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How I Became a Cuckolded Sissy: Part 2
By willow619
"Now the preliminaries are over, and it's time for the
entertainment part of our evening!"
That was what Allie, my wife, said to me as I lay on the
bed after I had been fucked by our newly mutual lover,
Mike. I was dressed in pink panties, bra and slip, and a
floral sundress. A blonde wig with long curls was on my
head, completed the transformation.
Allie had found a magazine I'd left on the bedroom floor,
showing a transvestite being tortured and humiliated by a
couple. Although she had always known I liked to
crossdress, she had never paid any attention to that side
of me. Now she had had me dress up, and her lover of the
last year had fucked my face and ass.
Now, I was not sure what she meant by "entertainment", and
it scared me. My fears turned out to be justified.
Allie picked up my magazine she'd found earlier ("Sissy in
Peril" was its title). It showed a transvestite being
humiliated and tortured by a couple, and Allie had used it
as a spring from which to begin my own humiliation, and my
forced acceptance of Mike as her (and my) lover.
"Did you know that there is no video of this magazine?"
Allie asked. "That seems a shame! I think we should remedy
that! What do you think?"
I hesitated with my reply, and was rewarded with a slap
across my face by Allie. She then pulled me off the bed and
I lay on the floor on my back.
"Your only response to my questions is to be yes. Is that
clear?"
"Yes, mistress," I replied.
"Oh, there is no need to call me Mistress. Just call me
Allie. I think that way your humiliation will be clearer.
Not by a truly dominant woman will you be put down, but by
the woman to whom you were once betrothed, married, and
equal. You have fallen, willow, dear, and I don't think you
can get up again!"
I bowed my head. Allie ordered me up onto my knees and I
obeyed.
Mike got up from the bed, where he had been laying on his
side watching Allie and me with an amused grin on his face.
He reached into a gym bag I had not noticed before. He
brought out a set of cloth-lined cuffs, about two inches
wide, and connected by a chain. He cuffed my ankles
together.
I instinctively placed my hands behind me, waiting for
their bonds. But Allie ordered me to place my hands down at
my side.
Allie then picked up the "Sissy in Peril" magazine, and
opened it to a page she'd marked with a post-it note.
"Ah, yes. I see that the woman gets her ass licked by her
sissy slave. I think that should be the next act in our
video."
I hadn't forgotten the first scenes Allie had captured on
our video camera; I was certainly ready for the next
scenes.
Allie bent over a chair, and lifted her beautiful ass up.
Mike placed his hands under my arms and pulled me up till
my face met Allies ass. He then returned to activate the
video camera pointed at my face.
"Lick it, sissy willow," she ordered.
Of course, I did as I was commanded. Licking Allie's ass
was one of my favorite activities, one I never got enough
of. I put my tongue deep into her ass, and wiggled it in
there for a half minute. Then I slowly drew it back, and
lapped around her hole. Up and down her crack I went, over
and over. Then I licked circles around her hole, clockwise
and back again. As she thrust her ass back I began to put
my tongue into her hole, in and out, deeper and deeper.
After 15 minutes or so Allie tightened up her thigh muscles
and closed her butt cheek. She screamed with an orgasm.
She turned around, so she was facing forward in the chair.
Instinctively I placed my face into her pussy hair, hoping
to bring her to another orgasm. Instead of gaining access,
I was pushed away. Allie pushed so hard I was on my back
with my cuffed legs bent back under me.
Before I could move I felt Allie's foot on my balls.
Through my panties her shoe threatened to crush my
privates.
"Cunt!" she cried, leaning forward and increasing the
pressure on my balls. "I did not tell you to lick my pussy.
For that you will be punished!"
Allie snapped her fingers, and Mike lifted me to my knees
and brought my hands behind my back and cuffed them there.
I now knelt on my knees. My ankles were cuffed together,
and my hands were cuffed behind me. Then Allie put her hand
behind my head and pushed me down, so my forehead touched
the carpet while my ass pointed up.
"In your magazine the sissy gets spanked by a hairbrush
over his mistress's knee. I will not place you over my knee
- God knows what your little penis would do in contact with
my beautiful thighs. But we will apply the hairbrush my
sissy willow."
With my head still down I waited in anticipation of the
first swat from my wife. When it came it was so hard I
instinctively lifted my head up.
"Oh, no, dear willow." my wife said. "You will not lift up
during your training. Will you please hold her down, Mike?"
Mike came over and placed his hand on my neck. Roughly,
with no affection, he pushed my face down to the floor. He
leaned down and whispered: "This turns me on, dear willow.
Take this training, and I might give you more of what you
need."
Allie began smacking me with the hairbrush. Aided by Mike's
grip on my neck - and his promise of rewards to come - I
accepted 50 strokes with the back of the brush (I counted
to myself) with only minor screams, though I was sobbing
uncontrollably by the time Allie finished. Then she flipped
the brush over and began rubbing my tender butt with the
stiff bristles for several minutes as I cried with the
pain.
To my surprise - and horror - Allie laughed when she was
done. "That was not only for your unauthorized lunge at my
pussy, dear willow. That was also generally for being a
sissy. I love you, dear, but I hate the sissy in you. Yet
the sissy is so much a part of you that it will only be
that side of you I will see from now on. If it was only
hate I felt, you would be my ex-husband, exposed to his
family and friends as a sissy faggot. But because I love
you, I am willing to use these punishments to exorcize the
hate I feel and find a new venue for us to express our
love."
I opened my mouth to respond to this curious contradiction,
but hesitated because I did not know what to say. Allie
simply laughed. She uncuffed my hands and ankles, and
pushed me back so I lay flat on the floor.
She picked up my magazine, and opened to another page she'd
marked with a note. She bent over me, showing me the page
she's picked, she laughed and said, "I had trouble finding
these pages, willow. They were stuck together by your cum!"
The pages showed the transvestite with her cuffed hands
behind her, attached to a doorknob. But the part of the
picture which made me cum was that her nipples had clips
attached to them, with the clips tied to a chair in front
of her. In a succession of pictures the woman in the
magazine moved the chair back, stretching the nipples of
the poor transvestite.
I opened my mouth again, but this time Allie simply slapped
my face. I started to cry with the pain. Allie grabbed my
chin and lifted it up.
"Yes, my dear, cry now. Soon you will find a reason to cry,
but with nobody to hear you." With that she pushed my face
down to the floor. She the walked around my rear and
whispered into my ear. "Lift your ass, dear willow." I did.
Then Allie passed her foot over my ass. I responded to her
stocking-clad touch by raising my ass a bit further. The
next thing I knew Allie's foot came up hard and kicked my
nuts so hard I fell forward, gasping in pain.
She looked at Mike and turned her palm upward. Mike seized
me, and turned me over on my back.
Allie lifted my legs, then brought my hands behind my
thighs and recuffed them. I was on my back, with my knees
up and my hands cuffed behind them. Allie then went to
Mike. Kissing him, stroking him, rubbing her cunt against
his thighs. I looked stunned, I guess. Allie looked at me
and laughed.
"Poor willow. Are you jealous that I am getting Mike hard?"
And hard he was. That huge cock was stretching his briefs.
Allie reached in and stroked the cock, then pulled Mike's
briefs all the way down. She brought me Mike's underpants,
and held them to my nose.
I tried to turn my head, but Allie took my chin and turned
me to her. "Open up, dear willow! Smell and taste what a
real man is like."
I opened my mouth. Mike's underpants were shoved in. The
smell was wonderful, but the stretching of my jaw was
uncomfortable.
"That should keep you quiet, dear willow. And hard, I
guess." Allie reached down to my panties, and, of course,
my small cock was hard.
"Mike, please set up the bucket and hose," Allie said.
Mike went into the powder room connected to our bedroom,
and picked up a bucket from the floor. He tied a
clothesline-type rope to the handle and threw it over the
door between the two rooms. He walked the rope over to
Allie. Allie pointed to her dresser, and Mike brought her a
hanger, I recognized it as a skirt hanger, with two clamps
on the cross bar. Allie tied the rope from the bucket to
the hanger. My eyes must have doubled in size.
Allie noticed my eyes and laughed. "Oh yes, dear willow. I
imagine that, as a sissy, you've always wanted real tits
with huge nipples. Am I right?"
I nodded in silence.
"In fact, I bet you've used this hanger on your nipples
yourself, haven't you?"
I nodded yes.
"Well, let us see if we can take that a bit farther," Allie
laughed.
Allie pulled down my dress and bra so she could reach my
nipples. She attached the two clamps on the hanger to my
nipples. I screamed into Mike's underpants from the pain.
Allie simply tugged on the hanger, making the pain worse.
"I'm not sure these will hold, dear. Mike, please hand me
the plastic ties from my dresser."
Mike did so. They were the types of ties that can be
tightened, but cannot be released without being cut.
Electricians use them to tie bundles of wire, and you may
have seen the larger ones used by police as a substitute
for handcuffs.
Allie wrapped them around the clamps from the hangers and
pulled them tight. The pain in my nipples was almost
unbearable, and my tears flowed freely. Allie ignored them.
"Mike, test the line, please."
Mike pushed down on the bucket, and the line over the door
pulled mercilessly on the hanger attached so tightly to my
nipples. I was sobbing into the underpants stuffed in my
mouth.
"Now, dear willow," said Allie, "we are going to place a
hose into the bucket. The hose will be connected to the
faucet in the bathroom sink. As the water goes into the
bucket the weight on your nipples will increase. We will
see how big your tits can grow."
I shook my head back and forth quickly, hoping Allie would
take my "no" for an answer.
"Oh, don't worry willow. I have allowed for a release
before your nipples are ripped off your tits. Maybe."
"I will stop the water the second you cum in your panties.
And to help you do so I have a movie for you to watch.
Also, I will be stroking your little cock. Up. Then 10
seconds later down. Then 10 seconds later up. I hope that
the movie turns you on enough so that you cum soon, before
I have to search for your nipples after they've been ripped
off of you. Mike please start the movie."
Mike pushed the play button on our DVD player. A movie
called "Sissy Self Fuck" started. On the TV was a
transvestite dressed in nothing but hose and bra. She had
long red hair and enough makeup for a 15 year old girl's
pajama party. Her little cock was hard, and bounced as she
moved. She was sitting on a toilet, and in her hand was a
plumber's helper. She started taking the handle into her
mouth, sucking it like it was a real cock. Then she lowered
it to her ass, and started exploring her ass with the
handle.
At that point Mike turned on the water into the bucket. My
nipples started to stretch out, and the pain began. Allie
stroked my little cock. Up
The girl in the video pushed the handle up her ass. She and
I both tightened. My nipples stretched further. Allie
stroked me down.
The girl in the video started going up and down on the
plunger. The pain in my nipples was burning, and my tits
stuck out. Allie stroked me up.
In the video the girl was going up and down, up and down on
the handle of the tool. Allie stroked me down, and I
thought my nipples were about to come off.
The girl in the video sat down hard. The handle of the tool
- two feet long - disappeared into her ass. I couldn't
believe she could take it. Allie stroked me up and I came
like I'd never cum before.
Allie pulled the rope coming from the direction of the
bucket, loosening the pull on the hanger. She untied the
rope from the hanger, and Mike let the bucket down to the
floor. She then pointed to the dresser, and Mike handed her
some small sewing scissors. Allie cut the plastic ties from
the hanger's clamps. I sighed in relief.
But rather than gently release the clamps from my nipples,
Allie simply pulled the hanger as hard as she could,
ripping it from my nipples. I sat up with the pain, but
Allie pushed me back down. She pointed to the camera, and
Mike turned it off
Allie then uncuffed my hands. I lay on my back on the
floor, feeling the pain in my nipples, on my ass, and in my
jaw, where Mike's underpants still gagged me. I wondered
what would be my next humiliation.
Allie motioned to Mike, then to the bed. Mike lifted me
onto the bed. He kissed my ear, and started licking my
neck. Despite my pain, humiliation, and earlier orgasms, I
quickly got hard again.
"Excellent," said Allie. She had started the camera again,
and was focused on the tent in my panties. She then moved
the focus to my face.
Mike straddled my chest, and started stroking his cock. He
took his briefs out of my mouth. I tried to reach his cock
with my mouth, but with him on my chest I could not.
"Please, please Mike," I pleaded. "Let me suck it."
Mike ignored me. Allie then came over, and kissed Mike
deeply. She stroked his chest all over, chewed on his ear
gently, and grabbed his ass hard. Mike stiffened, and came.
His sperm landed on my face.
Mike laughed, and said, "See, I told I would give what you
needed."
Allie came around to my side, facing the camera. She used
her fingers to gather Mike's cum. She told me to look at
the camera and beg for it.
I looked at the camera and pleaded. "Please, please Allie.
Let me lick Mike's cum from your fingers."
"Are you my sissy husband?"
"Yes, dear Allie."
"Will you do whatever I want if I give you Mike's cum?"
"Yes, dear Allie."
"Then so be it, willow. Once you were my husband, now you
are a sissy slave who will do anything I dictate. And I
mean ANYTHING! Is that right, my dear little pantied
slave?"
I looked at the camera, knowing that another border had
been crossed, but said "Yes, Allie. I am your pantied sissy
husband, and I will do anything you ask."
Allie let me lick Mike's cum from her fingers. "Make
'yummie' noises for the camera, dear willow!"
I did.
Only later did I realize what Allie's definition of
"anything" entailed.
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