The Dead Bedroom 11-16

Copyright Katt Ford 2022 Kindle Edition All characters in this story are over the age of eighteen Would you like to be notified when I publish new books? Go to my Author Page and click the big yellow Follow button: Author Page Want a free story? Sign up for my newsletter here! Read Parts 1-5 here Read Parts 6-10 here Cuckolded By The Dominatrix “Please, Alice.” Jamie’s voice cracked as she spoke. She was kneeling right beside me on our living room floor, and I could smell the perfume rising from her body, along with the rubber smell of the latex catsuit she wore. My cock ached desperately inside its cage, as usual, prompted into life by being so close to both her and Alice. Two goddesses like something out of my wildest fantasies, their incredible bodies wrapped in skintight latex. Both of them with incredible sexual power over me. But clearly, they weren’t equal. Because Alice, a girl I used to date, was now sitting on our living room sofa like it was her personal throne. And both me and Jamie were kneeling before her like penitents seeking a miracle from a cruel and capricious goddess. “Call that begging?” Alice gloated. “You’re almost as bad at this as your pussy-whipped husband. You’re lucky you’re so pretty.” Alice shifted on her seat, the living room light shining on the curves of her body that the latex catsuit clung to. She uncrossed her legs, and I watched the key to my chastity swing and sway as she placed both feet on the floor, sitting with her legs spread. She leaned forward, her elbows on her knees, the tight black corset she wore over her catsuit creaking under the strain as she stared at my wife. “There’s got to be something you can do to convince me to let him go, hasn’t there?” she said. Beside me, Jamie gulped. And I didn’t blame her. She didn’t know Alice as well as I did, but she had been around her often enough and seen enough of her videos to know how devious this woman could be. How easily she could slip into pure sexual domination. How impossible she was to say no to. Alice hadn’t given me the choice when she put the chastity cage on me. But ever since she had done that, I hadn’t had much choice in anything she wanted to do with me. And now, I found myself wondering, while my heart pounded with nervousness in my chest, just how well my wife could resist the charms and threat of this other woman. Alice’s hand strayed over her body, caressing herself through the shining latex. Above her corset, I could see the defined shapes of her nipples pressing through the thin rubber as her fingers moved over them, and as I glanced over at Jamie for a moment, I saw my wife’s nipples were just as visible and excited as Alice’s were. Turning my eyes back to the dominatrix, I watched her run her hand down over her indrawn stomach and the corset that made it impossibly narrow, moving over her hip, sinking slowly between her spread legs. Right there in front of us both, she rubbed herself, running her fingers over her pussy which could be seen as a dim shape between her thighs, split by a tiny zipper like the one on the catsuit my wife wore. “Ever eaten pussy before, Jamie?” “No,” Jamie croaked. She was staring right at Alice, completely entranced by this woman as though she had forgotten I was even there. “No time like the present,” Alice grinned. Reaching for the zipper of the catsuit, she pulled it slowly down. I moaned against the dildo gag in my mouth as I saw her pussy revealed, already swollen with anticipation, her lips already shining from moisture contained within the latex catsuit until she freed it. I glanced over at my wife, staring at Alice’s pussy in astonishment. “What if I made you eat me out?” Alice asked, purring faintly as she rubbed her finger against her now uncovered pussy, the digit shining with her juices. “What if the only way to free your husband’s cock was to lick my pussy right in front of him? Would you do it?” Jamie opened her mouth to speak, then hesitated. There was a whole world in that moment of hesitation for me. A whole world of sexual desire and frustration and excitement and pure disbelief. My wife had never expressed even the slightest interest in women that way. She might comment on Alice’s beauty and sexiness, but that was a long way away from actively desiring her the way I did. But Jamie paused before speaking. And that pause said more than any words on the subject could. “No,” Jamie said at last, shaking her head vigorously as though to break the spell she had fallen under. But she stayed kneeling in front of our mistress, still transfixed by Alice’s fingers sliding up and down her sex. “No?” Alice said, still smiling, still completely in control as she began to rub two fingers up and down her trembling pussy. “You’re really that selfish? Geez, Steve. Can you believe she won’t do that to give you an orgasm? All she has to do is eat my pussy. You’d give anything to eat my pussy right now, wouldn’t you?” Gagged, I simply nodded, making the dildo bounce up and down in front of my face. Alice laughed out loud, completely delighted with her total power over me. “Well, okay then,” Alice said with a tiny shrug. “If you don’t want to fuck him that bad, I guess I’ll keep him locked up a while longer. But now you two have got me horny. Come on, slave boy. Show me what you can do with your wife’s new toy.” With that, Alice leaned further forward and reached toward me. Reaching past Jamie who still kneeled astonished on the floor beside