Chapter 4

 

Cooper delayed and delayed and then delayed again. His schedule wasn't lining up with Harmony's, which gave him time to dither. In the meantime, he made sure that Mal was happy. He didn't insist on sex every night for the next week, but he did offer. More often than not she accepted.

When they had sex it was gentle and loving. Every time he put her to sleep happy; she was grateful for the attention. Her migraines had seemed to diminish in intensity and duration, which he was grateful for. He loved Mallory and didn't like to see her suffer because of her migraines.

Harmony gave him a deadline. Monday morning, like the previous week, or she wouldn't see him again. She didn't have time to waste with a man who didn't want to bow to her wishes.

Cooper had gone almost a week without getting pegged and he realized he needed it. There was no way he was going to ask Mallory for it. There was no way he was going to confess his misdeeds to her. The only thing to do was to give in to Harmony.

It wasn't the sex that bothered him now; it was having to shave. And it wasn't so much the shaving—the hair would grow back—but it was knowing that Mallory would ask why he had suddenly removed all his pubic hair.

She left for work early on Monday morning, as usual. He jumped in the shower and borrowed her razor without telling her. After a near twenty minute shower the hot water started to give out and he realized that he had a lot of body hair even though he didn't think he was particularly hairy. Cooper decided he was done before the hot water was spent. It wasn't perfect, but it was good enough. If Harmony wouldn't have him this way, it wasn't worth it. That's what he told himself.

He looked at himself in the full length mirror on the back of the bedroom door. He couldn't decide if he looked ridiculous or younger or what. He rubbed in some skin lotion and hoped for the best. After checking Mallory's razor for the hundredth time, making sure all his hair was gone, he double checked the bathtub drain and flushed the last of his hair down the toilet. He couldn't leave evidence in the garbage can.

When he arrived at Harmony's house, she opened the door, this time wearing a red and black flowered dress. "You're late," she pointed out. It was eight fifteen. He was supposed to arrive at eight am.

"Sorry. I was getting ready for you."

She closed the door. There wouldn't be any casual exhibition today.

"Let's see then. Strip."

He did so eagerly, wanting her to inspect him and see what he had done for her. This time she allowed him to remove his own underwear. He liked being naked in front of her while she was fully dressed. It was impossible to hide his growing erection when he dropped his pants.

Harmony nodded in approval. "Shaved. Very nice." She reached out and gently caressed his cock. To Cooper it looked bigger than normal. Was that because he was eager to get pegged or because his body hair was gone giving him a larger appearance?

"How…how do you remove your hair?" he boldly asked her. It seemed wrong to ask about her personal grooming.

"I get waxed, but I've considered permanent laser removal," she said. She trailed her fingers over his pubic bone, feeling the smoothness that would be replaced by the next day with a bit of stubble. "Would you like a blowjob?" she asked abruptly.

He blinked. "Really?"

She tilted her head. "Yes. Why? What were you expecting? To get pegged?" She licked her lips which were painted bright red, matching the flowers on her dress.

"Well…yes."

Harmony laughed. "I just like having a cock in my mouth. I'm not going to let you cum."

His eyes went wide. "You're not?"

"Not in my mouth."

She led the way out of the foyer. Her dress clung to her hips and ass. Cooper followed his cock.

When he arrived in the bedroom Harmony was reaching behind her back in an effort to catch the zipper. "Here, let me," he offered.

"Very generous."

He unzipped her and she allowed the dress to puddle at her feet. She had on black thigh high stockings, a pair of full-coverage high-waisted black panties and matching bra covered in a floral design picked out in red thread. He marveled at the fact she had so much interesting lingerie and had bothered to match it to her dress. And shoes, he realized when he saw she was wearing bright red high heels.

"Ever been tied up before?" Harmony asked him, indicating the bed.

The top corners had straps attached to the corner posts with thick leather cuffs attached to the straps. There were more straps and cuffs on the bed as well. Cooper wasn't an innocent; he knew what the equipment was for.

"Uh, sort of, well, no. I've tied up girlfriends in the past…but with nothing like these."

"Amateur," she teased. "But everyone starts somewhere. Lay down. I'll put the cuffs on you."

Up to that moment Cooper thought that he was going to tie up Harmony. When she told him to lay down, it suddenly all made a lot more sense.

The smart thing would have been to say no. The truly smart thing would have been to say no to meeting Harmony in the first place.

He lay down on the bed and Harmony helped him put on the cuffs, making sure they were tight enough to hold him but not so tight they were cutting off his circulation.

"These go just above your knees," she said, picking up the second set of straps that weren't already attached to the bed frame.

He knew he should have said no. Instead he allowed her to put them on him. His erection didn't abate at all through the process. He wanted this to happen. Of course, it was easier to maintain an erection when she kept stroking and teasing him as she tied him up.

In short order the cuffs on his lower thighs were hooked to the ones around his wrists, pulling his knees up to his chest, leaving his ass and cock fully exposed.

He liked the position; it left him vulnerable.

"God I love a man who can hold an erection like you," she said, running her hand over his cock and balls, down to his perineum, and circling his asshole.

He shivered away.

"You like that?" she asked.

"Yeah…"

After pulling her hand away, Harmony got out the harness and jar of lube. She let him watch as she took her time putting on the harness and then adding a condom and lube.

"Ready for me?"

"Yes."

"No you aren't. Your pretty little asshole needs lube." She proceeded to add lube to his back entrance. Though she had violated him with the dildo twice now, it was something else to feel her finger touching his asshole…and then to delve inside him.

"Oh fuck…" he breathed.

"Like that?" she asked as she got herself into position.

Cooper could only nod. His hands were immobilized by the bondage straps. His legs were up, practically over his head, and he couldn't move. His cock was completely vulnerable to her.

He liked it when she eased the strapon into him.

"Ohhh…" he groaned as she filled him up.

"Good boy," she cooed as she slowly rocked her hips back and forth fucking him. Harmony held one of his legs, steadying his body, while her other went to his cock to gently stroke him. "Good boy," she repeated.

Cooper didn't know how to feel. Her cock in his ass was incredible. He knew he could cum from that alone, but her hand stroking his cock at the same time intensified everything by a factor of ten. Emotionally, he felt awful because he was cheating on Mallory, and being in this feminine, exposed position, he was afraid. The fear and the guilt made everything intenser still.

He started to hyperventilate.

"You're not going to cum too soon, are you?" Harmony demanded.

Cooper shook his head. "No…no…I'm not…but you need to stop or I'm gonna cum…"

She laughed and shook her head. "Nope. I want to see you shoot your load all over yourself."

The curvy older woman didn't have long to wait. A few seconds later Cooper was anxiously straining, trying to get everything to stop, but that just made him climax so hard that he only saw white for a few seconds.

He was left with his cum all over his chest and stomach. Harmony was nodding her head and holding his cock tightly. So tightly that it was almost painful.

"That was impressive," she said. "I was trying to keep you from cumming, but you came anyway."

Her fingers were a tight circle around the base of his cock. Before she let go he realized that she had been attempting to create a cock ring that would prevent an orgasm. That explained part of the intensity.

"Thank you, that was incredible."

"You're welcome." She withdrew her cock from him and idly ran her fingers through his semen, smearing it around, and then tasting it. After giving him a wicked smile, apparently the flavor agreed with her, she did it again, but this time offered her fingers to him.

He knew enough not to refuse.

The taste wasn't offensive but not exactly what he would call desirable.

"Good boy," she complimented him again. He loved to hear those words.

"I've got a present for you before you go."

Once more Harmony went to the night stand, this time going into the bottom drawer. What she produced took Cooper a moment to comprehend. It looked like a terrible modern art version of a flaccid cock made from anodized metal with a purple tint.

Then he realized he was seeing a cock cage.

He knew exactly what it was.

"I'm going to put this on you," said Harmony. "I want you to wear it until I see you again. It's up to you when that happens."

She sat down on the bed with some baby wipes and started cleaning his cock.

"Wait! What the fuck are you doing?"

Harmony barely gave him a glance. "I already told you."

"You can't put that on me!" he protested even as she was doing so. He was trying to wiggle around and escape her, but Harmony had done this before.

"Hold still and let me put it on or I promise you that I'll never fuck you again."

Cooper stopped moving and calmed himself. "You can't do this," he insisted.

"It's a fun game," she said while circling the ring of the cage around his balls. She then proceeded to start forcing his penis down the length of the curved shaft. "Think of how turned on you'll be all the time while wearing this. If you come by tomorrow, I'll fuck you again and we can take it off."

"I have a girlfriend!"

It was the only thing he could think of to say to get her to stop.