Sissy watched on with both trepidation and anticipation, as his new bride and mistress eagerly pulled her latest paramour into a passionate embrace.
On their wedding night, Mistress had patiently explained how the honeymoon was going to work, while Sissy knelt before his demanding bride and tried to satiate her demands with a well-trained tongue.
It was a devious plan, and one that would torture Sissy every day of their three week honeymoon.
Sissy had been tasked with helping Mistress seduce as many of the men on the beach as she could during their stay. And, for each man that she took to their honeymoon bed, Sissy would earn a single release from chastity in the forthcoming year.
Mistress had certainly been busy, her appetite was seemingly unquenchable. Judging by the bulging trunks of the men they had picked out together, Sissy realised that the modest contents of the effeminate bikini bottoms Mistress insisted Sissy wore could never measure up to her standards.
Sissy wasn’t sure whether to be pleased or worried that they had been so successful in the first week. Six times Mistress had lead a hunky man to their room, although two times had apparently not counted, being repeat performances.
Another bronzed Adonis had whisked her off one evening and on her return the next morning she had gleefully informed Sissy that he and his two friends didn’t count as they hadn’t come back to their hotel room. She had even reduced the count by two for hesitation when she insisted that Sissy’s tongue should sooth and clean her stretched and very messy pussy.
Sissy was sitting on the sand watching the slow dance of desire at the instruction of this intimidating alpha-male. He had told Sissy to watch carefully how a real man dealt with a lady. Sissy’s cruel chastity device griped ever tighter as his bride seemed to melt into his manly frame.
Sissy just hoped that he wouldn’t make love to his Mistress out here and yet again deny a promised release on a technicality. Worse still, when Sissy had pointed out this new lover to Mistress earlier this evening, drawing her attention to how his well-toned thighs framed his enormous manhood, she had been so impressed with him, she had decided he would be man enough to keep them both company for the remainder of the honeymoon.
Sissy worried that three releases was such a meagre count, and even that number could diminish for dissent over demands from either of them over the next two weeks.