RTD Chapter 17. Gene and June Do Breakfast

The Roll of the Dice

Gene and Cindy avoided each other for the next few days and nights. Gene knew Cindy was still upset with him, but she had not mentioned him going away for a few days again, so he just kept his head down and hoped she would forgive him. He slept on the couch, and she slept up in their bedroom. Gene woke up every few hours with a hard-on and half-waking dreams of June and Cindy. He was afraid to bring up the keys to her again so he just tried to keep his mind off of anything female while he was awake. He had no clue what to do about his dreams and the pain of night time boners in the cage. He had fallen into drinking more coffee to compensate for the interrupted sleep, but the coffee made the edginess he felt from being horny all the time even worse.

He tried to remind himself of the fantasy he had before he was locked up. He had imagined serving his Mistress while he was in a cage. That somehow seemed more romantic and awesome in his fantasy than in his head. He had imagined a kinky Mistress who teased him constantly and paid him a lot of attention. Well, Cindy had certainly evolved in a kinky direction, but these days the only attention he got was her opening her legs and expecting him to dive in, which he did. His erection seemed to get harder and more painful with time and it was hard to make it through the longer sessions with Cindy. Teri was definitely an unexpected bonus, but he felt very used by her. She had strong legs that clamped around his head and kept his face buried in her pussy until she got tired of coming. He was afraid of when she cuffed him and sat on his face. At times he thought he would suffocate and it was strange how her abuse made his dick so hard and for so long that he wondered if the effect of the near suffocation was permanent the first time it happened. In short, Teri made him feel like a real slave.

The bright spot of being a chastity slave Gene decided was how liberal Cindy had become about other women since he was in the cage. He was optimistic that his relationship with June was evolving and would include sex after a while. He tried not to think about sex with her too often because the end of his dick was getting sore from pounding into the end of the tube so often. The game overall was doing a number on his head. He was kind of getting more than he had hoped for: a kinky, sexy and liberal Mistress, plenty of sex, at least oral sex, and new women coming into his life all the time. Something had changed in him and women were responding to him in a way that had never happened before. Some seemed freaked out by how he looked at them, but many of them seemed drawn to him and hung around him. He had noticed them standing closer and looking up at him as if they were waiting for him to say something or make a move. But what should he say, he was never good at these things. His logic told him he already had more sex, well oral sex he reminded himself, than he could handle. What did he really want to do with these woman and did they really want him to go down on them or was he just going further down the rat-hole of lust-insanity. He kept telling himself that the constant urge to fuck was worth all the sexual attention he was getting. He kept reminding himself that he couldn’t get any more frustrated and that he would still have this harem he was building up after he got out of his cage. Cindy would get used to him having a harem and it would all work out if he could just endure the journey. He as not really going insane he told himself a dozen times a day. He also told himself he would feel better if he stopped thinking about sex so much and focused on his job and other stuff he had to do everyday.

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