<p>In concert with a new blog post on my website, <a href="http://beccabellamy.net/naughty-cuckold-humiliation-ideas/" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">Deliciously Naughty Cuckold Humiliation Ideas</a>, I’ll be posting a new cuckold humiliation most days throughout November and December. It begins with the mild ideas and I’ll work my way up to the extreme humiliation play. Stick around and you’ll get to enjoy a whole lot of lovely stories as a member of the Femdom tier.</p><p><img data-media-id="15915426" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p><strong>The Idea</strong></p><p>If your husband is like most cuckolds, he desperately wants to watch you get fucked and he really wants to jerk off while another man’s cock is filling you. Deny him that pleasure. Let him watch, but forbid him from masturbating. If he can’t be trusted, then lock his cock in a chastity device. </p><p>Even better, tie him to a chair with a really good view of the sex. His hands will be bound and he’ll be insanely aroused but completely unable to do anything about it. To make it extra painful, get him hard after you tie him up and then leave him to join your lover in bed and have mind-blowing sex while your cuck watches.</p><p><strong>The Story</strong></p><p>Your wife’s bull was coming over that evening and you were heading to the bedroom to get things ready, as was your duty. You were armed with fresh sheets and a stack of towels for any clean up.</p><p>You walked in, set the sheets on the bed, and noticed a chair from the dining room table sitting next to the bed. Undeterred, you went about making the bed and ensuring everything was in its place for the evening. It wasn’t until your wife walked in to change into her lingerie that you asked about the chair.</p><p>“What’s the chair for, honey?” you asked.</p><p>“It’s for you,” she said cheerfully.</p><p>When your wife emerged from the closet she looked astoundingly sexy in a tight red basque, red lace thong, and red fishnets.</p><p>You stared as she sauntered across the room and pulled your mouth to hers for a slow, sensual kiss. You were surprised by her affection; normally she reserves all physical pleasure for her bull on days when he’s coming over.</p><p>She could sense your delight and offered a beautiful smile after the kiss. You were equally surprised when she unbuttoned your pants and pulled them off along with your underwear. Your now-stiff cock was free and her fingers wrapped around it.</p><p>“This little guy won’t be fucking me tonight, obviously, but he deserves a little bit of pleasure, doesn’t he?” she asked while softly jerking you off.</p><p>You nodded in response to her question. It felt so good to have her stroke you like that.</p><p>“Sit down for me,” she said, guiding you gently into the chair next to the bed. You sat and watched as your wife fell to her knees in front of you. “I’m going to do this very thing for him tonight,” she said before wrapping her lips around your cock.</p><p>It had been months since she’d last given you a blowjob and it felt incredible. You’d forgotten how terrific her mouth felt when she wanted to give you pleasure.</p><p>“How does that feel?” she asked.</p><p>“It’s amazing,” you said. “I forgot how good you are.”</p><p>She stroked you slowly. “I don’t really suck your cock anymore, do I?” she asked. “I guess I just don’t feel the need now that I have his big dick to play with.” Your wife smiled at you. She loves humiliating you.</p><p>“Stay there,” your wife said as she walked to the nightstand on her side of the bed. She returned with four white cable ties.</p><p>“What are those for?” you asked.</p><p>“For you, silly,” your wife answered as she wrapped one of the cable ties around your wrist and pulled it tight. She proceeded to do the same thing with your other wrist and both your ankles, leaving you bound to the chair.</p><p>You had a moment of panic as you struggled against the exceptionally strong cable ties. Who knew a piece of plastic could effectively chain you to a chair?</p><p>“Don’t struggle, honey,” your wife said in a soothing voice. You stopped trying to gain your freedom long enough to look up into her beautiful brown eyes. She smiled. “I know you’re used to masturbating while Darren and I fuck and I wanted to change things up a little. Tonight you’re going to watch and you’re not allowed to touch your little dick.”</p><p>“But, why?” you whined. You’d become accustomed to masturbating while your wife and her bull had sex. It was your favorite way to cum.</p><p>“Because you don’t always get what you want, cuckold,” your wife said harshly. She had no tolerance for your whining. “This little thing,” she said while flicking the tip of your dick with her index finger, “offers me no pleasure, especially since I’ve started fucking Darren. Tonight you’re going to learn what it’s like to be denied the pleasure you crave just like I was denied the pleasure I craved for the first five years of our marriage. Do you understand?”</p><p>She seemed genuinely annoyed with you. “Yes, I understand,” you answered meekly. The truth was, she was right. You hadn’t been able to offer her the kind of sex she clearly needed for the first five years of your marriage. You just couldn’t do the job. She had to bring in another man to do it. Darren had taken your place between her legs and now he offered her the satisfaction she so badly craved.</p><p>“Good boy,” she said before leaning down and offering another passionate tongue kiss while stroking your cock.</p><p>You moaned into her mouth, quietly begging her to let you cum. It was not to be.</p><p>Soon, Darren arrived. He laughed when he saw you naked and tied to a chair with your little cock as stiff as steel.</p><p>“Come here,” your wife said before pulling him against her body and kissing him eagerly. You thought back to the kiss she’d given you and knew it didn’t compare to what she was offering him. It was just a kiss, but somehow she offered him her whole body. It was passionate in a way that made your little dick throb harder. It was your wife making it perfectly clear who the real man was in your relationship.</p><p>She looked at you while falling to her knees in front of Darren and pulling out his cock. It dwarfed yours. You could see the lust in her eyes as she stroked him and licked the head of his incredible dick.</p><p>“This is what a real man’s cock looks like, cuckold,” she said before taking him into her mouth and moving as far down the shaft as she could. You watched your wife blow another man – a much bigger man – and your dick dripped precum. You again tried to break free from the cable ties, but you lacked the strength.</p><p>Your wife finally let Darren’s cock out of her mouth and walked over to you. She bent over and you figured she was going to kiss you and make you taste him on her lips and tongue.</p><p>“Fuck me,” she said to Darren while taking your bound hands in hers. “Fuck me while the cuck wishes he could stroke his pathetic little cock.”</p><p>Darren moved behind your wife and guided his big cock between her pussy lips. You looked into her eyes as he filled her. You saw them roll back. You saw them flutter as she relished the pleasure of having a bigger, better cock inside her. You listened as an involuntary moan of pleasure escaped her lips.</p><p>“Oh fuck, he’s so fucking big,” she said in a low whisper. Your wife looked down at your turgid little dick and laughed. “He’s so much bigger than that pathetic little nub you call a cock,” she said.</p><p>Darren pounded her from behind while she held onto your hands and the arms of the chair for balance. “He’s fucking your wife, cuck. He’s fucking me with his big cock. He’s fucking me like a real man is supposed to fuck a woman. He’s fucking me like you’ve never been able to fuck me, you pathetic excuse for a man.” Her words hurt, but they only made your cock harder.</p><p>When Darren slipped out of her your wife took the opportunity to shift positions. She moved closer and brought one foot to rest on the chair’s wooden arm while her other foot stayed on the floor. Her pussy was inches from your face as she said, “Fuck me, Darren. Make the cuck watch as you fuck me with your big cock.”</p><p>It was agonizing in the most beautiful way as Darren pounded your wife’s pussy in a naughty standing doggystyle. You could hear her wetness and the sound of him slamming into her body with every thrust. Your cock ached beyond belief. You felt genuine agony at being unable to masturbate to the intensely arousing action happening in front of you.</p><p>“You want to stroke your little dick, don’t you cuck?” your wife asked as Darren continued to hammer her pussy with his big cock.</p><p>“Yes, please. Let me masturbate. Please. Let me stroke my little dick,” you begged, hoping she would let you free if you admitted the inadequacy of your cock.</p><p>She didn’t. She only laughed. She laughed at your obvious desperation. She laughed at your pathetic need. </p><p>Your wife had Darren pull out of her and they moved to the bed. She got on her back and spread her legs, inviting him to fuck her missionary style. He slipped into her pussy with ease and you had a perfect view as her lips stretched out around his invading thickness.</p><p>“Cum inside me, Darren,” she said. “Give it to me.”</p><p>She was moaning furiously. You knew she was close to orgasm and you suspected he was too. You watched him pound her. You watched another man make your wife cum. Then you watched him unleash his load in her pussy.</p><p>When he pulled out, you had a perfect view of his cum dripping out of her. You saw the creampie you wanted to clean up.</p><p>“I’ll bet you want to clean this up, don’t you cuckold? You want to lick Darren’s cum out of my pussy and swallow it, don’t you?” your wife asked as she played with her bull’s cum.</p><p>“Yes, please. Let me clean you. Please let me lick his cum out of you,” you begged.</p><p>It was your favorite part of watching her get fucked. You loved to move between her legs and taste the result of the incredible sex she’d had with her lover. Nothing satisfied you more than getting to eat Darren’s cum.</p><p>“It’s hard to do when you’re bound like that, isn’t it?” your wife said before laughing. “Like I said, you don’t always get what you want, and tonight you’re going to have to live with missing out on the chance to clean up Darren’s delicious, superior cum.”</p><p>Your wife grabbed a towel and held it between her legs to catch his cum as she walked to the bathroom. You hung your head in defeat. It would genuinely be a night absent pleasure for you. All you could do was hope she’d cut you free soon.</p>