I descended the stairs, the aroma of breakfast filling the air. My wife sat at the table, her gaze fixed upon me. A familiar irritation flickered in her eyes as she held up my phone. "What's this 'spin the wheel' app?" she asked, her tone laced with curiosity. "And who is 'the wheel of G'?" I studied her face, trying to gauge her true feelings. A mix of annoyance and intrigue seemed to dance behind her eyes. I decided honesty was the best policy.

"It's just a game I played online with a woman," I admitted. "We had a good time." Despite our open relationship, I could see the surprise in her eyes. I'd managed to keep this little secret from her. "I'm not mad," she replied, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "But you do deserve a little punishment." She paused, considering. "I'll think of something."

By mid-morning, I received a link from her. It was a customized 'spin the wheel' game. She'd clearly studied mine and improved upon it. Six of the eight categories were already filled. "You can fill in the last two," she texted. "I've created the rest. We'll play three rounds today. My choices won't lead to a climax, so make yours count." I pondered for a moment, then filled in the blanks.

After I filled them in, the wheel looked like this: 1) Edge for an hour by slow jerking. Your wife watches via a video connection. 2) Put on your anal vibrator and cock cage for an hour. Your wife watches via a video connection. 3) Your wife jerks you off but you have to say stop in time so that your orgasm is ruined. 4) Your wife lies naked on the bed and satisfies herself. You jerk off but you have to edge three times first and then ruin your orgasm. 5) You jerk yourself off for 5 minutes, every time you are close to cumming, you are hit on your balls with a paddle. 6) You have to keep your cock cage on for the rest of the game. Your wife gets the key. 7) My wife gives me a blowjob and then she is taken anally. 8) I tie up my wife, also using the anal hook, and then I fuck her in her mouth.

My wife smiled, her gaze fixed on the spinning wheel. A sinister satisfaction gleamed in her eyes. Later, I would discover she had manipulated the odds, ensuring I would lose. "Time to spin," she purred. I pressed the button, my heart pounding. The wheel screeched to a halt on six. My cage. Her laughter echoed as she handed me the harness. I stripped, slipped inside, and locked it. "Make me lunch," she commanded, her voice dripping with malice. "You can spin again in an hour. Maybe you'll have better luck then."

After I had slaved over lunch, I returned exactly an hour later. “The food was delicious,” my wife said, “let’s see if I can reward you.” She pressed the button. I waited, heart pounding. Five. she smiled. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her retrieve the paddle from a toy box. I was ordered to stand before her, legs wide. She straddled me and sensually kissed my member until it hardened. The timer was set for five minutes. The rules were simple. I was to pleasure myself as quickly as possible. Each time I neared climax, I had to stop. Failure to do so would result in a strike on my balls. The five minutes began. Excitement made me stop almost immediately. The first strike came. I groaned. I continued. Within a minute, my second stop brought another painful strike. Relief washed over me when the timer sounded. I had stopped five times. “I’m so proud of you,” she said, softly stroking my sore testicles.

I caught my breath. The third and final round was scheduled for 9 pm. We'd shared drinks and laughter, but now it was time. Round three. Please, let this be it. The app whirred to life, the number 4 blinking. "Come on, love," my wife urged. "You can look." We climbed the stairs together. Upstairs, I was once more fitted with the cage. My wife is now lying naked on the bed with a dildo and a wand vibrator. I have to stand in front of the bed so I can see everything properly. My excitement is already at its peak. I can feel it in every part of me.

When she starts to play, I follow suit. Her gentle moan immediately ground me. I take a moment to rest, watching her move with such abandon. The dildo disappears inside her, and I see the wet gleam between her legs. My second edge is equally effortless. This is exhilarating. My wife, too, is aroused now, nearing her first climax. Round three is almost a formality. The drone of the wand vibrator grows louder, a steady beat in the background. Her breath quickens. My hand moves faster, anticipation building. But I know the rules. I must stop. As a trickle of fluid escapes, followed by a dull ache, I watch her body convulse in a violent climax. After she recovers, she hands me back the cage. "Good luck putting it on," she teases, "and sleep tight." I take another drink, trying to calm my nerves. Despite my excitement, I can't seem to shake it off. After two drinks, I finally drift off to sleep, slightly frustrated but still savoring the memory of my wife's pleasure.

I don't know how long I've been asleep when I wake up. My hands are bound to the bed with cuffs. My wife is wearing a sexy latex suit that reveals her most intimate parts.Still aroused," she murmured, freeing me. She settled on me, her core hovering above my face. Slowly, she descended, her voice a soft command: "Lick. I don't need to be told twice. My tongue darts out, seeking her. Her moans fill the room, a haunting melody. Her hands work magic, coaxing a response from me. A slickness builds between us. She lies back on the bed, panting, her eyes daring me. "Your punishment is over," she purrs. "Now, finish what you started. Empty yourself all over me. In a fit of rage, I let loose. Thick, sticky droplets of sperm cascade down her body, a cathartic release from the day’s frustrations. A fitting end of playing the wheel of (mis)fortune.

NOTE: If this tale has sparked your interest and you wish to play a game like this yourself, the named app is for real and it's called "Spin the Wheel". It's free to download.