Part 3 of last weeks story is going to have to wait another week. i had an idea for something a little different this week. Hope you all enjoy!
It had been months since my wife started wearing the chastity key around her neck. Almost 3 months actually. If you really wanted specifics, 89 days, 16 hours, and 43 minutes. But who's counting. Actually, not me. Because the key that she is wearing around her neck isn't for MY chastity cage.
She was given this key by a close friend. She wanted to both humiliate and scare the hell out of her husband. My wife wasn't sure about the situation at first, but she smiled from ear to ear from the start.
Today though, was the day the key was reunited with the lock. Where was I? Half a country away, anxious. Not knowing just exactly what was happening, yet spoon fed snippets of the night through picture texts. A selfie with our friends. Her shirt with the top few buttons open, key visible between her breasts. One in the bathroom in just her bra and panties from behind. Clearly someone else took the picture. This was all new to me, and it had my own cage straining to contain the desperately growing erection in my own panties.
The meeting had been a planned trip for months, pretty much from the start of the key exchange. There was plenty of teasing through texts in the months leading up to this very night. Where should I begin...
She knocked on the hotel room door, seconds later it opened and she was greeted by a maid and a curtsy. This maid though, wasn't hotel staff. It was the humiliated husband in chastity, whose key she wore around her neck. She laughed out loud and walked in the room. His wife was smiling and sitting on a chair in the corner of the room. She welcomed my wife, and said "My husband has been looking forward to this day for a long time". "As have I", my wife said.
"Show me", it wasn't a request, but an order. The "maid" lifted his skirt and lowered his panties to displayed the tiny steel cage. Another laugh. "Loose the dress, you won't be needing that, but leave the bra and panties". As he disrobed, he couldn't take his eyes off the key around her neck. She noticed; she rarely misses anything.
"Lay on the bed", another not request. He did, and she smiled. She climbed on the bed and knelt next to him. She bent down, the key hanging from her neck, just inches from the cage. "Such a precious little package, perhaps we'll keep it wrapped". You could see the tension in his eye, the want, desire.... desperation. She then spun her body and straddled his abdomen. Her skirt had risen enough that her stocking tops were clearly visible now. Black, with lace tops. Black is such a powerful color. Strong, Dominant.
She made it clear that his hands were to remain behind his head, fingers interlaced, or they would be bound. She starting rubbing his nipples through the thin fabric of his bra. A moan. Was it him, or her? They were both clearly enjoying themselves. A pinch, harder this time. A sigh, that was him. Twist, pinch, moan... smiling. She was clearly having the desired effect on him. Out of nowhere, a slap across his face. Not hard, but enough to bring his focus back on her, and not the pleasure/pain on his nipples.
She inched her hips back, now she was hovering directly over the throbbing caged penis. Her skirt now fully up around her waist. Displaying sheer black panties that let nothing to the imagination. She lowered herself and rested her pussy on his panty covered cage. The only thing separating the two was the thin fabric of their panties. He could feel the heat coming off her pussy, she could feel his caged cock throbbing. She leaned forward and squeezed his nipples once again. His hips pushed up into her as she did this. Not letting up on her grip of his nipples she leaned further, kissing him... hard, passionate, lustful kiss. She was just as turned on as he was, only she was free to have an orgasm, which, it was past time.
Suddenly letting go of his nipples, she removed herself from the bed. "You're going to lick me until I tell you to stop. Your performance is directly conditional to me returning your key. If you understand, nod, do not speak." A nod, with that her skirt hit the floor, followed quickly by her panties, blouse, and bra. What was left were her stockings, heels, and of course the key around her neck. She straddled his face and lowered herself. She was already dripping wet. It didn't take long for the first waves of her orgasm to rock her body. Practically screaming, happy she insisted on a corner suite. The next one took a little more work. She was working her own breasts and nipples over when her second orgasm hit, then third. After the fourth, only slightly less intense orgasm had run its course, she collapsed on the bed alongside of him.
Once she regained her composer, she felt his throbbing cage under his panties. It was wet, sticky with pre-cum, pulsing. She looked over at him while still laying there. "You did very well. I'm very pleased with your talented tongue. I intend to return your key." It took only a second for him to understand what she had said. She never said she would USE the key if he did a good job, only that she would RETURN it. Climbing off the bed, she took the necklace off and handed it back to his wife, who was still sitting in the chair watching the events of the evening. Snapping photos. Sending them to me.
His wife smiled, and thanked mine. "You've been an exceptional keyholder and an exquisite tease the last few months. I've learned a lot from you! Now for the next few months, it's my turn." She put the key around her neck and gave my wife a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
She dressed, feeling more satisfied than she had in a very long time. It was a new experience for her, and one she was sure to experience again. But in the meantime, she had her own submissive sissy husband (not so) patiently waiting at home, no doubt throbbing in her own cage, leaking, horny, frustrated from the steady stream of pictures sent her way all evening.
Long story, but i hope you all enjoyed it as much as i enjoyed writing this one!
<3 sierra
