Chapter #8Chapter 1 Continued by: Carl   Becky stood up before me with that same wicked grin and lifted the thick jumper over her head. Her naked breasts bounced before her and her hair fell wild over her face and neck. She turned and walked away from me around to the side of the bed, and still facing away from me, she bent over, pulling her G-string down. From the rear, Becky looked sensational. Her hair was thick and wavy and fell more than halfway down her back. She knew how much I loved her bottom. I loved its pertness and its tightness, and the gorgeous feel of it when I cupped her buttocks with my grateful hands. I loved the softness of it on my face, and when I was allowed to kiss and lick it. She knew all this would be going through my mind as she stood just for a brief moment with her completely naked back exposed to me for my lust and torment to feed on.
She got onto the bed and lay on her back. "Come on then, lover boy, I need that tongue of yours so badly."
I climbed onto the bed and knelt between my wife's legs as she opened them wide for me. My penis was furiously trying to grow to an erection, but the hard plastic bars of its cage relentlessly prevented it. It was so frustrating and I knew it would be worse as soon as my mouth made contact with the soft, wet flesh between her legs.
I rested my hands on her silken thighs and gently lowered my mouth onto her wet pussy. I kissed it, and I felt her shudder with pleasure. Then I let my tongue dip into the juicy smoothness and began to lick slowly from the bottom to the top of her vagina lingering at her clitoris, just how I knew she loved it.
Becky held my head lightly as she moaned. "Oh David, that's so good after such a long wait. I know how hard this is for you, but the frustration will make it so much better when you eventually get relief... ohhh."
She moaned louder as I continued my oral technique in silence, hating and also enjoying the sexual frustration I felt.
"Faster!" she ordered, and I willingly obeyed, eager to increase her pleasure.
Despite what my sexy wife put me through with all the teasing and denial (which I loved), I always did my best to make her pleasure all the sweeter. I gave her a little more of what she wanted, but always a little short so I could tease her to greater pleasure. Hearing her moans growing louder as waves of ecstasy flowed through her, it spurred me on, licking sometimes just her clitoris, then moving around her pussy, dipping my tongue just inside her, withdrawing and moving back to her clit, a little harder and a little quicker.
"Oh, you're doing so well, soooo well David, just a bit more, ohhh this is so good."
Hearing her pleasure made my lust for her unbearable, but the more selfish and mean she was to me, the greater I wanted her to enjoy what I was giving. I wanted her climax to be earth shattering, and I could tell I was close to making it happen for her. Becky began to arch her back and thrust herself against my mouth as I quickened my licks. The thrusts became more urgent as the pleasure that flowed through her body increased, approaching climax. Sensing how close she was, I slipped one, then two fingers inside her while licking for all I was worth.
My fingers thrusting more quickly inside tipped her over the edge as her pleasure peaked and exploded into a climax that ripped through her body. Even as she reached that summit of ecstasy, I knew she had in her mind the frustration I felt locked inside my cock prison unable to enjoy what I was giving her. I knew my suffering was intensifying her pleasure, keeping the orgasm that was surging through her at a peak. As slowly as it had built up, it began to fade, but not before she enjoyed those after shocks that hit her at intervals.
I had stopped licking, and just as I knew she loved, I gently massaged her groin as she returned from the satisfaction of her climax. Becky opened her eyes and smiled at me. She reached her arms forward and beckoned me to lie on top of her naked body.
"Poor David, so much frustration and yet never failing to give me as much as you can."
I smiled down at her and kissed her gently on her lips. "What do you want to do now?" I asked.
Becky pushed me gently onto the bed and climbed on top of me. She rested her breasts so gently and sexily on my chest and pushed her hair back over one ear. She looked into my eyes with her head tilted slightly to one side to keep her hair from falling, and whispered, "I think my poor boy wants his aching penis to be released from its frustrating little prison. Am I right?"
So desperate for release, I nodded my head. "Becky, no exaggeration, it feels like if you don't let me out, it'll burst out itself."
"Oh, I don't think that would happen." She kissed me tenderly. "You've only been in the cage for five days, you know the rules. You've actually been quite lucky this time only having to suffer nine days of cock teasing."
"But you've been away for five days and seeing you now, can't you just make an exception this once." I really was desperate.
"I thought you loved me being mean to you like this." Becky sat up quickly mimicking being hurt. "There's no point us playing cock teasing games if I'm going to give in that easily. You know me better than that, rules are rules."
I knew she was right, I loved to be teased in a big way, and I did love Becky to be severe at times, and even unfair. She was so inventive and I loved it when she imposed and stuck rigidly to her strict, unrelenting rules. "I'm sorry, you're right," I said, looking her in the eyes, wanting to show my utter submission to her cruelty. "I'll just have to wait another four days."
She moved forward again, but didn't come all the way down. She rested her elbows on either side of my head. "Have you forgotten one of the most important rules?"
I knew what she was hinting at; surely, she wasn't going to be that mean. My restricted cock was trying to throb again. "Which rule in particular?" My voice caught as my mouth went dry.
"You aren't allowed to ask for any concession at all. Neither are you allowed to make even the slightest complaint. You know my rules are very strict... and punishment for breaking the rules, very harsh." she scolded, sexily.
I looked at her, fearful of what was coming next.
"That is a mandatory two day minimum addition to your time before being unlocked." Her face was flushing and I knew her own lust was rising again as she prepared to formalise my punishment. "I'm so sorry, really I am, after the pleasure you've just given me, but as I said earlier, rules are rules, we both agreed to them. Four days were remaining, but now I have to add on a minimum of two punishment days."
Her dark, cruel eyes bore into mine, the merest grin was evident as she studied me, looking for, or even hoping for, the slightest sign of rebellion. She saw only pleading and defeat in my eyes, and I knew that wouldn't save me. "In fact, I'm going to double it to four extra days. You now have eight more days to wait." She put a finger to my lips as a warning. "Any plea for mercy and you know what will happen. I really don't want to add even more additional punishment days."
She slowly lowered herself onto me so our lips were almost touching. "You know I'll be very severe because it turns me on so much. Kiss me!" Her words were soft, but the instruction was clear.
I kissed her with love and passion as she began to grind herself against my chastity device. She loved to bring herself off this way, it was so humiliating for me when she brought herself to orgasm using the contraption that was causing me so much frustration.
Becky rubbed herself against the hard plastic bars, stimulating her clitoris vigorously, increasing her thrusts with added aggression. The bare flesh of my throbbing penis forcing between the plastic strips, rubbed against her, but with nowhere near enough friction to give me pleasure. I could sense another orgasm rising within her, more quickly this time. She ground herself into me, using me to pleasure herself, completely aware of the torment it was causing me.
I probed my tongue inside her mouth which increased her lust, thrusting my imprisoned cock upwards to grind it against her to heighten her selfish pleasure. Needing to moan her pleasure aloud, she pulled away from my mouth, pushing herself upwards with her arms against the bed. This gave her more leverage to force her moist vagina even harder against the upthrust of the hard plastic ribs.
"Oh yes!" she yelled as her peak arrived slowly but viciously. "Oh yes. Harder," she demanded.
I obeyed. The pleasure, as always with Becky, seemed to last an age until her body drained itself of the last drop. The relief for her always totally satisfying. The finale never an anti-climax. She was blessed with mind-blowing orgasms and always had been, especially since we had discovered our mutual love for tease and denial.
Becky slowly let herself down onto me as for the second time in the evening, her orgasm completely subsided. She was drained as she lay on top of me, resting her head on my chest. She was still panting, sweat was on her brow and I could feel it on her back as I wrapped my arms lovingly around her. She found just a little more strength to rub herself ever so gently now on the softness of my thigh. Aftershocks rippled through her and she shuddered, clamping her legs tightly around my leg.
"David. That was sensational." She pushed herself off me after a few seconds and lay flat on her back.
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