You were just going to masturbate. You were going to jerk off to your favorite cuckold videos and browse the cuckoldress personal ads on Fetlife and stroke your cock while fantasizing about actually making your submissive desires a reality. Then you came across the ad that changed your life:<p><strong>Couple Seeks Submissive Cuckold</strong></p><blockquote>My husband and I are seeking a submissive cuckold to serve us. Expect heavy humiliation, sexual servitude, punishment, objectification, and pain. You will be kept in chastity in our presence.</blockquote><blockquote>We’d like to find someone to make our long term submissive, but we’re going to take it slow at first. My husband and I are both dominant and we need a sub (with few limits) to serve us in every way imaginable.</blockquote><blockquote>Do not contact us unless you’re willing to do the following: Wear a chastity device (you must own one before you contact us), suck cock, clean creampies, worship pussy and ass (mine and his), endure spankings and other punishments, get fucked (my strapon and his cock), and endure public humiliation.</blockquote><p>Their ad was the one that made you cum. You imagined wearing a chastity device for this couple. You imagined sucking his cock before he fucked his wife. You imagined licking his cum out of her and then worshiping her ass. You imagined taking a strapon. You even imagined taking his cock. It was every submissive fantasy you’d ever had rolled into one.</p><p>The next day, you went back to the ad. You browsed their profile. You read a few of their posts. You jerked off to pictures of the couple. You stared at his cock and imagined sucking it before he fucked her. You stared at her ass and imagined your face between her cheeks.</p><p>Buying a chastity device was the first step towards the decision that would change your life. You told yourself it didn’t mean you were actually going to contact them. You said it would just be fun to try it out. You’d masturbated to chastity pictures and captions before and you wanted to see what it would be like to lock yourself.</p><p>You liked being locked. You liked how horny you felt all the time. You liked the tightness of the cage on your cock. You liked that little bit of pain when you’d get aroused. Ultimately, it was your time in the chastity device that made you send that first message.</p><blockquote>Hi,</blockquote><blockquote>I’ve never done anything like this before and I don’t have any experience being a submissive, but I can’t stop thinking about your ad looking for a submissive cuckold.</blockquote><blockquote>We actually live in the same state so I wouldn’t have to relocate to serve you. Have you found anyone yet? Would you be willing to take on someone without any experience?</blockquote><blockquote>Thanks</blockquote><p>Your cock throbbed in its cage as you wrote the message. Your hands were trembling as you clicked send. You figured they wouldn’t even get back to you, but you were serious about serving them. For the first time in your life, you were sharing your submissive desires.</p><p>You were sitting at your computer debating whether or not to unlock your cock and masturbate when a reply came in.</p><blockquote>Hello Cuck,</blockquote><blockquote>We’re willing to train an inexperienced submissive. We’re not willing to waste time with someone just playing out a fantasy. If you want to be considered, send a picture of your cock in chastity. Write a note saying “I want to be your submissive” and hold it in the picture to prove you’re for real and we’ll talk further.</blockquote><p>Your heart pounded as you read the message. They were interested. Were you? It took only a few moments to decide that you would take the picture. What was the worst that could happen? It was only a picture of your cock in a chastity device. No one would know it was you. Even if these people turned out to be fakes, there was no harm in it.</p><p>You quickly wrote the note as instructed and held it above your locked cock to snap a picture. In a few moments you sent it to the dominant couple as they’d requested. A few minutes later a response came in:</p><blockquote>Hello Cuck,</blockquote><blockquote>Good boy! Thank you for the picture. Your little cock looks suitably useless in its cage. We’d like to meet you. We’ll begin at a Starbucks and if things go well we can all go back to our house to begin your training. It goes without saying that your cock will need to be locked for the meeting and all subsequent in person sessions with us.</blockquote><p>It all happened so quickly. You went from fantasizing about serving this couple to setting a meeting to see if they’d take you on as their submissive-in-training. Still locked, you couldn’t control your excitement. Your cock throbbed and dripped precum out the small opening at the tip of the chastity device. You fought the urge to masturbate, instead choosing to luxuriate in the overwhelming excitement of what the next day might hold for you.</p><p><br></p><p>Doug and Lena were in their late 40s and both were exceptionally fit. He was tall, handsome, effortlessly charming and blessed with a strong jaw, a full head of dark hair, and a strong handshake. She was slender, leggy brunette with big breasts, a perfectly shaped nose, and big blue eyes that seemed to stare into your soul as you shook her hand.</p><p>“I’m glad you showed up,” Lena said as you sat down with them at the Starbucks. “We’ve had more than a few potential submissives bail on us.”</p><p>Her use of the word submissive caused you to whip your head around to see if anyone had heard or was staring and wondering what the three of you were talking about. When you turned back they both had stern looks on their faces.</p><p>“You’ll need to get over your fear of exposure,” Doug said. “If we take you on as our submissive, people will know. Our friends will certainly know and we will subject you to public humiliation. That’s all part of the training though. We don’t expect you to be perfect from the beginning.”</p><p>“This is going to be a long process,” Lena said as she reached across the table and took your hand in hers. Her fingers were soft and warm and the way she ran them over your skin instantly soothed you. “There isn’t much we can do at a coffee shop though, so why don’t we go back to our house.”</p><p>Without waiting for your confirmation, Doug and Lena stood and walked out. You left your drink on the table and followed behind them. You couldn’t ignore the throbbing between your legs. You wanted this.</p><p>“We’ll take our car,” Doug said. “We’ll drop you off afterwards. Come on. Get in the back seat.”</p><p>You climbed into the back seat of their Range Rover without hesitation. You noticed a smile on Lena’s face.</p><p>She turned to face you and said, “It’s a short drive. Ten minutes or so. In the mean time, why don’t you tell me how long you’ve had these submissive fantasies?”</p><p>“It’s been as long as I can remember, to be honest,” you said. “One of the first things I ever masturbated to was female domination stories with strapon sex, facesitting, humiliation, that sort of thing. I’ve always been more turned on by sub stuff than anything else.”</p><p>Lena smiled at you. “That’s good. We like to hear that, don’t we Doug?”</p><p>“We certainly do,” he said while looking at you in the rearview mirror.</p><p>A few silent minutes passed before Lena turned around again and said, “Strip.”</p><p>Dumbfounded, you said “Sorry, what?”</p><p>“I’m not in the habit of asking for things twice. If you can’t do what you’re told the first time I tell you to do it, we’re not going to get very far in your training. Now strip!” Lena yelled.</p><p>You followed Lena’s orders, sufficiently chastened by her tone and the volume of her voice. Soon your clothes were in a pile next to you and your bare ass rested against the cool leather of their luxury SUV’s seats.</p><p>“Good boy,” Lena said. “I’m glad you wore your chastity cage or you’d be on the side of the road right now and your clothes would still be in our car.” Something about her tone made you believe she wasn’t kidding.</p><p>Soon Doug pulled the car onto a long driveway and you watched as a beautiful house came into view. It was a large, two story Cape Cod style home surrounded by tall trees with a large porch and a three car garage. Much to your disappointment, the garage doors never opened as Doug turned off the car in the driveway.</p><p>“In the house,” Lena ordered.</p><p>Fear rushed through you, but you could only see one neighbor’s house so you figured it was safe enough to scamper to the front door without being seen naked.</p><p>“Stay there,” Doug said as he pointed to the welcome mat after the three of you had entered their beautifully designed home.</p><p>You felt exposed wearing nothing but the chastity cage around your cock. For the first time in a long time, there was genuine fear running through you. It was a fear of the unknown more than anything else. You had no idea what you were about to experience and you were literally laid bare, standing there at the entrance to the home of these two strangers.</p><p>“Come,” Lena said as she led you to living room. “On your knees,” she ordered. You sank to your knees and looked up at her and Doug as they stood in front of you. “You’re not the first prospective cuckold submissive to be in this position. Several have come before you and none made it to the second session.”</p><p>Lena walked behind you as she continued. “As I said when we talked on Fetlife, we’re not expecting you to be perfect right out of the gate. You made it clear you’re inexperienced and we’re okay with that. What we can’t stand are the men that are too cowardly to commit to anything. They get scared and run away at the first touch of pain against their flesh or refuse to open their mouths when Doug produces his cock for a blowjob.”</p><p>Lena appeared in front of you again, this time holding a riding crop. “You’re not going to do that, are you?” she asked.</p><p>“No,” you answered, and Lena brought the riding crop down on your chest. You cried out in pain.</p><p>“You will refer to me as mistress and Doug as master. Do you understand?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes mistress,” you said with the pain still obvious in your voice.</p><p>“Do you want to be trained as a submissive cuckold?” Doug asked in a stern voice.</p><p>“Yes master,” you replied.</p><p>“Do you understand that your sole purpose will be to meet our needs and that your desires won’t matter in the slightest?” he asked.</p><p>“Yes master.”</p><p>“Good. Then it’s time for your first lesson.” Doug unzipped his pants and let them drop to the floor. His briefs followed and an impressively large flaccid cock appeared. “As our cuckold you will be a cocksucker. When you’re told to suck cock you’ll do it without hesitation. Do you understand?”</p><p>You looked at his big cock and imagined it in your mouth. You imagined be made to suck it often. You imagined fluffing him every time he fucked his wife. “Yes master, I understand,” you said.</p><p>“Very good. Then suck my cock,” Doug ordered.</p><p>You moved closer and took his soft cock in your hand. You opened up and took him into your mouth. For the first time in your life you had a dick on your tongue.</p><p>“Damn!” Doug cried out. “Watch the teeth, bitch!”</p><p>“It’s okay, honey. Let me help him,” Lena said in a soothing voice as she got her knees next to you. “You know every cocksucker needs a little help.” She turned to you. “Isn’t that right, cocksucker? You need a little help, don’t you?”</p><p>You felt genuine embarrassment at your inability to perform. “Yes mistress. Please help me.”</p><p>“Of course I will sweetie,” she said with a smile. “As Doug has already mentioned, it’s very important that you avoid running your teeth over his cock. This is a very sensitive instrument and it doesn’t like pain. He’s also quite large, as I’m sure you noticed, which means you’ll probably need to use your lips as a barrier between your teeth and his flesh. Here, let me show you.”</p><p>You watched as Lena took her husband’s big cock into her mouth and sucked him. It was beautiful beyond words, and the closest you’d ever been to a blowjob in person. She closed her eyes and sucked him passionately as he moaned. You felt jealous of her skill. You wanted to be a cocksucker like that.</p><p>Lena let the big cock pop out of her mouth and smiled at you. “Here, you try.”</p><p>You took the now hard shaft in your hand and opened up again. This time you made sure your lips shielded his cock from your teeth and took him into your mouth again.</p><p>Doug groaned. “Ahhh. That’s much better. There you go. Keep sucking me just like that.”</p><p>“That’s so much better!” Lena said as she watched you blow her husband. “You’ll be a world class cocksucker in no time. And don’t worry; you’re going to have lots of practice.”</p><p>Suddenly, Doug grabbed your head and forced his cock deep into your mouth. Your gag reflex triggered, but he didn’t stop. He pushed you deeper, making you take more. Only when you pushed against his thighs did he relent.</p><p>You gasped for air when his cock finally left your mouth. Long strings of mucous ran from your lips to his cock and eventually dripped onto your chest.</p><p>“Awww, did you gag on his cock?” Lena asked with a laugh. You burned with humiliation as she giggled at your expense. “Well, I guess you’re not much of a cocksucker yet, are you?” she said as she stood and picked up her riding crop.</p><p>“Bad cocksuckers need to be punished, don’t they Doug?” she asked.</p><p>“They certainly do,” Doug responded.</p><p>You heard the riding crop move through the air before the little leather strip landed on your ass. You cried out in pain and reached back to soothe the stinging flesh. Another strike landed, this time on the other cheek. Again you cried out, but this time actual tears formed in your eyes. The pain was so intense you couldn’t stop them.</p><p>“Please, stop,” you pleaded.</p><p>“You should have been a better cocksucker,” Lena said before striking you again with the riding crop.</p><p>You fell to the floor, your body writhing in pain and tears flowing freely. It was only three strokes and yet the suffering was so intense.</p><p>Doug stood above you stroking his cock. “I think we might have found one that’s going to stick around, honey.”</p><p>“You might be right,” Lena said as she moved next to her husband and took his big balls in her hand. She rolled them in her fingers as they kissed and Doug continued to masturbate. You were curled into a ball on the floor watching them connect and it was strangely arousing.</p><p>Doug groaned and his cock exploded in orgasm. His cum rained down on you, splashing on your face, side, legs, and ass. You closed your eyes and curled up tighter as he soiled you with his seed.</p><p>When he was finished Lena dropped a towel on the floor next to you. “Clean up, slut, and I’ll take you back to your car.”</p><p>Part 2 Coming Soon</p>