His Ultimate Fantasy Ch. 01

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Noah's secret is discovered, and things change forever...
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Part 1 of the 2 part series

Updated 06/14/2023
Created 03/14/2023
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Prologue (of what's to come)

Noah

"Nearly ready!" Lily, my wife, calls from our bedroom. "You'll love this surprise, I promise!"

It's been such an exhausting day, moving all of the boxes into the house. I'm still annoyed at being punished too, all I did was drop 1 bottle of wine. But my punishment was decided, so here I am, outside the door of my own bedroom, kneeling on a pile of rice. My knees have gone numb by this point, but the pain still burns into my skin, and every muscle in my body aches for relief. I'm also a little cold from being completely naked. Well, not completely naked... my chastity cage takes the 'naked' title away from me.

"Okay... Come in!" Lily calls out.

Gratefully, I stand up, brushing grains of rice off my knees. I'll clean the pile of rice up later. I open the door to my bedroom. There are rose petals on the floor, and a lush scent of rose noir fills the room from the candles dotted around the room. I notice the differences to the room immediately. All my belongings have been cleared off the bedside table. The bed is completely different and my eyes fixate on it. I don't know how to describe it. It's a bed, yes, but... on top of a cage! The cage has the dimensions of a king sized bed, except inside it, is simply one single mattress. My eyes wander up to Lily, my wife, who's lying on the comfortable king size bed. As soon as I see her satin black negligee, my dick shoots to the end of it's chastity cage. I gasp, audibly, as the sharp spikes dig deep into my flesh. Lily giggles, and gestures to the only other person in the room. I finally turn to face Darnell. He's naked too, yet he makes me feel completely inferior.

"Like we discussed bitch." He commands, an arrogant smirk on his face.

Three words that seal my fate. I've been repeating his instructions over and over in my head for the last hour. I don't dare to think what will happen if I get his commands wrong. I drop to my knees infront of him and bend down. I begrudgingly kiss each of his feet, before I sit up in my kneeling position again. I look up and meet his eyes. There's a glint of victory in those piercing black eyes of his.

"T-Thank you for...for allowing me to be in the room while you f-fuck my wife sir." I stutter.

He laughs, and I hear Lily laugh from the bed too.

"You're welcome... I have a little gift for you too bitch!" He says.

He moves towards me and grabs the back of my head. With his free hand, he grabs his cock. Thwack! He slaps me with his cock. It stings my face, as his cock is truly quite large, thick and heavy. Lily is ecstatic at this, and she lets out a shrill laugh. Darnell slaps my face with his cock a couple more times, making Lily fall into hysterics, before he finally releases my head from his grip.

"Give your wife a kiss goodnight then!" Darnell says, mockingly.

I quickly scramble towards the bed. Lily extends her foot out and I catch a tiny glimpse of her red panties under her negligee, before she quickly covers up again. I kiss the sole of her foot a couple of times before she gently kicks my head away. I kneel again and say the final line that I've been told.

"Thank you for such a lovely birthday present Lily. It's a dream come true!" I say with some enthusiasm.

"You're welcome husband!" Lily chimes.

Without saying anything else, I start to crawl into the cage below the bed. Darnell swats my ass, hard. His slap is enough to push me into the cage; that's how powerful this man is. I turn around as he slams the cage door shut, locking it with a key, which he quickly tosses nonchalantly to the side. He gives me one final menacing grin.

"Goodnight bitch!" He exclaims.

Before I can say anything, he's pounced onto the bed, just inches above me, and he and Lily start to giggle and the bed-frame starts to squeak. I shut my eyes, but I know that I won't be getting any sleep tonight...

Now

Noah

Friday 4:26pm

I reluctantly turn down the music that's blasting from the speakers of my 2019 BMW X3, as I pull into my driveway. The sky is grey, but nothing can spoil my mood. Not after the $40,000 contract I just agreed with my newest client. I can tell that Lily is already home from work. Her cute Fiat is parked slightly askew in the driveway.

I'm Noah, by the way, Noah Archer. I'm 28 years old, and I run my own photography and videography business out here in Texas. I've been quite successful, as my main area is corporate photography. I'm the go-to guy for companies looking to level up their images on their websites or create a new promo video. I'd like to think I'm quite good at what I do. It's how I met Lily actually.

Lily's my wife. She's a design architect. She's very successful, and has worked with large companies, including some of the tech giants from silicon valley. She helped design their futuristic buildings and I always tell people that fact with pride. We met in silicon valley after one of the companies whose buildings she designed, reached out to get me to film for them. Lily happened to be there for their grand opening, and we instantly clicked. We dated for around 9 months before I popped the question. We just knew we were destined to be with each other forever. That was three years ago though, and while I could keep reminiscing over our relationship, I notice that Lily's standing in the doorway, and she does not look happy at all.

I clamber out of my car and lock it with a lazy click of the fob. I head towards the front door, towards Lily.

"Did I leave the toilet seat up again?" I ask mockingly, laughing at my own joke.

I can tell she's not impressed with my joke, and I quickly adjust my demeanour. As I reach her, I lean in for my customary kiss, but she swerves me and heads inside the house without a word. Clearly I'm in trouble for something, and as I toss my keys onto the breakfast table, I can see Lily is waiting for me, like a tiger ready to pounce. She's sitting upright and has her hands placed on a black binder.

"What's that?" I ask, eyeing the folder.

"I needed to print something from my USB stick earlier, but my laptop wouldn't connect to the printer." Lily explains, with a matter of fact voice. "So naturally, I hopped onto your computer to print off my page! Anyway, I stumbled upon this while I was on your PC and thought you might be able to explain it better."

I shuffle nervously as she slides the binder across the marble surface. It nearly falls off the table, but I manage to catch it. I turn over the cover. The whole world stops. Time stands still. I feel Lily's eye's burning into my face as I look down at the page. It's a picture of a woman getting fucked by a black guy with Lily's face photoshopped onto the woman's head. I'd photoshopped it ages ago and forgot about it. I turn over to the next page and there's screenshots of my private Reddit accounts and my private Twitter too. All of my posts about cuckolding, chastity, forced bi and even some findom Tweets are all bound neatly in this binder. I flick through page after page; the screenshots and images seem to be never ending. I flick through the pages for what feels like hours, and I'm still going through the images when Lily breaks the stifling silence.

"So. What do you have to say for yourself Noah?" She asks, crossing her arms.

"I-I uhh..." I have no idea what to say.

A stuffy silence starts to fill the room and I finally manage to take my eyes off the binder. When I finally meet Lily's eyes, I can see that tears are starting to form in them.

"I'm so sorry Lily..." I gasp. "This was all just... Lily honey, I just... I got caught up in the excitement... the fantasy..."

She looks at me, and while tears have run down her cheeks, she now has an ominous glare in her eyes.

"First of all. Why the fuck did you photoshop multiple pictures of me onto other women having sex?" She asks. "Do you like cuckolding? Do you want to be cuckolded?"

"I-it's complicated..." I reply honestly. "I like the thought of it..."

"I'm not upset at your fetishes Noah, you can be into whatever you want. What I'm upset about is the fact that, not only did you hide things from me... but you photoshopped these images of me, and you let it impact our sex life." She says. "I am beyond disappointed in you."

Her statement fills the air with an echo of finality. Disappointing Lily is like kicking a puppy; the worst thing I could do. Admittedly, her comment about our sex life has been coming, and it's one that we've both been avoiding like the plague. In truth, when we first started dating, we fucked like two horny rabbits. But over the last year or so, things have dried up. We have sex probably once every week or two, but it's just not the same as before. I do think that at our age, me being 28 and Lily 26, we shouldn't have let things dry up in the way that they have. To add to this, Lily's definitely caught me out. It was when we stopped having sex as frequently that I resorted to my vice; porn. I had a reddit and twitter account from before I can even remember, and these quickly accommodated my sexual fantasies. I'd often tell Lily I was 'working late', when in reality, I was at my desk, jerking off to various outlandish porn videos. So I can't even defend myself now that Lily's called me out for what's happened. I take a moment to try and take everything in, but I'm really struggling. I focus on my breathing before Lily breaks the silence.

"I need to ask you something Noah and I need you to be completely honest with me." She says. "Have you been cheating on me?"

The question throws me off, as I've never had thoughts of being unfaithful to Lily.

"No. I've never cheated and I never would." I reply honestly.

"Okay... if you ever did, I'd be out quicker than the speed of light." She says.

I nod and she lets out a slight smile. I smile slightly too, still cautious of angering her.

"Right. I need some time to get my head around all of this and I'm sure you need some space too. I really believe that we can work through whatever this situation is. Do you?" She asks me.

"Yes honey! I want things to go back to normal... I mean, I know they might not, but I love you and we can make things work!" I reply, a little too eagerly.

"Good!" She says, matching my enthusiasm. "I'm going to head to the gym to clear my head, and I'm meeting Paige for dinner anyway, so I won't be home till late. You can cook your own dinner, and you're sleeping on the couch tonight."

I don't argue. I at least know better than that.

Lily

Friday 5:47pm

My legs are aching but I persevere. I keep climbing the stairmaster, my legs trembling with the effort. I'm still in shock at what Noah's been up to. Admittedly, the idea of cuckolding Noah, the love of my life, doesn't seem as scary now that I'm angry at him. In fact, whilst our sex life has taken a sharp downhill turn, the idea of sleeping with someone else surprisingly turns me on. I've never experimented much in terms of sex, so it could be a fun idea to try. I'll need to bide my time though; Noah's on high alert at the moment.

Once the stairmaster screen displays 30 minutes, I ease myself off and head in for a shower. Before I know it, I'm on my way to meet Paige for dinner. She's picked out a trendy Italian restaurant downtown, and whilst I don't tell her the reason, she comments on my sexy dress that I've chosen to wear. Naturally I get eyed up and down by some of the guys, and I can't tell if it's the wine or my true desires, but I'm really enjoying all the looks I'm getting. I decide to tease Noah. Poke the bear as they say.

at the bar with P. couple of hot guys have flirted with me... bet that turns you on xx

I type out the text and add a laughing emoji to the end, before hitting send. He'll probably be writhing all night, and whilst I know that no guy has flirted with me, I chuckle to myself, thinking about how nervous he must be.

I get home around 11pm, after Paige convinces me to hit the bar for a couple of drinks. Noah's passed out on the couch, and for a second I do feel sorry for him. Then I remember what he's been doing, and I head into our bedroom without a second though. I change out of my dress, and as soon as my head hits the pillow, I fall into a deep slumber.

Saturday 9:37am

The smell of bacon hits my nose before my eyes have even opened. I rub my eyes open, and I'm grateful that the curtains are shut. Noah would have swung them wide open by now, and I start to remember why he hasn't. Thoughts of our conversation from yesterday flood my mind, and I hope that things are slightly less awkward today. I sleepily roll out of bed, my mouth a little dry. I head downstairs into the kitchen, where Noah is carefully monitoring some eggs that he's cooking. He hears me approach and quickly spins around.

"Morning baby! I made you some breakfast... thought you'd need it after last night." He says, a little awkwardly.

I thank him and sit down at the breakfast bar. He serves me my plate, which looks delicious. He sits down opposite me, a little hesitantly. I give him a nod to reassure him. After everything that happened yesterday, I have some clarity. I'd actually spent a lot of time researching these fetishes yesterday afternoon while he was still at work. Noah didn't need to know this yesterday though; I wanted him to feel uncomfortable for a while.

"Honey, I've been doing some thinking..." I say, taking a bite of my toast.

"Uh-huh?" Noah grunts back.

"What would you say if... if I were to help make these fantasies of yours become a reality?" I ask.

It's quite a blunt and upfront question, and I giggle as Noah nearly chokes on his bacon strip.

"Uh... I mean... I'd love to try... but do you want to?" He asks.

"I thought about how sex has become a little stale for us recently, and I just thought it could be a way to reignite our passion for each other..." I say.

"I mean... yeah I'd like to..." He replies.

"You sound hesitant?" I ask. "If you want to try then tell me now. Be honest with me. If you don't want to, then we can drop this conversation and I don't have bring it up again."

His eyes bulge at this ultimatum. I don't enjoy giving him an ultimatum, but I want closure on the situation, and I also think this is the push he needs. It's one of the things I read yesterday; all about submissive men.

"Yes. I want to try some of the fetishes with you." He replies, more confidently.

"Good boy!" I reply.

His eyes nearly pop out of his head when I say those two words. I'm only repeating what I read online... I didn't realise it would have such a big impact on my husband. Fake it till you make is as they say!

"So, let's go through your fetishes again." I say, trying to remember what I'd printed off yesterday. "Cuckolding, chastity, forced bi and feet. Is that everything?"

"And umm...findom too..." he adds.

"Ahh yes!" I reply, recalling the various articles I'd read about financial domination. "That's the one where you pay money for no apparent reason, other than the fact that you enjoy it right?"

"Yeah!" He laughs, a little surprised that I know what it is.

"Well, my husband giving me money is definitely something I can get behind!' I reply, chuckling. "Now, I don't know a lot about forced bi so that's one for the future, but I was thinking... we could start at the deep end with cuckolding?"

We're at a fork in the road. This is the moment where our lives could potentially change forever. It all depends on what comes out of Noah's mouth next.

"Yes!" He replies, eagerly.

"Say what you want me to do... in detail..." I say, as seductively as I can.

"I...I want you to get fucked by a big cock... to have my wife pleased by another man..." He replies awkwardly.

This stirs something within me. Hearing him say it, hearing him put it into words, excites me.

"Okay... then it's decided. I'm going to sleep with another guy!" I say excitedly. "So, let me spend the morning thinking about how we should go about this, and I'll let you know later today what the plan is?"

"Yeah, sure honey!" Noah replies excitedly.

"Perfect!" I reply

Noah

Saturday 1:42pm

"So I'm thinking we pick between Marcus and Darnell... who do you think honey?" Lily asks, turning her phone to show me a girthy black cock on the screen.

After I started to get back into Lily's good books with breakfast this morning, I headed to the gym and brought some lunch back for us both. Upon my return, I found out that Lily had been quite busy with this whole cuckolding idea. She'd signed up for Tinder and Bumble, and had set up a very sexy profile; She'd even cheekily put a lingerie picture on! Needless to say, she'd already had a tonne of messages from all sorts of guys looking for casual hookups, all the way to long term relationships. She'd found two guys, Marcus and Darnell, both of whom wanted something casual, and they both seemed to be quite well built. Darnell had been daring enough to send a dick picture upon Lily's request, although he looked to be around 7" hard, so he had every right to be confident.

"Hello? Am I talking to a wall?" Lily asks, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Gawking at Darnell's cock are we?"

She laughs jokingly. She's sprawled over me on the couch as we cuddle, and I start to feel a sense of normality returning. It feels good to snuggle with her, even if she is showing me who is going to get to fuck her.

"Darnell, definitely. His dick looks big and Marcus seems a bit weird." I reply.

"Darnell it is!" She says and begins typing away on her phone.

Twenty minutes later, Lily strolls into the bedroom, where I'm dutifully putting away the laundry. She's got a guilty grin on her face. She doesn't say anything, just walks up to me and turns her phone to face me. There's a text exchange on screen, which I quickly digest.

Darnell: so imma be real with you baby, I'm a guy that knows what I want and you seem like a sexy woman who knows she wants me... what do you say to a drink tonight? and then if we get along, I'll take you back to my place xx

Lily: yeah honey... after seeing that pic... let's just say it's highly likely we'll be back at your place xx

Darnell: good girl! You'll be okay to get into town yeah?

Lily: of course! just text me the bar and time xx

My eyes bulge as I read their messages. It's actually going to happen. Tonight.

"Yup! I'm so excited!" Lily exclaims, sensing my slightly nervous reaction. "You do still want this right honey?"

"Yeah of course!" I reply. "It's just happened so quickly is all. I'll get over it and I'm really excited for you honey."

"Good!" She replies. A grin starts to form on her face. "So I was thinking... seeing as I'm probably going to get a good dicking down tonight, I need some new lingerie to really please Darnell... something that nobody has seen before, not even you!"

I gulp, almost comically, and start to feel my dick start to harden. Lily chuckles at my reaction.

"I see you agree!" She says, eyeing my slight bulge. "I was thinking of treating myself to some lingerie from Trousseau... maybe a sexy dress too... and I was thinking your credit card could pay for my little shopping spree. You do want Darnell to be impressed by me don't you?"

"Yes of course honey!" I say, my dick now creeping towards being fully erect.

I practically sprint out of the room and race back with my wallet, which I quickly open infront of Lily.

"Good boy!" She says, taking the whole wallet from me.

Lily

Saturday 8:42 pm

I tug on the hem of my black satin dress. It was expensive, and I definitely did a number on Noah's credit card. It felt good though, especially after everything that happened yesterday. Using his card to splash his cash on myself was exciting and it definitely won't be the last time. I can tell that Noah is trying very hard to focus on driving the car and not stare at me. I look sexy, and more importantly, for the first time in a while, I feel great. Tonight is going to be amazing, I can just sense it.

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