Chapter 1: Introduction
Kelly and Aaron looked out the window of the shuttle taking them to the resort. Small shacks lined the roads and chickens and goats are wandered aimlessly. “None of these people are wearing clothes,” Kelly said. Her eyes wide as she watched the massive locals walking on the roadside. “Must be a cultural thing,” Aaron said, trying to sound as if he wasn’t as uncomfortable as he felt.
The shuttle pulled up to the resort's entrance, and they were greeted by Big Mamba, the resort manager. Big Mamba was indeed massive, built like a bodybuilder, with a beaming smile. “Welcome to the resort. I’m Big Mamba. I hope your trip has been enjoyable so far.”
“Yeah, it’s beautiful here,” Kelly said, smiling.
“We’ll get you into vacation mode very soon, but first, there are some things to go over,” he said with a smile. “White couples have special rules on the island. I hope that won’t be a problem.”
Kelly and Aaron exchanged a quick glance, but before they could say anything, Big Mamba continued. “There’s no need to worry. We just want to make sure all our guests have an enjoyable and safe stay. One of the rules is that all white couples are required to have their penis measured.”
Kelly and Aaron looked at each other in shock. “Why?” Aaron asked, his voice cracking.
“We find that the resort relaxes people and opens them up to new experiences. This is just a safety precaution to make sure the island’s heritage stays pure,” he said, looking judgementally at Aaron’s groin.
Kelly and Aaron looked at each other, unsure of what to do.
Aaron’s face turned red, and he looked nervously at Big Mamba. “Okay, I guess it’s customary.”
“Drop your pants,” big mamba instructed Aaron.
“Right here,” Aaron asked concerned.
“Everyone will see it all soon enough anyway. The quicker we get this done, the quicker your beautiful wife can enjoy her vacation,” he was getting stern. Aaron took a deep breath and dropped his pants, together with his boxers.
Big Mamba chuckled. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” he said.
Then turning to face Kelly. “Good news for you, ma’am. He’ll need to stay in chastity for his visit.”
Kelly looked away, embarrassed for her husband.
She couldn’t help but realize that she had been unsatisfied for a long time, and her frustration was finally boiling over.
“Why is that good news for me,” Kelly asked. She couldn’t help but feel a little guilty for feeling relieved. She loved her husband, but their sex life had been non-existent for quite some time.
Big Mamba chuckled again. “You’ll see,” he said. “You both will.”
Kelly and Aaron were led to their villa where they were informed they would be staying for the week. When they got to their room, staff members took Kelly and Aaron’s clothes. They explained that white people weren’t allowed to wear clothes on the island. The staff also brought out a tray of assorted chastity cages. "We have a selection of sizes, choose which one fits your husband best," one of the staff members said to Kelly.
Kelly looked at Aaron, who was standing there, still in shock.
Kelly took a deep breath and looked at the cages. She picked up one of the smallest ones and held it up to Aaron. “Too big,” she laughed at him. “How about this one,” she picked up an inverted cage with a catheter attached, ensuring his cock would be contained and he couldn’t control his pee. Aaron’s eyes widened as he stared at the contraption in disbelief.
“No way,” he said, taking a step back. He tried to cover his tiny penis, but two staff members seized Aaron’s arms and held him still.
Kelly took the inverted cage with the catheter attached, and she hesitated for a moment. She bit her lower lip, staring at her husband's vulnerable state. Aaron looked at her with pleading eyes, but Kelly took a deep breath and locked the cage around Aaron's penis.
Immediately, Aaron's body tensed up, and he started to pee. The pee flowed out the catheter, hitting the floor with loud dribble. The sound of the pee hitting the wood floor echoed in the room, and the staff members burst out in laughter. Kelly couldn't help but join in their laughter, despite feeling a little guilty for finding humor in her husband's embarrassment.
One of the staff members grabbed the back of Aaron’s head and pushed it into the puddle of piss.
Kelly, alarmed, went to stop this, until black mamba spoke up, “White boys need to learn their place, ma’am. This is part of it. Please.” Aaron reluctantly began to lick the pee from the floor.
As aaron cleaned up his mess, black mamba explained some of the rules of the resort.
“First off, white couples aren’t allowed to wear clothes. Second, white men aren’t allowed to have sex on the island. White women can have sex, but only with black men. This is both to respect local customs and to help the women enjoy themselves more,” black mamba said, eyeing my tiny, caged cock. “Rule three, white people can’t deny a request from a superior black person. This is a local law and the reason we don’t recommend visitors leave the resort. Rule four, any man with a penis as small as Aaron’s is considered property on the island. So Kelly make sure you stay with little dick, here,” he said gesturing at me. “Otherwise, some locals can just take him away and they’d be legally fine.” Kelly glanced at Aaron, who was still on his knees, cleaning up his own mess. She couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions. Embarrassment, guilt, and a strange sense of excitement. She knew she should stop this spectacle, but was too excited to experiment with superior men.
Aaron finished licking up his piss and started to stand back up. “Now if no one has questions. Let me show you the pool area.”
Black Mamba gestured for Kelly to follow him. Aaron followed Kelly, covering his caged penis. He was humiliated, but Kelly didn't seem to care. She was captivated by the sights and sounds of the island. The tropical breeze, the rhythmic sound of waves crashing, and the aroma of exotic flowers in bloom. Aaron felt inadequate, but Kelly seemed to be enjoying herself, despite his emasculation.
The pool was nearly empty, with a few cabanas claimed by various couples. All around the pool, massive naked black men sauntered around. As we watched, Aaron couldn’t help but notice Kelly staring open mouthed at the men. Her eyes glazing over their chiseled bodies and oversized manhood. He couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. He knew she hadn’t been truly satisfied with him in a long time. And she wasn’t the only one – Aaron craved physical intimacy as well. But with his small penis, he had resigned himself to a life of sexual deprivation and frustration.
Kelly turned to look at Aaron, her eyes wide as she stared down as his useless manhood.
Black Mamba touched Kelly’s naked back, “all these men are at your service. Anything you want, Kelly. Just ask.”
Black Mamba lead us to a cabana near the pool that hadn’t been claimed. Half the cabanas had their curtains pulled and you could hear rough sex noises coming from inside.
“I’ll set you both up here,” he said to Kelly, gesturing to an empty, plush cabana. Aaron shivered as he caught sight of one of the nearby cabanas, its curtain pulled back just enough to give him a glimpse of a woman being bent over a lounge chair, her screams of pleasure drowning out the salsa music being played over the speaker.
“I’ll have what she’s having,” Kelly joked as black mamba started to walk away.
He chuckled and nodded. “Of course, ma’am. Is there anything else I can get for you?”
Kelly contemplated asking him for something, but then simply shook her head. “No, I think that’s all. Thank you.”
Black mamba nodded and walked off, leaving Kelly and Aaron alone in the cabana.
Kelly sat back on the cabana and spread her legs. She spread her pussy open and closed her eyes, feeling the cool air in her pussy folds. “I hope you’re as excited about this as I am,” Kelly taunted Aaron. Aaron swallowed hard, knowing all too well what was about to happen. He sat down on the edge of the lounge chair, watching as Kelly called over one of the muscular staff members. The man grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth as he approached.
“You wanted to see me, Mrs. Kelly?” he asked in a thick island accent.
Kelly nodded, her eyes gleaming with excitement. “Yes, I did,” she said, spreading her legs wider. “I was hoping you could give me a little bit of your attention.”
The staff member chuckled, glancing over at Aaron. “Yes ma’am. Do you want the cuckold to watch?” the staff member asked, a devious smile spreading across his face.
Kelly glanced over at Aaron, who sat frozen on the edge of the lounge chair. She frowned as she saw him shift uncomfortably, squeezing his caged penis.
“Not him,” she said, shaking her head. “He has to stay outside.”
Aaron’s eyes widened as he realized what she meant. He stared at her in horror, but she just smiled back, clearly enjoying the control she now had over him.
“Why are you doing this?” he whispered.
Kelly shrugged. “You’ve always wanted me to be more adventurous. So here I am, being adventurous.”
She reached out and grabbed the staff member’s hand, pulling him towards her.
“And you can watch,” she said, gesturing to the open space between the cabanas.