Kate Educates Jacob #29

Dungeon Experiments

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Kate’s Point of View.

It had been a hard day working from my temporary office at home. I’d spent most of the time with Andrew and Tiffany, planning staffing of the new GD office complex on our estate.

I wasn’t ready to talk it through with mom or Jacob yet because some ideas they’d had were wild and clearly wouldn’t work for the family.

“Don’t misunderstand me, Andrew. I don’t mind the office staff having plenty of space to enjoy, but they can’t get free access to the Granger estate. Jacob would have a fit, and my mom might shoot people.”

“A compromise depends on how close you want the office to your home. I suggest somewhere on the outer edge of the estate, with direct access to a main road.”

“I think that works. Let me study our property plans and come back to you with some ideas.”

“That’s great Miss Granger.”

“Its Kate.”

“Yes, Miss Granger.”

I wrapped things up after that, had a quick coffee and catch up with Tiffany, then met Jacob in our apartment on the top floor of Granger hall. He’d just finished working out.

“You should visit my new gym, Kate.”

“We have a nice new gym with views and lots of machines, darling.”

“Yeah, but this is an authentic sweatbox with real weights.”

I studied my fiancee, chuckling inwardly at his boyish excitement over having an almost secret den that I knew the precise location of.

“Does it smell up there in the eaves, Jacob?”

“Yeah, its very stale and testosterone loaded, the whole area is like a backstreet boxing gym. Admittedly, there’s some pigeon shit lying around too… maybe… I don’t really know to be honest. My gym is a bit rough.”

“And you’d like to take me there, sweetie?”

He felt the warning signs that signaled my lack of enthusiasm to embrace his project and snorted a nervous laugh, studying me carefully.

“Perhaps not then, Kate?”

“No, perhaps it should just remain Jacob’s private smelly gym where he goes and never invites his fiancee again.”

“Yeah. I think you’re right about that, Kate.”

I was pretty well adapted to his dry British humor to the extent that sometimes Jacob couldn’t tell if I was being serious. Right now, I was playing around with him, although no way was I going into the rat and bird infested eaves of the house to join my future husband in his makeshift shithole gym.

My inward amusement when Jacob changed our conversation was barely contained.

“Did you have a good day, Kate?”

“Yeah, planning this new annex office is nauseous though, to be honest.”

“Do you need any help?”

“Only with handling Tiffany. I think she’s terrified of coming to see you about her new house.”

“Why would she feel like that? I’m quite approachable aren’t I?”

“She’s still a bit awkward around you after the incident at leaving drinks.”

“I’ll go see her if you’d like. We can have coffee, discuss the move, and I’ll put her at ease.”

“I’d like that very much, Jacob. It makes life simpler for me.”

“Okay, is there anything else I can help with?”

“I’ve been frustrated and aroused ever since this morning when we discussed playing games in our dungeon.”

“Me too, sweetheart. What do you have in mind?”

“I think we need to scratch an itch.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah, Jacob. It’s a slightly worrying itch.”

“You mean my dumb fantasy?”

“Yep.”

“It’s only a fantasy, Kate. I really don’t want to do it in real life.”

“Okay. We can explore the fantasy or leave it locked up, but I think if you bury things like this, they have a habit of keeping on coming at you.”

“I trust you Kate. Let’s do whatever you feel is best.”

We showered together because I’d never use the dungeon unless we were well scrubbed. In BDSM play, hygiene takes on new meaning with a certain unpredictability of what fun may ensue.

As I scrubbed my fiancee all over before he returned the pleasure, I recalled his big discovery. It was evident that dad intended for my fiancee to find his gold cache and the pistol, but the reason was very confusing.

The two men knew little about each other so, unless my father had a deathbed epiphany about Jacob and wanted to gift him a personal fortune, there must be something illegal or dangerous about the treasure hidden in that safe.

He trusts Jacob to protect me and do what’s right with that gold.

Once we were dried and dressed in clean underwear, I led Jacob by his hand into the dungeon for our first play time, feeling instantly relaxed as I absorbed the calm of our most tranquil sanctuary.

Haunted castle background music playing at low volume, added to a mood created by the devilish red hue from specialist architectural lighting lining the base of each wall.

I’d set up our session in an open floor space on a few gym mats. When I paused beside our play area, my fiancee’s eyes bulged delightfully and a cock restrained by light cotton boxer briefs made a gorgeous pipe shape leading around his midriff.

“Is it a fucking machine, Kate?”

“Yes dear. Although you joked about having me fuck a Symbian saddle, I thought long and hard to figure out why you’d brought that up.”

“Do you think it’s linked to my fantasy?”

“It’s another manifestation of the recurring taboo playbook where you’d enjoy cunnilingus on my used gaping wide pussy after it was well fucked and before you had your turn inside.”

From the flush of bright red to Jacob’s cheeks, I knew a nail was struck firmly on its head. He had a hotwife and cuckold fantasy of sorts going on. Infidelity wasn’t something Jacob wanted for us, but the fantasy taboo itch was there and I intended to scratch it safely or admonish a demon.

“I don’t want to be cuckolded, Kate.”

“Oh, but you do, my sweet fiancee. Just not in real life or by another man, right?”

“Okay, yes. I can’t get wanting to see you being fucked out of my head. I definitely don’t want that to be with another guy, though.”

“After tonight, you won’t need to wonder what me having an orgasm without you looks like, Jacob. I’m going to enjoy another cock while you watch, maybe I’ll let you help me, and then you’ll get what you want.”

I’d set up the fucking machine to ride my pussy hole while I kneeled down, backing onto it on all fours, doggy style. A chair immediately in front would allow my fiancee to enjoy watching himself being cuckolded by a latex cock and a high speed reciprocating motor. I’d purposely selected a phallus much smaller than Jacob’s cock because I wanted him to fuck me properly immediately afterwards.

I saw fear and tension in my fiancee’s eyes which made me pleased. I would go ahead with the faux cuckolding already convinced Jacob was halfway out of the door.

“Kate, can I just say… I never want you to do this for real.”

“Please don’t worry Jacob. I wouldn’t let anything bad happen to us.”

I cupped his chin in my palm, seeing an absolute love for me pooling deep in his eyes. He was worried because I’d already scratched the cuckold’s dilemma and Jacob clearly wasn’t enjoying it. I didn’t like it either, but he’d brought this fantasy up by inference several times while we’d fucked, and now it needed to be vanquished.

“I know you don’t want this for real, baby. You’re completely safe in here with me exorcising the fantasy. Even if you begged me, I still wouldn’t cuckold you.”

“Are you certain about that, Kate?”

“Never more so. I only ever want Jacob’s cock inside me. The occasional vibrator, dildo, or toy like this is as far as we go, but even that isn’t my preference.”

“Thank you, darling.”

“Let’s try this fantasy in the safety of our dungeon and see where it goes.”

I really understood his kinks. Jacob wanted to watch me get off without his involvement, like I was his private porn movie actress. I didn’t mind putting on a show, but would never cuckold him, as we’d always agreed. My concern was the continuing burn of this fantasy in his soul and how that might unsettle the man I loved.

I kissed my fiancee, rubbing his cock hard before settling him into a chair only inches from where my head was going to be while my pussy was pounded. I held Jacob’s hand longingly before passing my phone over to him.

“What’s this for?”

“The machine is controlled by an app. You’ll manage this cuckolding fantasy from my phone.”

“Holy shit. That’s a turn on, Kate.”

“The machine has a drill head that spins its vibrating dildo attachment and a reciprocating motor that will fuck me at up to three hundred strokes per minute.”

“I feel jealous already.”

“That’s the itch we’re going to scratch. You’ll have a big cleanup on your hands if this goes well.”

“Cleanup?”

“My creamy pussy, babe. I ovulate starting from tomorrow, so it’s going to get very messy down there at three hundred strokes per minute.”

Judging by the look on his face, Jacob’s kink string was being well and truly twanged by my fantasy setup. Even more so when I bent over in front of him while facing away, sliding my knickers down before stepping out of them.

“Can you see my damp slit, Jacob?”

“Umm, yeah. Your pussy is very swollen..”

“Would you like a little taste of me before I’m fucked, then some more creamy treat afterwards?”

“Fuck yeah.”

“That’s strike one, fiancee. Let’s stop the potty mouth right away.”

“Sorry!”

While Jacob sat comfortably, I shuffled backwards, always presenting my creamy pussy for him to enjoy the view. When I leaned fully over, he caught my ass cheeks with both hands, prised them apart and gently kissed my anal whorl before licking its spangled ridges.

When I touched the toes on both feet, my fiancee plowed his tongue up and down my creamy slit, licking and swallowing the nectar that pooled there. He sucked my pussy lips, clawing my ass cheeks wide open, almost as though I were a cup and he was a man dying of thirst.

Jacob’s almost mad desire for me stirred feelings of love and contentment deep in my soul. My reproductive organs wanted the egg they nurtured to be inseminated, so I was ready to love and make love to my fiancee at any moment, now being my most fertile time. Coming off the pill so recently meant pregnancy was unlikely, but my body didn’t know that, neither did it care.

I shuddered to a light orgasm that felt like a warm wind brushing the hairs on my arms. My whore-like moaning really got Jacob going, and I saw through my legs when he began pumping his cock with one hand. My reproductive organs trembled in expectation of the baby making seed my body craved.

“I’d rather you didn’t masturbate.”

“Why not?”

“Do I really need to explain why, Jacob?”

“Sorry, baby. I just get so turned on by you.”

“I deserve your cock and would much prefer that to a latex one. I’m doing this for your enjoyment, the least you can do is spill the baby making seed that results from our play inside me, especially now I’m almost ovulating.”

“Oh wow. That was selfish. I’m sorry, Kate.”

“It’s okay, honey. Are you ready to watch me get fucked now?”

“Yes, please.”

He was contrite, and I knew it was an honest mistake. Jacob followed my cycle almost religiously, but he wasn’t a woman, and so the nuances of my reproductive biology were sometimes lost on him.

When I kneeled down, teasing my swollen labia up and down a six-inch latex cock weighted down at its motor end with fifty kilos, his eyes popped out on stalks. Our journey into a cuckold taboo fantasy with a pinch of humiliation for my fiancee was begun.

I really don’t like this.

I held out a hand, clenching his as I pushed backwards onto the uncomfortable cock. I’d set things up so that the machine was at its furthest forward stroke extension, which meant I could take all of its cock inside my pussy and then have the motor fuck me starting on a backward stroke.

Jacob released my hand to operate the phone app, so I planted both palms on the floor and stared lasciviously up at him with my best acting face.

When my cunt had slid balls deep onto the phallus, Jacob turned on its vibrating effect using a medium setting. I reached back with one hand, dragging my clitoris from side to side, to help the machine get me off. Suddenly the vibration stopped, and I glanced up at my fiancee.

“That doesn’t seem fair, Kate.”

“What do you mean?”

“I thought I was controlling your orgasm.”

“I never said that you’d have total control, did I?”

“No, but-”

“Is that what you’d like to do, Jacob?”

“Yes, please.”

I smiled and placed my hand back on the floor, palm down, and the vibration continued. When he added a slow turn, I clenched my pussy hard against the small cock, wishing it was Jacob’s steel pole deep inside me.

“Oh, fuck!”

“Is it good?”

“Frustrating to be honest.”

Jacob slammed the motor on and the cock withdrew. He sped the machine up, fucking my hole faster. My fiancee stood up and circled around me, turning the machine roughly half way up its speed dial. I was being fucked senseless, but it felt awful and was no pleasure for me. When the machine stopped, I stared up quizzically at Jacob.

“Why did you stop?”

“I’m sorry Kate. This was all a big mistake and totally my fault. I’m done with the fantasy.”

I shuffled forwards until my pussy was clear, feeling proud and relieved that Jacob had stopped and his mind was made up.

“It works perfectly for some people, Jacob.”

“But not for us.”

“No, but at least we understand that for certain now.”

“I want to be your one and only, Kate. I only ever want to be with you.”

“I only ever want your cock inside me, fiancee.”

As I lay on the floor feeling somewhat desolate, Jacob scooted around, dropped onto all fours and spooned in from behind me, wrapping both of his arms gently around my midriff.

I was pleased with his reaction because the whole experience was jarring. I’d played with toys before, but it never felt like this. Perhaps it was my deep emotional state, our decision to become parents and the profound love we had for each other, but whatever the reason, I just didn’t want anything except Jacob inside me.

“There is something I’d like to try though, Kate, please.”

I rolled over into his arms and kissed my beloved. If he wanted to try something else, the least I could do was listen.

“What is it, baby?”

“I’d like to restrain you.”

“You mean on the spanking bench, right?”

“Yeah.”

“And then I guess you want to fuck me while I’m strapped in?”

“Yes, please.”

“Let’s do it.”

Jacob enjoyed being restrained on our bed while I fucked him like a rider on her horse. Being pinned down appealed to his submissive side which was overwhelmingly harmonized in his psyche. My obedience factor was zero, but I still enjoyed being tied up and used occasionally, so long as it was with a boyfriend and not a stranger.

“We haven’t tried this before.”

“I didn’t want to ask, Kate.”

“You should always ask and be honest Jacob. We can discuss and try most things. If it doesn’t work, just like the fucking machine, we can scrap it and move on.”

Jacob carried me to the spanking bench. I remembered designing the red leather, steel and wooden restraining toy. I made it very comfortable for the rider with a long torso cushion, two knee platforms about eighteen inches lower, and a massive head cushion with a large hole in the middle for the rider to peer through.

It was built with spanking in mind, but the classic doggy style position of the restrained incumbent made for an almost perfect fucking platform. When my fiancee set me down gently on the floor, I clambered aboard the bench, adopting the position in Jacob’s mind’s eye.

“I’ve never been on the receiving end of this bench.”

“Do you want restraints?”

“Yes, please.”

I smiled at the irony because I would never ask Jacob whether he wanted to be restrained or not, proving this was just a kinky fuck session for him. How could I refuse my perfect man his taboo pleasure? As he strapped me in, tightening up buckles around my ankles, calves, and across my back, I noticed his erection grew more solid.

My head rested on the leather cushion, but I faced sideways so that Jacob might see my eyes and an expression filled with love for him. He stepped back and took a picture on my phone and brought it for me to see.

“You look beautiful, Kate.”

“Thank you, fiancee. I love you too. I love the foreplay but, can I suck your cock please?”

“I’ll just delete this picture first.”

He was never one to keep such things in case they were lost to an online sneak thief and used against us. Jacob’s constant concern for my privacy and safety was a huge comfort to me and I thanked the universe for blessing me with good fortune in a good man.

He couldn’t and wouldn’t resist letting me suck his cock, because Jacob’s desire to please and obey me was off the charts. Even while I was restrained, my fiancee took his lead from me and that made me proud, serving also as a reminder that his happiness was my priority and responsibility.

When Jacob pulled back his foreskin, exposing a pre-cum loaded glans with a musk so intense that it forced my nostrils to flare wide open, my libido soared and I couldn’t wait to suck his cock. He cradled my head between both palms and slid the bulbous end of his cock inside my mouth so I could suckle, lick, and remove the treasured man-slime I needed so badly. He fucked my mouth carefully and steadily, satisfying a deep-rooted need I had to enjoy him.

The tiny slit in the top of my fiancee’s cock oozed a steady flow of salty pre-cum that I swilled around my mouth, savoring a flavor that calmed and steadied me. When he slid his cock out of my mouth, knelt down and kissed me, I guessed Jacob needed a taboo feed of his own.

He circled around to my ass, wasting no time before burying his face deep in my drenched slit that was splayed wide apart and pointing high. He lapped my pussy lips with a flattened tongue, licking each one clean, eliciting a shiver across my body.

I smelled my arousal before my tongue confirmed it when Jacob came back in front and kissed me deeply. My juices flowed liberally down both thighs and he cleaned that too when his tongue returned to my honey pot.

He sucked my swollen labia into his mouth and rattled them, drinking my juices while breathing air in, causing exciting, electrified flutters to well up from inside my womb, reverberating deliciously around my body. My orgasm came, and I squirted a unicorn pee mess that he swallowed whole.

I tugged violently against the restraints, pleased I’d given them furry linings while enjoying the feeling of incarceration they provided. My fiancee plowed my creamy furrow with his stiff tongue before burying his nose inside a pulsating pussy hole while sucking my swollen, rock hard pearl like clit.

When he flicked his tongue rapidly across the tip of my clitoris, I engorged on a rush of blood deep inside my womb, enjoying the echoes of an orgasm race through me, tightening every sinew while tensing my body.

“If you don’t fuck me soon, I’ll scream like fuck and demand release, Jacob.”

“You won’t have to wait long, sweetheart.”

“I can’t hold on much longer. Please, for the love of god, give me a fucking with that incredible cock.”

“Are you enjoying this?”

“Very much. I know how Tiffany felt when you rejected her in the men's toilets. Keep up the great work, darling.”

He sucked my clitoris until she was engorged and clear from the protective skin, flicking its tip gently, using the end of a stiff tongue. My next orgasm came swiftly, and I fought the restraints vigorously, ascending like a bird, free and happy on the end of my fiancee’s tongue. When my body shuddered through a series of orgasmic waves, I was desperate for Jacob’s enormous cock.

“This isn’t fair. I want your cock right now, Jacob. I deserve it.”

“You definitely do, Kate.”

I twisted my head sideways, playing a game by shooting him a bratty schoolgirl expression that clearly worked because my fiancee couldn’t wait to fuck me.

He slid a tight bolster cushion under my hips, lifting the ass and slit he would soon fuck much higher, presenting his cock with a perfect target. The anticipation just before he fucked my cunt felt delicious, and I knew my patience was about to pay off.

When Jacob gripped my ass cheeks and rubbed his cock head up and down my slit, it started an orgasm that didn’t stop until he was finished decanting his hot seed inside me.

I face planted into the cushion hole, fully restrained when Jacob’s cock slid balls deep inside my cunt. While I screamed the feeling of utter satisfaction cascaded as my body erupted through one orgasm after another while my pussy soft tissue walls clenched tightly on his cock like a sheath. His veiny cock bulged inside my pussy, stretching me wide, imprinting its shape into my love tunnel.

When I came hard, he withdrew the monster cock I loved so dearly, sliding it back deep inside my hole, this time with more force. My body chemistry transformed, screaming for the pregnancy we both yearned while my pussy milked his cock hard for the baby-making seed that was needed for that to happen.

Jacob fucked me long and hard, just as I needed. I felt my pussy stretch wide and was pleased about the doggy style position, making sure I took his cock deep each time both swollen balls slapped off my thighs.

He moaned more loudly than I’d ever heard, almost shouting his joy. Being restrained was more for his benefit than mine, but I enjoyed the fact Jacob’s pleasure was so intense and that I could help do that for him. When my fiancee filled my pussy with his hot ocean of seed, I felt all the love from a man who would forever be mine, empty his most precious gift inside me.

As he gripped my ass cheeks hard, branding the inside walls of my cunt with a jerking, twitching cock, our silly cuckolding fantasy was dissolved in my mind and I knew we’d banished that demon forever.

His cock twitched deep inside, and I felt the primal intent of his seed hunting down an unprotected egg during my most fertile time. Jacob grunted like a savage, as though willing his semen to reach deeper inside my reproductive organs. He wasn’t done inside me but already released my restrained calves, rubbing blood back into them.

He helped me up from the bench and I whipped on my panties to contain the flood of his cum and my creamy mess. We’d shower together later, so I didn’t worry about a mess or needing the toilet.

“I couldn’t ever spank you, Kate. It’s not in my character.”

“I know, babe. That’s why we’re so perfect together. We mesh like soulmates, in every way.”

“I enjoyed taking you on that bench, but I’m done with the machines and fantasy now. I’d much prefer to be dominated by you.”

“As you wish, fiancee.”

“Am I a bad person, Kate?”

“What on earth does that mean?”

He couldn’t find the words, so I let him consider what to say next while leading my fiancee from our dungeon back into the apartment. We had a peaceful library area filled with my dad’s books and I took us both there, passing him a small bottle of water.

“The cuckold fantasy about you. Does it make me a bad person?”

“Don’t be silly, babe. Cuckolding works great for some people, but it isn’t for us. There is still no harm in the fantasy. That can’t be what’s bothering you, though.”

“No, it's not only that.”

“What is it then?”

“I’m worried about the gold. I can’t figure out why your father left it for me to find. His letter to me was the only clue to that safe combination. I asked Mom. She denied all knowledge about the safe.”

“I didn’t know either.”

“I could have stolen everything in that safe.”

“I know the possibility was there, but you’d never do that.”

“Richard couldn’t know that. We met only once and for a brief moment. He must have done all of this planning prior to our meeting.”

“Perhaps he was confused, Jacob. Dad was old, dying, and wanted to give you a great start with me and in the family.”

“No. I don’t think it's that at all, sweetheart. Your father was razor sharp even in his final moment.”

“Okay. If he wasn’t confused, perhaps it was a grand gesture.”

“No. It’s definitely not that either.”

“What then? Don’t keep it to yourself, spit it out honey. I’m in suspense.”

“I’m convinced your father had me followed and thoroughly vetted to the extent he trusted me with his daughter. This gold is mixed in somehow.”

“Jesus Christ Jacob. That’s a bit of a stretch.”

“Maybe, but I’m willing to bet that somewhere in this house he has an extensive dossier on me and has spent a fortune compiling that through very discreet investigators. I’m sure your lawyers know this is true and you might want to ask them.”

“Okay, but why would he do that?”

“It all leads back to you, Kate. He needed to know GD, and this estate was in good hands.”

“Do you think mom is involved in having you screened?”

“I’m sure she knows and has access to the file. I also believe mom knew about the gold, and it’s a final test set for me by Richard and her.”

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