Stories by Cuckytoher

Cuckold Story:  Belle's Balls

Monday night football sucked! My team was losing like a gazillion to nothing and even if it was the greatest game ever, I couldn’t keep my mind on anything as silly as a football game. In truth I was more interested in watching out the window that watching our 52 inch flat screen. Every time I thought I saw a sliver of light coming down the street my pulse would quicken, my heart would race and I would strain my neck and eyes to see if it was my wife Belle coming home.

Tonight was our one year wedding anniversary and I was eagerly awaiting her return. My first wife divorced me two years prior and shortly thereafter I lost my job. My world crumbled and I found myself willing to take any type of employment as desperate men will do in desperate times. Down to my last few dollars and almost totally defeated, I found a company that would grant me an interview and although not the greatest job or salary they offered me a job. The boss, Marcus was a large black man who reminded me of Suge Knight of Death Row Records fame in his stature and attitude. He reveled in the fact that he ran things with an iron fist and that all the workers were white. I was convinced I would keep this job no matter how much groveling I had to do. I was told that in the past six months three people had held my position and none had lasted. My submissive demeanor and ass kissing ways were not lost on my boss’s secretary Belle.

She had long black hair down to her waist, a huge gorgeous ass, thick thighs and huge breasts. She was very tall and the heels she wore made her tower over me. She seemed to fond of the way I would squirm and acquiesce to any demands placed on me by Marcus. The daily screaming matches and insults heaped on me by Marcus seemed only to entice Belle’s appetite for me more. Like a cat playing with a mouse before devouring it.

Belle always wore low cut and suggestive clothing around the office and it seemed to me that Marcus was always pawing her or touching her in some way. At the end of my first six months I felt I had made it and at the end of a particularly long Friday in which I had been subjected to Marcus’s verbal tirades and a sound slap to the back of the head, Belle invited me out for a drink. I was in heaven as I followed her buxom figure into the bar watching all the while as other men stared at her gorgeous body. Her perfume was intoxicating and I had an instant hard on from the moment she made the invitation.

She was breathtaking and I was in love! Later that night I found my face between her thunderous thighs licking her pussy to orgasm after orgasm. Soon we were dating on a regular basis and despite the abuse at work, I loved being with Belle. One night as I lay between her beautiful thighs after licking her ass to several orgasms for what seemed liked hours; Belle toyed with my hair and seemed to be drifting off to sleep. It was that night when Belle told me she liked men who were subservient and more on the submissive side. “Of course all women love big brute macho men like Marcus and his pals, but I prefer a man that knows his place.” It was then that SHE proposed to me. I was startled and taken aback, but muttered a weak “of course Belle I’d love to marry you.”

After the wedding I moved my meager belongings out of my one room apartment and into Belle’s house. Belle presented me with a list of chores that she would expect me to do on a routine basis. The list, basically included everything from cooking, cleaning, laundry, shopping, yard work, to the words ‘all other’ that she had scribbled at the bottom of the list. I found myself working many nights till three or four in the morning after having worked all day trying to make sure Belle’s list was complete and she was happy.

As for our sex life or I should say Belle’s sex life, it consisted mostly of me going down on her pussy or her ass and licking her for hours to orgasm after orgasm. Belle would grant me an orgasm now and again. She would sometimes make me stand naked next to the bed and she would look at my naked chubby body with my tiny cock poking out and chuckle. She would then play with my balls and when I would grow hard she would laugh at my tiny four inch erection calling it names like pin dick or nubbin. Usually it didn’t take long before I could feel my orgasm approaching and would tell Belle. She would order me to cup my hand at then end of my cock as my discharge shot into my own hand she would have me lick it up.

Belle found ways to torment me and humiliate me into orgasm. Once at work while Marcus stood berating me and yelling at me, Belle, unbeknownst to him, stood behind him playing with her tits through her sheer blouse. I grew so excited I came in my pants even while Marcus was hollering at me. That night at home, Belle laughed and told me she truly enjoyed tormenting me like that as it made her wet at which point she pointed to her pussy and told me to get to work.

One day Marcus called me into his office. On the way I tried to emotionally prepare myself for whatever tirade he had for me. I never knew whether he would be civil or leap out of his chair and smack me in the back of the head. This particular day I entered his office and he sat behind his grand desk smoking a big fat Cuban cigar. “Boy you’re lucky you’ve lasted this long in my company. You’re work sucks and I spend more time checking up on you than I should have to. If it wasn’t for your wife you’d be on the unemployment line.” I stood there used to taking this type of abuse, my head down and meekly said, “Yes sir.” As I glanced at the floor I noticed something. A pair of feet sticking out from under Marcus’s desk and they weren’t his! It appeared as if someone was under his desk giving him blow job. And then I realized who that someone was, it was Belle! I could tell by the anklet she always wore.

Marcus just smiled seeing the realization on my face. “Belle is the only reason you have a job here and you better treat her right and get your act together and start doing a better job around here or there’s going to be hell to pay” He dismissed me with the wave of his hand and as I closed the office door I could hear him moan in pleasure and then giggling and laughing and whispered tones.

That night as I lay nestled between Belle’s big boobs after bringing her to several anal orgasms with my tongue, her stroking my hair like a dog as I humped her thunderous thigh she cooed in my ear, “I’m sorry Marcus yelled at you today. You just have to learn your place at work like you do around here, now I don’ yell at you do I?” I moaned a no and kept humping; this was the first time she’d ever brought Marcus’s name up in bed. “You just need to learn to be a good boy at work like you’re my good boy around here and work harder to please Marcus more. You never see Marcus yell at me do you? Well that’s because I please him and make him happy.” That was it I shot my load all over her big thick thigh. Laying there exhausted she patted my head and pushed me under the covers and after cleaning up her leg with my tongue I was back licking her ass for yet another orgasm of the night.

One day Belle came back from shopping and as I unloaded the bags from her car she said, “I bought you a present!” I was thrilled and excited as this was a rare treat; Belle rarely bought me anything let alone thinks about me when she was out shopping. After dinner she made me strip naked and spread my legs and close my eyes. I felt her placing something around my cock and balls and she said, “I think that looks so cute!! What do you think?”

In my embarrassment I had to admit because of the combination of my tiny cock and big stomach I couldn’t see what she had placed there until she held a mirror and showed me. It was a pink cat’s collar with little studded diamonds and a bell. “Don’t you just love it?” She purred as she slowly stroked and scratched my balls and cock which prompted an explosive orgasm from me. “Uh oh, did my little kitten cum?” Belle stood up and kissed me, wiping her cum covered hand on my face making me clean her hand.

She told me that night I was to always wear the cock collar even while at work because as she put it, “those are Belle’s balls, not yours and you have to do what pleases Belle.” She then began using her pet name ‘kitten’ for me around the office. She said everyone think she was just being endearing using a pet name for me. Soon there were whispers and snickers behind my back and everyone was calling me ‘kitten’ behind my back and sometimes to my face. Marcus especially found it hilarious and even had a little name plate made for my desk with my name and ‘kitten’ written beneath it.

Belle did play with me like she was some ferocious feline toying with an inferior animal. One night we were home watching a movie where the male lead was a strong alpha type stud of a husband. Belle nudged my tiny cock which was encased in a pair of her pink frilly panties with her pantyhose covered foot. “Kitten this movie has just given me the grandest idea!! Let’s do a role reversal for the night! You go change and pretend you’re the stud alpha husband and I’ll be your submissive wife! Go! Now!” I scampered to the bedroom and took off the panties and put on jeans and a regular shirt, returned to the living room where Belle was naked spread eagled on the couch. “Oh lover I’m so glad you’re home, I’ve missed you so! Come fuck me dear!! Ravage my pussy with your big juicy thick cock!!”

Not quite sure how to react I tried to assume the role of some hunky husband type from movies I’d seen on TV. I approached Belle and kissed her deeply while she unbuckled my pants and shoved them to the floor. “Fuck me lover! Make me scream with that big huge powerful cock of yours!” The only problem was my cock was none of those things, but I tried to act the part sliding between her legs with my tiny nubbin fully erect. I had barely touched the outside of Belle’s pussy lips when I exploded in orgasm before even entering her.

Needless to say, she had a good laugh at my expense and I spent the next hour cleaning up my cum, licking her pussy and ass to orgasm after orgasm while she chatted on the phone with Marcus telling him about our role reversal play in great detail. My kitten collar went back on that night and I donned Belle’s frilly pink panties when we went to bed where I found myself beneath the covers licking and sucking her toes and working my way up to her ass at her command. After her orgasm she drifted off to sleep with my head still stuck between her thighs and I didn’t dare wake her so spent the entire night in that position.

Knowing that Marcus was more than likely having intercourse with Belle tore me apart. On one hand it made me extremely jealous, while on the other hand it made me incredibly excited. The jealous side of me strove to show Belle that I too could serve a purpose in her life even if it wasn’t that of a bull like Marcus. If it was possible, I became more submissive, many of my co-workers and Belle’s friends called me names such as hen-pecked, or pussy whipped, but I didn’t mind as long as I was making Belle happy. I went out of my way to make sure ever nook and cranny of the house was clean, her every need was met before she had to ask. And yet without having to lift a finger, she still taunted me and had a good laugh at my expense every day, always letting me know that just out there somewhere Marcus was waiting to fuck her and please her like I couldn’t.

One day at the office while I was in the men’s room Marcus walked in and stood next to me at the urinal. He unleashed his massive black snake from his pants and simply glanced over at my tiny, white, shaved cock with its pink kitten collar around it and laughed. I got so nervous I couldn’t even pee and Marcus sensed this. “Got a little pee anxiety there kitten?” He said, as he held his cock in his hand pissing a full stream of golden piss. “Uh yes Sir, sometimes I can’t go if someone else is around.” What the hell was I thinking admitting that to him? “Well that’s too bad kitten maybe we ought get you a little kitty litter box for you to use and we’ll put it in your office!”

Smiling he chuckled, and turned to put his big black cock back in his pants and in the process splashing pee all over my pants leg. Sure enough the next morning I found a kitty litter box filled with kitty litter in my office with an official memorandum from Marcus stating that the bathrooms in the building were off limits to me and I was to use the box but only under the supervision of his secretary Belle! Surely he hadn’t told Belle about our bathroom encounter? Just then my phone rang and it was Belle, “I’m going out for coffee with Marcus kitten do you have to go to the bathroom before I go?” I was mortified! “uh yes I do have to go Belle but I can manage on my own.”

The door to my office burst open and there stood Belle. She wore a low cut scoop necked top her nipples poking through, a tight leather skirt and, sheer stockings and six inch heels. “Oh no you don’t you know the rules kitten!” And with that I was made to take my pants off, and squat over the kitty litter box, my tiny shaved balls and cock dangling over the kitty litter my pink collar with its bell ringing to Belle’s laughter as I peed.

That afternoon Belle and Marcus went out for ‘lunch’ and never returned to the office. That night as I walked my two and a half miles home from work I spotted Marcus’s Jaguar and Belle’s Mercedes parked in our driveway. Meekly I entered the house not knowing what I was going to find. I tip toed into the living room and could hear laughing and a TV on in our bedroom. Belle lay curled up on Marcus’s left side her pure white leg draped over his coal black thigh. Marcus laid on his back his massive cock glistening with the results of their afternoon ‘lunch’ as Belle toyed with his chest hair.

They both noticed me at the same instance and snickered. “Ooops I guess we’re busted,” Belle said. “Well it’s about time you see what a real man can do to a woman kitten.”  My mouth was agape as I stood there in shock my tiny cock growing at the sight before me.

“Get the clothes off kitten, and come on over here and thank Marcus properly for making me feel like a woman! Like the woman you never could make me feel like!” Soon I was naked, my white chubby body and pink collared cock and balls with the bell tinkling as I scurried over to the bed my face crimson with embarrassment and shame. Belle held Marcus’s huge shaft up motioning with her head for me to suck it and I obediently complied. As I strained to get the full length of his erect cock in my mouth Belle tickled and played with my balls, “I love Belle’s balls!”