This story was originally written in December 2022, but was revised and finished in March 2025.
Ryan groaned softly as his wife’s warm, wet mouth sucked eagerly at his aching cock. He hadn’t been allowed to cum for several weeks now and he was lying back on the bed while Nicole tended to his pulsing meat. Though he could never be 100% sure, somehow he was convinced that tonight was the night he was finally going to be permitted to blow his load.
Nicole paused her sucking and looked up at her husband of eleven years, her fingers gently stroking up and down his cock, relentlessly but not with a particularly firm grip. Enough to madden, but perhaps not quite enough to bring about release.
“You want to cum soo bad, don’t you?”
Ryan groaned loudly in agreement and felt his wife’s mouth envelop his shaft once again, he didn’t know how much more he could take of this, but he knew cumming without permission would be punished harshly and he did not want to risk that.
“Your cock is so fucking hard… I love it when it’s like this, aching, desperate… needy. I bet I could make you do just about anything I wanted right now.”
Ryan could only close his eyes, afraid to give away just how true that statement was… and how badly he wanted her to do just that.
Nicole’s thumb played over the swollen head of Ryan’s cock as she lowered her head and sucked on his heavy balls.
“Wow, these balls are so full… ” she chuckled. “I wonder how much longer I’ll make you wait until I let you empty them?”
Ryan groaned in frustration, but even so he was convinced today was the day.
“Oh what… did you think I was gonna let you cum today?”
“I …hoped, Mistress….”
“Oh really, and what gave you that idea?”
“I don’t know Mistress, just a feeling…”
Nicole smirked and bent her head again, her tongue lapping at his nut sack as Ryan squirmed in ecstasy. Then abruptly she lifted her head as if she’d just had a great idea.
“Do you really want me to let you cum today?”
“Yes Mistress… please.”
Nicole idly stroked her husband’s thick cock, pausing a moment to think before she continued.
“Well… okay, but if you really want to cum, then you’re going to have to be completely honest with me.”
Ryan looked down at her inquisitively.
“Can you be 100% honest with me slave? Because if I think you’re lying to me I’m going to lock your cock back up and I’m going to ‘misplace’ the key for at least a month… maybe even longer!”
“I’ll be honest Mistress, I promise.”
“Mmm, that’s what I wanted to hear.”
Nicole’s lips parted as she took the head of Ryan’s prick into her mouth yet again. She absolutely loved sucking her husband’s cock, especially when he was so incredibly desperate to cum. Her tongue toyed with the sensitive underside for a moment and then she swallowed almost his entire length, gagging noisily on it as she forced it deep into her throat.
“Fuuuuuuck!” moaned Ryan loudly. “No, you gotta stop or I’m gonna cum…”
Nicole’s head snapped up and she slapped the head of Ryan’s cock hard several times.
“No! You don’t cum unless I say. You don’t ever cum without my permission!”
“I know Mistress… but please I can’t take it when you’re doing that to me, not when I’m like this...”
Nicole smiled and ran her tongue around the head of his cock, pondering whether to just push him over the edge for the fun of it and punish him later, or maybe just lock him back up without spilling a drop.
Poor Ryan, he looked so desperate… and he’d been so good to her this past few weeks. He’d taken her to dinner, he’d bought her flowers, he’d given her more orgasms in the last few weeks than he’d had in the last three years… she really wanted to make tonight good for him.
She closed her lips around his cock once again and gradually teased him close to the edge, after eleven years she could tell pretty well when he was approaching the edge even if she still couldn’t reliably pinpoint the exact moment. Once there she released his cock and held it steady, her finger and thumb wrapped tightly around the base.
“If you really want to cum tonight, then I want you to tell me exactly what you’re thinking about right now… while I’m sucking your poor, aching, denied cock?”
Ryan gulped, his mind racing as he tried to come up with something convincing. As much as he wanted to be honest with her he just didn’t know if he could.
“I’m…. I’m thinking about… you. I’m thinking about licking your beautiful pussy and making you cum Mistress.”
Nicole cocked her head to one side, her eyes narrowing slightly as she contemplated his uninspiring answer.
“Much as I love hearing that, and as much as I know you love eating my beautiful pussy, somehow I’m afraid I don’t really buy it. Which means you’re hiding something that you’re either embarrassed about… or something you don’t think I’m going to like... or both. So I’m going to ask you again, and this time I want the truth. Understand?”
Ryan looked down at her helplessly.
“And in case you’re wondering, no this is not a trick. I already know you lied the first time, so telling me the real truth this time is not going to trap you. You see, I could lock you back up like I said I would… but now I’m curious to know what you were really thinking about. So tell me.”
Nicole’s hand closed around Ryan’s cock once more and started a slow, hard stroke. Ryan squirmed against his wife’s grip and felt the nails of her other hand begin to dig into his scrotum.
“Well? I’m waiting… and the longer you have to think about it, the less I’m going to believe what you say, so I suggest you spit it out.”
“I… I… I was thinking, about… you Mistress. But not about eating your pussy…. about you… hurting my balls, with your beautiful feet.”
Ryan was twitching nervously as he spoke. He could feel his wife’s nails digging harder and harder into his ballsack, just as he could feel his cock expanding dangerously as he confessed his secret.
Nicole giggled to herself as she felt his meat engorge.
“Now that I can believe,” she said with a playful smile on her lips. “But I want to know more.”
Ryan sighed in frustration, he found it very difficult to share his fantasies at the best of times and this was really tough for him.
“Tell me ‘exactly’ what I’m doing in your fantasy,” she ordered before gently taking his cock back into her mouth again and sucking gently on the head.
Ryan shifted uncomfortably beneath her before he spoke breathlessly…
“You are standing in front of me Mistress… I’m on my knees… naked. You are standing over me… holding my head and rubbing your gorgeous pussy in my face. Then you look down and tell me to beg for it… I look up at you and say ‘Please hurt my balls Mistress’. You smile and step back and order me to spread my legs wider… then you flick your foot up between my legs.”
Nicole groaned loudly into his groin as she listened to her husband’s words. They had incorporated some moderate CBT into their games for quite a while now, but she’d never gone that far before.
“Is that what you want me to do to you now?” she asked, hoping for a definitive yes.
“I’m not… sure, Mistress…” Ryan said nervously.
“Oh, I think you do. And since you weren’t honest with me the first time, I’d say your balls deserve a good kicking. Wouldn’t you agree?”
Ryan gulped loudly, he had fantasized about this for so long but even now he wasn’t entirely sure if he was ready for it.
Nicole ordered him off the bed.
“Get down, on the floor,” she commanded.
Ryan scooted off the bed and quickly knelt down. Nicole slid off the bed too and moved closer, then bent forward to stroke his cock as she kissed him passionately on the lips. Ryan could taste his cock on her breath, he always found that very erotic and sensual. Nicole pulled away slightly and looked deep into her husband’s eyes.
“Do you want me to hurt your aching, swollen balls with my pretty little feet?” she asked.
“Yes…” Ryan nodded, his jaw trembling slightly.
“Well if you want me to do it you’re going to have to ask me nicely.”
Ryan licked his lips, struggling to keep his eyes open as Nicole pumped his dick.
“Please would you hurt my balls with your beautiful feet Mistress?”
“You really want that?”
“Yes Mistress.”
“Oh, I will slave… with pleasure.”
She let go of his cock and stood back.
“You take over now, stroke your cock right to the edge and as soon as you get there put your hands behind your back.”
Ryan wrapped his right hand around his throbbing dick and started to stroke. He was a little scared but his cock was betraying him, racing towards the edge faster than he really wanted. Meanwhile Nicole moved right up close to him again, rubbing her pussy against his face, taunting him with her delicious, shaved slit, just like in his fantasy.
“See how wet I’m getting just thinking about this? Just think how good it’s going to feel when I kick you in the balls and your cum leaks out. That’s what you really want isn’t it? You want me to ruin you with my feet? By rights you should be getting locked back up without release… and next time I ask you what you’re thinking I expect you to tell me the truth the first time. But just this once I’m willing to grant you a little leeway, because you know what… this might be your fantasy, but I’m 100% here for it.”
Ryan was stroking fast now and looked like he was getting very close. Suddenly he pulled his hand away and Nicole stepped back ready to drive her foot into his swollen, heavy balls. Ryan waited with his eyes closed and his teeth gritted, but the moment never came.
“Unless you’d rather just go back in your cage?” Nicole asked, a hint of mocking in her voice.
Ryan pulled himself up straight, determined not to take the easy way out.
“No… thank you Mistress.”
“Very well then…” said Nicole. “Stroke it again, and make sure it’s right to the fucking edge.”
Ryan watched as his sexy wife leaned back against the bed and dropped her hand between her thighs, her fingers gently teasing her pussy as she watched him.
“Come on, get to the edge for me… I want to make your fantasy real.”
“Come on, do it… you’re making me sooo fucking wet here!”
Ryan gasped as he felt the edge coming, he stroked his cock four more times and then pulled both hands back behind him, clasping his right hand around his left wrist in anticipation of the pain to come. Before he even had registered that Nicole had moved he felt her foot fly up between his legs and make solid contact with his balls three times in rapid succession. Ryan gasped loudly and crumpled forward onto his hands and knees. And when the initial shock wore off he looked down to see his still rock-hard cock leaking cum all over the wooden floor of their bedroom.
Nicole stepped back to watch as Ryan reached down to cradle his aching nuts, her hand playing idly between her thighs.
“That was so fucking hot,” she breathed. “Was that as good as you hoped?”
“Yes Mistress,” Ryan croaked. “Way better…”
“Good. Because we will definitely be doing that again.”
“Thank you Mistress.” said Ryan, his hands still caressing his tender balls.
Nicole moved closer and rubbed her toes in the pool of cum between Ryan’s legs then carefully lifted her foot to her husband’s mouth.
“Kiss my beautiful foot and say thank you.”
Ryan lifted a hand to support his wife’s foot and lovingly kissed it all over, murmuring his gratitude as he did so.
“Now suck all that cum off my toes.”
Ryan obediently sucked and licked each toe until it was clean and then Nicole pulled her foot away.
“Good boy… now lick up the rest of that mess and then get back on the bed, I’m soaking wet now and I need to cum sooo bad.”
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