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My first time, with a bull (part 1 of 2) Sharing a very true real life story. It started many, many, many years ago. When my my wife and I began to dabble with chastity. Male chastity. I had no idea she had bulls on the side. As I began to reluctantly continue to wear the cage. Telling her I wanted out. She hinted, then told me a secret. That I may need sex. But that she does not. She went onto explain, she had a taste of a real man. Not somebody like me. Not someone with a tiny dick. She found a man. In fact more than a few men. Men that were well endowed. Men that touched her in places I never could. So she said she decided to keep me locked. She had bulls she called them. Men she will have sex with. Men she has been having sex with. So from now on, in this marriage. Her title will go from wife to cuckoldress. And from now on, I will no longer be her husband. From now on I will refer to you as my cuckold. I’ll call you cusky. This was a private thing I thought. But she has been open about this. Publicly telling some about me as her cuckold. Showing them her key. Ore and more of her girlfriends were finding out about this. I found women share “secrets” Seems one of her girlfriends admitted she was into the alternative lifestyle. She even had a few keys of her own. The following is the first very intimate experience I had with this other women. My wife had already invited some of her girlfriends over for drinks. And they ultimately met me. I do mean ALL OF ME. Naked. Wearing only a cage between my legs. I ended up on my knees. Bowing before so many women. They laughed at me. Enjoying their drinks while they degraded and humiliating me. Calling me a loser and other things. This went on a few times. Different women sometimes. Sometimes repeat guests. The woman who was in the lifestyle. The one who had a few keys herself. She attended a few parties. She got to know me. She had many opportunities to learn a lot about me. Like how my cage felt in her hand. How my balls felt in her hands. How my face grimaced as she squeezed my balls. How my cock strained to grow in the cage as she played with me. My wife saw this and the wheels were set in motion. Her girlfriend invited herself over. She said she knew my wife was away. And said she had to come over for awhile and talk. Ta long. So I agreed. We sat on the couch together. Began to talk. Then she asked me if she cold have a cold drink. I got up to get it came back to the couch and handed it to her. She took a sip. Then things took a turn. Before you sit down she said. Take off your clothes. I just stood there. Thinking to my self, what did I just hear. She saw my hesitation. Then she reached down the front of her shirt. Dangled the necklace with he keys in my face. Don’t make me tell you again. STRIP. Everything off. With those keys in my face, I just knew to do what I was told. I stood there. Put my hands behind my back. She let the keys lay down the front of her shirt. I watched as she picked up her drink. She took a sip. In fact, she took many sips. I stood there for sometime. No words were being spoken by either of us. The silence was broken when she snapped her fingers and pointed to the floor. Instinctively I knelt before her. Placed my hands back behind my back. I looked up at her. I watched as she took a few more sips of her drink. Your wife will be gone for the night she said. Do you know what that means? I replied hesitantly, No Ma’am. She set her glass down. Then dangled the keys in my face again. That means, you are mine. And you will do everything I say. Do you understand “cucky”. The word cucky was like a slap in the face to me. My wife calls me cucky. But not anyone else. So I replied, I think so. She got up off the couch. Removed her shirt. Adjusted the necklace so the keys were now between her breasts. This was the first time I ever saw her topless. Looking back, I never saw any of my wife’s girlfriends topless before this. As I was still frozen there on my knees. I saw her reach into her purse. She pulled out a collar. Secured it around my neck. Then attached a leash. Show me where your wife sleeps. Show me her bed. I started to get up. She hit me across the face. She screamed. No one gave you permission to stand. I want you to crawl. This woman never hit me before. Yes she had examined my naked body more than the other ladies. But she never hit me. And she hit me hard. I got back down on all fours and crawled down the hall and into the bedroom. Once inside I stopped by the side of the bed. Here’s her bed Ma’am. This is my wife’s bed. She pulled the leash tight. Pulling it upward until it was constricting my neck. I felt the collar squeeze my windpipe. Making my breathing labored. A four poster bed she said. I like it. Your wife has good taste. Just not in you. Then she wrapped the end of the leash around one of the posts at the foot of the bed. Where do you keep the rope she asked. In the closet I replied. I watched as she walked over to the closet. She opened the door and saw an assortment of toys. See you two have been busy. Does she use these on you. I replied, some of them. Now that I am here, I’ll teach you how to use all of them. Don’t worry she said. Not all of them tonight. I’ll be here many times. You’re going to hate me. But I promise you will love me too. You see, your wife gave me a key. Asked me to drop by and train you. You like that don’t you cucky? Whatever you say Ma’am I sheepishly replied. |
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