<p>You’re not her boyfriend. You’re not her husband. You’ll never be either. You’re just a toy to her. You’re a toy for her to play with. You’re a means for her to experience the dominant pleasures she craves. You come when she calls. You do as you’re told. She takes what she needs from you and sends you home. Enjoy.</p><p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?tag=wicked%20domme">Click here</a> to read the previous entries in the Wicked Domme series.</p><p><img data-media-id="48095292" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>You hear laughter from the living room as you pour two generous glasses of wine in your domme’s kitchen.</p><p>Your beautiful mistress informed you that her friend is interested in the art of female domination and that she was hoping to learn a few lessons. You’re there to serve them both and to suffer the abuses both your mistress and her friend want to deliver.</p><p>You carefully bring the wine to the living room and stand in front of your mistress and her friend as they converse. They make you wait a few minutes and you’ve been trained well enough to understand that it’s not your place to interrupt. They’ll turn to you and take the wine when they’re ready. Until then, you’ll stand there and hold it like a well-trained servant should.</p><p>Finally, your mistress turns to you and holds out her hand. Her friend does the same. You bend over and offer them the wine.</p><p>You see your domme’s beautiful friend eyeballing you. “Is he always naked when he’s in your home?” she asks.</p><p>“Not always, no,” your mistress says. “Though I do prefer it that way. He understands his place better when he’s naked while I remain clothed, especially when he’s locked in that little chastity cage.”</p><p>“The cage is absolutely delicious,” her friend says.</p><p>“Isn’t it? It’s an absolute must if you’re going to take on a submissive. He must not have control over his orgasms. Submissive men like him simply can’t be trusted not to orgasm the moment they get an opportunity to pull on their worthless little dicks. If he wasn’t caged he’d be like a monkey, masturbating all over my house and leaving little puddles of semen everywhere.”</p><p>Your domme’s friend laughs as she stares at your small, locked up cock. It’s already throbbing in the little metal cage your mistress chose for the day. It’s been a week since she gave you permission to cum and it doesn’t take much to get aroused.</p><p>“What does he get out of all of this?” your domme’s friend asks.</p><p>Your mistress turns to you and smiles. “Cuckold, tell my dear friend Sarah what you get out of being my submissive.”</p><p>“Yes, mistress,” you say before turning your attention to Sarah. “I get the deepest sense of fulfillment and happiness I’ve ever experienced in my life. I get to experience a kind of arousal and sexual satisfaction I’ve never experienced before. I get to feel the great satisfaction of making my mistress happy. Her joy brings me joy, and there’s nothing finer than making my mistress happy.”</p><p>Sarah turns to your domme and smiles. “That is the most incredible thing. How long did it take to train him to be that way?”</p><p>Your mistress stares at you and sips her wine. “Not as long as you might think. He was a little rebellious in the beginning. They all are. He came around quickly, though. The key is to be firm in your rules. The moment you bend or break even one rule you’ll never be able to train him to be what you want. If you’re firm, he’ll be the good boy you need him to be.”</p><p>“Do you ever use his cock?” Sarah asks.</p><p>Your mistress laughs. She’s not faking it, either. She finds the idea of you fucking her genuinely funny.</p><p>“No, never,” she finally says. “His cock is genuinely worthless. Truly. First, it’s pitifully small. Second, he cums far too quickly. He’s like a teenage boy in that way. When he’s allowed to cum in my presence it never lasts more than a minute. Usually he spurts his pitiful little load in less than thirty seconds. No, he understands that it’s not his place to fuck me. He understands that he will never, ever fuck me. He understands that he is worthless as a sexual being, at least in the traditional male sense.”</p><p>“So what good is he?” Sarah asks.</p><p>“Oh, he’s good for many things,” your mistress says. “He eats pussy exceptionally well. He’s wonderful at worshiping ass, as well.”</p><p>“You mean he licks your asshole?” Sarah asks.</p><p>“Of course he does. It’s a reward for him, in fact. Isn’t it?” your domme asks you.</p><p>“Yes, mistress,” you say. “I treasure being given the chance to worship your ass.”</p><p>“How filthy,” Sarah says.</p><p>“He’s a cocksucker, too,” your mistress says.</p><p>“He’s gay?” Sarah asks as her eyes go wide.</p><p>That devilish smile you love so much crosses your domme’s face. “Oh no. He’s quite straight, in fact. He understands that when he’s in my presence and under my control that he has no sexuality. He’s a tool for my pleasure. If I want to see him on his knees with a big cock in his mouth, that’s what he’ll do. If I want to see him bend over and take a cock in his ass, that’s what he’ll do.”</p><p>Your mistress puts her glass on the coffee table and stands. She walks behind you and her fingernails trace down your back, scratching you lightly along the way. Sarah watches from the couch with a fascinated look on her face.</p><p>Your mistress spreads your ass cheeks and rubs a finger over your asshole. That finger then finds its way to your mouth and she says, “Open up.”</p><p>You part your lips and your mistress pushes two fingers into your mouth. You know what she’s doing. You know those fingers are going to end up in your ass.</p><p>“He knows that his body is mine,” your mistress says as she spreads your ass cheeks once more. “He knows that if I want to fuck him, I will. It doesn’t matter what sort of implement I want to use. Whether it’s my fingers, a toy, a baseball bat, or another man’s cock, it’s his duty to take it.”</p><p>Two fingers slide into your asshole. You groan and Sarah giggles in pure delight. You’re absolutely certain you see a flash of arousal on her face.</p><p>“Isn’t that true, my little bitch boy?” your mistress asks.</p><p>“Yes, mistress,” you say, though your voice is slightly strained from the discomfort of being vigorously fucked by two of her fingers.</p><p>“Does he like it?” Sarah asks.</p><p>“It doesn’t matter,” your mistress replies as she pulls her fingers from your ass. “That’s the true pleasure of being a domme. It doesn’t matter if your sub likes any particular thing you subject him to. What matters is that he enjoys submitting. What matters is that he enjoys being put in his place as inferior to his domme.”</p><p>“Mmmm, there’s something about that I find so erotic,” Sarah says.</p><p>“The power is intoxicating,” your domme says. “It’s an incredible aphrodisiac when a man gives himself over to you. It’s intoxicating to push him further and further and see that he can take even more abuse, that he’s willing to sink even lower if it means making you happy.”</p><p>“I’m beginning to think I want that power,” Sarah says.</p><p>“Would you like to fuck him?” your mistress asks. “I have a few toys available. You could pound his little whore ass and make him scream.”</p><p>You can see that Sarah is genuinely aroused at the idea. There’s no mistaking the look in her eye.</p><p>“I’d like that, yes,” she answers.</p><p>Your mistress pulls open the coffee table drawer. Apparently, she planned for this eventuality. She pulls out a long, thick black dildo and a bottle of lube.</p><p>“Get on the couch, cuckold. On your knees like the worthless little bitch you are,” she demands.</p><p>You get on your knees. You rest your arms on the back of the couch. You feel the cool air on your asshole. You try your best to relax. There’s no reason for the dildo fucking you’re about to take to hurt any more than it has to.</p><p>“What do you want, Sarah?” your mistress asks.</p><p>“I want to fuck your submissive. I want to pound his ass with that big toy. I want to make him scream like the worthless piece of shit he is,” she says.</p><p>There’s a kind of venom in her voice that makes you a little nervous.</p><p>“Spank him,” your mistress says.</p><p>An instant later Sarah’s hand strikes your ass. The sound of flesh meeting flesh is loud and you cry out, both in pain and from the surprise of the sudden violence. She hits you again and you can hear her breathing heavily.</p><p>Your mistress applies lube to your asshole and the black dildo. “Here,” she says while handing the toy to Sarah.</p><p>“Tell me what you want,” Sarah says.</p><p>“I want you to fuck me,” you answer. “Please, fuck my ass.”</p><p>“I can’t believe how hot this is,” Sarah remarks as she presses the toy against your asshole.</p><p>It slides into you and you hear her moan of pure delight. It’s turning her on to fuck you. It’s turning you on to submit to Sarah and your mistress.</p><p>You grunt as your asshole expands. It’s a little painful. Your mistress chose one of the big toys, after all.</p><p>“Does it hurt, bitch?” Sarah asks.</p><p>You grit your teeth and nod.</p><p>“Do you want her to stop?” your mistress asks.</p><p>“No, mistress,” you say. “I want her to fuck me harder.”</p><p>Sarah fucks you harder. Pain emanates from your ass. You can hear her fervent desire, though. Sarah’s enjoying fucking your ass and that’s all that matters. You’re giving her pleasure by offering up your asshole. That is your place.</p><p>When she pulls the toy from your ass you feel it gaping open. “That was incredible,” she says.</p><p>“Do you feel it?” your mistress asks. “Do you feel the power? Do you feel the arousal that comes with it?”</p><p>Sarah laughs and says, “Yes. It’s incredible. What a high.”</p><p>“Get off the fucking couch, cuckold. On your knees,” your mistress demands.</p><p>You always find it thrilling when she talks to you like a pet. You get off the couch and drop to your knees. Your asshole feels sore and your cock is leaking precum in its cage.</p><p>Sarah and your mistress take their seats once more. They sip their wine and smile at each other. Sarah’s face is flushed red and she’s still breathing heavier than usual. She’s aroused and you feel responsible for that. It makes you smile.</p><p>“Is he always around when you fuck another man?” Sarah asks.</p><p>“No,” your mistress says. “He finds it a great pleasure to watch. That’s why it’s reserved as a reward.”</p><p>“He likes watching you fuck someone else?”</p><p>Your mistress turns to you and smiles. She reaches out and runs her fingers through your hair. She’s treating you like a pet. It turns you on.</p><p>“He does. He likes being reminded of his place. He likes seeing me offer myself to a real man in a way I would never offer myself to a worthless, small-dicked cuckold like him. He likes seeing me suck a real man’s cock. He likes seeing me offer a real man pleasure. He likes seeing someone else’s big cock slide in and out of my pussy. Don’t you, cuckold?” she asks.</p><p>“Yes, mistress,” you say.</p><p>You’ve seen her do all of those things. You imagine them as she goes down the list. Your cock aches. Your balls feel so tight against your body. You wish you were witnessing those pleasures right now. You wish precum was pouring from your caged dick as your mistress took someone else’s big cock in her pussy.</p><p>“He’s always known he’s not a real man,” your mistress says. “He’s always known he was a poor excuse for a man and that he never really stood a chance at giving a woman the kind of pleasure she craves. When I cuckold him it makes him feel good. It makes him understand his exact place in the world. It makes him understand that he’ll never, ever be able to pleasure a woman. It makes him understand that serving a superior woman is his true calling in life.”</p><p>“Does he help?” Sarah asks.</p><p>Your mistress turns to you and asks, “Do you like to help, cuckold?”</p><p>“Yes, mistress. Very much so, mistress,” you answer.</p><p>“Do you like that idea, Sarah? Do you want a cuckold that will offer himself in service of your pleasure and the pleasure of the man you’ve chosen to welcome into your body?” your domme asks.</p><p>“I do,” she says.</p><p>Again you see the lust in her eyes. It seems that Sarah quite likes the idea of being a domme.</p><p>“How do you like to help, cuckold?” your mistress asks.</p><p>“I like to help in any way you desire, mistress. It makes me happy to serve your needs and the needs of the men that satisfy you,” you answer.</p><p>“He’s a very good boy,” your mistress says to her friend. “What would you most like to see your cuckold do?”</p><p>“I want to see him suck cock,” Sarah says immediately. It seems as though the lust is flowing out of her. “I don’t know why. The idea just turns me on so much.”</p><p>“You like sucking cock for me, don’t you cuckold?” your mistress asks.</p><p>“Yes, mistress,” you admit.</p><p>She doesn’t make you suck cock all that often, but you find it thrilling. It feels like an extreme form of submission. You have no desire for a man. There’s nothing about men you find attractive. And yet, when your mistress demands that you get on your knees and fellate someone so that he can fuck her, you do it without question. Not only that, you find a deep kind of submissive pleasure in doing it.</p><p>“Sarah,” your mistress asks while reaching out and taking hold of her friend’s hand, “would you like to get fucked today? Would you like me to call someone over so you can watch the cuckold suck his cock for you? Would you like my cuckold to fluff a man for your pleasure?”</p><p>Sarah smiles and says, “I’d like that very much.”</p><p>Your mistress picks up her phone, makes a call, and with just a few words summons someone to her house. It takes less than ten minutes for him to arrive and during that time you wait on your knees while they converse.</p><p>You’ve met him before. You’ve sucked his cock before, in fact. Your mistress greets him with a kiss on the cheek and introduces Sarah.</p><p>“Oh my, you’re very handsome,” she says to the new man in your domme’s house. “And so muscular. I’ll bet you have a beautiful cock, too.”</p><p>“He certainly does,” your mistress says. “You’ll find that he’s superior to the cuckold in every way, in fact.”</p><p>“I look forward to it,” Sarah says.</p><p>“Why don’t you take over, Sarah? My cuckold is yours. Direct him as you see fit,” your mistress says.</p><p>Sarah grabs a handful of your hair and forces you to look up at her. “What are you?” she asks.</p><p>“I’m your cuckold, mistress,” you answer.</p><p>“Do you want to suck cock for me?” Sarah asks.</p><p>“Yes, mistress,” you say.</p><p>“Most straight men would recoil at the notion of sucking cock, and yet here you are telling me that’s what you want to do. You realize that you’re not a real man, right? You’re just a little faggot bitch, aren’t you?” she says.</p><p>The harshness in her voice turns you on. Her choice of words makes your cock ache.</p><p>“Yes, mistress,” you say.</p><p>“Say it, bitch,” she demands. Her grip on your hair has tightened. It’s genuinely painful.</p><p>“I’m just a little faggot bitch and I want to suck cock for you,” you say.</p><p>Sarah unzips the bull’s pants and pulls out his cock. Even in its flaccid state it puts your erect dick to shame.</p><p>“Does it make you feel pathetic, cuck?” Sarah asks. “Do you feel like the small fraction of a man you really are when you see a beautiful dick like this?”</p><p>“Yes, mistress,” you say.</p><p>“Suck his cock, cuckold,” Sarah demands.</p><p>You take the big cock into your mouth. You look up at Sarah as you do. You run your tongue over the fleshy underside of the head and swallow as much of him as you can. You’re giving a blowjob. You’re being the cocksucker your mistress said you’d be. You’re serving someone else’s needs while your dick remains locked up in chastity. You’re blowing a man that’s going to enjoy a beautiful, soaking wet pussy soon enough.</p><p>“He’s good,” the bull says.</p><p>You’re a good cocksucker. Before you met your mistress that wasn’t something you aspired to. You’d never thought about it. Now it thrills you to be thought of as a good cocksucker.</p><p>“Swallow his dick, bitch,” Sarah says as she pushes on the back of your head.</p><p>The cock disappears into your throat. You gag on it. She holds your head in place. She’s choking you with another man’s dick.</p><p>“You nasty little bitch,” she says before yanking your head back and letting you breathe once more.</p><p>Sarah strokes the cock that you’ve brought to an erect state.</p><p>“You can take him to the guest bedroom whenever you’re ready to get fucked,” your mistress says.</p><p>“I can’t wait any longer,” Sarah says before she looks down at you. “I need a real man to satisfy me. Thank you for doing such a wonderful job, cocksucker.”</p><p>Sarah turns and walks towards the guest bedroom. The bull follows her.</p><p>“Come here, cuckold,” your mistress says.</p><p>Her legs are spread. Her skirt is up around her waist. Her panties are pulled aside.</p><p>“You were very good,” she says as you approach. “You make a wonderful cocksucker. I should put your mouth to use more often in pleasing the men I bring home.” She scoots forward on the couch and her pussy comes closer. You can smell it. “Maybe I should rent out this mouth of yours. Maybe I should bring a couple of men home and have you suck them off. Maybe I should bring you to a gloryhole and have you swallow loads all day.”</p><p>She pushes her fingers in your mouth as you hold her gaze. None of that sounds particularly appealing, but you’d do it if she ordered you to. You’d do anything for your mistress.</p><p>“Worship me,” she says after pulling her fingers from your mouth.</p><p>You lean forward. You worship her pussy as Sarah’s moans float from the guest bedroom. She’s getting fucked by the man you blew. He’s inside her wet pussy. He’s going to cum. You’re locked in a cock cage and you’re not coming out until your mistress unlocks you. When you do, you’re definitely not fucking anyone. You’ll be lucky if she lets you cum without ruining your orgasm. That’s your place, though.</p>