Denial Ch. 05

She just lay back and thrust upward. "Don't let me fall out. Keep moving deeper." She warned.

She leaned back on her arms. luxuriating in my pain and humiliation. She smiled with half closed eyes, "I'm curious, sweetheart, which do you feel like: a woman or a faggot." In a few moments, she seemed to remember something, and reached for the chain around her neck, and unhooked it. As I was bouncing up and down on her dildo in my ass, she unzipped my custom girdle and unlocked my cock cage. Maxine removed it and immediately began to stroke my penis with such erotic intensity, she had to hold me back from coming two or three times, until I almost couldn't hold back any longer.

"Are you close?" Maxine asked, and continued her stroking and thrusting.

"Yes. Very close."

"Okay. Now get on your hands and knees, head near the edge of the bed." She quickly stood up, and positioned herself near my head at the edge of the bed. She grabbed me behind the neck, and brought the shit smeared dildo close to my mouth. "You can jerk off while you clean the dildo with your mouth."

I looked at the dildo, which had my shit smeared all over it. I didn't move, and Maxine tilted her head up to me and looked at me quizically. "I said you can have an orgasm, sweetheart. Go on. Start." But I did nothing.

Maxine quickly reached over and grabbed hold of both of my wrists, keeping my hand away from my penis. "Do you want to come or not?"

"Yes."

"Then what's the matter now?"

I thought for a moment, and then decided to take a stand. "It's crazy. I'm not going to lick my shit off a dildo."

"You're not? Then you're not coming either."

She continued to hold my hands, and she shifted onto the bed, and got behind me now, just holding my hands above my head. She said nothing, and I just lay there. It was becoming a battle of wills. "Well, do you clean the dildo now?" I shook my head.

Maxine began fuming, and we just sat there with her holding my hands away from my cock. When she saw my penis had shrunk, she began putting my cock cage on again, stuffing it into the smaller place, pinching my skin against the metal and leather. She didn't say a word. She locked the key in place, and put it back on the chain around her neck. I didn't expect her to act so reasonable about all of this. After all, it was part of the "sensitivity exercises" which she considered so important, and I apparantly had failed.

Maxine then pulled my girdle up again, took off her dildo harness, and surprisingly, she climbed up and straddled my face, offering her pussy to eat. I did, and she began to caress my chest and arms. She reached forward to get something from her night table drawer, and continued the touching. Suddenly, she snapped handcuffs on my wrists behind me, and before I could push her off of me, she had attached them by a wire, under my legs to my cock cage. She pulled a few times, jumped off of me, and pulled me quickly up to a standing position to my closet door. She tied the wire to my tie hook, and I was being pulled by my cock cage.

In a moment, she stuffed a black leather hood over my head and pumped a rubber gag into my mouth (all toys from the bag.) Then, she took the wire in her hand, and pulled me along, and lead me downstairs, and I could sense, into the garage. I heard her open our car door, and she then pushed me in. She laid me down in the back seat, and tied my ankles together. She threw a sheet over me, and started the car. We drove for at least a half-hour, until she finally stopped the car. She got out of the car for about 5 minutes, came back and drove for a few yards. All was quiet outside.

Finally, she opened the car door, and by my wire, yanked me to my feet. She then hustled me for a few yards, where she unlocked a door, and led me in.

She threw me on the floor, and came by to get me on my hands and knees, and then she yanked on the chord. I was hooded and gagged, and couldn't smell or see a thing. She tugged the chord, almost pulling my cock and balls off as she did so.

"You're in a motel room in Greenville. This was Dr. Gruen's original plan for the exercise. There's a leather bar a few blocks from here. In a few minutes, I'm going to go over and make a deal with the bartender. I'm going to tell him that there's a punk in a motel room who can handle all the rough trade he can send over. He can sell tickets to your asshole to his customers. But, the motel room will not be paid, and you have no transportation, or male clothing, and you'll be tied up, so you'll have hustle for tips. Until you come up with $500 you don't come home." Maxine yanked on the wire. "Can you imagine what you'd have to do to earn $500 in tips in this room?"

I heard her walking around me on the carpeted floor, and I was petrified.

"Now I did bring your shit-covered dildo with me, and if you can clean it to my satisfaction, then maybe I'll take you home tonight." I felt her shoe near my face, and it was nudging near my mouth. "But I don't know now. You look so hot and ready for any hard dick, maybe I should just make you do it. I may even watch." I was broken. I would do anything not to become a punk in some motel. I couldn't believe that Maxine, my wife and best friend was doing this to me.

Maxine reached over and unpumped my gag, removing it from my mouth hole. The cold air rushed into my mouth. "Suck my heel while I consider." She snickered, and nudged my head down to the ground where she began working her heel in and out of my mouth. I heard her lighter click, as she lit a cigarette. For a moment, the only sound was my breating, and Maxine slowly blowing out smoke.

"I could arrange a special rate for studs who want to, what do they call it, "fist fuck" you. Would you like that?" She pistoned her heel faster. "I'm going to change my mind in a minute, pussy."

I shook my head no, up and down many times.

"Good move. Although we probably could have used the extra money from the rough trade." She said. "Now get this clean."

In a moment, Maxine was guiding the shit covered dildo into my mouth. I was close to gagging on the taste of it. "You've tasted my shit many times, Missy. Why does your own repel you so much? I wonder what tricks your customers would have made you do with their shit, huh?" Strangely, Maxine was tenderly caressing my neck as she pistoned the dildo in and out of my mouth. "Squeaky clean. You're a good cocksucker, bitch."

Maxine then zipped the hood mouthpiece up again, and cradled me in her arms, holding my wire. For a moment.

"Do you want our sex life back on track?"

I shook my head yes.

"Did we both agree to try the exercises that Dr. Gruen recommended."

I shook my head yes. Actually, I have come to dread going to see her in two nights, and begun seeing Dr. as more of a monster as the week wore on.

"Will you ever try and sabotage an exercise again? Ever?" She said.

I nodded my head, and she cradled me for a few minutes.

Then suddenly, she stood up, bringing me with her by the wire. "But I think I will leave you here after all." I began screaming under the gag, panicking. "You'll learn a new trade, become a real breadwinner. I'd love to watch you take two at a time. One in your mouth and a big one stuffed in your ass. Oooh. Exciting."

She was laughing, as she led me around the room in circles, then suddenly, she reached up, unzipped my mouthpiece, "Beg me not to do it."

"Please. Please don't!" I pleaded.

"Why? Are you afraid?" She asked, leading me around the room faster.

"Yes. Very afraid."

"Who's the only one who will help you. And keep you away from here." She prodded, yanking harder.

"You."

"Will you ever forget that.

"No. I won't forget."

"Will you ever question any demand I make on you, no matter how much you don't like it."

"Never."

"Why."

I paused, panicking. "Because you'll do something terrible to me if I do."

"Yes, that's right. And, just remember, that as bad as some of the things I request are, it could always be worse. I promise you, pussy, next time you defy me, I'll bring a few cans of Crisco, and it will all happen for real." She pulled hard several times.

"I do have one more surprise for you." and she ripped the hood off my head. I looked around, and was astonished to find that I was in my own living room!!

"Surprise, cocksucker." Maxine yelled from behind me, where her tugging on the wire was doubling me over. She kicked at my feet, and I was on my back.

"Now," she said as she brought her now bare feet to my face. "Did you learn your lesson?"

"Yes, Maxine." I answered, still stunned.

"Did you learn that women have been weak and not in control, and have always been vulnerable to just what happened to you."

I nodded, thankful that I was really home, and that the nightmare wasn't real.

"Now get upstairs and lie down on your back in bed."

She stood behind me, pushing me up the stairs, and when I reached the bedroom, I lied down on my back. Maxine, dressed quite normal, with little makeup, was nonetheless stunning when she undressed. She got on the bed and grabbed the wire.

"You got me soooo hot with your pleading. The images that must have gone through your mind that I would leave you tied up in a bed in some motel room to suck and fuck your way home made me cream. Just the evil depravity of it. It's so wicked and cruel, I couldn't help it. I've been keeping these feelings all locked up and taking them out on you by denying you sex all these years. I'm glad I can rechannel it now."

As she climbed on top, I could feel her wetness and heat even before she settled her pussy onto my mouth. "Did the idea make you hot."

She reached down to feel my cock in the cage. "I think it did. I find it so exciting, I may actually do it sometime if I get angry enough at you. And you know what?" She began grinding her cunt into my face. "If you complain about it, I'll just come up with something even worse in its place." She sighed softly as she continued using my mouth as her dildo.

I had no choice but to tremble, and accept it.

To Be Continued...