn't playing the game today. But in our post-coital bliss we both seemed pretty happy to fall asleep in each other's arms. Chained, But Not Contained Ch. 02 Chapter 2 - Facing The Music I woke up alone. She'd left without waking me. I didn't even know her name. FUCK! The money! A quick scrabble on the dressing table, opening the drawer I stuck the cash into, I see a small note. 'Thanks for a great night. I need to go to work now. I hope you don't mind, I took $100 from your winnings to get a taxi. I only needed $50, but there was nothing smaller.' The rest of the money lay untouched below the note. Time was a blur for the remainder of the contract. All I did was work, eat, sleep, drink, occasionally spend a bit of time at the casinos and jerk off to the porn on TV. Where would mankind be without porn? I view my hotel masturbation sessions as therapy. I would normally wank twice a night, which is funny, because I don't normally come twice a night when I'm having sex. Once is sort of an arbitrary limit for me. But I think my record at wanking in one day was 5. That was a few years ago though. (I'd just inherited a fantastic porn collection from a mate... the potency of which has mostly died out now) Porn aside, I'd finally reached the end of my current contract and it was time to pack up and head back home to San Diego. Just as well I enjoy driving. Not being able to fly means it's a lot more of a hassle to head home during mid-contract (Impossible when I'm working East-Coast). As I expected, the shit had hit the fan when I arrived home. My missus had heard from a source (that fucking friend of hers) that I'd been seen getting leaving a casino with a young lady. I explained that I didn't sleep with her (I used the Clinton Defence) as I guess that technically no penetration of vagina was involved. I'm a reasonably good liar though and argued my case pretty convincingly. I even promised her that I'd do anything to prove that I'm trustworthy. Which brings us up to date I suppose. I ended up sleeping almost a week on the sofa, which is the longest I've ever been in the dog-house. My wife and I barely talked throughout this time. My firm had lined up another role for me up in San Francisco, so I started to prepare for the trip - reading what I could find out about the financial services company I was going to be analysing and packing what I'd need for my time away. I was in our bedroom, in the middle of my packing, when my wife comes in and tells me she's got one more thing for me to pack. 'Sure honey, what is it?' I asked. 'First, I want to give you a going away present' She pushed me back onto the bed and undid the fly of my trousers, releasing my cock. Sliding her lips over the head of my cock, she circled it with her tongue. Since we'd been abstaining for the past several days, I got very hard very quickly. She gives a great blowjob and it looks like she'd accepted my side of the story and forgiven me. It was time to lie back and enjoy her handiwork. She gently cupped my balls with one hand and clasped the base of my shaft with her other. My cock is long enough that she can't take it all in without gagging, but stroking the base of my cock with her hand as she sucked at the head makes up for the fact that she can't swallow the entire length. Bobbing her head up and down with a slowly increasing tempo, I could feel my cum begin to rise. She kept gently fondling my balls as I erupted into her mouth. I could feel her swallow my cum. I tried to pull her off my cock so we could cuddle for a bit, but she seemed to want to stay there with her mouth wrapped around my cock. I wasn't about to complain, so I lay back and rested. I must have dosed off, because I woke up to feel my balls uncomfortably getting pulled through a tight metal ring and something cold and hard being clamped around my now flaccid cock. 'What are you doing?' I asked, as she clicked something else into place. 'It's your way of making it up to me.' She said. 'It's a chastity device that you'll wear when you are off on one of your trips. I'll be sure that you won't be playing around if you keep this on.' The device was a metal cage locked to a metal ring with a reasonably high-quality looking padlock. The cage was a pretty tight fit and kept my flaccid cock forced into a downward curve. 'I can't wear this! It'll be obvious underneath my clothes!' 'No it won't. Here look.' She said as she popped my entrapped cock back inside my trousers and zipped me up. 'See, it's not that bad.' It did look like I had a semi-hard cock, but it wasn't as bad as I'd feared. 'And this is the only way I can make you happy that I'm not fooling around?' I asked. She nodded. I was still feeling pretty good about the blowjob and perhaps combined with a bit of guilt from the incident it was enough to make me capitulate for now. 'Well, in that case I can give it a try. At least temporarily.' She seemed happy with that. I'm not too sure I was though. God I'm stupid sometimes... Chained, But Not Contained Ch. 03 Chapter 3 – Acceptance Driving with the cage on was a little uncomfortable, but I pretty much forgot the thing was there most of the time. In fact, I forgot one time when I went to go to the toilet. I just wanted to piss, but when I unzipped myself at the urinal I felt the cage and realised that it was going to be a little awkward. It wasn't as bad as I thought, but it would have been embarrassing if someone else had of been in the room. There was enough clearance around my piss-slit to let me emulate a normal un-caged urination. But the cage would have been pretty obvious to someone standing next to me (assuming they copped a glance), so I decided to use the stalls from now on. San Francisco isn't a place I know that well. I've only been there once before for a weekend, so I was looking forward to spending some there. This contract was for two months, which was about average and normally it flies by pretty quickly. Not this fucking time though! I didn't realise how completely frustrating this fucking chastity device would be. I'd normally surf for porn or watch some smutty video in the evening which tended to kill an hour or two. I tried to do the same thing but with my cock constrained by the cage I couldn't get a full erection. It was almost painful in that I couldn't get a sense of release. Sleeping was a bitch too. I would be awake half the night. Normally I'd have a wank just before bed, after which, I'd be out in under 10 minutes. With that outlet denied me, I ended up turning to Alcohol. I drank the mini-bar dry, but there was something wrong about drinking in my hotel room. So I started going to bars in the local area. It became my nightly ritual to get reasonably fucked out of my head then go back to the hotel. It was making me feel like shit though, as my quality of sleep wasn't any better and my low-grade horniness never seemed to subside. That said, things were about to get worse. I was in yet another bar slowly drinking myself into inebriation, when a guy came and sat down next to me and offered to buy me a beer. We ended up chatting quite a while and I don't know how the fuck it happened, but I told him about my situation and about not being able to get release and just generally feeling really shit. He wanted to take a look at the cage and suggested we went into the bathroom. Not entirely sure why I was doing this, I followed him into the Men's room. 'Can I see what sort of device you are wearing?', He asked. 'Sure', I said as I unzipped my pants and showed him the cage. 'That's not so bad. I've seen worse ones, that's for sure. Actually, I might know someone who could help you get a little bit of release.' 'Really? Who?', I asked. 'I'm getting a little desperate to be honest.' 'Well, first I'd like a little bit of relief myself.' He said as he unzipped his fly and pulled out an erect cock. What was the weird thing, is the state I was in. I actually wanted any sort of sexual contact and I guess in a way I looked at his cock as a substitute for my own. At least, that is what I was telling myself as I knelt down and started licking and sucking the first strange cock I'd ever touched in my life. My own cock strained against it's constricting cage as I took this other cock deeper into my mouth. In my mind I was pleasuring myself and not another man. He started thrusting deeper into my throat, his hands interlocked around the back of my head. Just then someone else walked it to the bathroom. I tried to pull away from the cock in my mouth, but the hands behind my head pulled me toward his crotch, forcing the head of his cock to go partly down my throat. 'I thought you had some new fish in here', said the man who had just walked in. 'Sure did. He's wearing a chastity device too.' said the man whose cock I was currently gagging on. The other guy locked the main door to the bathroom, then walked back over to the two of us. He pulled my waist up so my legs were straight and my upper body was bent over horizontal. This actually made it easier to keep the cock in my throat as I think the passage was straight. I felt my pants slide down and expose my ass, quickly followed by a lubricated finger inserting into my ass hole. That actually felt pretty good. The cock on my mouth demanded more attention as it's owner started thrusting with his hips. Now I could taste pre-cum as he pulled out to the point where only the head of his cock was inside my mouth. I greedily slobbered over his cock wishing it was my own cock able to be hard and getting a blow-job. The probing finger at my rear was replaced by something much, much larger. My virgin arse was being painfully stretched to accommodate this new intruder. I could feel my own pre-cum dribble against the inner thigh of my left leg. A nice long string of it. If my cock was released now, it would have been the hardest it had ever been. 'Fuck me he is tight', said the guy pumping away at my butt. 'I'm cumming already!' He pushed deep into me as he unloaded his nuts into my bowels. I could feel his balls pumping the sperm into me as well as the throbbing of his cock. My ring-piece tightened, milking the cum out of him. Moments later, the cock in my mouth also erupted. I feel the jets of cum hit the back of my throat. I swallowed most of it, continuing to suck at the cock in my mouth. Both cocks were pulled out of me almost simultaneously. The guy who fucked my arse said 'Thank you' and left pretty quickly after cleaning himself up. Meanwhile, the recipient of my first ever blow-job, wrote down a name and number on a business card. 'Here,' he said while handing me the card. 'This is a phone number of a woman who specialised in giving men like you relief. Trust me, I know from experience that she is worth it.' As he also left the bathroom, I looked down and read the card in my hand. All that was written on the card was the name Anna and a local telephone number. I needed to make a call... Chained, But Not Contained Ch. 04 Chapter 4 – Exploring Something New I was so horny after being fucked in the ass and swallowing some strangers cum, that I called the number as soon as I left the bar. A female voice answered. 'Hello?' 'Um, Hi. Er... I was given your number by someone I met. He said that you, um, specialise in giving relief?' Fuck me I was nervous. 'I take it you are wearing some sort of chastity-device?' She asked. 'Er, yes... it's a metal cage-type contraption.' 'I think I can help you out. If you are able to come over now, I've got time. I'll give you directions.' She gave me some pretty clear directions on how to get to her place. I got a taxi there from the bar. Her house looked pretty typical from outside. I didn't know what sort of reception I was about to get. I rang the door-bell. Shortly after, a rather tasty, curvaceous, black-haired woman answered the door. 'You didn't waste any time getting here. Come in, take your shoes off and follow me.' She opened the door and beckoned me inside. Looking at her I was impressed. She was short, roughly 5 foot 3 inches. But very full figured. Slightly more flesh on her hips than I usually like, with slight saddle-bags, but her tits were gorgeous. They were on the large side, but nicely shaped and well suspended. I walked inside, slipped off my shoes and followed her downstairs into a dimly lit basement. 'Please lie down here.' She said, pointing at a Y-shaped bench. I lay down, with my legs spread on the outstretched arms of the bench. She stood between my legs and undid my belt and fly. 'You won't need these.' She said as she slid my trousers off. With me naked from the waist-down, she started strapping my legs to the bench. The arms of the Y were spread at about a 60 degree angle, so it was quite a stretch for me (I'm not really very flexible). After she'd finished with my legs, she came around to my head. Gently grabbing both of my arms, she strapped them into some clamps above and behind my head. 'Last one now.' She said as she slipped one final strap around my neck, comfortably, but firmly, holding me in place. 'Now while I can give you a form of release, it's not going to be like a normal orgasm, so you might be a little disappointed. But we'll give it a go and see if you like the results.' She pulled something out from a drawer that was out of my sight and brought it up to my face. 'Open wide now!' She said as she pushed some sort of rubberised gag into my mouth. I opened my jaw and let the intruder enter my mouth. It was a large rubber penis gag. It kept my jaw at almost full extension. Once it was fully in my mouth, she then strapped it around my head rather tightly. 'This gag has a very tight seal. I'd like to try and blow against it.' She said as she blocked my nose. I could breath in through the penis gag, as it let air in without problem, but when I tried to blow out, I couldn't. For one thing, there was some sort of one-way valve on the penis gag. It would let air in through the hollow tube in the middle, but not out. But also, the seal around my mouth was air-tight. The tight, wide rubber strap that went around my head, along with the one-way valve, prevented me from blowing air out my mouth. She released my nose, allowing me to exhale. 'See? It's a one-way deal. Now for part two.' She started to roll a snug-fitting rubber hood over my head. When it covered my nose, I found I couldn't breath in through my nose. I could breath out fine, but when I tried to breath in, another one-way valve prevented me from getting any air. 'You are getting the rhythm.' She said as I changed my breathing so I inhaled through the penis gag and out through my nose. She then pulled out a two-foot clear plastic tube that was about a quarter inch in diameter. At one end was a valve and a thinner piece of tubing about 4 inches long. She put a little bit of lubricant on the 4 inch piece of tubing. 'This will be a little uncomfortable.' She said as she inserted the small end of tubing into my urethra. 'Mmmmmm!' I moaned in discomfort. 'I know, I know.' She said quietly. It's a little uncomfortable, but it'll pass. Once she'd slid all four inches of tube into my cock, the slight burning feeling started to numb. Possibly there was some local anaesthetic quality to the lubricant that she'd applied. She then plugged the other end of the tube into the penis gag that filled my mouth. I was in shock! 'Yes.' She said. 'The tube from your cock goes directly to your mouth.' I was being forced to breath in through my mouth, due to the one-way valves on my mouth and nose. Breathing in was slightly more strained though, due to the narrow diameter of the tube leading to my cock. Near the head of my cock was another valve that I guessed let air in to the tube. Otherwise I'd have no air to breath at all. 'Now that we are set-up, we can begin.' She said as she undressed. She stripped completely naked, then strapped on a harness with three dildos. One large fat one for her pussy, another reasonably-sized penis-shaped one for her arse and a third one with a wicked upward curve that was obviously destined for me. She flicked a switch that was connected to the harness and I could hear a slight humming. 'Mmmmm..' She moaned gently, licking her lips. Applying some lubricant to the curved appendage at the front of her harness, she then positioned herself between my legs. Gently pushing at my no-longer virgin arse-hole, she slowly entered me, stretching my ass further than the man in the bathroom had done earlier. My cock desperately wanted to be hard as it once again strained at it's cruel enclosure. As the dildo pushed deeper into me, I could feel it rubbing against my prostate. I felt a slight urge to urinate, but that receded slowly. With the dildo completely inside me, she started to slowly grind her crotch into me. This caused the head of the dildo to massage my prostate in a not entirely unpleasant manner. I was getting light-headed from the effort of breathing through the thin tube. It was starting to get more difficult. Then, on my next breath, I could taste something strange. Looking at the clear tube, I could see droplets of pre-cum moving up the tube as I breathed in. I was tasting my own pre-cum. Anna was in her own world now. She was rubbing her breasts, pushing them together, her eyes closed as she ground into me with more vigour. Looking at the tube I could see a thick blob that looked like more than pre-cum travel the short distance to my mouth before I lost focus on it. I choked on cum as I struggled to breath. Looking up at Anna, she was smiling now. Gradually, more and more cum travelled down the tube and into my mouth. I had no choice but to swallow my own cum as I needed to keep breathing. I didn't orgasm, but sperm kept flowing anyway. I must have choked on my cum for about 20 minutes until Anna started frantically pumping away, her own orgasm painfully obvious. After she came, she pulled out of my ass and unplugged the tube running from my cock. Strangely, I did feel oddly relieved. It didn't feel as good as a proper orgasm would have, but I did feel a sense of... something. I'm not sure what to be honest. When she removed the gag and hood from my head, and the tube from my cock, I was at a loss for words. 'Er... thank you.' I finally stammered. 'You are welcome.' She replied. 'I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.' 'I'm not sure yet... I think I did, but.. I guess I really didn't know what to expect.' 'Well,' She said, 'I'm sure I can come up with another method of release if you feel so inclined. Look, I'm sorry to have to rush you, but I've got a client in a little while, so if you can get ready to go now that'd be great.' She undid my straps and handed my back my trousers and underwear. I pulled my wallet out of my trousers and awkwardly asked what I owed her. 'Oh, there isn't any charge. I only charge for clients who fuck me. What happened just now was more for my fun than anything. But come back again and I'll have a little surprise for you.' 'Okay.' I said, not sure that I wanted to return, but I was intrigued to say the least. The taxi ride back to the hotel was a blur. What a fucking night! Chained, But Not Contained Ch. 05 Chapter 5 - Surprise Visit Feeling a little tired after tonight's event, as I opened the door to my hotel room I got the shock of my life. 'Surprise!' Said my wife. She was lying on the bed in a very nice bra and pantie set that I'd bought her on another trip recently. She looked pretty glammed up as well, possibly she'd been to a stylist earlier that day, because I'd not seen her looking that gorgeous since our wedding day. 'Err.. yeah... What a nice surprise this is!' I managed to choke out. She fixed me with her eyes. 'Why don't you come lie down here? I'm sure you've had a rough day. Actually, I thought you'd be back a bit earlier to be honest.' I mumbled something about heading out for a beer. I couldn't possibly tell her that I'd sucked another man's cock, been fucked in my arse (twice) and been forced to swallow my own cum as my prostate was massaged all in the same night. She led me over to the bed and got me to lay down, then began undressing me. After she had taken my shirt off, she pulled my arms to the corners of the bed and fastened my wrists with some sort of velcro cuffs. Pulling my pants and boxers off, she did the same to my ankles, leaving me spread-eagled, but comfortable, on the mattress, wearing only the cage around my cock. 'I think I can safely remove this now', as she pulled out the key that had been tucked into her bra and undid the padlock on the cage. My cock was instantly hard. I wanted to be inside her now. I bucked my hips as she lowered her head towards my cock. 'Easy Tiger!' She warned. 'I'm going to give you a treat first, then I'll fuck you as long as you want.' She started sucking my cock, taking most of it in her mouth each stroke. She kept up a nice smooth rhythm which she knows is the only way I'll come in her mouth. Normally, she'll suck my cock in a more teasing fashion as foreplay, then we'll have sex as the main event. But occasionally she likes to take my load in her mouth and it's obvious that this is what she intended to do now. Only this time, my cock wasn't playing the game. It felt fucking fantastic, but I felt unable to come. I just couldn't reach that sweet point of release! Fuck! She'd been fingering herself the whole time that she'd been sucking my cock, but she must have realised it was a lost cause and that I needed to be in her pussy for me to come. She removed her underwear and straddled my face so I could lick her for a bit. Licking her pussy made me even harder if that were possible. She likes to be licked gently, and moves her hips in an incredibly sexy way to help direct my tongue to the spots she likes the most. She then positioned herself directly above my cock, rising as I bucked my hips again in an attempt to gain entry to that sweet hole. Holding my hips down, she gently lowered herself onto just my cockhead, teasing her pussy-lips with it. I pushed down against the bed with my ass so my cock fully withdrew from her cunt and she lowered herself to take the tip of my cock again. That's when I thrust up powerfully and rammed myself in to the hilt. She lowered herself completely with a moan so her weight was fully on me and I stayed snugly buried inside her. It's now, when she's straddling me, that I regretted having my wrists bound. I love to put a hand either side of her waist and pull her down onto my cock as we fuck. But here, she was more in control of the action. She used my cock to bring herself to two thundering orgasms while mine stayed frustratingly elusive. Seeing that I still hadn't cum, she turned around so she was facing away from me. It's almost a surefire position for me to orgasm in, as I love to see her ass ride my cock, her pussy lips sliding up and down the shaft as she leans forward and rocks back and forth. It felt so fucking amazing, yet I still couldn't cum! I could only think that Anna had drained me completely and somehow it was inhibiting my ability to achieve orgasm. The frustration was immense. My wife exhaustedly had her third orgasm and then raised herself off my still granite-like cock. 'I'm sorry honey, but it doesn't look like I can cum for some reason.' I said, hopeful that if I stayed hard, then it'd make it impossible for her to put the cage back on my cock. I'd had enough of that frustrating fucking thing! 'Not to worry. I've got a backup plan.' She said as she walked over to the fridge and pulled out a couple of ice packs. 'No no no! That's going to hurt like buggery,' I complained. 'Well, I need to get it down somehow. And if I can't get it to go down after it cums...' That's when she slapped the ice packs around my cock. Fucking hell, that was so cold it felt like it was burning! But it did make my cock shrink in size pretty rapidly. She fitted the cage and fastened the padlock once more before releasing my wrists and ankles. 'It still feels frozen', I complained. She lowered her head and breathed warm air over my crotch area, which just made my cock strain against that cruel enclosure once more. Seeing me in such discomfort she stopped trying to warm my cock with her breath and lay down next to me, rolling away from me onto her side. 'Goodnight sweetheart', she said. 'I'm heading back home early in the morning so I need to get some sleep.' She shifted so we were spooning, her back against my chest, her arse in my crotch. My chastity device nestled between her arse cheeks, the cock inside still straining at the cruel enclosure. She grabbed my arm and wrapped it around her, my hand automatically finding her breast. I didn't sleep very well that night.