A Morning Ritual of Submission and Pleasure

Waking up in the soft morning light, she finds a carefully pre-rolled joint resting on the bedside table, accompanied by a sweet note that promises her a fresh cup of coffee and a soothing steam. This ritual has become a cherished routine for her, a daily indulgence in uncomplicated pleasures that set the tone for her day. Her cozy slippers and plush robe have been precisely placed near her side of the bed, a thoughtful gesture that speaks to the care taken in her surroundings. She slips them on, feeling the familiar comfort envelop her as she rises from the warmth of her sheets. Bringing the joint to her lips, she flicks the lighter, watching as the flame dances to life, igniting the tip and releasing a fragrant plume of smoke. As she stands in the steam that envelops the bathroom, she hears the soft sound of the door opening and closing, his voice, smooth and warm, floats through the air, gently kissing her ear with the words, "Good morning, Madame. I have your coffee, and I hope you slept well." A grin spreads across her face at the sound of his voice, and she slips her hand from behind the curtain, a silent command for her coffee.

Without needing to be told, he begins to undress, positioning himself just as she likes him—his ass resting on his heels, eyes lowered in submission, and arms raised to offer her the towel, a gesture of service that has become second nature to him. As he awaits the moment her feet come into his line of sight, a thrill of excitement courses through him, and he can hardly contain his eagerness at the thought of the morning rituals that await them. He has found his place in this dynamic, fully embracing the role of being at her service, deriving a profound satisfaction from her pleasure that surpasses his own desires.

He hears the water shut off, followed by the soft rustle of the curtain rings sliding along the bar, a sound that heightens his anticipation. He reminds himself to breathe steadily, to keep his gaze lowered, lest he risk a playful reprimand—he knows well the consequences of looking up too soon. As Madame steps out of the shower, the steam swirls around her, accentuating the soft curves of her figure. She takes the towel from him, her feet now in his view, and he can’t help but notice how her perfect buttocks lightly brushes against his hair as she moves. He inhales deeply, savoring the moment, and murmurs a gentle, "Thank you, ma'am. May I please kiss your feet?"

In response, she offers no words, merely lifting her foot slightly, allowing the tips of her toes to glide across his jawline in a tantalizing caress. She presses her sole against his lips, granting him the privilege he so deeply craves. As she begins to pivot, placing her foot back on the ground, she gently pats his head, a subtle yet powerful acknowledgment of their unspoken bond. With a commanding yet playful tone, she instructs him, "Go wait under the vanity table."

He scurries to obey her command, excitement coursing through him as he positions himself beneath the table, ready to fulfill whatever desires she may have in store for him, and he feels a sense of purpose swell within him, eager to serve and to please the woman who brings so much joy into his life.

Drying and replacing her robe and slippers Madame walks out to the vanity table where her eager little cuck is waiting just as she wanted. She slides the chair back slightly farther than normal and sits down in front, but just out of reach. She wiggles to the edge of the chair and spreads her legs fully open, slowly running her fingers up her inner thigh and slipping the robe out of the best view.

His heart quickens and he cant help but to whimper, pant, and even moan from the want he has for her. He cant help himself and his body begins to lean towards her glistening patch of Heaven.

Though he is stopped in his tracks as he hears a firm "No-No, you're close enough already."

He stills himself and replies with, "Yes Madame, you just look so perfectly delicious."

He knows the comment will get him teased, but maybe it will get him rewarded too.

Madame smiles and runs one finger up between her pussy lips, watching the juices pull and string off her clit before offering him the taste;

"here you go my pet, come suck it off my finger and taste her."

He cant get to Madame fast enough and takes her whole finger all the way into his throat. Madame giggles and runs her fingers through his hair as he attempts to mumble out thank yous while sucking every drip of juice from her finger.

"Now back under the vanity, let's get me ready for this date" she commands.

He quickly obliges and she slides her chair in but keeps her legs open and pulls his face into her dripping wet pussy. He licks and sucks on her as she preps and fixes her hair and make-up.

All the while texting her bull about how excited she is to feel his throbbing cock inside her. Every text causes a flush of juices and a reminder for her cucky that he brings the real pleasure and joy to her life while her bulls bring only simple physical pleasures. His dick begins to swell in his chastity cage and his moans become louder.

She slides back a bit and asks him in a taunting manner, "is someone getting horny-jealous about my sweet little cunt being fucked and filled by a real man?"

"mmhmmm" he moans into the drenched slit of her throbbing pussy.

Madame Sami in black lingerie and high heels sits at her vanity prepping for a night out.

She gets a text from her bull saying he's outside and sends her cucky to go collect him at the door. He lowers his head and turns to crawl to the door, its about halfway down the hall that he realizes she is not ready and he will be punished since she didn't cum yet either... His heart is pounding and he knows he is in some sort of hot water now. As he opens the door he does his best to keep his eyes down and stay out of the way but something takes over and he glances up at her new bull; It was his boss looking down on him, naked, caged and bound to his Madames kinky pleasure and desires.

"Hello there" the bulls deep steady voice says with a mischievous grin. Cucky immediately returns his gaze to the floor and begins to untie the bulls shoes. "here, sir, allow me to take those for you, then Ill take you to Madame" he says.

The bull responds with a chuckled, "I heard you were a good boy." This made her eager boy smile and restrighten his posture from pouting. The pair head down the hall and enter the room where Madame has removed her robe and now adorns the bed fully nude with legs crossed and arms spread out atop the pillows.

"since you didn't get me off and ready in time, it looks like tonight's date is just going to be a movie and play night. Undress my bull and go wait in the living room." she demands.

Cucky turns and looks up at her bull before softly requesting permission to undress him. As he undoes the belt, button, and zipper he feels the bulls dick begin to grow with excitement. Then he feels her breath on his ear and hears a soft whisper when she asks and insists,

"Isn't his cock gorgeous? Suck it and make it nice and sloppy for us."

he feels Madames thighs now on his back and the bulls hands groping her tits and ass. As he slides the bulls cock tip into his mouth he hears Madame beaming with pride,

"my good boy, so pretty sucking a dick", her praise causing him to gobble more of the bulls cock down. He feels the bulls hand sliding around Madames thigh to her cunt before stopping and redirecting to cuckys head. Cucky's pushed onto the bulls cock by both Madame and the bull before being pulled off of it and told to "get out."

His cage is tight and there's precum all over his panties, he crawls out of the room and only glaces back as he pulls the door, but in that glance he sees Madame in pure ecstasy. He smiles knowing he would be cleaning and pleasing her soon enough.

He sat for hours waiting and listening to her be pleasured and used repetitively. Every moan keeping his tiny cage dick dripping and pulsing to grow, knowing it cant.

Eventually he heard the words he'd been waiting for... "get in here and clean us up Cucky baby."

Jumping to attention and crawling as fast as he can, he rounds the doorway just in time to see the bull slip out of Madames pussy and his eyes widen with pure want as he dives into her cunt. He slurps as much of the bulls nut out as he can and kisses her clit.

Madame, gently slaps him and points out that he didnt clean and thank that cock for taking such good care of that pussy. He spins around and smiles up at the bull with his face just coated in the bulls left over cum, he swallows again and stammers out a simple, "may I".

The bull approves and has his way with the eager cucks mouth for a few minutes before giving him a couple dick slaps and telling them good bye.

Madame glanced over to her wanty eager boy and pointed towards the door, he knew the meaning was to see the bull out and lock the door, to which he quickly obeyed. When he returned he found Madame still laying on the bed spread out, used and leaking more of the bulls cum down her cracks. She smiled and just said, "lick it till I fall asleep, he beat it up so good now she just needs sweet pampering."

Cucky waited all day for this, and it was better than he imagined. He tells her how beautiful she looks all swollen and dripping another mans cum, he kisses her cunt and thanks her for allowing him to be the one she falls asleep to.

Sucking and licking Madames sweet pussy and knowing the next day will bring a new scene and a new bull and a new day to make her cum again and again and again. He feels her explode into his mouth and he latches his lips around hers sucking down every drop knowing that mixture of her and her bull is her love language, a sweet gift from Madame to him, he cant help it and cums through his cage. Immediately apologizing, he notices Madame has already fallen nearly asleep. He continues licking and decides he'll tell her about the unapproved cum in the morning, for now he'll just keep eating that scrumptious cunt that he adores so much.