Friday, June 29, 2012

Timmy was required to visit his wife Rebecca in her office every day at lunch time.  She was a powerful executive for an international corporation, and Timmy was her sissy cuck husband.  While many of her fellow cuckolding wives believed in maintaining their husbands in strict chastity, Rebecca found it extremely comical to watch Timmy’s penis orgasm, so she allowed him to cum daily.  She did, however, insist that he only orgasm under her strict supervision.  So he would obediently arrive at her office, one of her assistants would show him into her office with a knowing giggle, and he would submissively approach his intimidating wife confidently seated behind her large desk.  Most of the time, she would be on the phone, usually participating in a conference call, so he would approach her silently, and once he was standing beside her, he would pull his pants down to his ankles.  His wife would quickly unlock his chastity cage, freeing his penis, which would immediately become erect. Rebecca also reached into her desk drawer and pushed a button on a small remote control, causing the butt-plug buried deep in his ass-cunt to begin vibrating powerfully.  His wife would pull up her short skirt, exposing her lush, nylon clad thigh, and place her hand on her thigh, forming a tunnel between her leg and hand.  Her husband would then excitedly insert his penis into the tunnel, and frantically hump his penis back and forth, eager to achieve his supervised orgasm.  He found the combination of sensations caused by both her stockings and her hand extremely stimulating, and would always cum in less than a minute of leg humping.  As he approached his premature, impotent orgasm Rebecca would touch the mute button on her phone, and begin laughing at his grimacing face and his frantic movements.  Rebecca’s favorite part of this tedious process was that Timmy screamed and wailed like a woman when he came.  Of course the intensity of his ejaculation was distinctly out of sync with the intensity of his verbal expression, and today like every day she made sure to cruelly make that observation just as his penis began twitching and spasming, struggling to expel his watery semen in slow, weak dribbles onto her thigh.  Timmy could barely hear her over his girlish squeals as the changing texture of her stocking as his cream covered it prolonged his orgasm.  The buzzing in his ass-cunt kept him in the throes of orgasm long after his little dribbles subsided, which meant he was still gasping and moaning as his wife firmly pushed him to his knees and he obediently lowered his tongue to the creamy mess on her thigh.  As he cleaned up his mess, his wife un-muted her phone and resumed her conversation.  Several minutes later, Timmy emerged into the outer office where his wife’s assistants worked, on unsteady legs and with his ass unconsciously jutting out, because the vibrations continued deep in his ass-pussy.  He was greeted with mock applause as he stepped out of his wife’s inner office, and even though that was no surprise to him, it still made his face burn.  Stephanie, one of his wife’s prettiest assistants, said to him as he walked by “that sounded like a really good one today Timmy!” which almost made him cry as he teetered to the elevator

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