Everything and Anything. Part 7 [chastity] [cuckold] [cbt]

Thanks to everyone for the positive response. This is part 7 of a long series. I advise reading the previous parts for this one to make sense.

I did write this in haste, so please excuse any typos, misspellings or punctuation errors.

Enjoy.

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I don't really remember everything that happened after Kate showed up in the office of Richard's shop.

Richard kind of took control and helped me get unhooked from the machine and my bindings. Kate was in a bit of shock. She went to the bathroom and made an attempt to clean herself up. Richard kind of ushered us to one of his cars and I drove us home. We did not even stop for clothes, or our phones or anything.

We asked each other questions along the lines of "Was this what you wanted or expected?" We both kind of hummed and hawed around the truth of her being brutally face fucked, in public, by a sadistic asshole. I did not talk too much about me being given a chance to free myself, which she did not know, and step in.

We did also have a moment of kind of "I did it" for her taking such a huge dick. She congratulated me on being a good puppy and taking the relentless ball pounding. We were both exhausted, sore, and emotionally wasted.

When we got home, she went to take a shower and I went to make some pancakes and scrambled eggs. She said her throat hurt too bad for my crunchy bacon that she has always loved.

I cooked nude. Partly because I was still in a bit of shock myself, and partly because my balls had swollen up to like three times their normal size. I did not even remember I was naked and caged until Kate emerged from a lengthy shower. She found me in the kitchen, she too was nude under a large blanket except for the towel wrapped in her hair.

She found me at the stove. She wrapped the blanket around me and held me close, pressing her breasts into my back. Her head leaned into my shoulder as she warmed me and drew comfort and strength from me. I remember pulling everything off the stove and turning into her and hugging her, then a passionate kiss then me setting her on the island and eating her pussy to a marvelous orgasm. In the heat of the moment I asked if she had the key to my cage, and she said "no, it's at Christals house."

We spent like the next 12 hours like this. Naked. Together. Drawing comfort from each other. Me pleasuring her. She did help me put iced bags of vegetables on my swollen sack. She also performed a very delicate examination of my swollen balls and both orbs seemed to still be in tact. She even teased me about standing on them to help get the swelling out. This brought out a gleam in her eye.

We talked about us. She asked if I still loved her. I said, "without a doubt." I asked if she still loved me. She gave me a reassuring "more today then any day before." This ignited another round of passion that concluded with me using my hands and my mouth to pleasure her in such a way she levitated off the bed and fell in the floor. This made us both laugh and ended with a nap, naked on the bed cuddled up together.

It was sometime in the afternoon when after giving her another orgasm, she asked if she could pleasure me. We both laughed when we looked at my locked dick. We knew that with my balls being swollen as they were there was no chance of getting them out without the key. She said she wanted to pleasure me and asked me if she could peg me. Make me have a prostate orgasm. She seemed so grateful for me, my strength and my tenderness.

I said that sounded nice, and went to clean up. She put on her strap and soon my goddess had me on my back, entering my body and using a vibrator on my cage. After the initial adjustment, it felt very, very good. She kissed me on the lips, was gentle on my balls, and very insistent on my pleasure. She pegged me slow and gentle and building the pleasure as it got close. It felt so good to connect with her, even like this.

Partly out of emotion and partly out of pleasure, and partly out of the need for relief she made me cum. And cum and cum. It was my first ever prostate orgasm. It was my first ever orgasm caged (I had only been caged before for less than 48 hours). I came in buckets. It just oozed out of my caged cock as it strained to be hard. I remember making a little noise as I orgasmed. Laying there on our bed, my legs on her shoulders as she stood on the floor. This was bliss. This was the new, real, us. Together.

"Bravo!" Rang the loud voice snapping me from my post coital bliss.