Cuckold by Mistress Ni C

It has woken thinking of Mistress - an extreme domination and loss of dignity.

It imagines Mistress has had it get Her ready for a date, She looks stunning as always, it bathed and dried Her, helped Her select Her dress, luxury lingerie She had it purchase, as it slips Her stockings on She teases it with Het feet brushing the cage that’s linked through its piercings. It puts Her shoes on.

She bends low ‘Mistress is off now. It’s to kneel beside My bed and wait for Our return.’

She strides out after securing it to the bed frame, light link chain through each nipple ring so it is knelt up, collar locked to the top. A clear view of the bed. ‘See it later’ She pats its head.

Hours later She returns with Her new Alpha, a friend with benefits She has mentioned before.

They start kissing, hands over each other. She looks briefly in its direction and raises and eyebrow, then a wink before She returns to Her lover. It knows She is taking Her time, a slow strip, as much to rub it in as to tease Her real man.

He doesn’t even look at it, a sub in the room is a small price to pay to be permitted a night with Aoife, She moves onto the bed, positioning Herself to ensure it sees everything, hears everything, it can’t turn away. She holds its gaze as it hears Her moan. It’s cock throbs in Her cage despite itself, knowing She has a real man inside Her. After a long night She hoods it so it can only hear their morning love making.

Finally He leaves. Still hooded She unhooks its cramped body, runs Her hands over it, it feels a glow of pleasure, it is still Hers. She removes its hood and lies back on Her pillows, pulling it in. Taking it closer to Her wet, hot pussy ‘it may lick me out, do a good job and it gets a real man’s cum as a treat’ She teases it with the full condom She has kept. ‘Now, gentle cuck boy, Lick’