Henry and I had spent an unusual week in our shared chastity. We’d received regular messages from both James and Chloe, most specifically giving me 10 mins daily when she unlocked my belt, using her phone, to allow me to shower, dry and place the belt back on my body, carefully inserting the plug into my loosened pussy before the lock automatically snapped back into place. Immediately afterward I unlocked Henry, and he had 10 minutes for the same.
We also had a iPad set up in the bathroom where we streamed the shower to both of them so they could ensure there was nothing other than perfunctory washing. Knowing we were being watched as we showered was extremely arousing, something very evident when I had to push Henry’s hard denied cock back into the cage, typically with mocking commentary from Master and Mistress through the iPad as they observed our daily struggle.
“Oh fuckboy, stop messing around with that useless cock, what is the point of an erection?” Chloe would smirk
“Look at you, hard at the mere touch, no wonder you need caging” James adds.
Author: ModernMasturbatrix
Early Evening Routine [Fm] [Fdom]
Typically you arrive home before me, my meetings finish later and my commute is longer. It gives you time to prepare.
You arrive home from your office, shed your clothes, showers and puts on your collar and nothing else. Your cage bobbing between your sizeable hairy thighs as you move around lighting our diptyque candles and performing some yoga poses. I like you supple.
When you hear my car pull onto our gravel driveway I know you instantly react. I open the front door, my keys clattering and find you kneeling in the hall.
“Hello darling” I say softly, stroking your ear and gently scratching my nails over your scalp as I set down my bag and keys on the console.
“Hello mistress” you reply and adjust your position onto your hands and knees.
“Good boy” I reply as I sit down on your back and slip my patent heels from my feet. You make an excellent seat for your mistress. My stockinged toes wriggling against our cool wooden floor. I can feel you squirm and smirk to myself.
Morning Routine [Fm] [Fdom]
What do your weekday mornings look like? We all have our habits and rituals to start the day. Ours work for us.
The alarm rouses me gently, invariably as I wake my hands reach out and search for the metal cage that holds your cock. I pull you firmly with it, feeling you rouse too, and slide your warm sleepy body towards me, cock first. I know you’re straining against the metal bars, your heavy denied balls tingling at my touch.
“Good morning mistress” you whisper as you slide under the sheets, my free hand pushing you down and my thighs opening up to allow you to perform your duty.
As you mouth and tongue find me warm musky pussy I lean over, pick up my phone and check my plans for the day, clear and reply to several emails. You work away in between my legs, licking and sucking with no goal, I’ve no time for an orgasm and I ignore you for the most part. This is purely to cement the cadence of our day.
The Festival [MF]
I was excited to visit the literary festival, it may not be heavy on the erotica but being amongst writers and avid readers comes a close second.
And, most importantly, I knew he would be there. I’d admired his writing, a little awed but the quality. We’d exchanged messages, made vague plans for today.
I arrive on time, ticket in hand, plugged, summer dress, no bra, no knickers as instructed. The place is heaving with thousands of fellow festival goers. I make my way across the site, feeling my nipples graze on the thin material of my dress. Finding a seat in the refreshment marquee I partake in my favourite people watching hobby. Scanning the crowd, my eyes stop, there he is. He’s seen me and the connection is instantaneous. I feel my pussy contract and heat immediately. A visceral reaction to his stare. He nods subtly and I drop my hand and subtly graze my nails over my nipples. He watches my display, and unblinking sees me squirm. He smirks and checks his watch. The spell is broken and I also check the time, realising that I have to head to the first author talk, I look back up and he is gone.
The sub couple meet the Dom couple [FMfm] – part 8
The door opens after a few moments and we are greeted by an smiling woman with her hair in a tight high ponytail.
“Ah Chloe, lovely to see you again” she says in a soft mid Atlantic accent “and you’ve brought your guest too” she continues appraising me.
“I am Madame Noémie”
“Follow me” she says turning on her heel and moving briskly up the marble staircase.
Chloe nudges me forward and follows me closely up the stairs. We enter a dimly lit room on the first floor.
Inside is a small circular raised stage and a richly upholstered chaise. One wall is filled with drawers and the other mirrored.
I follow Madame Noémie into the room and hesitate, she gestures to the stage and I step on hesitantly.
Chloe sits on the chaise and turns “I’m not sure what size she will need, but I trust your expertise”
“Of course, we will find something suitable”
Chloe looks at me and flicks her finger
“Clothes off”
I hesitate, my eyes sliding to the floor
“NOW”
I unbutton my blouse, sliding it over my shoulder and unhooking my bra, my skirt and heels are next and I stand holding my garments awkwardly, feeling the cool air stiffen my nipples.
“I will take those” Madame Noémie says in a businesslike fashion and she stands back to appraise me.
“Turn around” she instructs and I do
“Bend forward” comes as her next instruction and I immediately do.
“Hands on your buttocks and pull them apart” is the next slightly unexpected instruction.
I grasp my fleshy ass and pull apart, feeling the air rush around my moist pussy lips. Feeling their eyes inspecting me, knowing that will only make me wetter.
The sub couple meet the Dom couple – part 7
This weekend James is away. We assumed play would skip a week, that’s not to say we’re not controlled. Daily edges are completed and reported and cage checks every other day. We both provide the most intimate of images on request and with enthusiasm.
Friday night we receive a text. We’re both to arrive at James and Chloe’s house at 11am. I am instructed to wear a skirt and no knickers. No other information is forthcoming.
We draw up outside their house and Chloe is waiting outside. We stop and lower the passenger window.
“Good; you’re on time” she praises us.
“Fuckgirl, get in the back with me” she instructs.
I immediately move from the passenger seat into the backseat with Chloe, my skirt slipping across my thighs.
“Fuckboy” Chloe announces “you’re our driver today, your girlfriend and I are going to have some fun, aren’t we fuckgirl” Chloe says looking at me.
“Yes mistress” I squeak.
Chloe runs her manicured hand up my skirt, and pinches my clit hard. Henry’s eyes meet mine in the rear view mirror.
I suck my breath in as her pinch tightens and feel my pussy immediately engorge.
“Knightsbridge fuckboy” Chloe announces along with a postcode, her grip never wavering and Henry starts the car.
As we leave the village Chloe releases my clit and plunges two fingers into my obscenely wet cunt.
“What a drippy cunthole you have” she says lifting her wet glistening fingers up to my face.
“Clean them”
I lick my juices off Chloe’s fingers, as instructed as she loses interest and checks her phone messages using her other hand.
“We’ve got a while until we reach our destination” Chloe purrs, leaning back on the leather seat and easing her own skirt up. “And don’t think I didn’t notice that I didn’t cum at last weekend’s little session”
The sub couple meet the dom couple [FMfm] – part 6
Henry’s entire post-nut focus is now on James continuing to fuck me, my body positioned so that Henry sees my tits sway and my breathless moans as James continues to use my cunt.
As he watches, Chloe returns wearing a sizeable and well fitting strap on.
My eyes widen, taking her in, and Henry’s does the same. I note that his softening cock twitches at her appearance.
James slides out of my pussy and I feel my plug being eased out. James tells me he is going to fuck my ass, and rearranges my body, turning me over, unbinding my wrists and spreading my legs. My gaping wet holes facing Chloe and behind her Henry. Slide your fuck hole down on my cock James says and I do, feeling the head of his cock push and enter my trained asshole.
“Good girl” James moans as my pucker stretches and slides down his shaft, and my back comes to rest on his chest.
The sub couple meet the Dom couple [FMfm] – part 5
It’s finally Saturday and we get the text we’d been waiting for, with an address in a village several miles away. This excited us, we get to play in James and Chloe’s home. As instructed we arrive plugged, Henry caged of course, and wearing the collars gifted to us last time.
We arrive and turn into the gravel driveway, walking to the pretty cottage hand in hand
Chloe greets us in emerald green lingerie, the warm light welcoming us in, holding a crystal flute. We step inside and Chloe kisses us both on the lips, a lingering kiss that immediately reminds us of the pecking order.
“You can undress here, collars only”.
We do so with Chloe watching us, sipping on her champagne.
James arrives bare chested with two more glasses, and hands us one each. He smiles and laughing says “Chloe is wasting no time”
We follow them into their sitting room, a day bed situated in the middle.
“Ready?” James asks as we finish our glasses. We both nod and smile.
Henry stands motionless as his cage is unlocked by James. James slides the cage off and instructs Henry to remove the base ring himself. Immediately Henry’s cock swells as all three of us watch him release it.
The sub couple meet the dom couple [MFmf] – part 4
Henry and I headed home in a daze, James and Chloe provided a well judged and appropriate level of debrief once we’d dressed but there was no denying our, ummm, denial. Shared denial is very bonding, I’d highly recommend it. We both realised this was a much better way.
Two days went by and we received a in instruction via text.
Eagerly reading James and Chloe’s message, we smiled.
“Good evening fucktoys, I bet you’re squirmy now. We require entertainment and you will provide it. This evening you are to set up a camera, lie entirely naked next to each other and we want to watch you masturbate. You are not to touch or look at each other. You may use toys but no porn. Henry, you may unlock using your emergency key. We will expect you to both bring yourself to the edge of orgasm simultaneously and to both ruin those orgasms simultaneously. Failure to follow this explicit instruction will have consequences.
You are then to lock yourself up immediately and send us the video for approval”
We smiled broadly and Henry muttered “no time like the present” as he went off to set up the tripod. I opened the sealed envelope with the key and placed it on Henry’s side of the bed.
The sub couple meet the dom couple [FMfm] – part 3
We are instructed by James to crawl and deposit our plugs in the corner of the room and then place ourselves on our knees facing one another. We do this and Chloe leans over and applies one gold nipple clamp to my hardened left nipple. She then applies the second clamp on the end of the chain to Henry’s right nipple. A second chain is produced and our other nipples are clamped and chained together. We are linked and acutely aware that any movement with cause exquisite pain as our nipples are tugged.
James runs a finger down Henry’s arched back and Chloe does the same down mine. We shiver and arch further, pulling the chain taught and causing us both to groan at the feeling our nipples being pulled and stretched.
Behind Henry James lubes his cock and lines it up with Henry’s stretched hole.
“Ready to take your first cock fuckboy?” James ask
“Of fuck, yes sir, I am” Henry groans as I watch, eyes wide.
James rolls on a condom and then pushes in and Henry gasps, his pupils dilating right in front of me. We’ve talked about this moment many times but the reality far exceeds that. James slowly but firmly slides his cock all the way inside Henry’s ass then leans down and whispers
“You’re my fuckboy now, feel this cock, this belongs in your slutty ass”
“Yes sir, I’m your fuckboy” Henry replies breathlessly.