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Cobb and his crew left the
site. It had been a hard day--hell, a hard week. "Guess you ain't comin'
with us to Hooters, right Cobb?" one of the nail-gunners asked of his
chief. Cobb shook his head reluctantly.
It was true, for the past year or so the former
hardest partying construction foreman was a homebody,
and had resigned from all the darts tournaments, bowling leagues and
bar-hopping circuits.
"See you boys Monday" Cobb said and waved,
watching his friends go off to harass the scantily clad waitresses at their
favorite restaurant. It would be torture for him, anyway.
Cobb noticed a couple of college girls walking across the
street, their breasts straining against crop tops, and his penis swelled
painfully against the harsh piercing. Oh, Cobb's balls were leaden these days.
He was so helplessly horny, and he'd had no release in nearly eight months!
Cobb looked at his watch and realized he had to hurry home.
Giovanna was a stickler for punctuality, and it was Friday night again!
Cobb reviewed his tokens--he had eight. Giovanna had not
been happy with his cleaning the second floor bathroom, and she'd told him he
was slacking off, and had only given him three tokens for housework this week.
"Baby, I don't know why you want your princess to
live in a shit-hole" she'd protested with Italian-American vigor.
And what could Cobb do? Lose his temper, punch the wall?
That would just fix him, wouldn't it? Giovanna would take the few tokens he'd
earned and also she'd tie him to the bed naked and break her old sorority
paddle on his ass. Gio really knew how to swat!
Along with his three Housekeeping tokens, Giovanna had given
Cobb one for staying in a locked closet two nights before so she could
entertain a "friend" with a candle light dinner...and two for losing
five pounds over the past few weeks on the salad diet.
That had really made his crew grin, watching their big,
tough, foreman eating rabbit food instead of his usual submarine sandwiches....
So along with the two he'd saved from the week before, he
now had eight tokens,which might garner him a key if
he pulled the arm on the side of the slot machine at the right time.
Course it could go the other way, too. Cobb was terrified
every time he pulled the slot because it might be a picture of hot peppers, or
an enema bag or even worse in that last window...
And he knew he didn't want to go through whatever tortures
those goddam black attendants could come up with!
Cobb drove home, thinking of Giovanna all the way. Was she
going to tease him tonight...before taking him to the Little Shop Slot Machine?
As he unlocked the door, Cobb's dick began spasming against the
Cobb came in, calling "Honey, I'm home...where are
you?" But my God. There Giovanna was...sitting on
the couch, wearing a nightie and necking with a man in a robe. Cobb was taken
aback as he realized he knew the guy.
It was the older man that they'd met at the Slot Machine the
week before. The fellow was on the Lone Plan, which meant that he was locked up
of his own accord, no Mistress, and just got ten tokens a week to try his luck!
As he'd told them, his luck had been nil lately.
But if Cobb's eyes weren't deceiving him, the guy's chastity
belt was off, and Giovanna was playing with his dick through his open robe!
Giovanna looked up and smiled at Cobb. "Cobb,
baby...you're home! You remember Girard who we met last week...Girard?"
She looked questioningly at the older man.
"Natirboff...it's Ukranian." the old man said.
Pathetic. She doesn't even know his
last name. And he's a slaveboy besides! Cobb thought with contempt.
The man looked at Cobb's six foot five inch frame and began
to tremble a bit. "Maybe I better go, Giovanna, I..."
Gio laughed. "Absolutely not!"
She leaned over and gave Girard a big, sloppy kiss. "It's an open
relationship between Cobb and I...at least on my
end!"
"B-but Giovanna," Cobb said, "What's this
about you sleeping with another submissive? I can understand regular
guys, but this dweeb." His voice became angry.
"Now Cobb, don't get all pissy." Giovanna said
with a bit of a tone in her voice. "Girard here hasn't been laid in about
five or six years, and it seemed like he wasn't having much luck at the slots,
so I took him down to the Little Shop and gave him sufficient tokens to win a
key..and brought him back here so he could have a good
time."
Giovanna turned to Girard, who was trembling still. "Now Girard. You know that Cobb is automatically the
submissive of any man I make love to, and that counts for now as well. He sure
ain't going to act up right before it's time for him to go down to try his own
luck at the slots!"
Cobb was overcome by anger and resentment. Not only was
Giovanna not letting Cobb cum, but she was helping this doofus? She'd used some
of the precious tokens to unlock Girard's chastity belt,and
clearly they'd made love. The whole room smelled of it.
Gio noticed Cobb's reaction. "That's right, Cobbie, I
gave Girard a good time...he fucked me like a bronco, and it was good for him,
right babe?" Girard's face was a combination of gratitude and worship.
Cobb hated him.
And he wasn't even a big, good looking guy. Just a skinny
little dork! Several times, Cobb had been forced to submit to well muscled men
who were giving it to Giovanna, and he'd always bristled, especially if he
thought he could kick the guy's ass...but this was a 130 pound weakling!
"Just to show that you aren't upset, and that Girard IS
your master, why don't you strip, Cobb, and go get us some drinks?" As
Giovanna said this, her red-tipped fingers casually stroked Girard's chest, and
Cobb felt himself steaming up.
Suddenly Girard spoke up. "Yeah, and step to it, before
I take a b-belt to you." Giovanna squealed with delight and gave Girard a
long tongue kiss, her black hair swinging around on his shoulder.
Cobb clenched his fists, but as Gio turned back to him, he
sighed. "Why don't I just get your drinks, all right? It's been a
long..."
Giovnanna's voice was sharp. "Naked. Or do I have to
take one of your precious tokens away?" She hoisted herself on Girard's
lap, and began kissing his neck, one eye watching her unfortunate husband.
Cobb gritted his teeth, but he began unbuttoning his shirt,
and then he stepped out of his pants. Finally he was naked in front of his wife
and her lover. Girard's eyes widened as they scoped out Cobb's chastity
piercing.
"God, I can't imagine wearing something like that...his
penis is looped to his balls."
Giovanna smiled. "Yes, thats
the way it's done. One metal circle through the urethra padlocked to another
metal circle through the scrotum, which makes our Cobbster chaste"--she
leaned over and toyed with Cobb's pierced schlong--"but still available to
play with!"
Girard watched as Gio played with Cobb's penis, bent as it
was by the piercings. Girard gasped as Cobb's penis attempted to lengthen, and
he bit his lip sympathetically as he saw Cobb's face contort in pain as the
frustrated penis stayed locked in its cruel arc.
Giovanna ran her soft fingers with the long nails around the
bent shaft, tickling Cobb on his frenulum, the soft sensitive spot just beneath
the cockhead.
" Cobb hasn't been unlocked in
almost eight months, and the more I tease him, the more frustrated he seems to
get. Sometimes I can get this wound up wee-wee of his to turn purple, it's
really interesting."
Giovanna was now on her knees, massaging and teasing Cobb's
bound cock. She turned, and her hair spilled on her shoulder. "You should
see what it's like when I attach weights to this little mother, Girard. Sometimes five or ten pounds at a time. Then I make Cobb jog
around the yard naked at
Gio moved her forefinger across Cobb's sensitive shaft,
tickling the engorged veins. Cobb closed his eyes. It was too
arousing, staring down into his wife's gorgeous cleavage as she
had her way with his imprisoned manhood.
Had this been a mistake? Cobb often wondered. On one hand,
the energy that he used to put into sex and beating off he now used in the gym,
working out, and he'd gotten several raises at work because his energy level
was so good.
Of course Giovanna had also gotten Cobb to quit drinking and
smoking, and using recreational drugs, so that had helped as well.
But the frustration was collosal. Cobb licked his wife to
twenty or thirty orgasms a week, and she got lots of
other stimulation fooling around with her lovers, and it just didn't seem fair
that poor Cobb should be so frustrated.
And the last time he'd been allowed to cum, when he'd won
the key, Giovanna had insisted he shoot his wad into a condom, and drink it
right up when he was done! "I just don't believe in waste, you know
what I mean honey?" she'd said, laughing at Cobb's nauseated face.
But Cobb would drink gallonfuls of cum if he could just
Now he peered down at his bulging, bowed member in his
wife's slim white hands. "See?" she was telling a fascinated Girard.
"I can just poke it a little bit, and then it wiggles by itself, because
it's trying so hard to straighten out. It's kind of like owning a trained
serpent or something."
True enough, she moved her hands away, and the bowed penis
shook and trembled all by itself. The pain and strain in Cobb's urethra and
frenulum was intense, and the blood was rushing through his penis like an
overflowing
Oh, the hunger...the desperation to cum...and
his wife was looking into his miserable eyes...she knew he was breaking down!
Cobb knew deep down that if he'd said to Giovanna,
"Honey, I don't want to do this anymore" that she'd have unlocked him
immediately, and perhaps given him a soothing blowjob.
But of course Cobb was a submissive in his
heart, and this was what he wanted..but wouldn't it be
nice to just have a little break now and then?
Giovanna stepped back. "You didn't get our drinks yet,
slaveboy. Go get us a couple of beers now."
Cobb walked into the kitchen, his curved erection wobbling.
He got two Michelobs and brought them back to Girard and Giovanna. Gio narrowed
her eyes at him, and Cobb got down on his knees to present the beer. "Here
you are... Master and Mistress." Oh he couldn't
stand this! On his knees in front of this geek. Ugh!
Probably the next most painful experience had been when Cobb
had been forced to strip naked and serve his best friend Larry, when Giovanna
had decided to have a little fling. That had been horribly embarrassing...but
at least Larry was someone he could respect!
It had been rough, that weekend, especially when Larry and
Giovanna had sat and watched Sunday afternoon football while Cobb, his
nails painted pink, had knelt naked in the corner, sobbing because Larry had
given him one too many with the cat o nine tails!
His friendship with Larry and the other guys he'd gone to
Montrose Vocational High with was destroyed, and Cobb had never thought
anything was worse, not even the time that Giovanna had made him serve a black
man!
But this was absolutely ridiculous. Look at that smirk on
Girard's face. But Cobb had to hunch his massive shoulders and be a good
subbie. Looking up, he saw a gleam in Giovanna's eye.
"You know, Cobbie, I've been fucking Girard all
afternoon long..." she said. "But it's been
so long since he's cum, that he finds it hard to
shoot...my poor vagina must be too loose with all the men I've been putting out
for. What Girard needs is a tighter fit around his cock... like your
mouth, for instance."
Cobb was shaken. No, not that. Certainly he'd gone the limit
in serving guys, and it was important that he do what Giovanna wanted, but he'd
never sucked anyone's dick. What a revolting idea.
"I'm...I'm sorry, honey" he said gamely. "I
just...can't go there. It's..."
Giovanna looked at him and smiled. "You
sure? What about for five tokens?" She winked at Girard, who
smirked again. Cobb had to practically kneel on his hands to control himself.
"I...please, Giovanna. It's been so long since I had an
orgasm, I..." Tears came to Cobb's eyes. He couldn't believe that Giovanna
had been so good to this nebbish, given him all this great sex, and spent
COBB'S tokens to get the key.
He should just walk out of there. Just get dressed, walk out
of there, buy a pair of bolt cutters at Home Depot, no shit, there were some at
the construction site, and just cut off this horrible metal appendange on his
dick, but...
Three minutes later, Cobb was kneeling in front of Girard's
crotch, and Girard's dick was waving. "But I have to tell you, Giovanna, I
really need to pee first." Girard was saying.
"Nah, just stick your dick in and pee down Cobb's
throat" Giovanna responded enthusiastically. "He'll like that!"
Through tears, Cobb took Girard's dick in his mouth,
swallowed what seemed to be a gallon of urine, and then began sucking Girard
off...and when Girard exploded, there was a lot of
semen to suck...
Later, at the Little Shop, Cobb won a key, but a pair of
handcuffs came down the slot as well. "Dat means he got to rub it against
the flo'" Cato explained to Giovanna, locking the cuffs behind Cobb's
back.
Girard, Giovanna and everyone else in the Little Shop
enjoyed the spectacle of Cobb, stark naked, with his h ands cuffed, rubbing his
dick against the floor until he shot his eight month wad. It was quite an
entertainment!
THE END
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