His Wife. His Keyholder. His Cuckoldress - Part 3

I posted the first two parts of this story more than two years ago and sort of forgot about it. Apologies for that. If you haven't read the first two parts, check them out at the links below and then enjoy part three.

Part 1
Part 2 

After an hour of simmering in his frustration - frustration brought on by having been locked in chastity for two weeks, which was far longer than he expected his first stay in the cage would be - Austin made his way to the bedroom, where Penelope had retreated after his mild outburst.

He knew he needed to apologize and he was ready to do so. For a while he’d held onto a sense of righteous indignation. After all, part of the fun of chastity play was being let out of the cage from time to time and Penelope hadn't yet offered him that pleasure. Instead, it had been two weeks of relentless teasing and frustration on Austin's part.

Penelope had been clear that she wouldn't tolerate any rudeness, begging or other unpleasantness from Austin, that she was willing to be his keyholder as long as it didn't prove onerous for her. That afternoon, Austin had made it onerous with his rudeness and he needed to atone for that.

He stepped into the bedroom with an apology ready to go. He'd even rehearsed it a little, as his righteous indignation had slowly transformed into a great sense of worry that Penelope would let him out if his cage and never lock him up again as his behavior had taken away any sense of pleasure in holding his key.

Austin expected to see his wife in their bed, stewing in her own frustration and waiting for him to come and apologize. The bed was empty, though. He took a few steps into the bedroom and saw Penelope standing in the bathroom in a skintight, dark red dress. Her long, shiny hair was pulled to one side and the dress hugged the curves of her ass like a glove, offering an irresistibly arousing view that instantly produced an ache between Austin's legs.

It took a few seconds for Austin to realize that his wife was dressed like she was going out, despite the fact their plan had been to watch a movie at home. "Are you...are you going out?" he asked.

Penelope turned and Austin saw a tube of red lipstick in her hand. She'd just applied a coating and she offered a seductive smile and nodded before putting the cap back on the lipstick. She set it on the counter, turned back to the mirror to inspect herself for a few moments, and then stepped out of the bathroom, giving Austin a full look at the sexiest dress he'd ever seen on his wife.

"I texted Sarah," Penelope replied softly. "I told her I needed a girl's night out."

"But...but what about watching a movie?" Austin asked as he stared at his wife's breasts, which looked breathtaking in the low cut dress.

Penelope smiled, turned around, and took a few steps before looking over her shoulder and saying, "I really like the way my butt looks in this dress. I feel like I'm going to get a lot of attention tonight."

"What?" Austin asked.

"Attention," she said. "Guys are going to pay attention to me. They're going to see me in this dress, they're going to see my heels, they're going to see my hair and makeup, and they're going to pay attention to me. They're going to flirt with me. They're going to offer to buy me drinks." She paused, turned around, and ran her hands down her torso and over her hips before adding, "They're going to appreciate me."

"Penelope...I'm sorry for the way I acted this afternoon," Austin said. "I'm sorry I haven't appreciated you. I'm sorry there have been times where I acted like being in chastity was making me unhappy. I know I asked you to be my keyholder and I know I should appreciate that you're doing a really good job of it."

He hoped his apology would elicit a smile from his wife, but the look on Penelope's face remained unchanged. "Yes, you should appreciate me, Austin. I put a great deal of effort into being your keyholder. I've read countless articles on the subject to understand what you want out of being in chastity and to ensure that I'm doing a good job of it. I tease you like every man in chastity wants to be teased. I'm affectionate with you to turn you on. I've even started wearing more suggestive clothes around the house."

Austin felt like a complete fool for having been rude to Penelope that afternoon. He knew how lucky he was that she'd been putting in so much effort, for he knew that most women in her position wouldn't have done so. "I promise, Penelope, I won't take you for granted. I won't be rude anymore. I won't act like it's a burden to be in chastity. I'll appreciate that you're giving me exactly what I wanted."

"We'll see," Penelope replied. "But I have a feeling that you won't be able to keep that promise, Austin. That's okay, though. I've learned that your behavior is just part of getting used to being in chastity, that being locked up - especially long term - is more frustrating for you than I can really comprehend."

"Will you stay home with me tonight?" Austin asked.

Penelope shook her head. "No. I need to feel appreciated, Austin, so I'm going to go out with Sarah and I'm going to spend my night enjoying the attention a beautiful woman gets when she wears a dress like this."

"So...you're going to flirt with other men tonight?" Austin asked as he did his best to try and hold back the sense of panic that was enveloping him.

Penelope nodded and slowly closed the distance between them. The scent of a rather seductive perfume filled Austin's nose as she reached out and ran her fingers down his chest and between his legs. Penelope grasped Austin's caged cock through his pants and gently massaged it as she leaned in and planted the softest kiss on his neck. Goose bumps raised on his arm and a shiver of pleasure raced down his spine and generated a beautiful ache between his legs.

"I'm going to do whatever I want tonight," Penelope said softly. "Because that's one of the pleasures of being your keyholder. You've granted me an incredible level of control, Austin, and I'm going to use it."

"Are you punishing me?" Austin asked.

Penelope kissed his neck again and then took his earlobe between her teeth. She bit down hard enough for him to wince and whispered, "Yes, but I'm also rewarding myself, Austin. It feels good to be desired, and I'm going to spend my night enjoying that feeling. I'm going to enjoy the way men stare at me. I'm going to enjoy the way they flirt with me. I'm going to enjoy the way they try and fuck me."

"What?" Austin asked as he stepped back.

Penelope laughed softly. "You know it's true. You know that every man that sees me tonight is going to want to fuck me. You know that some of them are going to try and convince me to go home with them. You know that they're going to see me as capable of providing them with the kind of intense sexual pleasure that every man craves. You know that a beautiful woman in a tight dress and three inch heels is the kind that inspires wild lust in a man. I think we both know you felt that lust when you saw me in this dress, Austin."

Austin's head was spinning with the implications of Penelope's plans for the evening. He was relatively certain she wouldn't actually sleep with someone else, and yet she seemed delighted with the idea that she could sleep with someone else. She was right, too, in that every single guy that saw her in that dress and those heels would want to fuck her. Austin wasn't sure if she realized that every guy would assume she was looking to get fucked, too, as women rarely dressed in the manner Penelope was dressed unless they wanted to get laid.

"They're going to think...the guys, Penelope, they're going to think you want to get fucked," Austin said with a hint of desperation in his voice.

She smiled and unzipped his pants. Her fingers slipped inside and she delicately caressed his balls before grasping his caged cock. "I know, Austin. That's why they're going to flirt with me. They're going to see me dressed like this and think there's a chance I'll let them fuck me. They'll think I'm in the mood to go home with a stranger and spread my legs for him. They'll fantasize about stripping me out of this dress, tossing me into their bed, and ravaging my body until we've both had loud, wild, lusty orgasms."

Austin winced at the sudden pain between his legs as his wife described a scenario he would have labeled as his nightmare. "Are you going to fuck someone tonight?" he asked.

Penelope released his cock, zipped his pants back up, and gave Austin a soft kiss on the lips. Then she turned away from him, grabbed her purse from the nightstand, and said, "I have to go. I told Sarah I'd meet her at eight. I'm not sure how long I'll be out, so you don't have to wait up for me."

Austin followed Penelope out of the bedroom and towards the front door. There was a part of him that hoped this whole thing was a ruse, that she'd gotten dressed up and talked about flirting with other men as a way of punishing him. Then she blew him a kiss and walked out the door. She was definitely going out, and he couldn't see any reason for her to have gotten dressed up like she was if she didn't intend on flirting with other men that night.

That's when the panic set in. Austin ran for the door to try and stop her, but Penelope was already in the Uber she must have ordered before Austin even stepped into the bedroom. He had no way of knowing where she was going. He had no way to stop her. There was nothing he could do.

If she was trying to punish him, she'd picked a rather effective means of doing so, as Austin spent the rest of the night in a state of anxiety as he wondered if his wife was being relentlessly hit on by men determined to win her affection and fuck her. He couldn't imagine she was angry enough with him to actually go through with it, and yet it seemed possible.

"Sarah took a video of me dancing with someone," Penelope texted a little before midnight. "Would you like to see it?"

"Yes," Austin replied, though he wasn't sure that was true.

He sat on the couch and stared at his phone. His leg bounced nervously as he waited for the video to come in. It took a few minutes, but it showed up. Austin immediately played it.

Loud music emanated from his speakers as the video showed a crowd of people dancing. It took a few moments, but eventually Austin spotted his wife in the crowd. Somehow, she looked even hotter than when she'd left the house. Another man's hands were on her hips as they moved together in time with the song's slow beat. They stared into each other's eyes in a manner that filled Austin with a deep sense of jealousy.

Then the guy reached up and caressed Penelope's face, just like a man sometimes does before he's about to kiss a woman. Austin's chest tightened and his pulse raced as he brought the phone closer to his face. Then the video ended.

"Did he kiss you?" he quickly texted.

She offered no response.

"Penelope, did you kiss someone?" he texted.

Again she offered no response as Austin's leg continued to bounce wildly. He played the video again. He watched the way Penelope's body moved. He watched the way the guy's hands caressed her hips and pulled her just a little closer. He watched the guy clearly prepare to kiss Penelope.

"Penelope?" he texted after his second viewing of the video.

Still she said nothing. Austin set his phone down, took a deep breath, and unbuttoned his pants. He reached into his underwear and ran his fingers over the excess of precum that had collected at the tip of the chastity cage. He wasn't sure why, but he was aroused. The desire surging through his body troubled him, for he couldn't begin to understand it.

Austin never considered going to sleep. It would have been impossible. Instead, he stayed up and waited for his wife to return home, which happened a little after 1 a.m. Penelope looked just as sexy as when she'd left, if not more so, and she smiled when she saw Austin sitting on the couch.

"Couldn't sleep?" she asked.

He shook his head.

Penelope took a few steps towards him and asked, "Why not?"

"Did you kiss him?" Austin replied.

Penelope turned around, looked over her shoulder, and said, "Help me out of my dress."

Austin stared at her ass - it looked so good in the dress - but he remained seated on the couch.

"Austin, if you want me to let you out of your cage, you need to do as I desire," she said. "Tonight was the direct result of your rudeness, and I would consider it exceptionally rude if you refused to help me out of my dress."

He begrudgingly got off the couch and unzipped his wife's dress. For some reason, the sight of her bare back inspired a rush of desire and he pushed straps off her shoulders and worked the dress down her torso and over her hips, revealing that she'd gone out without a bra or panties. Austin was very nearly on his knees by the time he took her dress off, so he dropped down and looked up at his wife as she turned around.

"You're...you're wet," he said as his gaze fixated on the sight of her plump, wet pussy lips.

Penelope smiled as she took her breasts in her hands and played with them for a few moments before running a hand down her stomach, over her belly button, and between her legs. She ran her fingers over her pussy lips and slipped two inside with remarkable ease.

"Yes, it appears that I'm quite wet," she replied. "I wonder what could have made me so wet."

Austin's heart pounded as he considered the possibilities. She could have kissed the guy. She could have gotten wet merely from dancing with him. She could have gone back to his car and gotten fingered. She could have gotten fucked. There were too many possibilities.

"Stand up and strip for me," Penelope instructed.

This time, Austin did as his wife demanded without hesitation. He stood, stripped, and kicked his clothes aside. She looked down at his caged cock and reached out to run her fingers over the tip.

A smile crossed Penelope's face as she looked up at him and said, "You're wet."

Austin said nothing. He knew he'd dripped enough precum to be wet and he knew why he'd dripped all that precum, but he didn't want to admit it. He didn't want to have been aroused by the idea of his wife dancing with and kissing another man.

"Did you kiss him?" he asked after a few seconds of silence passed between them.

Penelope stepped closer, pressing her naked body against his. She reached up and put her arms around his neck. Her fingers danced through his hair and she smiled before tilting her head slightly and leaning closer.

"Yes, I kissed him," she whispered. "I kissed him just like this," she added before her lips met his.

It was a soft, slow, hugely erotic kiss. It began with a closed mouth, but soon enough Penelope's lips parted. Her tongue dipped in and out of his mouth in a flirtatious manner before she offered all of it.

The whole time, Austin thought of her kissing another man. It was all he could think about. He replayed the end of the video in his head, only it continued with the kiss. It continued with her lips pressed against another man's. It continued with her tongue in his mouth and his in hers.

"Sit on the couch," Penelope instructed as she stepped back.

Austin moved to the couch and watched his wife reach into her purse and pull out the key to his chastity cage. She approached him with a smile on her face and a slow sway in her hips and then bent over, slipped the key into the lock, and freed his cock from its cage.

"Don't touch," Penelope said as she turned around and set the pieces of the cage and the key on the coffee table.

Austin kept his hands at his sides and stared at his wife's perfect, smooth, milky white ass as she bent over. She looked back at him, smiled, and then sat next to him on the couch. Penelope kissed his neck as she ran a hand down his chest, over his stomach, and between his legs. She grasped his cock as her tongue and lips danced over his neck. She stroked him slowly and seductively, bringing Austin's dick to a blissfully erect state after two weeks locked in the cage.

"I got what I wanted tonight," Penelope said softly. "Men noticed me. They appreciated me. They flirted with me. They bought me drinks. They danced with me. They touched me. One of them kissed me."

Austin's cock was so hard it hurt and Penelope's touch sent waves of electric pleasure through his body. His toes even curled as he looked down to watch her hand move up and down his shaft.

"I think you enjoyed that video I sent you, Austin," Penelope said before kissing his neck and sucking on his flesh. "I think you got excited watching it. I think you liked seeing his hands on my body almost as much as I enjoyed feeling his hands on my body."

Austin closed his eyes and moaned as she slowly led him towards the bliss of an orgasm.

"Do you want to see the video of him kissing me?" she asked.

"Yes," Austin answered without thinking.

Penelope released his cock and got off the couch to grab her phone. She quickly rejoined Austin, pulled up the video, and handed him the phone. Her fingers found their way around his stiff dick once more and she collected his precum, took a tight grip, and stroked him slowly.

"Go ahead," she whispered. "Watch it. Watch your wife kiss another man."

Austin tapped the screen. The video played. It was the same as the one he'd watched, only it was longer. His cock throbbed as Penelope stroked him while he watched her dance with another man. The guy reached up to caress her face. She tilted her head. He leaned in. Their lips met.

"It was such a good kiss," Penelope said softly before kissing his neck. She moaned as he stared at the video and watched his wife open her mouth to welcome another man's tongue.

"Oh, fuck," he said as it became clear he was about to orgasm.

"Keep watching," she said. "Keep watching him kiss me, Austin. Keep watching another man kiss your wife."

Austin came as he did exactly as Penelope instructed. She stroked his cock all the way through his orgasm, teasing the head and sending his loins into beautiful convulsions as cum shot from the tip and landed on his stomach, thighs, and in his pubic hair.

Penelope released his cock when he'd finished and took her phone from Austin. He turned to look at her and offer his thanks but she kissed him before he could say a word.

"We'll stay right here until you get soft," she said. "Then we'll go to the bathroom so you can get cleaned up and I'll lock you in your cage once more. Then you're going to make me cum, because I'm so very turned on after the night I had."

"Okay," Austin replied. "Thank you for the orgasm."

She smiled, caressed his face, and kissed him once more. "You're welcome, Austin. Make sure you savor it, because it will be quite some time before you have another one."