Humiliation

My wife, Lori, has demanded that I write this and submit it to Miss Polly's blog to document what has become of me. I sort of hope she doesn't publish it, but Lori is writing to Miss Polly to try and convince her.

Lori and I have a good marriage. A loving one. A normal one. I'm 29 and she's 27, both good looking, healthy, sexually active people.

I have always considered the slight kink that we play with a very normal part of our marriage. It's in private, between consenting adults for the mutual pleasure of each. Our kink has been limited. We've used handcuffs during sex; I like her to wear them sometimes, and she has enjoyed having me in them. I sort of like it to, the feeling of being helpless while she takes me, you know? All the attention, but no choice on my part but to take the sex from her the way she doles it out.

We've also done some light role play that has come from some hidden sort of desires I've had. It came out when she put the cuffs on me before we got naked for sex. She undressed me then and I was so hard so fast that I came from touching before she even got undressed herself. We laughed, but it was obvious the feeling of being naked while she was clothed sort of got me off.

Lori took the lead in exploring that later, having me undress for her while she was still clothed, and inevitably I was hard and incredibly aroused. Putting the cuffs on was fun, and we would sort of play at me being sort of embarrassed and a little submissive, getting down on my knees and eating her out, that kind of thing.

She's really good about taking ideas and playing with them, turning them into sex games, and she expanded this whole thing to including making me do household chores naked in front of her, and rewarding me by giving me an orgasm.

We developed this rule that she could demand that I strip naked any time she wanted and order me to do some task. I'd never know when it might come, which was part of the allure.  If I did well, she would "take me in hand" and have me cum for her. Sometimes she would not like the job I did and deny me a cum... at least then. She would always relent later and we'd end up having some pretty mind blowing sex in bed.

I've really enjoyed the game, and it is weird how being naked in front of her while she was dressed seems just so... exciting to me. I'm sort of embarrassed and yet the embarrassment is arousing.

Well, Lori took this whole game of ours to the next level one day.

Lori has several friends, a couple from the neighborhood and two that are from her work. The five of them get together on Saturday mornings for coffee and sometimes go out and do "girl things" like spa treatments or a concert for some folk singer. They are all about the same age, and sort of sexy. Lori and I have talked about whether we could ever have a threesome or foursome with them, but it's never gone anywhere. I think secretly Lori has always sort of wanted to be with a woman, and I wouldn't mind having another in my bed, but... hey, it's a big leap. We weren't sure any of them would want to do that and she didn't want to ruin any friendships by suggesting something to them that they would be offended by.

The "next level" occurred during a wine and cheese party one Saturday evening. The five girls were chatting and getting just a bit drunk on wine and I was in the den watching a game when Lori called for me to come in to the living room. So I rose and wandered in, wondering what was up.

"I've been telling the girls about some of our kink play," Lori said in a very matter of fact way. "The handcuffs and the whole... thing with you naked."

I blushed a bit. Our private kinks were our own and I wasn't sure why but I didn't like sharing them with her friends. "Hey, Lori, that's kind of private, you know?"

The fact that one of the kinks involved me putting myself in an embarrassing position was another reason I didn't like it.

"Yeah, but they think it is hot."

"Yeah. We think you are hot for being so open and well... just because you are hot," said Elise, a tall brunette friend from her work.

"My husband would never do anything like that," said Sandy, a petite blonde from one block over. "He doesn't believe in anything but missionary."

She rolled her eyes and the girls laughed.

"Show them," Lori said. "Take off your clothes for us. They want to see you naked. I told them you are really well endowed and always get a hard on when you strip for me."

"Yeah, we wanna see you naked, and I wanna see that cock," said Paula, the oldest (and cutest) of the group. She lives about three blocks away.

I laughed, and shook my head. "No... I think you girls are a bit drunk. Thanks but no thanks. I am going to watch the game."

I turned to go but Lori called me back. "Strip, babe. You know you have to when I say so, and I am saying so."

Hesitating, I looked at her incredulously. "Lori, not here. Not now. No, I--"

"You want to have sex any time in the next year, you better do it," She said, dead serious.

My mouth gaped and the other girls were watching with slightly drunken amusement, and then started chanting, "Strip... strip... strip... strip..."

Well, I stripped. My shirt came out, and the girls whistled and clapped. Shoes and socks next, easy. Then came the pants. That was the hard part. I unbuckled and unzipped, then hesitated again. This was incredibly embarrassing, but Lori was giving the the look she had when she was in control and willing do to whatever it took to get her way. Plus... it was turning me on just to be stripping in front of this set of sexy women. The ones Lori and I had discussed having group sex with. My hormones were sort of raging, I guess.

"Come on, Vick, let's see it!" called out Mia, another friend from work.

I sighed and pulled the pants down. I had boxers on, but my erection was really, really obvious.  It brought a number of gasps, comments and cheers/jeers from the girls.

Steeling myself, I pulled down the boxers and my cock sprang out like a spring and bounced.

"Whoa!!!! All right!!!!" the reaction was positive, but somehow I was still really embarrassed. I was standing in the middle of my living room stark naked in front of five women who were completely clothed.

Then I got really embarrassed. They began moving closer to get a better look. Examining me.

"He's uncut," said Mia.

"He's not as large as my George, though," said Paula. She was looking very closely.  Lori was sitting back, observing and letting the other girls have their fun. I just stood, being examined like a slave for sale.

"Is he fully erect? I don' think he's fully erect," said Mia.

"You said he cums? Does he cum too?" slurred Sandy. She is unmarried and as far as I know doesn't have a boyfriend because she likes to play the field. "I wanna see him cum."

"Oooooo can we make him cum?" said Elise.

"Lori, this is going a bit far, can I get dressed?"

"No, Vick. You know the rules. You need to perform a task first. A task of my choosing." Lori was smirking.

My hands were actually trying to cover my genitals, which was dumb given the raging erection I had. I looked down at the floor so I wouldn't have to look the girls in the face. My embarrassment was going well beyond anything I had ever experienced with Lori or any other time in my life, and was rather unexpected. It was becoming... humiliation.

"Turn around," said Sandy, twirling her finger. I looked at Lori pleadingly.

"Turn around," my wife agreed. "And bend over. Show them your ass."

"Ooooo yes, his ass! Lemme see dat ass!" said Elise, her words slurring a bit as well.

I turned, grateful I didn't have to see the women looking at me, but then when I bent over I could fee my ass cheeks spread automatically, exposing my anus and I felt the flush of humiliation and exposure flood my face like a fire. I knew all of them were looking at my anus, and I simply could not stop from contracting it.

"Wow, he is making his ... hole ... it's... flexing." Sandy was awfully close to my body. "Have you ever pegged him?"

I remained bent over.

"Um...what's that?" Lori asked.

Sandy laughed. "I done it a few times to guys. They will do it if they want a fuck bad enough. It's when you fuck them in the ass with a strapon."

Lori was quiet for a moment then I heard her say, "No, but that sounds like a really good idea. Any of you girls got a strapon?"

I stood up and turned around, but I did it too quickly and my erect cock literally slapped Sandy in the face.

"Oh, oh... my god, I am sorry, Sandy," I said, but she didn't seem to even notice much. She was turning toward Lori.

"I have a nice one you can borrow. Not wit' me 'course."

"I have one too, but I haven't used it since... well, that lesbian episode I had last year," said Elise.

Mia reached out and took my balls in her hand. I hadn't expected any of them to touch me and it came as a huge surprise. I jerked a bit and put my hand down to protect myself.

"Stop it, Vick. Let her touch you!" snapped Lori.

I pulled my hands away, and Mia reached out again.

"His balls are tight." She looked up at me and squeezed. "Does that hurt?"

"Ow... uh... yeah," I said and my hands went down instinctively to protect myself again.

"OK, that's it. If you can't keep your hands clear, we are going to keep them clear for you." Lori got up and left me in the room alone. It made me feel even more nervous and embarrassed to be alone, naked, with her girlfriends.

She returned with our handcuffs, and said, "behind your back."

I slid my arms behind my back obediently, without thought, but as the metal clicked shut I tried to pull away again. "Wait!"

Too late. My hands were locked in place behind my back.

"Can I touch him?" Elise said, and then reached out not waiting for Lori to say yes, which she did.

Elise grabbed my cock and lifted it up, looking at my balls in Mia's hands and then dropped my cock, which bounced. I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself. The touch of Elise's hands felt incredibly good and I was terrified to show it. I could feel my cock harden just a bit, it was already up and ready but her touch made it pulse harder like when it was inside Lori and I was getting ready to cum.

That's all it took, and all four of Lori's friends started touching me, playing with me. I thought about how we had talked about having a threesome... this wasn't the way I had imagined it. Me standing there, naked, them dressed, them examining me and doing whatever they wanted with my most private parts.

"Bend over again," Elise said. I leaned over as best I could with my wrists restrained behind my back, and she grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them further. "Look at his asshole twitch!" she said.

More and more I just wanted to melt into the floor. This was not at all what I had ever imagined.

Yet my cock was as hard as ever.

"Make him cum," called Lori.

My eyes went wide and I looked over my shoulder at Lori with a surprised, pleading look. She stared back with amusement.

I don't know who grabbed me first but one of the girls did and started stroking me. I moaned at the sudden feeling of pleasure and my hips involuntarily thrust slightly.

"There he goes!" said Mia, she was at my side observing closely.

"Oh... fuck..." I moaned as whoever had me let go and Elise took my cock in hand and began stroking hard, like a lot harder.

"Please no..." I suddenly begged. I didn't want to be forced to cum in front of these women. Waves of red hot embarrassment flooded over me. I was being belittled and demeaned and treated like a pet by Lori's friends. I was the only one naked in the room and I felt incredibly vulnerable. "Nooo....."

"He's cumming!" Called Elise and suddenly someone else's hand joined hers, I think it was Sandy's, and then another hand had hold of my balls and was pulling on them, jerking them like they were a cock, and I felt the contractions and suddenly my cock was bouncing and sperm was spitting out and I was cumming and hand no idea where it would land but didn't care it just had to cum out.

"Ooooo there it is..."  "Whoops!"  "Oh... he is cumming on the carpet!" "Jeeze he is still jerking, how much does he usually produce, Lori?"

The comments were humiliating as well, and I became more aware of them as the wave of orgasmic pleasure slowly left me.

I found I was on my knees with a small puddle of white stuff in a couple of spots in front of me.

Lori came over and observed the mess I had made.

"You are going to have to clean that up," she said with serious disapproval.

"I know, I will."

"No, I mean right now!" Lori barked at me.

"What? I... undo my wrists..." I sort of slid my handcuffed arms around so she could see them.

"No. You stay that way. Clean that up with your mouth."

The girls all laughed and went "ooooo that's it, make him clean up his own mess!"

"What?" I said weakly.

"You heard me. Lick it up. Get it clean, do it quickly before it gets into the fibers!"

Resigned and humiliated worse than I had ever believed possible, I lowered myself down to the puddles and began licking. The girls had returned to their seats on the sofa or chairs, sipping wine and watching intently as I licked my own cum off the carpet.

I wasn't blushing any more. I was past that. I felt like crying but held it together anyway.

My cum tasted terrible. Well, it wasn't terrible, but it didn't taste good and it was mixed with dirt and dust from the carpet. It turned out there were a number of spots, not just the puddle I had seen before. There were several clumps of semen three feet out from where I had been kneeling. I guess I had ejaculated with some... force.

When I was done, Lori inspected and finally approved. "You will need to use carpet cleaner later, but that's OK for now."

Sandy had come over and was handling my genitals once again.

"Nice and flaccid, but I can feel him getting hard again. He's virile."

"Well, now is the time to do it, if it is going to be done!" Said Paula. I didn't quite understand what she meant.

Sandy nodded and went back to where she was sitting at the end of the sofa. She rummaged in her oversized purse and pulled something out. I couldn't see what it was.

She handed it to Lori.

Lori took a look at it. It was some sort of plastic and metal thing, not very large.

"You have to help me get it on, I've never done this before," Lori said to Sandy.

"Yeah. I've done it many times, it's really pretty simple. Mia, Elise, Paula, want to get around behind him in case he struggles?"

My eyes went wide. What? Why would I struggle? What was going on???

"What's going on, Lori?" I said.

"Oh, just a little new toy we are going to play with. We talked about it when we were first married, you might recall."

She held out the device. I could see it clearly now and knew what it was.

A male chastity device.

"Whoa... wait..." I began to move backward and try to get up but the three girls had positioned themselves behind me and pushed me right back down to my knees.

"Wait, Lori, we haven't talked about this!"

"Oh yes, we have. I told you when we were first married I had concerns about how much you were masturbating and that we might have to put you in chastity. For control. You seemed to think it was a kinky idea back then."

I looked from Sandy to Lori and back to the chastity thing she held. "That was three years ago!"

"Yes, and it is still a concern. We are just going to give this a try now, nothing permanent. Yet."

She reached down and took hold of my cock and balls.

"OK," said Sandy. "This ring, just slip all the way to the back. Behind the balls. No... get the cock in there too. Yes, it's tight but... "

I yelped. It wasn't just tight, it was cramped tight and my balls had to be pushed through one at a time after my cock went through. I instinctively moved away but Elise and Paula pushed me back in place.

Sand continued. "Now, you slide this part over the cock. He isn't erect yet, but is beginning to so it might be tough... just shove it in... we should have gotten lube..."

The second ring went on and Sandy was right. It needed lube. They crammed and shoved and all that manipulating just made my cock get bigger, though it was still relatively flaccid. With all this manipulation it was amazing I didn't get a massive hard on. I think it was the fear and nerves and embarrassment of having this done to me in front of her friends that kept me soft.

"There. Push it all the way back. Yeah, see how it fits together right here? Yeah, and don't worry about his balls bulging out like that, it's OK. It's just evidence it is on nice and tight and he won't be able to get it off."

The two rings were pressing millimeters away from each other. My ballsack was trapped between them. The scrotal flesh itself didn't hurt, but there were tubes and stuff inside that were also getting squeezed.

"Please, Lori, this is too tight. It hurts even now!"

"You'll get used to it. The discomfort is temporary," Sandy said encouragingly.

I suddenly caught myself drooling, my mouth had been open and I was so distressed I hadn't realized. It dripped onto the carpet just in front of me.

"Now the last part," Sandy said. "The good part. Slip this over his cock. I hope you measured him right."

"I did, though... well, I ordered a size smaller just because, well... I figured it would be safer." Lori admitted. I remembered a few weeks ago when we had been playing, she had actually measured my cock when it was erect and flaccid.

"Jeeze, it looked pretty small compared to his cock," said Mia from behind me.

"Yeah, but... well, it's supposed to be small. It's supposed to keep him in a constantly flaccid state, so it has no room for an erection at all."

I looked down at my soft cock as Lori began pushing it into the sheath that was to cover it. It didn't go in easily and her jamming and grabbing, shoving and pushing just served to stimulate it and make it begin to swell with blood.

"We need lube," Sandy said.

"I have some upstairs," Lori said and left. We had purchased some lube a couple of months ago to help with anal sex, something I was growing to appreciate... though it looked like maybe I wouldn't be appreciating it much in the near future.

Sandy also got up, leaving me alone with the three girls behind me. "I hope we aren't going to have any trouble," said Paula behind me. "Lori asked us to help do this, and we agreed. So help us out here. It's your wife, after all."

I hung my head and waited. Sandy came back with an ice cube melting and dripping all over the floor. She applied it to my cock. Done carefully, it didn't stimulate me, but just made my cock cold. It did shrivel some as a result.

Lori appeared with the lube. "Oh, cool. I should have thought of that," she said when she saw Sandy with the ice. "He's smaller already."

She carefully smeared a little lube on me, and the sheath slid on without any further problem.

It felt weird.

"Last bit," Sandy said. "Get the lock."

Lori picked up a tiny lock and slid it into a small set of holes at the top of the device and then click it shut.

"Voila! Your husband is now in chastity!" Said Sandy.

Lori smiled big, then leaned over and kissed me on the lips. "I love you babe. Trust me, this is going to be fun for us. Thanks for cooperating."

"I didn't have much choice," I growled, looking down at my pitiful genitals, trapped in that locked device.

Lori slipped the key for the lock onto a thin gold jewelry pendant chain and held it up. All five girls stood around it looking.

"I want it!" Said Mia.

"All right then, Mia. You are the key holder," said Sandy and Lori handed her the key.

"Wait a minute, why... what? Why isn't Lori going to have that? What if... when do I get out of this???"

"A week. We have another get together planned next Saturday. If Lori reports you have been obedient and a good husband, I will unlock you for her. But until then, the key won't even be in the house with you or someplace she can get to it."

I rolled over onto my side and groaned. "A weeeeeek?"

"Yes," Lori said lovingly. "That's for starters. Next week you get to be nude in front of my friends again, and if you are really, really good this week, they might unlock you and let you cum while they watch."

OK, that's the story Lori told me to write. It was Friday's requirement, the job I had to do for today in order to get unlocked tomorrow. I've had the device on for a week now, and am desperate to get it off. Partly because it is just... so weird to have it on, and really uncomfortable when I start to get an erection.

And partly because, well... I want to have an orgasm! I have had at least one orgasm a day since I was, like, 12 years old. I've never stopped masturbating, not even when I've had steady girlfriends. So this last week has been like hell for me.

Lori says I have done well though. Knowing there is no choice, sex isn't an option for me, well... I've been concentrating on making her happier and it shows.

OK, Lori. I wrote it. I sure hope it is good enough for tomorrow because I did the best I could.