Trigger warning!!!
This episode contains topics of....
-MFf cuckoldry
-Caging
-Degradation
-Extreme beating
-Bodily fluids (cum, piss, blood)
If these are not your cup of tea feel free to back out now. I do not condone the activities preformed in this story. It's is fantasy and neither it or anything like it should be done. Consent is key but in the world of fantasy we can explore darker events than we can in reality. Stay safe and have a good time.
Out with the Old
My whole body hurt. It was like a thousand needles had been stuck throughout my body and they were all electrified. My cage was not big enough for me to stretch out so every night for the past year had been spent naked and curled up trying to hold in the warmth. But I was very grateful for the pile of rags The Queen had recently granted me, they helped keep the heat in a little and ever so slightly pad the hard plastic kennel floor.
The rocking of the bed and the low moans emitting from it suggests I may be let out soon. How else would The Queen get clean after her glorious pussy services this worthless slaves amazing husband? Only by the tongue of the slave of course. My pussy hurt to please him instead but I knew it wasn't nearly as good as The Queens. It wasn't even worth me touching myself even if I did deserve it which I didn't. The Queen had explained it to her very clearly, my pussy was only actually put there for punishment and pain and their were plenty of both to keep it satisfied.
When I had caught my husband cheating I was furious. I felt so betrayed and hurt but that anger quickly turned to guilt. This was my fault. I had denied him what he deserved. I had not been what he needed. I had thought back to the weeks in a row I had not given him anything or even shown interest. I would fix it I thought. I would be better and he would come back to me.
That night instead of confronting him I had dressed up and when he came home late again I didn't make a fuss. I took him straight to bed gave him everything I had been denying. I let him use me in every way he could think of that night and some I had suggested myself. I had been desperate to save my marriage. When it was done I had hurt as much on the outside as I did in my heart. I told him what I knew and he didn't even try to deny it. They would work it out he said. It would be better he said. I fell asleep crying in his arms still apologizing, still softly begging him to choose me. Still telling him I would be better. That was the last night I spent in my bed.
When I awoken the next morning The Queen was there. One look at her had magnificent nude body made it all make sense. Of course I wasn't good enough. Who could compete with this goddess of a woman. She was sucking my husband's cock in my bed right beside me and she couldn't even bring herself to stop her. All I could do was lay there and watch my husband's soul be sucked out through his glorious cock. And when he had finished in her mouth she hadn't simply swallowed. She had spit the cum out on her own body and looked at me.
"Lick me clean and accept your role little cuck slave." She said. I had tried to look to my husband, to plead with him to let me try again but the moment my eyes left her she hit me hard in the face. That was the moment I accepted my fate. I licked her clean through the tears and the pain. I was lucky just to get to be here. I was lucky to be allowed in the presence of such a woman. I was lucky to be allowed to see my husband happier than I has ever made him. I knew the only way I was going to stay this lucky was to make myself absolutely indispensable to this goddess.
When I had finished cleaning her she ordered me off the bed.
"Kneel at the foot with your head over edge." She said. "I want you to touch your worthless little pussy one last time before I take it away from you forever. Lucky for you I'm feeling very generous this morning so I'm going to give you something to watch while you cum."
I slid off the bed onto my knees and watched as she straddled him. My fingers found my clit and began turning slow circles as she took his rehardened cock inside her. His cock glistened with her wetness every time she lifted. The moans of ecstasy stabbed icy knives into my heart as my own wetness swelled. With effortless grace her body reacted to his need and quickened her steady strokes. My fingers moved faster with her forcing a moan from my lips.
"Please Sir" She begged "Please find this pissy worthy to fill." Her voice small and submissive. Truly begging, truly needing him to validate her undeniable beauty and skill. My pussy throbbed for release but seemed unable to accomplish it. I rubbed faster trying to break over the edge.
"Cum with me my sweet," he commanded. My heart stabs again as he calls her the name he used to call me. My eyes start to tear up but my fingers move even faster. His hips lift as he growls out a moan. Her legs tighten as she cuts back against him and as of someone pulled the pin on my grenade I finally exploded in orgasm as my whole body begins to sob. The tears fell like rain as my pussy convulsed around nothing. My head fell down onto the mattress only to be lifted by my hair as The Queens pussy was pressed to my face. I began to lick every drop from her even before she commanded it. Wanting so much to touch the man this cum came from, I suck every drop I can find from her.
A dribble from her pussy slides down over her asshole as she squeezes it out to me. My tongue goes before my body can even react. I lick it up off of her ass pressing my tongue soft against it. Her legs raise and her hand catches my head holding me in place as she squeezes out more over her ass. I lick it fighting the urge to gag at what I'm doing. Soon there is no more cum but she still doesn't let my head go. I keep licking and pressing my tongue into her ass.
"This is what your for now cuck slave. You are to serve me while I serve your husband. You were shit at serving him but you will not be shit at serving me or you will wish you weren't even born. You will do everything u say no matter what and with excited enthusiasm or I will make it so much worse you cannot even imagine. Do you understand?"
My face still pressed to her ass stops my words but I nodded vigorous. She lifted my head.
"Out loud" She screamed at me.
"Yes I understand" I say with a voice so full of fear I can barely recognize it.
Her fist was lightning quick as it struck my eye sending stars through my vision and a new wave of pain through my face.
"You will address me as Queen. Now try that agreement again properly this time."
"Yes, Queen. I understand." I sob. "I will serve just please don't hurt me anymore"
She seemed to take that as a challenge of her rights to hurt me. She hit me again before making me stand up.
"I will hurt you as much as I want, any way I want, any time I want." She yelled. "You will take whatever is given and be overjoyed that your not just being left to rot and die. Put your hand against the wall and spread your feet. I'm going to beat this message into you so that you never forget it."
I rushed over placing my hands against the wall not wishing to upset her further I spread my feet In the position I believe she will want me in as I heard her shifting around in a box behind me.
"Ah this should be perfect," she said. She brought it over and showed me the horrific thing. A flogger of sorts but on the end of each strand a heavy looking metal point. She took one of the points and drug it down my arm causing a bright red line of pain. It wasn't sharp enough to cut but it did leave a significant scratch. "I'm going to beat you with this until I think you will remember."
The first strike had landed across my back. The pain was like nothing I had ever felt. I couldn't breath. I couldn't think. I couldn't even scream. The second strike pulled me back up from where the first one had driven me. My screams of agony released by the new wave of pain. The third strike made my knees buckle and I fell. This didn't stop her though. She swung at everything she could get. My tits, my ass, my belly, even my worthless pussy when I had made the mistake of opening my legs. I thought I would die long before she stopped. I begged for her to stop. I begged for my life, and eventually I begged to die.
When she couldn't lift her arms anymore the assault finally ended. I saw my husband's face, cold and expressionless. I didn't dare to reach for him. I didn't dare to move at all except to turn my head up to the glistening body of my replacement.
"Kiss my feet, slave." She said still out of breath. I dove for her feet through all of the pain. I kissed them and worshipped them like my life depended on it and honestly I think it did.
That was exactly one year ago today on my 25th birthday. Today is my 26th, not that it matters no one would throw a party for a slave.
"Here slave," The Queens calls. I push the door open and crawl to her side of the bed. My cage is never locked. Who needs to lock in a slave that would never leave it without permission. I have slept in my own piss on many nights even without the cage locked because I didn't dare leave it.
I kneel perfectly still by the bed. The hot smell of fresh sex hits my nose and grows stronger as her pussy comes to the edge. I hear the snap of her fingers and I jerk my head out to find her eyes closed as is required. I lap the cum from her sucking the load from inside her. I feel her jerk but do not even slow. Whatever is happening is none of my concern.
"Stop licking slave," came my husband's voice. He rarely ever spoke to me and being address by him always made me so eager. Anything to please him. I froze mid-lick, my tongue still inside her tight hole.
"I want you to listen to me very carefully. Open your eyes," I do so rather reluctantly afraid of the punishment but hoping the order outweighed the rule. "Look at me," he commands. My head reels. She will kill me if I do it. I'm sure she will. I want so bad to please him but I don't think I can do that dead. "I said LOOK AT ME," he screamed. My eyes shoot up and I see he has her by the throat. Her hand are clenched tight to his. "This stupid whore seems to have forgotten her place. I want you to bite her pussy." The Queens hands begin clawing at his as my brain tries to process the words. Me? Punish The Queen? I'm dead. He's decided it's time to let me die. "I want you to put your mouth wide around her clit and bite down until you are released." He looks down into her eyes. "You are done disrupting me slave. You either put your hands behind your back and be grateful I don't want to bury you or I will not let go of your throat." Her hands stop. Slowly as if it took everything in her to do it she slide her hand under her back. He turns back to me "Bite her or ill do things to you that you have never even dreamed were possible and none of them will be good.
The threat sprang me to action. I pull my tongue from her, grab as much flesh as I could fit and sink my teeth in. The scream was beautiful. Her legs snap shut around my head causing me to bite even harder. I taste blood in my mouth but I don't know if it's mine or hers. I hold on for dear life as she bucks. Her sobs rock through her pushing the last of the cum down my chin but I stay firm just like he ordered.
He leans down close to her "You are only what I allow you to be cunt. I think you have been overly awarded and it has spoiled you. You need to remember your place. You need to remember what happens to useless girl's that don't please me. You are a slave. You are worthless if not to please." He looks at me. "Release." I do and I find that it was definitely not my blood I was tasting. I look at the perfect bloody ring, the way it wraps it way perfectly around the top of her pussy. I don't know what is happening but I know that tone. The Queen is in big trouble. Enough that he felt it appropriate to punish her with a slave. I wait for orders in my kneeling position, not sure what to do with my eyes so I put them down to the floor again.
"Get off my bed." He says to her. "Kneel beside your equal"
"No please I'll be go..." is all she got out before he slapped her face.
"I told you to GET OFF MY BED!" She began to scramble. She almost kicks me as her feet come off and she finds herself beside me. Her equal? I couldn't have heard that right.
"Slave," he said. "in the bed. Let's see if you can do a better job than this cunt did. I don't think it's possible to do worse."
I look up at him bewildered. "Surely you don’t mean, Master?"
"Did I fucking stutter, slave? Get up here and please me or your cage will be very crowded tonight with two of you inside it. My body throbs to life and I crawl into the bed already crying.
"Anything Master," I plead. "How can a worthless slave be pleasing to her Master?" His hand reaches out and grabs my hair pull my face to his cock. I take Jim in eagerly pulling it all the way into my throat. The tears stream down my face from the joy in my heart. I rock slowly being sure to touch every inch of it. I savor the sensation so happy to be here. I hear him start to moan and then to growl. His hand finds my head again and I lean into it encouraging him to fuck my throat with every fiber of my being. His hand seats itself in my hair and begins to pump deep and long into my throat. The pleasure of use swells in my belly making my untouched pussy hot enough to steam. I spend a moment to listen and I hear The Queens sobs. This was the power she felt. But the moment did not go unpunished. I lose track of my breathing and quickly I become oxygen starved. I fight my body. I will not give into its desire. I stay limp and open for him through sheer force of will. The heat becomes pressure as my worthless cunt begins to contract and throb. I try to fight off the orgasm that is growing there but I can't fight both. I give myself to him. Anything for him. The spots in my vision go from bright colors to dark spots as the deprivation threatens to turn off my brain completely but I do not fight to breath. He pulls me in deep and I feel his cock swell in my throat as the hot cum pours out of him. My pussy explodes as my own orgasm wreck me. A split second before I pass our he pulls me up and I gasp for air. I'm sure I'll be seen unworthy for my lack of control but I'm so glad I at least got the chance to fail. I start to sob uncontrollably as I confess my sin.
"I'm so sorry Master. I'm so sorry. I'll take my punishment well." I sob. I bow before him back arched high not touching him but inches from his flesh.
"You can from sucking my cock?" He says astounded. "You will not be punished for that. That shows how eager you are to please me unlike some ungrateful cunts." He turns to The Queen. "Did you see that you stupid slave? That is how you should treat your Master."
My heart threatens to explode at his words. I was eager to please. I would do anything to be found pleasing.
"From now on you are equals under my command. No more Queen only Master. If you please me you will be rewarded. If you fail you will be punished." He turns and looks at me.
"Happy birthday My sweet."