<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=consulting%20the%20chh">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="59059835" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“Can we…can I watch you use the toy?” Alan asked.</p><p>Peyton smiled. It had been a few days since her first foray into dominating and humiliating her husband and she’d purposefully shied away from mentioning it since then. She wanted to see how he reacted to the light dose of humiliation she’d offered.</p><p>“You certainly can,” Peyton said as she stood up and took her husband’s hand in hers. They walked towards the bedroom as she asked, “Have you been thinking about it?”</p><p>“I have,” he said quietly.</p><p>Peyton pulled him into the bedroom and turned to face her husband as she pulled him close. “You don’t have to be embarrassed, honey. It’s supposed to be arousing. I mean, how many men get to experience arousal as a result of their shortcomings?” she asked as her hand moved between his legs and massaged his already-stiff cock.</p><p>Alan groaned as Peyton kissed him softly. She felt a newfound kind of confidence at his eagerness to continue playing in the manner she’d introduced just a few days prior. It was time to enact the next piece of advice from The Cuckold Humiliation Handbook.</p><p><strong>The Handbook Says: Take Control of Your Cuckold’s Orgasms</strong></p><p>“There’s one condition to my willingness to fuck the toy for you,” Peyton said.</p><p>“Anything,” Alan replied.</p><p>She smiled, stepped back, and said, “You only get to cum if I give you permission. I control your orgasms.”</p><p>The look on his face made it clear that Alan wasn’t entirely on board with the notion of sacrificing control over his ability to climax.</p><p>Peyton countered with a striptease, slowly removing each article of clothing as her husband stared at her lithe body. His cock was still rock hard and she could see a little precum stain at the front of his pants.</p><p>“Come here,” Peyton said as she sat on the edge of the bed.</p><p>She spread her legs as Alan stepped closer and stared into his eyes while reaching out to take one of his hands and place it on her breast. His fingers immediately began to knead the soft flesh and Peyton closed her eyes and moaned. It felt quite good, especially when he concentrated his efforts on her nipple.</p><p>Peyton unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock as he played with her tits. She moved her fingers up and down the erect flesh, rubbing the tip and using the precum to lube him and make Alan moan.</p><p>“It won’t be so bad,” Peyton said. “Giving me control, that is. You won’t be able to cum exactly when you want, but you might find it’s even more fun this way.”</p><p>Peyton reached up and pushed down on her husband’s shoulders. He took the hint and fell to his knees between her legs. His gaze focused on her pussy as Peyton let her fingers drift up the soft, smooth skin of her thighs and gently parted her labia.</p><p>“Don’t you want to make me happy, honey? Don’t you want to satisfy your wife?” Peyton asked.</p><p>Alan looked up at her and nodded as she reached out and pulled his mouth to her pussy.</p><p>“Taste me,” she said.</p><p>Peyton smiled, closed her eyes, and moaned as Alan ate her pussy with his skilled tongue.</p><p>“Mmmm, your cock has never been worth much, but your tongue is spectacularly talented, dear,” Peyton said, eliciting a moan from her husband. “You like that, don’t you? You like being able to please me in some way since your dick is so worthless for making my pussy cum.”</p><p>Alan slipped two fingers inside her and assaulted Peyton’s clit with his tongue, making her moan as she grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled hard.</p><p>“You’ll get to do more of this if you give me control of your orgasms, honey. You’ll cum less, but you’ll get to worship my pussy more often. You’ll get to make me cum more often. You’ll get to feel like you’re not entirely useless as a sexual partner much more often,” Peyton said.</p><p>She looked down at her husband, pulled his head away from her pussy, and asked, “Now, do you want to give me control of your orgasms? Do you want to sacrifice the ability to cum whenever you please in the name of making your wife happy?”</p><p>Alan hesitated for a moment before nodding and saying, “Yes.”</p><p>“Good. Now stand up and take your clothes off,” she said before crawling across the bed and pulling her toy from the nightstand.</p><p>Alan was naked by the time Peyton turned around and she smiled and said, “Get in the bed, honey. Lay on your back with your legs spread. Don’t you dare touch your cock, though.”</p><p>Alan got in bed and spread his legs. Peyton moved like she was going to straddle her husband and take his cock inside her, but instead she sat so they were arranged crotch to crotch. His cock was tantalizingly close to her pussy, but of course he wouldn’t be permitted inside her.</p><p>Instead, Peyton rubbed the head of the dildo around her slippery cunt and then pushed it inside as Alan watched.</p><p>“I can’t believe I waited this long to replace your cock,” Peyton said as she felt the bliss of the dildo stretching her out.</p><p>She smiled as the pleasure and pain of humiliation washed across her husband’s face. She enjoyed the way his cock seemed to bob and bounce as arousal surged through him.</p><p>Peyton pulled the toy from her pussy and held it up. It glistened with her juices as she looked at Alan and said, “My pussy gets wetter for this toy than it ever has for your cock. Isn’t that incredible? Doesn’t that tell you just how useless your dick is to me?”</p><p>Alan reached down and wrapped his fingers around his cock and began to stroke. Peyton sat up, grabbed his wrist and squeezed tight enough for him to wince.</p><p>“Alan, honey, we can either explore a way for me to achieve the sexual pleasure I crave or we can go our separate ways,” she said. “Do you understand what I’m saying?”</p><p>Alan nodded.</p><p>“My goal is to make this as satisfying for you as it is for me, but that’s going to happen on my terms, not on yours. You’ve spent the entirety of our marriage satisfying your needs without much concern for mine and I’m no longer okay with that. I understand that it’s going to take practice to learn how to please me, but I need you to commit to that practice or I will leave you. Do you understand?” she said.</p><p>Alan released his cock and let his hand fall to the bed. Peyton wished she didn’t have to be so harsh with him, but his inability to make it more than a few minutes without selfishly pulling on his cock made it clear that Alan wasn’t nearly as committed to her pleasure as she needed him to be.</p><p>“I’m sorry,” he said.</p><p>“I know, but saying you’re sorry isn’t good enough, Alan. You have to act like you’re committed to giving me what I need and you have to trust that I’m going to give you what you need, even if it might feel like I’m denying you what you need.”</p><p>Peyton stroked his cock slowly and watched as her husband’s emotional agony washed away. It was quickly replaced by a deep sense of pleasure as he closed his eyes and moaned.</p><p>“Unfortunately, you don’t get to watch me fuck the toy,” she said. “That’s something you have to earn, and your inability to keep your hand off your disappointing cock means you don’t get to experience that treat. Instead, I’m going to sit on your face and you’re going to make me cum with the only part of you that’s worth a damn sexually,” Peyton said.</p><p>She released her husband’s cock and swiftly sat on his face. Alan seemed surprised at the force with which she smothered him but he quickly put his tongue to use in offering Peyton the pleasure she craved.</p><p>“That’s it, honey,” Peyton said. “Eat my pussy. Make me cum. Give your wife the orgasm she craves. Satisfy me.”</p><p>Peyton felt a sense of power surge through her as she rode her husband’s face for the first time in a long, long time. She’d never ridden him with such dominant intent, either, and it felt remarkably good to simply demand that he make her cum without considering his need for a climax. He didn’t deserve a climax. He’d thrown away his ability to cum when he’d been unable to refrain from masturbating.</p><p>Peyton closed her eyes, threw her head back, and had a beautiful orgasm on her husband’s face. She sat down and her pussy lips spread over his mouth and nose as her thighs trembled and the sheer joy of a dominant climax rushed through her body.</p><p>When Peyton lifted her pussy from Alan’s face she laughed at the mess her juices had left behind.</p><p>“That was a lovely orgasm, honey,” she said while laying next to her husband and reaching down to tease his cock.</p><p>It dawned on Peyton that it was a perfect time to try something else from the Handbook.</p><p><strong>The Handbook Says: Practice Tease and Denial with Verbal Humiliation</strong></p><p>“Does that feel good?” Peyton said as she cuddled up next to Alan.</p><p>“Yes,” he said.</p><p>She stroked him slowly and mostly kept her fingers away from the head of his cock, ensuring he wouldn’t get anywhere near an orgasm.</p><p>“Did it feel good to make me cum?” she asked. “Did it feel good when I came all over your face?”</p><p>Alan moaned and said, “Yes.”</p><p>Peyton kissed his neck and played with his balls before whispering, “And how does it feel to know that your tongue makes me cum harder than your cock ever has?”</p><p>Alan didn’t have an answer for that, nor was Peyton expecting one. She liked that he couldn’t help but groan, though. She liked that he was experiencing deep, beautiful arousal as she explained that his dick couldn’t satisfy her.</p><p>“How does it feel to know that you’ve been replaced by a dildo? That you’ve actually been surpassed by a dildo. That a long, thick rubber cock makes me feel better and makes me cum harder than this poor excuse for a dick you have between your legs?” Peyton asked as she slowly ran her fingers up the underside of her husband’s shaft.</p><p>Peyton squeezed the head of Alan’s cock and precum slowly poured from the tip. She collected it with her fingers and gently rubbed the underside of his cock head, providing a wondrous sensation that made him tremble.</p><p>“Your dick is so hard, honey. Does that mean you want to cum?” Peyton asked.</p><p>“Yes, please,” Alan said without hesitation. “Please let me cum.”</p><p>“I figured that’s what you wanted,” Peyton said with obvious delight in her voice. “The question is whether or not you deserve to cum.”</p><p>Peyton squeezed the head of his cock just hard enough to make Alan wince.</p><p>“I’m not sure you do,” she continued. “You were a bad boy, after all. You tried to masturbate just a few minutes after I told you I was in control. You just couldn’t keep your hands away from your cock.”</p><p>“I’m sorry,” Alan said. “I won’t do it again, I promise.”</p><p>“You shouldn’t make promises you can’t keep, honey,” Peyton said. “You really shouldn’t.”</p><p>She collected his precum once again and swiftly stroked her husband’s throbbing cock with a tight grip. Alan’s hips pushed into the air and he cried out in pleasure as Peyton pleasured him.</p><p>She released his dick and an anguished groan escaped her husband’s lips. Arousal coursed through her body, the result of teasing Alan and getting him to a place of such intense desire that he seemed to be on the verge of madness.</p><p>“Close your eyes,” Peyton said.</p><p>Alan did as he was told and she picked up the dildo. She rubbed her clit and moved the head of the toy around her pussy lips before sliding it deep inside.</p><p>“Keep your eyes closed,” Peyton said. “I’m going to fuck my toy and you don’t deserve to watch.”</p><p>Alan groaned, but he kept his eyes closed.</p><p>Peyton was wet enough that she could fuck herself hard and fast with the dildo, generating wonderfully slippery sounds to go along with her moans of pleasure.</p><p>Alan writhed in the bed next to her, seemingly driven by a deep desire to watch his wife fuck the toy she’d replaced him with.</p><p>“Keep your eyes closed, honey,” she said. “I know you want to watch me satisfy my pussy. I know you want to watch this big cock stretching me out and filling me like yours never has. I know you want to see your wife get fucked by a cock that can actually satisfy her, but you don’t deserve that. Not today. Not after you disobeyed me and tried to play with your cock. You deserve to sit there with your eyes closed and your dick throbbing. That’s all you deserve.”</p><p>Lust rushed through Peyton’s body as she humiliated her husband. She felt the same kind of power that she knew she’d soon be addicted to. She felt a deep, burning desire to turn him into the exact kind of man she needed him to be. Best of all, Peyton was completely certain that Alan would eventually become that man.</p><p>She closed her eyes and imagined another man between her legs. She imagined him sliding in and out of her pussy. She imagined him fucking her like she desperately craved. She imagined him giving her the pleasure her husband couldn’t.</p><p>“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Peyton cried out. “This big cock is going to make me cum!”</p><p>Peyton screamed in pleasure and buried the dildo inside her as she experienced a beautiful, body-shaking orgasm.</p><p>“You can open your eyes,” Peyton said.</p><p>Alan opened his eyes and looked between her legs as Peyton pulled the toy from her pussy and showed him how slippery it was.</p><p>His refusal to tear his gaze from the dildo gave Peyton a naughty idea. With a smile she brought the toy to her lips and took it in her mouth. She sucked and licked it clean and fantasized about doing that same thing for another man. She thought about giving head to someone with a truly spectacular cock and was surprised and delighted to feel a surge of desire between her legs mere moments after cumming.</p><p>Better still was Alan’s reaction. His eyes went wide as she gave the toy a blowjob and for a moment he lifted his hand from the bed and reached for his cock. He fought off the urge before Peyton had to stop him, leaving her to enjoy the fact that Alan wanted to masturbate while he watched her suck cock.</p><p>Peyton pulled the toy from her mouth, rolled onto her side, held the toy between Alan’s legs and said, “If you had a dick this big I’m not sure I’d be able to stop sucking your cock. It’s too bad that you don’t.”</p><p>Alan groaned and Peyton laughed before rolling away from him, putting the toy on the nightstand, and getting out of bed.</p><p>“You won’t be cumming tonight,” she informed him. “And while I understand it’s going to be difficult, I expect you to refrain from jerking yourself off. I will be deeply disappointed if you masturbate. I refuse to stay with a man that cannot control himself in that manner. Do you understand?”</p><p>“I do,” he replied. “I won’t masturbate.”</p><p>“Good,” she said while approaching his side of the bed. She leaned down to give Alan a soft kiss and added, “I promise I’m going to help you experience a kind of sexual pleasure you didn’t know was possible. You’re just going to have to have faith in me. Okay?”</p><p>“Okay,” he said.</p><p>Peyton smiled, kissed him again, and got dressed. She wasn’t entirely sure Alan would keep his promise, but she would find a way to punish him if he didn’t. She just hoped it wouldn’t come to that. She hoped she could concentrate on the fun stuff, like getting her husband ready to be a cuckold.</p>