Officially a Cuck

Now Bob starts fucking her in earnest. Helen's attention is back on him. Her arms around his neck, holding him. Mouth in an O as she's takes a cock bigger than she is used to.

I sit stunned. Watching... my cock, with a will of it's own, rock hard in its cage, crushed by the plastic sheath, balls purple with the pressure, adding a physical **** to the exquisite mental **** watching my wife being fucked in a manner more complete and satisfying than I have ever been able to do. I feel part of my ego break, I feel for the first time, that this is where I truly belong. He flips her over and starts pounding her pussy hard.

I realise I have crawled closer, so I can see his cock pistoning in and out of the pussy that had once been mine. My wife's pussy taking this huge cock, stretching to fit it. I am transfixed. There is juice everywhere - I can smell it. It is intoxicating. There is a part of me that is repulsed but I cannot help but be turned on by the sight of my beautiful wife fucking like a pornstar in front of me.

I become aware that I am leaking into my panties. I desperately want to wank, reaching for my cock instinctively, but it is useless. What little friction I can generate on my cock through the cage just adds to my frustration. The knowledge that I am trapped like this adding to my humiliation.

"You were born to be a Cuck, weren't you" Bob's husband laughs "You're not man enough for this beautiful woman. She deserves a real man... like me. Someone who can fuck her properly. Make her cum. Look at my cock pounding her sissy."

The tempo is building. They are both sweating. The urgency in their movements is mounting. Helen, her head back, eyes closed, moaning and gasping, is clearly approaching orgasm. I now know this is the most complete orgasm the has had during our marriage, that this game is no accident, and that I have lost her as a man. I know there is no way back from this.

She cums

It seems to last forever.

Her legs shudder. I can see the contractions in her pussy. Pressurising his cock - intensifying her lovers pleasure - and then he cums. I see the tightening in his balls. I can even see the pulse though his cock, and then he deposits his load just inside the entrance of her pussy. Only the head of his cock is in there as he shoots his load. This is deliberate. I already know what this means - my final debasement.

So does Helen. As Bob steps back, she swivels her ass in the chair so that her pussy is facing me. I can't take me eyes off it. It is gaping open and there is massive cum load resting in the opening, framed by my wife's legs, curve of her breast in the background and her beautiful, flushed face looking down at me. "You know your duty Cuck. Clean my stretched pussy"

As if in a trance I shuffle forward and leaning in tentatively stretch out my tongue to the opening. She gently, lovingly reaches a hand to the back of my head, guiding me in to my fate, my submission. "That's right Cuck, we know you can't please me with your cock, but you can please me with your tongue"

I hear the echo of Bob's laugh, him dipping up his trousers, leaning over the top of me to kiss my wife goodbye, then he leaves. Helen looks down at me with love in her eyes "Well done baby... that's it... just there... this is your role from now on" I pause to say something, about to lift my head "Not now baby, back to work.... remember only I can choose to stop this now"

And I lick...