Training Her Husband pt 1 - Making Him Beg

Training Her Husband pt 1 Making Him Beg

Jill enjoyed relaxing in the recliner after work. She’d order me to strip and kneel so that I could give her a foot massage. Eventually she'd instruct me to begin moving the massage upward, usually stopping me as I reached the lacy tops of her stockings. After cuffing my hands behind me, I’d be forced to watch as she raised her skirt and rubbed her pantied twat. My wife would then have me beg for her pussy for awhile before relenting and letting me eat her. She quickly learned how willing I was to cook and serve dinner in order to allow her to relax (and increase the possibility she’d let me have desert.)

She seemed to delight in chatting on the phone while I was eating her. I even overheard her telling a couple of her girlfriends about our kinky sex game and how she was using it to make me do her bidding, such as taking over much of the housework. It was humiliating and embarrassing to hear her inform her girlfriends how she planned to turn me into her little slaveboy.

In order to punish me one evening for not ironing her clothes correctly, she actually called a phone sex chat line. In no time she went from being a flirt to flat out providing phone sex for the horny guys in the chat room. Naked and tied to a straight back chair directly in front of her, I could only watch and listen helplessly as she described to the guys in great detail how she was rubbing herself through her skimpy panties while forcing her husband to watch. She proceeded to tell them how she would love to suck and fuck other men in front of me, turning me into her cuckold slaveboy. Eventually she turned the speaker phone on, not only freeing up her hands to better get herself off, but also insuring I could hear as she talked each man through his orgasm. My wife made sure all the guys got off on this, except me, of course. I was told that all I could do is watch and listen.

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Soon to be Cuckold Husband

Each evening of the first week followed the same basic pattern. On my knees, I'd meet her at the door with a drink, then serve her a nice dinner. I'd clean up as she enjoyed her dessert. Retiring to the den, she'd relax on the pit group or in the recliner as I served another drink. If I wore briefs, she'd usually strip them off before having me kneel in front of her, my knees spread and hands tied behind my back. Often she'd choose this time to make phone calls to her friends, both male and female. One guy she called frequently was Bob. While chatting with him on a Friday night she unbuttoned her blouse revealing the absence of her bra and pulled her short skirt up to where I could see a glimpse of her pantied twat. She drove me crazy, carressing my thighs, balls and occasionally my cock with her stocking feet.

As with most of the guys, she explained to Bob that we had a special "arrangement" which allowed her to date other men. She asked him to describe his cock, and it must have sounded impressive, judging by the way she "ooohed" as she slipped her hand inside her blouse to tweak her nipple.

She then spent a while explaining to him quite graphically the way she was going to suck his cock before screwing him silly. Meanwhile, her hand moved down to her panties and slipped inside. Quite forgotten, my prick could only throb in the air as I watched the lacy outline of her fingers moving in and out of her cunt. Before long her back arched in an orgasm. I then heard her arrange a date for the following night before hanging up.

Noting my errection, she seemed somewhat amused. Leaning up to lightly grasp my cock, (an act that made my head dizzy with pleasure,) she qipped,"Isn't that just the sweetest little thing, the way you tell me how very much you approve and look foward to my first date. I believe that I may even give you the chance to earn a reward. Would you like that, my soon to be cuckold husband?"

Cuckold Fantasy to Reality

The next evening found me tied spread eagle to the bed in the guest room. The ball gag muffled my moans as my wife sat next to me teasing my throbbing cock with her fingertips. Suddenly she was interrupted by the doorbell.

"Now you behave yourself and be a good little boy," she giggled, glancing at my cock as she accented the word 'little.' "Who knows, perhaps I'll bring you a treat to eat later tonight. One thing is for sure, soon all your cuckold fantasies will become real. I hope you enjoy living them out as much as me!"

She left the door of the room open a few inches assuring greater torment for me. I listened as she answered the door and proceeded to make small talk with her date for awhile. Before long the talk died down, replaced by the occasional moan of either her or her soon to be lover. Eventually footsteps approached, and I held my breath, afraid they'd enter the room where I lay bound. Indeed, they stopped just outside the door and I heard the smacking sound of wet kisses followed by my wife giggling. "I can't wait to feel your cock in me," she said breathlessly. "It's twice the size of my husbands!"