<p>Allison stood at the bathroom counter in a black thong and a simple, sexy black bra. Her blonde hair looked soft and shiny and she’d styled it in that wavy way that Emmett loved so much. There was only one reason she’d be putting so much effort into getting ready.</p><p>“Do you have a date tonight?” Emmett asked.</p><p>She turned to him and smiled. “I do,” she replied.</p><p>Emmett felt the kind of excitement that always accompanied his impending cuckolding. “Is it anyone I know?”</p><p>Allison turned back to the mirror and resumed doing her makeup as she said, “It’s Derek.”</p><p>Derek was the man Allison turned to when she was looking for a particularly vigorous fucking. He boasted the largest cock of the men she regularly slept with and he was in exceptionally good shape and more than happy to use his powerful body to fuck Allison as hard as she could take.</p><p>Emmett stepped into the bathroom and moved behind his wife. He looked at her in the mirror as his hands moved down her back and to her ass. “Is he coming here?”</p><p>Allison pushed her ass into his crotch and answered, “He is.”</p><p>Emmett wasn’t always permitted to watch, but he preferred it over the dates where Allison went to another man’s house. It was never his choice to make – Allison had made it perfectly clear that she was in charge – but he made no effort to hide his enthusiasm for the at home dates where he got to watch.</p><p>“I expect you to be well-behaved,” Allison said.</p><p>Emmett smiled. “I will be, I promise.” He moved her hair aside and kissed her neck while gently squeezing her ass. Allison moaned just like he’d hoped she would.</p><p>“You weren’t last time,” Allison said with a hint of annoyance in her voice.</p><p>Emmett looked up to see that same annoyance on her face. He knew what she was talking about. The last time she’d had a guy over to the house, Emmett had cum long before Allison’s and her playmate were finished fucking, violating one of the first rules she’d ever made. Because of his orgasm, Emmett had been uninterested in engaging in any of the post-cuckolding activities Allison enjoyed. She’d made her disappointment perfectly clear afterwards, ensuring that Emmett wouldn’t soon forget that he’d let her down.</p><p>“I know, and I’m sorry about that,” he said. “I’ll be better this time.”</p><p>Allison applied dark red lipstick, smacked her lips, and smiled. “Yes, you will be.” There was something in her tone and the look in her eyes that made Emmett a little nervous. “In fact, I’ve taken a significant step to ensure that you’ll be better this time and each time in the future.”</p><p>Emmett stepped back and Allison turned around and closed the distance between them. The serious, determined look on her face deepened the nervousness he’d already felt.</p><p>“I don’t think you understand how disappointed I was last time,” she said. “I’m good at controlling my anger, especially when one of my playmates is here, but it infuriates me when you’re selfish, Emmett. A good cuckold is never supposed to be selfish. You know that.”</p><p>“I know,” he said. Allison had drilled the lesson into him over and over at the very beginning of the expansion of their sex life. She’d made it perfectly clear that if she were to indulge in Emmett’s fantasy of being cuckolded that it would only work if it was a fantasy for both of them, which meant he had to banish any selfish impulses and pursue his pleasure in concert with hers. Waiting to orgasm until she was finished with her playmate was one of the core rules she’d established. “I said I was sorry, though, and I meant it. I also meant it when I said I’d be better this time.”</p><p>“And I meant it when I said I’d taken a step to ensure that you’ll be better this time. Follow me,” Allison said.</p><p>She brushed past him and out of the bathroom and Emmett followed, though not without a considerable sense of trepidation.</p><p>Allison led him to the bedroom and opened the top drawer of her dresser. She pulled out an elegantly wrapped box and handed it to him. “Here,” she said.</p><p>“What’s this?” Emmett asked as some of his anxiety washed away.</p><p>“It’s a gift,” she said. “For you. I think you’ll find it’s quite fitting for our particular situation.”</p><p>Emmett pulled on the delicate satin ribbon and it fell away. He pulled open the wrapping paper and lifted the top of the box to find a small black bag inside. “What is it?” he asked.</p><p>Allison smiled and pulled the bag from the box. She loosed the strings that held it closed and reached inside. When her hand emerged it held a small, clear device shaped like a particularly small cock.</p><p>“Do you know what this is?” Allison asked.</p><p>“It’s a chastity device,” Emmett answered. He’d seen one before, though he never expected to see one in his wife’s hand.</p><p>She smiled. “That’s right. Do you know what this device is used for?”</p><p>“For locking up a man’s cock,” Emmett answered.</p><p>“Does that look on your face mean that you don’t want me to lock up your cock, Emmett?” Allison asked.</p><p>“Yes, it does,” he said.</p><p>Allison set the chastity device on the dresser and reached out to remove his pants. She smiled and held his gaze as her fingers did the work and soon enough Emmett was half naked. Allison took his cock in her hand and stroked him slowly as she asked, “What happened last time?”</p><p>“I masturbated while you were fucking Alex,” he answered.</p><p>“No, you came while Alex was fucking me from behind,” Allison corrected him. “You surrendered to your needs and you came instead of thinking of my needs. Why did you do that?”</p><p>Emmett saw the moment in his head. He was on his knees on the floor. Allison was on her hands and knees in the bed and facing him. Alex was fucking her from behind. She was in the middle of a torrent of humiliating dirty talk, as was their custom when she cuckolded him. She wasn’t that way in their day to day life, but they’d discovered early on that they both thoroughly enjoyed the humiliation that often accompanied cuckolding, and through experimentation they’d found what worked best for both of them.</p><p>On this particular occasion Emmett had gotten greedy. He’d always been allowed to masturbate, but he wasn’t permitted to cum until Allison gave him permission. He liked to get right up to the edge of his orgasm before pulling back, but he went too far and came long before Allison and Alex were finished. Emmett had left the bedroom soon after, in part because of his embarrassment and in part because he knew he wouldn’t have the same enthusiasm for the humiliation that thrilled both him and Allison.</p><p>“I was selfish,” Emmett answered after a few moments of consideration. “I wanted to go right to the edge, but I went too far and I came.”</p><p>Allison stroked his cock a little faster and said, “It’s not the first time you’ve done that, is it?”</p><p>“No,” Emmett admitted. It didn’t happen often, but from time to time he’d get a little too greedy and cum before Allison wanted him to.</p><p>Allison smiled and stepped closer. “You can’t help yourself, can you?” she said in a soft, seductive tone that Emmett found irresistible. “You can’t help but excited when I tell you that your dick is worthless, can you?”</p><p>Emmett groaned. He wasn’t sure what Allison was doing – that kind of talk was always reserved for when they were playing – but he couldn’t contain his desire. “I can’t,” he said. “I can’t help my excitement. You’re so good at turning me on. I love when you talk like that, especially when you’re fucking someone else.”</p><p>“Someone better, you mean,” Allison said. “Someone far better than you. Someone whose cock isn’t worthless. Someone that can actually make me cum the way I deserve to cum.”</p><p>Emmett was aroused, but he was confused, too. Allison had always segmented the kinky part of their life from everything else. In the beginning she’d actively discouraged Emmett from bringing up his cuckolding when they weren’t engaged in distinct sexual activity. She’d always said she didn’t want it bleeding into the rest of their lives. Plus, Allison never played with him on date nights, at least not before her date arrived. That was one of the rules. She’d allow Emmett to watch her get ready and sometimes to help her get dressed, but they didn’t play until the action began.</p><p>“Allison…what are you doing?” Emmett asked.</p><p>“I’m playing with my husband’s worthless cock,” she answered. “What does it look like I’m doing?”</p><p>“We don’t play until Derek gets here,” Emmett said. “Those are the rules. Those have always been the rules. We keep cuckolding separate from everything else.”</p><p>“You don’t follow the rules,” Allison said. “Why should I? You cum when you feel like it. Most of the time you don’t feel like it until I give you permission, but sometimes you want to cum and you don’t give a shit about what I want, so why should I follow the rules? Apparently, the rules don’t exist to you. Apparently, you just do what you want, so why shouldn’t I play with this worthless cock of yours? Why shouldn’t I jerk you off and tell you that you couldn’t fuck me to an orgasm to save your life? Why shouldn’t I tell you that Derek puts you to shame, that he fucks me so much better than you that I’d choose his cock a hundred times out of a hundred?”</p><p>Emmett felt an orgasm approaching. Allison was stroking him with exceptional swiftness and he was leaking enough precum that he’d lubed his entire shaft, making the handjob even more pleasurable.</p><p>When she finally released his cock Emmett unleashed a sigh of relief and stepped back in the hope of discouraging Allison from stroking him gain.</p><p>“Do you remember when we discovered how much it turns me on to humiliate you?” she asked.</p><p>Emmett nodded. It happened before she’d cuckolded him. They were fooling around and talking about an ex-boyfriend of Allison’s that had been particularly well-endowed. Emmett had moaned at the mention of his size and Allison had run with it. She’d quickly gotten lost in an ocean of lust and jerked Emmett off while talking about how much she preferred having a big cock inside her. She was soaked by the time he came and Emmett quickly got between her legs and offered his wife an orgasm with his tongue, all while she continued to talk about her ex-boyfriend’s size. It had been a small taste of humiliation and over the years Allison had refined her technique, but it had become the centerpiece of their sex life because it thrilled them both to such a significant extent.</p><p>“I think I’ve come to love it even more than you,” Allison said. “Which is why it’s so disappointing when you cum too soon. I don’t think you understand just how disappointing it is, in fact. I like fucking other guys. I love fucking other guys, in fact. But my deepest satisfaction comes from humiliating you. Part of it is how much you enjoy it, of course, but it’s also just how I’m wired. You showed me that, Emmett, and I’m grateful for that, but I get so angry when you disappoint me like that. You deprive me of what I crave when you cum too early. I need that for my deepest satisfaction. I need everything that goes with it. I need to see you eagerly slurping up my playmate’s cum. I need to call you a filthy little cum whore. I need to make you suck his balls while I stroke his cock to get him ready for another round. I need to make you suck his cock if I’m in a particularly naughty mood. I need to make you lick my clit while he’s fucking me so you can see that he fills me like you never could.”</p><p>“I’m sorry,” Emmett said. He knew all of that was true. He knew Allison liked humiliating him as much as he liked being humiliated. He knew they were absolutely perfect for each other in that way, which is why he always left the room when he came too soon. It embarrassed him each and every time. He felt horrible for letting her down and he couldn’t bear to look at her after he’d done so.</p><p>“That’s why I’m going to lock your cock,” Allison said. “That’s why I’m taking control of your orgasms. I’m not willing to be disappointed, especially when the solution is so simple. All I have to do is put your worthless dick in this cage and it becomes mine to control. You get out when I say you get out. You cum when I say you cum. I get what I want and I think you’ll come to see that you get what you want, even if it doesn’t seem that way at first.”</p><p>Emmett looked at the cage resting on the dresser and decided he was okay with giving his wife that sort of control. After all, if she just wanted to lock him up while she was fucking one of her playmates, that didn’t seem so bad. He’d spend a few hours in chastity, she’d let him out, they’d have their fun, and then he’d get to orgasm right along with her.</p><p>“Okay,” Emmett said. “I’ll do it.”</p><p>Allison smiled. “Good. Why don’t you go run your cock under cold water to soften it up. You’re small, but there’s no way you’re fitting in the cage when you’re hard.”</p><p>Emmett smiled and turned to head to the bathroom.</p><p>“Wait,” Allison said. He stopped and turned back and she kissed him. His hands instinctively moved to her ass as his cock pressed against her stomach. Allison’s tongue explored his mouth and Emmett felt an overpowering desire to fuck his wife. It still happened from time to time – Allison insisted that it was important for them to continue to have sex outside of cuckolding – and he badly wanted it in that moment.</p><p>“Thank you for doing this,” Allison said. “It shows me how much you love me. It makes me happy. Truly happy.”</p><p>Emmett smiled. “That’s all I want, Allison. I’m sorry I’ve failed you in the past. If a little time in a chastity device is all it takes to prevent me from failing you, I’m on board with that.”</p><p>Allison gently caressed his face and Emmett felt a shiver of pleasure move down his spine. “I love you, Emmett. Now go soften your cock so I can lock it up and take control of your orgasms.”</p><p>Emmett turned and headed towards the bathroom as he contemplated the desire he saw in his wife’s eyes. It was the notion of taking control of his orgasms that seemed to inspire that desire as her eyes truly sparkled when she uttered those words. Emmett wondered if he was making a mistake, but he couldn’t see the downside of spending a little time in chastity each week, so he put any negative thoughts of out his head and happily entered the bathroom to soften his cock with a dose of cold water.</p><p><em>As you’ve probably guessed, Allison has plans for Emmett’s cock that he doesn’t yet comprehend. He’ll be spending a lot more time in chastity than he thinks and she’ll be experimenting with new ways to take advantage of their mutual lust for his humiliation. Stay tuned for future installments to join Allison and Emmett on their lusty journey.</em></p>