In the days following the night Matt watched Beth with Adrian, his mind was a swirling storm of emotions. Humiliation and jealousy lingered, but so did something unexpected—a deep sense of arousal and a strange, unshakable pride. Seeing Beth so alive, so fulfilled, had stirred something inside him he didn’t fully understand.
Every time he replayed the scene in his mind, his feelings grew more complicated. He remembered the way she moaned, her cries of pleasure echoing in the room, and the blissful glow she carried afterward. It was a side of Beth he had never seen, a side that left him both humbled and proud, and despite his humiliation, he couldn’t deny that it made him happy.
Determined to demonstrate his appreciation for her and his growing devotion, Matt decided on a gesture that would show how much he valued her happiness. One afternoon, he ventured to a store specializing in gym clothing. The racks were lined with revealing crop tops and shorts so short they seemed more decorative than functional. Matt browsed nervously, his cheeks flushing as he imagined Beth in the skimpy attire.
Finally, he settles on a tight black sports bra with a plunging neckline and a pair of hot pink gusseted booty shorts that would barely cover anything. The fabric clung to curves in a way that was impossible to ignore. He handed the items to the cashier, every bit the awkward husband, but the embarrassment was worth it.
That evening, Matt presented the gift to Beth as she lounged on the couch scrolling through her phone. She raised an eyebrow as he handed her the shopping bag, her eyes glistening with curiosity.
“What’s this?” she asks, setting her phone aside and reaching inside
Matt fidgeted nervously as she pulled out the tiny top and shorts, holding them up with an amused smirk.
“They’re for you,” Matt explained hesitantly.
“I thought you would like them for the gym.. or to wear around…”
Beth laughed softly, setting the clothes aside as she looked at him. “A gift for me? whats the occasion?”
Matt swallowed hard, his hands fidgeting at his sides. “I just.. wanted to show you how much i appreciate you, and how happy i am that you’re happy.”
Beth’s expression softened slightly, though her smile remained. She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees.
“That’s sweet Matt, but this isn’t just about the clothes is it?”
Matt hesitated, searching for the right words. “I’ve been thinking a lot about the other night,” He admitted, his voice shaky.
Beth smirked, her tone teasing. “Do you mean when you watched me get fucked?”
Matt nodded, his cheeks flushing.
“What about it?” She asks, her head tilting, her teasing demeanour unchanged.
“I didn’t know how to feel at first, it was hard seeing you with someone else, knowing that he could give you something that I never could. But.. I also couldn’t stop thinking about how happy you looked, how fulfilled you seemed.”
Beth’s teasing smile softened into something gentler, though her amusement never faded entirely. “Go on.” she prompted
“I realized that I liked seeing you that way,” Matt admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “I liked knowing that you were so satisfied, it made me happy to see you like that.”
Beth leaned back, studying him intently, her eyes narrowing slightly. “are you saying that you enjoyed it?”
Matt nodded slowly, his face burning. “Yes, I enjoyed it. I want you to know that I’m happy for you, Beth. I’m happy that you’re getting what you need.”
For a moment, Beth was silent, her expression unreadable. Then a slow smile spread across her face.
“That’s a big step for you Matt, I’m proud of you.” She said warmly, although her teasing edge remained.
Beth picked up the clothes again, running her fingers over the fabric.
“And you thought this was a good way to show your support?” She asked with an arching eyebrow
“I just wanted you to have something nice, something that makes you feel confident, you deserve it.” Matt replied
Beth chuckled, “you’re not wrong.” she said, her smile growing.
“I’ll tell you what, since you were so thoughtful, I’ll try them on now.”
Matt’s heart raced as Beth disappeared into the bedroom, the sound of the door shutting making him fidget with anticipation.
When she emerged a few moments later, Matt’s breath was caught in his throat. The sports bra hugged her chest tightly, the plunging neckline revealed enough cleavage to leave little to the imagination. The shorts clung to her hips, the gusset providing clear accentuation of her curves, the fabric riding up, so short that there was visible cuppage.
“Well?” Beth asked. “What do you think?”
Matt nodded quickly. “You look amazing,” he said
Beth smirked, confidently strutting across the room. “Good,” she said. Her voice dripped with amusement.
“I think I’ll wear this to the gym tomorrow.”
She paused, turning to Matt with a sly grin. “But what do you think my Gym buddies will think? Do you think they’ll like it?” Beth asks teasingly, pushing all of Matt’s buttons.
Matt’s stomach churned but he forced a smile. “I’m sure that they will love it.”
Beth laughed, leaning down to kiss his cheek “Good answer, you did good today. Keep it up.”
As she disappeared back into the bedroom Matt felt a strange mix of pride, arousal, and something he couldn’t quite define, but he made her happy and that was enough.
That afternoon, as Beth lounged on the couch scrolling through her phone, Matt approached her hesitantly. She looked up, raising an eyebrow at the nervous expression on his face.
“What is it, Matt?” she asked, her tone casual but curious.
Matt swallowed hard, his hands fidgeting at his sides. “Can we talk?”
Beth set her phone down, crossing her legs as she gestured for him to sit. “Of course,” she said.
He sat down on the edge of the coffee table, facing her. “I’ve been… thinking a lot about the other night,” he began, his voice shaky.
Beth smirked slightly, her hazel eyes glinting. “You mean when you watched me get fucked?” Beth teased
Matt nodded, his cheeks flushing. “Yeah. That.”
“What about it?” she asked, tilting her head.
“Like I mentioned earlier, I really enjoyed it, it made me so happy to see you that way. I want to fully support your happiness and fulfilment”
Beth leaned forward, her eyes locking on his.
For a moment, Beth was silent, studying him intently. Then, a slow smile spread across her lips.
“I’m really happy to hear that, Matt,” she said, her tone warm but teasing. “You’ve come a long way.”
Beth leaned back against the couch, her mind racing. Matt’s confession had surprised her, but it also filled her with a sense of triumph. She had always wanted more than just Matt’s tolerance for her lifestyle—she wanted his genuine support, his fulfillment in her happiness.
“Matt,” she said softly, her tone turning serious. “It’s one thing to support what I’m doing, but if you truly love me, you need to take it a step further.”
Matt’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean?”
Beth leaned forward, her hazel eyes locking onto his. “It’s not enough for you to just be okay with it,” she said. “I want you to feel real joy in my happiness. I want you to find fulfillment in knowing that I’m living my best life.”
“I want to. I mean… I do,” Matt insisted, though his voice wavered slightly.
“Do you?” Beth challenged, tilting her head. “Because if you’re still holding on to jealousy, or if you’re only pretending to be happy for me, that’s not enough. I need to know that this truly brings you joy. That seeing me fulfilled—seeing me satisfied—makes you feel fulfilled, too.”
Matt hesitated, her words sinking in. He realized she was right. Supporting her wasn’t enough. He needed to embrace it fully, to let go of his insecurities and find genuine happiness in her pleasure.
“I understand,” he said finally, his voice steady. “I want to be that for you, Beth. I want to feel what you’re feeling. I want to share in your happiness.”
Beth smiled, reaching out to cup his cheek. “Good,” she said softly. “Because that’s the only way this is going to work.”
Matt shifted nervously in his seat, Beth’s words lingering in his mind. He wanted to embrace her happiness fully, to show her how much he supported her. But there was something else, something he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about.
“Beth,” he began hesitantly, his voice barely above a whisper.
She arched an eyebrow, her hazel eyes gleaming with curiosity. “Yes?”
Matt’s cheeks flushed as he avoided her gaze. “I… I was wondering if maybe… maybe I could watch again sometime?”
Beth’s lips curled into a slow, triumphant smile. She leaned back on the couch, crossing her legs as she studied him. “What do you want to watch again Matt?”
“I want to watch you…” Matt replied.
“Watch me what?” Beth snapped back.
“I want to watch you… get fucked,” Matt replied sheepishly, barely above a whisper.
Beth giggled triumphantly at his obvious discomfort.
Matts face burned with embarrassment. “I just… I liked seeing you so happy, so satisfied. It was hard at first, but now I think I’d like to see it again. If… if that’s okay.”
Beth let out a laugh—warm and rich, but with an edge of amusement that made Matt’s cheeks burn even hotter.
“Oh, Matt,” she said, shaking her head slightly. “Of course you can watch again. In fact, I’d love for you to. But it’s not going to be that easy.”
Matt looked up at her, his expression a mix of hope and apprehension. “What do you mean?”
“You’ll have to earn it,” Beth said firmly, leaning forward and resting her elbows on her knees. “If you want to be a part of this, you need to prove your devotion. Show me that you’re not just saying the right things, but that you truly support me—body, mind, and soul.”
Matt swallowed hard. “How do I do that?”
Beth smirked, tilting her head. “Good behavior. Unwavering support. And absolute obedience,” she said simply. “If you can give me that, I’ll consider rewarding you with the chance to watch again.”
Matt hesitated, his mind racing. “And… what about other rewards?” he asked hesitantly, his voice trembling. “Like… maybe removing the chastity cage? Or… or letting me have sex with you again?”
Beth threw her head back and laughed, the sound echoing through the room. When she finally met his gaze again, her expression was a mix of amusement and authority.
“Oh, baby,” she said, shaking her head. “No, no, no. You’re pussy-free, and that’s not going to change. My body is for real men, Matt. Men who can actually satisfy me. Letting you put your tiny 3 1/2″ penis inside of me would feel degrading.”
Matt’s stomach dropped, but his body betrayed him, his small, caged erection throbbing at her words.
“And as for the cage,” Beth continued, her tone turning playful, “that stays on. I think it suits you, don’t you?”
Matt’s cheeks burned as he nodded weakly. “Yes, Beth,” he murmured.
Beth smiled, reaching out to run her fingers through his hair. “Good boy,” she said softly. “Now, if you really want to prove yourself, you’ll start by showing me just how much you appreciate what I have.”
Matt’s heart pounded as she leaned back, spreading her legs slightly in invitation. Without hesitation, he slid off the couch and onto his knees, ready to serve her once again.
Beth sat on the couch, her legs crossed, a sly smile playing on her lips. Matt knelt in front of her, his hands folded in his lap, his eyes fixed on her as if awaiting his next command.
“I’ve got a task for you,” Beth said, her tone playful but commanding.
Matt’s heart raced. “Anything, Beth.”
“I need new lingerie for my date tonight,” she said, leaning forward slightly, her hazel eyes glinting. “Something sexy. Something slutty. I want him to be unable to keep his hands off me. Think you can handle that?”
Matt nodded quickly, his cheeks flushing with excitement. “Yes, Beth. I’ll find something perfect for you.”
“Good,” she said, waving her hand dismissively. “Now go. And don’t disappoint me.”
Matt spent hours shopping, agonizing over his choices. His face burned as he sifted through racks of lacy bras, delicate thongs, and sheer stockings, acutely aware of the saleswoman’s amused glances. Finally, he settled on a stunning blue lace set: a thong with garter straps that would frame Beth’s round butt perfectly, and a matching bra that would lift and accentuate her full, firm breasts.
When he returned home, he presented the lingerie to Beth with a mixture of pride and nervousness.
Beth raised an eyebrow as she examined the set, her lips curling into a slow smile. “Not bad,” she said, running her fingers over the delicate lace. “You might actually have some taste, after all.”
Matt’s chest swelled with pride. “Thank you, Beth. I thought it would look amazing on you.”
Beth smirked, standing and grabbing the set. “Let’s see if you’re right,” she said, disappearing into the bedroom.
Minutes later, Beth reemerged, and Matt’s breath caught in his throat. The blue lace hugged her curves perfectly, the delicate fabric accentuating her flawless figure. The thong framed her toned, round butt, the garter straps highlighting the smooth curve of her hips. The bra lifted her large breasts just enough to create an irresistible cleavage, the lace barely concealing her nipples.
Beth strode confidently into the room, her hips swaying with every step. The lace straps of the garters lightly bounced against her thighs, while her firm, round butt jiggled slightly with each movement, hypnotizing Matt. Her breasts, full and heavy, jostled gently in the bra, the lace straining to contain them.
She paused in front of him, placing a hand on her hip and arching an eyebrow. “Well?” she asked, her voice low and teasing. “Do you like it?”
Matt’s face burned as he nodded quickly, unable to tear his eyes away from her. “You look… stunning, Beth,” he stammered.
Beth chuckled softly, turning and strutting back toward the other side of the room. She glanced over her shoulder, giving him a sultry wink as her butt swayed and jiggled with each deliberate step.
“If I didn’t know any better,” Matt thought to himself, “it’s like she’s wearing it just for me.”
Beth turned sharply, walking back toward him, her lips curling into a wicked smile. “Do you think I look good in it?” she asked, stopping just inches away from where he knelt.
“You look amazing,” Matt whispered, his voice trembling with awe.
Beth leaned down slightly, her face close to his as she spoke in a low, teasing tone. “Good. Now, here’s the real question.”
Matt’s heart raced as her eyes locked onto his, her smile playful yet sharp.
“Do you think my date tonight will like it?” she asked, tilting her head.
The words hit Matt like a bucket of cold water, snapping him out of his daze. His cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal as Beth straightened, her laughter soft but mocking.
“Don’t look so surprised,” she said, turning to admire herself in the mirror. “You didn’t think this was for you, did you?”
Matt shook his head quickly, his eyes lowering. “No, Beth. I just… I’m glad you like it.”
Beth smirked, running her hands over her hips as she admired the way the lace hugged her body. “Oh, I do,” she said. “And I think he’ll love it, too.”
She turned back to Matt, her expression softening slightly. “You did well today,” she said, patting his cheek. “Keep this up, and maybe I’ll let you watch me take it off later. But only if you’re very, very good.”
Matt’s cheeks burned as he nodded. “Thank you, Beth,” he murmured, his heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and longing.
Beth stood by the door, adjusting her sunglasses and smoothing out her sundress. “Let’s go for a coffee date,” she said casually, grabbing her bag.
Matt blinked, surprised by the invitation. It wasn’t often that Beth suggested something so… normal.
“Okay,” he said, quickly slipping on his shoes and following her out the door.
They walked hand in hand down the street, the morning sun casting a soft glow over everything. For a moment, it felt like old times. They laughed and joked as they strolled to their favorite coffee shop, Beth’s confident demeanor softening slightly in the comfortable familiarity of the moment.
When they arrived, Beth ordered her usual—a caramel latte—and Matt nervously ordered a black coffee, unsure what to expect from the rest of the outing. They found a cozy corner table and settled in, chatting lightly about the day ahead.
Just as Matt started to relax, two of Beth’s friends from the gym walked in. Rachel, with her fiery red hair and piercing green eyes, exuded confidence in her fitted yoga pants and cropped hoodie. Emily, tall and blonde with legs that seemed to go on forever, wore a sleek athleisure outfit that hugged her toned frame.
“Beth!” Rachel called, her face lighting up as she spotted them.
Beth grinned and waved them over. “Rachel! Emily! Come join us!”
The two women exchanged amused glances before sliding into the seats next to Beth.
Matt’s stomach tightened as he suddenly felt small and out of place.
“This is Matt,” Beth said, gesturing toward him with a casual wave.
Rachel and Emily exchanged knowing looks, their smiles widening. “Oh, we’ve heard so much about you,” Rachel said, her voice dripping with amusement.
Matt’s cheeks burned.
As the conversation flowed, it quickly became clear that Beth was the center of attention. She leaned forward, her hazel eyes sparkling as she began talking about her plans for the evening.
“I have a big date tonight,” Beth said excitedly, her voice brimming with enthusiasm. “He’s so gorgeous, and I can’t wait to see him again.”
Rachel and Emily giggled, their eyes darting briefly to Matt.
“That sounds amazing!” Emily said. “What are you wearing?”
“Oh, Matt picked out the most stunning lingerie for me,” Beth said with a grin, her tone casual as if discussing the weather.
Rachel’s eyes widened. “Really? That’s so sweet of him. What do you think about her date, Matt?”
Matt froze, his face turning red. He hadn’t expected the conversation to turn toward him. “Uh… I think it’s… great,” he stammered.
Rachel raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a smirk. “You’re excited for her, then?”
Beth turned to him, her expression hardening slightly.
Matt swallowed hard, nodding quickly. “Yes, I’m excited and happy for her,” he said, his voice trembling slightly.
Emily let out a soft laugh. “It’s so nice of you to allow Beth to seek what she can’t get at home,” she said, her tone laced with mock sweetness.
Beth interjected, “It’s not up to him to ALLOW me to do anything,” staring at him snidely with a smile.
Matt’s face burned with humiliation as he nodded again, forcing a weak smile. “I… I just want Beth to be happy,” he said softly.
Beth’s stern gaze softened slightly, a hint of satisfaction flickering in her eyes.
When they returned home, Beth’s demeanor shifted. She strode into the bedroom, kicking off her sandals and sitting on the edge of the bed. “Matt, come here,” she said, her voice firm but not unkind.
“Yes, Beth,” Matt said, hurrying to her side.
“I need to get ready for my date,” she said, crossing her legs. “You’re going to help me.”
Matt nodded eagerly. “Of course, Beth. Whatever you need.”
“Good,” she said, standing and handing him a bottle of lotion. “Start with this.”
Matt knelt in front of her, carefully rubbing the lotion onto her legs, his hands trembling slightly as he worked. Beth watched him with a faint smile, her expression equal parts amused and indulgent.
“Don’t miss any spots,” she said, leaning back and extending her foot toward him.
“Yes, Beth,” Matt murmured, his cheeks flushing as he worked the lotion into her skin.
When he finished, Beth handed him a brush. “My hair,” she said simply.
Matt moved behind her, gently brushing her long blonde hair, his hands moving with care. The scent of her shampoo filled the air, and he found himself strangely content despite the circumstances.
Beth stood and slipped into the lingerie Matt had chosen, the delicate blue lace hugging her curves perfectly. She turned to Matt, her lips curving into a sly smile. “Tie my shoes,” she commanded, gesturing toward the strappy heels on the floor.
Matt knelt at her feet, carefully fastening the straps around her ankles. He glanced up briefly, catching a glimpse of her full breasts barely contained by the lace, and quickly averted his gaze, his cheeks burning.
When he finished, Beth stood and walked to the mirror, admiring herself. She turned to Matt, placing a hand on her hip. “How do I look?”
“You look stunning, Beth,” Matt said softly, his voice filled with awe.
Beth smirked, leaning down to brush a finger under his chin. “Good,” she said. “Because I think my date is going to love it.”
Matt’s stomach twisted, but he forced a smile. “I’m sure he will,” he said quietly.
Beth straightened, her smile widening. “You’re such a good boy,” she said. “Now, clean up the mess in here while I finish getting ready.”
“Yes, Beth,” Matt replied, bowing his head as she sauntered out of the room, her heels clicking confidently against the floor.
Matt was sitting on the couch, nervously fidgeting with the remote, when his phone buzzed. He unlocked it to find a text from Beth: “It’s your lucky night, baby. You get to watch. Be ready—I’m on my way home.”
His heart raced as he read the words. Beth had been gone for hours, her date shrouded in mystery. Now, she was coming back—with someone new.
Matt hurried to the bedroom, straightening the sheets and clearing away any clutter. He knelt in the corner, just as she had trained him, his chest tight with a mix of anticipation, jealousy, and arousal.
The front door opened, and Matt heard the sound of laughter—Beth’s unmistakable, melodic laugh paired with a deeper, unfamiliar voice.
A moment later, Beth entered the room, her face glowing and her hair slightly mussed. She was followed by a man Matt didn’t recognize—a tall, broad-shouldered figure with dark hair and a chiseled jawline. He exuded confidence, his fitted shirt and jeans highlighting his muscular frame.
“Matt,” Beth said casually, her voice dripping with amusement. “Meet Alex.”
Matt nodded nervously, his eyes darting between Beth and Alex.
Beth smirked, placing a hand on Alex’s chest. “He’s here to watch,” she explained, her tone light but commanding.
Alex raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a smirk. “Interesting,” he said simply.
Beth grabbed Alex’s hand, pulling him toward the bed. She glanced over her shoulder at Matt. “Stay in the corner and be quiet,” she ordered.
“Yes, Beth,” Matt whispered, his voice trembling.
Beth and Alex began to undress, their movements slow and deliberate. Beth slipped out of her dress, revealing the blue lace lingerie Matt had picked out earlier that day. It clung to her curves perfectly, the garter straps accentuating her toned thighs.
“Like what you see?” Beth teased, glancing at Alex as she unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor.
“You’re stunning,” Alex replied, his voice deep and steady.
Beth smiled, slipping out of her thong and climbing onto the bed. Alex followed suit, pulling off his shirt to reveal a muscular chest and defined abs. When he removed his jeans and boxers, Beth’s eyes widened, and Matt let out an involuntary gasp.
Alex was enormous—thick and impossibly long, he must have been 11”. Beth bit her lip, her hazel eyes flicking to Matt briefly before turning back to Alex. How will she take that all, she thought.
“Well,” she said with a nervous laugh. “We’ll have to take it slow.”
Alex smirked, climbing onto the bed. “Don’t worry,” he said, his voice low and reassuring. “I’ll take care of you.”
Alex positioned himself between Beth’s legs, his hands running up her thighs as he leaned down to kiss her deeply. Beth moaned softly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she arched her back.
“Slow,” she whispered, her voice trembling.
Alex nodded, guiding himself to her entrance. Beth gripped the blankets, her knuckles white as he began to press into her.
“Oh my God,” she gasped, her voice high and breathy. “You’re… so big.”
Alex paused, giving her time to adjust before pushing in a little deeper. Beth squealed, her hips lifting slightly as she clung to the blankets.
“Breathe,” Alex murmured, his voice soothing.
Beth nodded, her chest heaving as she moaned softly. “Keep going,” she said.
Slowly, inch by inch, Alex worked himself into her. Beth’s moans grew louder, her voice trembling with a mix of pain and pleasure.
“Oh my god! Im so full..,” she gasped, her eyes squeezing shut as Alex finally bottomed out.
Alex smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You’re perfect,” he murmured, pulling out slightly before pressing back in.
Beth cried out, her voice echoing in the room as Alex began to move.
Alex started slow, his thrusts deliberate and deep, each one eliciting a sharp gasp from Beth. Her round butt jiggled with every movement, her full breasts bouncing as she arched her back, the sight was intoxicating to Matt.
“Yes! yes!” she moaned, her voice high and breathy. “Just like that, keep going”
Matt watched from the corner, his small, caged erection throbbing painfully as he took in the scene, pitifully thrusting at the air. Beth’s pleasure was undeniable, her moans growing louder with each thrust.
“Harder,” Beth gasped, her fingers gripping Alex’s back.
“Fuck me like a slut!”
Alex obliged, his pace quickening as he gripped her hips, pulling her onto him with each thrust. Beth’s cries turned into full-throated moans, her body rocking with the force of his movements.
“Fuck, you’re so deep,” she panted, her nails digging into the blankets.
Alex flipped her onto her stomach effortlessly, Beth now facing Matt, eye to eye, Alex pulling her hips up as he positioned himself behind her. Beth whimpered as he entered her again, Matt watching her face contort and she struggled to fit him inside of her, her round ass bouncing with every thrust.
“Oh my God,” she cried, her voice muffled by the pillow. “Don’t stop.”
Matt’s eyes were glued to her swaying hips, the way her body moved under Alex’s control.
Alex kept pounding and pounding, her tits bouncing and body shaking almost violently, her noises expressing pain with almost unbearable pleasure.
Alex pulled Beth onto all fours, gripping her waist as he drove into her with a steady, powerful rhythm. Her moans filled the room, each one louder and more desperate than the last.
“Faster! Faster!” she begged, her voice trembling.
Alex obliged, his hands sliding up her back before grabbing her shoulders and pulling her against him. Beth’s breasts bounced wildly with each thrust, her cries turning into screams of pleasure.
“I’m so close,” she gasped, her voice breaking.
Alex leaned down, his lips brushing her ear. “Come for me,” he growled, his pace unrelenting.
Beth’s body tensed, her moans reaching a crescendo as she climaxed, her nails digging into the mattress. “Yes, yes, yes!” she screamed, her body shaking with pleasure.
Alex slowed his movements, letting her ride out her orgasm before letting her collapse onto the bed.
Beth turned her head to look at Matt, her face glowing and her hazel eyes glinting with satisfaction. “Did you enjoy the show, baby?” she asked, her voice teasing and out of breath
Matt nodded weakly, his cheeks burning as Beth smirked.
“Good,” she said. “Because I certainly did.
The bedroom was quiet now, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and passion. The bed was a mess—sheets tangled, pillows askew, a testament to the intensity of the encounter. Alex had left moments ago, offering Beth a quick kiss and a parting smirk before disappearing out the door.
Beth lay sprawled on the bed, her body still trembling from the waves of pleasure that had rocked through her. Her hair was tousled, her cheeks flushed, and her chest rose and fell with deep, steady breaths.
From the corner, Matt watched nervously, his heart pounding in his chest. The scene he had just witnessed played on a loop in his mind—the sights, the sounds, the way Beth had moved under Alex’s control. His caged erection strained painfully, and his cheeks burned with a mix of humiliation and longing.
Beth turned her head toward him, a faint smile curling her lips. She patted the edge of the bed. “Come here,” she said softly, her voice still a little breathless.
Matt scrambled to his feet, hurrying to her side and kneeling on the floor beside the bed.
Beth ran a hand through her messy hair, sighing contentedly. “You know what to do,” she murmured, her hazel eyes locking onto his. “But go slow and gentle. I’m sore.”
Matt nodded quickly, his hands trembling as he positioned himself between her legs. Her body glistened with a faint sheen of sweat, and her thighs were slightly parted, revealing the aftermath of her evening. He leaned in tentatively, his tongue darting out to taste her.
Beth let out a soft moan, her head falling back against the pillows. “That’s it,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. “Nice and slow.”
Matt obeyed, his movements careful and deliberate. His tongue traced gentle patterns over her swollen folds, his lips pressing soft kisses against her as he worked.
Beth’s fingers tangled in his hair, guiding him lightly as she recounted the night’s events. “I can’t believe how big he was,” she said, her voice tinged with awe. “I didn’t think I’d be able to take it all. But God… once he was in…”
She trailed off, a shiver running through her body as she moaned softly.
Matt’s cheeks burned as he listened, his own arousal mounting despite the cage that kept him firmly in check.
“He was so strong,” Beth continued, her voice dreamy. “The way he moved me, like I weighed nothing… I’ve never felt anything like it.”
Her breathing quickened as Matt’s tongue found a particularly sensitive spot, and she gasped softly, her hips rocking slightly against his mouth.
Beth’s body tensed, her thighs pressing lightly against Matt’s cheeks as she reached her climax. A low, trembling moan escaped her lips, her fingers gripping his hair as waves of pleasure washed over her. For a moment, she lay still, her chest rising and falling with deep breaths, basking in the afterglow of an incredible evening.
“Come here,” Beth murmured softly, motioning for Matt to join her on the bed.
Matt obeyed immediately, climbing up to lie beside her. Beth wrapped an arm around him, pulling him close. She guided his head to rest against her bare chest, his cheek pressing against the soft curve of her breast. Her skin was warm and comforting, her scent intoxicatingly familiar.
Matt hesitated before wrapping his arms around her waist, holding her gently. It felt so intimate, so tender—a position he hadn’t been in for years.
Beth ran her fingers through his hair, her touch soothing and rhythmic. “You were good tonight,” she whispered, her voice filled with affection. “Such a good boy.”
Matt’s caged erection strained painfully, pressed against her thigh, but the warmth of her embrace and the softness of her voice seemed to ease the ache in his heart.
“Thank you, Beth,” Matt whispered, his voice trembling.
Beth raised an eyebrow, her fingers pausing briefly in his hair. “For what?”
“For tonight,” Matt murmured, his cheek nuzzling against her breast. “For letting me be here. For letting me see how happy he made you. It… it means so much to me.”
Beth’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Oh, baby,” she said softly, her tone dripping with satisfaction. “I’m glad you feel that way. That’s exactly what I want.”
Matt nodded, his voice trembling as he continued. “Seeing you so… fulfilled, so happy—it makes me happy, too. You looked amazing tonight, Beth. You deserved every moment of it.”
Beth’s hazel eyes softened, and she cupped his face gently, tilting it up so their gazes met. “You’re so sweet,” she murmured, leaning down to press a soft, lingering kiss to his forehead.
Matt’s breath hitched at the unexpected affection, his eyes glistening with emotion.
Beth smiled, brushing her thumb over his cheek. “I love you, Matt,” she said, her voice warm and genuine.
“I love you, too,” he whispered, his arms tightening around her.
Beth kissed his forehead again, then his cheek, her lips feather-light and tender. She ran her fingers down his back in soothing strokes, her other hand tangling in his hair.
“You’re such a good boy for me,” she murmured, her lips brushing against his temple. “So devoted. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Matt felt a warmth swell in his chest, his earlier embarrassment and jealousy melting away in the comfort of her embrace.
Beth sighed contentedly, resting her chin on the top of his head. “I hope you know how much I appreciate you,” she said softly. “You’re not just a part of this—you make it possible. Your support means everything to me.”
Matt swallowed hard, burying his face in her chest. “Thank you for saying that, Beth,” he murmured. “I just… I want to make you happy. That’s all I’ve ever wanted.”
“You do,” Beth whispered, stroking his hair. “You make me so happy, Matt.”
They lay like that for several minutes, Beth’s gentle touches and quiet murmurs of affection easing Matt’s racing mind. For the first time in a long while, he felt truly close to her—like he was more than just a witness to her happiness, but a part of it.
As they lay there in the comforting quiet, Matt mustered the courage to speak, his voice trembling slightly.
“Beth?” he asked hesitantly.
“Hmm?” she murmured, her fingers still threading gently through his hair.
“I was wondering…” he began, his cheeks flushing as he nuzzled deeper against her chest. “Since I’ve been good, and I’m trying so hard to support you… do you think… maybe I could get a release tonight?”
Beth’s hand paused for a moment before resuming its gentle strokes. She tilted her head down to look at him, her hazel eyes filled with a mix of compassion and authority.
“Oh, baby,” she said softly, her tone warm but firm. “It hasn’t even been two weeks.”
Matt’s face flushed deeper, and he lowered his gaze, his cheek still pressed against her breast.
“You’re not going to get a release every time you watch me get fucked,” Beth continued, her voice gentle but resolute. “That’s a reward in itself, Matt. Watching me, seeing me happy—that should be enough for you.”
Matt swallowed hard, nodding slowly. “I understand,” he whispered, though the strain of his caged erection against her thigh betrayed his true longing.
Beth kissed the top of his head, her lips lingering there for a moment as she placed her hand over his small caged penis, completely engulfing it, serving as another small reminder of his place and inadequacy. “Good boy,” she murmured. “I know it’s hard, but you’re doing so well. And when the time comes, I promise you’ll be rewarded.”
Her words, though firm, carried a tenderness that eased the sting of her denial. Matt tightened his arms around her, grateful for the warmth of her embrace and the gentle affection she offered.
“Thank you, Beth,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.
Beth smiled, holding him close. “You’re welcome, baby,” she said softly. “Now let’s get some rest. You’ve earned it.”
Matt closed his eyes, his heart aching with a mix of longing and contentment as he nestled against her, her steady breathing lulling him into a restless but peaceful sleep.
