Christmas Gifts for Her Bull - Part 1

"Trevor, can you help me?" Abby called out from the bedroom.

"I'll be right there," Trevor replied as he pushed his desk chair back, hopped to his feet, and rushed towards the sound of his wife's voice. He found her standing in the closet and looking up at the top shelf, which she was too short to reach. "What can I do for you?"

Abby pointed to a plastic bin filled with wrapping paper and said, "You can get that down for me, sweetheart."

Trevor reached up and easily pulled the box from the top shelf. "Where to?" he asked.

Abby smiled, turned, and said, "To the kitchen."

Trevor followed his beautiful wife - who looked particularly good in a pair of red leggings and a loose, cropped t-shirt - to the kitchen, where he set the box of wrapping paper on the table. "Did you manage to do a little Christmas shopping without me knowing?" he asked.

Abby opened the box and ran her fingers over the rolls of paper, studying each for a few moments in her quest to find the right one. "I haven't done any shopping," she said, "but I am wrapping a gift for someone."

She leaned forward and Trevor caught a glimpse of his chastity key dangling between her breasts. The simple reminder of her control over his cock - he'd been in chastity for nearly six months now - offered a small, wonderful thrill that led to a lovely little surge of lust between his legs.

"Who's the gift for?" Trevor asked. "And if it's not something you bought, what is it?"

Abby pulled out a roll of red and green paper decorated with delicate gold snowflakes and looked up at him with a smile. "It's a gift for Shane."

Shane was Abby's bull. They'd been together for nine months, a period that she often described as the most satisfying of her life. Trevor felt the same way, though his satisfaction took a different form than his wife's, given that his orgasms had been rather severely restricted since Shane came into their life.

"What sort of gift?" Trevor asked. "If you don't mind me asking, that is."

Abby offered a devilish smile, the sort Trevor had seen a great many times since his wife first cuckolded him. "Actually, it's just the first gift I plan on giving Shane this Christmas. I feel so grateful to have him in my life and I want to show my gratitude throughout December. I know he has his choice of women - there are lots of wives like me out there, after all - and I want to show him that I appreciate that he continues to choose to be with me. So, I'm going to give him the key to your cock."

Trevor watched Abby lift the chain holding his key over her head and place it into a small box resting on the kitchen table. "Wait, Abby, I don't...I don't know about this."

Abby closed the box, cut a piece of the wrapping paper she'd selected, and began wrapping Shane's present. "I do," she said. "And it's not really your choice, Trevor. You're a cuckold. You're not in control. You do as you're told. Your job is to support me and do what you can to make me happy."

"But..." Trevor began, but he didn't really have an argument. He just couldn't help but feel nervous about Shane having control over his cock.

Abby smiled, gave Trevor a soft kiss on the cheek, and turned her attention to the gift. She wrapped it carefully, ensuring it looked exceedingly elegant and topping it off with a red bow. "It's perfect," she said. "I'll give Shane the gift when he comes over tonight. I expect you to be supportive, Trevor. In fact, by tonight I expect you to have adopted the mindset that this key is a gift from both of us, that we're both deeply grateful to Shane for the difference he's made in our lives and for the happiness he's brought us."

"I will be," Trevor said. "I know he's brought joy to our lives. I do, Abby. I know he's made us both happy, and I'll be a good cuckold. I promise."

Abby turned to Trevor and pressed her lithe, remarkably beautiful body against his. He ran his hands down her back and over the soft, tight material of her leggings, gently caressing her ass while she subtly ground her hips against him, igniting the kind of lust that made his dick throb in its cage.

"I know you'll be a good cuckold, Trevor," she said softly. "You have been from the start. You made a few mistakes and there were a few hard lessons you had to learn, but you've always been a good cuckold."

"Thank you," Trevor replied.

Abby smiled and reached down to grab his caged cock through his pants. "Shane might be a different kind of keyholder than I've been, though. In fact, I'm almost certain he will be. You'll need be prepared for that, Trevor. He might make you do things you've never done before to earn your release. He might push you further than you've ever gone. In fact, I can't help but hope that's exactly what he's going to do."

Somehow, Trevor felt both fear and arousal at the idea of his wife's bull pushing him further - as a cuckold - than he'd ever gone before.

"Now, I want you to help me get ready for my bull's visit," Abby said as she continued to play with Trevor's caged cock through his jeans. "I bought a naughty little Christmas outfit for tonight and you're going to dress me in it. First, though, you're going to worship my ass while I do my hair and makeup."

Trevor smiled. "That sounds incredible."

"I know it does, cuckold," Abby said. "I know you better than anyone, after all, so I know that you love licking my asshole while I make myself look beautiful for a superior man."

She was right. Trevor loved pressing his face between her round, perfect ass cheeks and worshiping her tight asshole while she worked hard to look beautiful for the man that would spend the night giving her screaming orgasms.

"Strip," Abby demanded.

Trevor stripped as quickly as possible, leaving his clothes in a pile on the floor. Abby smiled, grabbed his caged cock, and led him out of the kitchen and towards the master bathroom, dragging him behind her like his cock was a leash. Trevor smiled, for he loved nothing more than Abby taking control like the cuckoldress she'd become over the past nine months.

Trevor would do his part to make his wife look beautiful for her bull, and when she presented Shane with the key to his chastity cage, Trevor would do his part to be a good cuckold, just as his wife wanted him to be. It would almost certainly be uncomfortable for him in one way or another, but it was Trevor's duty to be a good cuckold, so that's what he was going to do.

Abby looked exquisite in a short, tight red chemise that barely covered her ass and highlighted her big, perky breasts and her rock hard nipples. A pair of red lace top stockings made her legs look irresistibly sexy and the strappy, four inch red high heels ensured her ass was tight and utterly breathtaking.

Trevor dressed her in every piece, just like a good cuckold was supposed to do. He reveled in his wife's willingness to let him prepare her for a night with her bull and he took his time in dressing her, both to ensure she looked perfect for Shane and to indulge in the thrill of running his fingers over her flawlessly beautiful body.

"Thank you, cuckold," Abby said with a smile as she looked at herself in the mirror.

Trevor felt a lovely ache between his legs as his wife called him 'cuckold.' It was how both she and Shane referred to him when they were together, and sometimes Abby would refer to him as such when she was particularly aroused by thoughts of Shane's cock offering her the satisfaction she craved.

Abby turned to Trevor, smiled once more, and said, "Shane will be here soon. Go make him his drink. I want you to serve it to him the moment he sits down."

"Of course," Trevor replied. He headed for the kitchen to make an old fashioned, Shane's favorite drink. Doing so was among the first cuckold tasks he'd been assigned and he'd long since mastered the art of crafting the drink to Shane's liking.

Shane arrived on time - as he always did - and Trevor met him at the door. The drink was already resting on the coffee table and Shane smiled as Trevor led him into the living room and gestured towards it.

"You've made an excellent drink, cuckold," Shane said after taking a sip. He glanced between Trevor's legs and smiled at his caged cock before adding, "And I see that your cock is exactly where it belongs."

"It is," Trevor replied with a nod as he clasped his hands behind his back. There was a time when he felt awkward standing naked in front of Shane, but that time had long since passed, largely the result of Trevor having so much experience being naked and chastised around the man that satisfied his wife's sexual needs.

"Hey, baby," Abby said as she entered the living room with the gift she'd wrapped in one hand. She joined her bull on the couch and set the gift in his lap. "I got you an early Christmas gift."

Shane set his drink down, leaned back to soak in the sight of Abby in her lingerie, and then pulled her lips to his for a long kiss. Their tongues mingled as he moved a strong hand over her body, playing with her tits for a short spell before reaching down to grab her ass and rub her pussy a little through the delicate red lace panties she had on. By the time he was finished, Abby looked as though she was already on the verge of an orgasm.

She looked at Trevor - the first time she'd done so since stepping into the living room - and said, "I'm already soaking wet for him, cuckold. One kiss and a little bit of touching was all it took for him to get me wetter than you've ever been able to get me."

Trevor's cock surged in its cage and he looked down to see his flesh poking through the bars as it tried in vain to get hard.

"Should I open this lovely gift now?" Shane asked.

"Absolutely," Abby replied. "I think you're going to love it."

Shane removed the bow from the top and carefully unwrapped the box as Abby ran a hand up and down his thigh, teasing the bulge of his cock a few times, no doubt in an effort to ensure her bull remained excited to fuck her.

Shane opened the box, smiled, and lifted the necklace that held Trevor's key. He studied it for a few moments and then looked up and asked, "Is this your key, cuckold?"

Trevor nodded.

"And it's mine now?" Shane asked as he looked at Abby.

"It is," she said. "You deserve it. You deserve control over my cuckold. You deserve to decide when he gets to come out of his cage, when he gets to have an erection, and when he gets to have an orgasm. You deserve to decide when - or if - he gets to enjoy my hand, my mouth, or my pussy. You deserve that, Shane, because you're so much more of a man than he is and you satisfy me in ways my cuckold has never been able to satisfy me."

Shane didn't say a word, but Trevor was certain his wife's bull loved the gift. His smile had steadily grown as Abby explained the reasoning behind her gift and the bulge in his pants seemed to get a little bigger, too, like he was turned on by the level of power he'd just been gifted.

"I'll treasure this gift," Shane said as he lifted the chain over his head and tucked the key under his shirt. "And I'll absolutely treasure the power it gives me over you, cuckold."

Trevor suddenly felt a little nervous about what his wife had done and what it might mean for him, for Shane was right that he now wielded a considerable level of power over him, assuming that Trevor was interested in having an orgasm any time soon.

"Take my pants off, cuckold," Shane ordered.

Trevor thought Shane would stand up - he'd removed the bull's pants on a few occasions, but only when Shane was standing - but he didn't move. Instead, he put his arm around Abby and pulled her close while staring at Trevor without saying another word.

"What are you waiting for, cuckold?" Abby asked. "The man that controls your cock told you to do something. Why aren't you on your knees doing it? I know you've watched me do the same thing more than once. I know you've seen how much it excites me to remove his pants and free his beautiful cock. It's time for you to do the same thing."

Trevor moved towards the couch and stopped in front of Shane. He dropped to the floor, and for the first time in his life he was on his knees between another man's legs.

"Did you hear the excitement in her voice, cuckold?" Shane asked as Trevor reached up to loosen his belt and unbutton his jeans. "Did you hear how it turns your wife on to think of you obeying me?"

Trevor nodded as he unzipped Shane's jeans and pulled them down.

"Take my shoes off, cuckold," Shane said. "Then take my pants all the way off."

Trevor untied Shane's shoes and carefully removed them before doing the same with his pants.

Abby moaned and said, "I like seeing you in control of him. It makes me wet."

Shane smiled and replied, "I guess that means giving me his key was, in a way, giving yourself a gift, too."

Abby turned her head to look down at Trevor and unleashed a devilish smile. "I guess it was, because my pussy is tingling with desire and he hasn't even pulled your cock out yet."

"Take my underwear off, cuckold," Shane demanded.

Trevor's hands shook a little as he reached up and slowly pulled down Shane's underwear. He stared at the bull's long, thick cock as every inch was revealed and he couldn't help but marvel at how plump the head was. He'd seen in countless times, but there was something about witnessing it from that particular angle that made it look even bigger.

"Take me in your hand, baby," Shane said. "Stroke my dick while your locked up cuckold watches."

Abby moaned and kissed Shane's neck as she took his cock in her hand stroked him slowly. He turned his head and their lips met for a deep, passionate kiss where she seemed eager to suck his tongue into her mouth and hold it here for as long as possible.

"Do you like sucking my cock, baby?" Shane asked.

"You know I do," Abby replied. "I love sucking your cock. I love having a real man's cock in my mouth after so many years where my cuckold's little dick was all I had to play with. I love making a real man - making you - feel good with my mouth."

Shane looked at Trevor and asked, "Do you think your cuckold would enjoy making a real man feel good with his mouth?"

Trevor's eyes went wide and his pulse raced as he leaned back instinctively, putting as much distance as possible between him and Shane's cock.

"No, I don't think he would," Abby answered as she too looked at Trevor. "But, if you want my cuckold to suck your cock, then he better do it if he wants to be released from that little chastity cage any time soon."

Trevor watched his wife's hand move up and down the cock that had given her countless orgasms since she first cuckolded him. He'd watched it enter her mouth and her pussy time and time again, but he'd never imagined he'd be called upon to do anything more than guide it inside her from time to time, and in those instances he had his hand on it for no more than a few seconds.

"I'm in control, cuckold," Shane said. "And I think that you should suck my cock. I think you should wrap those lips of yours around a real man's cock. I think you should blow me while your wife watches. And, I think she's a little bit desperate to see her cuckold show us both that he's a cocksucker."

Shane reached over and spread Abby's legs. He pulled her panties aside and slipped three fingers inside her with ease. Trevor could see the wetness on her labia and all over Shane's fingers when he pulled out. Abby was soaked.

"Suck my cock or you're not coming out of that cage for a long time, cuckold," Shane said as he continued to finger Abby. "You won't be watching me fuck your wife, either."

Trevor silently pleaded with Abby to step in, but she simply said, "He's in charge, cuckold. Do as you're told or suffer the consequences."

Trevor took a deep breath and leaned forward. He stared at the plump head of Shane's cock as his wife's hand moved up and down the shaft. His heart was beating at an alarmingly fast rate as he leaned just a little bit closer and considered parting his lips and doing as his wife's bull - and his wife, it seemed - wanted him to do.

"Suck my cock, cuckold," Shane instructed.

Trevor closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and took the plump head of Shane's dick between his lips. The flesh felt softer than he expected and he tasted the sweetness of the precum that had been gathered at the tip.

"Oh, fuck," Abby said softly. "Swirl your tongue around, cuckold. You have to do more than just take him in your mouth. You have to pleasure him. You have to give him the pleasure a real man deserves."

Trevor didn't want to. It was humiliating enough to have a cock in his mouth, but the idea of actually trying to give pleasure to Shane felt like too much.

"Make me feel good, cuckold," Shane said. "Make a real man feel good. Suck my dick before I fuck your beautiful wife. Right now."

Trevor's eyes were still closed tight - it felt less humiliating if he didn't have to look at Shane - and he girded his strength and swirled his tongue around the cock head. He took a little more of it in his mouth and sucked hard while pulling back. He gave a blowjob. It was impossibly humiliating, but he gave a blowjob. He pleasured a man with his mouth. He pleasured the man that had been fucking his wife for the past nine months.

"That's a good cuckold," Shane said. "That's a very good cuckold. You've just earned yourself an orgasm. I think I'll let you jerk off into my condom after I fuck your wife and fill it with my load, as long as you keep sucking my cock until I tell you to stop."

Trevor's humiliation deepened as he felt genuine excitement at the notion of being permitted to jerk off with Shane's condom. He'd done it before and the orgasm that followed had been hugely pleasurable.

"Isn't he generous, cuckold?" Abby asked as she continued to stroke the base of Shane's cock while Trevor sucked on the head. "You did as you were told and now you're going to be rewarded. Doesn't that feel good? Aren't you happy that I've given him control of your cock and that he's going to take advantage of that control?"

Trevor moaned around the cock in his mouth, but he still kept his eyes closed. He couldn't look at his wife or her bull. He just kept on sucking. He gagged a few times and he had to pull off and gasp for air once, but he kept on sucking right up until Shane told him to stop.

After that, Trevor backed away from the couch and watched his wife take over. She gave her bull a beautiful blowjob - truly making love to his cock with her mouth - and then rolled a condom down the shaft and climbed on top and rode him wildly until climaxing in a manner that seemed to leave her whole body shaking.

That was just the start of the evening's fun, too, as Shane fucked Abby to a handful of orgasms - including after they moved to the bedroom - before pumping his load into the condom.

As promised, Shane let Trevor masturbate into the condom. Abby watched while cuddled up with her bull and they both offered gentle verbal humiliation that helped put Trevor over the top into the same kind of body-shaking orgasm his wife had enjoyed.

"What do you say to my bull?" Abby asked as Trevor walked to the bathroom to dispose of the condom.

He stopped, turned, and said, "Thank you for letting me cum."

Trevor couldn't stand to look at them a moment longer, though, and he quickly headed into the bathroom, dumped the condom, and locked his cock back up, where it would remain until Shane decided he deserved another orgasm.