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The Consultant, Introduction By Fun Guy Ron (Jacquie) This story is dedicated to Tafod Arian. A man very like the consultant. I knew him for an all too brief time, but then lost contact with. The Consultant, Chapter 1 It all started out when a big communications company was considering acquiring the software firm I worked for. They sent out a few consultants who looked at the way we did business. I remember thinking that they probably wanted to know if they could use our services. I was thinking of being used in the business sense but little did I know what was really in store for me. The day the consultants arrived we were all very nervous. Our company was relatively good sized but that was nothing compared to the corporate giant that we would soon be part of. We knew things would change with the new regime and we were all worried about our jobs. I was surprised when our president introduced only one consultant, you. True, you looked like you knew what you were doing, but how could one guy figure out in a week exactly what our company did and figure out what that was worth in dollars? I took a close look at you, wondering what your plan was. You were tall and well built, very handsome, perhaps forty. As you spoke the confidence in your voice was apparent. You were used to being in charge. I could tell when you looked directly at me for a moment that you had a rare confidence about yourself. I quickly averted my eyes till you looked at someone else. For I on the other hand did not have that sort of confidence. In fact, if the truth be told I have always secretly admired confident strong men and wondered what it would be like to be on their arm or even in bed with them. Not as two men, but with me as a woman, enjoying the company of a strong and dominant lover. I have always had submissive fantasies and thoughts of dressing and acting like a woman although I never acted upon them. Instead, I got married to a pretty, though rather shy girl and lived my life without entering the exciting world that I often fantasized about. I contented myself with going to work early and downloading stories from the Internet and reading them before my coworkers arrived. Those stories turned me on immensely while I rubbed my four inch dick while wearing the one pair of panties I kept hidden in my desk drawer. I would then clean myself up and promise not do it again, knowing all the while that the next time she left for a few hours and I had the house to myself I would fire up the computer and remove my panties from their hiding place in my desk drawer and dive into my fantasies again. When I fantasized about being a girl I thought of myself as "Jacquie." Jacquie was my feminine alter ego who was gorgeous and sexy and wanted by all men. Jacquie was also a slut who would take on groups of men and be ready for more. Alas Jacquie was only a fantasy, I had chatted with men on the net using that name but that was as close as Jacquie came to seeing the light of day. I was and always would be Ron, a slim shy fellow who didn't make waves, at that's what I was before I met you. All this went through my head as I watched you speak. I am not sure if it was your confidence, your strong looking body, or the thoughts of me wearing panties, but something about the situation turned me on. I felt my little dick stir as I watched you speak. You gazed at me a few more times during your talk and each time you looked at me I almost came without even touching myself. Thankfully your talk ended and I was able to escape without anyone noticing my state. I have always been ashamed of my little cock but for once I was glad it was small. At least no one noticed the little bulge as I moved back to my desk. You spent the rest of day in our office but I didn't run into you again. When the work day ended I drove home still thinking of the strong powerful man I had met that day. I fantasized about doing exciting things with you. I pictured myself on my knees in front of you at your desk while you interviewed me. I thought about what you might make me do to keep my job. The vision was so powerful that I had to pull over and park so I could relieve my incredible horniness without causing a wreck. I slid my hand inside my pants and found my briefs soaked with precum. I ran my fingers slowly over the head of my cock and immediately my legs began to squirm as I wriggled in ecstasy. I was cumming like a bitch in heat thinking of him. I took a few minutes to compose myself and then resumed my drive home. This was nuts, what did I know about you? Besides, you could cost me my job. If you had any inkling of what I was thinking you would find a reason to get rid of me. You were a manly man and surely would be disgusted by the love-sick thoughts of a sissy like me. The Consultant, Chapter 2 When I arrived home my wife Kathy greeted me with a warm smile. I realized she was the one true constant in my life. I was suddenly even more ashamed of the thoughts I was having. We talked about my day at the office and I told her how I worried I was about losing my job. She started massaging my neck and then began kissing my neck. Soon the kisses grew more passionate and soon she was stripping off my clothes. I had to run for the bathroom before she could find my cum soaked briefs. That night she tried to initiate sex again but my tired cock wasn't up to it. Our sex lives had never been fiery, and I always feared that my little cock was not enough for her, but she never complained. I was lucky she was a virgin when we married so she never knew what she was missing. The next few days at work went by painfully slowly. I didn't have any dealings with you and I didn't catch more than a glimpse of you as you moved in and out of offices belonging to high level managers. I did see your black Jaguar parked in front of our building each morning when I arrived and then again when I went home at night. I noticed the car had local plates and was not a rental. I also noticed that you parked in our company president's usual spot. Your incredible audacity in assuming the parking space of our president both frightened and intrigued me. That combined with the fact that you lived in the local area just heightened the fascination I had with you. It was early that morning when I ran into you on my way to the copy machine. You were with several managers when we passed each other in the hallway. You strode by confidently in a dark black suit without giving me a second glance. I was disappointed at your lack of interest in me. But then who was I but a minor employee in a company that would soon cease to exist? Hours later my boss called me into his office. He said you wished to see me later that day. My boss was very concerned and several times coached me on what was appropriate to discuss and was not. He finished by saying that I had better not mess things up because the merger might depend on me. I was on pins and needles till my meeting with you. You started by asking some tedious questions about my work. You gazed at me intently while I answered each in turn to the best of my knowledge. I was totally intimidated by you for so many reasons. You had power over me at more than one level, I knew that and so did you. I could tell by the slightly amused look you gave me as I stammered through answering your questions, you knew how I felt about you and how I both longed for and feared you. After some time you asked me if I ever used the Internet at work. I said that our company policy was that it was OK to surf occasionally, as long as it was kept to short periods. You looked at me for a moment and then said "I didn't ask you that, my question was do YOU ever surf the Internet while at work?" I stumbled through an apology and then answered "yes." You then asked what sorts of sites I visited. I was really getting uncomfortable now. I mumbled something about mostly sports, news, and that sort of thing. He said in inquisitive tone "oh really?" and then looked at me intently and I felt myself begin to panic. You then asked "any other sites?" I tried to play it cool though I knew this was going badly. I said "that's pretty much it." You then asked if I knew that the company kept records of exactly what sites their employees visited. I told you that I did not. You asked "is there anything else you want to tell me, Jacquie?" The way you put special emphasis on the name Jacquie left no doubt, none whatsoever, that you knew exactly what I had been trying to hide for 10 years. My secret fantasies were about to be exposed and I would be fired to boot. I could not look at you. I just lowered my head and a rush of tears flooded my eyes. You looked at me and said this doesn't have to turn out badly for you. Pull yourself together and do exactly as I say. I will drop by your house at 7 PM, not a minute earlier, not a minute later, Be ready at that time. I have a photo of your wife here. She is very lovely. Have her dress in her sluttiest outfit, do you understand me Jacquie? I didn't understand, but I just nodded my head. I didn't have a clue about what you wanted and I certainly didn't know how to explain to my wife about dressing sexy for a stranger. None of this made sense to me. You dismissed me and called me Jacquie again, I realized that you had never called me by my real name, Ron, during the interview. As I left you said, "oh and Jacquie, bring me a cup of coffee, I take it black." I wanted to argue that a secretary should do that for you or better yet that you get it yourself, but I knew that would not be wise. I fetched you the coffee and you began to drink it without a word, never acknowledging my presence. I waited a moment and then walked out, my head still spinning. The Consultant, Chapter 3 I didn't know how to tell Kathy so I told her the truth, well mostly. I didn't tell her about visiting sites containing transgender fantasies, but I did say that I was in trouble and that I needed her help. When I told her that she needed to dress at her sexiest she didn't object, in fact while she dressed I can tell that her nipples are hard. She never said a word but I could tell that she was excited. I could tell by the hardness of her nipples. The extra sway of her hips as she walked around the room. I asked her to pick out something sexy and she went to her closet and pulled out a little black spandex miniskirt. It was incredibly tight and short. It molded perfectly to her ass. She put on no panties, just a pair of black seamed stocking and black garters. Her heels were spiked and at least three or four inches long. She painted her toes a deep red so they stood out of her heels, showing even through the black hose. She put on a white sheer tube top which did nothing to hide her breasts. It was as if they were on display. The mounds were outlined perfectly and clearly visible through the sheer flimsy fabric. She put on very hot red lipstick to match her toenails and she painted her fingernails that same blazing color. Her pouty lips quivered slightly as she put on all her makeup. It is clear that she was spending a lot of time to look her sexiest. We then sat down and waited for you to arrive. It was at precisely 7 PM that you arrived at our home. I saw the black Jaguar pull up and watched as you got out and walked towards the house. I had decided to throw myself at your mercy and offer you all the money I could spare to avoid having my life wrecked. When you saw me walk towards you at our porch you stopped and asked if my wife was ready. I said, "She is but I have a different offer for you. I have $14,000 saved, it is all I have. It is yours if you forget this and leave right now." You laughed and said "Jacquie, Jacquie, Jacquie, such an innocent little slut. You have no clue as to what I have planned for you." You then put one hand on the back of my head and slide the index finger of the other into my mouth. My lips involuntarily part and your finger begins to slide in and out of my mouth. I find my face being fucked by your finger right there on my front porch. My breath comes in short gasps as I try to control my excitement. You abruptly stop and release me. You then walk into my home. When you see Kathy you take her in your arms and kiss her full on the lips. Your hands move down to cup her hot ass cheeks through her slutty dress. You let your hands roam over her body and let her go. Your eyes move up and down her body gazing approvingly at her outfit. After you have kissed her she is surprised and confused about what to do. Her eyes meet mine for a moment and then you look at me as well. You say "Jacquie, get me a drink and fix yourself one as well. You will have a pink lady. I think I remember reading about how you like those, didn't I? Oh, and slip into something a bit more comfortable. Why not put on the little peach outfit you keep hidden behind the loose board in the reading room? Hurry back Jacquie, I will be getting to know Kathy while you are gone." I look at you hoping for mercy. Wanting to crawl under a rock. But there is no escape. I am trapped and I know it. As I turn to go into the kitchen I see you grope Kathy's ass as she walks ahead of you. She shudders and tries to move away but you hands roams over her ass despite her feeble protests. I hear you talking to her but can't quite make out the words. I listen for a moment from the other room until you say "Jacquie, are you dressed yet?" I know you were aware of me lingering and I hustle to get the drinks and change. When I return I am carrying my sissy drink and your manly drink and I wearing a peach baby-doll nighty and panties. Kathy is shocked at my appearance but you don't give her a chance to think. You tell her that you and she are going out dancing. I protest and you punch me in the stomach. As I am bent over and gasping for breath you take a pair of cuffs out of your briefcase and put my hands through the wood on my heavy mahogany couch. You then cuff me to it. I am unable to move the heavy couch and am forced to remain on my knees. You tell Kathy to remove your pants and she stares at me and then you, wondering what to do. You tell her things will go easier on me if she does. She still hesitates and so you pull out your cane and slap my ass a few times. I whimper and begin to cry. Kathy falls to her knees and takes off your pants. Your cock is huge and is nicely outlined in your briefs. You have her remove your underwear and she slides if off slowly. Your cock sticks out towards her and nearly pokes her in the face. You tell her to fetch my credit cards because you are about to take her out for a night on the town, courtesy of Jacquie. While Kathy is out of the room looking for the credit cards you sit down beside me with a nasty smile. I look up at you with fear in my eyes. Although I am kneeling uncomfortably with my hands cuffed through the mahogany arm of couch I can still move a little. You are still naked below the waist after having made Kathy remove your underwear. "Spread your legs," you order brusquely. I am so frightened that you I not hesitate but separate my thighs until I am kneeling on widely spread thighs. As you look into my eyes you reach down and cup my balls, squeezing until I gasp with pain. You can see the tears of anguish gathering in the corners of my cloudy eyes. You smile down at my scared face and I look up fearfully. Your smile becomes a little nastier as you caress my balls, moving up to my little prick which, despite myself has stiffened under your attention. As you grin down at me, you begin to steadily toy with my prick enjoying my fear. You continue to stroke me until I begin to gasp and then you slow up. Stimulating me has made your prick begin to stiffen and it is now semi-hard. "Open your cock sucking lips, sissy," you order bluntly. I shake my head in horror. Without hesitating you slap me hard across the face with your open hand. I begin to cry quietly. "Now, open your lips or I will really hurt you," you say with some menace. Despite myself, my red lips reluctantly open and you feed your half-stiff prick between them and into the reluctantly welcoming warmth of my mouth. "Now, get sucking and do it properly if you don't want to get hurt," you say and I begin to reluctantly suck you off. I am gagging on your huge cock and laboring under the fear that Kathy will return at any moment. Despite my humiliation I try to bring you off quickly hoping to finish before she returns. Your prick rapidly hardens under my attention and, putting one hand at the back of my head and using it to control me, you begin to slowly and deliberately fuck my mouth at the same time reaching for my stiff little prick and starting to stroke me again. You know that Kathy will be down soon and you make no effort to prolong matters but steadily speed up until my gasping breath around your prick tells you that I have cum in my panties. Your prick is now stiff between my soft wet lips and the regular sucking together with the brushing of the tip of your stiff organ on my palate rapidly brings you to a hot climax. I can feel the huge load flood my mouth. I try to avoid swallowing but your hand is firmly on the back of my head forcing me to take it all. You enjoy the fear in my wide eyes as you watch my throat jerking convulsively as I swallow your cum. Your prick begins to soften as you slowly withdraw it smiling down at me as you do so. "Did you enjoy that, you little cock sucker?" you ask maliciously? I continue to gulp, trying to swallow your cum but a thin trickle of white runs from the corner of my mouth and is the first thing Kathy sees as she hurries in with my credit card. "Oh, my God!!" she gasps, looking at my blushing face. "Pick up my shorts and bring them over here," you order her and she tip-taps over on her high heels her cute bottom twitching from side to side sexily as she walks carrying your underwear in her little hand. Her eyes are wide as she wonders what is going to happen. You tell me to open my mouth but I do not. You slap you across the face with your open hand and I begin to whimper again. This time when you tell me to open my mouth I do it immediately. You look at Kathy, "Now, darling," you say nastily, "push my shorts into your husband's mouth. If you don't I will really hurt him" With a look of repugnance on her face she forces your underwear into my mouth and you then put a piece of tape over my lips. Your underwear is trapped and held in my mouth. It smells masculine and tastes cottony in my mouth. I gag a bit and then begin to get used to it. You look with pleasure at it bulging my cheeks and enjoy the fear in my staring eyes. You slip your trousers on and take the credit card from Kathy. You spin her so that she is in your arms with her back against you and slip your hands under her arms and cup her full breasts through her thin tube-top. You can sense her reluctance at allowing herself to be molested in front of her helpless husband but you can also smell her excitement. As you casually feel my wife's pretty tits you look down at me, still with a trail of my cum running down my chin. "Don't expect Kathy and me back for a while, sissy," you say with a smile as you squeeze and mold the firm flesh of my wife's tits, "we may go on to a club after dinner and dancing. We will see you later." As the door shuts I kneel in my panties with your underwear bunched up in my mouth and your cum running down my chin wondering what the two of you will do while you are out and what will happen when you return The Consultant, Chapter 4 The two of you return very late. I had been trying to sleep on the floor while waiting, but it is uncomfortable and I am very worried. My tired eyes struggle to focus as I see you walk in with your hands possessively roaming over Kathy's barely dressed body. You remove the handcuffs and order me to fetch you coffee. I want to run away but I don't want to leave Kathy with you. I decide to make you coffee and bide my time waiting for a better chance to escape. I return with the coffee. You order me to kneel before Kathy's spread legs. You tell me to look up her skirt and stare at her cunt. I can't and instead lower my eyes. You tell me again this time more firmly. Still I cannot, my shame is too great. You slap my face and tell me that a sissy must always obey his master and that I will learn my place one way or another. You slap me again and even more firmly tell me to look up into Kathy's cunt. I do so with a look of resignation. You put your hand on her thighs making her spread them even more. Your hand goes to her cunt spreading the lips a bit so I can see inside. As you do so a load of cum drips slowly from her pussy. You dip your finger inside and it emerges covered in cum. You tell me to open my sissy mouth and I begin to cry. I know what is coming next. I just can't do it. You slap me again and my shoulders sag as I began to really cry in great heaving sobs. Kathy looks at me with disgust in her eyes. You wipe your finger on my lips and force your finger inside. When you pull it out it is clean. You walk to your cane and begin to speak on the role of a sissy. You talk about how important obedience is and how I need to develop that trait if I wish to survive. You grab me by the hair and bend me over the sofa so that I am on all fours with my panty clad ass exposed. You slap me several times with the cane until my butt is red and I am crying like a baby. Kathy seems more disgusted than worried about me. The level of my shame seems to be dawning on her. You cane me several more times and then ask if I will be obedient now. I cannot answer verbally because my body is racked with sobs, but I nod my head. You dip your finger slowly into my wife's cunt again and then say "sissy open your mouth and suck the cum off my finger." I open it hesitantly and then you fuck my mouth with it. My sissy red lips glisten as the cum coats them like lip gloss. My stomach churns at the shame of what I am doing but I know I must obey. When your finger is completely clean you tell me to eat Kathy's cunt while you have her account the story of your night on the town. I am totally defeated at this point and bend forward to complete my task. My eyes water at the incredibly powerful aroma of cum as I get closer to her spunk filled cunt. You push my head forward and force my head into her bush. My face is covered with cum and I begin to lick. As I do so I hear Kathy describe the evening in a breathless voice. She recounts how you took a taxi to a dance club. In the taxi you felt her up boldly in plain view of the driver. She explains how you nearly crashed several times because the driver spent more time looking in the mirror than he did watching the road. She tells how you lowered her tube top to expose her breasts and made her spread her legs wide to show her cunt. Once at the club you tip the driver by letting her feel Kathy's breasts and you tell him that if he is back to pick you up in four hours you may just give him a bigger tip. As Kathy tells this part of the story her body is wracked by a huge orgasm and her thighs clamp tightly around my neck. She halts for a moment and then begins again. She tells how you used my credit card to buy drinks and then you began dancing. While on the floor you felt her ass and breasts without regard to anyone watching. You danced closely and she could feel your big prick against her things. After a while you left the dance floor and moved to a quiet area but continued to slow dance. You lifted her skirt so that her cunt was bare and had her open your zipper and slide your cock into her. Right there in a dark corner of the club. She is so excited by the sheer humiliation of your control over her that she cums in a series of massive shuddering explosions. You cum inside her at the same time. After you break apart she tells you she must use the toilet to clean herself up and you tell her not as you like having your cum drip from between her legs, plus you want to give Jacquie a tasty treat when you return. As you say that you slide your finger into her dripping cunt again and she starts to cum again. As she recounts the story of how you fingered her she begins to shudder again with another huge orgasm. My shame is complete. I am eating her cum filled cunt as she recounts how she came several times in a bar mainly because of the thought of cuckolding me and thinking of the shame it would cause me to eat her cum filled cunt afterwards. As Kathy tells her story you reach down my nighty covered back and over my panty clad buttocks and finally around to my little cock. There you discover an even deeper shame. My little cock is hard. You interrupt Kathy saying she can finish the story later. You tell me to keep eating her cunt and then say "Kathy look at your sissy husbands prick. The tiny thing is hard as a rock." Kathy bends down to look at it. She says that is the biggest and hardest she has ever seen it. You laugh at the pitiful size and Kathy is torn between pity and total disgust for me. Then my shame gets even deeper. As you mock me I cum. My cock twitches without being touched and my peach colored panties are clearly and obviously stained with sticky cum. You both notice and deride me further. You tell me that as part of my training that I must observe how a real man makes love to a woman. Then you say that what applies to me is not necessarily how the man makes love to her but how she pleases him. I look at you in a confused way and then you clarify things. You say that I am a sissy wimp who will never be allowed the privilege of entering my wife's cunt again, except with my tongue, and then only to clean out your cum. You say the real lesson for me will be how to please a man by sucking his cock and taking it in my sweet sissy ass. You words rain down on me like blows. I cannot believe what I am hearing and neither can Kathy. She looks at me, not with sympathy but with the beginnings of loathing and total disgust for the sissy wimp she has married. While you speak to her your hands freely roam over her body and she does nothing to stop you. I am so caught up in my shame and self loathing that even I have begun to accept your openly fondling her breasts without a word. You snap your fingers and then tell me that whenever you snap your fingers and point at the ground before you it is the sign for me to kneel in front of you and remove your pants. You then explain that whenever you fuck my wife I will prepare you first by sucking your cock and that if commanded to do so I will even guide your cock into her pussy. I protest saying I just cannot do that and you slap my face a few more times. You ask if I am ready to obey and I whimper and nod my head. You say "suck me sissy cock sucker, get me nice and hard for your wife. I take the big head of your cock into my mouth and softly begin to suck. Kathy watches me intently amazed by my compliance. I gag as your big cock moves between my lips and then slowly adjust to its size. You grab my hair and use my mouth like a pussy. Soon you are hard and begin to swell in my mouth. You take your cock out and order me to stroke it softy. I take it in my hand and slowly toss you off. While I do that you grab my hair forcing me to look directly into your eyes. You ask me if I mind having you fuck my wife. I mumble that I hate it. You draw back your hand to slap me and ask again. I am terrified and stop wanking you. You slap me and say "when I give you and order follow it. Don't stop playing with my cock till I tell you to, understand sissy?" I nod my head and begin to cry. You say "I want a yes or no answer sissy and call me sir each and every time you address me, understand sissy? I say yes sir" and you are satisfied. You then ask again. "Do you mind me fucking your wife?" I say no sir". You then tell me to beg you to fuck her and show her what a real man can do for her. I finally give up and begin to beg. You tell Kathy to listen closely and to look at the expression on my face. You ask her if anything but a total sissy cock sucker could ever kneel in a baby-doll nighty and beg another man to fuck her husband after sucking his cock to hardness. I am crying from humiliation and to my horror my panties are tenting because of the hardness of my little cock. You don't fail to notice that and of course point it out to Kathy who is beginning to understand exactly the depths of sissy-hood I have fallen into. You then say that I must remain kneeling at the foot of the bed while you show me how a real man fucks a woman and more importantly how a woman pleases a man. You then put Kathy on the bed and fuck her long and hard and deep. She is moaning and squealing with desire and is clearly loving every minute of it. I kneel watching at once excited and scared but powerless and afraid to stop you. Even though I am crushed and hurt by Kathy's betrayal I slip my hand inside my panties and play with my hard little cock. Kathy wraps her thighs around your ass as you pump in and out of her. You see me with my hand inside my panties and put your hand on Kathy's face and turn her to look at me. I am in a trance from watching you fuck her and can't stop myself. As you both watch me I am furiously wanking myself and cum in my panties because of the incredible excitement which accompanies my humiliation. Kathy sees what I am doing and it only adds to her excitement. She is cumming with a huge shuddering orgasm and so are you. As she cums you thrust deep inside of her and explode with a huge burst of cum filling her steaming cunt. You catch your breath and ask if I enjoyed myself. You snap your fingers and I forget to kneel before you. You grab your cane and have me bend over the bed and wack me three times on the ass. You tell me that every time I fail to obey my ass will be caned. You order me to thank you for my discipline and I say "thank you sir." You smile as you see the beginnings of my obedience. You then tell me I must clean Kathy of your cum and that I must do a very good job and act quickly because she might get pregnant otherwise. I move in quickly and begin to lick her. She is soaked in thick rich cum. The taste is incredibly powerful. I gag as I choke it down but I know I must work fast to avoid her pregnancy and to avoid being caned again. I lap up your cum from her spunk filled cunt. After I am through you snap your fingers once and signaling me to kneel before you again. This time I immediately respond. You put the cuffs back on me and I begin to whimper again. You remove my cum stained panties and of course show them to Kathy saying "this is what the sissy wimp did while watching us fuck. He really seemed to like it. I don't know what he likes more, sucking my cock or watching you suck and fuck me." You then order me to open my mouth. I reluctantly do so. You then turn the panties inside out so that the big cum stain is facing outward and put them into my mouth. You then tape them in place saying "once you learn to stop crying like a sissy baby I might let you sleep without a gag" The Consultant, Chapter 5 I wake after the first night you have spent in my home. You have slept with my wife while I have spent the night in a frilly peach nighty. My head is spinning and my stomach churns as I reflect on the shame of the previous night. There is also fear in me for what will come next. I have sunk so far, so quickly, I wonder what new humiliation I will be forced to endure today. My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of your voice as you call to me. You want some breakfast. I enter the bedroom and you give me directions on what to make. I am listening intently because I know what will happen if I fail to please you. But my mind is held by the scene before me. Kathy is lying on her back with her thighs lewdly spread. Your hand is resting casually on her breast. She is leaning into you slightly so that her head is resting on your chest. She looks freshly fucked. Her hand is under the covers, somewhere on your body. You see me looking at her hidden hand and say to her "slut, lift the covers so your sissy husband can see what you are doing with your hand." She lifts the covers while you both stare at me intently to observe my reaction. When her hand is revealed I see exactly what I feared and dreaded. It is gently stroking you hard cock. My eyes fall back to the ground and I ready to cry again. A single tear falls from my eyes. I am crushed but I try to be strong. You watch me with amusement and then say "Hurry with our breakfast sissy. We will need nourishment for the day ahead." I walk off in my frilly nighty, trying not to look like the sissy I am. When I enter the bedroom to bring you the meal, I find Kathy bent over with her head in your lap, sucking your big cock. She never sucks my cock. I am racked by jealousy and shame. I stand there for a moment until you motion me forward. I hand you a plate and Kathy a plate as well. You snap your fingers and point downwards into your lap. It is the signal for me to suck your cock. I balk a bit and you eye your belt saying "sissy Jacquie, do you want another go with the belt?" I bow my eyes and assume the position. I take your hard cock which is wet with Kathy's juices and begin to suck. Your cock is hard and warm in my mouth. As I suck, you and Kathy eat. I service you for quite some time until you and Kathy have both finished your meal. You then ask me if there is any remaining food and if I have eaten. I say yes, there is food remaining, but no I have not yet eaten. You tell me to prepare myself a plate and bring it back quickly. I hustle off with my sissy ass swaying in my nighty. When I return you have me assume the kneeling position before you again. You then ask me to look at Kathy's cunt and while I do so stroke your cock. I stroke your cock, which is very hard because of the sucking I have given you. You have not cum yet but I know that you are very close. You take bit of bacon in your hand and tell Kathy, "spread your legs more slut." Without a word she spreads her legs a bit more, wondering what you are planning. As I stare at her cunt, I notice a huge amount of cum in her pussy. Clearly you have fucked her at least once since I last cleaned her out. You take a strip of bacon and dip it into her cunt. You slide it up her slit and when you pull it out, it is covered with thick white cum. You then tell me to eat it. I begin to cry again. This time not just one tear, but a flood escapes me. You take the belt of the dresser and say you will not repeat yourself again. You remind me to keep wanking your stiff prick. Then you push the bacon strip to my lips. I open my mouth and slowly eat it, while continuing to wank you. Kathy is stunned by my submission. As I slowly chew you take another strip of bacon and slide it between Kathy's thighs until it too is covered with your cum. You repeat this several times until finally you dip a bacon strip into her cunt and it is clean, there is no cum left in her pussy. You stare at my plate and say "sissy, you look so disappointed that there is no cum left." I glare at you and start to eat with my right hand while wanking you with my left. You tell me not to eat, but to concentrate on wanking you instead. I work on your hard cock until I feel your pre-cum begin to cover my hands. You move a bit until your cock is sitting right in my plate of food. You then explode sending huge bursts of cum onto my breakfast. My eggs are nearly covered with thick rich cum. When you are done you say "Sissy Jacquie, don't let your food get cold." I stare at the food. I just can't eat it. I start to cry and decide I will just make a run for it. I get up to run and you catch me by the hand. My little wrist is trapped in your strong grip and I am bent over your lap. You slap my ass with the belt until I am crying like a baby. You do not let me go until I promise to be a good sissy and eat my breakfast properly. I then bend forward and begin to choke down the cum covered food until my plate is empty. After eating breakfast, you gave me my commands for the morning. You said that you, Kathy, and I would be going out to do a few things. We would be traveling by taxi. You had me call the taxi company that you and Kathy had used the night before. You wanted me to ask for the same driver. I made the call and you and Kathy listened to the words of the dispatcher as he spoke to me. When I asked about the driver who had made a pickup at our home the night before, the dispatcher knew the situation immediately. Evidently the driver had bragged to everyone he knew about what Kathy had done. I had to listen as he related the entire story back to me. The dispatcher went into graphic detail about how Kathy had flashed him and had him return a few hours later and sucked him. I wanted to cut him off but you gave me a stern look and whispered in my ear that I should instead encourage him. My stomach was churning but my little cock got hard as I listened. I said enough to keep him talking as he spat out the horrid details. While he spoke you slid your hand up my skirt and smiled. You had suspected that I was getting turned on again and now you knew. You smiled and took Kathy's hand and placed it on my cock. The look of revulsion told me she was thinking less and less of me. The dispatcher finished his story and said the driver had just come in to start his shift. You had me ask him to pick us up in an hour. You had Kathy dig out all my credit cards knowing that some of the things would cost a pretty penny and of course everything would be charged to my accounts. You commanded me to shave all my hair except that on my head. You told me that you would inspect me afterwards and I would receive a lash with the belt for every hair you found. I wanted to protest but I could tell from your voice that it would only hurt me more in the end. I walked to the shower with a look of resignation. I shaved and showered and then checked myself carefully for stray hairs. I desperately wanted to avoid another round with the belt. While I had showered you picked out a slutty outfit for Kathy. It was a red minidress which belonged to a young cousin of hers who had stayed with us the year before. As I entered the bedroom I got my first look at the outfit you had selected for Kathy. The dress had been tight and slinky on the teenager and was absolutely scandalous on Kathy. You had her wear extremely high heels and black seamed stockings and garters with no bra or panties. She really looked the part of the slut. The dress was tight and forced her breasts high. It had a daring neckline which showed her ample cleavage and the hemline was so high her ass cheeks were nearly hanging out even while she was just standing there. You inspected my body closely and I was relieved to see that I met your approval. You then handed me a pair of white satin panties, a white camisole, and a short tight pink dress. You told me to put them on. I protested and you slapped me. I started crying but I knew I had to make a stand. You were going to make me dress in public. I said no again and looked you right in the eye. You drew back and slapped me again twice, then pulled out the belt. I began to apologize and beg for mercy, but it was too late. You slid me over your knee and began to spank my naked ass roughly. I wept as the belt struck my sissy ass time after time. After you were done, you said, "put it on now sissy or you will really get it." I slid off your lap and silently put on the panties, bra, and then the dress. I then stood waiting for your next command. You told me to turn around slowly so you could look at my sissy body. You and Kathy looked me over and Kathy said "you know, he looks pretty good dressed that way. I can't believe how feminine he looks!" You seemed pleased by my appearance as well, but decided to add a bit more to my look. You had me put on white garters, beige hose, and white heels, and then told Kathy to make me up nicely and splash some girly perfume on me. I wanted to protest, but I my ass was still burning. I knew I had to obey or I might never be able to sit properly again. I went with Kathy and she made up my face. The worst part was the pink blush and the deep red lipstick. She was about to squirt some womanly perfume on me, but you stopped her and said, "find something a little girlier, she is just a little girl, you know." You then squeezed my ass through my dress, groping my ass freely and winked, saying "but you'll be an experienced woman soon Jacquie." I grimaced at what that comment meant, but before I could ask you had us heading for the taxi that had just pulled up. As we walk outside you force me to remove my wedding ring and then pocket it. You tell me that as a sissy and your slave I no longer have rights to my wife and those belong to you now. You say that it logically follows that I have no need for a ring and that it should rightfully belong to you. You may choose to sell it off or do whatever you please with it. I am crushed but you push me forwards towards the cab. I move tentatively in my heels, trying to keep my balance. You notice my plight and put you hand on my ass again. I wanted to squirm away from you but I knew I would either fall without your help or you might decide to spank me right there in front of my home, in full view of the neighbors and the taxi driver. I accepted your hand groping me and fondling my buttocks as we headed toward the taxi. The driver opened the door and smiled broadly at us. We sat down with you between Kathy and I in the back seat. You had one hand on Kathy's breast and the other on my thighs. The Consultant, Chapter 6 I am sitting in the back of the taxi with Kathy and you are between us. I immediately notice the eyes of the taxi driver on me. He of course remembers you and Kathy from the previous night but he knows nothing of me. As you sit down you casually put one arm around Kathy dropping your hand over to cup her breast. The other hand is high up on my thigh. The taxi driver smiles as he observes you in the rear view mirror. Neither Kathy or I protest, as we know that doing so would be a huge mistake. The taxi driver asks where we are going and you tell him that we have numerous stops. The first will be to a beauty shop. I don't recognize the address you give the driver, but it is one you have used before and are well acquainted with. The address is for a very special shop catering to a select clientele. It is managed by a couple who are major players in the BDSM scene. The "lady" of the couple is a dominatrix whose specialty is the sissification of males. It is said that she can take the average male and turn him into a groveling sissy in the course of a day. You don't have need for those particular services, preferring to do that job yourself. You take far too much pleasure in breaking a sissy and would never consider farming that job out. What you want from her is the changes she will make to my appearance. She has the connections required to obtain the hormones that will be needed for my transformation, plus she will make the changes in hairstyle, hair removal and etc. that you have planned. The other part of the couple is a huge black man. He is over two meters (6'6") tall and weighs a muscular 20 stone (280 pounds). He is dominant and is a renowned tattoo artist. As I sit with your hand on my thigh I am blissfully ignorant of our destination. Being totally unfamiliar with the address my immediate concern is your hand moving up my thigh and the lewd stare of the taxi driver as he watches me shift uncomfortably trying to maintain the balance of not offending you while preserving some dignity. I glance at your hand sliding inside Kathy's dress to play with her nipple. I tense a bit only to feel your other hand slide up my thigh and under my skirt. Your hand traces my freshly shaved sissy thighs making them shiver. The driver watches as you feel both of us up. Your hand cups my balls and you say "Jacquie, why don't you introduce yourself to the driver? You weren't with us when we met him yesterday." I blush in shame wondering what to do. I whisper "no" to you and you squeeze my balls and whisper back that saying no would be extremely unwise. I tell the driver in my most feminine voice that my name is Jacquie and ask how he is doing. He says that he is doing great and wishes all his passengers looked as good as Kathy and I. I blush and you tell me it is rude to receive a compliment without a thank you. I say thank you and the driver asks if I am as friendly as Kathy. I try to ignore him but you squeeze my balls a bit again and nod your head. I whisper yes and at the same time you spread my legs a bit and my skirt rises higher on my legs. Now the driver can clearly see that your hand is right on my crotch. I whisper a protest in your ear and you squeeze my balls more sharply this time and tell me you are tiring of my whining. You tell me one more act of disobedience of any kind will cause me to suffer dearly. You ask if I understand and I nod my head yes. You are so clever with your control of me that to the driver it appears that I am a slut who is enjoying the feel of your hand on my pussy. The driver asks how I am enjoying the ride and you tell him that I have something to ask him, but that I am very shy. The driver laughs and says "she really doesn't look like a shy one to me sir." You whisper a command to me and I swallow hard and say in my softest sissy voice "may I sit up front with you?" The driver laughs and says "sure you can sweetie. I am gonna love this." He pulls over and as he does so I quietly beg you to reconsider. I say "what if he finds out I am a man?" All you say is "You will have to make sure that doesn't happen, won't you?" Then your voice softens a bit and you say "If you please him properly, he will never know." I apprehensively move to the front seat and he pulls me close to him. Luckily he must drive so he has only one free hand. He grabs my hand and puts it right on his crotch. I quickly realize that the only way to keep him from groping me and discovering my secret is to begin to rub him through his pants. When I do so I discover he has a huge raging hardon. He starts to unbuckle his pants and puts my hand on his underwear. Now his cock is sticking right out of his pants. He grins at me and for the first time I notice that he is missing a few teeth. We stop at a red light and he pulls me close and kisses me. His hard lips press against mine and his insistent tongue slides into my mouth. His driving hand gropes my ass and I feel myself totally in his control. He kisses me long and hard fondling my ass cheeks until the honking horn behind us causes him to break his grip. As we begin to move again, he winks at me and adjusts the rear view mirror so I can see what is happening in the back. I am horrified to see that you have Kathy putting on a show masturbating for him. She is lewdly licking her fingers and then sliding them into her cunt as she finger fucks herself. You and I make eye contact and my eyes drop before your mocking gaze. The driver then takes his hand and puts it on the back of my head beginning to push my face into his lap. I know if I struggle too much the driver may discover my secret and I also know you will punish me as well. So, despite my anger at you with the show you are making Kathy give and all my misgivings I surrender to his grip and my mouth opens to accept his big cock. He is not a gentle man, preferring instead to use my hair to control me as he basically fucks my face. His cock moves in and out of my mouth as I gag on his big cock. He doesn't care. I am his fuck toy and I will be used like a common street whore. I try to please him by running my tongue up and down his thick hard shaft and by making my mouth soft and pliable for him. He thinks I am enjoying the experience but I am just trying to make it end as quickly as possible. We make a series of turns, all the while he keeps a handful of my hair in his hand using it to bend and move me to his will. We stop again, presumably for another red light and he stiffens and then explodes in my mouth, filling it with hot cum. He grips my head tightly forcing me to swallow the huge explosion. I am finally able to pull my head up only to see you and Kathy leaning forward to look down at me. We have arrived at our destination and you saw the last part of my blowjob as I sucked him to orgasm. You hand some money to the driver and he refuses it saying "I should be paying you. Jacquie is the best cock sucker on the planet. One more thing, here is my beeper number. Call me anytime. If I am on duty I'll be there as quick as I can. As long as you bring Jacquie and her magic mouth." He hands you a card with his beeper number as we move away from his cab. You watch me with a thoughtful eye as he says those words and notice me first blush and then catch a nearly imperceptible swell of my chest, perhaps with a hint of pride? Your mocking smile returns and you say "come on girls, we need to get inside." The driver pats my ass affectionately as I get out of the car and you order me to turn around and blow him a kiss. I want to protest but your hand is on my ass groping my cheeks and your grip tightens as you make the command. I turn and pout my lips into a kiss and blow it at the driver. He flashes me a nearly toothless grin and rubs his crotch with an exaggerated gesture. You look at me and notice that some of the drivers cum is dribbling of my chin. You scoop it up with a finger and then slide the finger into my mouth. You squeeze my ass cheeks again and I wordlessly open my mouth and suck it clean. Right there on the sidewalk just off a busy street. People are passing by but you make no effort to be quiet or hide your groping of me. You move your finger back and forth in my mouth and say "you are getting to be quite a good sucker, don't you think Jacquie?" I say nothing and you say "have you forgotten your lessons sissy? When I ask a question you will respond with yes sir, understand?" Your hand has moved from my ass to my balls and you squeeze them softly for effect. I know the message you are sending and softly say "yes sir." You have made your point to me and to Kathy as well. It is becoming apparent that I will follow your commands without question. I know that and Kathy does too. She is beginning to stop feeling sympathy for me and is now showing visible disgust at my lack of resistance. I am wearing pink satin panties as I type. Kathy is pretty tired so I don't anticipate having sex tonight. Of course if she does, I am always ready to please! I plan to wear the garters and hose I got on my sissy shopping trip plus pink satin panties with no camisole as I have not laundered the ones I have. I discussed a bit shaving my legs with Kathy. It was in a joking manner which is always the best way with her. She did not seem for or against it. I have the sense it would be good to wait a bit so if that is OK I will wait for a more positive comment. I hope you like where the story is going. May I be so bold as to ask a question? I apologize in advance for being too forward. I was wondering what sort of climb you are doing. It sounds very interesting. I know from your first letters that you are very private and that I must earn any information beyond what you have already provided. So, I hope that I am not being disrespectful in asking. The Consultant, Chapter 7 As we enter the brick building where unbeknownst to me my transformation into Jacquie is to be accelerated, I am struck by the stark harshness of the building. It is clear that a strong and powerful person who cares little for the thoughts of his or her guests has selected the decor. There is no sitting room so guests are forced to stand in a small alcove as they await the arrival of the owners. There entrance is very impressive. A tall very fit looking female with an air of authority enters first. She is dressed in the black leather of a dominatrix and is accompanied by a huge black man wearing only a g-string. He is absolutely immense and his rippling muscles and shaved head strike fear into Jacquie. The pair are accompanied by two very attractive females who are wearing collars attached to leashes held by the woman. You walk up to the woman and hold a lengthy conversation in hushed tones. When you finish speaking to her you motion me over and tell me her name is Madame Clarissa and I must obey her implicitly or I will be severely punished. Madame Clarissa takes me to a dungeon like room where she orders me to strip and then chains me up in a standing position. Madame Clarissa asks you how long I have been on hormones. You say I have not yet begun to take them. She laughs and pointing at my little cock says "are you sure, his penis is so small it might as well be a clitty." You and Kathy laugh and are led to an adjoining room where Master Buck, the huge black man is preparing to tattoo her. After you leave, a slave begins to apply a lacquer like substance to my body while another begins to give me a pedicure. Madame Clarissa injects something into my cheek and then something else into my naked ass. I feel numerous pinpricks all over my body as she injects unknown substances into me. Soon my entire body save for my eyebrows and the hair on my head is covered with the lacquer like substance. The pedicure on my feet is done and the slave begins to paint my toenails a bright red color. She then moves to my hands and begins to give me a manicure. I want to protest but I cannot even move my mouth. My face is absolutely numb. Later I find out that Madame Clarissa has injected me with a local anesthetic which has numbed my mouth and lips. She then brings a huge needle to my lips and injects me again. This goes on for quite some time until you return with Kathy and Master Buck. Kathy is nude and her cunt is shaved smooth. She as a bandage on her upper thigh. I assume that she was cut during the shaving process. You tell her to spread her legs and she does so. The first thing I notice is that her cunt lips are pierced. Apparently this has made her cunt very sensitive as she orgasms right there in front of all of us as she shows me her freshly shaved and pierced cunt. She is ashamed and tries to cover herself but you order her to remain standing with her legs spread and her fingers holding her cunt open. I want to say something, anything, to protect her but my mouth is absolutely numb and nothing comes out. You order Kathy to tell me what is under the bandage on her upper thigh. I have assumed that it was a cut, but she tells me with downcast eyes that the word "slut" has been tattooed there. Again I want to scream in protest but I cannot as my mouth is numb. The lacquer like substance on my body is now dry and my toe- and fingernails are painted bright red. Madame Clarissa moves me to chair and again straps me down. She begins to work with my hair and for the first time I hear Master Buck speak. He asks if you want me to have makeup tattooed on my face. I shiver in fear and try to shake my head no. You look at me and say "I will leave that up to Jacquie. If she is cooperative we will save that for a later time. If she is stupid then by all means do that today." You then ask if I understand that any disobedience will result in my face being permanently tattooed with makeup. I try to nod my foggy head yes and you seem to understand. You then open your shirt and pull out a metallic red dragon pendant. It is very lovely. You hand it to Master Buck, who takes it into another room. I try to turn and look at what he is doing but Madame Clarissa roughly pulls my hair forcing me back into a position where she can work on my hair. She is putting it in tight rollers oblivious to my pain as she wraps my hair past the point of comfort. When Madame Clarissa is done she pours a solution on my hair and then pierces each ear in three spots. After each hole is made she slips in a stud and dabs the ear. Just then Master Buck returns and has me bend far forward over the chair. He then bunches up the panties I was wearing earlier and forces them into my mouth. The numbness in my mouth is beginning to wear off but it feels like I have a huge ball of cotton in there already. When the panties are in my mouth I feel Master Bucks strong hands hold me in place and I see you slide around behind me. Just then I feel an incredibly hot searing pain strike my ass. I pass out for a moment and when I come to I see you holding up the red hot dragon pendant you had given Master Buck. When you see me awaken you tell me that I have been branded with your symbol and that I am now your slave. The pain on my ass cheek and the smell of burnt flesh tells me that what you are saying is true. I have been branded just as cattle is and I am now your property. You remove the panties from my mouth and tell me that I will get a tattoo of the word sissy on my upper thigh next. I attempt to speak and to my surprise I can. My lips are incredibly swollen but my face is no longer numb. I ask what has happened to my mouth and Madame Clarissa says that she has added a bit of collagen to give me the cock sucking lips that a true sissy requires. I beg you not to tattoo me with the word sissy and you say "OK sissy. we'll just have Master Buck put the permanent makeup tattoo on you instead." I ask you to do neither and you tell me to choose one or the other. I realize my precarious position and decide that the word sissy is the lesser of the two evils. You tell me that it is not enough that I must choose. I must now beg you to have the word sissy tattooed on my thigh. I am then released from my bonds and forced to grovel and beg many times over and more loudly each time. You make me kiss first your feet, then Master Bucks, Madame Clarissa's, and even Kathy's. Even that is not enough for you. You have each person select the most degrading thing to do to me saying that my disobedience must be punished severely. Madame Clarissa spits on the floor and orders me to lick it up. I am forced to crawl to her and then clean the floor of her spit using my tongue. My shame is nearly unbearable. My tongue moves slowly out of my mouth and I lick the floor until the spittle she has deposited is gone. Master Buck slides his finger into his nose and digs deep. When it comes out a huge booger is at the tip. He makes me crawl to him and lick it clean. With tears in my eyes and my cheeks crimson with burning shame I crawl to him. I close my eyes swallow hard and then suck the booger off his finger. I cannot believe what is happening. My humiliation is so total and complete that I know I will never be the same again. You nod towards Kathy. She is torn between joining in and humiliating me and sparing me by giving me an easy task. You slide your hand over her bare cunt and she makes her choice. She says "I want the sissy to eat out Master Bucks ass while he fucks me." I am crushed. I know she has totally lost all respect for me now. You nod your head softly knowing that in less than a day you have accomplished a change in her so profound and deep that it can barely be comprehended. She has changed from the loyal and loving wife to giving me a command as sick and depraved as the leading BDSM couple in the country. At your command Kathy slides onto her back and spreads he legs. Master Buck pushes his big cock into my face as he pushes me to my knees. He says I am to prepare him for the fucking. I open my still sore mouth and lick and mouth his cock until it is huge and soaking wet with my spit. He climbs on top of Kathy and slides the huge member between her legs. You order me to put my face between his ass cheeks and begin to lick his crack. I thought I had reached the limits of my humiliation before but I feel myself sink another notch as my tongue explores his crack and moves towards the hole. I hear Kathy's screams and moans as he fucks her good and hard. She is telling him how she has never been fucked like this before and her words only deepen my shame. I am grateful that no one can see my face as I tongue his ass and breath in the strong musty scent. I nearly retch as I lick deeper and deeper into his hole. The overpowering humiliation seems to go on forever as he fucks her faster and faster and his ass slams against my mouth. Finally he cums and my ordeal is over. I slide my mouth away from his ass and kneel quietly in the corner. While I do so Kathy is in bliss as she has just had the fucking of her life. You then remind me that I must complete your command as well. You command me to climb between Kathy's legs and eat her pussy of every last drop of Master Bucks spunk. I climb between her legs and begin to lick her. Her cunt is open wide from his big cock and her pierced lips are splattered with cum. Her cunt is as smooth as a baby's bottom as it is freshly shaved. His cum is everywhere. It is thick and stringy and still very warm. I lick while Kathy puts her hand on the back of my head and forces my face and tongue deeper into her pussy. I eat her until her back arches and she stiffens in orgasm. She keeps pressing me deeper and deeper into her cunt until she is just grinding my face into her. My sore mouth is aching but I know if I feel the permanent tattoo of makeup on my face will scar me for life. After she has several orgasms she slides off me exhausted and finally you relent and have Master Buck put sissy on my thigh. Master Buck straps me into the chair and tattoos me with the word sissy right next to my little cock. While doing so he notices that I have cum in my panties. When he tells you, you all laugh and you mention that nothing seems to turn me on like humiliation. You all laugh and talk about what a sissy I am to enjoy being treated badly enough that I can cum without ever being touched. The tears well in my eyes but this is not the final humiliation. Master Buck then notices that my little sissy cock is hard again. This brings another wave of laughter and derision from you. Madame Clarissa removes the curlers and rinses my hair. Master Buck then bandages me and has me shower to remove the lacquer which is a hair removal substance. When I finish my shower I am amazed at how soft and smooth my skin is. When my shower is complete the slaves dress me in a tight little pink skirt and matching top with pink panties and camisole underneath. They have me put on white garters and hose and white heels. They put on some slutty makeup and my look is done. I am amazed at how feminine I look. My lips are extremely full and very pouty. Even without lipstick they are exactly what Madame Clarissa said they would be, made for cock sucking. And with the thick red lipstick they have applied, the look is even sluttier. I look at my hands and toes and notice the thick red color of the nail polish they have applied. I realize for the first time that I must get used to being a woman. The changes they have made will be hard to undo. Madame Clarissa perhaps sensing my thoughts, then says "wait a few weeks sissy. The hormones I injected you with will really start kicking in then. You will have bigger tits than your slutty wife in no time." The Consultant, Chapter 8 After the tattoo is complete and I am dressed in the pink outfit, you ask me what I think of Madame Clarissa's slaves. I comment that they are very attractive. You joke with me for a moment and for the first time I feel you are treating me like a man and perhaps even an equal. You get me to admit that I would love to have sex with either one of them. You then ask me which one I prefer. My sissy feelings then kick in and I know I cannot cheat on Kathy. I tell you this and you laugh saying that she has just been fucked by a black man right in front of me. You say that clearly she has no problem cheating on me. And furthermore, I have sucked the cocks of several men so cheating doesn't seem to bother me either. You ask Kathy if she would mind if I had a go with the slave and she says "no, knock yourself out sissy." Your argu