Making and breaking of a cuckold – 13 The final capitulation

“Let’s talk about this in the bedroom, shall we?”, she said, taking me by the hand and leading me up the steps. Once in the bedroom, she unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off, then undid my belt and let my trousers fall to the floor. Once again she fondled my penis through my underpants. I was insane with desire, well past the stage of any reason.

“Take off all your clothes”, she said, falling back on the bed fully clothed. I rapidly complied then stood beside the bed waiting for her to invite me to join her.

A smirk came over her face, then she began to titter, then she burst out laughing. “Oh cucky, you surely can’t expect to put that little wiener in me can you. Look at it, it’s the size of my little finger even at full mast”.

I looked down and saw what she meant. My shoulders sagged in defeat and I felt like a complete idiot standing there before her in the nude with my tiny erection.

“Why don’t you get on your knees where you belong cucky? Good boy. Now you know Max doesn’t like his cuckolds to cum but I’m going to make an exception on this occasion as long as you are happy to lie under my feet and pull yourself. Deal?”