Cuckolds In Chastity Mega-Collection

By Lisa Winters

Caution: This 25,000-word collection features graphic sexual content. Read at your own risk.

Cuckolds In Chastity is the ultimate collection of Lisa's best cuckolding and chastity erotica! It features the complete Cuckolded By My Black Boss Collection and the entire Husband In Chastity Trilogy! If you are a fan of cuckolded, locked-up husbands and hot wives--you won't want to miss this!

Excerpt: “Next up,” The DJ cackled, “Is Flame!” I looked at the stage. The music started to play—it was typical strip club fare, bad techno over a thumping beat. From behind the curtain emerged a slender, petite figure, wearing platform heels and a sexy librarian getup. I stared through the smoke machine and flashing strobe.
I gasped in horror. “Flame” the dancer...was my wife!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Winters-Marazza Publishing
• Release date: Apr 7, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311641465

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Cuckolds In Chastity Mega Collection

Lisa Winters

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Table of Contents

Husband in Chastity I

Husband in Chastity II

Husband in Chastity III

Cuckolded by my Black Boss

Cuckolded by my Black Boss II

Cuckolded by my Black Boss III

Husband In Chastity

They say, opposites attract. Whoever ‘they’ are: they’re pretty smart. My wife Laura and I are polar opposites in a lot of ways. She is a petite, bookish, redhead. She studied psychology, and now works in academia; writing papers, grading student essays, advising grad students on experiments. She is so quiet, you almost have to strain to hear her. She blushes whenever I tell her how hot I think she is. She epitomizes the ‘sexy-librarian’ look.

As for me, I’m the opposite. I’m your quintessential type-A personality. I work as a firefighter, leading the night shift of usually a half dozen other hot-headed, tough-as-nails men and women. You can’t do the job without some thick skin and the ability to command respect. Her work day looks almost nothing like mine. Her bad day is a lazy grad student, mine is a burning building. That’s not to say I don’t love her; I do. There really is no one like Laura.

We’re both more or less settled into our careers at this point but she still has some debt from school. None the less, Laura has it in her head that it’s time to start a family. I am not so sure now is the time. Don’t get me wrong, I want to knock her up, start a family, but kids are expensive. We should at least be out of debt first, and maybe in a real house, not the apartment we are currently living in.

It’s not a serious problem in the marriage, just the normal ebb and flow of two people like us trying to figure it all out. Or so I thought.

I work shift work, so about half the time I’m at home when Laura gets in. It also means that nights like tonight are rare. Tomorrow is Saturday. Neither of us have work. We may not have much in common, but anyone who works hard looks forward to a day off with their spouse.

I was lounging on the couch when I heard the door open. There in the doorway, was my wife. Her red hair was pulled back into a bun, she had a large plastic bag in one hand, a backpack full of books in the other. She looked like she had had a long day. I grabbed the bag from her, and set it on the counter. It was two bottles of wine. That’s my girl. She went up to shower while I started dinner.

30 minutes later, dinner was nearly ready as my wife came down from the shower, looking much more composed—and attractive. We sat down to dinner. As the hours ticked by, we finished dinner and started on the wine. Glass after glass disappeared, and we were both soon thoroughly drunk. It didn’t take long for us to make our way to the bedroom upstairs.

She had barely gotten the door closed before I wrapped my arms around her slender waist. I pulled her close to me. I kissed her deeply; a drunken, sloppy kiss. Her breasts pressed against my chest. I ran my hand across her jaw to her neck. I pulled my redhead’s lips to mine again. I felt her hands snake under my shirt, lifting it over my head. I did the same to hers, exposing her pale white skin and black lace bra. She really was gorgeous. She took my hand and drug me over to the bed. Drunk, we fell atop one another and struggled to remove each other’s pants. After some fumbling, I exposed my wife’s sexy red thong, covering little of her drum-tight bare ass. Her slender legs wrapped around my waist. I was clad only in my boxer shorts.

So, She slurred slightly, Are you ready to fuck that baby into me?

Fuck I thought to myself. Not now. This isn’t the time for this discussion. But she was drunk.

Hun, we talked about this. I’m not sure now is the time. A look of disappointment crossed her face. I could see the gears drunkenly turning in her mind.

Soon babe, let’s just get this debt paid off first. I tried to assure her. She didn’t look reassured.

Laura seemed to consider something for a moment, then her face changed, as if the feeling had passed. She kissed me.

That’s okay, She cooed, We’ll talk about it later.

I felt better, and kissed her back. I knew she could feel how ready I was for her. She grabbed me by my waist and positioned herself atop me, straddling my hardness. I was surging through my shorts at this point.

Baby, I want to try something a little different tonight. Can we? She asked sweetly. This was new, a side of my wife I was not accustomed to. I agreed. She climbed off the bed and procured a set of Velcro straps. Several feet in length, she bound my hands and feet to the bed with them. Spread eagle on the bed, she whispered in my ear, Close your eyes.

I closed my eyes. I felt Laura’s lips work their way down my stomach, closer and closer to my erect member. Her tongue grazed gingerly against my shaft. I shuddered with anticipation.

Now honey, she cooed, You know I want that baby. But if you want to wait, that’s fine. I was getting nervous. My erection diminished. But if we are going to wait, I want us to wait…together.

Wait together? What did she mean by that? While I was contemplating what she meant, I felt my wife pull and tug on my junk. She was putting something on me. It wasn’t entirely pleasant. It felt smooth and hard, like plastic. Finally, I heard an audible ‘click’.

Open your eyes, baby.

I stared down at my penis in horror. My innocent, petite wife had locked my member in some kind of plastic cage! A ring stretched around my balls and shaft. My member itself was completely encased in this thing. It was too small for me to even get hard! I couldn’t masturbate if I wanted to! Had my wife gone insane?

I know you want to wait to get me pregnant, but until you’re ready, I wanted to make sure you are serious about it. I figure if I can wait, so can you. I bought this little device to make sure you are locked up tight. The only thing your penis is good for now, is peeing. She giggled. That devious bitch. I was mad. I struggled out of the restraints and tried to get the thing off my penis. The small bronze padlock however, ensured this chastity device was stuck on my cock.

Where is the key to this thing? I asked her. She shrugged. It was hidden away, somewhere. Maybe I could remember if you ate my little pussy? I think that would help. She suggested nonchalantly. I understood her game. She wanted to be in control. Well, I didn’t have much of a choice now did I?

Laura sat on the bed, her legs spread wide. Her bare pussy was exposed, red and wet.