Chapter 03
Five months had passed, and the cock cage I had been forced to wear by my wife and her boyfriend had never been unlocked. This was in spite of desperate pleading from me as the frustration became unbearable for me, as Sarah just laughed and continued teasing me unmercifully with her body, and often making me watch while Bill fucked her in our bed. And of course the taunting from my ********* increased, as the two of them thoroughly enjoyed my frustration and humiliation.
“Good morning faggot,” Sophie said one morning when I came down to breakfast with them all sitting at the table.
“Now now Sophie,” my wife chided her with a smile. “Your daddy is not a faggot. Just because we make him do faggoty things like sucking Bill’s cock, and sucking cum out of my pussy, doesn’t mean he enjoys it.”
“Good,” responded my younger ******** Debbie. “I would hate to think he enjoyed those things, I really like the idea of it making him feel sick, I do like the wimp to suffer, as you know!”
“Anyway daddy,” Sophie interrupted. “I heard Mom cumming a few times last night, were you there to see it?”
“Yes he was,” Sarah answered for me. “Why don’t you tell the girls what your role was in the bedroom?”
“Please don’t make me do that,” I pleaded with her.
“I suggest you do as you are told,” she snapped. “Or you will find yourself in that cage for a whole year without relief, as well as taking a beating from Bill!” I looked at Bill, and his expression confirmed this.
“Well,” I began. “First I had to lick your mother to make her wet for Bill.”
“Did your little dick start to get hard in your cage when you did that?” Debbie asked mischievously.
“Yes,” I admitted reluctantly. “Then I had to suck Bill to make him hard for your mother.”
“Did your dick get hard when you did that?” Sophie wanted to know.
“Of course not,” my wife answered. “I told you, he hates doing that.”
“Good,” Sophie smiled. “So daddy, how long did you suck him for?”
“Maybe a couple of minutes,” I replied, my face red with embarrassment.
“And then you stood and watched Bill fuck Mom, right?” Debbie asked.
“Yes I did,” I admitted.
“Was he good, did he make Mom cum hard?” Sophie questioned.
“Yes,” I said simply.
“So, what did you do after they had finished?” asked Debbie.
“I cleaned up your Mom and Bill after,” I admitted.
“What a good little wimp you are daddy,” Sophie laughed. “And then I suppose they sent you back to bed completely frustrated and humiliated?” Everybody around the table laughed at this.
“Anyway,” Sarah said, when they stopped laughing. “Your sister Jane phoned earlier, she is having a little party with some friends tonight, and she wants you to attend. Make sure you do as she tells you, or you know what will happen when you get home!”
I knew very well what would happen, Bill had his own special way of keeping me in line, which was very painful for me, and great viewing for my wife and *********. However, I really did not look forward to going to my sister’s place, I knew she and my nieces Kate and Michelle would take great delight in humiliating me in front of my sister’s friends.
I turned up at Jane’s at seven in the evening, and she let me in herself. I was still wondering why, before I left home, Sarah had put a new cage on my cock which looked exactly the same as my other one. I was to find out quite soon.
Jane took me into the lounge, where her ********* and four women in their forties were sitting having drinks. The older women were all dressed very sexily, showing plenty of cleavage and leg, and I knew immediately it was for my benefit to increase my frustration. Jane introduced me to the women, all of who seemed to have had a few drinks, and then ordered me to remove my pants and underwear, so they could see what an inadequate wimp she had for a brother. Remembering the threats before I left home, I did as I was told, and was met with loud laughter.
“Oh my God,” one woman, who I found was called Maria, cried out. “Look how small he is! No wonder it is safely locked up, no woman would put up with that for long!” The other women laughed uncontrollably, even more so when Jane told them I had been in the cage for over five months.
“My,” the busty Maria said, as she stood up and pulled down the front of her dress and revealed her huge tits. “You must be climbing the walls with frustration!”
As she did this, I felt a sharp pain in my cock, and cried out.
“Oh, didn’t I tell you,” Jane said. “That cage Sarah put on you earlier has lots of little spikes in it, which dig into your little cock when you get aroused.”
“Oh great!” squealed Maria. “I love it, come over here and suck on my tits wimp, I want to hear you yell!”
I did as I was told, and all the women present laughed loud and long at my cries of pain, as the spikes dug deeper into my cock as the woman’s soft breasts made my cock swell. She kept me at it for a while, and then told me to get on my knees. When I did, she lifted her skirt, and ordered me to pull down her panties. I did this, and revealed a dark bush. I was ordered to kiss her pussy several times, which made the pain in my cock even worse, to the delight of all the women. To make it worse, she sat with her legs apart and made me lick her until she came. By the time I finished, I was sobbing with the pain, and all the women were loving every second of it.
When Maria got up and pulled up her panties, she reached for her phone. From the call she made, I gathered she was talking to her son, and asking him to come round. It turned out they lived next door, and he was at the door almost immediately.
“This is my son,” Maria announced to me. “He is gay you know, and likes nothing more than making a straight wimp suck his cock.”
I looked at her son, who must have been 6’ 4” at least, and very muscular, not what you would expect from a gay man. Maria ordered me back on my knees, and her son Tony stood in front of me, his crotch right in my face.
“Right,” Maria said. “Undo his pants and pull them down, together with his underwear.” I did as she ordered, to reveal a large, flaccid dick.
“Now then faggot,” she continued. “Kiss it a dozen times, and tell him what a wonderful cock he has, and that you would like to suck it for him.”
I did as I was told, accompanied by shouts from all the women, calling me all sorts of unpleasant names, and laughing at my humiliating actions. Once his dick got hard, I was made to put it in my mouth. Tony then grabbed my hair, and began roughly pulling my head back and forwards, forcing all of his long cock into my mouth and to the back of my throat. Several times he made me gag and cough, much to the delight of all the women. Eventually he was ready to cum, and warned me to get ready to swallow all his cum. When he did cum, it was more than I had expected, and I coughed and spluttered, spilling a lot of cum on the floor.
“You really should not have done that wimp,” an angry Maria told me. “Get up, he is going to punish you for that!”
As I got up, Tony pushed me back to the wall, and held me still by the neck.
“What should I do to him?” he asked the women.
“Oh, hit him in the balls Tony,” my niece Kate asked him.
“Oh yes,” shouted her sister. “As hard as you can, hurt him for us!”
Tony obliged by swinging back his large fist, and punching me in the balls half a dozen times. The pain was awful, and I cried out in pain, in between gagging, as the pain traveled up my body. The women were loving it, and got him to give me another half dozen, even harder. The cruel women enjoyed watching me hold my crotch and sob with pain when he eventually let me go.
“You can go home now wimp,” my sister told me when I had recovered a little. “But don’t forget to tell your wife and ********* everything that happened here, I know they will love hearing about it!”
I made my way to the door, with derisive female laughter following me all the way.
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“Good morning faggot,” Sophie said one morning when I came down to breakfast with them all sitting at the table.
“Now now Sophie,” my wife chided her with a smile. “Your daddy is not a faggot. Just because we make him do faggoty things like sucking Bill’s cock, and sucking cum out of my pussy, doesn’t mean he enjoys it.”
“Good,” responded my younger ******** Debbie. “I would hate to think he enjoyed those things, I really like the idea of it making him feel sick, I do like the wimp to suffer, as you know!”
“Anyway daddy,” Sophie interrupted. “I heard Mom cumming a few times last night, were you there to see it?”
“Yes he was,” Sarah answered for me. “Why don’t you tell the girls what your role was in the bedroom?”
“Please don’t make me do that,” I pleaded with her.
“I suggest you do as you are told,” she snapped. “Or you will find yourself in that cage for a whole year without relief, as well as taking a beating from Bill!” I looked at Bill, and his expression confirmed this.
“Well,” I began. “First I had to lick your mother to make her wet for Bill.”
“Did your little dick start to get hard in your cage when you did that?” Debbie asked mischievously.
“Yes,” I admitted reluctantly. “Then I had to suck Bill to make him hard for your mother.”
“Did your dick get hard when you did that?” Sophie wanted to know.
“Of course not,” my wife answered. “I told you, he hates doing that.”
“Good,” Sophie smiled. “So daddy, how long did you suck him for?”
“Maybe a couple of minutes,” I replied, my face red with embarrassment.
“And then you stood and watched Bill fuck Mom, right?” Debbie asked.
“Yes I did,” I admitted.
“Was he good, did he make Mom cum hard?” Sophie questioned.
“Yes,” I said simply.
“So, what did you do after they had finished?” asked Debbie.
“I cleaned up your Mom and Bill after,” I admitted.
“What a good little wimp you are daddy,” Sophie laughed. “And then I suppose they sent you back to bed completely frustrated and humiliated?” Everybody around the table laughed at this.
“Anyway,” Sarah said, when they stopped laughing. “Your sister Jane phoned earlier, she is having a little party with some friends tonight, and she wants you to attend. Make sure you do as she tells you, or you know what will happen when you get home!”
I knew very well what would happen, Bill had his own special way of keeping me in line, which was very painful for me, and great viewing for my wife and *********. However, I really did not look forward to going to my sister’s place, I knew she and my nieces Kate and Michelle would take great delight in humiliating me in front of my sister’s friends.
I turned up at Jane’s at seven in the evening, and she let me in herself. I was still wondering why, before I left home, Sarah had put a new cage on my cock which looked exactly the same as my other one. I was to find out quite soon.
Jane took me into the lounge, where her ********* and four women in their forties were sitting having drinks. The older women were all dressed very sexily, showing plenty of cleavage and leg, and I knew immediately it was for my benefit to increase my frustration. Jane introduced me to the women, all of who seemed to have had a few drinks, and then ordered me to remove my pants and underwear, so they could see what an inadequate wimp she had for a brother. Remembering the threats before I left home, I did as I was told, and was met with loud laughter.
“Oh my God,” one woman, who I found was called Maria, cried out. “Look how small he is! No wonder it is safely locked up, no woman would put up with that for long!” The other women laughed uncontrollably, even more so when Jane told them I had been in the cage for over five months.
“My,” the busty Maria said, as she stood up and pulled down the front of her dress and revealed her huge tits. “You must be climbing the walls with frustration!”
As she did this, I felt a sharp pain in my cock, and cried out.
“Oh, didn’t I tell you,” Jane said. “That cage Sarah put on you earlier has lots of little spikes in it, which dig into your little cock when you get aroused.”
“Oh great!” squealed Maria. “I love it, come over here and suck on my tits wimp, I want to hear you yell!”
I did as I was told, and all the women present laughed loud and long at my cries of pain, as the spikes dug deeper into my cock as the woman’s soft breasts made my cock swell. She kept me at it for a while, and then told me to get on my knees. When I did, she lifted her skirt, and ordered me to pull down her panties. I did this, and revealed a dark bush. I was ordered to kiss her pussy several times, which made the pain in my cock even worse, to the delight of all the women. To make it worse, she sat with her legs apart and made me lick her until she came. By the time I finished, I was sobbing with the pain, and all the women were loving every second of it.
When Maria got up and pulled up her panties, she reached for her phone. From the call she made, I gathered she was talking to her son, and asking him to come round. It turned out they lived next door, and he was at the door almost immediately.
“This is my son,” Maria announced to me. “He is gay you know, and likes nothing more than making a straight wimp suck his cock.”
I looked at her son, who must have been 6’ 4” at least, and very muscular, not what you would expect from a gay man. Maria ordered me back on my knees, and her son Tony stood in front of me, his crotch right in my face.
“Right,” Maria said. “Undo his pants and pull them down, together with his underwear.” I did as she ordered, to reveal a large, flaccid dick.
“Now then faggot,” she continued. “Kiss it a dozen times, and tell him what a wonderful cock he has, and that you would like to suck it for him.”
I did as I was told, accompanied by shouts from all the women, calling me all sorts of unpleasant names, and laughing at my humiliating actions. Once his dick got hard, I was made to put it in my mouth. Tony then grabbed my hair, and began roughly pulling my head back and forwards, forcing all of his long cock into my mouth and to the back of my throat. Several times he made me gag and cough, much to the delight of all the women. Eventually he was ready to cum, and warned me to get ready to swallow all his cum. When he did cum, it was more than I had expected, and I coughed and spluttered, spilling a lot of cum on the floor.
“You really should not have done that wimp,” an angry Maria told me. “Get up, he is going to punish you for that!”
As I got up, Tony pushed me back to the wall, and held me still by the neck.
“What should I do to him?” he asked the women.
“Oh, hit him in the balls Tony,” my niece Kate asked him.
“Oh yes,” shouted her sister. “As hard as you can, hurt him for us!”
Tony obliged by swinging back his large fist, and punching me in the balls half a dozen times. The pain was awful, and I cried out in pain, in between gagging, as the pain traveled up my body. The women were loving it, and got him to give me another half dozen, even harder. The cruel women enjoyed watching me hold my crotch and sob with pain when he eventually let me go.
“You can go home now wimp,” my sister told me when I had recovered a little. “But don’t forget to tell your wife and ********* everything that happened here, I know they will love hearing about it!”
I made my way to the door, with derisive female laughter following me all the way.
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