(A direct continuation from Part 2, so you’ll want to read that and Part 1 first to understand where Part 4 will take you. Enjoy!)

“I haven’t found a real man to fuck me the way I deserve, but I’ve certainly thought about it for a while. Maybe I believed that one day, your little dick would restore itself, and I could feel like a complete woman again. But the small cage on your cock doesn’t lie. There’s no way your tiny dick is of use to me now,” she said. “In fact, that’s what I’ll call you from now on: Little Dick. It’s an endearing name that speaks to the truth.”

The next thing I heard was her smartphone camera clicking.

“You were right when you said I was still a head-turner,” she said. “Do you remember meeting that guy that runs with me? He is so hot, and his shorts can’t hide an enormous bulge! Anyway, we were resting yesterday when our conversation turned to sex. His eyes were clear about his intentions, and it took all of my will to keep from taking him into the woods. I wanted him so badly, even if I only got to suck that nice cock, but knew I wouldn’t stop there.”

Pre-cum began oozing from my tip as my hips rolled. Gayle let out a snigger.

“Don’t worry about privacy. The pictures I took are of your tiny, caged cock, in case I need to show a man why I need better.”

I groaned as she bounced the cage in her palm.

“I’m not worried about our friends finding out, though. More and more women are confident in finding the men they deserve. If they ask, I’ll just give them a pinky wiggle. That’s understood around the world.”

My mind was a mess as thoughts bounced between the intense feeling of humiliation and the thrill of her bringing my desires to light.

“I know what you were getting at when you told me what you wanted. siirt escort It took a lot of courage to do that,” she said. “Now that you recognize what I’ve been hiding all along, we can get to the logical next steps. It’s what we both need, isn’t it?”

I didn’t realize she wanted a verbal response until she tugged at my cage. “Isn’t it?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“I’m not worried about the hesitancy of your answer, Little Dick,” she said with confidence. “You’ll be responding effusively before you know it. But we have some important work to do now. I know you love me with all of your heart, and that means that you’ll want to help me find men. I can’t tell you how much that means to me.”

No words. There was nothing I could say that made sense of that right now.

She continued. “I caged you to frame your mind for this much-needed discussion. It’s a simple reminder of why, after all these years of tolerating your shrinking manhood, why I deserve a strong, virile, man’s cock I could ride all night if I wanted to. Because baby, I have wanted to for so long! Don’t you agree?”

“Yes, ma’am,” I whispered. I could almost hear the tears in my answer.

I moaned loudly as she rubbed lubricant over my aching, caged cock and balls.

“That did not convince me at all,” she said sternly. “Do better.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I said crisply.

“Better,” she answered. “The cage is not something I’ll use if you do well at this. You’re still my loving husband, the one I share my life with. I’ll probably even fuck you once in a while, if you’re a supporter and good provider of men for me. But if you fail, then I’ll need to keep you caged longer as a reminder of your role in all this.”

My cock was really aching now as the lube silifke escort seeped into the steel crevices.

“I still love you, baby,” she said, “and there’s so much you can still do for me. I just can’t live with your tiny dick. It’s literally leaving a hole in my existence. A hole that strong, hung men will fill now.”

I felt the churn in my balls ache for release.

“I have a confession to make. I’ve been wanting this for a long, long time. My girlfriends talk about men that are long and thick, with stamina to burn. You and I have seen guys like that in porn, but I always believed it was trickery. Then they showed my pictures of them fucking guys just like that. Real men that turned them into blubbering whores who couldn’t walk for days!”

I began bouncing on my toes, trying to work my lubed cage against my cock.

“The girls helped me pick out a dildo that matched those guys. It’s a full ten inches, and as thick as a Red Bull can. I’ve kept it hidden, as I knew you’d crumble if you saw how it makes me scream in pleasure while I come over and over on it.”

“I deserve that, baby. You’ll find the cocks I need, right?”

I didn’t care if she saw me bobbing and shaking my cage in vain. I needed to cum so badly that I was ready to drop and fuck the throw rug if that’s what’s needed.

“The problem is that guys are often full of shit when they describe their cocks. I’ll need you to verify that they have what I need by seeing them hard. Have them stroke themselves for you so you can be sure. Some may be shy, and you’ll have to help them with your hand or mouth, but I can make you comfortable with that. You’ll do that for me, baby, won’t you?”

Then I felt her lips graze my cheek.

“Would silivre escort it help to see what your caged dick looks like?” she whispered. “I’m not sure if I should do that. In fact, I’m certain I’ll need to keep you blindfolded when you’re caged. The shock of seeing how little you’ve really become will probably bring you to tears.”

“I’m not trying to humiliate you, for your little dick does everything you need it to. It just can’t fulfill me anymore. If you can come to terms with that, and help me find men who can, then we can live the lives we’re meant to.”

I felt a tiny amount of cum escape through my tip, which caused me to whimper and gyrate harder.

She pulled me to her.

“Kneel, little dick,” she instructed. “I know exactly what you’re feeling, and I have the cure.” Then she held my head with both hands and placed it on her pussy.

“Show me,” she said. “Show me how right I am.”

I buried my face in her sopping cunt, savouring her folds and love canal, while rubbing my nose against her beautiful clitoris. It took little time before she forced me tight, bucking and gyrating to a powerful orgasm. I couldn’t breathe, but I didn’t care. I had to worship my queen.

She removed the blindfold, then said, “Stand up.”

I felt the cage being eased from me, then blinked through my tears as she put lube on her hand. We locked eyes as she eased her hand onto my cock and slowly milked me.

It was mere seconds before I was shooting volleys of jizz onto her chest, howling in excruciating pleasure with each burst. Once drained, placed both hands on my head and guided it to clean my juices from her. With all consumed, she pulled me tight to kiss rapidly, nipping and biting my salty lips while plunging her tongue deep.

Then she pulled me onto the couch to lie near her. We regained our breathing, then both laughed.

“Did I get it right?” she asked.

“I so fucking love you,” I replied.

She beamed. “Good,” she said. “Now, give me your perfect cock. I want to eat it up before you fuck me senseless. That is, if you have it in you.”