Owned Ch. 03: The Cuck Chair

My life was now at its most miserable since Goddess had met a new guy. Ever since that horrible first night she'd hooked up with him, they'd been texting non-stop and making plans to hang out again. I'd be going about my chores in my maid uniform with my locked up penis while she lay there on the couch, exchanging dirty texts and pictures with him. She loved to make me look at the dick pics he sent and taunt me about my chastity.

"You better be an extra obedient slave from now on. Now that I finally have some real dick, there's no reason to even look at yours! Ugh, it's sooooo small. What do you have to say for yourself, bitch?"

"Thank you Goddess, I'm sorry I have a small penis."

"Say tiny."

"Yes Goddess, I'm sorry I have a tiny penis."

"Awww. Sorry's not enough. That's why I have to keep this dicklet locked up and get a real man over here to instruct you. And you're gonna take it, right?"

"Yes, Goddess."

"Yeah, that's what I thought. Get back to work."

And so it went for days and days. The first night, she made me eat her out while she lay in bed texting him and looking at his cock. The following morning, she had a painfully long phone conversation with her friend about how smitten she was while I licked her ass under the covers and took all her morning farts in my mouth. Even while she was spanking me or hurting my balls for fun throughout the day, I could tell her mind was on him.

I spent the whole week feeling gutted. Each moment she spent texting or talking to him was like a fresh rejection that tore at my heart. This was her true revenge on me. All the physical punishment was nothing compared to this. Watching the woman I once called my girlfriend falling for someone else was making me sick.

The weekend rolled around and Goddess was fully enjoying her Friday. I lay on my back, naked on the living room floor, my arms and legs tied and my head locked into the smother box. Goddess sat comfortably in just a t-shirt, her butt cheeks perched on the cushioned seat so that her hole was pressed up against my nose but left me just a little room to breathe. She'd put me in there right after I finished my chores and I'd now been under her ass for almost two hours while she played video games and listened to music.

"Oo, this one's gonna be good!" She shifted to one side and released a long, squeaky fart directly in my face, laughing loudly as she quickly put her weight back down on me, forcing me to take deep, desperate sniffs.

"Oh my god, that's nasty! You're not doing it right, slave! I can still smell it!" She smacked me hard on the balls, eliciting a muffled scream from under her ass that made her crack up even more.

"Dumb bitch. I guess we still have a lot more training to do. Shit, what time is it? I gotta get ready."

Goddess began scratching at my nipples with her sharp nails while I struggled to breathe under her, making me squirm and squeal pathetically.

"So I have a date tonight, as you know. If we end up coming back here, you need to make yourself invisible. He sort of knows about you, but I don't wanna freak him out, so...I'll put your slave bed in the laundry room, and if I text you that we're coming back, lock yourself in there right away and don't make a sound."

She suddenly spun around and pushed back a bit, her pussy resting on my chin as she looked down at my red, sweaty face. She pursed her lips and let a stream of drool fall on the bridge of my nose and eye, then spit at me a few more times for good measure. She smushed the palm of her hand into my face uncaringly, letting it slip and slide as she spread the spit all around.

"I'm getting laid tonight and you're getting nothing. Yes?"

"Yes, Goddess."

"Aaaaand are you a cuck?"

"Yes Goddess, I'm a cuck."

She giggled and stood up, towering over me gloriously.

"Yes you are! Okay, stay there. I'm gonna shower, then you can help me get ready."

I would have gladly stayed a fart cushion for Goddess all night rather than be alone agonizing over the thought of her out with another man. Even though I was just a slave, for a short while I'd been the only guy in her life and it felt amazing. Now I lay on the couch alone, dejected after helping her into a stunning outfit and watching her leave me excitedly for a date with a guy she was really into. Her smell was still all over my face. I longed to be back in her grasp, taking her abuse. Hours crawled by as my mind reeled and my heart ached. I sprang up instantly when I saw my phone light up with a text.

"We are coming back and he wants to meet you, await instructions."

I stared at the words in disbelief. No. Please no. I'm not ready for this. I was hardly prepared to even be in the next room while they hooked up, and now things had just gotten a thousand times worse. I sat there frozen and terrified, a cold sweat breaking out all over my body. Minutes later, a new text came through.

"Get back in your maid outfit and put lipstick on. When we arrive you will be waiting on your hands and knees to take our shoes. When I give you permission to speak, you will say..."

With abject horror, I read the deranged monologue she had cooked up on the spot for me to recite to this stranger. My heart was racing, I was in a complete panic. Goddess knew I was intensely shy, and I was totally uncomfortable being seen by anyone else but her in my collar and sissy clothes. My maid outfit didn't even cover my penis in its wimpy pink nub of a cage. Not only would he see me like this, but I'd then have to deliver the most degrading speech of all time, designed flawlessly by Goddess to emasculate me in front of him. Any lingering trace of manhood I had would be obliterated after this.

"Back in 20. Start memorizing."

I had never felt more distraught as I read the embarrassing lines over and over, trying desperately to commit them to memory. I focused feverishly on the task at hand, knowing the only thing left was to obey Goddess or face dire consequences. I couldn't believe she was going to put me through this, but the thought of disobeying never crossed my mind.

I was already on all fours when the car pulled up. My head felt heavy and my skin broke out in goosebumps as I heard the slamming of doors, loud talking and footsteps. My mouth was dry and I had a baseball sized lump in my throat. I had no idea how I was going to do this. I felt incapable of moving or speaking. The door swung open to reveal my fate.

Goddess was linked arm to arm and pressed tightly up against him as they walked through the door. My panic and fear multiplied as I gazed up at the visibly larger and more attractive man she was currently hanging all over. My head dropped down in complete and utter shame the second our eyes met. There was a look of surprise and amusement on his face. I felt smaller than ever before.

"Shoes!" she barked out harshly. I instinctively crawled to her and carefully began slipping her shoes off as she continued to cling tightly to him. She playfully kicked at me to make things difficult, giggling and rubbing his chest while they both stared down.

"Now his. Ask permission first. Look at him!"

I looked up fearfully and barely managed to squeak the words out: "Please sir, may I take your shoes?"

"Sure little buddy!" He said patronizingly, causing Goddess to explode with laughter. I fumbled timidly with his shoelaces in a state of complete distress, wanting only to get through this terrible ordeal without having a mental breakdown. As he lifted his foot for me to slide the last shoe off, I could tell they were both loving this. Had she found someone as depraved and sadistic as her?

"Now slave, I believe you have something you'd like to say. Speak."

I took a pained gulp, licked my dry lips and began feebly:

"Sir, thank you f-"

"Louder, bitch!"

I turned an even deeper shade of red as I struggled to speak up.

"Sir, thank you for allowing me to be in your presence. Please enjoy my Goddess, as I am unable to please her with my teeny tiny cock..."

Goddess had her face buried in his chest trying to stifle her laughs while he looked and listened intently, clearly very entertained. He chuckled mockingly at the mention of my small dick, making me trip over the next line.

"I...uh, I'm a little sissy girl. I'm only good for cooking and cleaning and getting fucked in my boy pussy. Please use my mouth and ass however you like. Your cock is perfect and makes me drool. I'm really good at blowjobs. It would be an honor to have you fuck my face. I promise to be an obedient little bitch and take every last drop of your yummy, yummy cum."

They had both been snorting and snickering the entire time, but those last words sent them both into hysterics. I stood there stupidly on all fours in my skimpy dress, looking up at their laughing faces and awaiting further torment. They were bonding over it, getting turned on. Goddess was hanging all over him and rubbing his crotch while he held her confidently against his sizable frame. The chemistry was apparent. They looked great together.

"Wooah, easy buddy! We just met!" He said jovially, eliciting more laughter from Goddess.

"Oh my god, fucking stop! I'm dying. Babe, can I please just tell him to fuck off now? I know it's funny, but I just...I really want you all to myself tonight. Please, please, please? I just wanna fuuuuck!"

"Ah shit, you're no fun! Can I just hear that last part again? That was fucking funny."

"Of course, babe! You heard him, slave. Speak!"

"I promise to be an obedient little bitch and take every last drop of your yummy...yummy cum."

They busted out laughing again at my strained, feeble delivery.

"Okay, you're dismissed. I don't wanna hear a fucking peep outta you. Go!"

She kicked my ass impatiently as I turned around and began to crawl away in utter shame.

"Jesus, you weren't kidding about this!"

"Umm yeah, I told you! He's one hundred percent my bitch. You don't even have to see him again after this if you don't want, we can just lock him in a closet when you come over."

"Nah, this is too good, we gotta have some fun with it."

"Oh my god, I love how into it you are! You're such a freak, babe!"

I heard them start making out as I plopped down miserably on the dog bed in the laundry room. I curled up in a fetal position, shaking uncontrollably, feeling deeply confused and ashamed by what had just taken place. I had never been submissive to anyone else but Goddess, let alone a man. Presenting myself to him and begging him to use my mouth and body, the thought of which disgusted and horrified me, had made me feel more low and subservient than ever before. Even worse, he seemed excited about it. That scared me more than anything.

I woke up the next morning, fantasizing in my half-awake state that the events of last night had perhaps been a horrible nightmare. They had fucked on and off for hours, and I had heard every last bit of it. My horrible reality was confirmed when I began to hear the sounds of a morning session. I lay there, suffering through a solid half hour of passion before I heard some chatter and then, thankfully, the sounds of him leaving. I was so terrified of him. I even tightened up when I felt his large footsteps pass by outside the door.

Goddess came in and unceremoniously grinded her bare foot into my face.

"Get up and make breakfast, pussyboy."

The next few hours passed normally. I tended to my many chores while Goddess worked on the computer in her room. Things were turbulent in my head, to say the least. I was downright traumatized by what had happened. My feelings for Goddess were so deep, I could hardly convey what seeing her with another man and being made a fool of in front of him had done to me. I desperately wanted to throw myself at her feet and cry that I was too weak to handle it, plead for some sort of mercy. But that was impossible. She wanted this badly, and she always got what she wanted.

I approached her tentatively as she sat at her computer, idly staring at some article on the screen.

"Goddess, my chores are finished. How may I serve you?"

The defeat could be clearly heard in my voice. She sized me up, smiling fiendishly.

"Mm, look what we have here. Is someone a little butthurt today?" She pouted and mimicked rubbing tears from her eyes mockingly. "Aw. My little baby girl's such a drama queen. Take that dress off."

I stripped off my maid outfit, leaving me in just my collar and chastity cage.

"Get those cuffs," she said, pointing to the dresser. I grabbed the pink fluffy cuffs and handed them to her.

"Turn around." She cuffed my arms in back of me, then pulled me onto her lap. She slid my arms over her head and around her body so I wouldn't be able to get away. Then she grabbed me by both knees and spread my legs wide so that they were locked over hers. I sank into her, feeling extremely vulnerable but relieved and happy to be in her grasp. She spoke sweetly in my ear.

"It's been a while since we checked on your teeny weeny peeny, huh? Let's see what's going on down there."

I shuddered with excitement as she took the key off her desk and began unlocking me. I was already hard inside of it, and when she pulled off the attachment I became erect instantly.

"Oh wow. Eager little slut, are we?"

Goddess placed her thumb and forefinger gently around my cock, barely touching it, just lightly grazing it up and down enough to tease me. Just this small amount of contact was driving me insane.

"Remind me again how long?"

"Fifty-three days, Goddess."

"Ah yes, just about a week until your orgasm review! Do you think you've done enough to earn it?"

"Yes, Goddess, please."

"Ya know, I think maybe you have. I know I'm a meanie, but I gotta admit I'm happy with you. You were a very good girl last night. It for sure made him feel super strong and confident, seeing you all wimpy and scared like that. As a matter of fact, it turned him on. He definitely fucked the shit out of me, that's for sure. It all worked out great! I'm very pleased. Might even feel like giving you a treat. What do you think, girly? Fifty-three days is a long time. Wanna have cummies early?"

"Please Goddess, yes...please, please..." I squirmed and whimpered with excitement as she applied slightly more pressure and sped up her stroking motion. My ass was grinding into her crotch and my head was laid back on her shoulder in ecstasy while she continued to speak in a hushed, seductive tone.

"My poor little sissy's been through so much. I could see how scared you were of that big, strong man. I'm so proud of you for saying all your lines right, even though you stumbled a little bit. It was soooo funny watching you do that in front of a guy. He loved it, too. I don't think he's gonna have any problem cucking you. I can't even believe I found somebody like him, it's so perfect."

Even though it had barely been a minute, I was totally on edge. The dirty talk in my ear, the closeness and the light strokes on my long neglected penis had me in a fugue-like state of pleasure and anticipation. Each hurtful word brought me closer and closer.

"Just imagine how much fun we can have together once things really get going. We'll keep you tied up in here and you can fluff him up before we bang. Man, I'd fucking love to see him put you over his knee and spank you. Fuck, I'm getting wet just thinking about it. I'm horny now. Are you close? Are you about to bust for me? Do you wanna cum?"

"Oh fuck yes Goddess, oh please, oh my god..."

She suddenly took her hand away, causing me to squeal and buck against her wildly like a panicked animal. I had been a mere second away from climaxing. My penis gave a few puny convulsions but stopped entirely short of a full release. It was a desperate, excruciating feeling. Goddess began laughing and harshly tickling me in all my most sensitive areas, replacing any lingering pleasure with abject pain and discomfort.

"Bitch, are you out of your mind?! You think I'd let you cum early?! Wow, you're fucking dumb. Cuckies don't get special privileges. Disgusting fart slaves don't get special treats. You'll serve out your full chastity sentence and you'll love it. And if I decide to let you cum, I'm gonna make sure it sucks for you so it's super funny for me!"

I couldn't hold back my emotions any longer. I began sobbing while still being tickled mercilessly, howling with frustration as my body twisted and writhed against hers. She'd brought me to the edge and dashed my hopes so expertly. My desire for the release I'd been denied was so intense, I thought I might lose my mind. Goddess finally relented with the tickling and grabbed me painfully by the nipples.

"Okay, I need you to calm the fuck down right now. Stop your bitching and squirming. Don't be fresh with me. Relax, stay still. There you go. I was just having a little fuuunnn, there's no need to get so worked up! That was hot, though. Thinking about him dominating you makes me wet, like, right away. I definitely gotta cum now. Let's get you locked up and in the smother box. My lucky, lucky slave gets to taste freshly fucked, unshowered ass and pussy today! It's gonna get really bad down there. I'm gonna vibe myself and fart all over your face until bed."

As Goddess pushed down on my sad, softening cock to squeeze it back into its cage, I tried my best to compose myself but still sniffled and let little squeaks and sobs escape. My mind was complete mush. I had been so close. All I could think of now was continuing to please Goddess and obeying her every word so that I would have another chance. I couldn't begin to imagine the horrors that awaited me with this new guy in the picture. Once again, she had managed to deepen my suffering, and here I was, hopeless and waiting for more.