Locked in Chastity at the Hedonist Resort
Ryan struggles to suppress his lust while Kelly keeps him caged
Ryan didn’t think anything of carrying Kelly’s lingerie from the car, through the resort’s lobby with plush, comfy sofas, and toward the room. Until he dropped her thong. He lowered his nearly six-foot frame, but someone scooped it up first.
“Yours?” The woman smiled. Silky brunette hair slid over her shoulders with strands edging close to her breasts. A sundress teased her cleavage, enhanced the roundness of her hips, and tickled Ryan’s lust.
“They’re for my wife…er, Mistress.”
She smiled, intrigued. “Your wife or Mistress?”
“She’s my Mistress and my — it’s a long story.” Ryan sighed.
The relationship was unusual since Kelly had officially divorced him and replaced the marriage certificate with a decree of ownership. It was the ultimate Power Exchange, in Ryan’s experience.
“I’m Sharice.”
“Ryan.” The woman’s voice was magical, but Ryan’s cock couldn’t respond because it had been locked. They were at Mauve, one of the most decadent hedonistic resorts on the globe.
“A long story? I’d love to hear it. ‘Bye for now.” Her fingers were long and graceful as she waved. Her hips swayed hypnotically, and she strode with confidence and poise.
Ryan sighed, watched her disappear around a corner, and suppressed his desire to lift her sundress. He had surrendered his rights to Kelly and she controlled every aspect of his sexuality.
Chastity was a bitch.
Steam rolled from the shower as Kelly stepped out, wringing excess water from her hair. Ryan knelt, naked, waiting with the towel.
“Dry me.”
Ryan stood, sipped water off her hair and patted her shoulders dry. He ran the towel over her shapely breasts and knelt to dry carefully along her thighs. He used his tongue to lick her pussy like he normally did when toweling her down, but she stopped him.
“I’m already horny just thinking about Mac coming to fuck me. Your tongue will make me come.”
Mac was the gorgeous hunk of a Bull Dom she saw throughout the year.
Ryan wanted to tell her about Sharice, but he stayed silent while she slipped into teal bikini panties and bra and then a silky camisole.
She put a finger beneath Ryan’s chin. “He’ll be here any minute. You’ll make me proud, won’t you?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Ryan breathed deeply. Kelly’s curves were sexy, and her dominance gave her an attitude that demanded worship.
Ryan put the towel back on the rack, heard the door open, and then Kelly whispering to Mac. Whispers turned to squeals and Mac’s deep voice bounced off the walls.
“On your knees.”
Mac was a Bull she had known for a while, a truly dominant man who was muscular and athletic and enjoyed the power flowing through him.
Ryan knelt in the corner like he was told and watched while Mac grabbed Kelly’s hair and held it while he fucked her mouth. His thighs were solid and even Ryan enjoyed watching Mac pump his cock into his wife — first in her face, then after stripping her bare, laying her on her back, and drilling his cock into her pussy.
Chastity meant Ryan had to beg Kelly for release. In his submission to her, he had grown fond of men and especially found Mac exciting. He crawled, kissed Mac’s feet while the fucking continued and caressed Mac’s ass.
“You like watching, don’t you?” Mac growled.
“Yes, sir.”
Mac withdrew his cock from Kelly and offered it to Ryan. “Taste.”
Ryan did, sliding his lips and tongue up and down the shaft. Kelly twisted her nipples and was heading off into the bliss of a major orgasm. Ryan thoroughly licked Mac’s balls and desperately wanted to be in the Bull’s arms.
“You’re as good as your Mistress.” Mac held his cock, pushed Ryan aside, and slid back into Kelly’s pussy. He humped, thrust, and went deep while her tits swayed and she extended her legs, holding her ankles and giving Mac complete access.
Ryan sat like the good submissive he had grown to be and imagined Sharice in her sundress and wondered how it would feel to slide his cock into her.
Ryan’s phone vibrated with a text message: Bring an iced tea. Kelly was poolside. He responded, Yes, ma’am.
He fixed what she needed, and, as always, walked naked as though he was in a constant state of sexual humiliation. There were other submissive men at Mauve, and they were the lowest in the hierarchy, even below submissive women.
Kelly stretched on a lounge chair, nude beneath a shade umbrella, watching couples and singles frolic in the pool, kissing and fondling.
“Thank you.” She took the drink and sipped it while Ryan noticed two women next to her. One relaxed in a lounge chair — it was Sharice — while another woman knelt between her legs, slowly licking her pussy.
“Hello,” Sharice smiled and noticed Ryan’s cock cage for the first time. She glanced to Kelly. “Impressive.”
“Thank you. He’s a good servant.”
Sharice motioned to the woman servicing between her legs. “This is my wife, Mauri.”
Mauri had an enticing bronze complexion and long, dark hair. She looked up, smiled, said “Hi,” and returned to licking.
Ryan was silently going crazy. Sharice smiled at him again and then turned to Kelly.
“You own him?”
“Yes.”
Sharice smiled at Ryan while running her fingers through Mauri’s hair. She spoke to Kelly again. “I have some delicious thoughts.”
“Such as?”
“Having him pleasure me any way that I’d like.”
Kelly didn’t respond but instead reached and stroked Ryan lightly on the balls. “Would you like that?”
“Oh, yes.” He sighed while the fingers tickled him. But he wanted to be uncaged. Just for a taste of freedom.
Ryan knelt on the floor while Kelly lay in bed and told him about the arrangement. “You’ll have one hour with her tomorrow. She can do anything she’d like, whipping you, sitting on your face — ”
“But not…?”
Kelly glanced at him. “Not what?”
“Fucking her. I’ve been caged for so long.”
“It’s lovely, it turns me on.”
“But, please. Just this once. I want to know how it feels — ”
Kelly smiled, sighed, and slowly ran a finger over her nipples. “Your pain is so arousing. I love your cock being locked and knowing I have full control.”
Sharice lay face down on the bed while Ryan slowly ran his hands over her shoulders, kneading them while moving down to her buttocks. He pushed his hands into her ass while she groaned.
“Feels so good,” she cooed. “Now, lick me.”
He lowered his face, pressing into her ass and licking every part slowly while tasting her bottom. The licking was slow and deliberate until Sharice got on her hands and knees.
“Now,” she said, raising her ass high and spreading her legs.
Ryan felt nervous and grateful. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
He slid his cock slowly into Sharice’s pussy.
“Breathe and go slowly,” she instructed. “Try to make it last.”
She had negotiated with Kelly to let Ryan fuck her.
He adjusted, moved his cock in, and breathed deeply while pleasure rushed through his entire body and overcame his mind. “Oh, my God. Oh, wow.”
Sharice’s ass looked wonderful. His thrusts were delicate so that he didn’t orgasm quickly. Holding back seemed impossible.
“You have a lovely cock,” she said. A mirror on the wall showed how her tits moved with her body.
“Thank you.” Ryan stayed still, gripping her hips. He had missed this so badly.
“More.” Sharice reached, fingering her pussy while Ryan moved faster, harder, and groaned. “Spank me.” Sharice fingered herself more intensely.
Ryan did, slapping his hand on her ass, not from dominance but because she had instructed him to.
The intensity built and soon Ryan was fucking her hard while Sharice groaned from stroking her clitoris. Ryan bucked, drilled her, and was overcome with the sensation while his orgasm pushed through.
“Oh, fuck,” was all he could say.
Sharice turned on her back, spread her legs and pulled Ryan to her pussy. He lay down, licking her folds and tasting the come he had just deposited in her.
“Take your time,” sighed Sharice, who was moving closer to her own release.
Ryan licked, she gasped, he circled his tongue around her clit and the sensation captured her. She pressed on his head hard, squealed with delight, and pressed her hips against Ryan’s face. The orgasm was deep and took all her energy.
Wave after wave struck until she finally relaxed and moved to kiss Ryan’s cock, tasting her juices on him.
“That was lovely,” she said.
“Yes, it was.” Ryan liked looking into her eyes. The moment was more than sex. He felt a strange bond with her.
“You turn me on.” She lay down and Ryan snuggled next to her.
“Thank you, Sharice.”
“It’s back to being locked, I understand.”
“Yes, until Kelly decides to let me free again.”
Sharice smiled. “I have her number. Who knows? That time may come sooner than you think. I’ll have to tell Mauri that she may have to continue sharing me with a submissive guy.”
Sharice kissed him deeply.
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