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Moxxie fell back on the couch, groaning and stretching. His body was sore from the ventures of the day (his gun had ran out of ammo and human skulls were exceptionally difficult to crack open), and he wanted nothing more than to just sleep after a lovely meal made with his lovely wife, Mills. And now that they’d had that lovely meal, he was going to have a lovely sleep, and lovely dreams that would have lovely-
“I hope you’re ready for an exciting evening, sweetie~”
The chirpy voice made him break his eyes open, looking down at the imp looking expectantly back. He ransacked his brains. Had he missed something? Anniversary? No- that was in a couple months. Birthday? No- that was a few weeks ago…
“W-what’s up, Mills?” He righted himself, cricking out his neck with a soft moan. He noticed that Millie was holding something behind her back.
“Come to the bedroom and I’ll show you~” She giggled, bouncing on her hooves as she turned around and made her way over to their other room. Okay, she must have something interesting and perhaps something hot if she was acting like this. Moxxie started to feel his dick stir as he pushed himself off the oh-so-soft cushions and made his way over.
His answer was questioned when he saw Millie standing by the bed, a metal sex toy in her hands, presenting it outwards to him like she was proposing. And in a way, she was. “A chastity cage? What? Mills, I- how did you get this?
Millie smiled that charming smile of hers, stepping closer and caressing Moxxie’s cheek with her tail spade. “Wellll after Blitz hooked up with his clown friend again, he treated us to a few toys, that I wanna try and use~”
“T-toys? Like what?” Okay, now Moxxie was wondering if he was pitching a tent.
Millie looked down and giggled again, taking the lock out of its place in the cage. “Well, I’ll tell you if you be a good boy and you put this cage on. I don’t want you to lose your excitement too quickly~”
“Ah-, Moxxie hesitated, “For, for how long? We gotta set up some rules for this, hon.”
Her finger closed his mouth, making him flush red. “Hmm… let’s just try it for the night, sugar, okay?” Moxxie nodded and immediately pulled his pants down, his dick bouncing up and down. It wasn’t that impressive, Moxxie knew it was on the shorter side, but Millie heaped up so much love over it that he didn’t mind.
His wife smiled and kissed him on the lips heavily, making him moan out loud in excitement. A year ago, he would’ve reached down to start jerking off, but months of conditioning meant only his dick could be pleasured by his Mistress. And if she wanted to put further restriction on his manhood, who was he to say no?
The cold air already made some work at making his dick soft, especially after it didn’t get much reward for being exposed. Millie smiled a little as she pulled Moxxie’s balls through the ring, making him squirm as Millie adjusted his pubic hair. He wondered if he’d have to shave if he was gonna do this any longer than a night.
Millie slid the cage portion over Moxxie’s dick, and it pressed it down until it was half of its erect length. “Okay… Satan, it feels… cold.” Moxxie pressed against the bed for support as Millie threaded the lock through its hole, and then it clicked. The click sent some sort of feeling through the imp’s body as he looked down at his dick, straining and filling the metal bars with hot flesh.
Why did it feel so hot? Why did he just want to bend over for Millie? Why was he entertaining the idea of staying locked after sex?
“It’ll warm up over time, babe. And soon, it’ll feel like you’re not wearing it~” She giggled as she teased at the tip of the cage with a finger, pulling back a string of precum, licking her finger. The imp over her groaned softly, bunching up a blanket in his fist.
Millie got up and grabbed the key, putting it on a necklace, then strung it around her neck. She giggled as she kissed Moxxie’s cheek, enjoying the way his eyes were fixed on the key. Yes, this was a sort of control she could get used to, even if Moxxie already looked at her body with such rapt attention on good days.
“I could show off my body,” She held onto his sides, kissing him on the lips, his lips curled in a tease.
“Have you look but not touch. Good boys don’t touch themselves unless given permission~” Millie stuck her arms inside and started sliding off her shirt slowly. First her strong belly, the abs and thin waist, followed by the full curve of her breasts, the perky nipples, and then her clavicles… Moxxie bit his lip and moved to sit down on the bed, his legs spread because of how in-front the balls were now.
Millie tossed aside the shirt and approached him, her hand gently cradling his balls, getting onto the bed and leaning down to kiss him on the lips. Small quiet groans escaped Moxxie’s mouth as her hard nipples pressed against his feminine chest. A whimper escaped his throat as his balls were squeezed by her hand, Satan, was he really so full? Millie lifted the hand up, showing her palm covered in his precum, and slid a couple fingers into his mouth.
As Moxxie moaned around the salty hot taste of his own sex, Millie reached around to grab at his rump. The two of them were horizontal, Millie lying on Moxxie, her full weight resting comfortably on his chaste dick. He knew that her pussy was so close to it, he could imagine sliding his glans between those thick labia, the warm walls clenching around it, sending him on the O-train to orgasm town-
His body was pressed flat against the bed. “Stay still, cowboy, you’re getting a bit too excited. Don’t want you to hump me after all. I could leave you locked up, make you even hornier, femme you up, turn you into a real cute femboy~”
“Would you- would you want that of me?” Moxxie panted out, looking at the ceiling, his head already dizzy with arousal. His hands clenched, wanting so badly to press against Millie onto the bed but he obeyed his training.
A soft hand went through his hair, and his forehead kissed. “Only if you really wanted it.” She squeezed one of his nipples with a couple fingers, making him whimper loud, before sliding off and making her way to the closet. “Besides, the fun ain’t over, after all, if you ain’t gonna be fucking me…”
Moxxie sat up, blushing in anticipation. What sorta toy would the Sin of Lust have sent them? How large would it be? How squishy would it be? Wait, would they have to pay for it?
All thoughts of debt went out the window as Millie walked out of the closet, a rather impressive humanoid dildo hanging down from her crotch. Moxxie’s knees got weak, thankful that he was just sitting down. A small part of him was conflicted as he wanted to choke on that glorious silicone dick while looking up at his beautiful wife, while another part wanted him to scream into his ballgag as his insides were wrecked and he’d have trouble sitting down for the entire weekend, oh crumbs, which one was hotter?
Millie smirked, enjoying Moxxie’s looks while his own fantasies made his face redder. A ball gag had been taken from their bedstand and inserted into his snout, making him bite down on it. The buckle behind his head was tight, ensuring it wouldn’t move and would silence any screams or moans he’d make in this thin-walled apartment. Moxxie whimpered silently, looking up at Millie, pleading.
While Millie caressed his straining dick with her tail spade, she opened the bottle of lube in her hands, and started sliding a slicked up hand up and down the sagging dildo. “Turn around, Moxxie~”
The imp obeyed, getting onto his knees and assuming “the position,” ready to accept Millie inside him and be made her own. Oh crumbs, he really loved having his wife inside him, he’d never admit it to anyone, much less in the office, but this chastity cage was sending his thoughts into overdrive! He bit his lip as he could feel the cold tip of the dildo press against his hole. He was flexible now, that was part of Millie’s training, but this would be a whole new level!
Millie rubbed his back, a soothing touch, playfully slapping his ass. “Two taps if it’s too much, okay dear?”
Moxxie nodded with a gagged mm-mm, then let his body relax as his cheeks were spread far apart. His asshole was a thing of beauty to Millie, a perfect stretchy ring of dark red. The purple glans was lined up and slid in, the anus closing around it greedily. Moxxie would finally truly be made her bitch tonight…