He doesn’t

Mark took the magnet from the fridge and held it for a long while as he looked at the refrigerator. Then he turned to face me and grabbed my hand gently. "I am yours," he said as he placed the magnet in my hand. "I am dripping in arousal, and I trust you. Take me where you want to go."

"You mean it?" I asked, holding the magnet between our hands. "If you give me this magnet now, you won't have any way to hold me back."

He moaned again, "You mean if I let go of this magnet, I will not have any control over this? You will cuck me to your heart's desire, and I won't be able to stop you?"

"You let go, and I will fuck people, humiliate you, risk getting pregnant, and you will no longer have a say in any of it," I told him with a quivering voice.

He turned our hands over and pulled his back, leaving the magnet in my hand. "I'm your cuck," he said.

I threw myself into him and kissed him fiercely, "I love you, Mark," I told him, "And I am going to be the best hotwife you could ask for. I'm going to be such a slut, and you will only know it if you choose to open the envelopes. But if you do that, you won't get the release you desire."

He moaned again, "I can't believe how much this all turns me on. Do your worst, babe, please."

I smiled again before heading over to my purse. I reached in and pulled out a couple of condoms. "I was going to take these with me to Malcolm's today, but I suppose not." Together with the magnet, I threw the condoms into the bin.

"What if we wanted to use them?" he asked.

I giggled, "You are locked up in a cock cage. I don't think condoms are needed."

"Yeah, but I'm not always going to be in the cage," he protested.

I smiled at him, "Well, maybe not, but by the time you are released, I could just kiss the tip of your cock, and you will spew all over me. Then you would just have to please me with that mouth of yours, not knowing if I am still full of someone else's cum." He moaned and grimaced before I noticed a long drip of precum drooling from the cage. "Now, you should go do your hypno training. I'm going to do mine, and don't forget to write what you are thinking in your journal."

I turned and skipped away towards my computer.

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