Ok...................we had talked quite a lot about what my kind of cuckolding was. I had to explain to her as she really had never heard of it before. Her interests were purely from an erotic point of view. Although she would call herself dominant. She loved to tease, to flirt, to torment.
The thought of having a man, tied up and helpless. Hi in another room, listening to her having sex.........well...it was something she had thought of and meeting me was like a dream come true.
We had to go over a few details of course. But eventually an afternoon meet was arranged and I found myself in a rather small pub near to where she lived.
She smiled when she saw me and we kissed cheeks. Had a glass of wine (me beer)...........then walked through the park to her small but cost flat.
I took the opportunity to shower, it was a warm day.
I walked into the kitchen area afterwards and she was wearing her robe. High heels and stockings underneath.
She was sipping wine but did not offer me any,
"Sit on the chair" she casually said and before I had a chance to say another word. My wrists and ankles were tied.
She smiled at me as she touched the chastity cage,
"Ooh that looks so heavenly. Is it very tight"
I nodded and she giggled.
There was no further conversation between us. She was looking at her mobile phone and ******** from her glass.
Then she walked out of the room and I could hear her talking to someone on her mobile. It was muted so I could not make out the words.
I sat very still until she returned.
She smiled her sweet smile and stood beside me,
"Won't be long now" she giggled again.
Her robe fell open and I could glimpse her satin panties and matching bra. She looked at me and winked,
"Do you like what I'm wearing. I think you do. I think you would like to see my pussy and I definitely know you would love to lick me. Does it make you feel bad knowing someone else will be licking me soon"
I nodded again and she laughed louder this time.
She walked away and left me to think of my plight.
It was some 20 minutes before the doorbell rang. Her high heels on the wooden floor told me she was walking to the fron door. Talking again, this time louder. Laughing, two sets of footsteps heading down the hall to the bedroom.
I kept quiet and pricked my ears.
It was silence except for a word or two.
It was her footsteps that kind of woke me from a trance. The door to the kitchen opening and she walked in.
"Getting some wine for us both" she winked again.
She placed the glasses on the worktop as she turned to look at me. Her robe fell to the floor and her bra and panties followed. She picked up the glasses and took a sip from one as my eyes devoured her body,
"Too bad your cocks locked up otherwise you might have been allowed to have some" she bent to kiss me and then walked out, leaving the door open a little.
I am not even sure I can describe my emotional state.
I sat for what seemed an eternity, listening to her having sex along the hall.
It was gentle, stop start sex. I could tell when she was being licked or when she was sucking him, slthough I never saw anything.
The penetrative act was soft and extended. Her sounds were pure joy to hear..........even though the moans and sighs hurt my soul.
I had closed my eyes when I thought things had come to an end. Only to have them opened when she walked back into the kitchen for some water. she placed a foor on the chair between my legs and I kissed her inner thigh. I tried to kiss her pussy but she moved away,
"No no no.......thats not for you"
She wiggled her bum (is it twerking) at me before walking out again.
I sat. My cock aching inside its cage. Wondering what it was I saw in this frustration lark.
Her guest left.
I sat while she put her robe back on and joined me.
I was transfixed by the sight of her pussy as she stood so I could look at her.
But she did not speak anymore.
I was released from my captivity and she pointed to the bathroom.
I freshened up and got dressed.
She was standing by the door when I came out,
"Thank you" she said "Perhaps one of your friends might like to experience this sometime"
I spoke for the first time in ages,
"Could I come and see you again. Would I ever be allowed to worship you maybe" I could feel my mouth drying.
"It would be nice to do this with somebody new, different" she said "I do like the idea of a frustrated cock" she laughed.
I wanted to speak and ask my question again but she turned her head as she opened the front door,
"Bye" she cut me off and I walked out.
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