On His Knees Ch. 02

by TiltingatWindmills

story tags: femdom, chastity, ruined_orgasm

https://www.literotica.com/s/on-his-knees-ch-02


https://www.literotica.com/s/on-his-knees-ch-02

Steve is humiliated in front of Sara and her friends

Page 1 of 2 page(s) (20239 characters)

Steve awoke the next day to the same morning ritual. Despite their
kinky lifestyle, changes mostly came slowly in their household. As he
was kissing Sara goodbye at the door she turned to leave, and then
grabbed the door before it could shut behind her.

"Oh, I almost forgot, there are three bottles of pills on the top shelf
of the medicine cabinet. Can you make sure you take one of each every
morning?"

"Umm, yes. What are they for though?" Steve asked.

"They're for your cum." And she let the door shut behind her with a
grin.

Steve smiled to himself and went to the cabinet in the bathroom. Sure
enough, three new bottles. He googled around before taking them. He
couldn't find the purpose of the one, but it seemed that one was some
concentrate from Pineapple which could make semen taste sweet, and the
other was designed to increase semen production. He felt the tug of his
heavy balls and thought that the second was certainly not necessary.
But connecting the dots he wondered if his next orgasm was going to be
a blowjob. It had been a very, very long time. He took all three.
Sara's friend Lian was an MD, she no doubt ran it past her.

The week passed by slowly. And as Friday arrived, 'Dice Day' was within
reach. It was cooler in the apartment than usual, fall weather but
nobody had turned on the building heat and Steve put on a pair of
sweatpants and a t-shirt. He left the underwear off -- always easier to
get naked quickly in case Sara returned earlier than expected. Normally
on a Friday she met up with the girls for drinks right after work and
it was anyone's guess when she'd return. The sun had set, Steve had
finished his dinner, cleaned the kitchen, and was finally cozy on the
couch when he got a text from Sara.

"Bringing the girls home with me. We're in a cab. Five minutes. Please
put some of our frozen apps in the oven."

Steve knew the household better than Sara, and he knew that he'd eaten
one of those frozen appetizers with his dinner and there was only one
left. There was a small grocery store across the road though, so he
rushed to get down the elevator, make a couple of purchases and return
before the girls arrived. He had just enough time to slide the
appetizers into the still preheating oven when he heard the door
opening. Realizing that he was wearing just a t-shirt and track pants
(and no underwear) he quickly put on a kitchen apron which, in his
rattled mind, would appease Sara for not putting on good clothes for
the guests.

He hurried to greet her in the hallway with a kiss as her friends said
hi as well. Sure enough, Sara looked him up and down and raised her
eyebrow.

"Should I change?" He mouthed.

She shrugged, "No it's fine, I kind of like this look. But I will need
you to stick around to bring out our food and some wine."

They were all dressed in their work clothes. Lian, her Chinese friend,
was there in pants and a button up blouse, and sort of stumbled a bit
as she removed her boots in the entryway. Lian had a maternal look,
round face, not overweight, but certainly more curvy than the other
women. She smiled and nodded as she passed him in the entryway, headed
for the living room.

Helenka walked in the door, still in the process of putting her long
brown hair into a bun. She had a severe appearance with the pulled back
hair. Sharp features and a turtleneck and taller than Steve while she
had her high heels on. Steve offered to take her jacket and she thanked
him.

And then Maggie. Maggie bustled in, full of energy. She sort of
sashayed through the doorway, giving Steve a one-armed hug and a big
smile. Her shoulder length, sandy blonde hair was down and she wore a
tight-fitting pencil skirt with a slit up the left leg.

"I heard you're going to spend more time with us tonight?" She said,
both eyebrows raised.

"Umm, yeah, well I'll certainly be bringing you some food and keeping
you comfortable." Steve caught Sara making a face out of the corner of
his eye, "And as long as you're not sick of me I'll be around for
sure!"

"Such a good husband! Oh, would you mind helping me get these off? I've
had a couple drinks and don't want to fall over." She pointed at her
heels which indeed had a complicated set of straps that wound up her
ankles and lower calf.

Instinctually, Steve knelt on the ground, undoing the straps as Maggie
used his shoulder for balance. As she stepped out of each one her skirt
rode up and Steve struggled not to look up her dress.

"Thanks!" She said girlishly and sauntered toward the living room
before he had time to stand up. Sara sighed with a somewhat exasperated
shrug as if to say, "Maggie will be Maggie".

Steve left for the kitchen while the girls settled into the living
room. He first brought out a bottle of red and white, offering to fill
the girls' glasses. They were talking about Lian's husband and Steve
was not really interested. He returned to the kitchen under pretense of
cutting up some veggies while the appetizers were still cooking. When
the oven timer went off he could no longer find an excuse and so he
brought out the veggies and dip and then the spring rolls and some
jalapeno poppers. Once each of the girls had a chance to grab what they
wanted from his tray he found a spot on an armchair across from Sara.
The girls continued with their conversation.

"There must be something that really gets you going though Lian"
Maggie, sitting next to Lian on the couch, prodded her gently.

"Well there was this one time" Lian collected herself before
continuing, "When Randall and I were just married sometimes he would
come home from a shift and just need me. Right then, no waiting. Once I
remember I was wearing my white summer dress and he came home and
kissed me. But barely. He picked me up and put me face down on the
kitchen island so my chest was on the surface and my legs were dangling
off the end. I couldn't even touch the ground with my toes. And he
bunched my skirt up around my hips and pulled my underwear to my knees
and then he just tried to shove it in. No foreplay, he needed me that
badly. And then he was frustrated that I wasn't ready so he spanked me
a few times. Kind of hard. And actually that did get me going and he
just took me like that. But to answer your question, what really turns
me on is when my man is crazy for my body and can't help himself."

Lian was clearly tipsy. Steve had never heard her talk like this. He
stared in disbelief as she took a long sip of her wine and
involuntarily imagined that scene in the kitchen with Lian's bare red
ass exposed, her hands gripping the sides of the island as her husband
pounded her smooth, exposed pussy from behind. His groin tingled. He
had never thought of her in a sexual way until now.

"Lian I love you when you're drunk!" Maggie said resting her hand on
Lian's arm.

"For me it's nice if my partner wants my body, like the more sex the
better, it's good, it's fun - but the things that will keep me rolling
around in my bed at night needing relief are all about power. Man in
charge, woman in charge, doesn't matter. One time I was watching Judge
Judy, and she just undressed this man, figuratively I mean" she smiled
at Lian who had made a startled face, "Just put him right in his place
and he was this big guy with tattoos, but you could tell who held the
power. I had to turn off the television and take care of myself it was
so sexy."

The girls all laughed while Steve sat in silence, hoping he wouldn't
have to speak. And yet, as someone who was very used to being
dominated, he felt his cock pushing up against the boundaries of his
cage even further and noticed the first drop of precum accumulating in
the tip of his cage.

"Geez Maggie, how often do you touch yourself? You do it in the work
bathroom ... after Judge Judy?!" Helenka pried.

"It's all situational." Replied Maggie. "Sometimes twice in a day if
the mood is right. That's now that I'm single of course. If I'm seeing
someone I might go two weeks without it as long as the sex is good. How
about you Steve? You work from home, must have lots of time on your
hands?"

Steve winced.

"You all know very well that Steve isn't allowed to handle his penis.
There's no reason to make a joke at his expense" Sara saved Steve from
speaking, but also horrified him with her bluntness.

"Let the man answer at least. Steve, when was the last time you played
with yourself?"

Sara must have considered this fair game, she turned to Steve awaiting
a response like the other women.

Steve, seeing that he needed to answer inhaled deeply to calm himself.
They all knew, no point in hiding it. Might as well treat it like
adults. "Six months ago."

"How did you manage that, Steve?" Maggie started. "Did you do it while
you were in the shower and Sara wasn't around? Maybe you woke up in the
middle of the night with a hard on and just couldn't help touching it a
little bit more until suddenly your sheets were all wet and sticky?"
She bit her lip and her eyes brightened before adding, "Oh ... did Sara
punish you after?"

"No Sara was there. She ... supervised me." Steve was determined to
respond to her sultry banter with some dignity, though any more
explanation would erase the chance for saving face.

"Oh there's more to this story than that I bet" Helenka joined in.

"Give the girls some details Steve, don't be so shy" Sara said it with
warmth though it sent chills down Steve's neck.

"We uh, we played a game. You know we do things to keep the bedroom
exciting. She unlocked me and made me kneel at the foot of the bed
while she watched. And I had to touch myself and try and come close to
the edge, you know, but not finish. And then once I calmed down she'd
make me do it again. And I do it a few times and uh, that's it really."

"You mean she made you tease yourself but you didn't get to finish?
Fuck."

Helenka said, taken aback. Steve hazarded a look around the room, Lian
was also surprised but Maggie, Maggie had the look of someone who had
heard the story, or maybe ones like it, before. Like she knew how it
ended but enjoyed the retelling.

"That's not true completely. I mean, I tease him all the time and just
walk away, but that time I let you finish, didn't I Steve?"

"Well sort of." Steve responded.

"Sort of? Either you finish or you don't" said Helenka.

When he saw that Sara wouldn't respond for him Steve answered, "She let
me give myself a ruined orgasm. You have to cross the point of
no-return and then it happens, but it doesn't feel like anything. It's
ruined."

Lian, confident in her medical background, was incredulous. "Nope
that's not possible. The male response is all or nothing. I don't think
these ruined orgasms can exist. You're tricking yourself or something."

Steve shrugged and there was a gap in conversation before a devilish
look came over Sara's face. "Do you want to make a bet, Lian?"

"Well I'd feel bad taking your money, I'm pretty confident on this
one." Lian responded.

"Alright how about this for a deal -- if you're right, I'll send Steve
to your house every day for a week. You'll have your own personal maid.
He'll make dinner and tidy up and whatever else you need."

"Sounds good, hey where'd that apron go Steve? You're going to need
it!" Lian joked.

"But if I win, you need to send me one of those sex videos you make
with you and your husband."

Helenka and Maggie laughed and cheered.

"Hey Steve's not supposed to know about that!" Lian whined. "Fine,
fine. Listen I'm not a sex expert but I actually feel like this is
unfair to Steve. You've been reading some misleading stuff on the
internet and now he's gonna do a bunch of house chores. But if you're
okay with it then it's a deal."

"Alright, let me prove it to you."

They'd all had a few drinks and Lian took a second to process what was
being suggested. "Oh goodness, are you going to make us watch some sort
of porn video? That doesn't count, they can fake shit like that."

Sara nodded no.

"Steve, come here" and she pointed at the floor just in front of her.

Steve turned bright red. There was no way she could do this to him. And
yet he found himself responding to her authoritative tone and moving to
stand in front of her. She leaned forward on the couch, removing her
necklace. Steve's hands hung limp and sweaty at his sides.

Sara grabbed his hand and indicated that he was to pull the elastic
band of his trackpants wide and outward so that he was still clothed,
but she had easy access to his cage. His hands trembled slightly. She
unlocked the cage, and setting the small padlock and key down on the
end table, pulled off his chastity device.

Though he had no desire for this to happen, Steve quickly felt the
blood rising in his freed cock.

"You girls might as well have a look while we're at it" said Sara and
handed the larger piece of the device to Maggie on the adjacent couch.

"It's smaller than I thought! I can't believe it fits." She turned it
over in her hand. "Oh my God it's wet. Is that..." And Maggie, touched
the tip of the cage with her index finger, and then, pulling it back,
watched as a long thread of precum formed between her finger and the
cage. The thread snapped back onto her finger and her mouth was left
open as she exchanged laughing glances with Lian and Helenka and passed
the cage to Lian.

Lian acted mortified and quickly passed it to Helenka who was more
interested. Steve looked around the room at all of this and for one
moment, as his wife was busy re-tying the string of his track pants and
Helenka and Lian were distracted by the cage, he made eye contact with
Maggie. Maggie slowly took her fingertip, the one with his precum on
it, and ran it down the front of her tongue as if she was preparing to
turn a page in a book. Steve turned back to Sara.

"Don't worry honey, I'll keep your pants on for this. Try to enjoy
yourself." And with that Sara took a firm grip of his hard cock through
the outside of his pants and began to pump him slowly and deliberately.
The fabric was soft, but even thin track pants offer quite a bit of
friction. Most men would have found this to be an unpleasant handjob at
best, but Steve's balls were so engorged that he knew he would not last
long. Steve was facing Sara directly, which meant all of the girls were
watching him in profile. The way that Sara gripped his cock allowed
them a perfect view of it, down even to the shape of his head wrapped
tightly by a layer of cotton.

Steve's breathing started to increase as the pressure for release
mounted in his balls. At first he considered fighting it. The girls
were all watching, and they probably thought he was a premature
ejaculator. He could turn his mind to something else to last longer, so
that he wasn't an embarrassment, coming in under a minute. But he
looked down at his wife who was staring at him. She unbuttoned her
blouse for him without breaking eye contact, low enough that he could
see the front clasp of her bra and the half-moons of her exposed
breasts. She wanted to help him cum. Not to try and avoid it. What
would make her happy was coming quickly and proving her point so that
she looked good, not so that he saved face. He nodded yes at her so she
knew he would obey.

"You see Lian, if you manipulate the penis into having an orgasm, at
some point the man crosses a threshold and the sequence of events
needed for ejaculation is triggered." Although she was speaking to
Lian, her eyes were locked fiercely on Steve's. She nodded her head as
she spoke, encouraging him further. "But if you withdraw sensation at
the right moment then the man takes no satisfaction from it. The penis
doesn't contract and instead a steady stream of semen flows out. The
man feels helpless, desperate for contact, and if you do it right,
remains about as aroused as when you started."

Steve heard the word 'helpless' and let out a moan. He was reminded of
the phrases she so often used, that he was under her control, that his
cock was her plaything. He truly was helpless in front of this audience
of women. Grunting rather loudly, his hips bucked into Sara's hand
seeking more pressure as the cum inside him began to boil over. But
Sara, sensing that he was ready, withdrew her hand.

Steve didn't need to be told. He willed himself to stop thrusting, and
stood silently, with no source of contact and his erection tenting his
track pants. There he was dressed and yet completely exposed as the
four women watched his body gripped by a sort of sexual paralysis.

Sara spoke as soon as she let go, "Now be a good boy and cum for mommy
in front of her friends."

His body obeyed. He felt the buildup in his cock, more and more but
followed by a sort of emptiness. Seconds had passed maybe even nine or
ten but finally the semen made its way spilling out of his cock in a
steady flow. He felt the warm liquid before the women could see it,
though they watched his posture respond to the sensations. Then slowly
a damp patch grew on the front of his track pants, starting at the apex
of the tent and spreading downwards in a dark gray oval. Sara smiled
approvingly as she watched. As more cum forced itself out of him, a
small blob of white was pushed through the fabric to the outside, and
now there could be no doubt concerning what liquid was leaving his
body. The small blob grew and a single drop fell to the floor between
Sara's legs.

Lian covered her open mouth with her hand, but her weighty breasts
heaved in her blouse, while Maggie squirmed on the couch, almost
panting in her excitement.

When it was clear that he was done spilling the contents of his balls
into his own pants, Helenka spoke out.

"I can't believe he let you do that to him in front of us. Fuck. You
are a wicked wife," and she grinned as she said it.

Steve heard the remark and his cock twitched in response to the
humiliation. He wanted so badly to come all the way, but as he looked
into Sara's eyes all he could do was ask in a quiet, wavering voice,
"Please".

She had done it once before after a ruined orgasm, using his own jizz
as lubricant, which would certainly be possible now. The hope that he
might get to cum was briefly stronger than his embarrassment.

"Please what? Use your words."

"Please Mommy, let me have a full orgasm." He pleaded.

"Really? Your semen is still dripping on the floor and you want another
orgasm already? If I make you cum all the way do you think my little
toy will be ready to please me tonight?"

He nodded, no.

"That's your answer then," she leaned back in her chair as she said it.

"May I go wash up now?" He finally said with his face downturned.

"Ohhhh" Sara said in a pitying voice as if she wished it could be
otherwise. "I'm afraid you still need to clear the girls' plates. And
I'd like if you refilled their wine glasses and then brought us some
water."

Steve silently carried out these instructions. Walking to the kitchen,
the warm sticky fluid felt good on his cock, which was still greedy for
stimulation. His legs too were sticky and he felt the wetness on them
as he walked. When he entered the kitchen he heard the girls whispering
to one another. He ran the water over the plates in the sink and waited
for his erection to subside, but it did not. A minute passed and he
considered tucking his hard penis into the elastic waistline of his
pants to make it less noticeable, but Sara frowned on any sign of him
directly manipulating himself.

He walked back to the living room in much the same condition as he had
left it, except the dark patch on the front of his pants had grown
larger. As he refilled each glass of wine and distributed the water the
girls quietly waited. Lian averted her gaze while Maggie's eyes openly
followed Steve's crotch as he moved around the room savoring the
degrading state he found himself in.

When he left, the girls resumed talking and he overheard his wife say
triumphantly, "See, I told you. If he had cum all the way his erection
would have disappeared. He stayed hard because I ruined him. Sometimes
on his release day I do it three or four times in a row. Once I even
let him cum all the way after a ruined orgasm just to give him hope.
After that I've never found anything that makes him beg me as
desperately for his next little dribble as a ruined orgasm."

On His Knees Ch. 02

by TiltingatWindmills (UID 6248561)

https://www.literotica.com/s/on-his-knees-ch-02

Steve is humiliated in front of Sara and her friends

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***

As they lied in bed later that night Sara spoke gently to Steve.
"Thanks for doing that honey. I'm proud of you for obeying me. How do
you feel?"

"I'm fine." He said honestly. "I was just a bit shocked at first. But I
trust you to take care of me and I want to make you happy. I'm already
kind of turned on thinking about what happened."

"Good. I'm glad to hear it. You have no idea how sexy it was watching
all your spunk pour out of that hard cock. Actually," she paused as if
the thought had just occurred to her although she had clearly decided
on it well beforehand, "Now that you've had part of an orgasm, I was
thinking you could probably last a lot longer in bed tonight, and I
really need a good, hard fuck. Can you put that desensitizing cream on?
Then you can warm me up with your mouth and by the time your cock is
nice and numb you can really give Mommy what she needs."

Story Tags: femdom; chastity; ruined%20orgasm

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