His Dominant Wife's Desires - Part 1

Rose enjoys fucking her bull. He's a gorgeous man with a strong body and a big cock and he possesses great skill in bed that always ensures that the sex is good.

What Rose craves, though, is great sex, and there's an extra element that elevates sex with her bull from good to great. That element, of course, is the presence of her cuck.

You see, Rose is a woman of many appetites and she hungers for the submission of a worthy man. Her cuckold husband Andrew is that worthy man. He does not possess a small cock. He is not weak. He is the kind of man that most women would find attractive and that many would kill to be married to. Rose is the one that Andrew has sworn fealty to, though. She is the one that he craves, the one that he yearns to give pleasure to, the one he submits to.

It's Andrew's many desirable qualities that make dominating him so thrilling. He is strong, and yet he submits to Rose's strength. He would have no trouble fucking other women, and yet he surrenders his cock to her, giving her complete control over his sexual pleasure and at times subjecting himself to long periods of denial because it makes his wife's pussy wet to deny him.

Rose finds sex with her bull far more satisfying - elevating it to greatness - when Andrew is present. Sometimes she requires nothing of him other than waiting on his knees in the corner while she gets fucked by another man. Sometimes she lets him watch. Sometimes she makes him participate. The thrill is that Andrew will do as he's told even if he wouldn't do something of his own volition. As with most dommes, Rose finds her pleasure in Andrew's willingness to submit to her desires without any consideration of his own pleasure, for giving her pleasure is where he finds his deepest sense of satisfaction.

Andrew enjoys watching Rose have sex with another man. He may be strong. He may have alpha male qualities. He may be the kind of man that most women would be attracted to, but he's also a cuck at heart. If given the choice he would likely choose to watch his wife have sex with another man over fucking her himself. He can't help it. He's wired that way. That's what makes him perfect for Rose.

It's his desire to watch that makes it so satisfying to force Andrew into corner time while Rose and her bull have sex.

"Andrew, my love," Rose says as she emerges from the bedroom wearing a satin robe. Her hair is pinned up and she's already done her makeup.

He turns to her and smiles as she sees a flash of lust in his eyes. "Yes?"

"Ethan's coming over tonight."

Andrew's been denied the pleasure of an orgasm for the past two weeks, so the mention of his wife's bull is enough to thoroughly arouse him.

"You will not be permitted to watch," she says. The disappointment registers on his face almost immediately. "Instead, you will wait on your knees in the corner. You will face the corner. You will not turn your head to look. You will not even peek. If you do, I'll have Ethan spank you."

Andrew winces as he thinks of the last time he received a spanking from his wife's bull. He'd expressed hesitancy over the idea of sucking Ethan's cock after it had been in Rose's ass. That hesitancy had led to suffering the humiliation of being told to bend over so he could receive a spanking from the man that had just fucked his wife.

"I won't look," he says.

"You won't close your eyes, either. I know that makes it easier, and I don't want this to be easy for you. I want it to be hard. I want you to feel desperate to turn and watch as my bull fucks me. I want you to suffer as you wait on your knees in the corner of our bedroom."

"I will." Andrew knows it will be difficult. Painfully so.

"You'll masturbate while you wait on your knees in the corner of the bedroom. You'll stroke your cock slowly as you listen to Ethan satisfy me. You'll stop if you get anywhere near cumming, but you'll edge yourself repeatedly while you listen to another man satisfy your wife in our marital bed."

Andrew is already half hard as his wife gently guides him into subspace and fills him with a deep sense of submissive pleasure.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes," he says.

Rose smiles as she observes her husband's arousal. She can see it in his eyes as his pupils widen. She can see it in the way one of his hands drifts a little closer to his crotch and the way one of his legs begins to bounce a little as the angst spreads through him.

"I want you to go to the bedroom. I want you to strip. I want you to put on your ankle and wrist cuffs. When Ethan arrives, I want you to greet him at the door, welcome him to our home, and prepare a drink for him. You will then remove his socks and shoes and suck on his toes while he enjoys his drink. You will not, under any circumstances, make eye contact with my bull. You will defer to his sexual superiority tonight. You will act as if you are nothing compared to him. You will show him the respect he deserves."

Andrew's cock has stiffened. He feels angst when his wife dominates him in this manner - especially when he's made to humiliate himself in front of her bull - and yet he can't help but enjoy the sensations coursing through him in that moment.

Rose feels the same pleasure. She gets off on putting her husband in situations he finds uncomfortable. She gets off on pushing his limits, on making him do things that few men would ever consider doing. Her pussy is wet as she stands in front of him in her robe and she considers rewarding him with the chance to taste her and to massage her clit with his talented tongue. That is not a reward that Andrew has earned yet, though.

Instead, Rose unties her robe and lets it fall open. Andrew stares at her breasts and then his eyes wander down her stomach and between her legs. She moves a hand to her pussy and masturbates as her husband watches.

"Where should you be right now, cuck?"

He slides off the couch and falls to his knees in front of her. He looks up and she smiles.

"You may watch me masturbate."

Andrew stares between her legs, his gaze fixed on the sight of her finger moving in slow circles over her clit. "Your pussy is so beautiful."

Rose could easily cum, but that too would be a reward for Andrew and he's yet to do anything worthy of a significant reward. He has, however, earned a small treat, so she slips two fingers into her pussy, coats them in her juices, and pushes them into her husband's mouth.

Andrew looks up at his wife as he sucks her fingers clean. Her juices are sweet and he experiences a deep sense of submission anytime she penetrates his mouth, as if she's taking ownership of it. She doesn't need to take ownership of it, though. It's already hers to do with as she pleases. He wonders if she'll make him suck Ethan's cock tonight or if she'll simply leave him in the corner until her bull has left for the night.

"I need to finish getting ready," she says. "And so do you."

Rose walks away and Andrew rises to his feet and follows her into the bedroom. He strips, folds his clothes neatly and sets them aside, and retrieves his ankle and wrist cuffs from the dresser drawer where the various BDSM implements they use in play are stored. Andrew's cock tingles as he sees the trio of chastity cages his wife has purchased for him over the years. Part of him wishes she'd lock him that night and part of him is grateful that he gets to masturbate even if there's a very good chance he won't be permitted to cum.

The cuffs are made of leather and are lined on the inside with fleece to prevent skin damage. Each cuff has a metal ring to allow for attachment to a bondage device or for handcuffs to be attached, though it's been months since Andrew was cuffed to a chair and made to watch as his wife enjoyed her bull's cock.

"Let me see," Rose says from the bathroom.

Andrew presents himself to his wife as her eyes wander over his body. She stares for far longer than seems necessary, but Andrew knows she's doing it to make him feel like an object. It works, too, and he's left with a deep sense of self-consciousness.

"Very good. You may wait on your knees by the front door. Remember, no eye contact when you greet Ethan. He is a vastly superior man and you're not worthy of looking him in the eyes."

Andrew's cock twitches as he thanks his wife, turns, and leaves the bedroom. He finds his way to the front door, falls to his knees, and waits with his hands resting on his thighs as her comment reverberates through his brain, driving him further into submission.

Rose finishes her hair - she chooses a ponytail because Ethan enjoys that look and it keeps her hair out of the way when she sucks her bull's cock - and then changes into a simple but seductive black bra, panty, garter belt, and stockings set. The bra and panties are sheer and display her nipples and pussy lips in a manner she knows her bull will find thrilling. Rose puts her robe on over the lingerie just in time to hear the doorbell ring.

Andrew stands and answers the door. He makes sure he's looking at the ground as he steps back to welcome Ethan to their home.

"Welcome, sir. Rose is finishing getting ready for you. May I offer you a drink?"

Ethan walks in, stands in front of Andrew for a moment and then chuckles. "Yes, you may."

Andrew heads for the kitchen and prepares a drink for Ethan. He hears Rose join her bull in the living room. He feels a small sense of dread as he'd much rather suck the bull's toes while his wife is out of the room. It doesn't make a big difference, but it's a little less humiliating that way.

Rose cuddles up next to her bull and kisses him. His strong hand slips into her robe and he grasps one of her breasts. Somehow he always knows how to touch her in a manner that feels possessive without being overbearing. It's like his energy is perfectly tuned to hers, though after six months together that makes perfect sense. It also ensures that Rose is always intensely aroused when she's around her bull.

"I missed you," she says as Andrew shows up with the cocktail.

"I missed you too," Ethan replies. "I know it's only been a week, but a week without your body - without that spectacular pussy of yours - feels more like a month."

He means it, which is what arouses Rose most of all. Ethan craves her. He truly craves her. He's a man that would have no trouble bedding a woman each night of the week if he desired it, and yet he craves her most of all. That too arouses Rose immensely, so much so that she considers riding his cock right then and there. She subdues her desire, though, knowing full well that taking her time and making Andrew humiliate himself by sucking on Ethan's toes will make her eventual orgasm even more powerful.

Andrew hands Ethan the drink and sinks to his knees, all without making eye contact. He then wordlessly removes the bull's shoes and socks. A moment later he leans forward with his bare ass up in the air and begins sucking on the toes of the superior man that has entered their house with the intention of satisfying Rose's sexual desires.

Rose watches her husband suck on her bull's big toe. As he does so, Ethan puts his arm around her and pulls her close, like he's taking possession of her. She feels warm and safe in his embrace. She feels turned on, too.

Rose turns her head and kisses her bull's neck. She moans while doing so and her tongue dances over his flesh. The hairs of his five o'clock shadow feel rough against her tongue, and yet it turns her on.

"It's so nice to have a real man in the house," she says softly between kisses against his neck. "It's so nice to know that my pussy is finally going to get what it needs."

Rose can't help but stroke her bull's cock through his jeans. Andrew isn't small, but Ethan is considerably larger. It's the sort of cock that some women would genuinely struggle to accommodate, but Rose has always enjoyed the thickness of it, in part because Andrew isn't especially thick, which makes sex with Ethan feel completely different.

Andrew listens to his wife and his humiliation deepens as he widens his mouth and tries to take all five of her bull's toes into his mouth. He can't quite fit them all, though he finds pleasure in the humiliation of trying. He drools a little as he does so, making a mess on the floor that he'll have to remember to lick up later.

"Why don't you take my cock out," Ethan says.

Rose smiles and undoes the button on her bull's jeans. She tugs the zipper down while kissing his neck and moans as she lowers his pants and underwear just enough to free his cock. Her fingers encircle the remarkably stiff shaft and she feels her pussy tingle with desire. Having Andrew there when she gets fucked makes sex with Ethan better, but his gorgeous cock and the body it's attached to go a long way towards ensuring she experiences the kind of deep satisfaction she craves.

Rose takes his cock in her mouth and sucks it while keeping an eye on Andrew. She knows he wants to look up. She knows he loves seeing her lips around her bull's shaft. She knows his dick is hard because his wife is blowing a superior man in their living room. She also knows he'll keep his gaze focused on the floor so he can avoid the humiliation of another spanking at Ethan's hand.

Andrew moves to Ethan's other foot. He takes the big toe in his mouth. He sucks like his wife is sucking. He sucks like a good cuckold should. It's humiliating, but he wouldn't have it any other way. He knows his place. He embraces his place. He does as his wife desires. He does it in part because he's not sure he could withstand the humiliation of once again having his ass reddened by his wife's bull.

"Andrew, go to the bedroom. Get on your knees in the corner. Remain there - without looking - until Ethan has finished having his way with me."

Andrew releases Ethan's toes from his mouth and stands. He keeps his gaze focused on the floor as he walks to the bedroom he shares with his wife and drops to his knees in what she often refers to as 'the cuck corner.' He takes his cock in his hand and masturbates slowly as he wants to do exactly as she instructed earlier.

"You're in a kinky mood tonight," Ethan says once Andrew is gone.

Rose smiles. "I know. The more I do this, the kinkier I get, or the more confident I get in releasing my kinky side. I don't know. I just know that it feels so good to make demands of him and see him acquiesce to them without complaint. I know most women wouldn't want to see their husband suck another man's toes, but it made me so fucking wet to watch him submit to that."

Ethan reaches over and presses his fingers against her panties. She moans at the electric shock of pleasure that rushes through her loins.

"I need you," she says softly. "I need you inside me, Ethan. I need you to fuck me while my cuck waits in his corner like a good boy."

Their lips meet and their tongues entwine as she strokes his cock while he rubs her pussy. She moans into his mouth while thinking of Andrew in the cuck corner in that moment. She loves that he's so obedient and submissive, that he understands his place in the hierarchy.

Ethan stands and offers her his hand. She takes it and he helps her to her feet like she weighs nothing at all. He puts his arm around her as they walk down the hallway. She lets her robe fall to the floor halfway there and Ethan grabs a handful of her ass and then gives it a good smack.

Andrew hears his wife cry out in delight as her bull smacks her ass. He's tempted to turn his head to watch them walk into the room. He stares straight ahead, though, for he knows he'll be spanked if he's caught looking.

"My pussy is so wet for you," Rose says.

"Get on your hands and knees. Take your panties down. Let me see how wet you are."

Andrew hears his wife crawl into the bed. He strokes his cock as it surges in his hand.

"Fuck me. Please, fuck me."

Rose looks over her shoulder and sees Ethan stroking his cock with a smile on his face. He enjoys her desperation. She enjoys it too, though if he doesn't fuck her soon she might lose her mind. She glances at Andrew and sees him in the corner. She sees his arm moving. She sees him resisting the urge to look back and watch as his wife gets fucked by a superior man.

"Put your cock inside me and use my pussy while my cuck husband masturbates in the corner like a little bitch," she says.

Andrew moans and releases his cock. His wife is taunting him and it turns him on. His cock head swells up. Pleasure surges through his loins. He takes a deep breath and resists the urge to close his eyes and try and center himself. He's not allowed to do that. He must remain connected to what's unfolding in the bedroom.

Ethan strips and crawls into the bed. He runs his fingers over Rose's lower back while rubbing the head of his cock over her pussy lips. He pushes inside her and she groans. He fills her slowly. She looks back at him and smiles.

"You feel so good inside me. Your cock feels so good in my pussy."

Ethan fucks her slowly and Rose moans. She's tempted to reach back, rub her clit, and experience an intense orgasm. She refrains, though. She likes being fucked like this. She likes the sensations of his long, thick cock stretching her pussy from behind. She likes the feeling of being taken by a superior man while her husband waits in the corner.

"Harder," she says. It feels good when he fucks her harder. It feels good when he pounds her.

Ethan gives her what she wants. He pounds her from behind. Andrew can hear it. He hears the sound of flesh meeting flesh, of his wife moaning louder and louder, of Ethan grunting from the exertion and pleasure of each thrust deep into the wet and willing pussy of the woman on her hands and knees in her marital bed. Andrew's cock throbs painfully. He masturbates slowly. He edges himself. He gets close to an orgasm over and over and then pulls back. The head of his dick is coated in precum. Every stroke feels blissful, though there's also the agony of being so close to his wife.

Ethan pulls out and flips Rose onto her back. He slips inside her and lowers his powerful body on top of hers. They kiss deeply as he resumes fucking her. He starts slowly, but soon enough he's reached a vigorous pace and is pounding her once more. This time it feels better, though, as his pelvis crashes into her clit over and over and sends shockwaves of pleasure through her.

Rose has her first orgasm on her back. She cums loudly. Andrew strokes his dick in the corner and fights hard to keep from looking back. His favorite thing in the world is the look on his wife's face when she cums with another man's cock inside her. Nothing is more arousing. He pictures that face in his head, but it's not like seeing the real thing. It's not like being able to see the pleasure that another man has given her, the pleasure that Andrew has never been able to give her.

Ethan remains inside her until Rose has him flip on his back. Then she mounts him, takes him in her pussy, and rides him until they cum together. He floods her wet pussy and she trembles on top of him as a second orgasm rocks her body. She collapses on top of him and he wraps his strong arms around her. She feels warm and safe and happy in her post-orgasmic bliss.

After a few minutes in Ethan's embrace, Rose thinks of her husband. She sits up and lifts her pussy from Ethan's big cock. She backs out of the bed and approaches Andrew from behind. He can't see her coming, but he knows she's approaching.

Rose stops behind him and drops to her knees. She kisses the back of her husband's neck and pushes four fingers into her freshly-fucked pussy. She gathers her bull's cum, pulls her fingers free, and wraps them around Andrew's cock from behind. She strokes him slowly and kisses his neck.

"He fucked me better than you," she says. "He fucked me better than you can and he did it while you were here in the corner stroking your dick like a good little cuck. He made me cum twice while you beat off in the corner like a pathetic cuck bitch. He's going to make me cum many more times tonight and you're going to remain in the corner the whole time. You're not going to look back. You're not going to slump forward. You're not going to curl up and go to sleep. You're going to stay right here like a good little cuck because it's what I want."

"Yes, I will," Andrew says.

Rose releases his cock, plunges her fingers into her pussy once more, and pulls out more cum. This time, though, she shoves her fingers into Andrew's mouth. He sucks them clean like she wanted him to.

"Hold that cum in your mouth until Ethan cums again. Savor the taste of his salty load until he's released another round into my tight, married cunt. You'll have to show it to me after he's cum inside me a second time and if you've swallowed it I'm going to have Ethan take a belt to your ass. Do you understand?"

He nods.

Andrew's cock is stiff as steel as his wife gets up and walks back to the bed. He loves her deeply. He loves submitting to her. He loves that she gets off on controlling and humiliating him.

He's going to hold another man's cum in his mouth for as long as it takes. He's going to accept whatever humiliation she demands of him afterwards, too, because he's never more turned on - and she's never more aroused - than when he's submitting to his wife.