Ch. 06: August till October
August 2005
My cock length: 4 1/2 inches
Loss: 1/4 inch.
The night for my August measurement duly arrived. I showered, and then Kylie blindfolded and cleaned me as usual. With my heart thumping, I once again ventured into our bedroom. Kylie was quick to get me hard, and then came the obligatory eye closing, and I felt the cool ruler resting on my cock as Kylie measured.
She uttered a low chuckle - which could only mean one thing.
"Jesus, how long now?" I inquired. My voice was thin and shaky, and I could feel the familiar pre-orgasm tightness dancing in my loins.
"Well let me put it this way," she cooed. "You have lost exactly 2 inches from your cock since last August. Congratulations, Lover - your cock is now a whopping four and a half inches long - and its not just length. I don't know if that narrower tube has made a difference, but Jesus you are thin as well as short now! Bug-fucker? I bet that now you couldn't even satisfy some fucking BUGS!" She emitted a derisive bark of laughter.
Almost before I realised what was happening, I wailed thinly, and ejaculated all over Kylie's hand and the ruler. I didn't climax - there was no warm rush of orgasm - I simply ejaculated. I watched in disbelief as my cream oozed from the tip of my cock.
Kylie drew a sharp breath as she watched my semen coat her fingers. She wore what was almost a smug grin, as though she was elated that she had been able to make my cock erupt without any stimulation.
"Damn!" she purred excitedly, "I wondered how long it would be before I could get you to explode just by talking to you! Woohoo! If this is how you pop off finding out that your cock is four and a half inches long now, what's going to happen next month?"
I could just make a croak in reply.
Kylie flashed me a teasing smile. "Did you actually cum?" she asked.
I weakly shook my head. "It just kinda leaked out... I didn't cum - I didn't have an orgasm, I mean."
"Well, we will soon fix that, won't we?" Kylie said. "Start stroking yourself."
My hand slipped down to my cock. I could feel the slippery texture of my semen coating it. Almost in a carnal daze I started jerking myself.
Kylie sat for a few seconds pondering. "I'll tell you what, Needle-dick," she began. "If your little pecker shrinks to under four inches long? If you get that tiny for me? I will have a good, long hard think about finding myself a lover, and properly cuckolding you. Because with less than four inches, I doubt that I would even feel you inside me. So I just might have to find myself a hot playmate to keep me satisfied."
A pulse of dark, lurid excitement well up in me. "You would let another guy fuck you?" I croaked.
"Yes - I would let another guy fuck me if your little dicklet keeps shrinking." Kylie's face hardened, and she barked an order: "Come on! Wank yourself faster! I want you hard again in two minutes! Jesus Christ - blowing your fucking load simply because I told you that your cock is another quarter inch shorter! Your cock wasn't even being touched! What's the matter with you? Smarten up, Pin-dick! Get it hard for me - NOW!"
I hastened to obey her. "Would he fuck you just once, or more than once?" I asked.
"Well, your miserable excuse for a cock isn't going to grow back overnight is it? So yes - I would have to say he would fuck me plenty of times. Regularly, in fact."
"Would you give him blowjobs?" I gasped.
"Of course I would! I want to suck a real cock sometimes, and sucking your little pecker is like sucking on a straw these days! So of course I would suck his big, yummy cock. And YES, I would swallow before you even ask!"
"Oh my sweet Jesus!" I moaned.
"And before I forget," Kylie added lasciviously, "My hot new lover will be told that my husband has a tiny four-inch pecker. So - as he is fucking me - he will probably feel very arrogant and smug and cocky that not only is he getting some married pussy, but he is also fucking that married pussy deeper and better then her husband ever could. Is that short, thin cock of yours hard yet, Needle-dick?"
"Jesus, Yes, almost!" I gasped. My cock was eagerly returning to life as if it, too, was keen to hear more about Kylie's lascivious plans for its own usurping.
"Good, keep wanking, little one." Kylie cooed huskily. She looked down into my face and grinned. "Do you want to know my ideal fantasy about cuckolding you? You do? Well, I imagine bringing my lover home here one Saturday night - to this house. I want you to imagine that the three of us are sat watching a DVD. The lights are off, and the only light is from the TV screen. You are sat in the armchair, and my lover and I are curled up on the couch. You can see us on the couch as you are sat there - but your little cock locked up, helpless and impotent.
"Very shortly, you can see us start to kiss - right there in front of you. You can hear our lips smacking and sucking, and in a few minutes we have both stopped any pretense of watching the film; instead, we are into each other. Imagine being sat there, and having to watch another man kissing me, knowing that our tongues are entwining and lapping at each other, and that my soft lips are his for the night.
"Now - imagine that you can now see his hands starting to caress my tits. I know how much you love cupping my big tits, and I bet he will love it, too! In fact, you can plainly see that he is cupping my tits - he is caressing and massaging them through my blouse. Do you know how evil I will be? Knowing you are watching helplessly, I will gently remove his hands, and you will think I am stopping him. But in fact I only stop him so I can remove my bra from under my blouse, sliding the straps down my arms and reaching behind me to unclip it. I will actually stop him simply to take my fucking bra OFF! I will drop it on the floor, give you a grin, and turn back to my lover, and I will place his hands back on my tits! In fact? I will place his hands under my blouse, and then pull it back down so that all you can see is the outline of his hands under my blouse as they cup and caress and fondle my bare tits - your wife's bare tits!!
"Can you imagine my little moans of pleasure when his fingers start tweaking my nipples? You know how hot and creamy having my nipples tweaked makes me, and you can see my face in the dim light of the TV screen as we kiss again, hotter and deeper this time. You can see how much I am enjoying him rolling my nipples between his fingers. I have to return the favor, so you watch helplessly as my hand wanders to his crotch - and you know that I am rubbing his big cock through his jeans.
"Then you see me whisper in his ear. He nods, and we both rise from the couch. We don't even give you a second glance - we just walk right past you, and up the hallway. We disappear into this bedroom, right into this room as you are left alone in the lounge. Do you know what I want you to do a few minutes after we leave, Pin-dick? Turn the sound on the TV down - because I want you to hear me start to moan through the wall. I want you to listen as you hear our bed start squeaking. I want you to know that at that moment his hard, thick cock is sliding inside me! Sliding deeper inside me than you ever could, or ever will! He is in here FUCKING ME!"
As she had been telling me this story, Kylie had slowly lowered herself completely onto the bed. She had parted her firm, smooth thighs, and she had been gently playing with her pussy. Now she looked over at me and noted that my little cock was once again fully erect. She parted her legs wide and simply said:
"Now, get between my legs, Needle-dick - and FUCK ME!"
I shook like a leaf as I clumsily mounted her. My cock settled into the folds of her pussy, and she arched her back. I gave a long, soft moan as my tormented shaft sank into her hot cunt. Another gasp escaped me as I realised that her pussy barely gripped me. Kylie looked up into my eyes.
"Yes," she drawled, "Your cock is so small now that my pussy feels so sloppy and loose doesn't it, Needle-dick? Are you sure that your tiny pecker is in?" Kylie tilted her head back and laughed softly.
The bedroom echoed to my scream of pleasure as climax took me a few seconds later.
*****
A few minutes later I was again lying with my head on Kylie's ample breasts. Her nails were tracing lightly over my back.
"Did you enjoy that, Lover?" She asked.
"Yes, very much." I replied softly.
"Is this little game still turning you on?"
I nodded. "Yes." I again did my best to explain to her the feeling of 'sub-space' that the situation was bringing out in me. I told her that what we were doing was the biggest turn-on that I had ever experienced.
Kylie listened to me until I had finished, and she then nodded and kissed my forehead. "Another thing, Lover," she said, "When I teased you last month about me talking to Kym and Cynthia and Michelle about cock sizes, you got aroused. Any reason for that?"
I somewhat shamefully confessed that the notion of some of her friends knowing about my predicament was a huge turn on for me. Kylie nodded as though I had just confirmed something that she had suspected.
"Any friends of mine in particular?" Kylie asked.
"Michelle - definitely Michelle, and maybe Kym." I replied.
"Why definitely Michelle?"
"I don't know," I replied honestly. "Maybe just because she is your sister."
"Yeah - and maybe because you love seeing her backside in a pair of tight jeans, like every other male who claps eyes on her!" Kylie said playfully.
I blushed, and Kylie laughed. She was not the jealous type, and she was well aware that I wasn't the straying kind. And with me being under lock and key she had little to fear in any event.
"Hmm," she mused, "Well, I probably wouldn't tell Kym - she can't keep her mouth shut. But Michelle? You know that she and I are really close, and I know she would keep it to herself, and my big sister is a bit on the kinky side like me. She would probably get a wicked kick out of knowing that your wear a chastity belt for me, and maybe even about your 'little' situation." Kylie uttered a throaty chuckle, and I trembled softly.
"Did you know that Michelle used to cuckold Brian, her ex-hubby?" Kylie asked.
That came as a shock to me, and I told Kylie so.
"Well," continued Kylie, "Maybe 'cuckold' isn't the right word. You see, not long after they were married, Michelle and her ex used to swing with another couple. But Michelle once told me that her ex - Brian - mainly liked to watch the other husband fucking her - so I guess in a sense she used to cuckold him."
"Incredible," I replied. "I never thought of Michelle as the swinging type."
Kylie chuckled again. "Like I said Lover - Michelle has a kinky side. It rarely comes out, but it's there all right. So if I was to drop a few hints to Michelle about some of the little games we play, she would probably understand a little more about it than you think."
This announcement startled me. "You would drop hints to her about us?" I asked.
Kylie smiled. "Maybe, maybe not! It would be interesting to see your reaction if Michelle found out that I keep your cock in a cage, and that you have a four and a half-inch pecker! And that it drives you wild to imagine another guy fucking me!"
"Jesus!" was all I could rasp.
"And now Lover?" Kylie purred. "You have had your fun. Now I want you to please me. Lick my pussy."
I hastily slid down the bed to oblige her. I glanced up at her face as it hovered over her pubic mound.
Kylie smiled softly. "Your cum is still inside me. Make sure that you suck it all out, as well."
The bedroom was soon filled with Kylie's urgent moans of excitement as I did as she requested. .
*****
September 2005
My cock length: 4 5/16th inches
Loss: 3/16ths of an inch
Kylie informed me that from now on I would only be unlocked every two weeks instead of each week. I feebly tried to dissuade her, but she was adamant: I was to be released only every fourteen days. The prospect of being allowed to cum only twice a month caused me both trepidation and excitement.
The two-week wait was not as hard as I had anticipated, but a natural downside was that once I was released I was now brimming with two weeks of pent up lust and frustration. When I finally made love with Kylie it took me less than 20 seconds to climax - much to Kylie's amusement. I am convinced that she derived a certain degree of pleasure from my inability to last longer, and I had a sneaking suspicion that she had anticipated and planned this side effect. She jeeringly began calling me her 'little pop-gun'.
The last Saturday in September duly arrived, and once again I trembled in anticipation as Kylie did her measuring. Her squeal of delight could only mean one thing.
"How long am I now?" I asked in a voice tight with excitement.
"Well, Honey?" Kylie said gleefully. "You are now exactly four inches and five-sixteenths! You have lost nearly another quarter inch!"
Kylie felt looser than ever when she allowed me to mount her, and she stifled several giggles as I desperately humped her. Hearing her unsuccessful attempts to quell her wicked amusement was more than I could bear, and I climaxed within seconds.
*****
October 2005
My cock length: 4 1/8th inches.
Loss: 3/16th of an inch
At the start of October Kylie and I received interesting news; Kim's sister Michelle had split from Paul, her current boyfriend, and was moving into a new apartment in the suburb adjoining ours. We had known that things had been shaky between the pair for a while, so this news came as no shock. It did have major consequences for myself - but more of that later.
Kylie kept up her new program of only allowing me sexual release every two weeks. I found that I was becoming more and more enmeshed in the feeling of sub-space that being under her control aroused in me. I discovered that our roles were almost reversing; Kylie seemed to take a more dominant role in our major decisions, and I found that I was completing more and more of the domestic chores.
She was, if anything, friskier than ever, and I was often commanded to satisfy her - either orally or with her dildo, or both - sometimes twice or even three times a day. To hear her moans and squeals as the long, thick rubber shaft of the dildo slid wetly into her creamy pussy always made me tremble, and caused my cock to strain joyfully inside its metal prison. Kylie had grown fond of having me lick her clitoris as I slowly fucked her with the immense silicone organ - and Kylie never tired of telling me how big it was, and how full it made her feel.
Due to Michelle's separation from Paul, we began seeing a lot more of her than usual. She would visit at least once a week, or we would go over to her new apartment and watch a few DVD's. Sometimes Kylie would pop over and see her on weekends, and I always wondered if Kylie had ever been tempted to drop a few hints to her sister regarding our unusual relationship, as she had intimated she might. I always got highly aroused imagining Kylie telling Michelle about our little game, and in my fervent imagination Michelle responded to the account with amused fascination. I had always gotten on very well with Michelle, and whenever she joined us I tried to detect any subtle changes in her conduct towards me that may have signified that Kylie had carried out her threat - but Michelle treated me the same as she always did.
On the last Saturday of the month, Kylie again brought out her blindfold and her ruler.
As usual, my meager member had further shrunk; Kylie leered as she showed me where I reached on the ruler - just up to the 4 1/8th-inch mark. I emitted a stifled moan on hearing this, and although I hadn't spontaneously ejaculated since August, I came close as I peered down at further evidence of my diminishing cock.
Kylie told me that she was going to give me a treat, and fellate me to climax. I gasped as her warm, wet mouth enclosed around me. Kylie's eyes never left mine as she suckled me, her nimble tongue dancing and swirling around my glans. Her eyes crinkled mischievously as she brought her hand up to stroke me as well. She deliberately used a single finger and her thumb to jerk my shaft, and her message was clear - she only needed two digits to stroke my tiny cock! She looked deep into my eyes, and her wickedly teasing expression and muffled giggle was all it took for a powerful climax to tear through me.
My cock length: 4 1/2 inches
Loss: 1/4 inch.
The night for my August measurement duly arrived. I showered, and then Kylie blindfolded and cleaned me as usual. With my heart thumping, I once again ventured into our bedroom. Kylie was quick to get me hard, and then came the obligatory eye closing, and I felt the cool ruler resting on my cock as Kylie measured.
She uttered a low chuckle - which could only mean one thing.
"Jesus, how long now?" I inquired. My voice was thin and shaky, and I could feel the familiar pre-orgasm tightness dancing in my loins.
"Well let me put it this way," she cooed. "You have lost exactly 2 inches from your cock since last August. Congratulations, Lover - your cock is now a whopping four and a half inches long - and its not just length. I don't know if that narrower tube has made a difference, but Jesus you are thin as well as short now! Bug-fucker? I bet that now you couldn't even satisfy some fucking BUGS!" She emitted a derisive bark of laughter.
Almost before I realised what was happening, I wailed thinly, and ejaculated all over Kylie's hand and the ruler. I didn't climax - there was no warm rush of orgasm - I simply ejaculated. I watched in disbelief as my cream oozed from the tip of my cock.
Kylie drew a sharp breath as she watched my semen coat her fingers. She wore what was almost a smug grin, as though she was elated that she had been able to make my cock erupt without any stimulation.
"Damn!" she purred excitedly, "I wondered how long it would be before I could get you to explode just by talking to you! Woohoo! If this is how you pop off finding out that your cock is four and a half inches long now, what's going to happen next month?"
I could just make a croak in reply.
Kylie flashed me a teasing smile. "Did you actually cum?" she asked.
I weakly shook my head. "It just kinda leaked out... I didn't cum - I didn't have an orgasm, I mean."
"Well, we will soon fix that, won't we?" Kylie said. "Start stroking yourself."
My hand slipped down to my cock. I could feel the slippery texture of my semen coating it. Almost in a carnal daze I started jerking myself.
Kylie sat for a few seconds pondering. "I'll tell you what, Needle-dick," she began. "If your little pecker shrinks to under four inches long? If you get that tiny for me? I will have a good, long hard think about finding myself a lover, and properly cuckolding you. Because with less than four inches, I doubt that I would even feel you inside me. So I just might have to find myself a hot playmate to keep me satisfied."
A pulse of dark, lurid excitement well up in me. "You would let another guy fuck you?" I croaked.
"Yes - I would let another guy fuck me if your little dicklet keeps shrinking." Kylie's face hardened, and she barked an order: "Come on! Wank yourself faster! I want you hard again in two minutes! Jesus Christ - blowing your fucking load simply because I told you that your cock is another quarter inch shorter! Your cock wasn't even being touched! What's the matter with you? Smarten up, Pin-dick! Get it hard for me - NOW!"
I hastened to obey her. "Would he fuck you just once, or more than once?" I asked.
"Well, your miserable excuse for a cock isn't going to grow back overnight is it? So yes - I would have to say he would fuck me plenty of times. Regularly, in fact."
"Would you give him blowjobs?" I gasped.
"Of course I would! I want to suck a real cock sometimes, and sucking your little pecker is like sucking on a straw these days! So of course I would suck his big, yummy cock. And YES, I would swallow before you even ask!"
"Oh my sweet Jesus!" I moaned.
"And before I forget," Kylie added lasciviously, "My hot new lover will be told that my husband has a tiny four-inch pecker. So - as he is fucking me - he will probably feel very arrogant and smug and cocky that not only is he getting some married pussy, but he is also fucking that married pussy deeper and better then her husband ever could. Is that short, thin cock of yours hard yet, Needle-dick?"
"Jesus, Yes, almost!" I gasped. My cock was eagerly returning to life as if it, too, was keen to hear more about Kylie's lascivious plans for its own usurping.
"Good, keep wanking, little one." Kylie cooed huskily. She looked down into my face and grinned. "Do you want to know my ideal fantasy about cuckolding you? You do? Well, I imagine bringing my lover home here one Saturday night - to this house. I want you to imagine that the three of us are sat watching a DVD. The lights are off, and the only light is from the TV screen. You are sat in the armchair, and my lover and I are curled up on the couch. You can see us on the couch as you are sat there - but your little cock locked up, helpless and impotent.
"Very shortly, you can see us start to kiss - right there in front of you. You can hear our lips smacking and sucking, and in a few minutes we have both stopped any pretense of watching the film; instead, we are into each other. Imagine being sat there, and having to watch another man kissing me, knowing that our tongues are entwining and lapping at each other, and that my soft lips are his for the night.
"Now - imagine that you can now see his hands starting to caress my tits. I know how much you love cupping my big tits, and I bet he will love it, too! In fact, you can plainly see that he is cupping my tits - he is caressing and massaging them through my blouse. Do you know how evil I will be? Knowing you are watching helplessly, I will gently remove his hands, and you will think I am stopping him. But in fact I only stop him so I can remove my bra from under my blouse, sliding the straps down my arms and reaching behind me to unclip it. I will actually stop him simply to take my fucking bra OFF! I will drop it on the floor, give you a grin, and turn back to my lover, and I will place his hands back on my tits! In fact? I will place his hands under my blouse, and then pull it back down so that all you can see is the outline of his hands under my blouse as they cup and caress and fondle my bare tits - your wife's bare tits!!
"Can you imagine my little moans of pleasure when his fingers start tweaking my nipples? You know how hot and creamy having my nipples tweaked makes me, and you can see my face in the dim light of the TV screen as we kiss again, hotter and deeper this time. You can see how much I am enjoying him rolling my nipples between his fingers. I have to return the favor, so you watch helplessly as my hand wanders to his crotch - and you know that I am rubbing his big cock through his jeans.
"Then you see me whisper in his ear. He nods, and we both rise from the couch. We don't even give you a second glance - we just walk right past you, and up the hallway. We disappear into this bedroom, right into this room as you are left alone in the lounge. Do you know what I want you to do a few minutes after we leave, Pin-dick? Turn the sound on the TV down - because I want you to hear me start to moan through the wall. I want you to listen as you hear our bed start squeaking. I want you to know that at that moment his hard, thick cock is sliding inside me! Sliding deeper inside me than you ever could, or ever will! He is in here FUCKING ME!"
As she had been telling me this story, Kylie had slowly lowered herself completely onto the bed. She had parted her firm, smooth thighs, and she had been gently playing with her pussy. Now she looked over at me and noted that my little cock was once again fully erect. She parted her legs wide and simply said:
"Now, get between my legs, Needle-dick - and FUCK ME!"
I shook like a leaf as I clumsily mounted her. My cock settled into the folds of her pussy, and she arched her back. I gave a long, soft moan as my tormented shaft sank into her hot cunt. Another gasp escaped me as I realised that her pussy barely gripped me. Kylie looked up into my eyes.
"Yes," she drawled, "Your cock is so small now that my pussy feels so sloppy and loose doesn't it, Needle-dick? Are you sure that your tiny pecker is in?" Kylie tilted her head back and laughed softly.
The bedroom echoed to my scream of pleasure as climax took me a few seconds later.
*****
A few minutes later I was again lying with my head on Kylie's ample breasts. Her nails were tracing lightly over my back.
"Did you enjoy that, Lover?" She asked.
"Yes, very much." I replied softly.
"Is this little game still turning you on?"
I nodded. "Yes." I again did my best to explain to her the feeling of 'sub-space' that the situation was bringing out in me. I told her that what we were doing was the biggest turn-on that I had ever experienced.
Kylie listened to me until I had finished, and she then nodded and kissed my forehead. "Another thing, Lover," she said, "When I teased you last month about me talking to Kym and Cynthia and Michelle about cock sizes, you got aroused. Any reason for that?"
I somewhat shamefully confessed that the notion of some of her friends knowing about my predicament was a huge turn on for me. Kylie nodded as though I had just confirmed something that she had suspected.
"Any friends of mine in particular?" Kylie asked.
"Michelle - definitely Michelle, and maybe Kym." I replied.
"Why definitely Michelle?"
"I don't know," I replied honestly. "Maybe just because she is your sister."
"Yeah - and maybe because you love seeing her backside in a pair of tight jeans, like every other male who claps eyes on her!" Kylie said playfully.
I blushed, and Kylie laughed. She was not the jealous type, and she was well aware that I wasn't the straying kind. And with me being under lock and key she had little to fear in any event.
"Hmm," she mused, "Well, I probably wouldn't tell Kym - she can't keep her mouth shut. But Michelle? You know that she and I are really close, and I know she would keep it to herself, and my big sister is a bit on the kinky side like me. She would probably get a wicked kick out of knowing that your wear a chastity belt for me, and maybe even about your 'little' situation." Kylie uttered a throaty chuckle, and I trembled softly.
"Did you know that Michelle used to cuckold Brian, her ex-hubby?" Kylie asked.
That came as a shock to me, and I told Kylie so.
"Well," continued Kylie, "Maybe 'cuckold' isn't the right word. You see, not long after they were married, Michelle and her ex used to swing with another couple. But Michelle once told me that her ex - Brian - mainly liked to watch the other husband fucking her - so I guess in a sense she used to cuckold him."
"Incredible," I replied. "I never thought of Michelle as the swinging type."
Kylie chuckled again. "Like I said Lover - Michelle has a kinky side. It rarely comes out, but it's there all right. So if I was to drop a few hints to Michelle about some of the little games we play, she would probably understand a little more about it than you think."
This announcement startled me. "You would drop hints to her about us?" I asked.
Kylie smiled. "Maybe, maybe not! It would be interesting to see your reaction if Michelle found out that I keep your cock in a cage, and that you have a four and a half-inch pecker! And that it drives you wild to imagine another guy fucking me!"
"Jesus!" was all I could rasp.
"And now Lover?" Kylie purred. "You have had your fun. Now I want you to please me. Lick my pussy."
I hastily slid down the bed to oblige her. I glanced up at her face as it hovered over her pubic mound.
Kylie smiled softly. "Your cum is still inside me. Make sure that you suck it all out, as well."
The bedroom was soon filled with Kylie's urgent moans of excitement as I did as she requested. .
*****
September 2005
My cock length: 4 5/16th inches
Loss: 3/16ths of an inch
Kylie informed me that from now on I would only be unlocked every two weeks instead of each week. I feebly tried to dissuade her, but she was adamant: I was to be released only every fourteen days. The prospect of being allowed to cum only twice a month caused me both trepidation and excitement.
The two-week wait was not as hard as I had anticipated, but a natural downside was that once I was released I was now brimming with two weeks of pent up lust and frustration. When I finally made love with Kylie it took me less than 20 seconds to climax - much to Kylie's amusement. I am convinced that she derived a certain degree of pleasure from my inability to last longer, and I had a sneaking suspicion that she had anticipated and planned this side effect. She jeeringly began calling me her 'little pop-gun'.
The last Saturday in September duly arrived, and once again I trembled in anticipation as Kylie did her measuring. Her squeal of delight could only mean one thing.
"How long am I now?" I asked in a voice tight with excitement.
"Well, Honey?" Kylie said gleefully. "You are now exactly four inches and five-sixteenths! You have lost nearly another quarter inch!"
Kylie felt looser than ever when she allowed me to mount her, and she stifled several giggles as I desperately humped her. Hearing her unsuccessful attempts to quell her wicked amusement was more than I could bear, and I climaxed within seconds.
*****
October 2005
My cock length: 4 1/8th inches.
Loss: 3/16th of an inch
At the start of October Kylie and I received interesting news; Kim's sister Michelle had split from Paul, her current boyfriend, and was moving into a new apartment in the suburb adjoining ours. We had known that things had been shaky between the pair for a while, so this news came as no shock. It did have major consequences for myself - but more of that later.
Kylie kept up her new program of only allowing me sexual release every two weeks. I found that I was becoming more and more enmeshed in the feeling of sub-space that being under her control aroused in me. I discovered that our roles were almost reversing; Kylie seemed to take a more dominant role in our major decisions, and I found that I was completing more and more of the domestic chores.
She was, if anything, friskier than ever, and I was often commanded to satisfy her - either orally or with her dildo, or both - sometimes twice or even three times a day. To hear her moans and squeals as the long, thick rubber shaft of the dildo slid wetly into her creamy pussy always made me tremble, and caused my cock to strain joyfully inside its metal prison. Kylie had grown fond of having me lick her clitoris as I slowly fucked her with the immense silicone organ - and Kylie never tired of telling me how big it was, and how full it made her feel.
Due to Michelle's separation from Paul, we began seeing a lot more of her than usual. She would visit at least once a week, or we would go over to her new apartment and watch a few DVD's. Sometimes Kylie would pop over and see her on weekends, and I always wondered if Kylie had ever been tempted to drop a few hints to her sister regarding our unusual relationship, as she had intimated she might. I always got highly aroused imagining Kylie telling Michelle about our little game, and in my fervent imagination Michelle responded to the account with amused fascination. I had always gotten on very well with Michelle, and whenever she joined us I tried to detect any subtle changes in her conduct towards me that may have signified that Kylie had carried out her threat - but Michelle treated me the same as she always did.
On the last Saturday of the month, Kylie again brought out her blindfold and her ruler.
As usual, my meager member had further shrunk; Kylie leered as she showed me where I reached on the ruler - just up to the 4 1/8th-inch mark. I emitted a stifled moan on hearing this, and although I hadn't spontaneously ejaculated since August, I came close as I peered down at further evidence of my diminishing cock.
Kylie told me that she was going to give me a treat, and fellate me to climax. I gasped as her warm, wet mouth enclosed around me. Kylie's eyes never left mine as she suckled me, her nimble tongue dancing and swirling around my glans. Her eyes crinkled mischievously as she brought her hand up to stroke me as well. She deliberately used a single finger and her thumb to jerk my shaft, and her message was clear - she only needed two digits to stroke my tiny cock! She looked deep into my eyes, and her wickedly teasing expression and muffled giggle was all it took for a powerful climax to tear through me.
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