Our little game continued. [M28, F25, M32] [cuckolds perspective]

This is a continuation of the 'Our secret game series'. Special thanks to u/ Substantial-sun-6109 for his writing to this point. This story was written with his permission. Please go check out his story as background for this as this story picks up where the last one left off.

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After Katie fell back on the bed and told me she was so happy to be marrying me, I needed a chance to recover. I kind of fell back and ended up sitting on a plush chair in the corner of the bedroom. Dan came back in and laid down next to Katie and pulled her close and soon both of them were asleep. I drifted off as well.

I woke up a bit later, sometime in the morning, to Katie between my legs. She was closing the cage back on my cock. She felt me startle awake as she was about to turn the key in the lock. I was still a bit drowsy and took a bit to figure out what she was doing. She read my mind and said, "Let's just keep this little guy locked away for a bit more, don't you think?" I went to put my hands on hers and she looked up at me. "Don't you like being safely locked up in your cage. It's supposed to be really good for guys with premature issues."

I responded that in fact I don't want to be locked up. It gets painful.

"Oh, don't be a cry baby. Isn't it better to have a bit of discomfort than embarrassing you and me in front of your boss by continuing to cum so quickly?"

She had a point and I did relent. She turned the key and secured it on a sterling silver chain necklace on her neck. She looked beautiful as she stood up and pivoted and walked toward a shower that had already been turned on. Her ass never ceased to draw all of my attention and I was lost in watching my sweet fiance walk toward the bathroom and an awaiting shower.

I started to get up to follow her when I heard Dan, my boss and her new fuck buddy, call out, "Come join me in the shower, this big dick isn't gonna wash it self."

Katie giggled back at him, "I know it needs more than two hands to wash your big daddy dick." She said as she closed the bathroom door behind her.

I began to get around and find my clothes and then find Katie's bag and clothes and packed her up so that we could leave when she finished her shower with Dan. A half hour later they emerged from the bedroom still wearing towels and came to the kitchen where I was waiting. Dan kissed Katie deeply on the lips, then smacked her on the ass before they parted and Katie went to make coffee and Dan rummaged for food.

I cleared my throat and approached them. Katie's arm went around Dan's waist as she rejoined him somewhat startled by my reappearance.

Dan addressed me first. "Sorry about that Jake, or shall I say 'cuckie', I did not know you were still here. I figured you left after Katie put you back in your cage."

"I was thinking I would take Katie home with me. You guys have had your fun. You have seen me in my cage..."

Katie interrupted me, "and it was so good for you to stop in and lick me to the best orgasm of my life while Dan fucked me."

Dan cut in at this point, "Technically cuckie licked you to the orgasm by himself. I had already cum, you know all over his face."

I could not help but blush. I was able to muster a weak but insistent, "Katie, we should go."

"I am not ready to go we still have the rest of Sunday. Dan's favorite team is playing the Sunday night game. I have already promised to be extra naughty and wear their jersey during the game."

What was it that I was hearing? She had always been fun and playful with me, but a blow job and probably a lot more during the Denver game would be a dream.

I just pleaded, "Don't you think you have done enough?"

Dan jumped in, not letting me finish. "Jake, Katie has committed to giving me a very special birthday present, buddy. One that I value greatly. Has she ever put your teams jersey on and danced for you before sucking your little weenie?" Katie smacked Dan playfully on his bare stomach as he stood there with his towel wrapped around his waist and the outline of his impressive cock on full display behind the thin veneer of the damp towel.

"I might have, but be nice." She said looking up at him with a grin before sauntering off to the bedroom, dropping her towel to leave both of us staring at her perfectly shaped and well worked for bubble but as it jiggled on her tiny frame.

Dan looked at me, noting that i was still visibly upset and offered a solution.

"Tell you what. There is one present that you can give me that will make up for not getting to spend the rest of the day exploring your fiance." He looked me up and down. "This will be a one time offer." Pausing for effect. "Does Katie have all of the keys for your little cage thingy?"

I did not like where this was going. I was already feeling the weight of what can only be called 'cuckold angst': the powerlessness, the arousal, the humiliation. Little did I know it would only get worse.

"I think she does."

"In that case, I will let you take your girlfriend home with you now, in exchange for the keys to your cage and with the expectation that I can and will be with your girl whenever I want until we figure out a time and a way to get your keys back to you or Katie."

"No way man. You can't just expect to use her whenever you feel like it."

"Haven't I been doing that all weekend? I have more videos if you'd like to see."

I did and did not want to see. My cheeks blushed. The tightness in my chest and stomach doubled.

"If you don't give me the keys to your pathetic cage, I am going to ask you to leave nicely and have Katie beg to stay and tell you to go home. All. Alone." He punctuated the last words with a weighted pause in between each word. I felt the weight and understood my dilemma.

Katie picked the right time to break the tension again. She comes bouncing back into the kitchen from the bedroom wearing a cute little Denver jersey, tied up tight under her perky boobs showing her flat stomach, a pair of sexy orange booty shorts, tall socks that came up to mid thigh. It was obvious she was not wearing a bra. She had completed the look by wearing Dan's favorite broncos cap turned backwards. I have never seen her look so hot and so much like his girl. I did not even think she knew who Denver's team mascot was and here she was dressed like a slut for them and him. The feeling in my gut got tighter.

She saw the tension on my face. And even after giving us each a kiss, me a peck on the cheek and him a kiss on the mouth, she asked what the issue was.

"Dan wants to know if you have both keys to my cage with you."

"Cuckie here wants to interrupt my birthday present and I have asked him to give me something in return for not accepting your present."

"I have the keys." She paused registering that I was coming undone on the inside. She turned to me, "If you need to leave, I can leave, but I will want to make sure we make this up to Dan as he has been a very gracious host." My brain later translated that to what she really meant, "Dan has fucked me senseless in the best way possible, and I will need it again."

She moved to my side and wrapped her arm around me.

Dan, knowing he could have pressed his advantage but elected to play the long game, "I'll take the keys. We can talk later. Make sure you tell Katie about all parts of the agreement."

I was speechless with the growing pit in my gut but had to get out of there. Katie posed for a few pics as she undressed, to send to Dan later, and soon she had handed the keys to my cage to my boss, my friend and now our bull, Dan. She climbed into the car with me and we were quiet. Affectionately quiet. We did not talk as I drove her to her car. She held my hand, our fingers entwined, her head on my shoulder. I pulled up to her car. Without a word, just a knowing understanding she followed me back to our apartment.

I was quiet. In my head. After a long nap for both of us, Katie decided to go have a glass of wine with her friend, Sara. As far as I knew Dan did not text or call.

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I woke up the next day dreading work. I did not want to see Dan. I did not want to have any alone time with him. I had at one time held a little bit of an upper hand as he did not know I knew he was fucking my fiance behind my back. But now, the reality that he knew... that he knew alot. That he had first hand experiential knowledge of his superiority and my inferiority. That he had personally experienced being chosen by my girl for sex over me, instead of me and in place of me was not lost on me. Couple that with the fact that in the heat of the moment, he claimed my wife-to-be and then relegated me to cum receptacle all in one fell motion.

Katie seemed her perfect self. She kissed me good morning. Made my coffee and bopped around the house in her skimpiest work out clothes while I readied for work. Her good mood was not lost on me. She teased me about my locked and drippy cock before bending over in front of me in a pair of super short and thin workout shorts and barely there sports bra. She practically glowed. I had to ask her about it.

"You seem to be glowing. Was the weekend that good?"

"Yes." She said with a big smile that radiated warmth and deep seeded happiness.

"That's not really an answer." I retorted.

"Do you want the whole truth or just the part that I think you can handle?"

"I want all of it. If it makes you this happy, it makes me happy." I said, not fully contemplating the implications but that was the most honest answer I had. "If the sex with Dan was this good I need to know."

"Oh baby, this happiness is way more than sex. Yes the sex was absolutely mindblowing and other-worldly. 12 out of 10 and could have done more. But this, she said with a bit of introspection, is me having my cake and eating it too."

I looked at her quizzically. "How so?"

She came up to me and hugged me. Like a bundle of intimate appreciation and affection were being communicated from her soul to mine. She continued, "I get to be engaged and soon married to an amazing loving and caring man. Like a real man. That makes my heart beat and me feel safe and protected." She punctuated these words wjth a squeeze in the hug then pulled back. "But I also get to be the slut of a alpha male that can flat out fuck. He makes my panties wet just thinking about him and his smell. And his cock. And what he can to do me with his dick? I can't really describe."

She appeared to have gotten lost in the deja vu as her voice trailed off.

"I have also learned that there are things I can do for and to you that can make your experience as the cuckold fairly amazing too. You onow thats what you are now, right? A cuckold. That's what had me out yesterday evening and into the night."

"What things?"

"Well talk more about that tonight. I don't want you to be late for work. I hear there will be a staff meeting this morning first thing." She said with a smile handing me my coffee, a packed lunch and my work bag and ushering me out the door.

My head was spinning. My cock was leaking in this damn cuck cage and I was off to work with a stupid grin on my face and a gut that was full of angst.

I walk into work and turn on my computer to check email. There it was an all hands meeting. Just about the time I get ready to head out of my office and into the conf room, I get an alert on my phone. It was from Katie and showed her getting a massive facial with a bit of audio at the end, "Yes, Daddy I love when you give me facials. My stupid fiance can't give me a facial like you with his small pecker." I felt the all too familiar arousal and angst. It hit like a drug to my nervous system, white hot arousal and mind numbing and gut twisting jealousy. The arousal served as an unwelcome reminder of the cage on my dick. And the voice as I rounded the corner and entered the meeting room as the owner of the keys to my cage.

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