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The first week with the chastity cage had been agonizing for David, but at least his new schedule took his mind out of his position for a while. After the first, relaxing week the second week seemed much more exhausting, starting with a rigorous exercise routine every morning that seemed to focus on shaping his legs and ass, Doctor Sophie was the one overseeing his training with a whip always on the ready.

“Run faster," she said with a laugh and a strike of her whip.

David couldn't help, but feel his cock straining against the metal every time he felt the strike of the whip, the shameful lust that filled his mind with the desire to obey.

After the morning exercises it was straight to his new cleaning duties, according to Dr. Miller it was essential he paid his stay with work. He was free to walk away at any moment, of course, but that would be admitting his marriage had failed by his fault.

“But, I'm not a maid! I'm a professional lawyer! I have a career, I'm not a … cleaner!" he spat, disgusted at the very idea on the first day.

Dr. Sophie smiled, obviously enjoying his tantrum, “Actually David, you're nothing. You don't have a career, you have never worked for anything in your entire life. I'm doing you a big favor by giving you the chance of earning back a place in your marriage."

David nodded silently, teeth clenched and a whimper escaping his throat as he felt the strain of his cock against the metal cage, shameful pleasure inflaming his body at him being scolded. He wanted to protest, but he couldn't force himself to raise his voice.

His usual, business-like clothes hadn't been made to kneel on the floor, before the middle of the week they were already frayed and discolored in many places. If anything, he was happy that at least his beard had stopped growing, so he didn't need to worry about that.

By the afternoon as he walked back to his cabin to rest, he found Dr. Sophie waiting for him in front of the door, staring at him and frowning.

“Wh…What is wrong?" he stuttered, suddenly very aware of his disheveled state.

“That simply won't do," the doctor replied.

David found himself feeling ashamed for reasons he couldn't understand.

The Doctor too him by hand, leading him to the shower inside the cabin. David shivered at her touch and lowered his eyes to the floor. He felt the first hints of arousal forming in his crotch.

“David, eat my pussy," Dr. Sophie commanded nonchalantly, unfastening her skirt and walking inside room. David looked in an almost trance at Sophie's pussy, incapable of saying anything. The doctor had an eagle tattooed just above her shaved pussy and by the looks of it she had just had sex. David opened his mouth to protest, but he couldn't say anything.

David got on his knees in front of Sophie, any attempt at rebellion completely gone from his mind. The first touch of his tongue sent jolts of electricity through his body causing him to gasp. Her pussy was sensitive from hours of hard fucking under a gryphon and David's cold tongue was a welcoming refreshment, she felt the calming, delicate touch as she put one hand in his head and forced his head against her pussy. David still resisted as he felt the first drops of gryphon cum in Sophie's pussy, but he couldn't fight against her hand firmly securing his head in place, he had no choice but to drink the gryphon's cum that dripped from her pussy. It felt strong, overwhelming.

The strong cum seeped into his body, changed him. His body tingled in delight as his hair grew longer, in just a moment his hair was touching his shoulders, softer than it had ever been before, not that he noticed anything. Instead his mind just felt all warm and fuzzy.

The sickly tone of his skin was turned into a soft, sweet warm tone, the hair in his body begun to fall in clumps.

David felt Sophie's orgasm building as he kept licking. A warmth that radiated through her entire body, a jolting of lust and bliss that filled both of them. He wanted nothing more than to give her pleasure. He could barely think about giving himself any pleasure, it was all for her enjoyment, he didn't matter. Sophie screamed Golden Quill's name as she orgasmed in David's mouth, an almost roar as she pressed his head tightly against her pussy. Her body tensed, arms and legs straining as she let herself fall into the bed, her breathing laborious.

David kept on his knees as Sophie recovered from the orgasm, he didn't dare to move without her permission. The thoughts bubbling in his mind made him confused, he imagined Golden Quill mounting the doctor, his thick shaft sliding in and out of her pussy for hours. He felt so inadequate, how he could ever have even dreamed to compete with a creature like him? He would never be good enough.

The Doctor stood up after a few minutes and ordered David into the shower, she kept watching as he stepped inside the shower. David gasped as the warm water soaked his body, he begun washing his body with the provided soap and lotions, feeling his own skin so soft and warm.

With the shower finished, the Doctor commanded David to dry himself and then he was to open the second drawer on his wardrobe where he would find new clothes.

David gasped as he opened the drawer, they had filled it while he was out doing his work. First, he took the lacy black bra and put it on, he didn't have any breasts, but had been feeling his nipples sore for the last days and it felt somehow comforting to have the bra. After that came the panties, they were black with white lacy and seemed to have been made to snuggly accommodate his chastity cage.

Next, under Dr. Sophie's gaze, he took a single black stocking, deftly gathered it in his hand, and then gently pulled the stocking up one leg at a time leg.

Doctor Sophie smiled at his progress. She reached under the bed and brought out a pair shoes, they were delicate and glossy black. David put them one foot at time, marveling at how they fit perfectly, he smiled to himself. They looked so much better than his social shoes.

As last, came a dress, black and low cut, a big bow over his chest to give an impression of breasts. The skirt was short and fronted by a lacy, white apron. Tiny white bows were placed around the garment, giving it an air of innocent femininity.

The doctor left him alone after that, with a simple order that from now on that would be his uniform.

He was still under strict orders to not touch his wife, but he saw so little of her for the rest of the week that he doubted her would have been able to touch her even if he had tried. To make matters worse, she was now always accompanied by Golden Quill and the beast seemed ready to snap at him if he even thought at getting close.

Still, every night David dreamed about her sucking the gryphon's cock. He would hug a pillow and uselessly rub his caged cock against it for hours as he thought about her lying on the bed with her legs spread sucking on the gryphon's big dick. David could still see the beast's strong wings flaring open as his orgasm approached, the strength in his claws, the bestial moans coming out of his wife's throat.

Eventually he would slide in a frustrated sleep, once more denied his organs and left to wonder what they would do to at the next session on the weekend.

The next day, David could not get what had happened with Sophie out of his head. Part of him said he should have felt disgusted by licking the gryphon's cum out of her pussy, but in fact, it was the opposite; the more he thought of it, the better the idea seemed. The cum had a strange, alluring taste that had lingered in his mouth as he rubbed his caged cock against the pillow… He did not want to be gay, he kept muttering to himself, but it just felt so good. Maybe it would be fine if her just licked the gryphon's cum out of his wife's pussy now and then, there was nothing gay in that. David knew that it was wrong to wish his wife would be fucked by gryphons, but surely he could be forgiven.

As he made his rounds and completed his chores, David found himself daydreaming about how things would be once they got out of the clinic. He knew that he couldn't dress like that outside, but maybe he could get something similar to wear only inside the house, but there was the risk of getting caught by the servants; besides, where could he hide something like that so that no one would find it. As he cleaned the kitchen, he felt more and more attracted by the idea of doing that at home, concocting multiple schemes about how he could get away with it. Maybe Louise wouldn't mind if he was to keep using the cage, she definitely seemed not to miss him penetrating her. Another male could be in charge of that, meaning he could enjoy wearing his dress and cleaning the house. It wouldn't be gay or anything.

He was pulled back to reality suddenly as Sophie came from behind and grabbed him by the hair. He struggled to his feet as Sophie dragged him into the main room of the clinic.

“Playtime, sissy," Sophie said and pushed him roughly down to kneel in rug on the middle of the room, forcing his heads down into the soft material.

He didn't want to admit, but he enjoyed having this powerful woman hurl him around, being ordered to do things that he would ordinarily never do. He could have protested at any time, but increasingly he found he didn't want to. He wanted to see what would happen next.

Doctor Sophie plunged a hand between his legs, pulling down his panties and massaging his ass, causing David to gasp.

“You have learned to eat my pussy, now you need to learn how to take cock," she smiled.

"Sophie…," he whispered her name, knowing he was close to losing control.

Should he stop it? Could he stop it?

She stared down at him, a dark grim in her lips as she groped his ass.

"Do you want me to stop?" She asked, already knowing the answer.

"No…" David whispered. “Please, don't stop."

Her hand flattened against his butt, her fingers edging down, lower, pushing into his hole as he felt his toes curling in pleasure.

He was beginning to lose any rationality he had left, the determination to retain any part of his old self. Her fingers were working on his ass, stroking him into a pleasure like nothing he had ever experienced before.

He wanted to feel his hole being stretched, her body bare against his. He wanted the feel of a cock, hard and thick, pressing against him, inside him.

He'd never done it before. He'd never understood why anyone would want to, until now.

Sophie tied an elastic band around her waist, a strap-on shaped like a gryphon's cock. It was a black, heavy, rubber shaft glistening with a thick coat of lube. She slapped his ass and pulled him against her.

Her hands were locked on his hips, his head pressed down against the rug as she pressed her strap-on against his ass. David felt the sharp head of the cock pressing against his hole, his breath getting deeper as Sophie came over him.

David twisted beneath her, heat was building between his thighs, his cock straining against the metal cage. The feel of her cock pressing against his ass was making him insane.

She stroked hard, the heated shaft sliding inside his hole. His ass parted under the pressure, stretching to accommodate every inch of the big rubber cock. His cock was in agony inside the cage, his breath laborious and broken.

His thighs were spread farther, fiery, intense, pleasure filled his body as Sophie thrust inside of him, each movement of her hips sending another inch of the cock inside of him. The delicate, tender muscles stretched under the stroke of her thick, hard rubber easing inside him.

His head flung back as she pushed in deeper, a hard, demanding thrust followed by a groan of pleasure as he arched beneath her and the length of her cock disappeared fully inside him.

It was a complete surrender to the heat and ecstasy. Absolute freedom from the bounds of his body as pleasure seemed to multiply and grow in an explosion of light and color, a wicked heat seeping into his body that fucked him out of all thought and rationality.

It was an orgasm like no other, instead of the quick burst of pleasure it was cascading waves of blissful warmth that resonated to every inch of his body.

In time, Sophie withdrew her rubber cock from his ass, letting David lying on the rug, lost in pleasure, but still unable to cum from his cock.

“You abstained from sexual activity with your wife," Dr. Miller said more as a statement towards David than a question.

The two of them were back in the dining hall, Louise was dressed in simple, practical clothes that hugged her shapely body, while David was dressed in his working dress. David could swear he still felt the gryphon's musk in the air, if he looked at the walls he could see where the gryphon's claws had marked the wood, he could picture the place where Louise had sucked his cock perfectly. The very thought of it was starting to make his cock strain against his cage.

“And how was your week with Golden Quill?" Dr. Miller asked towards Louise.

“Oh, it was glorious," the woman replied with a gleaming smile.

“I take it was best than spending your time with David?" Dr. Miller reclined back, unbuttoning her shirt.

“Definitely," Louise replied without a moment's hesitation. “I never believed sex could be so good. David was always small and his smoking made kissing him taste like licking an ashtray, but Golden Quill? Damn! That cock of his makes me go crazy, have you seen the knot he has? It's bigger than David's fist!"

David whimpered in his place, he wanted to complain, but a single reproving look from Dr. Miller silenced him. He grabbed the hen of his skirt and looked down, trying to hide the blushing in his cheeks.

“Gryphon's are really bigger than most humans," Dr. Miller agreed. “And David was never even that big for a human."

Louise laughed and David closed his eyes tightly.

“Why don't you go be a dear and go grab us something to drink?" Dr. Miller said. “We have some serious business to discuss."

David obeyed without hesitation, following orders felt so good, made things so easy. Moving in the dress was a delight in itself, he had learned to enjoy the way the skirt brushed against his legs, the way it showed a bit of his ass with every movement, the way it marked him as subservient.

He found a table set up with iced water and cooled wine jars at the corner, he took two glasses and filled with tine, putting them in a platter and carefully carrying them back to the doctor and his wife. He deposited the cups in front of the two women and stood at the side, waiting for new orders.

“Isn't he just adorable in that outfit," Dr. Miller said as she took a sip from her glass. Her gaze over his body made David's cheek turn red and sent a little tingle of pleasure down his spine.

“You will address each one of us as “madam" or “mistress" from now on," she said nonchalantly. “We will address you however we want. You do not speak unless you are spoken to. Is all that clear?"

“Yes, mistress,'' David said with shaky voice.

“Any female you meet is above your position," Doctor Miller continued. “They know better than you, so it's only proper you obey them."

“Yes, Mistress," David replied with ashamed arousal at the idea.

“Any gryphon you meet is above your position," Doctor Miller said. “They are stronger and more capable than you, so you shall serve them."

“Yes, Mistress," David said and knew it was true.

“Good sissy," Louise said with a smile.

David smiled at the word, it felt so right to hear it.

Doctor Miller whistled sharply, and David heard the sound of claws hitting the floor. He didn't even need to turn around to see that Golden Quill was coming trough the main doors. The large gryphon stood at the back of the room, watching the three humans intently.

“Good, now that we have stablished a basis, it's time to start our session proper," Dr. Miller said.

“Yes, mistress," David replied immediately, nervous yet oddly excited by his predicament. He felt powerless, yet with that powerless came a kind of mindless bliss.

“The two of you need to understand the new positions you will assume in your marriage," Dr. Miller explained. “You see, for many years the two of you have tried to live as a stay at home wife and a working husband, but neither of you are fit for those roles, so you have once and again hurt each other and yourselves."

Louise and David nodded silently.

“And what are you proposing?" Louise asked.

“David here has proved himself to be perfect in the position of sissy cuck, he has hurt himself for all his life trying to pretend he is a man, but with just a small nudge from our doctors he has took to his new duties admirably."

David blushed deeply, it felt strange to be celebrated for his current position.

“But now we need to work on you, Louise," Dr. Miller said. “If you don't have a strong, commanding hand David will slip back into his bad habits and he will hurt himself and you once again. You need to assume your position as his mistress if this marriage is to succeeded."

“I can do that," Louise replied without a doubt.

“Show me," Doctor Miller ordered.

“Kneel, Sissy," Louise snapped towards David.

He immediately fell to his knees before Louise. With his head bowed, he crossed his arms in front of his body. “What does mistress desire?" He purred.

Louise's mind raced, fevered with lustful desires and longings. Her heart pounded in her chest, this felt good, this felt right. She was in control.

She sat back and studied her kneeling husband, so many years she had longed to be in this exact position without ever knowing it.

“Undress me," she said in a stern voice, finally she was sure of herself. David jumped up and moved to obey the order without a single moment of hesitation, as pleasurable as it was to giver orders for Louise, it was for David to obey them. David begun to deftly undo the buttons in Louise's blouse.

He slipped the blouse over her shoulders and down her arms, taking it from Louise and carefully folding it. Once again, David fell to his knees and began to unzip Louise's skirt. He pulled the tight material over her hips and down her legs.

Louise felt good, powerful in her position. David continued by slipping her low heels from Louise's feet with caring delicacy.

Louise stood, completely naked, towering over her husband who kneeled obediently before her. Clutching his hair with one hand, Louise directed David's head between her legs. There was no need for an order, David knew this was to be his duty, he slowly drew his tongue up through her labia.

The sensation was glorious! Every stroke of his tongue sent jolts of heavenly electricity through Louise's body, down her legs and to the very tips of her fingers. She threw her head back and moaned without shame or restraint, grabbing his head and pushing him closer. David responded by moving his tongue deeper and faster, long strokes that brushed Louise's clitoris and made her shake with desire.

David delighted in her heat, her taste. The incredible pleasure that lashed through his body at the knowledge that she was losing herself in the pleasure he was giving her.

David licked at the sweetness, pushing his tongue deep inside the tight depths of her pussy. Fucking her with his tongue, his body burning with a lustful hunger. His cock strained against the cage, but he barely gave notice for that anymore. He dreamed with the day he wouldn't need to worry about it anymore.

Louise fought to breathe through the wild, chaotic pleasure beginning to fill her body. As his tongue stroked inside the clenched, warm depths of her pussy, a harsh, unbidden moan escaped her lips. The rasp of his tongue against the sensitive nerve endings sent waves of rolling pleasure crashing through her body. Spasms of sensation shot from her womb, drawing it tight as she arched and felt the warning tremors of her orgasm as they began to vibrate inside her.

“Fuck, yes! Yes!" Louise cried, gripping David harder, the heat exploded trough her body, an endless cascade of pleasure that drove her higher and higher into a bliss she had never experienced during her marriage.

“Very good!" Dr. Miller commended. “Now, let's see how well David plays with Golden Quill."

David felt a shiver of fear in his spine, the gryphon had always been hostile towards him, extremely possessive of Louise. With a whistle, Dr. Miller commanded the gryphon to come forward.

“Get on your belly," Dr. Miller said. “You will need to display complete submission if you want Golden Quill to accept you."

David didn't doubt for a moment the beast would attack him, so he laid on the floor with his belly up, trying to look as submissive as possible. Golden Quill greeted Louise with hearty licks and rubbing his face against her chest.

“You are such a good boy," Louise scratched him between the ears. “Come here, come see your new playmate."

She brought him closer to David, the big gryphon eyed the sissy with suspicion at first, but he seemed to understand that he posed no threat.

Dr. Miller sat back and smiled at them, “Worship his feet."

Golden Quill turned around and presented his feet to David. Without hesitating, David lifted himself to the foot and began kissing the paw pads. His tongue darted out to trace the line of his toes. The big beast purred content. David kept working on his feet without pause. He rubbed the feet to his face, enjoying the soft, warmth on his skin, kissing and licking each part of it unashamedly. He was intoxicated by the gryphon's aroma, the strong, domineering smell thrilled him.

“Outstanding," Dr. Miller. “The gryphon seems to have accepted you as an omega, but we need to complete the bonding ritual or he will never truly accept you and your marriage will have failed by your fault alone!"

“Come here," Louise called for Golden Quill. “Understand that once we begin, there will be no coming back. I never will be able to go back to our old marriage."

“I don't wish to go back to how things were, Mistress," David replied, stretching his neck so he could better see what was happening.

Golden Quill lowered his head, nuzzling at Louise's ear, licking over the back of her neck. Her fingers curled against his feathery chest, her nails kneading it through the feathers.

She was breathing hard and fast as the gryphon stared down at her, his eyes filled with wild lust. Her eyes were dazed, heavy-lidded, her soft pink lips parted and glistening with moisture. The gryphon purred contently, craving for her taste, to fill her womb with his hot, thick seed.

David's gaze was centered on the gryphon's cock, sliding free of its sheath, awakening strange desires in him.

Louise could already smell the gryphon's arousal, it filled her with a need for wild, feral sex, had her body on fire, her pussy dripping wet from the mere thought. Lust was pouring out of her eyes, overwhelming rationality as a whimper escaped her throat.

Louise stared into the heated depths of the gryphon's eyes, seeing the single-minded determination, the lust raging through the beast's body. He was hard and horny already, his red cock pointing between his legs, the smell of his arousal filling the room.

She couldn't fight against the effects of the heat that flooded her body. The lustful fires raging in her body was a never-ending conflagration that begged for her to be breed by the big animal; she was ready to give into it.

The gryphon came to her, rubbing his warm fur against her naked body, smelling the remains of her orgasm, knowing she was hot and ready for him. Sizzling awareness surged through her body, even her toes tingled with the demanding actions of the gryphon.

The gryphon growled, advancing on her. Lust flared awake in her womb. Her legs weakened and her breath caught at the sexual demand growing inside of her.

David watched it all from a small distance, he could smell the arousal in the air, see how his wife was aroused by the beast. From his position all that he could was to watch as Louise and gryphon moved around each other, determined to fuck each other. His cock ached against the cage, the needy contractions flexing his barely hard cock.

The gryphon roared as he pushed Louise against the floor, forced her into all fours as he came over her. David knew he never could have fought the gryphon, he never would be able to stop what was happening, even worse, as the gryphon rubbed his cock against Louise's back, he felt jealous of her, he bit his lips looking at the delicious red cock and tried to imagine how it would feel inside of him.

Louise was lost in mindless lust, filled with greedy desire, hungry for the gryphon. Nothing mattered except to be filled by his hot seed.

There were few preliminaries. The need was too demanding. The gryphon's cock plunged inside her, forcing its way past her already wet labia, stretching her with feral strokes as his wings flared open, his beak closed around her shoulder, holding her in place. Louise couldn't contain her screams of pleasure or her own shivering hips. She worked her cunt against the thick gryphon cock thrusting in and out of her vagina. Her legs were quivering, her back arched, and her mind dominated by that primal desire to mate.

The gryphon's long cock thrust hard and deep inside the tight channel of her cunt. He covered her body, pressed her down in bestial lust, wishing nothing more than to breed her. Louise's eyes widened, as debauched sensations began to erupt inside her.

Her clitoris was taken by bursts of ecstasy as her vagina tightened around the gryphon's cock, bliss erupted inside her mind. The jolting pleasure tore through her, tightening her muscles as waves of lust crashed throughout her body. She screamed like a wild animal as the lightning strokes of the orgasm tore her apart.

She couldn't fight the pleasure spreading from her womb. His cock filled her as it surged through swollen tissue, but the bite of pain did little to cool the violent arousal that defied any reason.

Despite the echoes of the orgasm that still rippled over her body, she needed more. The gryphon roared at her shoulder, his paws holding her close. The hot shaft of hardened flesh dragged past the gripping muscles of her cunt, only to return in a hard stroke of brutal pleasure.

The gryphon growled possessively, claiming her.

His cock thrust into her greedy, clenching cunt with mindless fervor. The smooth hard strokes kept her body clamoring for more as the lust and debauched desires intensified, grew; growing into such a conflagration she was reduced to a mindless state. And with each stroke, felt the hard, enlarged knot beating against the entrance of her pussy.

Her thighs tensed, the muscles of her cunt involuntarily tightening against the red shaft, feeling the thick veins, the throb of blood, the hard pulse that beat beneath the engorged flesh, as the knot forced its way inside of her.

Louise could feel his cock battering at the entrance to her womb, stroking her higher, filling her, driving her farther into the ruthless maelstrom of animalistic lust. When her orgasm came, her womb tightened, her pussy squeezed around his cock until she could feel every inch of it pressing inside of her. She tried to scream when she felt the orgasm, but there was no breath for sound. The agonizing brightness of pleasure that drowned every other sensation. Her body throbbed in a frenzied orgasm as she tightened further. With animalistic growls sounding in her ear as his cock swelled, another smaller orgasm ripped through her body followed by the first spurt of his hot seed inside her quaking womb. His cock was throbbing hard, the beat of blood vibrating through her over-stretched muscles as his cock jerked inside her, spilling the thick, rich semen that seemed to soak into every cell it touched.

His hips jerked, his cock straining to thrust inside her farther as they both cried out at the pleasure/pain of it.

“Goddess, yes," she groaned, as the gryphon roared victorious.

The knot pulsed, engorged, pushing her into another series of rapid blasts of wild bliss as yet more of his cum surged inside her womb. Not a single drop of his precious seed would be wasted. She could nearly feel her womb budding with all the seed, giving her a small belly as it sucked each drop of that potent and strong bestial seed inside it.

The sharp head of his cock was buried against her cervix, each time her own hips shuddered, she could feel the swollen head moving against it. Each ejaculation drenching her womb.

Minutes, hours later, the gryphon remained locked tight inside of her, the glorious glow of her body easing slowly, being replaced by a sweaty exhaustion. He laid on his side, pulling her against his warm body, his head dropped against her shoulder. His damp fur caressed her back as his heaving chest rasped against her. For the first time in years, Louise felt her body ease.

David helped her dress and carried her to his room hours later. Louise was limp, exhausted in his arms. As he undressed her and tucked her in the bed, he laid himself to sleep on a small pillow that had been put at the side of the bed and just stared at her.

She was sleeping deeply, so deeply that the move had barely disturbed her. He smiled slowly. After years filled with anger and vices, he now had found his place.