There are three characters in this story: the Cuckquean, the Husband, and their Cake.
The story is written from the Cuckqueens perspective. Please feel free to comment or ask questions, as this story is based on real-life events.
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We planned to meet twice this coming week, and it’s been almost two weeks since we last saw each other. The longing to meet again has had everyone anxiously waiting.
On the first morning, she arrives full of happy vibes because she can’t wait to kiss him passionately after the hot erotic dreams she’s been having about him lately. She knows that she is always the center of attraction when they meet, because he treats her like the Princess she always wanted to be. She knows that the dream of receiving pleasure until she cums repeatedly is about to become a reality today after a very long ten days of torture without him. Today she is the Queen.
That same morning he played with me in bed before she arrived, and he would rub my clit, finger me slightly, only enough to cause the lust to build but not nearly enough to get close to any substantial pleasure. “I’m so excited to see my Princess today and have not even wanked these last few days because I’m saving it all for her,” he tells me as he works my clit. “You can’t even cum the same way she does, and you’ve been sexually worked so many times in the past that a light fingering and clit rubbing is not enough to get you off anymore.” He keeps on rubbing my clit and brings me close to the edge. Finally, he violently pulls his finger out of my pussy just as I am ready to explode. “Go and get everything ready for her arrival, you slut”.
I run a bath with extra hot water to take the aching feeling away from my pussy. I am anxious about what’s to come today as I didn’t receive any feedback on what to expect and also because I am not allowed to ask too many questions. I use the hand shower and give my aching pussy some relief. After my bath, I dry my hair and tie it into a ponytail, put on a plain day dress without any panties, hoping that going without a panty might spark some interest in me. The instruction was that I am not allowed to look better than her today as it’s not my day, and I am not supposed to take any limelight away from his Princess. He sees me getting dressed and tells me, “You look nice and acceptable, but you shouldn’t have put in so much effort. You could have just worn your oldest, dirtiest rags as I won’t be looking at you that much today.”
He has been waiting for his Princess for ten days and the moment of her arrival is soon. He cannot contain his excitement anymore as a wicked smile is constantly on his face as he chases me to get finished and get the room ready. He’s not going to wait around for me and instructs me to prepare our room and bed for her arrival. I make up the bed and fluff the pillows extra nicely. I take out some of my favourite toys, put them on a towel on the one end of the bed, take out a bottle of coconut oil, and put it next to the toys. I fetch a bottle of mineral water and a glass and put it on a coaster on the nightstand. I even get a fresh flower from the garden and lay it on the pillow. He comes in to inspect my work and tells me to stand in the corner with my face away from him. I stay in my position for inspection as he lifts my dress and shakes his head in disgust. He rubs some coconut oil on my pussy, uses a vibe on my clit, and puts his finger inside me as my legs buckle, and I feel my arousal rising. He suddenly stops and says that I’ve wasted enough of his time and must put a towel on the floor and some pillows and make myself comfy. Far enough so they don’t have to see me, but close enough that I can see what they are doing. I should watch him enjoy his Princess to her fullest potential. Something that I don’t know how I would feel when it happens. I can have my phone, a vibe, and a dildo, but I am not allowed to cum. I can use my phone to watch porn because that is the easiest way to get me horny without him having to put in too much effort. The most significant rule of the day is that I am not allowed to talk with them or make any eye contact. I am getting this privilege to be here today because I took the effort in finding a Princess for him to fuck, and one that he likes much more than me.
He leaves me on the floor, and I wait for what feels like a lifetime with my heart pounding in my chest and my breathing shallow. I hear the front door open, and they are both thrilled to see each other. They are both laughing and chatting, and I can hear that they are going to make some tea. During certain times they stop talking, and it suddenly goes quiet, and I know in those times that he is either kissing her or rubbing her over her panties. I have an extreme need to see what is going on. I suddenly hear footsteps coming into our bedroom, and I have a rush of anxiety. Has the moment arrived when they will walk through the door and make me watch? It’s only him, and he looks me in my eyes as he bends down and slaps my pussy, whispers in my ear, “Today, you are not going to be my Queen, slut. I’m bringing my beautiful Princess to our bed to pleasure her for my enjoyment. You are only here because there’s nowhere else to put you away and out of sight. I will show you today how much I enjoy a woman that can cum multiple times with ease. The way a real woman should be, and if you’re lucky, you might be allowed to suck me off for some pleasure for me. Why aren’t you even saying thank you for being allowed to be here?” I look at him with an aching heart. He takes my chin into his hand and pushes my head down so I can’t make eye contact, and he asks, “Why are you so disrespectful?. Why do I have to wait for you to thank me for allowing you to take part in this day?”. I avert my teary eyes down, and I say, “Thank you for allowing me to be here.”
He leaves the room and after about 5 mins of a mixture of laughing, chatting, and silence downstairs, he arrives with her holding her hand with a loving smile. She looks at me in disgust, and I immediately move my eyes downward again. She laughs, and I am not sure if she is laughing because she is excited and happy or laughing at me, the Queen sitting pathetically on the floor. He spins her around, grabs her hair, and pulls her into a passionate kiss. He pulls her dress off and throws it on the floor next to me. I get a faint whiff of her perfume, and my pussy throbs again. Numerous times he would come home, and I would smell this scent on him. He kisses her again and grabs her one boob, and soft moaning noises escape her lips. He rubs her clit softly against the material of her panty, her wetness showing, and the smell of arousal hangs in the air. He removes her bra and panty, nudges her towards the bed, where pillows are ready in the middle of the bed. Just the way a Princess should be lying on a bed. He comes over to me and stuffs her panty into my mouth. “This is the only way I can ensure that you won’t be interrupting us today .”He goes back to her and immediately opens her legs so he can go down on her wet and glistening pussy. He sucks and licks with intent, almost as if he’s never tasted anything so sweet before. Even though he has done this numerous times before, it always feels like it’s the first time.
Except for the few interactions so far, I have been ignored most of the time, breaking me little by little. The only comfort I can get is by using my vibe and dildo on myself, and it’s driving me mad not to be able to experience his mouth on my clit, like she is having now. I accidentally let my phone fall to the floor, and he looks me in my eyes with disgust. “Why are you being a bitch by breaking my concentration, and why are you making eye contact? Are you so stupid that you don’t understand how privileged you are to be in our presence? I can easily send you away to another room, and you don’t get to see anything today. So be quiet bitch, and stop being a nuisance. I have been waiting all week to have some fun for a change, and you won’t be fucking this up.”
He goes back to her pussy and rubs her g-spot until she curls in pleasure, and she comes for the first time that day. The first one of many to come. She screams out “fuuuuck” as she arches her back and grabs onto the bedspread. He gives her a chance to catch her breath again, and he comes over to me and removes her panty from my mouth. He kisses me passionately with an open mouth so I can taste her juices on his mouth and breath. He licks me over my face, and then he spits on my face and sloppily rubs the spit over my face. He pushes a finger inside me and rubs my g-spot to get me closer to the edge. He suddenly takes his finger away, gives me a sly smile, and stuffs the dildo into my pussy as he slowly works it in and out of my needy wet pussy. Holding me back with his other hand on my neck, I use the vibe on my clit until I come close to exploding. Every time I look at him, he smacks me across the face, leaving me wanting more. He slaps me again and leaves to lays down on the bed beside her.
He starts to play with her again, softly sucking on her sensitive nipples while playing with her clit. Finally, he wraps one hand around her neck and pushes her down until she feels she can’t breathe anymore. She falls over the edge again and has a powerful orgasm. More significant than the first one. He keeps on rubbing her g-spot and clit together, and she comes again within a few seconds. Sweat is forming on her forehead, and her breathing is shallow. “You are such a good girl, cumming for me like that,” as he wipes the sweat from her forehead and showers her with kisses while she is coming down from her high. “I’m so happy that the bitch found you for me to have so much fun with. I wished I met you earlier”. He kisses her again on her lips and neck and covers her with a soft fluffy blanket.
He walks over, pulls me to my knees, takes his dick out of his pants. “The only person who can make me leak so much pre-cum is that Princess laying on our bed,” as he rubs the pre-cum over the tip of his penis. “Look at her. Do you wish it was you?” He brings his penis closer to my face, “Suck me off properly or as good as you think you can. You’ve never been good at blowjobs, but I don’t have many options now. My Princess is too spent to be able to do anything for me right now. I need to leave her to rest. That’s why I’ve got you, slut”. I give him the type of blow job that I know he will enjoy, but he still smacks me across the face if it’s not exactly what he was expecting to receive. Finally, he gets agitated with the nasty blow job experience, and he orders me to turn around and stand on my hands and knees. He takes the dildo and pushes it violently into my pussy to my cervix, and thrusts it in and out as I use a vibe on my clit. “You are nothing more than a dog on all fours waiting for someone just to come and fuck you. You’re in any case so loose that it will be difficult to even get you to cum in this way. Why can’t you be as tight as my Princess? Maybe that’s why I can’t even use my dick on you anymore”. He stopped right as I was about to cum and kicked me on my ass so that I lie down in my corner again.
He lies down next to her, giving her soft kisses, and he uses his hands and gently rubs her skin until she has goosebumps all over. He starts playing with her clit again, and he can feel that her clit is hard and ready to play. He uses a small vibe on her clit, and his fingers travel back to her g-spot as he teases and teases until she begs him to cum again. I have been playing with my dildo and vibe at this stage, and I can feel that I’m getting closer to an orgasm. I start to breathe heavily, and he tells me, “Shut up bitch” as he keeps on playing with her. He whispers in her ear, “Please cum for me again like the good girl you are .”He breathes heavily into her ear and tells her, “I just can’t wait to fuck you eventually .”She moans, and he rubs her g-spot, bringing her closer to her orgasm and also while he increases the speed of the vibe. I increase the speed of my vibe and dildo to mimic her breathing and his movements, and as I come closer to a peak, I let go to enjoy the sweet ride that is waiting for me. We both cum together when she screams out “Geeziz,” and her legs shake feverously.
I don’t get a chance to come down after my orgasm, and he tells me to get up and warm a washcloth with water and come back to clean her off. I’m a bit unsure if I am allowed to touch her, and he takes the cloth from me to do it himself. I stand at the edge of the bed, seeing him take careful care in cleaning her off. Sweat pooling on her forehead and her pussy glistening in the light. When he finished cleaning her, he covers her with a soft blanket and kiss her on her forehead.
He takes me by the hand, leads me to another bedroom, and announces that this is the end of the scene. We cuddle, and he gives me soft kisses and rubs my back while telling me, “I love you so much, and you were such an obedient girl today. You will always be my Queen”. I feel that I’m coming out of my subspace, and I have happy endorphins flooding my body. I cry a bit, but it’s tears of happiness feeling so fulfilled.
After about 10 minutes of cuddling, I put on some PJs and returned to her. Again, we cuddle and chat about the experience, shower her with kisses, hold her hand and tell her how proud I am of her taking part and sharing this experience with me.
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