<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/36938918">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="34954235" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p><strong>Thursday</strong></p><p>You’ve already completed your morning tasks for your wife. She is freshly-showered, dried off, and dressed for work.</p><p>You open the dresser drawer that holds your socks and underwear. Sitting atop your briefs you see a pair of sheer pink panties.</p><p>You’re not surprised by their presence. Your wife occasionally makes you wear a pair of pretty panties. She finds them an exceptionally effective way of reminding you of your place.</p><p>For a moment, you run your fingers over the soft material of the panties she’s picked out for you. The lust you’ve come to associate with wearing women’s underwear fills your body. You experience a beautiful ache between your legs. Your wife’s tireless training has put you in a place where you find it legitimately arousing to put on women’s underwear.</p><p>You’re so enraptured with the panties that you don’t notice your wife step behind you. She runs her hands over your naked body and whispers, “Put them on, panty boy. Show me how pretty you look in them.”</p><p>Your wife grabs your hips and pulls you closer. You’re surprised by the strapon cock you feel against your ass. Again you feel a rush of excitement and arousal.</p><p>“Yes, we’re going to have a quickie before I leave for work,” she says. “Now put your panties on, my sweet cuckold.”</p><p>“Yes, my love,” you answer before pulling the pretty pink panties out of the dresser drawer and pulling them up your legs. As always, the softness of the material feels so good as it moves over your skin. Sometimes, you can’t help but wish your wife would make you wear panties every day.</p><p>You turn around and see your wife standing at the edge of the bed. She points to it. She expects you to get on your hands and knees. This won’t be a romantic pegging. She’s going to pound your asshole like she so often does during these quickies.</p><p>As you move into place, your wife quickly lubes up her strapon. It’s not quite as large as the one she fucked you with yesterday. Watching her hand move up and down the shaft is intensely arousing.</p><p>Your ass is perfectly positioned at the edge of the bed as your wife moves behind you, pulls aside your pretty panties, and presses her cock against your asshole.</p><p>“Do you want my cock?” she asks.</p><p>“Yes, please, fuck me,” you answer.</p><p>“You’re such a slut,” she says.</p><p>Your locked cock throbs at the delight in her voice. She loves that you’re a slut for her. She loves that she’s trained you so well. She loves that you know your place, that you didn’t hesitate to get on your hands and knees to get fucked in the ass.</p><p>“Take it, my sweet cuckold,” your wife says in a soft, sensual voice as she slides the full length of her strapon into you. She’s fucked you often enough that your ass rarely puts up a fight. You’re used to being penetrated now. You’re exactly as she said: A slut.</p><p>Your beautiful wife grabs your hips and fucks you. You’re naked except for a pair of panties and the chastity device on your cock and you’ve got a rubber dick buried in your asshole. Just in case there was a chance you were going to forget your place in your marriage, taking her dick from behind is the perfect way of reminding you of what you are to her.</p><p>As your wife fucks you harder, your locked cock begins to drip precum. It feels good. You wonder if you might have an orgasm.</p><p>It’s not to be, unfortunately. It’s just a quickie. It’s just a hard, fast fucking to remind you of your place. </p><p>Soon enough, your wife pulls out. She slips out of her harness and leaves the strapon for you to clean. She puts your panties back in place, gives your ass a quick slap, and then leaves for work.</p><p>“Enjoy your day, my sweet panty boy,” she says before heading out.</p><p>You clean the strapon, as you know you’re expected to, and put it back in its place. You get dressed. You take great care to make sure your shirt is tucked in and your belt is tight. You don’t want anyone at work seeing your panties.</p><p>Once at work, you can’t help but enjoy the way the panties feel. Every time you move the soft material brushes against your skin. You’re constantly reminded that you’re wearing delicate, feminine women’s underwear and that you’re doing so because your wife demanded it. She has total control in your marriage and you’ve never been so happy.</p><p>As is the case on most panty days, your wife texts you and demands a picture. She wants you to send proof that you’re still wearing your pretty, feminine underwear. She wants to make sure that you didn’t decide to change into something else before you left.</p><p>You slide your phone into your pocket and head to the bathroom. You lock the door behind you and pull down your pants. You snap a quick selfie showing off your locked cock in the sheer pink panties.</p><p>You look at the picture of your locked up, panty-clad cock and feel an intense form of desire. It makes you wish you were at home with your wife. It makes you wish you could worship her, or watch Liam fuck her, or offer service to both of them.</p><p>You send the picture to your wife and she quickly texts you back. She wants another picture, only this time she wants you sitting on the toilet with your legs spread, your panties pulled aside, and two fingers in your ass.</p><p>You know there’s no choice but to do as she desires. You get into position, cover your fingers with spit, and shove them up your ass. You think of the pegging you took that morning. You feel the deep sense of humiliation you suspect your wife wants you to feel.</p><p>You send the picture and she texts you back: “Good boy. Now get back to work.”</p><p>You do as you’re told. As you sit at your desk, you think about what you’ve just done. You’ve taken unquestionably embarrassing pictures because your wife desired it. You’ve fingered your ass because your wife ordered you to. You’re still wearing a pair of feminine panties, all because she wanted you to.</p><p>Though you feel humiliated, you’re also grateful, for your arousal is far more powerful than your humiliation. You’ve spent the entire day aroused. Being put in panties and strapon fucked was just the start. Being reminded of your place by being locked and pantied is a powerful aphrodisiac. Knowing that you get to go home from work and serve your wife’s desires is a beautiful treat. You’ve never been happier.</p><p><br></p><p>“I think you deserve a reward for being such a good panty boy, my sweet cuckold,” your wife says.</p><p>The sun has long since set. You prepared a lovely dinner for the two of you and cleaned the dishes as your wife watched TV. You felt joy at serving her needs all night long, as you have grown accustomed to doing.</p><p>Now you’re in the bedroom wearing your chastity cage and panties. The rest of your clothes are in a pile on the floor. Your wife has changed into an astoundingly seductive, strappy black lingerie set. It clings to her beautiful body in all the right places. You’re not sure what sort of reward she has in mind, but you’re excited no matter what it ends up being.</p><p>You watch as she sits on the edge of the bed and beckons you closer. You step forward and your wife pulls down your sheer pink panties. She deftly unlocks your chastity device and places the pieces on the nightstand. She slowly pulls up your panties until they’re nice and snug against your cock.</p><p>Your lingerie-clad wife slides back in the bed. “Join me,” she says.</p><p>You stare at her flawless body as you get into bed. It’s not lost on you that your wife looks rather commanding in her black lingerie and you look rather soft and feminine in your sheer pink panties.</p><p>“Do you understand why you’re not allowed to fuck me anymore?” your wife asks as she grasps your cock and testicles through the soft, sheer material of the women’s underwear you’ve been wearing all day.</p><p>Your cock stirs to life immediately. Any release from your chastity device is a reason to celebrate, and your wife looks utterly perfect in her lingerie.</p><p>“Yes, I understand,” you say.</p><p>“Would you tell me why?” she asks. A soft kiss on your neck sends a shiver of pleasure down your spine. You close your eyes and your cock grows fully erect as your wife continues to play with it through your panties.</p><p>“Because I’m too small to please you,” you answer.</p><p>Your wife removes her hand from your cock and says, “That’s right.”</p><p>You can’t help but look down at your cock. It’s small. There’s no question about it. You think back to when she first brought up the idea of cuckolding you, how she made it clear that your penis wasn’t big enough to satisfy her. It was the first lesson she ever taught you.</p><p>“You don’t deserve to fuck me, do you?” she asks as her fingers encircle your panty-clad testicles. She plays with them and once more kisses your neck. She’s deftly teasing and tempting you. She already has precum dripping from your cock and staining the front of your panties.</p><p>“No, I don’t,” you answer. “My cock is too small to fuck you. I don’t deserve to be inside you. I don’t deserve to feel your perfect pussy.”</p><p>You’ve done this before. Many times before, in fact. Your wife likes to reinforce the realities of your marriage. She likes to hear you declare how worthless your cock is. She likes to know that you’re well aware of just how inadequate you are between the legs.</p><p>“That’s right, my sweet cuckold,” she whispers. “Your cock deserves to be in chastity. Your cock deserves to be in panties. Your cock will always be denied the pleasure of your wife’s pussy because you’re simply not worthy of fucking me.”</p><p>Your wife has trained you so well that her humiliating words are a source of arousal for you. She’s putting you in your place, but in doing so she’s also making you desperate for an orgasm. She’s skillfully tapped into the part of your brain that craves submission. She’s putting you into cuckold subspace and ensuring that you will do anything to please her.</p><p>“You don’t fuck anymore,” your wife says, and she’s right. You haven’t fucked her in a very long time. She’s made it clear that it’s no longer your place to do so, that she’ll always have a man like Liam to meet her needs for sex.</p><p>“You get fucked,” she says.</p><p>Your asshole tingles as you remember the pegging you took this morning. You’ve been fucked so many times you’ve lost count. Your wife has successfully flipped the roles in your marriage. You have no expectation of feeling her pussy anymore. Instead, you expect to be told to bend over and take it up the ass. That is your role.</p><p>She plays with your cock once more. Being stroked in your panties feels so good. The material is so soft and every touch only deepens your sense of humiliation and submission. You know she’s putting you in your place.</p><p>“You do deserve a reward, though,” she whispers. “Every good cuckold deserves a reward from time to time.”</p><p>You hope she’s going to let you cum. You hope she’s going to give you the orgasm you crave.</p><p>“You don’t deserve to cum, of course,” she says as her fingers release your hard cock. “No, that’s a reward that will always remain infrequent. You understand that, don’t you?”</p><p>You nod. “Yes, my love. I understand.”</p><p>“I’m going to let you make me cum,” your wife says as she straddles your head. Her lace-clad pussy is inches from your mouth.</p><p>Any disappointment you felt washes away. Now, all you can think about is tasting your wife’s wet pussy and making her cum. It’s always a treat, especially on days when Liam doesn’t fuck her. Today, you’re the only man that’s going to make her cum.</p><p>Your wife pulls aside the lace covering her pussy and lowers her loins onto your mouth. She rubs her wet cunt over your lips, but you don’t lick her. You’re waiting for permission because you’re a good boy.</p><p>“You may worship me,” she says.</p><p>Your tongue swiftly exits her mouth and licks her wetness. You run it back and forth over her clit. You want to make your wife cum. You want to worship her. You want to taste her. You want to soak up her taste.</p><p>She moves her pussy over your mouth, letting you taste all of her. She’s giving you a reward. She could cum quickly if she wanted, but she’s going to make it last. She’s going to make sure that you get to soak up her juices. You love her even more for it.</p><p>Eventually, she lowers her clit onto your tongue and you give her the orgasm she craves. Your cock throbs in the pink panties you’re still wearing. You don’t even think about reaching down to masturbate, though. You know your place. You know that she controls your orgasms.</p><p>Her thighs tremble as she climaxes on your face. You can feel her juices on you as your wife pulls her lingerie back over her pussy and climbs off of you.</p><p>“Good boy,” she says.</p><p>You’ve claimed your reward and you feel a sense of genuine satisfaction. You made your wife cum. You serviced her needs while ignoring your own. You’re well-trained enough to find that genuinely satisfying.</p><p>After you’ve gone soft, your wife locks you in your chastity device once more. She disappears into her closet for a few moments and emerges with a sheer pink baby doll that matches the panties you’re wearing.</p><p>“You’re going to sleep in this, my sweet cuckold. It’s a beautiful reminder of your place,” she says.</p><p>You slip the baby doll over your head. It feels soft and delicate against your skin. She’s right, it is a reminder of your place. You’re going to sleep in lingerie, which is exactly what your wife’s sweet cuckold would do. You don’t fuck her. You get fucked. You don’t cum unless she tells you to. Your reward is to eat her pussy and make her cum. You are a good submissive cuckold.</p>