“Oh and Cindy, no going in the bedroom until I’m home. I’ve made some preparations for fun later.”
Instructions in place, he left. I was immediately intrigued. Jack had excited me every day since we’d been together. There was an 8 year age gap that my parents didn’t approve of, but it didn’t bother me. Perhaps I was being naive at just 20, but he seemed to have much more knowledge of all things. Particularly in the bedroom. I was always aware that a lot of my kinks were uncommon and not very well known as a result, but Jack had surprised and impressed me with his understanding and even experience of them. There were some things I hadn’t told him as we hadn’t been together for a long time. But there was a lot that I had and every time he had prior knowledge and often practice of them. He was a dream to be with sexually. I’d just given a hint to him of my biggest turn on and was full of hope of him accepting and fulfilling it.
It was the first day of our free week that I’d told him. We both had the week off work and I was spending all of it at his place, following a disagreement with my parents. The first few days had been amazing. We’d more or less been ravaging each other the entire time. In particular, we’d explored BDSM a lot more than we’d had the time to in the month before then. It was as incredible as I’d hoped. But my biggest hope remained that he’d understood my hint. He knew I loved edging and denial and I made sure to link them when I told him how much I really really loved being made to feel jealous. I could have been more open and just said outright that I wanted to be a cuckquean for him, but there was something about him taking a risk and acting only on hints that made the idea so much hotter to me.
I wanted Jack to be with another girl. Not in a threesome. Just him and her. Ideally with me having to watch and maybe even clean them up after, with that being the only pleasure I was allowed. Even better if I was the subject of degradation and humiliation by them throughout. Those thoughts turned me on more than anything. We’d already enjoyed humiliation and degradation as a part of our BDSM play, especially so in that week. I was trying to push him towards my biggest fantasy. I remembered the look he had when I told him of my desire to feel jealous. He had definitely realised it was a key thing I was telling him. It hadn’t taken me long to become possessive and clingy with him, which he loved, so I thought it definitely stood out to him that I wanted to be made to feel jealous. Jack wasn’t the kind of man that beat around the bush with anything, especially sexually. When he went in, he went all in. I just hoped he’d take that same risk. I had a feeling he had something up his sleeve, especially as he hadn’t asked more about it at the time, nor mentioned it again in the following days.
It was a long evening on my own. Jack had gone out with his friends and I knew he’d be back fairly late. I ate and took care of housework, but I couldn’t take my mind off what he might’ve done with the bedroom. It was hard to resist taking a peek but I did manage not to. I liked surprises anyway. Jack certainly knew mentioning it before leaving would end up with me being a needy mess with anticipation by the time he got home.
I finished a glass of wine and my programme ended right about when I had expected him back. My horniness had wavered a little by then and tiredness had set in. I decided a nap might not be a bad idea as I wanted to be awake and ready for whatever fun Jack had in store on his return. But I only made it to being half asleep on the sofa when I heard a car outside.
Then I heard giggling. It wasn’t Jack. But then I did hear his voice, followed by keys jangling. It was him and it sounded like he’d brought somebody with him. In just a couple of seconds, my heart was pounding. Sure enough, Jack entered the hall with his arm around a girl’s waist. I was in shock, despite it being what I wanted.
“What the..” I started but Jack’s deep voice cut me off.
“Here’s the cunt. She’s probably dripping just at the sight of you.”
The confidence in his voice made me swoon. There he was, taking a huge risk, yet actually seeming to be preparing to fulfil my craving. He knew he was right and I loved that. I truly was already dripping wet.
“You were right, she does look pathetic and envious already. Let’s see if this changes it.”
The girl also oozed confidence and I could only watch as she turned his jaw towards her and they kissed before my eyes. Not just a peck on the lips but full on making out. I couldn’t help squeezing my thighs together. They looked so good together and my heart wretched with jealousy. It was all perfect. They both turned to smirk at me after their kiss. They wanted to see how broken I was. A mixture of emotions were displayed in my face but above all, I was incredibly turned on. I could see that Jack knew that too. If he needed any confirmation, he had it.
I could only watch as their attention turned back to each other. Jack groped her body with a smile of great satisfaction as I had to listen to this mystery girl whimper to his touch. I was seething with jealousy just witnessing that. But I still couldn’t wait for them to take it further. I stood helplessly as my boyfriend shoved her back against the wall, causing her to giggle playfully. Whoever she was, they seemed to have great chemistry. Jack kissed her neck and her head tilted up as she moaned. I knew how good those neck kisses felt. I felt even better watching him do it with her. I realised I was touching myself to them but they seemed oblivious. They were in their own world right in front of me. I watched as their clothes were thrown around one by one. Their complete ignorance of my presence only turned me on more and I slipped my hand right inside my underwear.
They looked like a great pairing. Their hair was an almost matching dark brown. I couldn’t not focus on Jack’s heavy jawline as he moved down to suck on her tits. I’d always admired his appearance but only then could I really see how he must’ve looked doing those things to me. Except her tits were bigger than mine. I only had B cups and hers were clearly at least D’s. Even against the wall, I could tell she had a better ass than me too. She was easily better looking and my gut wrenched knowing he was enjoying an upgrade on me. For me to see too. To see his betrayal. To see what he knew I wanted. I loved it.
With both of them almost completely naked, Jack suddenly scooped her up into his strong arms and walked towards me. I stopped masturbating but left my hand as he nudged me aside.
“Get out of the way you dumb bitch.”
That was all he said, and with contempt in his tone. It drove me crazy and I started furiously rubbing again. I looked back as they walked into the lounge.
“What a little whore, she can’t stop touching her needy cunt.” The mystery girl looked over Jack’s shoulder as she ironically humiliated me. It was her about to be fucked, not me. Yet I was the one being called a whore.
I let out a gasp as they went out of sight. My eyes rolled back as I exclaimed “fuuuck” quietly. My dream was becoming a reality. I followed them to see them both on the sofa. Jack was on his back with her straddling him, not penetrated but instead rolling her hips back and forth so that her pussy rubbed along Jack’s cock. I squirmed at the sight, making them look at me. I couldn’t tell if she was teasing him or me.
“Get in the corner and shut the fuck up! Watch and learn how to please me properly,” Jack shouted assertively.
I did as I was told, insanely turned on both from being told off for distracting them and for being told I wasn’t good enough for him. That she was better. I sat in the corner and leant against the wall to play with my soaked pussy. I’d managed to get most of my clothing off, partly hoping they’d point out how she had a better body. But Jack seemed more intent on paying me no attention which also drove me wild. I could only give myself relief as I heard him moaning repeatedly to her playful grinding.
It quickly grew too much for him and he sat up to kiss her. The sounds of them moaning into each other’s mouths fired me up even more. The smell of sex filled the air despite them not even getting that far. I thought the scent was mainly my own pussy, wetter than ever. I had to watch as my boyfriend rutted his cock against the girl’s pussy, right between her lips. I wasn’t sure which one of us wanted him to get on with fucking her more.
But then he did just that. In another swift move, Jack picked her up as he stood and threw her back down onto the sofa. She giggled and I could just about see the lust in her eyes when he dragged her body up so her legs hung over the edge. Her pussy was right there for him and I helplessly watched him push himself inside her with a loud groan. His head tipped back and I could tell he wasn’t even exaggerating. I couldn’t help muttering “oh fuck” to the glorious sight.
“Fuuuuck yeah your pussy feels amazing!” Jack exclaimed with an intense expression.
I could feel my orgasm brewing as he enthusiastically held her hips in place and measured his thrusts. He was really doing it. Fucking another girl and forcing me to watch. It was most people’s idea of hell but it was my heaven. Even more so when my boyfriend began belittling me.
“Ughh thats it, take the cock that dumb cunt thought was hers. She was so wrong. I’ll stick my cock into whoever’s pussy I want.”
I tried not to make too much noise like I was told, but I was far too turned on to keep quiet. It wasn’t just what he said, but the way he said it. My stomach churned with burning jealousy but I loved it. I wanted him even more.
“Fuck, you’re so much tighter. The bitch won’t even be worth touching after.”
I couldn’t help but release a loud moan. It just got better and better. I was even trying not to play with myself too much so I could hear them clearly. Her moans were amazing too and I knew just what she was feeling. Something I was threatened with never feeling again.
“Look at the desperate little slut touching herself. So pathetic. You better not fucking cum. Don’t make me come over there.”
I lifted my arms away as though someone had put a gun to my head. But I was close already and my body began to shake from his threatening intent to deny me. His face turned to rage as he recognised me on the brink of orgasm and had to stop fucking his new girl. He walked over to me, his cock literally dripping with her juices. I wanted nothing more than to be forced to suck him clean but I could tell I wasn’t going to get it. I knew I didn’t deserve it. I dared to glance at her and saw her staring back with hatred for interrupting. Jack quickly blocked my view as he towered over me with anger. My eyes filled with tears of fear before he slapped my face. I whimpered but took it, just gasping. The pain stung and I kept my eyes shut with my head turned away. He immediately corrected me, holding my chin and making me face up to him.
“You dumb fucking whore. I told you not to make me come over here.”
I whimpered, too horny to comprehend whether I should apologise or stay silent. I took another slap to the face, even harder than the first. He waved his cock in my face but moved his hand to my neck, squeezing firmly enough that I knew not to reach forward for it.
“See this? Smell it. Smell how much better her pussy is than your disgusting used cunt.”
He was undoubtedly right. The aroma was intoxicating. I whined with desire to taste her from him, earning me another firm slap. Before I knew it, I was shoved to the floor as Jack reached behind the chair near me. I could see the girl keeping herself warm as I was disciplined. My tears ran down my stinging cheeks and slightly blurred my vision. I barely realised Jack had restrained me in a spreader bar until he yanked me up by my wrists.
Seconds later, my arms were held up and hooked to the ceiling. I realised he’d deliberately left the equipment hidden behind the chair. The fact Jack had planned it all and had the foresight to know what would happen made it even hotter. Jack attached the last piece of my torturous puzzle. The hitachi stood up from the spreader bar, painstakingly out of my reach.
“That’s better. Now, you needy slut, if you can reach it, you can cum. Now watch me fuck this hottie.”
With that, Jack flicked the switch and the light hum began below me. Between me. Just inches below me was the key to my orgasm. An orgasm I’d be allowed. But I couldn’t reach it. I heard the girl moan and looked up to see him entering her doggystyle. He gave me an evil smirk, knowing it was my favourite position. I could still only whimper with lust and need as my pussy juices ran down my thighs like the tears did on my cheeks. I had to watch him grope and smack her ass. I had to watch him grip her hair and pull her head back. I had to listen to her moan through a laugh as he did so. Yet I was getting no relief at all.
I needed it more than I’d ever felt. It was insane. I looked down and desperately tried to shuffle my body closer to the toy. I managed another inch but my shackles left me still a few inches away. I could just about feel the vibrations through the air against my thighs. I craved it. I must’ve been making more noise than I knew.
“Look at her struggling. A horny bitch in heat.”
“Fuckkk she must wish she was me right now. How do you feel, whore? What’s it like watching me fuck your boyfriend’s big cock?”
I whined in perfect frustration. I couldn’t keep my eyes off them and how vocal they were made me insane. I’d never been more desperate and denied and it was mind blowing. I tried to relax my body to get lower to reach the vibrator. I needed it.
“Pathetic. She can’t even respond she’s that empty. What’s wrong, cunt? Is your head all cloudy with need?” Jack taunted me further.
He was spot on. I succumbed to the fact it was impossible to reach the toy. I wasn’t going to be allowed to cum. They just wanted to break me. It was heaven. It worked. I listened to her moans intensify as she obviously got close to the orgasm I was being denied. I threw my body around in my restraints out of sheer frustration. But they ignored me. Like I was nothing. Like I wasn’t even there.
“Oh god yesss, fuck me! FUCK me! I’m going to cum, oh shit!” The girl’s eyes rolled back as I could only be a witness to their pleasure.
“Ughh cum on your cock, fuck that’s so good!” Jack grunted in response. He called it her cock. He’d just told me it was mine earlier that day. He knew what effect that would have on me. I moaned and cried as my stomach wretched beautifully, watching them loving her taking him from me.
“Fuck I’m gonna cum too. Mmmm fuck your pussy deserves it!”
I knew that wording was deliberate, really saying that I didn’t deserve it. I believed him. I watched Jack grip her hips and hold himself deep inside her. I saw his balls strain as he began to drain himself in her. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. He sounded even sexier cumming inside her. He sounded like he was enjoying her far more than he enjoyed me. That only made it better.
More tears rolled down my face. It was conflicting. Gut wrenching. But insanely hot. I stared as she turned to face him and I could see the lust burning in their eyes. The way they looked at each other with satisfied smiles tore right through me. With them being quieter, my whimpers stood out more. Jack pulled out of her slowly and I could see his cum drip out of her pussy. He was dripping from his cock too. Instinctively, I opened my mouth. I craved it.
That was before he even walked over to me. I had no idea if I would be allowed, though there was nothing I wanted more. Jack sauntered over as I stared needily into his eyes. His smirk said it all. He knew I was a horny mess and he knew I was loving every second of it.
“I don’t think I’ll be needing this any more.”
With that, Jack firmly spanked my pussy. I yelped and quivered. I was so on edge that it almost made me cum on its own.
“This face cunt is only good for cleaning up.”
Jack shoved his cock down my throat in one. I could taste how sweet she was immediately. I kept looking up at Jack as he thrusted into me, using my throat like a pussy. I took it like a proper slut. His slut.
“Doesn’t she taste so much better than you, huh? That’s what a real pussy tastes like.”
I whined on his cock as he degraded me even more. He pulled out and let me breathe and I leant forward, desperate for more. It wasn’t enough. That just earned me a slap to the face.
“Don’t be greedy, you disgusting whore.”
I tried to mutter that I was sorry when I realised Jack had released my arms. Before I could think straight, the girl had her pussy in my face. I could see the cum slowly spilling from her.
“Clean me up, bitch.”
I didn’t need telling twice. I immediately started sucking at Jack’s cum from her thigh. Apparently I wasn’t quick enough. She grabbed my hair and forced my face onto her pussy. She really did taste delicious. She humped my face, hard. I did the best I could to be a good cloth and let her use my mouth, not that I had much choice. It was over within seconds. They’d clearly agreed to give me as little pleasure as possible. Everything felt like a whirlwind, but in slow motion. Wild yet completely calm at the same time. I was simply cherishing the experience I’d dreamt of.
Jack only looked at me proudly as he released me from the spreader bar too. He didn’t say a word. I watched as he took her hand in his and left the room to go upstairs. To go to our bedroom. I only realised it then. I’d totally forgotten that I hadn’t been allowed in because it was ‘prepared for fun’. I exhaled with a slight hysterical laugh as the depth he’d planned for hit me. It was amazing.
I knew I’d never get to see what he’d done with the room. I knew I’d be kept up all night listening to them fuck over and over again. Kept up because I wouldn’t be able to stop touching myself until I physically couldn’t any more.
My phone buzzed so I checked it to see a text from Jack. It was another reminder of my safeword, in case I couldn’t handle more before aftercare. My heart fluttered. In that moment, showing that care in that experience, Jack felt like perfection.
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