Valentine's Day Submission

“Colin, darling, would you come to the bedroom,” Sandra called out.

Colin hopped off the couch and made his way to the bedroom. There was something in his wife’s voice that made him think she had a fun surprise in store for him.

Sandra was nowhere to be found when he stepped through the doorway. “Sandra?” Colin called out.

A moment later his leggy blonde wife emerged from their roomy walk-in closet wearing a dark red leather corset, a red lace thong, black fishnet stockings, and shiny black high heels.

“Holy shit,” Colin said.

Sandra smiled seductively as she crossed the room. Colin couldn’t stop staring at this entirely different version of his wife that had emerged from the closet.

“Do you like what you see?” Sandra asked.

Colin nodded vigorously as his eyes continued to roam over his wife’s breathtaking body clad in the decidedly kinky lingerie.

“I have a little Valentine’s Day present that I think you’re going to like,” Sandra said.

“This isn’t the present?” Colin said as he gestured to the incredible outfit she was wearing.

“No, my love,” Sandra whispered as she slowly moved behind her husband. She squeezed his ass and kissed his neck. “My dominance is your present. Tonight, you’re going to submit to me.”

Colin’s heart pounded in his chest as the impact of Sandra’s whispered words registered in his brain. She’d long known of his submissive desires but had always been unwilling to commit to dominating him. It seemed that something had inspired a change of heart.

“Really?” Colin asked. He couldn’t quite wrap his head around the reality of this gift.

Sandra stepped in front of Colin and smiled. “Take your clothes off,” she said in a surprisingly dominant tone.

Colin stripped without hesitation. He wasn’t going to disappoint his wife after she’d finally decided to dominate him.

“Good boy,” she said as Colin tossed aside his clothes and stood fully nude and erect in front of his wife.

Sandra reached out and wrapped her fingers around Colin’s erection as she held his gaze. “You’re quite hard, my love. Are you excited?” she asked.

“Very much so,” Colin answered.

She stroked him slowly and Colin moaned. “Are you excited that Jared is going to fuck me while you watch?”

Ten minutes ago, nothing would have excited Colin more than watching his wife and her bull have sex on Valentine’s Day. Now that she’d added in the thrilling layer of dominating him, he could barely contain his desire.

“Yes,” Colin answered as he closed his eyes and relished the pleasure of his wife’s talented fingers playing with his cock.

“On your knees, my love,” she said.

Colin fell to his knees and looked up at his wife. The view was even more intoxicating as he looked up at her in the corset.

“You look so good on your knees,” Sandra said as she ran her fingers through Colin’s hair. “I should have done this years ago.”

Colin’s eyes followed Sandra’s hand between her legs and watched as his wife pulled her panties aside. When she revealed her smooth, perfect pussy he felt a surge of lust. Without thinking Colin leaned forward to lick her.

Instead of tasting his wife’s pussy, Colin felt a surge of pain as she grabbed his hair tightly and pulled hard on it. His head jerked back and she stunned him with a surprisingly firm and painful slap across the face.

“How dare you attempt to worship me without permission?” Sandra said in a fierce, angry voice.

It was then that Colin realized just how committed she was to seeing this through. His face still stung from the her slap and she still had a painfully tight grip on his hair.

“I’m sorry,” Colin said. He meant it, too. She’d swiftly and skillfully communicated her disappointment in a way that had gotten through to him.

“My pussy belongs to Jared tonight. It is not yours. You have no right to it,” Sandra said as she kept her vice-like grip on Colin’s hair. “Any contact with it is a privilege that I grant you. Do you understand that?”

“Yes. I’m sorry,” he apologized again.

Much to his disappointment, Sandra pulled the red lace panties over her pussy and it disappeared from view. Colin’s shoulders slumped in defeat.

“Follow,” Sandra ordered as she turned and walked to the bed.

Colin crawled behind her and looked up at his wife’s perfect ass as she bent over and placed her hands on the edge of the bed.

She reached back and pulled aside her thong. “Worship my ass,” she demanded. “It’s all you’re worthy of.”

Colin eagerly moved behind her and gently pulled her ass cheeks open. He stared at her asshole and marveled at how beautiful it looked. He’d never given her a rimjob. He always assumed she would find the idea abhorrent. Apparently Sandra had been studying domination because Colin found the idea of being ordered to worship her ass intensely sexy.

“Worship my ass!” she ordered loudly. Colin had stared for too long.

He pressed his tongue between her ass cheeks and ran it back and forth over her asshole. Colin was expecting a slightly unpleasant taste and was pleased to discover none. Perhaps Sandra’s recent shower had ensured a clean asshole for him to worship.

“Good boy,” Sandra said as she reached back and pressed Colin’s head deeper between her ass cheeks.

She was smothering him with her ass while he licked rimmed her and Colin loved every second of it. His cock throbbed as he licked his wife’s asshole.

“Put your tongue inside me,” she demanded.

Colin stuck his tongue out and pressed it against her wet, warm asshole. There was a little resistance, but soon enough she opened up and he was able to slide into her. It felt exceptionally hot and slippery as he pushed past her anus. Sandra’s loud, lusty moan and the strength of her grip on the back of his head only heightened Colin’s desire.

He stayed between his wife’s ass cheeks for another five minutes before she pushed him away and turned around. “You’ll be doing that a lot more often,” Sandra said before slipping a hand into her panties and playing with her pussy. “You’ve made me all wet.”

Colin hoped he’d get a chance to taste her, but Sandra walked away, leaving him disappointed and regretting his lack of patience when she’d first presented her smooth pussy.

As Colin waited on his knees, Sandra stepped into the closet and emerged holding a small black velvet bag. She loosened the string and upended it on the bed, spilling clear plastic pieces on the comforter.

“Do you know what this is?” Sandra asked.

A quick look at the pieces on the bed made it perfectly clear what it was. “It’s a chastity device,” Colin said.

“It is, and you’ll be wearing it tonight,” she informed him. “We’ll need that erection to go down first. Get yourself into a cold shower.”

Colin hopped to his feet and scampered to the bathroom. He wasn’t looking forward to a cold shower, but he loved the way his wife was ordering him around.

He stepped into the shockingly cool water and it wasn’t long before his cock had softened and shrunk to its most unimpressive size.

With the water still running Sandra pulled Colin to the edge of the shower and slipped his cock into the chastity device. Once soft, it fit with ease. It was a little embarrassing that there was a fair amount of room in the small, clear plastic sheath, in fact.

Sandra giggled quietly before saying, “You’re so small you don’t even fill this little chastity cage.”

Colin didn’t need her to point it out, but he felt the intended humiliation. His cock grew in the plastic sheath as a result, and soon he was confronted with the oddly erotic discomfort of being unable to get hard.

“Dry off, but don’t bother getting dressed. Jared will be here soon and I see no reason for you to have your clothes on when he arrives,” Sandra said.

As he dried off, Colin considered what the evening might hold for him. Up to this point, Jared had acted largely as Sandra’s lover. He rarely involved himself with Colin, but now that might change. Perhaps he would step into a dominant role alongside this new, naughtier version of Sandra.

“Colin!” Sandra called out just as he’d finished drying off.

Colin left the bedroom and followed his wife’s voice. He felt deeply self-conscious in the nude and with a small chastity device holding his cock, but he didn’t dare defy her. The notion of submitting to his wife was far too arousing and he didn’t want to disappoint her. Colin knew he needed to please her if he had any chance of making dom/sub play a regular occurrence in their life.

None of that stopped Colin from feeling a strong sense of humiliation as he walked into the living room and found his wife and her bull kissing passionately. He stood there as they made out, wondering if he should announce his presence or simply wait until they were finished.

By the time Sandra turned to him, Colin could see the impressively long and thick outline of Jared’s erection in his pants.

“Doesn’t he look cute?” Sandra asked as she ran her fingers over Jared’s bulge. “I can’t believe I waited so long to do this. That’s exactly where a cock like his belongs.”

“Absolutely,” Jared said before pushing his fingers into Sandra’s red lace panties.

Colin watched his wife close her eyes and moan as another man fingered her. He felt intensely jealous. He wanted to pleasure her. He wanted to taste her, to go down on her, to make her moan, and yet he had to watch another man do it instead.

When Jared’s fingers emerged from her panties, they were slippery with Sandra’s juices. She looked into Colin’s eyes while sucking those wet fingers clean.

“Are you jealous, my love? Do you wish it was your fingers I was sucking clean? Or do you wish you were sucking them? Do you wish you could taste my pussy?” she asked.

“Yes,” Colin said as his lingerie-clad wife approached him.

Sandra offered Colin a soft, brief kiss before whispering, “Don’t worry. You’ll get your chance, cuckold.” She turned to Jared and said, “Come.” Colin watched his wife’s bull follow her to the bedroom and wondered if he was supposed to go too. “You too, cuckold,” she called out.

“On your knees,” Sandra ordered as Colin entered the bedroom.

He fell to his knees without hesitation. All he wanted was to make his wife happy. The more she dominated him, the better it felt. He was sinking deeper into submission and he couldn’t control his craving for her domination.

“We’re going to do things a little differently tonight,” Sandra said as she looked down at Colin. “Normally you watch as Jared fucks me. You sit there in the corner and stroke your little cock as another man makes your wife cum over and over, and that’s wonderful for you. Tonight you’re going to have to earn your orgasm. If you’re a good boy you’ll get to cum when Jared and I have finished. If not, you’ll stay in your cage until you’ve showed me that you deserve to be released. Do you understand?”

Colin nodded vigorously and said, “Yes. Of course. I promise I won’t disappoint you.”

“I’m sure you won’t,” Sandra said as she smiled.

“Now come here,” she ordered while pointing to the floor at her feet.

Colin crawled on his hands and knees until he was in position.

“Good boy,” she said. “Take my panties off.”

Colin slipped his fingers under the elastic waistband of her red thong and slowly pulled it down, revealing the pussy he craved more than anything in the world.

“I want to be nice and wet when Jared fucks me,” Sandra said as she grabbed a handful of Colin’s hair. “So be a good boy and use your tongue to prepare me for another man’s cock.”

She pulled hard on Colin’s hair and guided him between her legs. He did as he was instructed and licked his wife’s pussy with an eager tongue. Normally Colin would concentrate on her clit, but he knew his task was merely to get her wet, which is why he licked between her labia and made sure to spread his saliva.

While he worked, Sandra and Jared resumed the lusty make out session they’d begun earlier. Colin listened to the intoxicating sounds of passionate kissing and groaned at the pain between his legs. His cock desperately wanted to get hard but the cage made it impossible.

Colin would have stayed between her legs all night, but Sandra pulled him away. “Tell me, my love, why aren’t you the one fucking me on Valentine’s Day?” she asked.

“Because I can’t satisfy you,” Colin answered.

“Why can’t you satisfy me?” Sandra said.

Colin looked down at his locked cock and back up at his wife. “Because my cock is too small. Because I don’t fuck you nearly as well as Jared does. Because he’s…well, because he’s just better.” It felt good to say it.

“He is better than you,” Sandra said as she bent over. “Open your mouth.”

Colin opened his mouth and Sandra shocked him by spitting on his tongue.

“Swallow, cuck,” she demanded.

He did as he was told. Something about her spitting in his mouth felt impossibly humiliating, in part because he’d done nothing to resist it. He simply opened his mouth and let her do as she pleased with him.

“Unzip his pants,” Sandra ordered.

Colin hesitated, but only for a split second. He was nervous about where Sandra might be taking him, but he didn’t want to disappoint her. He reached up and unzipped Jared’s pants before letting his hands fall to his sides.

“Good boy,” Sandra said as she reached into Jared’s pants and pulled out his big cock. She sank to her knees and wrapped her lips around it while Colin watched from just a few feet away.

He was mesmerized at his wife’s oral efforts. To watch Jared’s cock disappear into her mouth was astoundingly sexy, especially when she turned her gaze upwards and stared into her bull’s eyes while giving him head.

When Sandra let the big cock slip from her mouth and turned to Colin, he thought for sure he was going to have to disappoint her and refuse to give a blowjob. She had other plans though.

Sandra’s fingers snaked around the back of Colin’s neck and pulled his mouth to hers for a long, slow, sloppy kiss. She pushed her tongue deep into his mouth and made him taste her bull’s cock. He couldn’t believe how good it felt. He was her plaything in that moment and he didn’t put up an ounce of fight.

“Good boy,” Sandra said before returning to Jared’s cock and taking him into her mouth once more.

Colin watched the rhythmic cocksucking in front of him with a sense of awe and jealousy. His cock tried to get stiff in its little chastity device as his wife gave a wet, sensual blowjob to her bull, to the cock that would soon penetrate her.

Eventually, Sandra couldn’t wait any longer to get fucked. She stood up and pushed Jared into the bed. “I need this big cock inside me,” she said.

“Cuckold, here,” Sandra ordered as she pointed to the floor at the edge of the bed.

Colin crawled into position and watched as his wife straddled her bull and lowered her insanely wet pussy onto his big cock.

Sandra’s low, loud moans soon filled the bedroom as she let Jared’s long, thick bull dick fill her. She leaned forward and kissed the man inside her.

“Eat my ass, cuck,” Sandra ordered before going back to kissing Jared.

Colin looked at Jared’s cock deep in his wife’s pussy and at her tight asshole, which was exposed and ready to be rimmed. Just as he’d done earlier that day, he pressed his lips against her bottom and used his tongue to massage her anus.

While his rimming continued, Sandra started to slowly ride Jared’s cock. Colin moved his mouth up and down as her pussy milked the bigger man’s dick and he tried his best to keep his tongue in constant contact with her asshole.

Without prompting from Sandra, Colin began to work his tongue into her asshole. She moaned louder as he tasted her insides and it thrilled him.

Soon Sandra was bouncing harder on Jared’s big cock. She was moaning louder and breathing heavier and Colin knew she was going to cum soon.

“Eat my ass, cuck,” she said again, this time in a far lustier voice. “Eat my ass like a good boy.”

Colin licked her asshole with abandon. He forgot about any sense of delicacy and ran his tongue all over her asshole and crack. He might have come in contact with Jared’s cock once or twice. At that point he didn’t care.

“Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” Sandra cried out. She reached back and pulled Colin’s head tighter between her ass cheeks. She smothered him with her bottom while an orgasm ripped through her body and made her thighs tremble uncontrollably.

Only when the orgasm had passed did Sandra release Colin’s head. He kissed her asshole gently one last time and sank back to his knees to await her next command.

“On your back in the bed,” Sandra said as she looked at him.

Colin jumped to his feet and got on his back as he’d been ordered to do. Moments later Sandra climbed on top of him in a 69, but she had no intention of pleasuring his cock or offering her cunt.

Jared’s cock appeared inches above Colin’s head and slid into his wife’s pussy with ease. She was wet enough that he was giving her a thorough pounding in no time and Colin was immersed in the most intense cuckolding experience of his life.

“Watch him fuck me, cuck,” Sandra said as she squeezed Colin’s balls. “Watch a big cock fuck your wife’s wet pussy. Watch how a real man pounds me.”

Colin couldn’t imagine looking away from the hardcore display happening in front of his eyes. Sandra’s pussy looked perfect as it opened around Jared’s big cock with every thrust. His shaft was slick with her juices every time he pulled out. Little drops of moisture landed on his face as Sandra took a pounding.

“Fuck me harder. Pound me. Pound my pussy!” Sandra declared. It seemed like she was on the verge of another orgasm.

Colin watched Sandra’s thighs begin to tremble again. He listened to her moan and watched as Jared continued to pound the hell out of her slick cunt.

“I’m cumming!” Sandra cried out. “I’m cumming!”

Jared didn’t stop fucking her as Sandra climaxed. He pounded her harder. He pounded her tight pussy through the orgasm because he was pursuing his own. Soon enough he grunted and buried his dick inside her and came.

“That’s it, give me your cum. Fill my pussy,” Sandra said as she pushed back on Jared’s big cock and milked him with her cunt. “Give me all that hot cum. My cuck is hungry.”

The last bit caught Colin’s attention. He panicked. He didn’t want to eat Jared’s cum. He’d never wanted that. Sandra must have sensed his discomfort before she quickly pressed her knees against his head and held him in place.

Jared pulled out and in an instant Sandra’s pussy was on Colin’s mouth. “Eat it, cuckold. Eat his cum or you’re staying in this cock cage for a month,” Sandra ordered.

Colin couldn’t fathom a month without an orgasm, so he opened his mouth and submitted to his wife’s desires. Jared’s cum poured out of her pussy and down his throat. He swallowed as quickly as possible to avoid having to taste too much of the cum, but it didn’t work. The salty flavor of Jared’s load soon overwhelmed Colin’s taste buds.

“Good boy. Eat that nasty load. Swallow all of my bull’s cum. Swallow every yummy drop just like a cuckold should,” Sandra said as she laughed.

It felt particularly cruel, but Colin couldn’t help but notice the exceptional ache between his legs. His cock was responding to her humiliation. It was straining against the chastity as cum flowed out of his wife’s pussy and down his throat.

After Sandra finally climbed off of Colin’s face she quickly turned around and smiled at him. “You missed a little bit,” she said while scooping cum off his cheek and feeding it to him.

Colin looked into his wife’s beautiful eyes as he sucked another man’s cum off her fingers. He felt a strange and satisfying sense of release. He didn’t fight being fed Jared’s cum. He accepted it. He submitted. He felt warm and happy in a way he’d never expected.

“I like having a submissive cuckold,” Sandra said as she gently caressed Colin’s face. “Do you want to cum?”

“Yes, please, let me cum,” Colin begged.

Sandra swiftly unlocked the chastity device that imprisoned Colin’s cock and wrapped her fingers around him. She stroked him slowly and kissed his neck while moaning like she was getting fucked. It was more than enough to get him hard.

“Are you going to be a good submissive cuckold from now on?” Sandra asked as she tightened her grip and stroked Colin faster.

He groaned in pleasure and said, “Yes. I’ll do anything you want.”

“Are you going to clean Jared’s cum out of me?” she asked.

“Yes, I’ll clean his cum out of you,” Colin answered. He was so close to cumming.

“Are you going to worship my ass whenever I tell you to?” she asked.

“Yes, I swear,” Colin said. “Please, make me cum.”

Sandra resumed kissing her husband’s neck right where he liked it. She worked the head of his cock with her fingers and let loose more of those naughty moans.

Moments later Colin cried out and unleashed his orgasm. “Oh fuck!” he screamed. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

“Clean up and put your cock back in its cage,” she whispered after letting go of Colin’s softening cock.

He didn’t think twice about doing as his wife had ordered. He was her submissive cuckold, after all.