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Looking down at her husband as he knelt at her feet on the floor of the
club, Sarah reflected on how she had come to be in this situation. She
had discovered her husband's dressing more than a year ago and although
it disturbed her, she genuinely loved her husband as a person and was
willing to try and understand. She was having trouble understanding
though.
For her, cross-dressers were men and women who felt uncomfortable with
the gender that they had been given and needed to live as the opposite
sex. However her husband Robert was not acting in that way as far as
she could see. He had persuaded her to go along with his dressing once
a month and they would play games with her acting as the mistress of
the house and him the maid. Sarah wasn't keen on these games. She took
little pleasure in seeing her husband powerless through feminization
and she couldn't understand why he craved that kind of humiliation.
Indeed as time went on and as Robert's monthly sessions became
fortnightly and then weekly things became worse as far as Sarah was
concerned. There was progressively less sex between Sarah and Robert
and more games between Sarah and 'Roberta'. Over the year they had
amassed quite a collection of whips, cuffs and floggers and the like.
It wasn't that Sarah was completely immune to the attractions of an S
and M relationship. Sarah had a trim body and full round breasts and
she would feel sexy and powerful as she pulled on whatever pair of
rubber panties or thigh high boots he had bought for her last and
looked at herself in the mirror. She would strike poses with the whip
and imagine having a group of naked young men at her feet before she
rang her little bell which meant the arrival of Robert in his maid's
uniform. Seeing him mince into the room dressed as a woman always
seemed to dampen her enthusiasm and the curses and orders she barked
out were learnt rather than felt.
And then there was the chastity thing that Robert had started where he
would have her lock his penis into a tube which didn't allow him to
have an erection. This meant that Robert got so turned on by the
whippings and orders that he begged Sarah to dish out to him he could
barely breathe in his corset. For Sarah it meant that the sessions went
on for longer and that her husband spent his time even more self
absorbed and focussed on his own pleasure.
Above all of this, the biggest problem by far for Sarah was the
underlying motivations for Robert's behaviour. Why did he associate
being dressed as a woman with vulnerability and humiliation? What did
that really mean about who he was as a person underneath? She had tried
to talk about these things to Robert, but he had taken her words as
sexy chit-chat, a different way for her to humiliate him. He seemed to
view everything through a kind of erotic haze. These worries had
combined over time and had started to erode the love that she had for
him to the point where she had thought about leaving. She was still
young.
Their weekly sessions together continued to become more and more
adventurous until Robert had persuaded her to take him to a fetish club
as her slave. She was very unsure of the idea and saw it as Robert
starting to persuade her to bring someone else into the relationship
but he had made it quite clear to her that he didn't want to get
anybody else involved, it was simply the idea of him at her feet
dressed in front of strangers that turned him on.
So it was that she found herself looking down at Robert at her feet on
the floor of the club whilst he gazed back up at her. His fantasy was
for her to put his arms into an elbow binder behind his back before she
lead him into the room by a leash attached to the thin collar padlocked
around his neck. The tight satin corset she had prized him into
accentuated the puffy arms and flared skirt of the fitted black satin
maid's dress he was wearing. Tonight he had chosen his favourite red-
brown curly wig and Sarah thought again about what a convincing woman
he made. Sometimes she told herself that that was the problem, Sarah
was no lesbian. 'Roberta' was trying to pout with his red lips around
the ball gag filling his mouth. He had said earlier that his plan was
for Sarah to take a drink and then for them to go home again.
Sarah had sat at a small table and as the waitress went to get her a
martini, she looked around at the other people in the club. There were
about 30 people, mostly couples. She noticed that mostly the women were
dom, although there were a couple of men with scantily clad females
either hanging onto their arms or kneeling attentively at their feet.
Sarah and Roberta were attracting a fair amount of attention. Whether
Sarah liked it or not, Roberta looked hot. However, it was difficult
not to notice Sarah in her tight leather trousers and thin white
blouse, thin enough to clearly draw attention to the red bra
underneath. Sarah's long wavy brown hair framed her pretty round face
very well and her full red lips finished off the picture perfectly. As
she saw heads turn in her direction, she started to relax and to breath
in the feeling of power that she felt.
Suddenly a rather fat middle aged man dressed from head to foot in
rubber crawled over and started to try to get near her shoes.
'Please mistress, would you whip me, just a little?'
Sarah tried to kicked him away but he lay there, obviously persuading
her to kick him some more.
'Will you just fuck off you old creep.' said Sarah. Roberta started to
grunt from beneath his gag, but with his arms pinned behind his back he
could do little else but remain motionless looking slightly confused.
Sarah looked down at him with disgust 'and you can shut up, it's not
like you're going to scare anybody off dressed like that!'
The man squirmed some more until an arm reached down to grab his collar
and dragged him away across the floor like a seal sliding down the
beach. Sarah looked up to see who had helped her and saw a tall blonde
woman a little older than herself dragging the man off. She finally
kicked him hard in the balls and left him doubled up on the floor.
'Yes do fuck off Gerald and stop bothering the nice lady.'
The woman was dressed in tight leather and carried a long crop. She had
a powerful muscular body and her face, although rather plain, bore a
smile which exuded confidence and control. Standing over Roberta she
smiled at Sarah and held out her hand.
'Jodie. I'm pleased to meet you.'
Sarah stood up and shook her hand 'Sarah, thanks for that, the old
creep wouldn't go away.'
'Oh that's just Gerald, you must be new. That's good, God knows we need
some fresh blood around here.'
Jodie's eyes turned down to Roberta who was gazing up the length of her
leather clad leg. Jodie lifted the skirt of his maid's dress with the
tip of her boot revealing the frilly black panties beneath.
'And what's the name of this pretty little thing?'
'Robert... Roberta'
Jodie noticed that Sarah looked slightly uncomfortable using the female
version of the name
'Such a pretty little sissy, we were just saying when we saw you come
in. And she belongs to you?'
'for better or for worse'
'Oh how delightful! You've done a great job on her'
'She did most of it herself. And by the way we don't really use the
word "sissy"'
'really, why ever not?'
'Well he doesn't... well we just don't use it.'
Jodie nodded thoughtfully.
At home, Robert didn't like Sarah to call him a sissy, he preferred the
term cross-dresser. Sarah couldn't understand how he could try and
pretend he was trying to look like a normal woman dressed in such
frilly maid's outfits, but she went along with him. Trying to explain
that to this dominant woman brought home to Sarah how much of a sissy
Roberta really was.
Jodie knelt down on one knee so that her face was level with Roberta's.
Sarah could see that Roberta was shaking slightly, scared but
transfixed by the stranger's attention. Jodie took his face in her hand
and moved it from left to right, examining it. Roberta's eyes flicked
between Jodie's and Sarah's and his wife noticed he was shaking. Sarah
was momentarily mesmerised at the sight of this powerful woman handling
her husband, but then she came back to her senses
'I should say, we're just here for fun, we're not looking for
anything.'
Jodie glanced up at Sarah
'anything what?'
turning back to Roberta, she helped him to his feet. He rose unsteadily
on the stiletto heels strapped to his ankles.
'Be a good sissy and go and stand facing the pillar over there, I want
to talk to your mistress'
Roberta looked at her with a confused expression on his face and then
back to Sarah
'well go on then!' barked Sarah and the two women watched as he
scurried away to the wall.
Jodie sat down on the chair next to Sarah, crossed her long legs and
smiled at her. She took out a cigarette case and, having offered one to
Sarah, who declined, she lit her own cigarette and inhaled deeply
whilst studying Roberta as if she was trying to understand a
complicated piece of art. Sarah didn't really know what to say and
started to become uncomfortable with the silence.
'It's our first time at a place like this' she blurted out, immediately
regretting the lame comment. Jodie glanced at her and raised her
eyebrows in mock surprise, then turned back to Roberta. After a few
deep drags she exhaled and started to speak.
'She's a sexy little thing but it's a shame that you don't seem
altogether enchanted with the idea of having a husband as a sissy.'
'Well, I didn't say that...'
'Dear, you didn't have to. I hope you don't mind me saying so, but it's
fairly obvious who's really on the leash here.'
Sarah's eyes flashed at this accusation
'How dare you, you don't know anything about me!'
'I'm sorry, I say what I think. But are you saying that I'm wrong?'
Their eyes stayed locked for a moment. Nothing was said. Jodie
uncrossed her legs and leaned closer to Sarah. Sarah could smell the
tobacco on her breath.
'You know, if you want, she can come and stay with us for a while. It's
always fun to have a new sissy around and, to be frank, I think that
she needs some... education... in who's wishes are paramount. You would
have some time to yourself, and when she came back I guarantee she'll
be a new woman.'
Sarah stared at the woman's smiling face as she said this. After a
slight pause Sarah laughed a bit unconvincingly
'No, thank you all the same, but I think I'll hold onto him for the
time being!' Jodie didn't move for a few seconds and then stood up and
shrugged
'Well, please have a think about it. If you change your mind, I'll be
around for a couple of hours.'
'I don?t' think I will.' Jodie walked over to Roberta and pulled him
back over to Sarah's feet
'SISSY, get back over to your mistress here. I tried to get her to lend
you to me, but she's not interested.' Jodie raised her whip and brushed
it slowly over Roberta's cheek. 'pity.' She winked at Sarah and then
walked off. Roberta watched her leather clad ass slowly recede and then
turned to Sarah, his eyes were huge and he was breathing heavily.
'Oh get back down here, for God's sake' said Sarah disgustedly. Roberta
scurried down to her feet and looked up at her questioningly. He
started to moan like he wanted her to remove his gag.
'Please shut up, I'm not taking that off. That freak wanted to take you
home. I don't know why I didn't give you to her.' Roberta remained
still. Sarah leaned down to him and smiled
'would you like that? Would you like me to give you to the next freak
who asks so that you can serve them instead?'
Roberta shook his head rapidly with fear in his eyes.
'Oh don't worry, I won't do that today. Not if you're a good sissy.'
Roberta's eyes became wide when he heard her using that word. Sarah
looked down at him meaningfully, then she became aware of a presence at
her side. Glancing up, she saw that about a metre away there was a
young man dressed only in a tight pair of leather briefs and with a
thick collar round his neck. The man's tanned body was strong and well
defined. Sarah took in his handsome face and dark hair. He was standing
staring at her, obviously waiting to be addressed.
'Can I help you?' Sarah smiled.
'Mistress, I saw you when you came in and I was wondering would you...
could I please kiss your shoes? Or... anything?'
Sarah smiled down at Roberta jokingly, Roberta stared up at her and
then over to the hunky young man. Sarah saw the colour run out of her
husband's face and she looked up again at the young man. Robert was
scared by this man, surely he must know that she wouldn't break her
promise to him. But look at this hunk! What a turn on to have someone
like that at your feet! At that second it passed through Sarah's mind
exactly why she was there in the club and how Robert had manipulated
her to be there. There was no reason for her to not have a little fun.
Sarah smiled up at the man.
'Well, yes, I suppose there's no harm in that, is there Roberta?'
Roberta grunted and started to raise up from his knees but Sarah pushed
the top of his head down hard to keep him on the floor. Roberta's face
turned into a mixture of anger and panic.
Ignoring Roberta the man fell to his hands and knees and began to lick
Sarah's left shoe desperately. Sarah gasped at the sight of this but
quickly tried to regain her composure
'Slow down, slow down. Right, better. Lick the side'
The slave's tongue moved up the inside of Sarah's high heeled shoes and
Sarah felt it's wetness over the top of the shoe on her bare skin. She
shuddered. He carried on for a while and she had him lick the heels of
the shoe.
'Now, stop. What's your name, boy
'whatever you want it to be mistress'
'Good' smiled Sarah 'good, I like that.' Feeling brave, Sarah pulled
off her shoe and thrust her foot towards his mouth.
'be a good boy and lick my toes'
'Thank you mistress' Said the man and eagerly set about sucking and
licking each toe on Sarah's naked foot. Sarah's head went back in
ecstasy and as it came forward again, her eyes fell on her husband.
Roberta was looking up at her forlornly with a desperate expression on
his face. Sarah giggled
'What's wrong Roberta? Don't you think the nice young man is very
handsome? I do. No don't stop licking boy. Don't you think he's sweet
Roberta? Wouldn't you like to take him home with us?' Roberta shook his
head vigorously
'You wouldn't? I think I would. I bet he's much more attentive to my
needs than you. I bet he'd do anything I wanted, wouldn't you boy?'
'oh yes, please take me home tonight mistress, I'll do anything you
want.'
'OK, get back to your licking boy. What do you think Roberta? We could
take him home and play with him. Don't you think that would be fun? You
could watch?'
Roberta shook her head vigorously as she mumbled her opinion of the
idea through the gag. She started to shuffle forwards on her knees.
'Stop that. I can see you're going to be selfish about this. OK boy,
stop licking my toes and stand up' The boy rose up and stood with his
hands behind his back looking at Sarah. His crotch was at eye level and
Sarah couldn't help but notice the large bulge in his tight briefs.
'Well it seems that we won't be able to take you home tonight.'
Roberta's eyes lit up in relief at this. 'My sissy doesn't seem to like
the idea.'
'Oh please mistress, please take me home. You can do anything you want
with me, let me live on your floor. I can be your sissy if you want.'
Sarah's head filled with images of the young man tied to her bed. In
her day dream she was whipping him hard with a long riding crop, and
that was just the beginning. He wasn't dressed as a sissy.
'No' Sarah said slowly, her hand reaching out to stroke the side of the
man's leg dreamily 'no, I wouldn't want you to be my sissy' her eyes
met his and she smiled. As she touched him, she felt aroused in a way
she hadn't felt for a long time. Compulsively, her hand reached across
and grasped his penis through the briefs. She stroked it slowly and
felt it become hard in her hands. The man gasped. Roberta was trying to
voice his displeasure at the sight of his wife and this man but they
seemed not to hear him at all. Sarah's heart was beating fast now as
the boy's cock became longer and thicker. She wanted him.
As Sarah was turning around to look for Jodie, Roberta tried to catch
her attention again by thrashing about and moaning. Sarah slapped his
face sharply and his eyes became huge with fear. Sarah held one finger
up at his face 'shut up Roberta. I've been thinking and if you ever
want to come home with me again just shut up.' She caught sight of
Jodie and beckoned her to come over. Jodie excused herself from the
conversation she was having and made her way over. As she got closer
she caught sight of the young man standing to the side of Sarah and
appeared taken aback for a moment, then slightly amused.
'Well, Sarah, you act quickly. Very nice, I must say.'
Sarah's hands moved back to the young man's body and she smiled 'Take
your eyes off him. He's mine!' Roberta blanched and started to get to
her feet groaning. Sarah tried to push him down 'Did I say you could
stand up?' but he forced himself to his feet.
Calmly Jodie walked over and grabbed hole of the leash hanging from the
collar round his neck. She threw it around his head twice and pulled it
hard towards her, nearly throttling him and he stumbled over to her
with choking noise coming from behind the gag.
'You're not going anywhere for a moment sissy.'
Roberta's face started to turn red and his eyes began to water, Sarah
idly wondered if that was the throttling.
Slowly Jodie pulled the sissy over to a chair and she sat down pulling
Roberta back down to the floor with his back to her, only then did she
slightly release the pressure round his neck, although periodically she
gave the leash a tug to remind Roberta of his place. She smiled up at
Sarah warmly.
'Well, I hope you've re-considered my offer.'
'I need you to give me more details' Roberta's fresh whimpers at
hearing this were quickly cut short by a fresh pull on the leash 'what
would you require from Roberta. What's in it for you?'
'Oh it's Roberta is it? Well, he seems to like dressing as a maid, so
I'll have him clean my house a bit, serve drinks and food to me and my
guests. I'll teach him how to behave the way a maid should and punish
him when I feel like it.'
'What do you mean, punish'
'well whippings mostly' Jodie whirled her metre long riding crop in the
air 'I like these, a lot, and I've got some other stuff, nothing
serious. I'm not into piercings or tattoos or blood of any kind if
that's what you mean' Jodie lowered her head and spoke to Roberta in a
baby voice 'If the little sissy is naughty mommy will have to tie his
balls up with string...' Roberta stared up at Sarah, who's attention
was in turn consumed by her slave. Jodie brought Roberta's attention
back by yanking his leash again and hissing '...TIGHT'
'that sounds reasonable.' Said Sarah, although it wasn't clear if she
was even listening any more as she stroked the bulge in the boys pants
again. She couldn't wait to get him home.
'Oh and I'll keep his cock locked away too'
'Well, he's already taken care of that'
'Really, I bet he lets himself out after a couple of hours' Jodie
pulled Roberta's head round and their eyes met. Jodie smiled 'I'm just
going to keep you locked up.' she said quietly then she lowered her
face until it was only a couple of inches from Roberta's and he could
feel her warm breath as she whispered 'what do you think of that?'.
Jodie turned back to Sarah
'right, Do you have a key with you?'
'No, I'm afraid we left it at home.'
'Oh, well, I really will be keeping him locked up then! And then
there's the usual personal services, I'll put his tongue to good use
during the day. Then there's my husband of course'
Roberta's gasp was audible at this point. Sarah snapped back into
attention.
'Your husband?'
'Of course. My husband is the one who really loves sissy-maids. Roberta
will have to see to his needs every evening when he gets home from
work.' Sarah looked down at Roberta, who was looking up at her with a
fresh expression of panic on his face. 'He also likes to start the
morning in a very particular way. I'm sure you can imagine.'
'Oh I see.'
'Well, naturally, I mean you didn't think it was just for me did you?
Don't worry, I'll try to get him to use protection during any actual
fucking. Anyway, from the looks of him, I bet he's a pretty eager
little cock sucker isn't he?'
Nobody spoke for a moment. Jodie looked from the terrified expression
on Roberta's face to the slightly shocked one on Sarah's and started to
smile.
'Oh my God!' she let out a laugh 'No, you don't mean? Never?' Sarah
shook her head 'Oh my husband is going to be so...' Jodie's expression
of surprise changed into one of amusement '...enthusiastic!'
Roberta began to struggle now and Jodie pulled harder on the leash
around his neck. Sarah left her chair and knelt down to talk to him.
'Roberta, I'm tired of always playing your games. Tonight I'm going to
take this man home with me whether you like it or not. I want you out
of the way, and from the looks of things I'm inclined to believe Jodie
here when she says she can make you more attentive'
'Oh, I guarantee it Sarah.' Sarah smiled up at Jodie who was now
lifting up Roberta's skirts with her crop and lightly flicking it
against the thin material of his panties. 'I'm going to teach your
sissy do whatever he's told, and I mean whatever.'
Sarah continued talking to her husband 'You know I could make things
difficult for you, so if you don't do this, there's no coming back
home, and lets just say I'll let everyone know what you're really
like.' Sarah looked up and spoke to Jodie 'Listen I was thinking, how
does meeting you back here in a week sound. I'll phone his work and
tell them he's got the flu or something.'
'Sounds great. Do you want my phone number?'
Sarah looked into Roberta's eyes and a slightly sad expression filled
her eyes. She shrugged slightly, as if to apologise. 'No, I don't think
so.'
Roberta's eyes were starting to glisten with tears. Sarah brushed his
hair out of his face and kissed his forehead lightly. She moved back a
little and smiled at her husband.
'Don't worry, you look pretty baby. I'm sure it'll work out OK. I'm
sure... her husband will be... just...' tears rolled down Roberta's
face as Sarah tried to justify her actions to herself 'Well. I hope you
enjoy it.'
Standing up abruptly as if to change the subject, Sarah beckoned the
young man over. She reached down and grasped his balls in her hand.
Kissing him full on the mouth she squeezed his balls until he pulled
away and gasped.
'Did I tell you to pull away?' Sarah asked
'No, I'm sorry mistress.'
Sarah squeezed again harder and the man cried out but didn't pull away.
Smiling, Sarah said quietly 'you'll be more than sorry next time' She
looked over at Jodie who had got Roberta to her feet.
Roberta was still grunting and looking imploringly in Sarah's
direction. Jodie lifted Roberta's skirts and brought home her crop on
his backside.
'Oh do shut up. Sarah, are you sure you don't want to come and join us
for a while? I think a woman like you might enjoy seeing just how
quickly a man like my husband can persuade one like yours to be his
willing slut.'
Sarah shook her head, shot a commiserating pout at her husband and then
headed for the exit, dragging her new slave by his balls.
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