There had been a point in their relationship when nothing but a hot, intense session of fucking would satisfy him. Anything less than that would feel tame, boring, and like a bit of a letdown.
But now? After finally agreeing to her suggested changes to their dynamics? Nothing could be further from the truth.
The mere feeling of her unzipping his pants, freeing his caged cock, and gently encircling it with her hand so he could feel the warm softness of her fingers between the bars of his prison was overwhelming.
His head immediately lowered submissively, his voice whispering, "Please??"
"Does that feel good, baby?," she cooed. "Can you feel my hand?"
"Yeah," he said softly. "A little..."
"Aww, only a little? Want more?..."
"Yeah?," she purred teasingly. "Want me to let it out for a little while?"
"Maybe touch it?... pet it?... stroke it?..."
"Oh my god, please yes...."
"Oh honey, you need it that bad? Would you like a nice, soft, long handjob sweetheart? Would that be nice?"
"That would be amazing! Please??..."
"You know I won't let you cum, right baby?... that I'll leave you hard, achy, and frustrated and then when I've finished with you I'll lock you back up?"
She had to fight to keep from giggling at the helpless, desperation in his voice when he whimpered, "I know..."
"But you still want it, right?," she asked softly.
"Yeah," he whispered in an adorably defeated voice.
"Of course honey," she purred, her fingertips lightly teasing through the bars. "Go get undressed, put your cuffs on, then get all spread out for me. I'll be in soon."
She smiled as she watched him walk away, disappearing down the hallway on the way to their bedroom. After taking a moment to pour herself a glass of wine she made her way to the bedroom as well.
She paused, leaning against the doorway, hip cocked provocatively as she admired the sight of her husband. On his back. Limbs outstretched toward the corners of the bed. Wearing nothing but a steel cage on his cock and leather cuffs on his wrists and ankles.
"Good boy,' she purred approvingly, letting her fingers trace teasingly along the swells of her cleavage. "Ready for me?"
Swallowing hard, he nodded and replied, "Yes..."
After setting down her wine she took her time, circling the bed and and attaching each of the cuffs to the straps already secured to the corners. She then carefully, delicately removed his cage and set it aside.
"So eager and needy," she murmured, amused at how immediately his cock was beginning to stiffen and unfurl.
And as she slowly drizzled warm oil down the length of his cock, a little more into her hands, she purred, "You have no idea how much I love doing this to you honey. Stroking your cock... feeling it sooo hard and hot in my hands... getting you so close to cumming knowing I'm not going to let you..."
Smirking at his whimper, in an innocent voice she added, "I'm just glad you've come to enjoy these too."
And with that she began to slowly... gently... stroke.
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