<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=ex%20boyfriend%20bliss">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of this story.</p><p><img data-media-id="82778150" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Bethany was curled up on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand as Austin approached. He took a deep breath, sat next to her, and muted the TV.</p><p>“Can we talk?” he asked.</p><p>Bethany smiled. “Sure,” she said. “What’s up?”</p><p>Austin should have been delighted at his wife’s cheerfulness, but he knew she seemed so happy because she’d just spent the day with Buck. He knew she was still riding high from the experience of being with him. It wasn’t just the sex, either, and that’s what disturbed Austin the most. It was that Bethany seemed to be falling for Buck in a deeper kind of way. She was basking in the many joys of new love and Austin was deeply distressed because he was being left on the sidelines.</p><p>“What do I need to do to win you back?” Austin said.</p><p>Bethany smiled and casually took a sip of wine. She reached out and caressed Austin’s leg, seemingly in an attempt to calm him down. “Austin, sweetheart, you don’t have to win me back. You have me. You’ll always have me. You’re my husband, I love you very much, and that’s not going to change.”</p><p>“I know,” Austin said. “I do. It’s just…a lot of the time it feels like you’re not my wife anymore. I’m not saying that I deserve certain things as your husband, but it does feel like Buck has basically replaced me in every way that matters and I’m just not happy with that.”</p><p>“Are you sure?” Bethany asked.</p><p>“What do you mean?”</p><p>Bethany’s hand moved up his leg and caressed his thigh in small circles. “Are you sure that you’re not happy?” she asked. “I understand that your life – and our marriage, I suppose – is not what it used to be and I can see how that might cause some distress, but are you sure you’re not happy?”</p><p>Austin looked down at his wife’s hand as he tried to fight the building sense of desire. He’d been locked in chastity for more than a week and it didn’t take much to inspire a sense of lust that bordered on overwhelming.</p><p>To keep his head clear, Austin gently pulled Bethany’s hand from his leg and said, “Yes, Bethany, I’m certain that I’m not happy. You and I don’t have sex anymore. We haven’t had sex in months. Intimacy is becoming increasingly rare between us as Buck spends more and more time with you.”</p><p>Bethany put her glass on the coffee table and closed the short distance between her and Austin. She leaned closer, smiled, and her hand found its way between his legs.</p><p>“Did you listen to Buck and I have sex today?” she asked.</p><p>Austin nodded. Bethany knew he’d listened. Lying would have been foolish.</p><p>“Were you turned on when you listened?” she asked.</p><p>He nodded again.</p><p>Bethany gently massaged Austin’s locked cock through his pants and said, “If I unlocked your cock and gave you a handjob while telling you about how good Buck fucks me, would you have an incredible orgasm?”</p><p>Austin desperately wanted to offer a firmly negative response to his wife’s question. He wanted to deny that he’d even have an orgasm, let alone a good one. There was too much evidence to the contrary, though. Bethany had asked a question she already knew the answer to. “Yes, I would,” he said.</p><p>“I know happiness and satisfaction are about more than great orgasms,” Bethany said as she continued to build lust between Austin’s legs by massaging his imprisoned genitals. “I also know that the current arrangement is the only way for both of us to achieve the pleasure we crave.”</p><p>Austin wanted to claim that he could give Bethany what she needed. He wanted to assert that he could provide her with everything Buck offered, but he knew it wasn’t true.</p><p>Bethany leaned closer and kissed him. Her lips parted and her tongue slowly moved into his mouth. It was an exceptionally erotic treat and Austin couldn’t help but completely sink into a sense of deep, overwhelming desire.</p><p>“I understand that you feel like you deserve more than you’re getting, though,” Bethany said. “Thank you for saying something. I want my husband to be happy, after all, so I’m going to help you with that.”</p><p>Bethany kissed Austin again and again her tongue moved into his mouth. As their lips moved she took his hand and placed it between her legs, encouraging him to let his fingers roam. Austin gently pulled her panties aside and Bethany moaned into his mouth.</p><p>“Would you like to go down on me?” she asked. “Would you like to use that talented tongue of yours to make me cum?”</p><p>Austin nodded.</p><p>Bethany sat back and spread her legs. She moved her ass to the edge of the couch and Austin stared between her thighs at his wife’s enflamed pussy lips. The idea of tasting her, of using his tongue to make her cum, thrilled him. It was the sort of intimacy that had been sorely lacking since Buck had taken up residence in their lives.</p><p>“Make me cum,” she said. “Get on your knees and make me cum.”</p><p>Austin slid off the couch and between Bethany’s legs. He pressed his lips against her pussy and licked her clit with great fervor.</p><p>Bethany moved a hand to the back of his head and moaned. “That’s good,” she said. “Eat my pussy. Make me feel good. Make me cum.”</p><p>Austin felt the warmth emanating from his wife’s thighs and tasted the juices dripping from her pussy as his tongue explored the beautiful space between her legs. He looked up to see her eyes closed and a smile on her face. He relished the opportunity to be the cause of her pleasure.</p><p>“That’s it,” she said. “I’m getting close. I’m getting so close.”</p><p>Bethany’s thighs trembled and she arched her back. She looked towards the ceiling and soon enough a climax ripped through her.</p><p>Austin backed away from her pussy and looked up at his wife. She opened her eyes and smiled at him.</p><p>Bethany leaned forward and offered a soft kiss. “That was wonderful,” she said.</p><p>“Yes, it was,” Austin replied. “Do you think…is there a chance I could have an orgasm?”</p><p>“Not tonight,” she replied before kissing him again. It was yet another deeply passionate kiss, almost like Bethany was rewarding him for getting her off and trying to make him feel a little less frustrated about the lack of his orgasm. “Soon, though.”</p><p>She stood up and helped Austin to his feet.</p><p>“Why don’t we go to bed? We can sleep naked together. You can take me in your arms and hold me close all night. How does that sound?” she asked.</p><p>“That would be wonderful,” Austin replied.</p><p>Bethany took his hand and led her husband towards the bedroom as he smiled. She wasn’t offering everything he wanted, but it felt like progress, and that was a good thing.</p><p>There was a gentle knock on the guest bedroom door before Bethany popped her head in. “Are you still awake?” she asked.</p><p>Austin smiled and put his phone on the nightstand. “I am.”</p><p>Bethany stepped inside and Austin let his eyes wander over his wife’s body. She looked radiant in a white satin robe with delicate lace trim that barely reached the middle of her thighs.</p><p>She sat on the edge of the bed and ran her fingers up Austin’s bare leg and into his boxer shorts. Bethany stopped just short of playing with his locked cock before moving to his other leg and repeating the process.</p><p>“How do you feel?” she asked.</p><p>Austin had spent a healthy portion of his night watching his wife have sex with Buck. He’d been there from the start, witnessing their slow and sensual foreplay that included a fairly long blowjob and more than a little pussy eating on Buck’s part. He watched his wife and her boyfriend work their way through numerous positions. He watched Bethany experience two orgasms, both of which seemed exceptionally pleasurable. He was excused from the master bedroom only after Buck had climaxed and they’d shared a bit of post-coital cuddling.</p><p>“Good, all things considered,” Austin said.</p><p>“Was it difficult to watch?” Bethany asked as her fingers danced up Austin’s thigh and towards his chastised cock once more.</p><p>He nodded.</p><p>“Why?” Bethany asked.</p><p>“Because Buck gets to do what I used to do. He gets to do what I want to do. He gets to do what your husband should be doing,” Austin answered.</p><p>Bethany pulled Austin’s boxer shorts off and tossed them onto the floor, exposing his genitals in the process and making him feel more vulnerable than he expected.</p><p>“I think it’s important for you to acknowledge why Buck gets to do what you used to do,” Bethany said. “I think it’s very important, in fact.”</p><p>Austin knew what his wife was getting at but he didn’t want to verbalize it.</p><p>Bethany smiled and gently wrapped her fingers around his locked cock and testicles. “Buck is better than you, Austin. He satisfies me in ways you never have. He satisfies me in ways you aren’t capable of satisfying me. I knew that before I invited him into my bed. He was better than you before you and I even met. He wasn’t husband material, but he’s far better at fucking me than you have ever been. That’s why he gets to do the things you want to do. That’s why he gets to do the things you seem to think a husband is entitled to do.”</p><p>Austin wanted to believe that he was capable of making his wife cum like Buck had. He wanted to believe that he could make her scream like she’d screamed while riding Buck’s cock in their bed. He knew it wasn’t true, though. Of course it wasn’t true.</p><p>“I want to make love to my wife,” he said. “I know that Buck is better, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to make love to my wife.”</p><p>“Do you really believe that you deserve to make love to me?” Bethany asked.</p><p>“Yes,” Austin replied without hesitation. “I do. I absolutely do. I’m your husband, Bethany. You still wear the diamond I bought you. We still wear the rings we gave each other on our wedding day.”</p><p>Bethany smiled and leaned forward. She offered Austin a soft kiss on the cheek as she caressed his balls. “Very well,” she said.</p><p>Austin watched his wife stand and open her robe. She let it fall to the floor, revealing the breathtaking naked body he’d watched her give to another man. She lifted the chain holding his chastity key over her head and quickly unlocked him.</p><p>Austin’s pulse raced as his wife freed his cock and stroked him to an erection. She had a sweet smile on her face and it seemed very much like she was going to take his cock inside her. She was going to make love to him as he desired.</p><p>Bethany straddled Austin and sat across his thighs as her fingers returned to his cock. She gathered the precum dripping from the tip and used it to lube him. She stroked him slowly and with a perfect grip. Pleasure exploded from his loins with every delicate touch and he couldn’t help but groan.</p><p>Bethany pulled her hips forward and rubbed her pussy over the underside of Austin’s cock. She teased the tip with the warmth and wetness of her flesh and he groaned. He was so close to being inside his wife for the first time in months. He’d convinced her that he deserved to make love to her. He was about to enjoy the pleasures he deserved as her husband.</p><p>“Please,” Austin said. “Bethany, take me inside you.”</p><p>Bethany smiled and moved her hips faster. She rubbed her pussy over Austin’s cock but she refused to take him inside.</p><p>“A real man wouldn’t beg for it,” she said. “He’d take it.”</p><p>Austin gripped the sheets as he felt a surge of pleasure between his legs.</p><p>“A real man would already be inside me. A real man would have thrown me on to the bed and slid his cock into my wet, needy pussy.”</p><p>Bethany’s hips moved faster as Austin felt paralyzed by the sense of sexual joy emanating from his loins.</p><p>“You don’t deserve to fuck me,” she said. “You don’t even deserve to feel the heat of my pussy against your cock. You don’t even deserve a handjob, Austin. You should be thankful that I ever let your cock out of chastity. You should be thankful I show it any attention at all. You have failed at the most basic thing a husband is supposed to provide his wife. You have always been inferior in the bedroom. Sex with you has always been underwhelming. The orgasms you’ve provided have always been boring. Your tongue has always offered far more pleasure than your cock, which is why you don’t deserve to fuck me. It’s why you’ll never deserve to fuck me again. It’s why you’ll only ever fuck me if you do something extraordinary to earn the pleasure of my pussy.”</p><p>To his horror, Austin couldn’t help but cum. His loins seized up and a huge volley of semen launched from the tip of his cock as pleasure rushed through his body. He cried out as his wife sat across his thighs and used her hands to milk every drop of semen from his balls.</p><p>“That’s it,” she said. “Let it all out. Let all that frustration out. Let all that anger out. Let it all out and embrace your place in the process. Remember that you’re in our guest bedroom. Remember that you just watched someone else fuck me because I prefer having his cock inside me. Remember that he’s going to spend the night in our bed and I’m going to fall asleep in his arms. Remember that you’re going to spend the night in chastity. Remember that this is your place.”</p><p>Her words filled his head as Austin’s orgasm played itself out, leaving streaks of cum on his chest and a touch of mental anguish in its wake.</p><p>“I love you, Austin,” Bethany said. “I will always love you. I understand that this has been hard for you and I’m going to help with that. I’m going to help you embrace your place. I’m going to help you grow more comfortable with your role in our marriage.”</p><p>Austin searched for a response, but nothing came.</p><p>“We’re going to start with a new chastity cage. It should be more comfortable,” Bethany said as she stood and crossed the room. She opened the top drawer of the dressed and pulled out a black velvet bag that she must have placed there some time ago.</p><p>Bethany poured the pieces onto the bed between Austin’s legs and smiled as she looked at his softening cock.</p><p>She secured the metal ring around his testicles and placed the sheath around his cock. It was impossible not to notice that the device was smaller.</p><p>“Yes, it’s a little smaller,” Bethany said as if she’d developed a mind-reading skill. “It will be more comfortable that way, I promise. The other cage allowed a little room for your cock to grow, which I’m sure led to even more discomfort when you were aroused. That room doesn’t exist in this cage.”</p><p>She locked the chastity device in place and Austin looked down. The fit was exceptionally snug, though he wasn’t sure he believed that it would be better for him. It didn’t matter, though. It was already locked and Bethany had the key.</p><p>“Be sure to clean up your mess before you go to sleep. I don’t want you getting cum all over the sheets,” Bethany said. She stood up, put her robe back on, and leaned to give Austin a kiss on the cheek. “Buck and I are going to fuck again. I’d like you to leave the door open so you can listen. It’s important for you to understand that he’s better than you, Austin, so try and take it all in.”</p><p>Bethany left before Austin could respond. Not long after he heard Buck’s moan. Bethany was almost certain going down on her boyfriend. Austin left the door open as his wife desired. He listened and wondered what Bethany meant when she’d said she was going to help him grow more comfortable with his new role in their marriage. Was his life about to change more than it already had?</p>