Literotic asexstories – Notches on His Belt – Retribution 02 by belted and teased,belted and teased
Also…always practice safe sex…our fantasy heroes live in a perfect world…we do not.
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I strongly suggest reading Part 1 for Part 2 to make sense. A very brief synopsis is that Jennifer Locke discovers her husband Richard, the mega tech billionaire, has been notching his belt each time he beds another female employee. His belt is nearly filled with notches. She decides to lock him in chastity; he will not have relief until she has as many notches as he does, and all those he cuckolded can cuckold him if their wives choose.
She is creative. Her overly amorous husband now only wears button-up jeans and shorts. The padlock securing his chastity device is placed outside a buttonhole. Nothing obscene, but everyone soon realizes his condition.
Today is Richard’s first Monday back to work. At the company party over the weekend, her hubby’s new condition, her willingness to cuckold him, and a new program where employees could receive a week of oral attentions from the CEO, were all announced.
Jennifer had already received numerous requests from wives for their husbands to cuckold Richard. This certainly seems twisted until one examines how many marriages had been…complicated…by Richard’s raging libido. Jennifer was not the only one looking to even the score. Many thought it would be therapeutic for their relationships.
He had been nude since Sunday and was assured he would wear no clothing in their house from then forward. As he dressed for work, he pulled up his jeans and stood before his wife, who was seated on a bench at the end of their bed.
Jennifer told him to place his hands behind his head and keep them there. She then began the process of unlocking the padlock which secured his chastity cage. She threaded the locking post for the device through a buttonhole in his jeans, then reattached the padlock with a “snick.”
Richard asked, “Is locking it like this really necessary since everyone knows I’m locked up now?”
“Oh, absolutely. Like wearing a tie, it sets the tone at work. Each time an employee gets to see this padlock hanging from your crotch, it will make them feel safe, and happy. We do want a happy workplace don’t we?”
It was a rhetorical question.
Richard went to the closet and selected a new, clean belt, threading it through the loops on his jeans.
She stared at him sardonically. “Oh, no you don’t. You’ve worn that belt with all the notches, quite proudly, for years. Put it back on.”
As he threaded the notched belt, she began threading her own belt on. “I want you to wear that every day, so everyone can watch my belt filling up with notches until I have more than you. It will be great for morale.”
After breakfast, as Richard took his daily vitamins, he came to the the little blue pill and a small glass of liquid. His daily dose of erection enhancement and aphrodisiac. He regarded them pensively. His penis was already pressing firmly against it’s prison, feeling as if someone was squeezing it.
The addition of the daily doses made it feel as if his cock would burst through the steel cage, and he noticed EVERYTHING even mildly sexual. A flip of hair, the slightest cleavage or leg, the feminine swing of a nice derriere. He dreaded the heightened arousal.
She stared at him across the table. She arched an eyebrow. This had already been discussed and was not negotiable.
Richard sighed and downed the pill with the liquid aphrodisiac. He felt as if it began working as soon as it passed his lips but knew that was crazy. It was psychological.
Jennifer had declared at the party that she would be taking over all personnel matters, so they drove to the corporate offices together.
Richard got a taste of what the day would be like as they walked through the expansive lobby of the multi-story building that housed corporate headquarters. It was a beautiful, modern structure. Glass made the view of the gardens outside make one feel as if they WERE outside.
As they walked past the security / greeting desk, Richard could tell the security staff and all of the team members who happened to be in the lobby were attempting clandestinely to see if the padlock they either saw Saturday night or had been told about was in place.
Reactions when they confirmed it hung from the fly of his jeans ranged from smiles to shock, to a relaxation of their body. Things really were changing for the better.
They rode up the elevator to the 20th floor, the executive offices. Richard thought he might lose it as busty Roxanne from the secretarial pool stood behind him on the elevator and pressed her breasts into his back.
As they entered the reception area, Katrina and David were waiting for them, in addition to half a dozen other staff members. Some wondered if they still had jobs.
Not Katrina and David. Katrina, a voluptuous woman with coffee tinted flesh, had been Richard’s executive assistant for several years. She was very competent at her job. But being Richard Locke’s assistant also meant she had put in hours either fellating him under his desk or bent over the desk as he drove his cock home to completion.
David was Katrina’s husband. His first inkling that he was a cuckold was when Kat had shaved off the full muff of hair covering her sex. She had been very proud of her au naturale genitals…but had suddenly gone to completely bare. It had been difficult for them for a while, but they had gotten through the rough spot and were closer than ever.
The couple had been in on the “ground floor” of Jennifer’s changes. David had been the first notch on Jenny’s belt, having her twice on Saturday. He had been every bit the lover Katrina had promised, and she planned on enjoying him several more times at her husband’s expense.
Jennifer had made the first of her personnel changes when she reassigned Katrina as HER assistant and assigned David as Richard’s executive assistant. He would fill a role as a supervisor of sorts also. He held a second key to Richard’s chastity cage. Since the cage was locked OUTSIDE of his pants, if Richard needed to use the bathroom, he would have to ask David for permission. In addition to being someone with many motives to hate Richard, David was built like a brick wall. Very tall, broad shouldered and muscular. He intimidated the hell out of Richard, without trying. It only made Richard more nervous when David greeted him with, “Good morning, DICK.”
Jennifer was devious. Richard was screwed.
Katrina introduced Jennifer to the employees with whom she was not familiar. Learning that Megan was the logistics manager, Jennifer asked her to find an office for her within the executive offices.
Megan winked, “We sort of assumed you would take Richard’s.”
Jennifer smiled back, “I appreciate the sentiment, but no. There will be many changes for my husband because of his debauchery. But we must all remember none of us would be here but for his talents in business. So he will keep his office and our respect…for the most part.”
Everyone nodded with this logic, some less enthusiastically than others.
“If you want to be a part of retribution, Megan, I have something you can help with. Could you have a lock box with a slot made up? Put a placard on it reading ‘Dick’s Dickless Oral’ with instructions to drop a business card inside to be entered in the weekly lottery. The winner each week can demand servicing from the boss at will as long as it does not interfere with business needs. Put the box at the security desk downstairs; I don’t want people to feel they have to walk past his office to partake. Then give the key to Katrina. She will coordinate the program as a booster to employee morale.”
Megan smiled broadly. “Yes, ma’am! Mine will be the first card in.”
“Good deal. Just FYI, the program won’t start until I feel he has been sufficiently trained. I did not realize he was so selfish and that I was the only one he had never gone down on. He is improving, but I’m not ready to unleash his tongue yet.”
Katrina interjected, “Margaret will be sad to hear he is not ready.”
The program had sort of been a drunken suggestion made by Margaret. So, Jennifer promised her first dibs.
As Megan helped Jennifer and Katrina to get set up in their new offices, Richard helped David set up in his. Then Richard completed some routine paperwork, caught up on his emails, then tried to hide in his office.
About 10 AM Jennifer came into his office with Katrina in tow.
“Katrina, what would our CEO normally be doing at this time on a Monday morning?”
Katrina knew where this was going. She spoke plainly, “MBWA, without fail, Jen.”
Jennifer knew what this meant but wanted him to say it. The eyebrow arched expectantly. “Well, what is that?”
Hesitantly, “Management by walking around. Letting yourself be seen by the employees and talking to them so you know what is going on.”
“Then I suggest you get to it. The crew deserves your attention.”
He instinctively glanced down at his crotch, and the padlock. “But…”
The eyebrow went up again.
He stood and made his way reluctantly to the door.
“You better be your normal cheerful self. Your demeanor is not based solely on being able to FUCK your employees, is it?”
He thought about it. This was going to be humiliating. And he was afraid many of them hated him. But she was right. “No, ma’am.”
So it was that he made his way to every department on every floor as usual, accompanied by his huge body guard-like assistant rather than David’s nubile wife.
Much to his surprise, David treated him with respect. And the employees seemed genuinely glad to see him. He soon realized this was BECAUSE of the padlock. They no longer had to be apprehensive about whether his roving eye would land upon them or their spouses.
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