Cuckold Therapy

Tony Orlando sits across from Lotus Lane, his therapist, and all he can do is stare. He wants her. He knows it’s wrong, and that obsession keeps him stuck. Lotus watches him with cool eyes, jaw tight, deciding he needs something extreme. She tells him to strip and lock his cock in chastity. He obeys. The small cage clicks shut. Lotus keeps the key around her ankle. Every movement he makes now reminds him who owns that key. She slips out of her clothes, revealing smooth skin and a body that looks like it belongs in magazines. Then she invites the other man in. Athletic. Big. He steps behind her, grabs her hips, and pushes inside. Tony watches—helpless, cock straining against steel—as the stranger fucks his therapist hard enough to rock the desk. Lotus moans without shame. When the man finishes, she orders Tony to his knees. She spreads her legs and tells him to clean every drop off her cunt with his tongue. He tastes another man’s load while his locked cock throbs. Lotus grabs his hair, pulls his face tighter against her, and reminds him this is what it takes to get better.