La Princesse Captive
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The Last Time.
🕑 Added 2025-03-23 23:50:32 +0000 UTC“Are you excited?” your wife asks as she emerges from the bathroom dressed in a black satin robe and black stockings.
You’re sitting at the edge of the bed as she saunters towards you. She’s taking her time. Every step features an exaggerated sway in her hips and she’s careful to highlight her legs. She knows how much you love stockings.
You answer her question with a nod. You’re about to fuck your wife. Of course you’re excited, even more so because it’s such a rare treat since she started cuckolding you.
“I’m excited too,” she says.
Your wife gently unties the strip of black satin that holds her robe closed and it falls open. Her breasts look spectacular in an elegant black lace bra. Your eyes drift down her body and see her taut stomach and her sexy belly button before you admire the garter belt and panties she wore just for you.
The scent of her perfume reaches your nostrils a few moments before she steps between your legs and gently pushes them open. You close your eyes for a moment and breathe deeply through your nose. You want to savor every moment of this evening.
You reach out and run your hand up your wife’s stocking-clad leg, starting with her knee and moving up her thigh. You look up at her and see a seductive smile on her face as your fingers continue to move. Now they’re touching the soft black satin as they run over her hip and follow the curves of her slim waist.
She leans down and kisses you softly as your hand grasps her ass through the satin of her robe. Her tongue gently probes against your lips before you open your mouth. You indulge in a lusty duel, your tongues competing for supremacy as you arouse each other.
She breaks the kiss and holds her forehead against yours. She finds your other hand and brings it between her legs. She presses it against her panties. You feel an intense, surprising warmth emanating from her pussy.
“Can you feel it?” she asks. “Can you feel my desire?”
“I can,” you answer.
You slide your fingers into her panties and press them against her pussy lips. They part for you. Your wife welcomes you into her body. You gasp at her wetness. She’s excited for you in a way she hasn’t been in a long time.
Your cuckolding was a smooth, thrilling experience for both of you. Unlike many wives, yours found the right bull for her right out of the gate. He charmed her on their first date and he fucked her skillfully on their second. He’s been the one she craves ever since. He’s been the one she gets excited for, the one she gets wet for.
He’s not in your home tonight, though. It’s just you and your beautiful, lingerie-clad wife. He’s not going to fuck her tonight. That pleasure goes to you.
“Do you want me?” she asks.
“More than anything,” you say.
She smiles and pulls your hand from her panties. She lifts your fingers to her mouth and wraps her lips around them. She sucks her juices off of them, fellating your fingers while her eyes are locked on yours.
Her voice is soft and sensual as she asks, “Does my mouth feel good?”
You nod. You’re enraptured with your wife. You feel a sense of appreciation for her bull. He’s the one that unlocked this version of her. He made her into a far more sexual person than you ever had. He showed her how powerful her sexuality could be.
“Savor it, baby,” she whispers. “Remember every little detail.”
You nod. You’re planning on it. You don’t want to forget any of it.
Your wife smiles and steps back. She pulls off the satin robe and lets it fall to the floor. Her body looks breathtaking in the lingerie set. You love the way the straps of the garter belt seem to frame her lace-covered pussy.
She turns around and does a little dance for you. You stare at her ass as she moves like a seductive stripper. She backs up and sits in your lap. Your hands move over her stomach. You play with her breasts as she leans back.
She pulls her lips to yours and kisses you. This time it’s aggressive. This time her tongue invades your mouth as she moans.
“You understand why we’re doing this, right?” she asks as her ass moves over your crotch.
“Yes,” you say.
She stands up and slowly spins around. Her fingers move up your thighs as she bends over. You can’t help but stare at her breasts.
“You understand that this is how it has to be, right?” she asks before kissing your neck.
“I do,” you say.
You share another tender tongue kiss before she pulls back and smiles at you.
“I knew you would. You’re the perfect cuckold, you know that?”
You feel pride and shame at the same time. It’s an odd mix, but one that you’ve become accustomed to since your wife and her bull began seeing each other on a regular basis.
“Stand up for me,” your wife says.
As you stand, she sinks to her knees in front of you. She smiles and undoes your pants, pulling them to the ground and freeing your cock.
“How do I look?” she asks.
You look down at your beautiful wife. Her hair is just how you like it. Her legs look wondrous in the stockings. Her fingers are wrapped around your cock as she strokes you. She looks perfect. Completely and utterly perfect.
“You’re perfect,” you say.
She smiles and takes you into her mouth. She swallows your cock with ease, though that’s never been a problem for her. You’re not quite big enough to make it much of an effort to blow you.
As she pulls her mouth off your cock, you wonder if the smile she flashes you is because she’s having fun or because she finds it so easy to give you head compared to her bull. He’s much longer and thicker than you, after all, and he likes it when she tries to swallow everything he has to offer.
“Does it make you sad?” she asks while stroking you slowly.
“What?” you ask.
She reaches up with her free hand and squeezes your balls. You feel a sharp pain. She doesn’t like that you seem to be playing dumb.
“Does it make you sad that this might be the last time you ever feel my mouth around your cock? Or your erect cock, I suppose.”
Your eyes quickly dart to the chastity device that waits on the night stand. It’s been there for two weeks, taunting you. You’ve felt like a convicted criminal that was given a short taste of freedom before being sent to prison.
“A little,” you say. There’s no point in lying to her. Of course you’re a little sad. You have no idea how long you’re going to be confined to the chastity device. Maybe she and her bull will break up. Maybe she’ll change her mind and let you out from time to time for a pity fuck.
“You understand it though, right?” she asks. “You understand why you need to be locked up in that cute little cage, right?”
You nod at your wife. You understand. You’ve understood for months. If you were completely honest, you’d tell her that you understood the first time she and her bull fucked. You knew then that you couldn’t come close to giving her what he offers.
Perhaps sensing a bit of sadness on your part, your wife swallows your cock once more. She works you with her tongue. She sucks hard on your cock. An intense wave of pleasure washes over your and clears your head of any thought other than a desire to cum.
When she moves to your balls, you’re taken aback. It’s been years since your wife used her mouth on your testicles. She offers her bull that pleasure all the time, but you thought you’d experienced the last of it. It feels heavenly. Her tongue is exceptionally talented. You can’t help but feel jealous of the man she’s been showering with affection.
“Do you want to fuck me?” she asks.
“Yes, please,” you say.
You’re desperate with desire. It’s been more than a month since your wife let you inside her. Your sexual interludes have happened with steadily decreasing frequency, and now they’re about to end entirely.
She stands up and kisses your neck. Her tongue is active against your skin as she strokes your cock. You’re overwhelmed with pleasure.
“Get on your back,” she whispers.
You do as you’re told, something you’ve also gotten used to since your wife cuckolded you. She straddles you. Her pussy hovers close to your cock. You can feel the heat emanating from between her legs.
“Are you ready to feel my pussy for the last time?” she asks.
You feel anguish, quickly followed by desire. You’re confused and aroused. You want to fuck your wife, but you don’t want it to be the last time.
It seems as though she can see the conflict on your face. “This isn’t just about you having so little to offer compared to him, you know.”
Her words don’t exactly soothe your pain. It feels like she went out of her way to note that you don’t have much to offer, that you’re quite a bit smaller and far less skilled than her bull.
“Haven’t you noticed?” she asks.
“Noticed what?” you say. You can’t help but look down between your legs. Your wife’s pussy hovers an inch from your cock. She’s so close to taking you inside her.
“That you’re a better husband when you don’t cum,” she says. “You’re more attentive. You’re more willing to do chores and you don’t need to be reminded to do them. You’re more effective at work. It’s especially true when you’re in chastity. It’s like freeing your mind from having to think about orgasms turns you into the best version of yourself.”
You hadn’t really noticed, but it makes sense. You know what she’s talking about. You’re more helpful and eager to please when you’re locked up or you haven’t climaxed in a long time. In other words, you’re a better husband.
She takes the head of your cock inside her. You gasp in pleasure. Her pussy feels perfect. You focus all your energy on savoring it. She’s warm and wet. She’s slippery and eager for you.
“I want the perfect husband and the perfect lover, and I can have that now,” she whispers while sinking down onto you. All you can do is groan.
“Once you’re permanently locked, you’re going to be such a good boy for me, aren’t you?” she asks.
“Yes,” you say, though you’re having a hard time thinking about anything other than how good her pussy feels.
“You’re going to embrace being a pussy free cuckold, aren’t you?” she asks while leaning forward and riding you.
“Yes, I am,” you answer.
It’s hard to process the thought while you’re in her pussy. Nothing has ever felt as good as her cunt does in this moment. It’s perfect in every way, and she’s telling you that she’s going to take it away forever.
“Enjoy it, baby. This is the last time you ever feel my pussy around your hard cock. Even if he and I break up, I’ll find someone to replace him. Your cock is never going to be inside me again,” your wife says.
You don’t want to cum. You want this to last forever. You want to stay inside her for hours. She said you could fuck her as long as you could last.
You can’t stop it, though. You’re too turned on. Her pussy feels too good. It seems as though the more she talks about you being denied her pussy forever, the more turned on you get.
“No, please,” you say. You’re talking to yourself more than anything. You don’t want to cum.
“Do you want me to stop?” your wife asks. “Are you going to cum so quickly? It’s only been a few minutes. Don’t you want to last a little longer before I put you in your cage forever?”
You cum inside her. You see the smile on her face. You know this was her plan. She knew she could make you cum quickly. She knew you’d never be able to last.
“Can we go again?” you ask.
“No,” she says. “You knew the deal. You get to fuck me once more before I make you a permanently pussy free cuckold. You fucked me. It’s not my fault you couldn’t last more than a few minutes.”
She climbs off of you and straddles your face.
“Clean up your mess,” she says.
Your cum flows out of her pussy and into your mouth. You do as you’re told, as you’ve done for months. You clean your mess, just like you’ve cleaned her bull’s mess countless times. Making you a cum eating cuckold was one of the first things she did.
“Good boy,” she says.
When she’s done feeding you your load, your cock has gone soft. Your wife picks up the pieces of the chastity device and swiftly places your cock inside it. She looks up at you and smiles.
“Any last words?” she asks.
This is making her happy. That makes you happy. You shake your head.
Your wife smiles and snaps the lock into place. She pulls the chain with the key over her head. It comes to rest between her breasts.
She straddles your face once more. “Now make me cum like a cuckold should.”
She sits down and rides your tongue. You do as you’re told and make your wife cum. Your new life has begun. You’ve fucked your wife for the last time. Despite your hope, you know she’s going to follow through on her promises. You’ve gotten your last blowjob. You’ve felt her pussy around your cock for the last time. Now you’re going to live the life of a permanently chastised cuckold. You’ll only be released for supervised cleaning sessions and ruined orgasms.
Remember, you wanted this. You’re the one that suggested she find a bull.
Comments
daniwhiteboi
These pictures illustrate how white males look so much better in chastity cages than uncaged and allowed to free roam.
pinetreebob
It continued: We both were getting very excited and after I ate her delicious pussy for a long time, she told me to screw her with a sex toy. She got very excited, and before she starts to climax, she tells me, "Right now nothing turns me on more. when i think of being his property and doing anyone and anything he commands me to do, it gets me so wet. This will be such a big life changing thing for our marriage!" Finally, she says to me, "Fuck me! Fuck me for the last time! I want to cum on your cock one more time and let you fill me with your semen for the last time ever!" I spread her legs and as I mounted her, my white cock was already dripping with pre-cum. As I plunged my bare straining cock deep inside her up to the hilt, the sensation and the moment caused me to ejaculate almost instantly. I don't think I have ever filled her more than that moment and my orgasm seemed like it lasted forever as I pulsed over and over inside her. This pushed her over the edge with her having a crashing orgasm on my cock. When she catches her breath, she starts sobbing, then whimpered, "That was soooo intense! I will miss being with you like this, I love you so much!" This was just a fantasy my wife and myself lived out on that Valentine's Day evening and never did live out that fantasy, but the idea is such a turn on.
pinetreebob
I love this story. My wife and I have had this fantasy and have done role playing very much like you have related in this story. The first time it happened was on Valentine's day several years ago. She had been chatting online with a black dominant man who wanted her to become black owned but to do that she would have to stop having sex with me, this is how the evening went: I had big plans for us on Valentine's day and spent a lot of money and was looking forward to making love to my beautiful wife. Needless to say I was shocked when we were both nude, embracing and kissing deeply when she whispers to me, "Hun, this might be the last Valentine's day for us before I become black owned by that black man. He will be my master and I will be fucking him and whoever he tells me to fuck on Valentine's day." She then told me that perhaps she will only let me eat her pussy and penetrate her with a vibrator. I was upset at first but when she leaned back in a chair and told me to eat her, I complied. As I ate her out she kept talking to me, "Taste my wet pussy hun, if you eat it next year you will be tasting black man cum." The conversation continued: She kept up the dirty talk with stuff like, I am willing to do anyone and anything for him, nothing will be off limits. How many big bare black cocks will I have to serve on Valentine's Day next year for him? When I come home to you the next day, will you still buy me flowers?"
