<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=my%20bull%20says">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="73489035" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“Does that feel good?” Jessica asked as she ran her hands down Joel’s back and grabbed his ass to pull him a little deeper inside her.</p><p>“It’s incredible,” Joel replied. He hadn’t been released from his chastity cage in two weeks and he hadn’t been inside his wife in nearly a month. Incredible wasn’t nearly descriptive enough. His wife’s pussy felt perfect. It felt like the most wondrous thing in the world.</p><p>“You can fuck me harder,” Jessica said. “You can enjoy my pussy as you desire.”</p><p>“What about you?” Joel asked.</p><p>Jessica smiled and kissed him. Her tongue darted into his mouth as Joel fucked his wife a little harder and faster. “You don’t have to worry about me,” she said. “Grant takes care of me. He gives me what I need.”</p><p>The purity of being inside her had already been a little bit tainted by having to wear a condom, but it was the implication that Joel stood no chance of actually pleasuring his wife that made fucking her into a cuckold experience.</p><p>“I can’t give you what you need?” Joel asked. He knew the answer. He’d known the answer for months. He wanted to hear her say it, though. He wanted that rush of humiliation that always turned him on.</p><p>“No, you can’t,” Jessica replied. “You’ve never been able to give me what I need, Joel.”</p><p>Joel grunted and filled the condom with cum. He was hit with a rush of intense satisfaction and a touch of regret. He wished he’d had the power to hold out, to enjoy the simple pleasure of thrusting in and out of his wife’s pussy, but he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t resist the overwhelming arousal of cuckolding. He couldn’t hold back. He had to ask the question.</p><p>“Was that nice?” Jessica asked as she ran her fingers through his hair and down his back.</p><p>“It was,” Joel said.</p><p>He pulled out and rolled onto his back as Jessica curled up next to him.</p><p>“I’m glad you enjoyed that,” she said. “Because it’s the last time you’re going to fuck me.”</p><p>Joel sat up and looked at his wife. “What?” he asked.</p><p>“My bull says he’s the only one that should fuck me. He says your worthless dick doesn’t deserve my pussy. He says a cuckold should be pussy free,” Jessica explained.</p><p>“That’s not fair,” Joel said.</p><p>“Is it fair that I married a man with a small cock that cums too quickly? Is it fair that you never managed to figure out how to last longer? Is it fair that your dick can’t get any bigger? Is it fair that I need someone with a big cock and a nice body to have the sex I truly crave?” Jessica asked.</p><p>Joel knew they were rhetorical questions. He knew Jessica was right, though. He knew that he didn’t offer her much in the way of sexual satisfaction – at least when it came to actual penetration – and that Grant did. He didn’t want it to be true, mostly because he didn’t want to be denied access to her pussy.</p><p>“So I’m never going to have sex with you again?” he asked.</p><p>“You won’t be having sex with me while Grant and I are together unless he and I decide that you deserve to for some reason, which I don’t see happening. You won’t be enjoying blowjobs, either and you won’t be permitted to masturbate. My hand is the only way you’ll be allowed to cum,” Jessica explained.</p><p>Joel looked at the cock cage resting on the nightstand. He knew that once his cock went back in the cage there was no way to defy Grant and Jessica’s rules. He knew he was going back in the cage, too.</p><p>“You really don’t think you’ll want to have sex with me?” Joel asked. “I know I don’t make you cum when we have sex, but isn’t there something you like about it?”</p><p>“I like that you like it,” Jessica said. “But Grant makes the rules. He’s my bull. I like that he’s in charge. I like that he takes control. I like that he’s the sort of man that’s comfortable taking control, especially when compared to you. That’s why he gets to make the rules. Making him happy is more important than making you happy.”</p><p>It was the truth behind her words that hit Joel the hardest. She was so enamored with her bull that she put his needs above those of her husband. It was painful, but it was also the realization of his cuckold fantasies. Reality had gone a little further than he’d expected, but it was still exceptionally arousing.</p><p>“Why don’t you go down on me?” Jessica suggested. “I’d like to cum.”</p><p>Joel crawled between his wife’s legs and put his mouth to work as he tried to wrap his brain around the idea that he wouldn’t be fucking Jessica anymore. They’d had far less sex since Granted entered her life, but Joel hadn’t been cut off completely. The idea that he wouldn’t be inside her for months, perhaps longer, was difficult to comprehend. </p><p>The idea that another man had made the decision to cut him off was hard to accept, too, but Joel wasn’t in a position to argue. He’d welcomed his cuckolding. He’d found every bit of it arousing, too, and he suspected he would find it thrilling to be cut off, even if it also proved to be painful.</p><p>“That’s it,” Jessica said. “Use your tongue like a good cuckold. Make me feel good. Make me feel so good while I think about Grant’s cock.”</p><p>Joel watched his wife play with her breasts as he worked her clit. He listened to her beautiful moans and wondered what exactly she was thinking about. Was she on top in her fantasy? Was Grant taking her from behind? Were they fucking in missionary?</p><p>“Fuck me, Grant,” Jessica said. “Give me your cock. Pound my married pussy!”</p><p>Joel loved that his wife was lost in her fantasy. He loved that she was clearly having a wonderful time as she thought about her bull fucking her. He loved it so much that his cock had already come back to life in the used condom.</p><p>Jessica reached down, grabbed his head, and said, “Fuck!” as a climaxed washed over her. She pushed Joel away from her pussy and rolled onto her side with a joyful look on her face.</p><p>“Even when Grant’s not here he makes me cum harder than you do,” Jessica said as she curled up in their bed. “That’s why he’s my bull and you’re my cuckold. That’s why he’s allowed to fuck me and you’re not.”</p><p>“Of course,” Joel said as he slipped out of bed and pulled off the condom. He walked to the bathroom, dropped it in the trash, and thought about how Grant would be the only man to fuck and cum inside Jessica. He felt jealous and horny and insane with a strange kind of desire.</p><p>“You need to be soft so I can put you back in your cage,” Jessica called out from the bed. “It needs to happen quickly, too.”</p><p>Joel turned on the cold water and splashed it onto his cock until it went soft. He worked to think about anything but his wife and her bull and eventually he returned to the bedroom to be locked in chastity once more.</p><p><br></p><p>“How does it feel to know that you’ve fucked your wife for the last time in a long, long time?” Grant asked as he put his arm around Jessica and pulled her closer.</p><p>Joel contemplated the question as he stared across the living room at his wife and her bull. They’d taken the loveseat and they looked very much like a couple. Jessica kept making eyes at Grant and they’d share a soft, quick kiss every now and then. She’d put on a soft white sweater and a pair of tight jeans for his visit, like he was her boyfriend and she was welcoming him over for a relaxed evening. All of it filled Joel with equal parts jealousy and desire.</p><p>“It feels painful,” Joel admitted. “It feels difficult. It feels a little unfair, too.”</p><p>“Yes, Jessica mentioned you thought it was unfair,” Grant said. “Life isn’t fair though, is it? Perhaps you should think in more positive terms. Perhaps you should be grateful that Jessica is willing to offer you any orgasms. Some wives in her position simply choose to completely deny their cuckold husbands. Some choose to keep them in chastity permanently or offer only ruined orgasms, keeping the men they married in a state of perpetual, maddening desire. At least Jessica is willing to offer you handjobs, assuming you behave in a way that warrants getting your dick stroked.”</p><p>“Yes, I suppose that’s true,” Joel said. He hadn’t considered that Jessica could have easily chosen not to give him any orgasms. He didn’t think his wife would go to that length, but she’d surprised him several times on their journey into cuckolding.</p><p>“You understand that you don’t deserve to fuck your wife, right Joel?” Grant asked.</p><p>They both looked at him as Joel tried to offer an honest response. “I guess,” was the best he could come up with.</p><p>“If a man can’t make his wife cum when he fucks her, does he deserve to fuck her, Joel?” Grant asked.</p><p>“No,” Joel replied. When put that way, the answer seemed obvious.</p><p>“No, he doesn’t,” Grant said. “That’s why Jessica is mine now. That’s why your dick isn’t going to feel the pleasure of her pussy again. That’s why you’re going to cum by her hand from now on.”</p><p>Jessica unzipped Grant’s pants as she smiled at Joel. She reached inside and pulled out his flaccid cock. “Show me your cock, Joel,” she said.</p><p>Joel stood up and unzipped his pants. He pulled them down, revealing his locked up cock.</p><p>“You’re small enough to fit in that little cage when you’re flaccid, Joel. Grant’s not. Grant couldn’t come close to fitting in that cage. I would never cage this beautiful cock. It deserves to be free. It deserves to fuck. It deserves to be used to satisfy your wife, unlike your cock,” Jessica explained.</p><p>She turned to Grant and they kissed as Jessica stroked him. Joel watched the other man’s cock get stiff in his wife’s hand and felt a lovely mixture of jealousy and desire course through him.</p><p>“May I suck your cock,” Jessica said.</p><p>Grant nodded and her head fell into his lap. Joel watched his wife wrap her lips around her bull’s cock and give him the kind of worshipful blowjob she reserved for the man in her life that could fuck her to orgasms.</p><p>“Does it make you jealous to watch your wife suck my cock, Joel?” Grant asked.</p><p>“Yes,” Joel answered as he stood there with his pants around his ankles and his flaccid, caged cock exposed.</p><p>“I like knowing that she won’t be sucking your cock anymore. I like knowing that her mouth is mine. I like knowing that I’m the only man she wants to orally pleasure,” Grant said.</p><p>Grant wasn’t gloating. He was simply stating the truth. Jessica was willfully worshiping his cock and she was doing it because he made her feel better than Joel ever had. She was doing it because in her mind, he deserved it. She was doing it because it turned her on to have his long, thick, superior cock in her mouth. Joel knew all of that was true. He knew that’s why Grant was getting a blowjob and why he was standing there with his cock in a cage.</p><p>“Do you want me to fuck your wife tonight, Joel?” Grant asked.</p><p>He nodded and said, “I do.”</p><p>“Would you like to watch?” Grant asked.</p><p>“Yes, please,” Joel said. It felt utterly humiliating to utter those two words, but Grant had clearly taken control and Jessica wasn’t about to intervene on her husband’s behalf. If Joel wanted to watch, he’d have to do as her bull desired.</p><p>“Get naked, Joel. Then come closer and get on your knees in front of me,” Grant instructed.</p><p>Joel stripped as the sound of his wife’s cocksucking filled the room. He walked towards Grant and fell to his knees in front of the man that had taken control of his wife’s body.</p><p>“Jessica, your husband would like to watch me fuck you. Would you like to get fucked?” Grant asked.</p><p>“Mmmm hmmm,” Jessica said with his cock still buried in her mouth.</p><p>“I’d like you to ride me right here on the couch. In reverse cowgirl,” Grant instructed.</p><p>Jessica lifted her mouth from his cock, stripped as quickly as possible, left her clothes in a heap on the floor, and yanked Grant’s pants off. She moved on top of him, guided his cock into her pussy and she sank down on it as Joel watched.</p><p>“How does it look, Joel?” Grant asked.</p><p>He admired the sight of the big cock stretching his wife’s pussy and said, “It’s beautiful.”</p><p>“Kiss your wife’s stomach, Joel,” Grant instructed.</p><p>Joel looked up at Jessica and she smiled. “Do what he says, honey.”</p><p>Joel crawled between Grant’s legs. He felt the warmth emanated from the other man’s skin and the leg hair tickled his arms. Joel caught a faint whiff of Grant’s balls as he leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on Jessica’s stomach right above her belly button.</p><p>“Kiss her a little lower, cuckold,” Grant said.</p><p>Joel kissed his wife’s stomach just below her belly button. He heard her moan and looked up to see Grant had taken her breasts in his hands and was roughly playing with them.</p><p>“Lower,” Grant demanded.</p><p>Joel dropped a little lower and kissed the spot where her pubic hair began. The smell of Grant’s balls was stronger and it wasn’t lost on Joel that he was inches away from another man’s cock.</p><p>“Kiss her clit, Joel,” Grant demanded.</p><p>Joel moved back and dropped a little lower. He stared at his wife’s pussy. It was stretched so beautifully around Grant’s big cock. Her pussy lips were splayed open and the wetness she’d developed during the blowjob was obvious. She was turned on and clearly thrilled to have someone else inside her.</p><p>“Do it, honey,” Jessica said. “Just ignore his cock and kiss my clit. Just place a soft, gentle kiss on it so Grant will fuck me. Kiss my clit so Grant will give me what I need.”</p><p>Joel leaned forward and kissed his wife’s clit. He made sure to keep his tongue tucked into his mouth so he wouldn’t accidentally lick her bull’s cock. He wanted no part of that.</p><p>“That’s good, Joel. Now sit back and watch your wife make me cum in her pussy,” Grant said.</p><p>Joel sat back and Jessica went to work. She rode Grant’s cock with great fervor and she looked rather athletic doing it. She leaned back, rested her hands on the couch, and bounced up and down, working the man inside her with her warmth and wetness and doing so for the reward of feeling his cock explode inside her.</p><p>“Your wife’s pussy is perfect,” Grant said. “It’s fucking perfect and it’s all mine now.”</p><p>“You don’t get pussy anymore,” Jessica added as she bounced on her bull. “You don’t deserve pussy. You don’t fuck me well enough to deserve me. You deserve the cage.”</p><p>Joel felt the blissful agony of being a cuckold. He felt the jealousy and the humiliation and the desire all wrapped into one. It was a potent cocktail and it led to a rather pleasing ache between his legs.</p><p>Eventually, Grant’s balls tightened up, his shaft pulsed, and he unleashed his load inside Jessica. She smiled at her bull’s loud, lusty groans and he played with her beautiful, perky breasts while the pleasure of an orgasm ripped through his body.</p><p>“God damn your pussy is perfect,” Grant said.</p><p>Joel was certain that Grant was playing up his pleasure at least a little bit, but he enjoyed it.</p><p>“Can you spend the night?” Jessica asked.</p><p>“Of course I can,” Grant replied. “There’s plenty more pleasure to be had.”</p><p>Jessica had a giddy look on her face and Joel felt some of her happiness spread to him.</p><p>“Joel, get us a couple of towels to clean up,” Grant ordered.</p><p>Joel hopped to his feet and headed towards the bathroom. It was humiliating to do so without hesitation, but Joel was far past fighting the humiliation that came with being a cuckold. He was ready and willing to embrace it. It was his place to do so, after all.</p>