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Secrets By Donna Sash [email protected] We all have them, secrets. We have them for many reasons, mine is to keep my self-safe from society. You see my main secrets are the kind that would cause members of my family and myself much humiliation. Ok, I'll just come out with it, I am a cross dresser. A transvestite, a man who wears the clothing of the opposite sex. Sure its ok for women to wear men's clothing, it is even looked at a sexy and it is accepted by society, but a man in women's clothing, Oh no, that is no good. Girly boys, that's what the governor of Ca. refers to us as. That is just as bad as other things people call others that are not quite the same as themselves. How does that start? It is a question I have asked myself many times and in all my thinking I can remember something back in the 6th grade. That is how it happens, something in childhood; it affects a person's sexuality for the rest of their lives. I went to a catholic school. Most of the teachers were nuns. I joined the cub scouts and found that a woman, but not just any woman but a nun led this man's troop. Another thing was she had authority over us, mot just as a den mother, but as our teacher, she still had the right to use light corporal punishments. A rap on the knuckles, a spank on the rump with her pointer, things like that made us really fall under this female domination. I don't believe that we did all the things scouts were to do, we used the manual to try to get out merit badges, but we had problems with some because it was always indoor activity and scouts whir about more than inside. It was 2 months into the school year and we were going to put on a play. Now in a catholic school the boys could not play with the girls. I guess they thought we would become more respectful of females if we did not know about them or something like that, but things were like that. Therefore, there were both male and female parts in the play so she told us half the boys were going to take the parts of women. This did not go over big with any of the boys. She said every other boy would be a woman. I was picked. For the rehearsals, she told us to take off our neckerchiefs and place them on our heads as a headscarf/kerchief. Back in those days, girls and women could not enter the church with out a head covering. Hats were very popular, but usually just worn on Sundays. For everyday a kerchief was usually worn. Some of the younger girls wore a lace top or shawl, but the girls in the 6th grade usually wore a kerchief. Other than their coat, this was the only thing that they could pick to wear because of out uniforms. I liked the look of girls wearing their kerchiefs. When I was told to wear one, something clicked in my young mind and I associated wearing a kerchief could make a boy into a girl. That was it. I am a life long transvestite because a nun put a kerchief on my head and told me I was a girl. Of course, I have had a fetish for scarves since then. I don't consider myself dressed if I don't have a scarf tied around my neck, on my head, or in my hair. As a matter of fact, from that time till I started to drive, I never wore anything of girls other than a scarf and this happened every time I masturbated. Yep, I'm going to add that little secret right here and now. I masturbate. I have masturbated all my life from the time I found out how good it felt, and I wore a stolen kerchief of my mom's. I also used some of her magazines to look at. She read these True Stories and things like that, soft porn really, and each and every of them had ads for lingerie. Remember the drawn Fredrick's ads? That's what I am talking about. Very hot looking women in garter belts, half bras, split panties, very hot stuff for a growing masturbating sissy. I wanted to order everything I saw. The truth is where would I have the mailed to or even how would I pay for them. My mom's things were too big for me and they were not sexy anyway so it was just my kerchief, my drawings and my hand on my cock. I was a sissy. Now there is also one other big secret from back then. I was at the movies this day in the men's room when a man, he was older than me but not that old asked me if I ever masturbated. I said sure. He asked me if he could masturbate me. This kind of excited me. I don't know why. I knew that boys were not to have any kind of sexual contact with other men, and of course in the catholic school I was in we were not to have any sexual contact with girls either. I considered his offer and thought well it might be ok. I really was too young to make a real choice but this seemed ok to me. We went in the last row of the theater and he pulled me out of my pants and started stroking me. It felt good. It was not enough to make me cum though. After a while, he said we should go back to the men's room and have a smoke. I went with him, we went into a stall, and he asked me to pull it out again. I did. He hugged me and started to play with him self. It only took a few strokes and he was Cumming in his pants. He left the stall. I had just had a homosexual experience and did not think it mattered, after all, I had not touched him, and he had touched me. I figured this made a difference. He was queer, not me, after all I like girls, I had just not had a girl friend yet. I finally had my first girl kiss. It was when I was 13, and after a Halloween party at the boys & girls club. Sharon was a cute girl and we went with a few other couples to the stadium being built for the new high school and kissed and kissed. I sure did like the way a girl felt. I knew from then on I was a man for women. I sure was, although it was time for another secret to happen. I was hitch hiking and was picked up by a much older man. I was around 14 at the time and he must have been in his late 40's. After I got in his car, he started to talk about sexy things. I did not mind and answered his questions about girls and me. Then he asked an important question, He asked, "Have you ever had your cock sucked by any of these girls?" "No. I have heard how good it is, but well I am still in the virgin stages." "Well I wander if you ever had your cock sucked by a man?" 'No, I haven't, no one has touched my cock but me, except for a time when this guy jerked me off, but that was all." "Oh!" He said. "You have had your cock jerked off by a guy, did you like it?" "It wasn't bad, but he got off and left me hi and dry." "When a guy sucks you off, he never leaves you high and dry. No, I know for a fact that they love to make boys like you cum." "I have never heard that." I said. Then he asked, "Would you like for me to suck you?" Wow I thought, this guy is offering to give me a blowjob. This was one of the best offers I had ever heard. I really wanted to experience a blowjob, and did not care if it was a girl or a guy. Of course, I did not want to try that myself, and I told him so. "Don't worry, I like to suck cock. I just want to make you feel good." "Ok then, sure, I think that would be really great." Therefore, we went to a wooded area and he parked the car. We walked into the woods a little bit and he opened my pants. He lowered them and took my cock in his mouth. It was better than I ever image4ned. It was the best feeling I ever had on my cock and I did not last long at all. "I'm going to cum." I said. He just kept on sucking, even harder than before and just them I came in his mouth. Spurt after spurt of young cum came out of my piss hole directly in his mouth. He kept on sucking on it till I was done. He smiled and asked if I liked it. I told him it was the best and we went back to the car and he drove me to my destination. I still had not thought of my self as queer. Nope, not me, it was the cocksucker. He was queer. I just gave him a cock to suck. That's how I rationalized letting him blow me. I kept on doping that from then on till I was in my late 20's. Every time I was to go home from a date with blue balls, I would go cruse a place I had found that queers would go to and got my self sucked. I still thought of my self as strait. I dated lots of girls and finally got to loose my virginity. While getting sucked was great, there was nothing like pussy. Fucking was really the best. That warm wet cunt you cock went into felt so good. I loved it and did it as much as I could, but not too many girls back then gave it to boys. Most of them were virgins and I would eat them as long as I could try usually unsuccessfully to get into their panties. The great thing was I had an alternative to get my rocks off, and it was not just jerking off. After all this time, there were regular guys I saw to get sucked. Still after all this time I had never given, any of them head back. I did not understand it yet. I really wondered what these queers got from just sucking me off and not getting a cum out of it. Mean while I still had my other life. I started to get a collection of bras and panties, mostly I bought them but sometimes I would hide my girl friends panties or bra when we were parking. I still would put them on to masturbate at home. I would wait till late at night and put on my panties, a bra, stuffed with 2 or 3 scarves. I would still tie one on my head or around my neck and look at any porn I could find. I was still a little too young to buy it myself. Going into a porn shop when I was old, enough was really cool. I would wear my lingerie under my clothing and a scarf around my neck, go, and look at the new things available. Some of them had mini movies in the back and of course, I found out that queers would suck you off in them. This became a great place for me to go after a date. It was there that I found out that other men dressed in woman's clothing. I knew in my head that there must be others; after all, there was a word that defined it, a transvestite. The truth is that I thought it was suck a secret that no other men would ever let anyone know they wore panties. It was just too taboo. With the guys, after being called a cocksucker, being called a sissy was the next worst thing. I never wanted any of them to call me any thing like that. Nope, I was not a sissy or a cocksucker. What was I thinking? Any way I started to see TV movies. I saw how x dressers sucked each other, other man and even fucked women. Wow! There were x dressers having sex with other people. They were pretty too. I bought x dress porn and started to fantasize what it was like to be one of theses girls with something a little extra, and love another girl, with her extra. At 25, I got married. I kept my secret from her. She would never know of my tendencies to wear her panties or other lingerie. I would buy her things that I would want to wear. She wore them for me, and when she was not home, I would wear them for my self. Oh, we would fuck! We had great sex and it was good, but one thing, she was not into oral sex. I could not eat her pussy and she never sucked my cock. I still went to the porn shops for a blowjob. Then one day it finally happened. I had my lingerie on under my male clothes. A camisole, garter belt with stockings and panties with scarf around my neck, I went to suck my first cock. Nevertheless, this time I was going to be the one on my knees. After all this time I wanted to see, what it was all about. There was a guy around my age and I could tell he was looking to get sucked. I knew the look; I had it so many times in my life. I went into a booth and left the door open a bit. I put a few tokens in the box and started the video. It did not take long and the door opened and he walked in and locked the door. I got on my knees and he opened up. I was looking at my first cock. I had been on the receiving end for so long it really seamed strange to be here ready. I took it in my hand and it felt good. I leaned in and took it in my lips. The head felt so nice. The skin was silky smooth. I felt it grow in my mouth. Then I started to work it. Never having a cock in my mouth, but having received so many blowjobs I knew what might feel good and what might not. I licked and sucked on it and was having fun. I finally knew what it was like. I now knew what these guy for all these years got from sucking. It was a power and it was so different from eating pussy. I liked being a cocksucker, and I knew that I was now one of those. I was thinking about what I was doing and not really thinking about the guy attached to the cock I was sucking. It really surprised me when he came in my mouth. I was not ready and really did not like it. I reacted badly and he left not really having been satisfied, but I did not care. I was a cocksucker but for some reason I did not like cum. Who knows, but this was at the start of the Aids thing so from then on when I sucked cock I always used a condom. I got all from the sucking but the real taste of cock. So now, you know most of my secrets. I would not mind because you don't know me, but the problem was that soon someone close to me would know and that is when the trouble started. My wife had her own computer and I never thought she might have a reason to look at mine. I thought I kept all my kinky porn buried deeply and hidden on my HD. I was wrong. My wife was actually better than I and knew how to do a search and she found it all. That night when I came home from work, she was ready for me. This is where the story really begins. Everything you have read so far has really been some background so you can know where I was at when I came home that night. That night changed my life. My wife had changed too. When I got home that night my wife was dressed differently than I had ever seen her. Her look was, well, it was like a dominant woman from one of the web sites I had seen her hair was drawn back over her ears and into a large pony tail, she had a scarf tied to keep it in place. She never wore scarves. Her makeup was done very differently than usual too. It was darker and had a look about her that I had never seen. She wore a satin form fitting blouse and a dark pencil skirt. With her high heels and black stockings, she really looked like a dominatrix. "Hi Honey, I'm home. That is a look I haven't seen on you before." "Do you like it?" "Yes. You look terrific. " "Good. I thought you might. Sit down here I want to talk to you about something. Remember 2 months ago when I had a problem with my computer "Yes" Well I had to use yours for a bit. < Something is wrong here > When I was in your browser, I accidentally saw your history list. I saw some key words that I found very interesting. Do you know what they were?" "No, why don't you tell me." "Ok. I saw the words sissy, cuckold and chastity. I went to some of the web sites that had these words in them." I was nervous now. I had been to many web sites that had to do with all kinds of kinky things. I did not care where I went to find more stimulating things for my masturbation. After all these years, I was kind of jaded and would find most any thing stimulation. 'I did not know that male chastity was alive and well. I read a lot of stories at Alter Boy's site, and the hot wives/cuckold, I have to say I found it exciting to read some of those stories. Usually porn doesn't do a lot for me, but you have found some really good sites." "I'm glad you liked them." I was really worried about how this conversation was going. "The very best were the discussion groups. I did not know that such email conversations were going on and the pictures one can get at these groups. They show so much. There was one special one. One that I started, I called it "surprised Wives and their sissy cuckold hubbies". I was now really on alert. I had joined this group and had sent many emails about many of the kinky things I have actually done and about so many fantasies. "My screen name is Madam Joan, and I know that you are sissyfolard. From now on you will know me as Mistress Jane, not Joan" My world just crashed in. I had told her everything. I had even told her about my wife and our relationship from my sissy point of view. She was looking at me for a reaction to what she just said. Of course, I just kind of deflated in front of her eyes. My shoulders drooped; my eyes fell down to the floor. I just did not know what to do. "What is it dear? On line, you have so much to say, nothing to say to my face?" I looked up and saw a defiant look and a cool smile on her face. "Well it is time for us to take some of our fantasies and turn them into realities. You are going to go up stairs, you are going to find all your sissy things, your toys and all your porn, and place them on the bed. Then you are going to go into the shower and shave all that manly hair from your neck down. I don't think you will need much of a manly look for a while. You are now going to find out. It is not easy to be a sissy. In fact, if I think it seems too easy I will be making it harder for you. You know all about Fem Dom. I know you do, we have chatted all about it. Foolish sissy boy. You should have tried to see to whom it was you were letting all your dirty little secrets out to. I know all of your secrets. You are exposed to me. Isn't that what you said in one of your emails? Being exposed is the greatest concern for a sissy. It is hard for a sissy to live in a man's world if he is exposed, and it can be even worse to be exposed to a woman. You have exposed to me all your secrets and we are going to explore them all. Each and every fantasy, each and every thing you have always wanted to do, and you are going to show me the things you have done behind my back. You are a cheating little sissy faggot and you are now exposed to me. Get going and do all these things and your first discipline will not be as hard as it could. Yes, I said discipline; it is something you are going to learn about first hand. I remember your words, "spanked till I loose control of my emotions". I'm not the bravest man in the world. In fact, it's true I am a sissy but I was scared of the words my wife was saying. Sure, it is one thing to talk big on the Internet, but a much different thing to have the reality of it here at home. I tried to tell my wife just that. "Dear, all that stuff, it is just chat on the Internet. It is not really something I want to do. Chastity, sissy and cuckold, that is just porn fantasy." I started. "No! It is now your reality. Tonight you will see what it means to be a sissy to your dominant wife. You will find out just what it means to be disciplined and you will do it now. If you don't go this minute I will start to release your self taken sissy pictures. Don't you think I haven't printed them out? Don't you think I have them in a place where you cannot get at them? Do you think that I have not planed this night? Look at me, does this look like the wife you had here last night?" "I'm Going." His wife was pleased. She had researched all that he had done in the last few months on his computer. She had made some purchases that would surprise her dear husband. Knowing all his fantasies, and no matter what he said she knew that not only did he want to live out these fantasies, but also she had some of her own she was going to implement. Tonight would start the new life for the both of them. He went to his hiding place and took out all his sissy clothing. He really did not have that much these days a few pair of panties, 3 garter belts, some stockings, a few bras and camisoles. He had more scarves than anything else. He had about 30 of them in pretty colors and patterns. He did not have much in the way of toys either. He did have a small dildo and a pair of handcuffs but that was about it. He put all these items on the bed and went into the shower. He worked on shaving himself. It took much longer than he thought it would. He heard the bathroom door open. "You have 10 more minuets and for every minute after that you will get one stroke with the strap later." He hurried, finished, and started to dry himself. He saw that she had left some sweet smelling powder and he used it on himself and then went into the bedroom. "You don't have much here If I wee you I would have had at least some matching things. This is not tolerable. I am glad I did some shopping." She took out a pink satin corset. He had him stand there as she tied it in back of him. Time after time, she tightened the laces till she could actually see a feminine figure start to take shape. She handed him a new pair of dark brown stockings with seams. He put them on and then she put a lacy pink bra on him. She was really ready he thought as she put in silicone breast forms into the cups. She then handed him a pair of really sissy rumba panties. "Now dear, place your hands behind your back." He did so, felt his wrists being cuffed in metal, and heard the ratchet of the handcuffs being tightened. "Let's go downstairs." They went into the living room. She had him kneel down in the middle of the room and then she put some cuffs on his ankles. She attached a small chain to his wrist and ankle cuffs and now he was hog-tied. "Well don't you look cute"? He was embarrassed. Nevertheless, not as much as he would in just a little while. He heard the doorbell ring. His wife got up to answer it. "You can't just leave me here dressed like this to answer the door!" "Sweet sissy, I can do anything I want!" She answered the door and walked in with her girl friend. Rachael walked in the room, looked at him, and broke out laughing. He blushed. "I'm glad she finally did it. I've been waiting since she told me about you and your sissy activities on the net. You couldn't figure out that Ms. Rachael might just be someone you know." Again, he was surprised. Ms. Rachael was the assistant Mistress in that new group he had joined when the invite came. He had shared many fantasies with her also. He knew that he was really in trouble now, even more so than just with his wife. "We all are going to have a lot of fun. Sucked any cock lately?" "No." He said once again looking down into the carpet. "Now sissy dear, foulard is not a good sissy name. I am going to mane you right now and you will respond to it from now on. I dub you, sissy Crissy. And Crissy, I have your first present." She opened a box and took out a black bag. He saw the words CB 3000 on it. Rachael and his wife kneeled on either side of him and his wife lowered his panties. "Look Rachael, he has a hard on." "I know, I think he likes this kind of treatment. Let's see, how can we get his hard on soft to get his new chastity belt on?" "Well we could jerk him off and let him cum." "No, that would be too much of a reward for being a sissy. We could slap it till it goes down." "Well, I think that might be a reward for him too, of all his talk about wanting discipline. I think ice would do a good job." "Yes ice. We will ice his little cock and balls." He just knelt there shamed. "Please don't do that, ice is so cold. I will try to make it go down." Rachael went into the kitchen and got a bag of ice. "No Crissy, that would take too long, I think the ice will do the job quicker." Then she placed the bag on his genitals. "You know, it is easy for him to get soft this way, but you know what is fun. Tease and denial. Watch." Rachael took out a box of latex gloves and put on a pair. She then took off the bag and started to stroke and play with his sissy cock. Of course, it got hard again and after a little while she put back the bag of ice. "See dear, if you make him hard a few times and cool it off he will be much more frustrated when we finally put his chastity on. The other thing is, now he should not feel flesh on his genitals any more. When ever you have to touch him for any reason wear a pair of these gloves. The other thing that is fun are condoms. He should not feel any flesh on his little prick again. You know Crissy it is a tiny cock. I can understand why you are a sissy. If I was a man, and I had a prick like this I would be ashamed too." 'You know, Rachael, He always thought he was so good with that cock. When we would fuck he, thought he was hitting all my spots, what he never knew was I was just trying to make my husband feel good about himself. I should have known that he really was just a tiny cocked sissy. It would have saved me a lot of frustration. Things will change now though." She said smiling. Joan put on a pair of the latex gloves and started the same treatment to him. He was going out of his mind. These two beautiful women playing with his cock bringing him to the edge and then icing it off and back again. Finally, she got him hard one last time. His wife got him shaking just at the edge of Cumming. She looked him in the eye, smiled, and let go of his cock. Rachael put back the bag of ice. It did not take long and he got soft. He saw Rachael take some Ky and put it on the CB. His wife took the smallest ring, put it around his cock and balls, and put in the retainer. She put a small spacer on it and then she watched as Rachael too his cold cock in hand and put on the penis sheath. They got his cock in his new CB and locked it. "It will be a while before you have a cum from that useless little prick." His wife said. "Jane, don't you think that as a sissy she should look a little more like one?" "What do you mean sweetie?" "Let's do his make up." "Oh, yes, I've been waiting for that." They took off his handcuffs and leg irons and he was free. Although he already knew, he might just never be free again. He felt his chastity as he walked. It felt a little bulky on him. He had never had anything hanging on his genitals before, except for a small scarf he tied on his balls from time to time to jerk off. He also thought about how he would not be able to masturbate. At this beginning of his sissy slavery he mostly though about that, all this other stuff was kind of nice. He loved his panties and his new corset. He was not sure about how he felt about having his being a sissy out there in front of his wife and her girlfriend. So far, it was not too bad, but he knew things would get worse. He knew that after all this fun; he was going to be spanked. He was very worried about that. He loved to look at B & D porn. He watched videos of spankings as he masturbated and in his fantasies, he was the girl tied there or across the knees of the spanker. The truth was, as a kid he was only spanked a little by his mom and dad. His mom had only use an occasional slap, and his dad had used the belt a few times, but it was never bad really. He knew that watching the videos that a real spanking must hurt. While most of the spanking videos were faked, many were not. He could see the real tears and redness on the Asses of the spanked. He was really scared about that. However, for now he was just going to enjoy the makeup session. Well maybe he would not as much as he thought. He was brought to his wife's vanity. She took a long scarf, tied his hands to the back of the chair, took two smaller ones, and tied his ankles. "Rachael, I think his eye brows are way too thick. Want to shape them." Rachael took a pair of tweezers and started to rip out his hairs. Each one hurt a little and after a while, it seemed as if his brows were very tender. His wife took some alcohol and patted them. It stung. Next, she took a lady's leg shaver and gave him a close shave. She used some shaving gel with a feminine sent. When his face was totally lost of hair, she used the alcohol again all over his face as an astringent. Rachael started with the liquid make up. She worked it all over his face and down his neckline so it was even and when he saw his face in the mirror, it had a different look. With his eyebrows arched like that, it was rather feminine and it was just starting. His wife next worked on his eyes. She used shadow in three colors and blended them. She next took what looked like a small paintbrush and with eyeliner gave them a definition on black. Rachael was next with the mascara. She gave him three coats so his lashes were kind of clumped and very dark. Then she got a cruller and used it on each lash. He could see the sexy look of his darkened and curled lashes. His wife then took some powder and worked it on the dried foundation. He noticed that she used a few colors and it did not look as one skin tone but it seemed more natural all over his face. Rachael then took some blusher and worked into his cheeks giving him a look of constantly blushing. His wife then took a pink lipstick and placed it on his lips. When it was all over, his lips she then took another pink one this one called pink diamonds and when she colored his lips with it he saw a sparkle that he had never seen before. Rachael took a lip liner and on the outside of them make the lines that would give him a look of a real whore cocksucker. He was surprised when his wife took a blond wig and placed it on his head. She took a floral print scarf and tied in on his head as a headband keeping his bangs off to the side. He loved the look end started to get hard in his chastity device. Rachael noticed and gave his wife a look and his wife laughed. "Well sissy I see that so far you like what is going on. You like this treatment. Being feminized by your wife and another woman is a turn on for you. Look down at that cock in its cage. See how it struggles with trying to get hard. It will be worse in time because you are not going to be able to cum for a long time." He wilted at that thought. 'Rachael, I think its time that Crissy finds out just what it feels like to be disciplined. So far this has been fun for him, but he has a lot to be punished for." "Crissy." Rachael said, "You have been a very naughty boy. You know how you always jerk off to our chat about me giving you a spanking. What you never knew was that I was waiting for tonight. I will make you know that a spanking is nothing to be turned on about. Your wife and I have thought very hard about your first spanking. It I the reason I have been invited her in the first place. You are going to be over my knee. Yes, you wife will watch your humiliation as a person you have known for years spanks you. I suppose you haven't noticed that each and every step of your feminization has been put on digital video. I know sweetie, you have been so hung up on what you think is fun that you haven't realized that we are going to truly humiliate you. We are going to expose you as the sissy you are. You will beg us and we might have some mercy, but maybe not. You will never know. I am sure that you felt some embarrassment when I entered the room before, but now you have gotten used to the idea that I know. That will change. You have a choice. You can get up, lower your panties and get over my lap, or you can be tied down to the chair. I don't know which will be worse for your spanking but you will have the choice." His wife untied his scarves and he stood. He looked at his wife and she had a look of scorn on her face. He knew that his time had come. He lowered his panties and got on the lap of her best friend. "You have made your choice sissy. I had hoped that you would make me tie you down instead of being a sissy to another woman. You have made your choice. I have made mine. As you get your ass reddened, I want you to think about this. As you have just now given your self to another woman, from now on I am free to give my self to another man. A real man. I want you to understand as you are cheating on me for the very last time, and by lying down on Rachael's lap, you are cheating me out of your first spanking, I will make you a cuckold. I will cuckold you and fuck another man right in front of your face. I will never again fuck you. Your prick might nev3r again in your life feel a pussy on it. You may never again feel a mouth on that useless appendage of yours. However, I know that from now on many cocks will feel my lips and pussy. You know why I never blew you; I thought your cock was too small. You know why I never had you eat my pussy, I thought if you could not fuck it right, how would you eat it right. Well sissy you will learn now, and you will learn as a cuckold sissy and I am sure you know what that means." As she stopped talking, I felt the first sap on my bared ass. I knew what it meant of course. Creamy pie. I would have to eat the sperm of the men who fucked her from her pussy. As I thought about this, my ass felt the blows raining down on it. At first, it was just a light stinging. He hands were hitting me but it was not that hard. What I learned was with quantity and not quality that the hurt built up. His ass was really starting to hurt now, and he was squirming around in this woman's lap. "Here Rachael, I think its time to raze the bar so to speak." His wife handed Rachael a small wooden hairbrush. He felt the very first smack with it and he knew that the hand spanking was just a tendering up for this. The hairbrush really hurt. As it came down time and time again, His whole ass was hurting and it was getting worse by the second. Then he felt a strap sting both of his ass cheeks. He looked up to see his wife with a belt in her hands. "What? Did you think I was not going to discipline you? Rachael was just having some fun at your expense. We are now going to go into the basement. You are now going to find out what a spanking is, and it was not that softening up you have just received.' With that Rachael threw him too the floor. His wife put a collar on him and led him with a leash through the house. They went down stairs and he saw something there that was to send chills through out his whole body. In the middle of the room was a spanking block. He knew what it was because he had masturbated to the screams of girls that were belted to one just like this one. He tried to turn away and go back up the stairs. His wife yanked on the leash and he lost his balance and fell to the floor. "Crissy, its time to feel what it is like to loose your emotions and really cry.' His own words came back to haunt him. His wife lowered his panties and left them hanging on one ankle. She then placed him in position on the spanking block. Rachael helped to use the straps on his ankles and wrists. There was a larger strap that went across his lower back. When they were all in place, he found that he could not move at all. He was worrying again. He knew that this would not be a pleasant experience. What he did not know was it was going to be a just a little worse. He heard the doorbell ring again. Who could it be now? He heard the footsteps coming down the stairs. When the new person stepped in front of him his face reddened with embarrassment. "See Crissy, I told you, you would be exposed." "Hi! Crissy? I never in my wildest imagination ever thought I would see you in a position like this. This is great! I just love the way the girls have you dressed and so much looking feminine." Said his best friend. For years, Crissy had to live down the night before his wedding. He was going to stay at his friend's house. Alfred was to be his best man at his wedding. Al wanted to go out for a while, but Crissy did not. After his friend had left, Crissy raided his live in girlfriend's panty drawer and found a pair to wear and jerk off. He fell asleep with his hand in his panties. When Al came home, he found his friend in that compromising position. He had to put up with joked for years about it. "I now understand finding you in Sue's panties that night. How long have you been a sissy?" Crissy could not really answer he was so humiliated. Smack the belt came down across his ass. "Answer your friend. Tell him a little about your self, Crissy." Crissy told his friend just a bit, about how he started this when he was very young. "Well it is time now. We all are going to see you disciplined for keeping secrets from us all these years. You should have told us before now, we might have been more sympathetic, but no, you had to be a secret sissy." With that, she began to strap his ass. It took less time than he ever imagined bringing tears to his eyes. Moreover, after just a few minuets he lost all control and was wailing. His tears were mixed with his sobs, and his moaning in pain. He never knew how much hurt each and every strap on his ass could burn. Even worse were the sounds of the laughter coming from Rachael and his friend Al. the beating stopped. "Now sissy you shall feel what Rachael has in store for you." "No, Please! It hurts so much. Please let it stop." "Sweetie, it has just started. Tonight you will feel it all and start your new life as a sissy the right way.' Rachael came at him and he could see a riding crop in her hand. She started working on him, but it was different than the strap his wife used. Rachael struck him on his inner thighs and in spots that the strap had missed. She was very good at it and soon he was sobbing again. It did not last too long this time though and soon it was over. "Are you sorry for keeping secrets from us?" His wife asked. "Yes, I am so sorry. Please don't beat me any more." "Are you ready to show us how sorry you are?" "Yes." "Then you are going to show us how you suck cock." "What?" "You are going to suck on Al's cock and make him cum for us. We have never seen this side of you and we want to expose your true sissy self. Show us what a cocksucker you are." "I can't. It would be too embarrassing." "Do you want more of the strap?" "No. Please anything but that." "Then sucking cock is a part of anything." "I'll do it." His make up had smeared a bit but all in all, it was not too bad. His wife had let him loose from the spanking block and he was on the floor. His tears had dried but his humiliation was not fully complete yet. He was about to make it so. He saw his wife open up his friend's pants and take them off for him. He sat on a chair naked from the waist down. Rachael came over to him, took loose his headband scarf, and tied it back on his head in a triangle with a knot at the nape of his neck. This would keep his new hair out of the way. His wife took the pink diamond lipstick and freshened his lips. "Now sissy go and suck off your best friend. You should have been giving him pleasure for a long time now. As a cock sucker, you should not have kept it a secret." He crawled over to the chair. He looked up to see a look of scorn on the face of his friend. "Come on cocksucker, blow me." He looked at his wife and her friend. They both had a satisfied look on their faces. A look that told him he was defeated. It was a look that said you are nothing to us. You are not a man. You are a sissy. You are a cocksucker. He turned back to see the prick in front of him. It did not have a condom on it. "Please, may I have a condom"? "What do you need a condom for?" His wife asked. We all know that Al is safe. He doesn't have any STD's. You will just suck him off and be done with it." Then, he did. He took the cock in his pink lips and started to suck. He was really a good cocksucker. He had lots of practice. "Look at him go." Said Rachael. "I would have never believed t of your husband, but he is quite a faggot." At this moment in his life, he knew he was. He knew that he was now and exposed sissy cocksucker. The one thing he really hated was the fact that people who knew him personally also knew the truth about him. All the years' men had blown him, and all the years he sucked himself, it was always strangers. It was never someone he knew. It would never be in front of a woman that he wanted to remain manly to. He was now truly exposed, his secret was in the open and they all knew there was no way to denied it. He worked on the cock in his mouth. He knew that this would be the sucking of his life. He wanted to make it good. He did not want to suffer at the hands of his wife and her girl friend again. He could taste the pre cum coming out of his friends prick. He knew that it would not be long and he would get a mouth full of cum. "That's it, you're a good cocksucker. You're making my prick feel real good. If I knew this years ago you would have bin giving me head for a long time now." He felt his wife's hands on the back of his head. "You're doing so good, Crissy. I knew by listening to your chat that you wanted to suck on cock, but I never knew that you would be so good at it. I just never knew what a queer bitch you would turn out to be. I want you to make him cum for us. We all want to see you eat his cum. However, not before you show his cum in your mouth. Don't swallow it till I tell you." I had only that once tasted cum from a cock. I remembered that at that time, it came as such a surprise I did not like it. I did have fantasies of taking cum right from the source though. As a cocksucker, I had made many a cock cum with my mouth, but always with a condom. It did taste better with out the latex. The truth is that it felt so much better. The feel of skin in my mouth was divine. I could really feel the shape if the cock head with my tongue and all the parts of my mouth. My lips felt the smoothness of the cock and I liked it. How these women seemed to really know what made a sissy like me tick. I was really getting into what I was doing. Feeling her hands on my head, feeling the cock going in and out of my mouth, feeling his body as my forehead touched it, it was good. "Now my sissy, its time you felt what it is like for your mouth to become a cunt. Al, I want you to fuck his face. I want you to turn his cocksucking lips into a cunt." Al started to thrust in and out of my mouth. My wife kept my head in place by holding me there. I started to gag as the cock went in deeper than I would have sucked it. I could feel it touch the back of my throat and it caused the gag reflex. I only could just keep my mouth open as the prick fucked me. Each time I gagged, Rachael slapped my face and told me to keep open. She had knelt next to me. Suddenly I felt a latex gloved hand on my balls. It was Rachael teasing me even more and stimulating me. My cock strained at the plastic cage it was in. I felt a small pain as my prick tried to exit the small hole that was there for me to piss out of. The chastity belt was serving its purpose and was doing a good job at it. I wanted to touch my cock, but I knew I could not. Rachael placed a finger at the entrance of my butt hole and I could feel the lube on her gloved finger as it entered my ass. I was at stimulation overload. The cock fucking my face, along with the finger in my ass and the tugging at my balls and chastised prick were taking their toll. Al added his hands to the back of my head and he started to fuck me even harder. My wife let go and moved around so she could see my face. She knew as well as the rest of us that Al's time was near. I could tell because his cock was getting even harder and the skin at the bottom of his dick head flared out. I felt the first spurt hit the back of my mouth. He thrust his prick in deeply and held my head there. I felt each spurt deep n my mouth as he had his orgasm. I choked a bit as the slime filled my mouth. "There now sissy, you truly are a cock sucker and we all will know forever. Your wife, her and your best friends all know that you are an exposed cocksucker." I held my mpou8th open as told before. "Now Crissy, I want you to swallow all that man cum. Show us all how much of a sissy you have become. Eat man cum." I did so. I felt the slime as it went down my throat and I was here to show all my friends just what I had become. Rachael was so hot she was masturbating. "Help Rachael out, eat her pussy and make her cum." I looked at this sexily dressed woman I had know for years and saw her hand leave her pussy. I could see the wetness of her kneed. I went down on her and worked my tongue on her pussy lips and then deep in her cunt. After a bit I then went to her clit, sucked on it, and licked it till I felt her spasms. I knew I had made her cum. I looked to my wife to see a satisfied look on her face. "You are doing well sweetie, there is just one more ordeal you have to be put through tonight. After that, you will have most of your fantasies fulfilled. While I really want you to feel a full range of emotions I will save some really extreme parts of your fantasies for another night, but soon I will put you through something I KNOW WILL EXCITE YOU AND ALSO HUMILIEATE YOU VERY MUCH." We left Rachael and all to relax down stairs and my wife brought me back to out bedroom. She repaired my make up and then had me dress in a camisole and half-slip. They were in pink and matched my other lingerie. She took the scarf from his head, brushed out his wig, and again replaced the scarf as a headband. I caught a look of myself in the mirror and could see the sexy sissy I had become. Rachael and Al entered the bedroom, she in her lingerie and he naked. They helped me into a chair and then proceeded to tie me there with long scarves. My wife went into the bathroom and as I was secured tightly to the chair, she returned with a freshened look upon her. Once again, I heard the doorbell ring. "Rachael, would you get it." My wife lay down on the bed and took a sexy pose. When the door opened, I saw a man enter with Rachael. "Crissy, I want you to meet Young Bull, from our group." I knew him as a member who was into fucking wives in front of their husbands. I knew I was about to be cuckold. This young black man was here to fuck my wife. He was going to fuck her right here in front of me and tied to this chair with these scarves, there was nothing I could do about it. "You know, don't you"? My wife asked. "Come here Leroy. Come fuck my pussy and show my sissy husband what a real man can do." "Wait." Said Rachael. "We should have Crissy get Leroy hard for you." "What a great idea. Leroy, stick your cock in Chrissie's face. She will tongue your cock to hardness for us." Leroy did just that. After undressing, he placed his semi hard cock at the lips of the sissy. Crissy of course having already sucked off his friend Al could do nothing but to open his painted lips for this black cock. He took it in but it was really too big. Just the head filed his mouth and he had a hard time trying to move his lips about it. Leroy then started to fuck the sissy's mouth. It strained him but Crissy took the mouth fucking as best as he could. When he was good and hard he said to Crissy, "Now you sissy bitch, I'm gonna fuck your wife. I'm going to put this pick in your wife's cunt and make it feel what you could never do. Crissy looked to the bed to see his wife lying there just waiting. Leroy got on top of her and he could see his wife take the cock in her hand and rub it on her pussy lips. "Fuck me! Fuck my pussy. I want to feel a real cock. I want to feel what my husband can never give me." She said, as she looked strait into Chrissie's eyes. She looked at her sissy husband as she felt the cock go deep into her. She felt more cock than she ever had. It was not easy even as wet as she was. She felt the huge cock start to go in and out, in and out. As it fucked her, she could start to open up to him. She could really feel the fucking now. As her pussy got used to the cock she started to like it. Rachael stood next to Crissy. "You see. You see the cock fucking your wife. She is now getting what you want. I know that you really want to fuck your wife, but not any more. You will never fuck that pussy ever again. In fact, you most likely will never get to fuck any pussy again, but your wife will get cock. Not your sissy thing, but real cock, like the one that is fucking her right now. See her. See her fucking him. Look as she starts to thrust her hips with him. Look at your wife and knew deep in your cocksucking mind that you are now and truly cuckold. We all are watching. Your pussy, well the one that you married and should by all accounts be yours is now his. See his huge black cock as it fucks your wife. Here her moans as she is filled where you could never do. Look and see them fuck. Don't you wish your prick was in her? Don't you wish you could cum in your wife At this point I'll bet you only wish you could even jerk off as you watch your wife being fucked, but no, you are now in your fantasy. You are being deigned an orgasm even as your wife gets hers from another man. A man that is fucking your wife." Crissy looked from Rachael's face to his friend Al's. Moreover, Al was laughing at him. "You poor sissy cocksucker. You will miss feeling a cunt on your prick. Hey maybe I'll fuck your wife next. I have always wanted a piece of her. She has always looked good to me. What do you care? I fucked your mouth, why shouldn't I fuck your wife's pussy." He could feel Rachael's hand on his balls. He could feel the plastic of his chastity belt as his cock strained by the sexual tension in the room. He started to cry. His frustration was complete. He was cuckold. He watched as Leroy fucked his wife's great pussy. He watched as she fucked him and he could hear her, and Leroy in their pleasure. He felt the humiliation at the sound of the voices of his friend and that of his wife's. This man and woman who he had known for years were now taunting him about his state. What a state it was. His ass still hurt from the spanking, his jaw was still sore from sucking his friend's cock and then having the one belonging to the man who now had it in his wife. He was crying because although this was his fantasy the reality of it was too much. He was straining at the scarves that held him tight to the chair. He wanted to fuck his wife. At least he wanted to touch his own cock to relieve the strain it was under but no, he was a bound sissy cuckold in chastity and he cried. He saw Leroy then lift once more and then thrust his cock in as deep as he could and then he could tell. He could see that this man was Cumming in his wife's pussy. His wife was also having an orgasm. He could hear her. He could hear her as she groaned and see her nostrils flair. He could see her hard breathing and her body go tense with her orgasm, even as she could see Leroy working his cock in her as he also had an orgasm. He knew that his wife was getting a real spurt of cum in her. He knew that he was cuckold. Rachael said to Al, "Fuck me now. I can't wait fuck me." Al took Rachael and thrust his own cock into this woman he had never even dated or ever had any sexual thoughts about. The situation he found himself in was so sexually charged that he wanted to fuck anything, even as much as Rachael wanted. It did not last long and after just a few thrusts, he was Cumming in her and she on him. Everyone had cum, well not everyone. Crissy was still locked in his chastity. Everyone else though. They were all satisfied. Then his wife looked at him. "Well sweetie there is just one more thing you have to do." Rachael went over to him and untied all the scarves that had held him tight. He got up and went onto the bed. He placed his head in between her legs. "That's it sissy lick my cummy cunt. Show everyone here just how depraved you are. Lick Leroy's cum from my cunt." In addition, he did.