Making and breaking of a cuckold – 20 The interrogation

Sheridan replied, “Well, it didn’t quite happen like that. Faggot decided that his balls were so sore from when you toe kicked him with Marks’ boot he preferred the protection of his CB6000 so he begged me to lock him up again. Isn’t that right cucky?”

“Yes Your Majesty. I’m most grateful”. Damn these people, that is a complete fabrication, a complete distortion of the truth except that my balls were severely damaged by the boot kick.

“So it looks like he’s wearing the DreamLover too. Maybe we could experiment with that this afternoon Sheridan”.

“Definitely. Peepee’s nuts are full of cum since he didn’t want release so we’ll get some interesting reactions when the current courses through those plump balls. It was foolish of you not to beg me to allow you to empty your sacs under my feet, wasn’t it cuckold?”

I burnt with humiliation and shame. Why did she have to taunt me when the truth was the exact opposite? I had begged her for release and she had insisted on placing me in chastity again. Once again they were all lying there tittering at my predicament.