A Cuck In Hand

Chapter One

 

“You HAVE A cute cock,” Judy said, pausing briefly as she fellated Sam to pay him the backhanded compliment.

Sam was on his feet looking down at his wife. “Don’t call my cock cute,” he protested.

“Why not?” she asked after licking the length of his manhood, not a very arduous task considering the distance.

“It’s demeaning.” Sam struggled for a moment to maintain his erection as Judy played with his balls and kissed the side of his cock.

“But I like it,” she said earnestly. “It fills me up just right and you make me cum better than any of my previous lovers.” She licked the little drip of precum that was leaking out of him. It was salty on her tongue. “Even if you are smallest I’ve ever had.” She squeezed his balls and sucked fiercely on his purpled head.

Sam came hard, gasping with the surprise eruption of his spunk. Judy sucked eagerly one his cock, swallowing every bit of the thick, salty fluid. “Fuck! You know how to make me cum,” he complimented her in all earnestness.

“You’re easy,” she told him as she wiped the remains of his spunk from her lips.

 

Later Judy woke up in the middle of the night to find her bed empty of her husband. She stumbled out of the bed to find him in the bathroom jerking off. The door was open and the light was spilling out into the hallway. He didn’t hear her approach and she watched him for a minute wondering how long it would take him to spurt, after all she had just sucked him off a few hours earlier.

Her question was answered a moment later when he shuddered silently and the thick white seed pumped out to cover his fingers.

“Gross and sexy at the same time,” she said, startling him.

Sam jumped in surprise. “What the fuck! Were you watching me?”

“Just for a minute. What are you doing?”

“What the fuck does it look like I’m doing? Jerking off.”

“Yeah. I can see that. But why?”

“You said it annoys you when I do it in bed and when I wake you up in the middle of the night to ask you for sex. So I came in here.”

“Very thoughtful.” This had been a problem at the beginning of their relationship and into the start of their marriage. While Judy thought her libido was active and robust, Sam needed sex, or so he said, twice as much as her. This led to a lot of masturbation on his part. It didn’t bother her for the most part, but now she was intrigued. How often did he actually have to do it?

Sam turned on the faucet and washed his hands. He watched dispassionately as his semen, his sperm, went down the drain. Judy watched this whole process with a clinical detachment. It didn’t turn her on nor did it disturb her, but she was intrigued by what her husband had said.

“How often?” she asked.

“How often what?”

“How often do you jerk off?”

He sighed and looked at himself in the mirror, unable to meet his wife’s gaze. “Once a day if we don’t have sex, usually.”

Judy’s lips twisted into a little moue of confusion. “But I just gave you a blowjob four hours ago.”

“Sometimes more,” he amended.

“And all in that little cock,” she teased. “It packs quite a wallop that I wasn’t expecting.”

“Ha ha.”

“Does it upset you when I tease you about your cock size?” she asked. Right then, more than anything, Judy wanted to reach out and cup his now flaccid cock, feel it under her fingers and see if she could bring it back to life.

Sam glared at her. “Yes. It’s annoying.”

“And yet when I do it while we’re having sex or I’m giving you a blowjob, you cum right away.”

He looked away now, out the tiny window at the opposite end of the bathroom. “Yeah. So?”

“You like to be humiliated.” She said it as a statement of fact, not a question.

“Maybe it helps me get off,” he admitted.

“Would you like to see me use a nice big vibrator in my pussy?” she asked, her voice low and soft. “I used to have a huge one before we got married. I thought it’s what I needed.” She paused and he looked back at Judy. “Until you came along I thought a big cock was important. But your little one does just fine for me.”

Now she reached out and touched him. He didn’t stop her. He was still soft but she could feel his hotness, feel the blood rushing though his manhood. “It might be little, but it works just fine,” she added.

“Uh-huh,” Sam agreed. He wasn’t capable of lucid thought at the moment.

“Want to fuck me?” she asked. Judy had gone to bed wearing just her white cotton panties. They were now soaked in the crotch.

“Yeah…” he vaguely agreed, and then shook his head coming to his senses. “But…” he gestured to his cock.

“I’ll fix that,” she told him, grabbing him firmly and pulling him back to bed with the slowly hardening piece of flesh.

The moment they rolled into bed she shoved his face between her legs. Together they pulled down her panties and he eagerly licked and sucked on her pussy, finding her clit and teasing it mercilessly with the end of his tongue.

“Enough,” she told him, pushing his face away. It was streaked with her moisture. “I don’t need your tongue. I want your little cock.”

They both looked down at his crotch. While not completely soft, he was barely hard enough to enter her. Judy shook her head and clucked her tongue. “Not nearly good enough,” she murmured. “That little thing just won’t do.” Suddenly she reached out and smacked him in the balls, not hard enough to do any real damage, but enough to give Sam a spike of pain.

He grew harder.

“I’ll have to order a new vibrator in the morning,” she said. “Something big and fat, something that I’ll really be able to feel inside me.”

Same grew harder still. He grabbed his manhood and started stroking it again as he knelt between her splayed legs.

She played her last card. “Maybe I’ll even call up my old boyfriend, Roy. He had a nice big cock, thick and stout. When he shoved it in me the first time we fucked, it hurt.”

That was all Sam needed. He pushed his wife down and thrust his now fully erect dick into her waiting pussy. Her fucked her hard and fast, trying to hurt her, slamming into her as hard as he could. Neither of them lasted very long. Judy came first, wrapping her legs around his waist and locking her ankles together. Sam followed shortly after her, letting out a gasping cry of pain and relief. There wasn’t much spunk left in his balls, but he forced out as much as he could, squirting it as deeply as possible in his wife.

It wasn’t that deep.

“That was fucking great,” Judy whispered in his ear as he breathed heavily into her neck. “This is going to be fun.”

“What is?” he asked her, confused.

“Now that I know how to really make you cum I’m going to do it all the time.” She paused and gave that a moment’s thought. “Well, as much as I need.”

“Okay,” Sam eagerly agreed.

Judy wasn’t sure if he was still playing their little game or if he was being serious. She decided to see how far to push the issue.

“What should I do first?” she asked. “Get a new, bigger vibrator or call up my old boyfriends by dick size?”

Sam groaned and rolled off her body. He was completely flaccid now. “Vibrator,” he said and started snoring. He was completely spent.

Judy knew getting a bigger vibe was easy. She wasn’t sure if she was bold enough to call old boyfriends…or even if she wanted to.

 

It had been a while since Judy had purchases a new vibrator. She wasn’t the sort of woman to take frequent trips to the local sex shop nor did she spend a lot of time online browsing through fetish gear. The vibrator she had been using was a gift from a college friend who told her that it would be more loyal than any man. Judy wasn’t sure that was true, but it had served her faithfully for the five years since her wedding. Google and Amazon proved to be incredible helpful in the selection process and she was ultimately pleased with the larger vibrator that arrived on her doorstep two days later. She was nervous about showing it to Sam, but he seemed thrilled by this little step she had taken.

“I want to watch you use it,” he said almost immediately.

This wasn’t a request that was entirely out of the ordinary. He had watched her masturbate before, both with and without assistance. It was just odd considering they were in the kitchen going through the mail after getting home from work. “Right now?” she asked, a little put off by his forwardness.

“Sure!” he agreed. There was obviously some confusion in their communication. She had been questioning the appropriateness of the timing and he was only focused on the immediacy of the event.

“After dinner,” she put him off.

Time seemed to drag forever that evening, at least for Sam. When they had taken care of all the ordinary chores, made dinner, cleaned up, and settled in for the evening, Sam insisted she masturbate for his amusement.

Judy rolled her eyes. “What if I’m not in the mood?”

“How could you not be in the mood?” he asked, more than a little annoyed. Grabbing her hand he pressed it to his crotch so she could feel he was already hard. Judy wasn’t sure if she was excited or put off by his forwardness. In the end, he persuaded her into the bedroom where she stripped down and he loaded the large flesh-colored device with fresh batteries.

Lying back into the pillows that were piled at the head of the bed, Judy opened up her legs, exposing her sex to her husband, turned on the device, found what she thought was an appropriate setting, and pressed it to the opening of her pussy. The moment it touched her skin she lost all doubt to whether or not she was doing the right thing. It felt wonderful. In a moment her pussy lubricated to the point of seeping out between her lips, the clit engorged and felt like it was throbbing pleasantly. The thick toy was easily pressed into her entrance where it slowly and steadily slid all the way up where she determined it belonged.

“Oh that feels fucking fantastic,” she breathed. “I should have done this sooner.”

Sam merely nodded in response and watched as she grabbed the large tool with both hands and started pumping it in and out of her pussy as fast as she could manage. It was almost impossible for Judy to concentrate. On one side she wanted to thrash around as if she were being fucked by a large, powerful man. But on the other side, she had to do all the work herself, to make herself cum. It was an almost impossible task until she managed, through the thick haze of her clouded mind, to remember that she only had the set to half power. Taking a half second to pause and twist the control knob, Judy soon found herself crying out with passion as one leg bounced uncontrollably up and down while the other locked into paralysis. It was a powerful orgasm, not the most powerful of her life, but strong enough that she lost more control than she intended and a little of her extra girlcum trickled out of her pussy to leave a damp spot on the sheets between her legs. She tossed the pleasuring device aside where Sam grabbed it and turned it off.

“You squirted,” Sam marveled.

“Not really,” she said, blushing with embarrassment. It always felt good to cum that way, but Judy couldn’t shake the feeling that she was either peeing herself or doing something so completely wrong it would get her in Big Trouble. Big Trouble with who she didn’t know. “It was more of a leak than a squirt.”

“Still counts in my book,” Sam said as he reached between her legs to feel her still trembling and soaking pussy. Right after making contact with her slippery lips she grabbed his hand and forced it away.

“No. Too soon. I’m too sensitive.”

“But I want to touch you and make you cum again.” He almost whined these words.

“I said no.” Judy wasn’t sure where these words were coming from, but she liked the power it gave her over her husband. “And you don’t really want to touch me, you just want to get me all excited again so you can fuck me, isn’t that it?”

Sam looked blankly at her for a minute. “No, you misunderstand…

“I understand plenty. I’ve already had all the sex I’m going to have tonight. If you want to get off…well, you know how to jack off.” She looked at him expectantly.

There was a long moment of hesitation between the two that only ended when Sam put his hand to his cock and started jerking off. It didn’t take terribly long. He was already keyed up and ready for anything. In this case anything meant cumming, which he did with copious gushes of white semen that landed on Jud’s thigh and the sheets. Feigning disgust, she used her hand to wipe the fluid off her skin and onto Sam’s leg. “Clean that up,” she told him, rolling over to go to sleep.

Sam did as he was told.

 

Judy was pleased with both her new vibrator and Sam’s reaction to it, but she couldn’t fully say why. She knew, of course, that the size and power of the vibrator was part of it, but not all of it. In her sex life she had never been a size queen, a huge cock didn’t really do all that much for her. It was nice enough and enjoyable if the man attached to it knew what he was doing, but size alone wasn’t important. What was more important at the moment was her control of Sam. Telling him what to do gave her a little thrill like never before. She liked being in charge of his sex life and decided to make it a little more exciting the next night.

When they got in bed for the evening Judy opened up the nightstand drawer where both of her vibrators were now kept, along with the lube and the few other toys they owned, and handed Sam the new, big vibrator. For half a second he looked at her, confused, but she hiked up the bottom of her nightie exposing her pussy. “Use it on me,” she ordered. “Make me cum.”

It was an order that Sam was happy to follow. He had on his pajama pants and didn’t bother taking them off before turning on the vibrator and teasing the opening to Judy’s pussy. It only took a few moments before she was moaning and starting to move around. Sam was able to push the thick tool deep into her cunt and found the correct angle that made her respond the strongest. Judy clutched at the sheets and bucked her hips as he worked her up to an orgasm. It was wonderful for them both and shortly Judy was gasping and crying out as she came. To her great surprise she managed to squirt a little bit of girlcum again. Normally that wasn’t a trick she could accomplish all that often, and usually it was at the end of an extremely intense fuck session or after she had gone a week without sex. Two days in a row was a miracle for her.

“Thank you,” she said with all sincerity to her husband as he switched off the vibrator and leaned down to her.

“You’re welcome,” he said just as he was about to kiss her, but Judy turned her head away from him, rejecting his advance. “What’s the matter?” he asked, confused.

“I don’t want you to kiss me.”

“Why not?”

She turned back to face him. His face was far enough away that there was no risk of him stealing a kiss. “Because I want to,” she told him flatly.

“That’s stupid.”

Judy rested her hand on his thigh which was still covered with his pajama bottoms. They were being tented upwards by his erect cock. Because of his size, or lack thereof, they weren’t tented up very high. “It’s what I want. Will you do something special for me?”

“Sure,” Sam agreed too quickly.

“I want you to not jerk off tonight,” she said with perfect sincerity.

“What?” Sam was completely confused now.

“No orgasm for you tonight. It’s all for me?”

“Uh…why?” While he had been happy to please his wife with the vibrator, he had expected a little reciprocation with, if not sex, then a blowjob, or at the very least a handjob.

“Because I want to see you suffer a little bit,” she teased him and immediately laughed. “No, because I think you jerk off too much and you need to have a little restraint. I want you to wait a couple of days and then we’ll have sex and it’ll be amazing for you.”

“Um…okay,” he said warily.

She smiled up at him. Her hair was fanned out on the pillow giving her a slightly angelic appearance. “You promise?” she asked.

“I promise,” he said with a weary smile.

It was the most difficult night of his life, he kept wanting to touch himself, but Judy was right there next to him, he could risk it, especially when she rolled over and draped her hand over his torso, right above his still hard, always hard, cock. Sam barely got any sleep that night and he knew it was largely his own fault.

The next night was just as difficult. Judy asked him to go down on her and then use the vibrator to get her off. She actually came when his face was in her pussy, but she didn’t mind the follow-up orgasms that she had when Sam was allowed to use the vibrator. When she was done cumming, when her pussy was so exhausted and so sensitive even the mildest of touches were painful, she pushed his hand away. “You know what I want next?” she asked her husband.

Slowly he shook his head. In all honesty he didn’t know what his wife wanted or was planning. “I want you to deny yourself another night; can you do that for me?”

“Again?” He tried not to whine, but that’s how the word came out. He was literally whining.

“Just one more night,” she promised. “And think of how wonderful it will feel when you fuck me tomorrow. Can you do that for me?”

Only after heaving an overly dramatic sigh did Sam say, “I’ll do it.”

And at the time he meant it. And his promised lasted until three a.m. when his hard cock wouldn’t go down no matter how he tried to distract himself. Carefully slipping out of the bed when Judy rolled over to her side after getting overheated next to him, Sam padded into the bathroom for some quick self-pleasure. Judy wouldn’t know. She’d never find out. He even left the light in the bathroom off while he pulled out his cock and quickly started masturbating. Knowing it wouldn’t take long relaxed him and he allowed himself to enjoy the moment. It had been almost three days since he had last cum which was the longest he had ever gone since hitting puberty.

The whole moment was spoiled when Judy snapped on the light to catch him mid-stroke. He looked up at her, guilt plastered on his face, and immediate he blurted out, “I can explain!”

The glare she gave him was withering, literally. His cock quickly shrank back to flaccid in just a few heartbeats. “I’m sure you can, but I don’t want to hear it. Finish or don’t, I’m truly don’t care. It’s like you cheated on me.”

She snapped the light off and marched back to bed. Sam stayed in the bathroom until he heard her softly snoring. Only then did he dare go back to bed. In the morning he told her, “I didn’t finish.”

Judy was still upset. She had been planning an eventful night with him but he spoiled it. “I don’t care. We’re not having sex tonight.”

That evening, after work, it was Sam who came to Judy with a solution. He was proud of himself for what he offered her. Judy was less impressed.

“A chastity belt?” she asked doubtfully. “You really think that’s a solution.”

“Just read the info on the website,” he begged.

After rolling her eyes Judy took the laptop away from him and he eagerly stared at her while she started to read. “Leave the room,” she said, not even looking up to acknowledge that he was staring at her. “I’ll read this, but I’m not going to do it with you watching me.”

Reluctantly Sam retreated from the room. It was an hour later when Judy called him back in. She didn’t actually need that much time to peruse what he had shown her. She was teasing him, playing with his emotions. It took Judy less than ten minutes to read and come to a quick conclusion about what Sam wanted, the rest of the time she spent fiddling around on Facebook and browsing other websites. The first thing she learned and understood from what he had shown her was he needed to be tease and controlled through his cock. Judy was pretty sure she could do that.

“Okay,” she said to him when he appeared at the doorway after she called him. “We can do this. But the first thing you need to tell me is why you want to do this.”

“Why?” he asked uncertainly.

“Yes, why. It’s not exactly…well, normal isn’t the right word. Apparently plenty of guys enjoy this, including you. I guess the right express is this isn’t exactly within the nominal sexual behavior for most men.”

“Nominal behavior?” Apparently all the blood was rushing from Sam’s brain to his cock. Judy could see the swelling beneath his pants.

She rolled her eyes and blew a stray strand of hair out of her face. “Yes. Nominal behavior. Why do you want to wear a chastity belt on your cock and have me deny you sex?”

“It’s not the sex,” Sam managed to say. “Or even the denial. It’s…wanting to please you.”

“Pleasing me?”

“My sex drive is higher than yours,” he explained. “If I wear a chastity device, it’ll keep me from beating off whenever I have the urge. You get to decide when we have sex. I mean, I’ll always be ready, but you’ll have the key, right?”

She brutally laughed at him. “I suppose if that’s what you want. You know you’re making yourself sound like a completely submissive little boy, don’t you?”

Sam blushed in embarrassment. “Maybe I am submissive. Sexually that is.” He hung his head in shame.

Judy mulled that over for a few minutes. “I know a little about dominant and submissive sex roles. I’ve never seen myself as dominant…or submissive for that matter. You really think you’re submissive?”

“Yes?” he admitted reluctantly.

“Well then I’ll see if I can play the dominant role.” She spun the computer around for him to use. “Order the plastic one, it seems like a good starter model. If it doesn’t work out maybe we’ll find something else. And make sure you get a lock too.”

“You want me to order it?” he asked, a little confused.

“Of course. I don’t want it in my name. And as your dominant you need to do what I tell you.”

“All right,” he agreed. He wasn’t sure if he should be eager or scared.

As a reward Judy allowed Sam to have sex with her that night. It was good, some of the best sex they ever had, leaving them both panting.

“I can’t wait for the chastity belt to get here,” he confessed to her after he climbed off her body.

“Cage,” she told him. “We’re calling it a cage. Chastity belts are for girls.”

“Okay,” he readily agreed.

“You really want me to control your sexuality?” she asked once again.

“Yes,” he answered with an emphatic nodding.

“And you like watching me masturbate with the big vibrator?” she asked. “Because I’m going to do that in front of you while you wear the cage.”

“Uh-huh,” he agreed. “That’ll be great. There’s only one that would be better.”

“What’s that?” she asked without thinking.

“Watching another guy fuck you,” he said too quickly. He gave it no thought. Right away she realized it had been something he had been thinking about for a long time.

Judy simply regarded him for another long, uncomfortable moment until she said, “In your dreams.”

Only later did Sam realize that she hadn’t said no.

 

 

Chapter Two

 

THE CAGE ARRIVED three days later. Every day seemed like a lifetime to Sam. When it finally arrived he was eager to try it on, but Judy was more circumspect in her approach.

“I’m the one in charge of it,” she told him. “I’m going to put it on you when I’m good and ready. You just need to wait.”

He waited through dinner and chores. By then Judy had formed a plan. “Get the box and take off your pants.”

In the intervening days Judy had spent some time reading her way through various chastity advice sites. She knew exactly what to do. While maybe it wasn’t her kink, she was interested to see what Sam’s reaction to actually wearing the cage would be. Her greatest worry was a possible sudden change of heart in her husband once it was on. She was interested in playing this game for a few weeks at the very least. It didn’t involve any suffering on her part. If anything, she’d be having more enjoyable sex than ever before.

By the time Judy opened the package and Sam dropped his pants he was fully erect. With a frustrated sigh Judy asked, “How do you expect me to put this,” she displayed the small clear, curved piece of plastic, “on that?” She pointed to his erect cock pointing up at the ceiling. Sam had gone overboard and was completely naked while she sat on the kitchen chair in front of him, still fully clothed.

“Sorry,” he apologized. “I’m excited.”

“I can see that but that doesn’t help the situation.” She knew what to do. “Go get some frozen vegetables from the freezer.”

Their purpose was immediately obvious. Sam placed the bag of frozen corn on his cock and slowly, steadily, the small piece of flesh shrank down to flaccidity. While they waited for Sam to shrink, Judy read of the instructions, but it was fairly obvious how to put the device on. Still, it took some practice and fiddling around with all the little bits to get everything properly aligned and in place. In essence, a ring went behind his balls; she first had to pull one testicle through it at a time and then his entire small penis. Once the ring was in place with a few spacers, two C-rings, and the plastic tube itself slid up the length of his shaft to be joined together and all held in place by the small brass padlock that was included in the package. Before either of them fully realized it Sam was locked inside his first cock cage. They barely heard the click of the tiny padlock as it closed on his soft flesh.

Their eyes met and Judy giggled nervously. Sam’s reaction was different. His cock tried to get hard. Naturally because of the plastic cage, it couldn’t. He bent half over with the little thrill of pressure and pain.

“What’s the matter?” Judy asked, concerned.

“Little bit of pain,” Sam admitted. “Pressure. I want to get hard, but I can’t.”

Judy tried to affect an air of nonchalance. “I don’t know how men walk around with those little bits dangling between your legs all the time anyway. I would think you’d be happier in the cage, less to worry about. Kind of like a woman with bit tits wearing an industrial-strength bra.”

“It’s no quiet like that,” Sam told her. He was down on one knee on the floor in front of her, his hand to his cage-covered cock.

“I’m sure,” she told him as she strung one of the little brass keys that came with the padlock onto the necklace that was included with Sam’s purchase. She put it on over her head and discovered that, no doubt intentionally, the key came to rest between her breasts. The other key she dropped into a plain white envelope. After sealing the envelope she wrote he name across the sealed flap. “For emergencies only,” she told him as she placed the envelope on the desk in their spare bedroom. “If there is an emergency, you’ll inform me right away, understood?”