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The Curtsey Part III By Sissy Smith As the three ladies sat and waited for Tammie to appear, they got to know each other better and Lisa was brought up to speed on Tammie's situation. Lisa found the whole thing really hard to believe and thought that this really was some kind of joke her mother was pulling on her. Ms. Brenda then changed the subject to inform Ms. Baldwin that she had a lot more in store for Tammie when they got home. She said she had been working on finding a lover to cuckold Tammie with and found one. Ms. Baldwin said, "Is it anyone I know?" "Yes, maybe, it's Steve Gates from the engineering department, do you know him?" "Yes I do, well I don't really KNOW him but I know who he is. He seems a very aggressive guy and not bad looking either. How did you manage to get him involved or exactly just how involved is he? We are not going to have any issues here in the company, are we? He isn't going into this with his eyes closed is he Brenda?" Brenda smiled at her and said, "Let me tell you all about it because it's really kind of neat the way it happened and I am very proud of how I pulled this off. He has been asking me out for months and I kept turning him down just for the reason you said, he's really aggressive and I didn't want any man telling me what to do or how to do it. But two days ago he heard I was planning to get married to Tommy and he thought he should taunt me over it. So he comes up to me and says, "I hear your going to marry Tommy Peterson" "I said yes that is right, what about it?" He smiles a coy smile at me and says, "Do you really think he is going to be able to take care of your needs?" "I smiled back at him and said, "Yes he has a decent job and I have a good one so we will be fine. He looks disgusted and says, "Not those needs, your womanly needs, do you really think he is man enough to keep you satisfied, I mean my God, he is almost a woman himself, he works as a secretary and works with women all day doing women's work!" "I said, yes I know what he does and whom he works with and what are you saying, that you could take care of me better than him? He smiles back with a look of arrogance and says, "Yea, I'd bet my life on it." He then moves into me and takes me and kisses me on the lips. So as he is doing that I run my hand down his body and feel his cock! Wow was it hard and big to, a lot bigger and harder than Tommy's ever got. Oh I was ready to try it out right there but I broke the kiss and said, you know Steve, I know Tommy may not be the man in bed you are and I am not saying that I might not be interested in having a man for that purpose but he would have to prove a few things first. "Like what he said?" Well like being a real man and not just a stud. Which meant Steve would have to be man enough to understand that Tommy will make a fine companion and that I love him and that I can separate love from sex. "Ya go on, he said."" "So let's say that Tommy is really less of a man than you even think, and let's say I wanted a real man in bed from time to time that had something more like this. And I grabbed his hard cock and gave it a good hard squeeze, just to keep him interested of course." At this both Lisa and Ms. Baldwin smiled and nodded their heads and said "Of course." Brenda then continued, "So I say to him, what if I wanted to make Tommy a cuckold how would feel about that? He smiles and says, "I could help you with that. I have done lots of married women and a few in front of their husbands and I have no issues with it at all." I smile back at him and say, ya, but have you ever controlled their husbands? Have you ever made them do things or obey you? He gets a serious look on his face and backs off just a bit and says, "What kind of things?" I smile back at him again and toy with his shirt button and say, things like making them wash your car while you did their wife or polish your shoes? Cook and serve you dinner before being sent to turn down the bed? Or other things like clean up after or prep before? He moves back into me and says, "Why your one kinky lady aren't you?" Then he gets serious again and says, "You messing with me? Is this all a gag or what?" I look him in the eyes and grab his cock again through his pants and kiss him hard. And when I break the kiss I say to him, no I am dead serious about this but only if you think you are man enough. Tommy is a sissy. He was professionally trained to serve and obey and be a cuckold. I told him he had to pass some tests before I would marry him and being cuckolded is one of them. Now tell me Stevey, do you think you are up to the task because this says you are? And I squeezed his hard cock again almost driving me crazy. I wanted it so bad." "Steve looks at me and says very confidently, "Ya I am up to it, but let me get this straight, if I dominate the little pansy I can have you most anytime I want you. You will be my fuck mate forever?" Well now Steve forever is a long time and I can't guarantee that any more than you can guarantee that you will be able to please me the way I want forever. But I will tell you this. The better job you do of dominating him and helping me train him further as a sissy maid cuckold and in pleasuring me, the more sex you will get from me. Steve smiled and kissed me back and grabbed my ass with both hands and pressed his hard cock into my belly. When he broke the kiss, he asked how and when we were to get started. I told him that Friday night about 8:00 P.M. and that Tammie was going to be putting on a submissive display prior to that and would be in an extra submissive mood. I also told him that part of the display involved Tommy who we would be calling Tammie, getting a spanking and I wanted him to start out by spanking him as well. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Do you think there will be any issues with getting that done, I, mean is there going to be a fight from him?" I just laughed and said he will be as helpless as a rag doll and my God Steve, I hope you're not afraid of a sissy like Tammie, I mean if you are, what the hell, I might as well go looking elsewhere for a lover. He's a sissy, and he wears panties and bras and high heels for gosh sakes. Steve looked surprised and asked, "You serious he really is a total panty waste?" I shook my head yes and then warned him I would not tolerate him beating or really hurting Tammie. I reminded him I loved Tammie and wanted to be married to him." "He said, "Why in the hell would you marry a pansy like that, I don't get it?" I said Yes I know you don't get it but most women and that includes me don't like to be run over by aggressive men like you. Sure we like to take a tumble in the hay with you but not all the time, I would probably cut something off. No, Tammie is not a real man, but he will make me a fine wife and maid and with that I can have all of the lovers I want so tell me just how would I improve on that Mr. Smarty pants? He got a blank look and said, "Well when you put it that way and it makes sense. Ok So I see you at 8:00 on Friday, give me your address." I did and now we will see how it goes tonight. Yes this is just going to be a warm up for our dear sweet Tammie." Lisa now sat with her mouth open. She seemed to be speechless and her Mother told her to close her mouth before the flies flew in. She did with a startled look on her face and looked at both her mother and Brenda like she was in a daze. Then she spoke, "You two are serious about this, you really are doing this to this guy? What does he say about it?" Brenda took her hand and placed it on Lisa's smiling and said, "Oh he loves it and yes we are doing this and he will get over all of it even if it takes a little getting used to for him. He is a sissy and sissies like, no, they love to be treated like this. I know it's hard to believe and I really have only known about all this for a week myself so I know what you're thinking but you're wrong. You need to meet Madam Rebecca and if you ever do anything in your life get your mother to take you there and get some real education on how to control and treat men!" Lisa looked at her mother and Ms. Baldwin, said, "Yes Brenda I think you are right, I think a trip to Madam Rebecca's would do her wonders." Lisa looked shocked and pulled back in her chair and said, "I am not going to any whore house mother, you can forget that!" Brenda and Ms. Baldwin laughed so hard they nearly fell off their chairs. Ms. Baldwin upon catching her wind again said, "No dear, she is not a Madam she is so highly respected that she is addressed as Madam. A whore house, I should tell Madam Rebecca that and watch her response, no I won't embarrass you like that, but it would certainly bring down the house with laughter if she heard the story, wouldn't it Brenda?" Brenda acknowledged with a big nod as she was still laughing over the misunderstanding. Lisa looked at the two of them like they were nuts and was about ready to jump up and run out when they heard Tammie's heels clicking as he came down the hall. As Tammie entered the office, the three ladies were impressed. Ms. Baldwin and Ms. Brenda because of how sissyish he looked and Lisa because she had seen him leave looking like a man and could not believe this was the same person. The transformation from Tommy to Tammie was amazing. For a second she wondered who did it to him but then remembered he left on his own upon her mother's orders. Obviously he was not forced. He curtseyed to all of them and then Ms. Brenda called him to her. She told him to turn around which he did. She took his left arm first and bent behind his back and tied it in place with one of the ribbons especially for that purpose and then took his right arm and repeated the action. Lisa looked at her mother with an inquisitive look so her mother explained. "Lisa, this is one of Tammie's punishment dresses. He is to put them on when he is to be spanked. His arms are confined to the rear like this so he has no ability to resist." Then Ms. Brenda bent down and fastened his two high heels together with a latch that allowed him to move his feet no more than two inches forward or back ward at a time. As Ms. Brenda did this Ms. Baldwin explained to Lisa, "Once these heels are fastened he is pretty well confined and helpless, completely vulnerable to whoever is to administer the punishment. Tammie knows that neither Ms. Brenda nor I would ever abuse this power so as you can see he is very comfortable with this being done to him." Tammie was now set to be spanked and Ms. Brenda ordered him to present himself to Ms. Baldwin for a spanking. Tammie hobbled his way to her and she stopped him while standing directly in front of her. She then spoke to Tammie. "As you know my dear, you have done nothing wrong. You are not being punished because you were bad. You are being spanked so that my daughter Lisa here can see how males should be treated. She is in a relation with a man who has no respect for women and she needs to learn how wrong it is to put up with that kind of behavior. Now I am going to spank you hard. Are you Ok with helping Ms. Lisa here with all of this?" "Oh yes Ma'am, I am so sorry she is having that trouble. I want to do whatever I can to help out Ma'am." Ms. Brenda watched as Ms. Baldwin flopped Tammie over her lap and took out a hair brush. As Ms. Baldwin brushed Tammie's skirt up over his back, slowly but deliberately, Tammie's eyes began to glass over knowing what this meant. And as Ms. Baldwin brushed up Tammie's petticoats exposing his pink sissy panties with white lace on the rear Ms. Brenda leaned over toward Tammie and said, "I am so proud of you sweetie, you're going to make such a fine wife." Then the swats began to fall as Ms. Baldwin held Tammie in place, slowly at first, but faster and harder as she continued with the spanking. When Ms. Baldwin reached twenty-five she paused and asked, "Do you think it proper for a male to disrespect a woman?" Tammie already crying said, "No Ms. Baldwin any male who does that should be petticoated and spanked until he sees things correctly." "How do I know you're not just saying that to get out of more spankings?" "Oh Ms. Baldwin, I never ever would disrespect a woman. I love women. I want to be like women. You know I wear panties, bras, nylons, corsets, makeup, dresses and high heels every chance I get to show my respect to women. I put on this punishment dress because you asked me and submitted to a spanking in front of Ms. Lisa to show how a properly sissified male should act, oh please Ma'am, please believe me that I would never disrespect a woman they are my superiors and it's my duty to serve and please women, Ma'am." Ms. Baldwin gave Tammie five more hard swats and paused again. She asked, "So you think its fine for a woman to make all of the decisions and you would never question any of them?" "Oh no Ma'am, males are too stupid to make the decisions, women should make them all and males should always obey them, always, Ma'am." His bottom really starting to hurt. Ms. Baldwin laid five more hard ones on him and paused once more. "So if you're Ms. Brenda wants to have a dozen real men as lovers you would be happy to serve them dinners, turn down the bed, wash their cars, iron their laundry, clean them up after sex and then thank them for being allowed to do all of this?" Tammie did not answer right away. He was sobbing and had to catch his breath but Ms. Baldwin saw it as a stall so laid seven more hard swats on his bottom. His feet were kicking the two inches back and forth and he was wiggling around an amazing amount for being as bound as he was. When Ms. Baldwin paused, Tammie blurted out between sobs, "Oh yes Ms. Baldwin I would be delighted to serve Ms. Brenda and her lovers in any way she wanted. It would be my pleasure to cook and serve them dinner before they spent the night together and to wash her lover's car so it was clean and shinny and I would love to do his laundry and polish his shoes while they enjoyed each other in bed. Yes Ma'am it would me my greatest honor to do all of those things and any others she wanted of me." Ms. Baldwin then spanked him eight more times for a total of fifty swats but these last swats were much softer than the first ones and as she gave them to him she said, "I hope so Tammie, you know what happens to males who lie, I hope when the time comes, you show as much enthusiasm as possible for the task at hand or I know Ms. Brenda will be very, very disappointed in you." "Yes Ma'am, thank you Ma'am, thank you for the spanking Ma'am." "Your welcome Tammie now just lay there a few moments while I rub you." Ms. Baldwin then placed her hands on his nylon encased legs and massaged them being careful not to touch any of the tender areas. She slowly brushed his petticoats back into place and then his skirt. Shortly she assisted him to stand and told him to go to the corner and wait until they were ready to leave. Tammie slowly made his way to the corner as told. Once there Ms. Brenda said, "Tammie bunch up your skirt and petticoats and hold them up so we can view your pretty sissy panties." Tammie said, "Yes Ma'am, right away Ma'am." And then struggling Tammie managed to do as told much to the amazement of Lisa. Lisa was impressed if not totally shocked by the entire event. She had no idea why her mother had requested her to come to her office but if she were a betting woman this would have never made the odds. Ms. Baldwin said, "Lisa, I think we better call Madam Rebecca and get you a visit with her so you can learn how to control men to your advantage. Well actually it's to the males advantage too as you will learn as you get more experience with all of this. Now we better go to dinner so Brenda here can take Tammie on home." Ms. Brenda approached Tammie and undid the clasp that held his heels together then she undid the ribbons that held his arms behind his back. She turned him and kissed him and once again said, "Tammie you did very well. I am very proud of you, and you were such a good girl. Look here I brought a coat to put over you so you can stay in your spanking dress for a while longer. Now say goodbye to Ms. Baldwin and Ms. Lisa and thank them both for spanking you and witnessing your spanking." Tammie looked at the two ladies through mascara run eyes, his face was truly a mess from all the crying and he looked very sad indeed. He managed a smile and said, "Oh yes thank you very, very much Ms. Baldwin for spanking me, I truly appreciate it and know it has helped me become a better and more useful sissy to Ms. Brenda. And thank you very, very much Ms. Lisa for watching me get spanked and I really hope it helps you with your man problems, I am so sorry you had to have them." Both ladies told Tammie he was quite welcome and Lisa even said, "Maybe we can do it again sometime." Ms. Baldwin raised her eyebrows and smiled at Ms. Brenda with delight in hearing that remark from her daughter. Tammie was sent to the ladies room to refresh his makeup and allow his arms to relax. Ms. Brenda then escorted Tammie out to the car; Brenda had big plans, really big plans for all three of them that night and trough the next morning. Steve was aware of some of the plans but Tammie had no idea what was in store for him as he traveled home thinking his hardest job was done for the evening. Ms. Brenda saw it was already 7:00P.M. and knew there was no way that Tammie would be able to fix dinner in time so she went through a drive through and got a burger and fries for herself and a kid's meal for Tammie. Tammie was satisfied with the meal, the crying had dehydrated him and he felt much better now. He kept thinking how Ms. Brenda had told him twice in one evening that she was proud of him. He wondered if this was yet another one of her tests and if so he thought that he managed to pass it. They arrived home at 7:45 P.M. and Brenda was sure that Steve would be exactly on time. She told Tammie she wanted him to stand in the corner and as he did she bent and fastened the latch between his heels making him immobile. She went and freshened up a bit and just sat down when the door bell rang. Tammie got nervous and asked. "Should I go to another room Ms. Brenda?" Ms. Brenda replied, "No dear, no one can see you unless I let them in, just stand there like a good little girl and be quiet while I see who is at the door." Brenda opened the door and found exactly whom she thought she would find, Steve. She smiled at him and invited him in and then wrapped her arms around him and gave him a big kiss. Steve kissed back with lots of tongue and grabbing. He was ready for sex and was not going to slow down. But Brenda had other ideas, he was going to complete a certain discussed task first or he would be going home with blue balls. Tammie was in a near panic as he stood in the corner perfectly helpless, exposed and with humiliation beginning to run through his body. He wondered what was going on. Why his future wife was kissing this man. He had not seen the man yet but he could hear the making out for sure taking place not more than seven feet away. After what seemed an eternity Ms. Brenda said, "Tammie turn around and meet our guest." As Tammie turned around and lifted his eyes to see who this man was he recognized him as Steve Gates. Total mortification overcame Tammie as his heart raced and his mind searched for a way out of it as well as trying to comprehend what actually was taking place. His future wife had just invited a coworker in and kissed him like a long lost lover and was now introducing him as Tammie. It was all way too much for Tammie's feeble mind to deal with at one time. Ms. Brenda then said, "Tammie, I expect a proper greeting of our guest." Her voice was stern and to the point. Tammie tried to execute a curtsey but had forgotten about his heels being locked together and ended up on the floor in a heap. This brought great laughter from Steve. Ms. Brenda ordered Tammie to release his latch so he could walk and curtsey like a proper young lady. Tammie arose so red faced he looked as though neon red paint had been applied liberally to his face. He was mortified, embarrassed and humiliated all at the same time. Ms. Brenda then spoke again, "Tammie, I expect a proper greeting to Mr. Steve here immediately and then we will see about your punishment for insolence, awkwardness and incompetence." Tammie quickly grabbed the hem of his punishment dress and placing his left foot behind his right dipped into a perfect curtsey and said, "Welcome to Ms. Brenda's home Mr. Steve, I hope your visit here is enjoyable." Steve laughed at him and shot glances back and forth between Tammie and Brenda, then he said, "Oh I am sure it will be very enjoyable Tammie, is that what she calls you, Tammie? I always thought your name was Tommy but I can see that I was wrong so Tammie it will be. Tammie, do you know why I am here?" "No, no Sir I do not Mr. Steve." "Well Tammie, I am here to begin a sex relationship with your future wife. You see, Ms. Brenda understands that I am much better equipped to satisfy her sexual needs than you are so she has invited me to do that. But there is a catch Miss Tammie, as much as she wants my hard cock and I can assure you she wants it bad, she wants to make sure that you will mind me and respect me. Now we have not gotten off to a very good start with the show of disrespect that you greeted me with so I guess I will have to work extra hard to make sure Ms. Brenda knows you respect me, now won't I Tammie?" "But Mr. Steve, Sir, I meant no disrespect, I had only forgotten my heels were locked together while I stood in the corner." "So you're telling me that it's ok for you to fall to the floor when you should be greeting me? That because you forgot something I am supposed to pay for it?" Tammie had tears in his eyes as he said, "No Sir, it was my entire fault and I am so sorry Sir." Ms. Brenda called Tammie to her and told him to turn around. She then placed his arms into the binding ribbons and showed Steve how the punishment dress worked. She then fastened the latch between the heels again hobbling Tammie. Tammie sensed what was coming next and the look of fear on his face gave him away. Ms. Brenda then told Tammie, "Tammie there are no excuses, you know that. Now Mr. Steve is going to need to get satisfaction for your rudeness, you understand that don't you?" Tears were beginning to drip from Tammie's as he nodded his head and said, "Yes Ms. Brenda I understand." Steven took a seat in the middle of the sofa and Tammie turned to face him then took tiny little steps toward his fate as Steve watched in amusement and anticipation. Steve was really there for just one thing, sex, sex with Brenda. He had her wanted since the first time he ever laid eyes on her. He knew full well that such a treasure was not going to be his unless he played her game and right now that game was impressing upon Tammie who was boss. When Tammie reached him he began to lay over Steve's lap but Steve was impatient and flopped him over so fast that Tammie's head nearly hit the floor. Steve had none of the ritual or finesse that Madam Rebecca or Ms. Baldwin did when it came to as spanking ceremony. He roughly and inadequately tried to push the petticoats and skirt up over Tammie's back. Bu the manner in which he did caused them to fall right back down over Tammie's pantied bottom frustrating him. Ms. Brenda finally intervened and instructed him on the proper way to do it. Begrudgingly Steve complied and was amazed that her method worked. Once Tammie was properly laid out and his pantied bottom uncovered Steve took his hand and began to spank the hapless sissified male. Tammie was used to hair brushes and paddles and the occasional crop or whip but had never been spanked with a hand before. Steve spanked hard and fortunately for Tammie, his hand began to hurt not long into the spanking so Steve began to let up. Steve said to Tammie, "Tammie I am here to cuckold you, and I am going to make sure I do the best job possible. You are a pansy and I am a real man, you will show me all the respect you can muster or you will get plenty of these and from now on they will be with my belt. Now I want you to ask, no beg me, to cuckold you." Tammie already had a sore bottom from the spanking he endured at Ms. Baldwin's hands only hours earlier. He quickly complied with Mr. Steve's request saying, "Mr. Steve will you please cuckold me Sir. I want to be a cuckold and I want you to be the one to make me a cuckold Sir, please will you Sir?" Steve enjoyed the feeling he got from making Tammie say this and decided to take it further. He said, "Not good enough you little sissy, your just saying that to get me to stop spanking you. I want you to go into details." "Oh please Sir, I really, really do want to be a cuckold, I want you to have sex with Ms. Brenda and please her like I cannot. I want you to come anytime you want and go to bed with her and enjoy her beautiful body. Please Sir, please have sex with Ms. Brenda and make me a cuckold Mr. Steve." "Are you sure Tammie? Are you absolutely positive you want me to take your future wife to bed and fuck her? Because once I do she will for sure never want your puny little dick again, so are you really, really sure?" Tammie was sobbing now but he knew he had to say it, "Yes Sir, I am sure that I want you and Ms. Brenda to have sex whenever and as often as you want Sir. I want to be a cuckold I mean I need to be a cuckold to Ms. Brenda and I want you to be the one to make me the cuckold Sir." Ms. Brenda signaled to Steve that he had done enough for tonight so Steve stopped spanking Tammie and dumped him on the floor at his feet. He told Tammie to get up on his knees which Tammie did as quickly as possible and amazingly fast for a sissy bound as he was. He took Tammie's chin and lifted it and looked into his eyes. Then he reached down and pulled down his zipper and pulled out his huge cock. It was a full eight inches long, thick and hard. Tammie's little dick was only five and a half inches long and thin and never got truly hard. Tammie looked down at it only inches from his face and his eyes widened with amazement at how much bigger Mr. Steve's cock was than his. His first thought was "Could Ms. Brenda take all of that and what would it do to her?" Steve told Tammie, "Look at this woman pleaser sissy boi, do you see what Ms. Brenda is going to get from me? Can't you just wait to see her lips wrapped around it sucking it? And can't you wait to see it disappearing into her body knowing how deep she is being penetrated. Oh you will get to hear her moans and screams of ecstasy. Then you will know what a cuckold you truly are and according to you your wish will have come true now isn't that right?" With his eyes still transfixed on Steve's huge cock he nodded his head and said, "Yes Mr. Steve I will be a cuckold and I will have gotten my wish." Ms. Brenda had become quite aroused by the entire event. Seeing a real man spank her sissy Tammie and now seeing Steve's cock for the first time comparing the visual image to the feeling of it with her hands. She said, "Tammie kiss Mr. Steve's cock head to show him you are sorry for your rudeness earlier and how serious you are about wanting to be a sissy cuckold." Tammie did as told and lowered his red lips to Steve's cock and kissed the head several times. Steve was a bit unsure about this at first. He had never had a male suck or even touch his cock before but this really did not look much a like a male and the kissing did feel good. As Steve relaxed Ms. Brenda said, "Tammie I want you to suck Steve's cock a little to get it really hard for me. You want me to have a really hard cock to sit on now don't you?" Tammie paused from his kissing and said, "Yes Ms. Brenda I want you to have a really hard cock to sit on." He then opened his lips and took about four inches of Steve's cock inside his mouth and sucked on it like a perfect little sissy cock sucker. Steve was impressed. For some reason he never imagined that a sissy's mouth could or would feel as good as a real woman's mouth. He had been sucked hundreds of times. Women loved his manhood, the size, the hardness and loved to kiss, lick and suck on it. It was a point of pride to him but this, well this was very good. He had not realized how the sense of power and control would heighten his sexual experience. He had never before had quite this type of experience. But now it all came together, the anticipation of having Brenda under him, the power from dominating a panty waist, the feeling of a sissy so carefully kissing and sucking his cock. It all was a really big turn on and Steve laid back to enjoy the feelings. Ms. Brenda noticed that Steve was quite content to let Tammie pleasure him which was not exactly what she had in mind. "Tammie," she yelled, "do you have him as hard as he can get yet?" Tammie had slipped into a fantasy world himself and the sound of his name being so sternly called brought him back to reality very fast. He slid his mouth off Mr. Steve's cock only to have it spring up and catch him on the end of his nose. He said, "Yes Ms. Brenda I think it is as hard as I can get it, Ma'am." Ms. Brenda then went over to Tammie and undid his arm binders and told him to unfasten the shoe latch. As he did, she grabbed Steve by the cock and pulled him to his feet and led him down the hallway to her bedroom. Mr. Steve needed no encouragement and was soon ripping the clothes of Brenda and his own as well. In seconds they were in the bed and Steve was on top kissing her and sucking her nipples. Moments later he inserted his manhood between her legs amongst a low groan as she accepted him fully in one steady thrust. Steve let her adjust to his size while he grabbed her hair and kissed her hard. His hairy chest was rubbing against her soft nipples and supple breasts mashing them but creating a wonderful sensation at the same time. Then Steve began to pump. Pulling out until only an inch remained in her and then pushing slowly back in deeply until his massive balls were pressed tight against her luscious ass. Tammie was at a loss as to what to do so he just sat there for several moments waiting and thinking. It had all happened so fast he had to really think about what did actually happen. Then he heard the moans begin from MS. Brenda followed by the bed hitting the wall each time Mr. Steve thrust his manhood deep into her. The moans were increasing in volume and frequency and he thought, "It won't be long now." And it wasn't moments later that he heard Ms. Brenda climax. She was singing it sounded like, and almost crying, he was not sure at first if she was in pain or pleasure but then he heard her grunting and imagined it was now she who was thrusting to get her deep and powerful climax. Tammie suddenly though he better get cleaned up in case they called him for something so he scurried off to the bathroom and washed his face which was completely mascara stained and applied his sissy makeup. But by the time he was ready Ms. Brenda was once again in the throes of passion building to what was sure to be a second climax. But this time Steve was playing with her. As she would build, he would slow his thrusts causing a frustration in Brenda. Then he asked her if she liked his cock, she assured him she did. He then said, "You can have a choice Brenda, you can have my cock of Tammie's little dick but not both you have to make a choice." Brenda told him she wanted his cock and tried to hump him the best she could. But Steve had control of her body and most of her movements and prevented her from getting the action she wanted. He then said, "Tell me what you want and why and what you don't want and why or I am going to pull out right now." Brenda crazy with the need for a climax did not hold back. "Steve, I want your manly hard cock in me and fucking me and making me cum because it is so fucking hard and so fucking big I just love it and I need it. I don't want that sissy Tammie's little dick in me ever again because it is way too small and way too soft to do any real woman any good. So please fuck me hard." Tammie heard every word of it and he knew it was true. He knew he was now a real cuckold and would remain that way. He was not upset but rather he was facing a reality. The reality was that he was a sissy and was not a real man. He could not hope to do what Mr. Steve was doing but he could be a good sissy maid cuckold and he decided at that moment that there were no other options open to him. Ms. Brenda was then brought to climax again. A short time later a third climax was heard through the entire apartment then a forth and a fifth. Tammie thought how much difficulty he had in causing Ms. Brenda to climax once and he had to use his little dick and his finger to bring that off as weak as it was. He realized there were real men out there and he was not one of them. He wandered around pausing often to listen. It got so towards the end when Ms. Brenda climaxed Tammie noticed he was smiling. He was not sure if he were cheering for Mr. Steve or Ms. Brenda or maybe just for himself. Finally things seemed to go quiet and then came the call from the bedroom. Tammie hurried in not thinking about what would greet him but finding two naked bodies covered in sweat and cum lying tangled on the sheets. Tammie was ordered to bring wash clothes and towels and to clean them up. After doing the best he could he noticed a big smile forming on Ms. Brenda's face. He recognized the smile as kind she had when a great idea was coming to her mind. She looked at Tammie and said, "First little sissy cuckold you will suck the remaining juices from Steve's wonderful cock." So Tammie got down and did as told getting the taste of the last drops to remain in his member. When he was done with that she said, "Now lay on the bed on your back so you can clean me." All sorts of thoughts ran through Tammie's mind as he did as ordered. Once in position Ms. Brenda worked her way over him and lowered her sweet womanhood to his lips and told him to suck and lick until she felt perfectly clean. As Tammie did, he began to get juices that were a mixture from the two of them and found them to be quite pleasant tasting. He too was sexually aroused though being tucked no one would ever know it. The position and humiliation had caused him to be extra submissive but totally aroused and desiring to please as much as he could. As Ms. Brenda got her cleaning, she remarked over and over how fantastic Steve was and what a great choice he was and how she was sure that Tammie need never try to please her again. All of these things worked on Tammie making him feel completely defeated and ready to obey any command either of them gave him. He felt totally out classed and defenseless in trying to ever prove he was a man in any way. He wondered if all of this would go favorably for him toward the marriage. Little did he know that Ms. Brenda upon settling her bottom over Tammie's lips had made her decision right then and there, yet she also decided to with hold this decision from Tammie lest he thought his testing was too easy? As Tammie did his job of licking and sucking Ms. Brenda sat there staring at Steve and imagining all of the pleasures he had brought to her in the hour before. "It was amazing," she thought, "how one could feel this much ecstasy and pleasure." It was a mind cleansing experience, and she felt fully alive and refreshed. Her body was being soothed yet stimulated by the sissy to be husband below while her lover lay there watching her wind down from their love making, his cock ever so slightly starting to twinge again as if it wanted more of her. But even if it did, she was done for now. She had experienced what every woman should experience and that is the full ability of males to please. One making her rock and moan and scream and beg and the other softly, tenderly caressing and soothing her fires. Ms. Brenda began a soft inner deep climax, but one much different from the kind her lover Steve had given her earlier yet just as fulfilling and satisfying. Two different males and two different climaxes yet both important and satisfying in their own right. She knew she had the best of all worlds and needed only to further develop her stable of lovers and further the training of her sissy Tammie to make life just perfect. When she was satisfied that Tammie had done all he could do, she sent him to get cleaned up and change into a night gown and then return to say goodnight to her and Mr. Steve. Yes Steve was staying the night and the two of them were back to kissing and fondling when Tammie returned in his pink baby doll nightgown, holding his Barbie doll in one hand and mouth shaper in the other. Before entering he knocked and was told to enter. Ms. Brenda looked him over and smiled at him and said, "I am quite pleased with you Tammie; you did a very nice job tonight. Now thank Mr. Steve for fucking me so well and then give us both a curtsey and put your mouth shaper in place before going to bed. In the morning you will knock on my door at 8:00 A.M. sharp and then I will tell you what to fix us for breakfast so be in your maids uniform when you arrive." "Yes Ma'am, thank you Mr. Steve for fucking Ms. Brenda the way you did. I know she thoroughly enjoyed it. It was a pleasure serving you Sir." He then curtseyed and placed the penis gag in his mouth to which Steve just shook his head, locked it in place and went to bed leaving the two lovers to do what lovers do. Tammie awoke several times during the night to loud moans and noises coming from across the hall in Ms. Brenda's room. He smiled to himself each time now as he knew how much enjoyment Ms. Brenda was receiving. He really did not understand why but her having a lover seemed to make him feel better, less selfish maybe and a better person. He slept peacefully between the times when the two were having sex. In the morning he awoke at 7:00 A.M. and got dressed in a working maid's uniform, made sure his makeup was perfect and his room in order and then at precisely 8:00 A.M. he stood outside Ms. Brenda's door and knocked on it. No answer so he knocked again and then heard Ms. Brenda say, "You may enter." He did as told and saw the two cuddled together in the bed with both of them barely awake. Ms. Brenda said, "Good morning Tammie. I would like a coffee, one egg, soft boiled, two pieces of wheat toast, two pieces of bacon. And Steve, what would you like for breakfast?" Mr. Steve smiled and said, "You, I want you for breakfast and lunch and supper and maybe for a midnight snack too." "Ok silly, besides me what do you want for breakfast?" Mr. Steve kissed her on the neck and then sat up and looked at Tammie and said, "I want a coffee, two eggs, a sunny side up and four pieces of white toast. I want six pieces of bacon and hash browns. Now get to it while I make love again to my sweet Brenda here." The reality of Mr. Steve's words sank into Tammie deeply. She was his for sex anyway. He quickly curtseyed to both of them and exited the room noticing that Mr. Steve was already rolling over on Ms. Brenda and she was offering no resistance. As he scurried down the hall to the kitchen, his mind was on breakfast. His training at Madam Rebecca's had taught him to concentrate on the task at hand and block out other thoughts lest he finds his way into a punishment dress and plenty of time in the corner. Oh how he hated to have to hold that dime in the corner with his nose for hours while the rest of the sissies got to serve Madam and her guests. And oh the time he dropped the dime, he should never forget the rage brought on him by disrespecting Madam's order to hold it there with his nose. The mere thought of that incident sent shivers up and down his spine. No, he would think only about the task at hand, do his best to please his two superiors and hope for praise. Praise was the lifeblood of a true sissy, nothing would feel better than to hear those kind words and see that look on the face of one so impressed with his work as to speak and show it out loud and especially in front of others. Yes praise was what a sissy lived for and Tammie was no exception. Once in the kitchen he set about preparing the breakfast and setting the table, for two. Though he hungered for some of the food as he prepared it especially as the fragrance whiffed to his nostrils but he knew better than to take such liberties. It was simply not proper for a sissy to overstep his bounds, not even by an inch. He put place mats down first and wrapped the silverware in cloth napkins. He put a center piece of flowers on the table and made sure everything was aligned and perfect. Then just as the meal was about ready he hurried back to Ms. Brenda's bedroom and knocked. Soon the replay came to enter which he did providing a curtsey to both of them and informing Ms. Brenda that breakfast was ready at their convenience. Another lesson he had learned at Madam Rebecca's, a sissy never assumes others should meet his schedule but rather that they are informed of the situation so they may make their own schedule. Ms. Brenda and Mr. Steve were famished having expelled a great deal of energy over the last twelve hours, so they did not dally in getting to the table. Both arrived in bathrobes not bothering to shower or get dressed before they ate. Ms. Brenda was impressed with the table setting and said so which warmed Tammie's heart. Ms. Brenda being so new to this had no idea of the depth that Tammie had been trained and so such simple things were unexpected by her. Mr. Steve paid little attention to the effort put forth as most real men don't. The artistic effect escaped him in his quest for food. Having sat, Tammie served them their coffee knowing what Ms. Brenda liked in hers, cream and two sugars he placed that in and stirred it carefully before her. As he served Mr. Steve, he asked, "Mr. Steve, Sir, how do you prefer your coffee?" "Black and hot," came the reply. After serving the coffee Tammie served up the rest of the food then retreated to the wall and placed his feet together, folded his hands on his apron and hung his head with eyes downcast to the floor. Steve noticed this and smiled at Ms. Brenda who returned a very coy smile to him. They chatted about how wonderful the evening had been and Ms. Brenda was quite open about how good she felt and how much she enjoyed Mr. Steve's manhood. She told him that she had to admit he was the best man she had ever been to bed with by far and did not regret for one second his being there. Mr. Steve repaid the compliments with many of his own to her going on about her talents and abilities and how much fun she was to make love too. Both Ms. Brenda and Mr. Steve had two motives for this talk. The first reason being to compliment a great lover that they had both enjoyed and the second to make it quite plain to Tammie what his status was. Both were quite effective in their intent. Mr. Steve raised his coffee cup toward Tammie who instantly fetched the coffee pot and refilled his cup. Mr. Steve did not bother thanking or acknowledge Tammie in any way, Tammie regained his position against the wall and in a short while Ms. Brenda did the same with her cup. As Tammie refreshed her cup and added a bit more sugar and cream she said, "Tammie, this is a splendid breakfast, you did very well this morning." Then Mr. Steve spoke, "Yes Tammie, I must admit the food is delicious and cooked perfectly." This surprised Tammie and delighted him at the same time. Mr. Steve had not paid much positive attention to Tammie and Tammie felt as though he must hate him or at least despise him. He knew that some men loathed sissies and found them to be of no use. He had feared that Mr. Steve may be one of these men. But now as he stood against the wall he felt better having received that compliment and that also made him think of the previous evening when Ms. Brenda had instructed him to fluff Mr. Steve in preparation for her. He distinctly recalled how Mr. Steve had relaxed and laid back and was content to enjoy the fluffing process seemingly not being in any hurry to end it. A slight smile crossed over Tammie's face but was unnoticed by the two lovers. Mr. Steve suddenly noticed the little table against the wall and asked, "Brenda sweets, what on earth is that little table for?" "Oh that, that's Tammie's table, that's where Tammie sits when he eats." "I see, that sounds perfectly sensible. You really would not want him sitting at a table for adults now would you?" "Well, I have learned that a sissy is a servant and when a servant feels they are equal to their owner then there are problems. So as a reminder of his status Tammie has different items to use than I or my guests do, it helps him deal with his position better. In fact Steve if you are done with your plate may I have it?" "Surely you are not going to clear the table when you have a sissy maid standing by to do that for you, I have better ideas for your time than that?" "No, Steve, I am not going to clear the table, now if you are done, will you please pass me your plate?" Steve did as she asked but with a question on his face as he did it. Ms. Brenda took Steve's plate and scraped the food left on his over to hers. She then called Tammie to her and handed him the plate with her silverware on it and said, "Here you are my sweet sissy maid cuckold, here is your breakfast, you may eat now. Steve and I are going to take a shower together and we may be awhile but when we are done Mr. Steve will be leaving (Mr. Steve got a very disappointed look on his face at these words) and you and I are going shopping. So I want you to clean up and then change from your maids dress into your male pants and shirt. But leave your breast pads in and remove all of your makeup and finger nail polish." Tammie curtseyed to her and replied with "Yes Ma'am, right away Ma'am." She then rose and was followed by Mr. Steve who glanced back to see Tammie sitting at the table eating their left over's. The vision sent fire into his loins and his manhood began to respond as they headed to the shower where the two spent the next half hour cleaning up and doing other things that only two hot lovers can do in a shower. While Tammie went about her kitchen duties across town Ms Baldwin and her daughter Lisa had also finished breakfast and was still in discussions about the previous day's events. Ms. Baldwin had made a great deal of progress in getting her daughter interested in learning more and suggested she call Madam Rebecca and set up an appointment. Lisa was all for it, her curiosity being peaked so Ms. Baldwin made the call. "Good morning Sissie, this is Ms. Baldwin, is Madam available? Hello Madam Rebecca, this is Crystal Baldwin, yes I am fine and how are you? That's good to hear. Listen, I have my daughter Lisa her and she has been experiencing some man problems. Yes it is sad. But yesterday she witnessed a demonstration of Tammie being put into a punishment dress and spanked. She has also listened to Brenda Moore talk about some of her preliminary training of Tammie and is interested in discussing this with you. Would you possibly be available to speak with her and maybe take her under your wing for a short period? Wonderful, yes we can be there in an hour. Ok Madam, thank you very much, I deeply appreciate your time. Yes we will see you soon." As Ms. Baldwin and Lisa made the drive to Madam Rebecca's home Ms. Baldwin answered questions for Lisa about Madam Rebecca and how she had met her and how she had helped her. It was a story of mentoring which had resulted in Ms. Baldwin transforming from a door mat to a powerful respected woman. The transformation had taken place just after Lisa had left home to go to college and so she had not been part of the event of the recipient of the benefits of it that is until now. When they arrived at the door, they were met by a sissy maid in formal French Maids attire. He introduced himself as Sissy Maid Tabitha. He curtseyed to both of them and informed them that Madam was expecting them and to please follow him to where she was at. As they traveled through the house, they saw several other maids all dressed in working maid's uniforms scurrying about scrubbing floors and walls and dusting furniture. Soon they entered Madam's office. Madam was quite pleased to see them and be introduced to Lisa. Sissy Maid Tabitha was told to bring Sissie and was then excused. Tabitha curtsied a proper curtsey to each one of them before leaving to get Sissie. Madam's office was plush and feminine in nature, it appeared to be an office of a powerful executive and one felt slightly intimidated by it at first. But the genuine femininity of it warmed a person as they sat there and soon the comfort increased. It was not long before Sissie appeared and was introduced to Lisa and re acquainted with Ms. Baldwin. Sissie was dressed in a pretty secretarial outfit consisting of a lavender dress with matching five inch heels. The dress was lined in lace and had small bows all across the hem and around the neck line. His waist was pinched quite nicely surely from strict corseting and his legs were shapely, no doubt from the constant wearing of the five inch heels. At the mention of each name Sissie provided a deep curtsey executed in a fashion that made it clear that this sissy had a great deal of practice at such displays of manners. Sissie was told to take a seat, which he did, brushing his dress under him, crossing his legs at the knee and folding his hands on his lap lady like in every respect. Madam Rebecca began, "Lisa, this is Sissie, my husband of 29 years. As you can see he has little resemblance to a man and that is on purpose. You see my dear males are good for two things, fun and service. But like most things in life you can have versatility or perfection. They seldom if ever come in the same package. This is especially true of males. Sissie here is a sissy, obviously but he did not start out that way. He was what one would refer to as a man's man, aggressive and powerful but also arrogant and not very useful once the sex was over. I loved him too much to lose him and I could not stand him when he was not providing me with sex so I learned how to turn him into a useful and pleasant creature." As Madam spoke so frankly and openly in front of Sissie, Lisa wondered about Sissie's reactions. She glanced back and forth between the two but found no tell tale disagreement on Sissie's face. He simply sat there all feminized and listened to Madam speak. "You see dear, many women think it cruel to turn a male into a sissy like I have done but they could not be more wrong. Males are basically lost souls who prey upon the perceived weak. We women often portray a vision of weakness which encourages them. We do this by being giving and submitting to their desires with the incorrect thought that by doing this we will gain their respect and/or their love. It just does not work that way. The male needs to please, he needs to serve. Think of all the typical male jobs, military, police, government, etc. There is always an established hierarchy with ranks and orders. Rewards for achieving goals and demerits for not. Yet as women we think they can operate without this system and be put fully in charge in a marriage. It does not work. Female led marriages have the highest success rate of all marriages and they do so for a very good reason. There are expectations in place for the male to meet. He is expected to serve, obey, love, worship and honor his female owner and yes I do mean owner. You must understand that woman owns a male not the other way around. Yes I know the stories of Shakes and Pharaohs who owned a hundred women some of them wives and the rest concubines. But think of those women, they were held prisoners and forced to obey or be killed or their families killed. This was not of free will. Now, look around this house, do you see any guards? Do you see a high fence keeping these males here? No, every one of them is here because they want to be here, they benefit from being here and they know they are becoming better people from being here. I have asked Sissie to join us so you can ask him direct questions and get direct answers. In fact I have some business I must tend to so I will leave the three of you here to talk and then I will be back in a little bit." As Madam arose Sissie did as well and curtseyed to her as she left the room and then sat back down as he had before. Ms. Baldwin looked at Lisa as if to say, "Well ask him something." Lisa feeling a bit awkward asked Sissie, "Are you really truly happy being treated as a sissy all the time?" "Yes Ma'am, I would not want to try to be a man again. Madam has taught me so much about giving and pleasing and having experienced the rewards of doing so has made me a better person and provided me with an understanding that macho is a disease and not something to be proud of. How can one be so rude and over bearing and get the pleasure that I can from being soft and feminine and giving and seeing people happy?" "Do you miss being a man at all?" "No, not at all, I actually have come to loath most masculine things. They seem rough and crude to me now. I love the feel of my silky smooth skin and soft luscious clothing that I get to wear. It is so much more fun doing girl stuff and it really makes me wonder why women don't do more of it?" "Like what kind of stuff do you think women should do more of?" "Oh like wearing more frills and lace and lots of petticoats and tight corsets and high heels, they are just so nice to wear and look and feel so wonderful." "Really, what is so fun about wearing a corset or even a bra for that matter or five inch heels like you have on now, my feet would be killing me?" "Oh Ms. Lisa, a bra is divine, it is as though Mistress had her arms around me and was hugging me all the time. Each time I move and feel the pull of the bra it makes me think of just that. And my corset, well, I just simply could not be without it. I love the way it squeezes me and reminds me that I am not a man and that my movements are limited. It keeps my posture correct and is a constant reminder that I am lovingly owned by a most powerful woman that others would die to be owned by. Now my heels, oh I just don't understand why everyone does not want to wear high heels. They look so fantastic and make my bottom stick out a bit for show. They also make me concentrate on my walk keeping my thoughts centered where they belong. But when I sit and hang one leg over the other and see that high heel dangling from my foot, it sends waves of feminine desires through my body making me want to be as much a lady as possible for a mere male to be." Lisa sat there stunned. It was quite obvious that at least this sissy was deeply in love with whom he had become. She thought he would cry if he was told he could not be a sissy. She sat in silence for a moment and then got the courage to ask the really hard question. "You are a cuckold right? How do you feel about that, having other men go to bed with your wife and please her while you cannot?" Sissie smiled back at her and said, "Well first I must humbly correct an error you made. You said "other men." I am not a man, I am a sissy. But to answer the question I am very proud to be married to a woman who is so sexual and so sexually desirable. Men love to make love to her and they feel very good after wards at having pleased her. She too is very happy after being with a great lover and she glows from the experience. I know I am incapable of providing those pleasures to her. Since I claim to love her and I certainly do, would it not be selfish of me to deny her of such pleasures unless I could provide them myself? How could I claim to love her and knowingly cause her to miss out on pleasure, relaxation, fun, and the calming effect that sex has on women? I truly believe that women need to have sex on a very regular basis for physical and mental health so it is not possible for me to love her and not want to be her cuckold or not be proud to be her cuckold." Lisa just sat there shaking her head in disbelieve. How could a male be trained so thoroughly as to be this unselfish and loving? How could he be so true and so dedicated she wondered? Ms. Baldwin then asked, "Sissie, how many males has Madam trained and what percentage is happy or better off from it?" Sissie thought a moment and said, "That is a difficult question to answer accurately. Madam has personally trained around a hundred males in person over the years and that means having actual physical contact with them, some here and many at their homes or meeting places. She has trained maybe a thousand more through the mail over the phone and e-mail. But she has affected many thousands more through her groups, writings and advice that we have no way of knowing what that number is but know it does exist because occasionally one will write and thank her for her advice or writings saying how it has helped. And as far as how successful the training is I would have to say a qualified 100%. By that I mean that I think that any male or female who has ever applied her teachings is better off. They are all better, more understanding, nicer, more confident persons than they were before." Madam Rebecca now returned and asked Ms. Baldwin and Ms. Lisa to accompany her on her rounds of sissy inspection. Lisa still thinking about the conversation with Sissie was enthralled by the process and quickly leapt to her feet to see more of Madam's training. Back across town, Mr. Steve was leaving and Tammie thanked him once again for making love to Ms. Brenda, his spanking and for being permitted to serve him. It was humbling to say the least for Tammie but a well-needed exercise for a sissy wife to be in Ms. Brenda's estimation. Mr. Steve kissed Ms. Brenda a deep lasting kiss goodbye and said he would see her next week as Tammie stood therewith head bowed. Tammie was ready to leave with Ms. Brenda and she handed him a coat so he could disguise his jutting breasts better as they went out. She also handed him a garment bag and a large purse. Ms. Brenda had plans to take Tammie to a seamstress she had spoken to earlier in the week. Unknown to Tammie was that his white communion dress was in the garment bag and his matching heels were in the large purse. He knew better than to ask questions but still wondered where Ms. Brenda was taking him and what new adventure awaited him when he got there. Ms. Brenda on the other hand was almost giddy with excitement having enjoyed a fabulous lover and was now about to put her cross-dressed boyfriend into a dress modeling situation that he surely would find just as embarrassing. Just the thought of Tammie being exposed to several strange women being measured and fitted for a new custom dress was stimulating her sexuality. "Ah," she thought, "this is the only way to live."