Julie arrives with gifts

After Mark got home the next day, we set up for the movie night with Julie. “So,” Mark said, “I haven’t looked at any of the cards,” he confessed.

I smiled at him, “Are you asking if you will get a reward tonight?” I asked him as I made up some margarita mix. I was wearing a simple slip, nothing overly showy. It was just comfortable.

“Well, maybe,” Mark said.

I stopped for a moment and pulled out the yogurt. I had finished the first tub and had gone onto Craig’s more concentrated tub. In all honesty I had started to crave it, which firstly was hot, but also concerned me a little. “Well, I did promise, but I won’t tell you what the surprise is.”

He groaned in frustration, and I laughed. It was around then that we heard a knock at the door. “That will be Julie. Can you let her in? Oh, and she is coming straight from the Gym, so she may want a shower.”

Mark groaned again and quickly went to the door. I looked over to see Julie coming in wearing skin-tight leggings and a sports crop top, her nipples poking through the fabric. “Mark,” she chirped giving him an awkward hug while holding a bag in one hand. As the door closed, she added, “I hear you are enjoying being cuckolded. Keep behaving, and I might have to give you a special reward.” She grabbed his crotch and smiled, “Not bad at all, nice and hard, not small like I thought you were going to be.”

“Why did you think I would be small?” he asked.

Julie shrugged, “Well, just the cuckolding stuff I have seen is always about small dicked guys, but you seem pretty average. Speaking of, I got a gift for you, Kimmie.” She put the bags down on the coffee table and reached in to pull out a small box.

I skipped over and grabbed it from her, and opened it up. Inside was a metal cock ring engraved with the words ‘Breeding bull’. Mark laughed, “There’s no way that will fit me?”

Julie looked at him and smiled, “Nope, it’s for Kimmie when she finds her breeding bull.” The internal diameter of the ring could easily fit three of my fingers. As I slid my fingers through it Mark moaned again.

“Oh, I love it; I can’t wait to try it out,” I said and heard Mark moan again.

“Don’t worry, Mark, I have something for you as well. So I’m going to shower while you get changed.” She handed him a box and started for the bathroom, taking the bags with her.

Mark opened his as I looked over his shoulder. Inside was a chastity cage. “Oh no,” he said.

I laughed, “You asked for this, and as Julie said, you behave, and you may get more rewards. Want some help putting it on?”

“No,” he said in resignation, “I’ve got this.”

I smiled and ducked into the office, grabbing the ‘lock Mark in chastity’ card from my pile. When I returned, he was naked except for the silver cage with a bronze padlock hanging from the bottom. “It’s quite heavy,” he said.

I laughed and handed him the card while I took the keys from him. “I’m going to go hide these,” I said.

“Wait, what?” he asked.

As I went to the bedroom, I saw Julie in the shower, her dark skin lathers in soap; hanging on the towel rail nearby was a sexy set of lingerie. “Mark, can you get Julie a towel?” I called out. Julie shot me a look and smiled.

As I hid the keys in the bedroom, I heard Mark say, “Holy shit,” shortly followed by a groan. “Oh damn, I can’t get hard in this thing.”

I laughed. This was going to be fun.

If you want to support me and see me write more, please visit http://patreon.com/Dearborne_Erotic_Literature