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Marcy - Priscilla's Wedding By Sissie Maid Cuckold When Pansy finally came around after his faint, he wondered what had happened. Ms. Leslie explained he had fainted right after hearing that his wife was inviting all of his family and friends to her wedding to Marcus. Pansy rubbed his eyes and shook his head in disbelief. "Yes, I remember now, is she really going to do that?" "Yes my dear, but don't worry it will be good for you, everyone will know what a pathetic looser of a husband you were and what a submissive panty waist you are now, wont that be nice?" Still groggy and not fully listening Pansy replied, "Yes I guess so." "Sure it will dear, now it's time for you to get up, I have a special job for you. I think you're ready to wait on a customer and I have a very special one coming in so come on, let's go." One of Leslie's best customers, Ms. Wilson, had brought her son, Chrissie, in for a new dress to wear to Priscilla's wedding. She and Leslie had been friends for many years and Leslie had helped her sissify her son. Leslie told Ms. Wilson about Pansy and asked her if she would not mind helping him with his first customer service job to which she quickly agreed. "Ms. Wilson, this is Pansy, he belongs to Marcy and Marcus, you know, you have met them. Pansy is Marcy's sissy cuckold husband but she and Marcus are going to be married in a month. Marcy plans to get pregnant by Marcus right away and after Marcy has her baby, they plan to turn pansy into their nanny. In the meantime, Pansy is working here and learning how to sew and fit and alter. He will be attending to Chrissies fitting today." "Oh it's nice to meet you Pansy, seems like your wife had the right idea, that Marcus is one Manly Man." Pansy curtsied to Ms. Wilson. "Yes Ma'am it's very nice to meet you Ma'am and yes Mr. Marcus is a Manly Man." "Well sissy boy I must know, does it bother you to see a strong handsome Black man with your wife and to know he is going to impregnate her and that everyone will get to see you for the sissy wimp you are? Oh don't both to answer that sure it does how could any man even stand the thought of such a thing, well good, it's good to know you're not pretending to be a man anymore. My son Chrissie here won't ever have that problem, he will never have to worry about pretending to be a man, I am raising him right, like the little girl he was meant to be." "Yes Ma'am." Leslie returned with the beautiful yellow sissy party dress that they had been making for Chrissie. Chrissie was dressed like a seven year old girl. He wore a white dress full of lace and ruffles. Mary Jane shoes with white socks that had little pink hearts on them. No nylons and was wearing a bonnet for little girls. His face was lightly made up and his nails a very light pink. His figure was very slight due to the restricted diet his mother kept him on. She made sure to limit his muscle development and he was now on female hormones to make sure no ugly male traits appeared. In recent months, his little breasts started to bloom and soon he would need to go to a B cup. His Mother would say, "My little sissy is growing up and soon she will have to dress like a teenager!" His hips were starting to flare and his waist was narrowing which could have been from the diet, the hormones or the very restrictive corset his mother made him wear to bed every night. Ms. Wilson ordered her son to remove his white dress, which he did after she unbuttoned the back of it. Pansy noticed right away that he was dressed like a young girl underneath as well. He was wearing a training bra, which amazed Pansy. They put a cute little yellow petticoat on him followed by the yellow party dress. It fit very well but still needed some hemming. Pansy got on his knees and used the chalk marker to mark the hem as Chrissie turned very slowly carefully keeping his feet tight together in a very feminine manner as he did so. This hem would have to be hand done and not done on the hemmer machine. She took it back off Chrissie and sat there hemming it while the women talked and Chrissie just stood there, head bowed hands folded in front of him. Ms. Wilson finally seemed to notice her bored sissy son standing there and took a coloring book and box of crayons out of her purse and told him to collar some of the pretty pictures. Pansy could not help but notice how juvenile this boy acted even though he had to be nearly 20 years old. He truly acted just like a seven-year-old little girl including coloring pictures of Snow White, Barbie and Sleeping Beauty. Pansy completed the hemming and then helped Chrissie put his dress back on. It fit well and the hem was even and straight. Ms. Wilson was elated at how he looked in it. Just then her daughter came in, she had been shopping and was to meet her mother here. "Oh...mother doesn't he look so perfect in that dress. It's very cute Chrissie." They gathered their stuff and left. Pansy went back to the sewing room and said, "You aren't going to believe what I just saw. There was a boy out there wearing a training bra and being treated like a little girl." "Yes that's Chrissie, Ms. Wilson wants him to stay a seven year old girl forever," replied Prissy as he shook his head. "Mother and I have been to their house. I played with Chrissie in his bedroom for about two hours one day while mother and Ms. Wilson visited. We played dolls most of the time. He has a wonderful doll collection. He also has a great book and video collection all for girls age 5, 6 and 7 years old. His mother will not let him do anything over that age. He still sleeps in a crib too. He has to lisp when he talks but he really does not lisp, well maybe now he does because he has done it so long. He's going to be at my wedding." Pansy could not believe how accepted treating a 20-year-old man like a 7 year old girl was. When he got home and did his duties and it came time for him to report what happened at work that day he said, "You won't believe it, this 20 year old boy came in with his mother to be fitted for a sissy party dress designed for a seven year old girl. He does not even wear a regular bra he wears a training bra, can you imagine a 20- year-old boy being made to wear a little girls training bra, what a pathetic sissy he was. I would have laughed but I was afraid what might happen. I just can't believe a boy would allow such a thing." Marcy and Marcus looked at each other in disbelief. Was their sissy cuckold making fun of another sissy? "So Pansy, you think he's pathetic for wearing a training bra?" "Yes Ma'am I do." "Well what about you being a sissy and cuckold isn't that pathetic?" "Well ...no...I dress like an adult sissy that's different." "It is huh. Well I will tell you what. I want you to have Ms. Leslie call me tomorrow when you get to work. I want to find out about this Ms. Wilson and set up an appointment for you to go over and play with Chrissie so you can get to know her better and maybe even stay overnight with her. Of course we'll have to get you some age appropriate clothes so have Ms. Leslie call me tomorrow will you?" Pansy swallowed hard. "Yesss Ma'am I will have her call you Ma'am." Sometimes he just wished he could not talk that way he would not get into as much trouble. The next day Pansy did as instructed and Leslie called and spoke with Marcy. Marcy discussed the feelings Pansy had and told her, her plan. Leslie loved it and said she would put a couple of outfits together for Pansy to wear. They set up an appointment for Pansy to play with Chrissie and stay overnight. Pansy was dejected. How could this happen to him, he was a big girl not a little girl? When they arrived, Pansy was sent to Chrissies bedroom where the two "little" girls began to play with dolls. Chrissie was a little bossy and told Pansy which dolls she could play with. Pansy's powder blue sissy party dress only barely covered her sissy panties when she stood straight and erect. While playing her panties were constantly exposed. They played dolls for a while then Chrissie wanted to watch cartoons, they watched several little girl cartoons and Pansy listened to Chrissie laugh over them. Then she wanted to show Pansy a dance and song she knew. Pansy knew it was not going to be good to not go along, so agreed. Chrissie stood up and sang and danced the "I am a little tea pot song." She sang: I'm a little teapot, short and stout Here is my handle (she put one hand on her hip), here is my spout (her other arm was out straight) When I get all steamed up, hear me shout Just tip me over and pour me out! (As song ended, she leaned over and tipped her arm out like a spout.) I'm a clever teapot, yes it's true Here's an example of what I can do I can change my handle to my spout (She switched arm positions and repeated the tipping motion.) Just tip me over and pour me out. When she got done she curtsied to Pansy and Pansy clapped. The two women were still talking and heard the noise and went to investigate. Chrissie told her what was going on and Ms. Wilson told her to do the song and dance for Ms. Marcy. Chrissie was delighted to do it again. Ms. Marcy thought it was wonderful and asked Chrissie to teach it to Pansy. Pansy's eyes got huge but she did not say a word. Soon Chrissie was helping Pansy learn the song and dance. When Chrissie was sure Pansy could do she went and got her Mother and Ms. Marcy and told them Pansy was ready. Pansy was completely humiliated but knew it would be foolish to not comply so performed the little sissy dance and song. Both women roared with laughter only increasing Pansy's embarrassment. They played for a long time until it was time to go to bed. Ms. Wilson made them change into their nighties, go potty and both of them get in the little crib. They were all scrunched up in there and then she handed them a double pacifier to suck on, but the pacifier was not the usual kind it was a double penis pacifier with a head harness attached so the little sissy girls could be fastened into it with their lips only a fraction of an inch apart all night. It was only 7:00 PM but they were in bed and could not talk. Their hands had been secured behind their backs and they were told that if they were found without their pacifiers in and sucking on them they would be spanked. So they did as they were told laying their motionless In the crib sucking on penis pacifiers! Marcy thought they looked so cute that she took several pictures of them and sent one to Marcus. She then said, "you know what pansy, I thinks it's time some of our friends and family see what you have turned into I am going to send these photos to three of them but not tell you who I sent them to, won't that be fun Pansy, you wondering which ones got them? Oh sure it will now suck your little cocks and go to sleep." Pansy's eyes grew very wide as he lay there helpless while photos of him and his predicament circulated among family and friends. He wondered if there was no end to the lengths that ms Marcy would go to, to destroy his life. The next morning Pansy had to go to work so changed into his work uniform and had to carry his dress on a hanger with a clear cleaner's bag over it to protect it. He had to walk 6 blocks to a bus stop and change busses twice to get to work. He was exposed to a lot more people some of which gave him strange looks. When he got to work prissy and Priscilla wanted to hear all about it. "I'll tell you one thing, I won't ever make fun of another sissy ever again." "Well I should hope not Pansy, we're all the same you know and our wives have all the power, I hope you learned your lesson and will be more understanding." "I will, I will." It was now time for Priscilla's wedding and everybody was in a tizzy. Pansy was in his pretty little flower girls dress and was ready for the wedding. Tyrone and Cindy had spent the night practicing the consummation and were lovey dovey and ready for the ceremony. The wedding was in the large back yard at Ms. Leslie's home. About 75 guests had arrived. All of them knew this was not going to be a traditional wedding but not all of them knew that this was actually a sissy cuckold wedding. Some of the people probably did not really know what was about to take place but they would. Once most of the people were seated, a Black man took the podium and announced himself as Reverend Thompson. He said, "Welcome folks, we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of three very wonderful people." Some in the crowd turned to each other and wondered if he meant two people. "This union is not a traditional union as many of us know it but it is the union of the future. In lew of a groom we have a best man, Mr. Tyron Brinks is the best man in this wedding. We have a wonderful and beautiful bride Cindy Smith. In addition, we have a sissy cuckold husband Priscilla Baker. Mr. Brinks, take your place." Tyron walked to stand before the reverend and then tuned to face the audience. The organ music played, "here comes the bride". As the audience turned to the rear they saw Pansy dressed like a little flower girl coming down the aisle spreading flower pedals as she did. She reached the podium and took her place on the left side facing the audience. Then a few gasps erupted as they saw Ms. Cindy dressed in a sexy white brides gown holding a leash to a matching sexy white wedding gown worn by Priscilla and Priscilla with his hands fastened securely behind his back by the large bow on his sissy dress following Ms. Cindy down the aisle. As they approached the podium the reverend spoke again, "Cindy, Priscilla, you are here to take a very important step in matrimony. You will be linked together as husband and wife until death do you part. This is a huge step for anyone to consider and in discussions with you, I know you have given this commitment great consideration. We have all gathered here today to witness a non-conventional wedding ceremony, one which I believe and in fact I know will be duplicated in the future by many other couples. In fact there is a sissy cuckold couple here today in the audience who has asked me to officiate over their wedding in one month. In gathering here today, we pledge to support and honor the wishes of those making their commitments to this lifestyle. Anyone who objects should please leave now..." He paused and gazed over the audience but not one sole got up and left. "Let us begin: Do you Tyrone Binks take this white couple under your guidance and direction to command, train, and control and will you enforce all of your commandments quickly and faithfully" "I do" replied Tyrone. Do you Cindy Smith agree to obey and serve Tyrone as the best man in your life while faithfully training, cuckolding and disciplining your cuck to be husband Priscilla baker and promise to love, obey and cherish Tyrone for as long as you shall live?" "Yes I do!" "Do you Priscilla Baker promise to serve, obey, respect, honor and subjugate yourself to your wife Cindy and the best man Tyrone for as long as you shall live?" "Yes Sir, I do Sir." "Does anyone in this audience have any objections to the vows that have been presented...if so make it be know now or forever hold your piece? Then I pronounce you best Man and cuckoldress wife and cuckold husband. The best Man may now kiss the bride." Every one clapped as Priscilla stayed kneeling as Tyrone flipped back Cindy's veil and took her in his arms and kissed her long and deep. When they finished they turned with arms around each other and walked down the aisle dragging Priscilla by the collar. They went behind the audience and formed a line where everyone could come by and meet them and congratulate them. Many of the guests just avoided Priscilla and talked to Tyrone and Cindy but others wanted to know what his role was and still others wanted to understand the best man, bride, husband concept. Cindy and Tyrone were more than happy to explain it to them. A few of the married white women were very excited for Cindy and said they wanted to talk to her and learn more after the wedding. They discussed their honeymoon with several of the guests and explained that Priscilla would accompany them. This fascinated a few more couples and they wanted to know how that worked so Cindy was quite open and frank with them explain the role of a cuckold in such a marriage. Pansy walked around with Ms. Marcy and Mr. Marcus and was greeted and complimented and quizzed. Of course, Ms. Cindy delighted in explaining Pansy's situation to anyone who listen and loved telling everyone she met that they were the couple getting married in a month. At one point, they ran into Ms. Wilson and Chrissie. It was a bit awkward for Pansy but he got through it. Chrissie wanted to know when he could come over and play. Ms. Marcy asked, "Did you enjoy Pansy coming over and spending the night?" "Oh yeths Ms. Marcy, I loved it very Mush." "Oh that is such a cute lisp you have Chrissie, maybe you can teach Pansy to lisp like that. I think she will be over very soon to play with you Chrissie, she talked a lot about you." Pansy knew that last sentence was true but not exactly in the way that Ms. Marcy made it sound. Oh how he regretted saying the things he did about Chrissie. "Oh thank you Ma'am. I hope she comth over sthoon." Chrissie went off talking to her mother all excited about her little play friend. Ms. Wilson just snickered to herself, she knew how Pansy or any other sissified adult would feel about it. Leslie was VERY proud and was beaming as she greeted and visited with the folks. She could not have been happier and of course had Prissy in tow. There were a few relatives that had no idea of Prissy's status and it had been years since they had seen him last. They were most curious about his transformation and what encouraged Leslie to transform him and her son into sissies. After the reception, Tyrone and Cindy were ready to go. They announced they were leaving and gathered up Priscilla and left. Priscilla sat in the back. It would have been nice if he could have driven because the couple would have already been enjoying sex in the back seat but Leslie never permitted her son to apply for a driver's license and Prissy had his canceled years ago. She did not believe in a sissy cuckold having any driving rights! When they got to the Hotel, they signed in and the clerk said, "Ah looks like there was a mistake there is only one bed in that room it's a king but..." "Tyrone interrupted, "No its fine my bride's husband is going to be sleeping on the floor next to the bed anyway." The clerk's mouth dropped open as he looked at Priscilla walk away following the couple. When they got in the room Tyrone could not wait and it took less than two seconds to have Cindy on the bed, her panties off and legs spread his pants down and his hard cock headed toward her love hole. Cindy, gasping for air, called out, "Priscilla, quick honey get the camera and take lots of photos, I want them for our wedding album, I want all our friends to know how fabulous my wedding night was." She quickly went back to moaning as Tyrone continued to pound her pussy. Priscilla did as told taking photos while being in awe as he saw this powerful Black man take his wife down like a hawk takes a dove. In seconds, he had swept her off her feet, exposed her sex and impaled her on his long thick hard Black cock. In just moments more, she was already moaning. Wrapping her white nylon covered legs around him and screaming out, "yes, oh yes, yes, yes, yes." In less than 3 minutes, she was climaxing and praising him for being such a man. Priscilla stood there with a lump in his throat watching what he would never get to do and more likely, what was going to happen to him next. Fear started to race through him. He had never realized how powerful a real man could be. The men, or rather the males he had spent time with were all white sissies, wimps with no spine at all. They would never be so bold with a woman, the wimps he kept company with feared women, they coddled to them and walked gingerly in their presence. Those sissified white males would quiver at the mear glance of a real woman and yet this Man, this Black Man, took his wife like Sherman took the south. He conquered her, raped her and made her beg him. As soon as Cindy had quit cumming Tyrone stood up and slowly turned to look Priscilla in the eyes. Priscilla's eyes slowly grew until they were twice the size of normal eyes. Tyrone nearly laughed as he watched the little sissy husband display his fear. The mascara, long lashes, eyeliner and eye shadow all told him that Priscilla was a rabbit, a bunny to be eaten by the lion and Tyrone was the lion. "I have just consummated this marriage with your wife. As you could see and hear, she is mine and will always be mine. Now it is time for me to consummate the marriage with you and make you mine. You are officially a sissy cuckold husband pantywaist, now you are going to become an official Queen of Spades, just like your wife. I am going to fuck your sissy brains out and then in recognition of my power and to express your gratitude in my consummating your marriage for you, you will suck my cock and swallow my cum. You will wear it on your face like a badge of honor!" Tyrone moved menacingly toward the sissy cuckold picking him up and tossing him onto the bed like a feather. Tyrone's 225 lb body was all muscle. Every inch was toned and strong. Priscilla weighed a mere 105 pounds thanks to his mother's strict dieting regime. He was weak and skinny which made him look good in a miniskirt but offered no protection against a real man Like Tyrone. As Priscilla flew though the air, Cindy moved so that she was not hit by him as he landed. The airborne trip threw Priscilla way off guard and when he landed he was leaning up on both elbows and staring at Tyrone. Cindy moved off to the side and watched not knowing exactly what Tyrone would do to her precious feminized husband. She was turned on but what Tyrone had done already though and wanted to see more. She like all real women admired a strong and powerful man who knew what he wanted and was not afraid to take it. Such a man stimulated a real woman sexually and drew her to him like a magnet. Tyrone went to the bed, reached down, and pushed the sissy cuck's dress up and literally ripped his sissy panties off and tossed them to the side. He climbed on and Priscilla's defense was to lie back as Tyrone got on top of her. He grabbed her wrists and stretched them out while forcing himself between her legs. Then one at a time he reached down getting hold of one leg and raising it up wrapping the pansies wrist around her leg to hold it in place. He then did the other leg. Now Priscilla lay their unable to move while Tyrone had full control. Tyrone's face was inches from Priscilla's, scared made up sissy face. Prissy smelled of makeup and perfume, the scent caused Tyrone's Black Cock to react, it instinctively told Tyrone this was just a submissive female, prey for his massive hard cock to enjoy. Tyrone moved forward engaging Priscilla pussy ass and then slowly pushed in deeper and deeper until his full 8" was buried inside the cucky husband. He smiled down at Priscilla who was wincing. Priscilla felt scared and vulnerable but his reaction was instinctive, he reacted the way his mother had always taught him to react, he submitted. He gave up and let the man have his way. Before long, Tyrone was pumping Priscilla's ass like a piston pump. In and out, in and out in until his big Black balls slapped the wimp's ass in and out, over and over. After twenty or thirty strokes Priscilla began to feel the pleasure and started to moan just like his pretty white wife had when this same Black cock was inside her. "You moan like a sissy bitch Priscilla, just the way your wife moans when I fuck her. Do you remember hearing her moans Priscilla?" "Yes Sir I remember." "Good because I want you to moan and beg and plead and praise me just like she does as I fuck your little white brains out." "Yes Sir." Tyrone began to fuck the little white husband in earnest while his cuckoldress wife looked on and got more and more excited. After a short time the pathetic white boi started to cum and really got into begging and pleading and moaning. Then Tyrone shot his hot load in the sissy ass. Tyrone now let the boi relax and settle down pulling his still hard cock out and moving to the sissy cuck's face. Tyrone stuck his Black cock into Priscilla's mouth and had him suck him off. This act really triggered something in Cindy. She was hugely turned on by seeing Tyrone do this. Priscilla sucked for all he was worth and five minutes later Tyrone was dumping a flood of semen in the prissy boy's mouth. "There now, I have fully consummated this marriage and just like the good Reverend said, I own you, both of you!" Cindy ran to Tyrone putting her arms around his next and kissing him rubbing her pussy against his semi hard cock. He kissed her for a bit then stopped her. "I have one more thing to do. Come here Priscilla, lay over my lap."Priscilla did as told and Tyrone blistered her ass. "You will NOT disobey me or Cindy EVER, is that CLEAR? "YES SIR, yes Sir." Tyrone then tied Priscilla's hands behind his back and told Cindy to get the wedding present she had bought for Priscilla, as it was time to give it to him. She returned with a Black penis gag. Tyrone told her to put it on him, which she did. Priscilla stood there hands tied behind his back with a penis gag in and Tyrone told him how good he looked for a white husband in a cuckold marriage While Cindy took photos.. Priscilla was laid on the floor, his ankles tied and then his feet tied to his wrists behind his back totally immobilizing the pretty boi. "I think you will sleep very well tonight Priscilla and don't be afraid to listen as I fuck your pretty bride on and off all night long." Tyrone and Cindy then got in bed. Cindy was so hot you could light matches on her belly as she still visualized her man abusing Priscilla. Priscilla spent the night very uncomfortably while his beautiful wife and her manly Black lover enjoyed the hell out of the bed next to him. The marriage had been consummated and Priscilla's life would change directions from where it had been under his powerful but loving mother's guidance. Tyrone did not much care for white males, unlike white females that he enjoyed very much. Priscilla had no idea that he would be jumping from the frying pan right into the fire when he married Ms. Cindy. Ms. Cindy had an extensive fem Dom background. Her own mother gave her rule over her father at age 12. She would regularly tie him to the whipping horse and blister his pantied bottom while her mother sat by laughing and encouraging her promising her rewards for doing a good job. Every one of her girlfriends knew about and had seen both her father and her two brothers sissified, punished, bound and gagged as well as serving as wenches would serve. Cindy's mother taught her early on that the only good cock was a Black cock and the only good use for a white male was for entertainment and serving in a menial manner. Therefore, when she came across little Miss Priscilla she was elated. She had found a subject well on his way to meeting her criteria for the perfect husband. Priscilla was awakened time and time again during the night to the joyful sounds his wife was making under Tyrone's attention. Priscilla would suddenly wake to the noise, his eyes would flare and then he would realize what was going on. He would try to struggle against his bonds but being hog-tied left him no options for escape. Then he would remember the penis gag and suck on it until he once again fell asleep only to be woken by his lovely wife and her manly lover. When the two-sex addicts finally decided to let him loose, his first task was to clean them up. He did Tyrone first while Tyrone snickered and taunted him as he licked his cock and balls free of his and Ms. Cindy's cum. "Tyrone, when is it going to be my turn? I am going to start leaking everywhere and I hate to see your seed go to waste when we have such a sissy here that could use it." "Your right Cindy, I am being selfish. Priscilla, clean up your wife, suck all my spunk from her well fucked pussy and while your down there, notice how red and swollen it is from my Black cock fucking it." Priscilla was elated to have his hands and feet free and the Black penis gag removed from his mouth. He found the taste quite acceptable and licked away like the dutiful cuckold husband he now was, just happy to have the chance to taste a woman even if she was filled more by man taste than her own. Cindy and Tyrone would leave for the day, go sightseeing, and have lunch out, party whatever. Priscilla was left to clean up, make sure he was a sissy as he could be and think about his owners. Sometimes they would tie him again, gag him, and leave him to contemplate his fate. However, every day like clockwork Tyrone would fuck his sissy ass, make him suck him off and give him a cum facial with emphasis spent on making sure his cum got in his nose and eyes and on his upper lip. Also like clockwork every day, Priscilla would clean their pussy and cock after they enjoyed sex. The consistent treatment allowed Priscilla to learn what to expect, to prepare and look forward to it. They understood that what might be just terrible to most people was often what a sissy cuckold thrived on. All a sissy cuck really needed was to be controlled, disciplined and allowed to feel like he had pleased or served someone superior to him and he would thrive. They were setting up this sort of situation. Back home Pansy was going to work every day and enjoyed talking to Prissy. They wondered what was going on in the honeymoon and discussed how Priscilla just seemed to accept it as natural that her wife would take a Black lover, deny him sex and treat him like a servant and how for them it had been a process. They decided that it was the future and the way things would soon be for most white males. Pansy was waiting on two to four customers a day now. He had learned how to do it and Leslie was satisfied with his work. Of course, the people he waited on were all sissies. Some of them by choice and others by force. The ones who were by choice were often very proud of what they were and would get excited when talking about their owners or lovers. Some of them were new and those showed a pennant for trying to improve as sissies to please others. The forced ones were often more exciting though. They would always be undergoing some sort of humiliation training and that typically excited Pansy. He would go back to the sewing room and chatter away like a schoolgirl to Prissy about it and how cute it was. The conversations had truly turned to admiration of those owners who understood and practiced sissification, cuckolding and humiliation. The two sissies would often talk about how foolish it was for any white husband to resist any of these actions. Leslie over heard one of their conversations and in fact recorded it: Pansy: "Prissy you won't believe it, that sissy I just waited on thinks he can try and change his wife's mind about his sissification. He thinks she will get tired of it and forget it, how dumb can he be." Prissy: "I know, I hear it all the time, a sissy husband is brought in for a dress fitting, he's already wearing a bra, panties and nylons under his street clothes when he comes in and then as soon as we are alone he tries to tell me he's just doing this to humor his wife and won't be back? They are so naive. " Pansy: how dumb do they think we are? I mean we know the real story and they pretend they know more than us. I mean once they are wearing panties and a bra on the street under their male wear their finished, the morons, their finished!" Prissy: "so true dear. How do they think they can ever go back to trying to be a man once they have been feminized like that." Pansy: "or after being cuckolded. This guy was in here the other day, you know the one who his wife and sister brought him in?" Prissy: "Oh ya I remember him, what a looser. His sister had bought him a pink purse and made him carry it down the street, ha, ha what a wimp." Pansy: "Yes that's the one and his bra lines were showing right through his T shirt and he didn't even know it. I thought I would bust out laughing when he told me "No one knows anything about me wearing girl's underwear!" What dufuss. Anyway he also told me his wife was just pretending to bed other men to make him jealous but it wouldn't work on him. Moreover, when I asked him how she did that he said she pretended stay over their places all night but he knew she was just renting a motel room and staying by herself. When I asked him if she ever made him eat her pussy when she came home he said, "Ya every time how did you know?" When i asked him if was really wet and seemed swollen and red, he said ya how did you know?" I mean can you believe it, his wife is fucking the hell out of every real man she can find and this wimp has no clue! His wife and his sister make him wear a bra under a T shirt, a T shit no less and he is clueless to the bra and cup lines and then they make him carry a pink purse and he thinks no one knows. I bet you that in one year he will be in hear being fitted for sissy dresses." Prissy: "I bet your right only I bet it will be in six months, he's too dumb and too much a cuckold and sissy already to last more than that." Pansy: "Your probably right Prissy, you're probably right and he certainly deserves to be fully sissified and cuckold." Prissy: "yes he does that's for sure and I for one hope she does it!" Pansy: "me too prissy, we need more husband treated like that don't we, the world would be a far better place I think?" "Prissy, I Agree Pansy, I believe your right!" Leslie could only cover her mouth and chuckle. To have two sissified cuckold husbands so assimilated into serving and expressing the virtues of being both sissified and cuckolded was wonderful. It was they way all white husbands should be. She knew she was on the right track to have this kind of exchange in private about the fate of other white husbands. She would keep and play this recording repeatedly for others to hear. Other times the two wussy bois would talk about their nails, hair styles, their wives lovers and even their favorite type of high heels. Anyone passing by would surely think these were two female bimbos they were over hearing. There was not a peep about masculinity unless it was heaped on their wife's lovers. Then the masculinity praise was strong. They would brag about what a manly man he was and how many times he could fuck her or how much cum he ejaculated when he came. They would actually brag about their wife's lovers virtues to each other. Leslie found this remarkable and funny as well and chalked it up too all the Black cum the both had swallowed and smiled and how it had manipulated their sissy brains turning them into true sissy bimbos incapable of having a manly thought, or feeling. Obviously, their minds were in submissive sissy bimbo cuckold mode running at a full speed! One night after Rose had pegged Pansy and was still in him she looked over at Marcus and asked, "Hey Marcus, are you going to have a bachelor party?" "Ya sure the guys are putting one together for me." "Are they thinking of inviting any girls?" "Ya I think so why?" "Well I was just thinking, wouldn't it be nice for Pansy to stand in for a real girl and offer herself to everyone for entertainment...and I think it would be good for her too." Marcy alerted and smiled saying, "that's a great idea Rose, thank you for thinking of it. Yes Marcus, I like it, think of the fun you all would have and no resistance at anything you wanted her to do. You could share her with everyone and she would not complain no matter how much she hated it for fear of a sound spanking not only from you but from everyone else." "I like it, I like it, I could even introduce him as your husband and make him tell everyone why I am so much better and why he is happy you are marrying me, yes I like it, I will tell Roger to plan on it. There will be at least 8 or 9 horny guys at that party, it will be a great initiation for our wimpy little pansy wearing sissy maid cuckold! He will be passed around so much that he will not even remember his own name. Ha, ha yes a great idea Rose." As she heard them talk, she started to pump Pansy's pussy ass again stimulating the cuckold for the second time. The talk he was hearing was also causing his sexual desire to rage. How humiliating he thought and what would he do with all that Black cum in his stomach and pussy ass? When Rose paid attention to what she was doing she was also in sexual throws and really started to fuck her sissy conquest in earnest and then it happened, she told Pansy to asked Mr. Marcus if he could entertain at the bachelor party. Pansy's eyes flared in fear and then in desire. "Mr. Marcus Sir...I would like to volunteer to entertain your guests at your bachelors party Sir. I would do my very best to please them sucking their cocks over and over and taking them up my sissy pussy ass for as long as they wanted. I would love to contribute to your marrying my beautiful wife Sir and this would allow me to do that. Please Sir, Please?" As soon as Pansy finished begging Mr. Marcus, both Rose and Pansy were cuming. When they were done and Rose lay over Pansy's back still climaxing Marcus said, "I suppose you deserve to entertain my bachelor party guests and since you asked so nice, yes I will grant it." Marcy called Leslie and told her what had occurred and asked her advice. Leslie said, "This sounds like a fantastic idea. Ok here is what I think we should do. I have many girls who are strippers who buy or have their costumes custom made by me. Some of them owe me some favors. I will speak to them about this and see if at least one of them will give Pansy stripper lessons. Then we will come up with some songs for him to sing so he can entertain the boys while he dances in front of them. It should be hilarious and extremely humiliating to Pansy, what do you think?" "I love it Leslie, that's why I called you, I knew you would know what to do. Lets do it, you take charge and tell me what to do." Leslie hung up and called a stripper she knew by the name of Bambi. Bambi was pretty wild and game for most anything. Bambi loved the idea and was glad to help. She agreed to stop by the shop the next day. "Pansy, come with me I want you to meet someone." Pansy followed Leslie into her office where he met a pretty blond named Bambi. "Nice to meet you Ma'am," he said as he curtsied to her. "Sit down Pansy while I tell Ms. Bambi here about you and why I have brought the two of you together." Pansy brushed his skirts under him as he sat then crossed his legs at the knee thinking this was going to be another sewing job. "Bambi, as I told you on the phone last night, Pansy has volunteered, well actually begged from what I am told, to entertain at a bachelor party." "Oh really that's nice, who's bachelor party is it?" "It's his wife's future husband's bachelor party, his name is Marcus and Pansy apparently begged him to allow him to entertain at his party as sort of a thank you for satisfying his wife. You see Bambi, Pansy is a not just a sissy but a sissy cuckold and now wife now wants to marry her Black lover and Pansy wants to repay Marcus for all the attention he has shown Pansy's wife. Isn't that about the jist of it Pansy?" Pansy was extremely embarrassed and was squirming around in his seat like his bottom was on fire. Bambi's eyes got big and her mouth dropped open and she looked like she was going to jump out of her seat. "You mean he is going to entertain his wife's boyfriend? Are you serious? This guys bopping his wife and he is going to entertain at her lover's bachelor party? Wow, that's all I can say." "It's even better Bambi. Pansy is a sissy and a cuckold but get this. His wife wants to have Marcus's baby and then turn Pansy here into the baby's nanny and induce lactation so he can breast feed it, how do you like that?" Bambi was very animated and she turned to look at Pansy as her mouth dropped open again. She shook her head and smiled and said, "I don't think I have ever met a more pathetic excuse of a man than you Pansy, is all this true, are you really that big a wimp?" "Pansy was bright red and breathing shallow with his heart pounding not know how this woman was going to react to him. "Ye, ye, Yes Ma'am, it's all true." "So, like how do you plan to entertain him and his friends, they will be real men you know not panty waist sissies like you?" "Yes Ma'am, I ah, well at home I give Master Marcus a Blow job everyday when he gets home from work, I thought I would well do that for them." Bambi slapped her hand over her open mouth and shook her head. "Are you serious, you suck him off every day?" "Yes Ma'am, he likes it." "Ya I bet he does. And how many friends will he have there?" "Eight or nine Ma'am maybe more." Bambi sat back in her chairs and asked, "Do you know how much work and energy it will take to keep nine or ten guys satisfied by sucking them off? Your nuts. I hope you have a better plan than that. Have you ever heard of a gang bank Pansy?" "Yes Ma'am I have." "Well have you ever been fucked I mean like a female?" "Yes ma'am, Ms. Rose pegs me several times a week." "Who is Ms. Rose?" Leslie butted in, "She works at the toy store and through some purchases Pansy met her and his owners wanted to meet her and she offered to peg Pansy so he could get his rocks off several times a week and in fact it was her original idea to have Pansy entertain at his wife's lover's bachelor party." "Oh I see, sure that makes sense, does everyone know you're a pussy and do they all take advantage of you like this?" "Well not every body Ma'am but many do, yes Ma'am." "Well look Pansy; I am going to be blunt with you. I make my living as a stripper and I have done bachelor parties and they often turn into gang bangs. I like it Ok I don't mind but you better understand that if you put that many Black guys in a room with one white sissy you're going to be covered in cum. The trick is to get them all worked up and ready to go so some of them are jacking off on you while you suck one and take another one in your bottom. Otherwise, they will never quit. You cannot do one at a time or even two at a time. You have to use everything you have, your mouth, your pussy ass, your hands and get it done. Now to do that you need to get them very excited first, tease them to make them ready to cum. Why? Because just imagine if one of them can last for even a half hour that's five hours straight, what are the chances they won't be able to get hard in five hours? Pretty damned slim. So let me think this over tonight and we'll talk again tomorrow and I will have a plan for you." She smiled at him and said "Your one in a million, wish I had a husband like you." The next day Bambi returned and had two songs for Pansy to learn. The first was an off take of "I am Pretty" sung by Natalie Wood. She had made a few modifications to it and told Pansy to play the music from the song and to memorize it. The other song was an offshoot of the "Barbie Song". When Pansy read the words, he visibly shuddered thinking about having to say them in front of Master Marcus and his friends. She and Leslie also talked about costumes for him to wear to the party that would excite the men and make sure they were ready to bust their balls before they started to fuck the sissy girl. Pansy practiced as Bambi critiqued him. She made him sway his hips more, dip and twist in a feminine manner. She kept after him to raise his voice in a more feminine manner. Then the big night came. The guys had rented a party room for the event and had lots of drinks available. When the time came Roger called everyone's attention. "Ok everybody I want you to meet our special entertainment for tonight. Welcome Miss Pansy... Now Miss Pansy is very special to this wedding. You see she is a he and Marcy's husband. Yes he is the husband of Marcus's bride to be, a real sissy cuckold and the fact is he begged, yes begged Marcus here to be allowed to entertain us all. Now what a guy Marcus is to allow the sissy cuckold husband of his bride to be to entertain us. Pansy will sing two songs for us and then get down to the real entertainment. That's right men, she's up for all the cock she can get so give her all you can and let's send her home to her wife totally soaked in cum so she can see what kind of men we are!" Every one cheered and laughed except Pansy who felt as if he were going to faint. He appeared on stage in a pretty little pink dress with matching shoes and a big pink bow in his hair. Scared to death he began his first song; he was so scared in fact, his voice was two octaves higher than it was when he tried to make it high. He sang: I feel sissy Oh so sissy I feel swishy and witty and gay And I pity Any sissy who isn't me today I feel charming Oh so charming It's alarming how charming I feel And so sissy That I hardly can believe I'm real See the sissy cuckold in that mirror there? Who can that attractive sissy cuck be? Such a sissy face Such a sissy dress Such a sissy smile Such a sissy me! I feel stunning And entrancing Feel like running And dancing for joy For I'm cuckolded By a wonderful Black Man Ladies Have you met my wife Marcy? The sexiest woman on the block? You'll know her the minute you see her She's the one who is looking for Big Black Cock! She thinks she's in love She thinks she's in Spain She fits on his cock like a glove She's merely Black dick insane It must be the heat Or some rare attraction Or too much Black Meat I feel sissy Oh so sissy I feel dizzy I feel submissive I feel fizzy and funny and fine And so sissy Miss America can just resign See the sissy cuck in that mirror there (Who can that submissive sissy be? Such a sissy face Such a sissy dress Put in such a sissy place! Such a sissy smile Such a sissy me! A complete male denial I'll be. I feel stunning And entrancing Feel like running and dancing for joy For I'm loved And am such a sissy toy! The guys were getting liquored up and feeling quite randy. Watching the sissy swish and fro with is skirt was winding them up. Pansy curtseyed and quickly ran off into a closet and changed into his next outfit which was a minie dress and he had no panties on underneath. Bambi had recommended that as soon as this next song was finished he get right after the Black cocks and do whatever he had to, to take care of them as fast as possible. When he came back he was wearing a red minie dress with matching 5" heels. He curtsied and began: I'm a Sissy girl, in the Sissy world Life in plastic, it's fantastic! You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, life is your creation Come on Sissy, let's get prissy! I'm a Sissy girl, in the Sissy world Life in plastic, it's fantastic! You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, my life is your creation I'm a sissy blond bimbo, in a fantasy world Dress me up, make it tight, I'm your dolly You're my Master you're my Mistress, see my glamour in pink, Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky... You can touch, you can play, if you say: "You're my Sissy" (uu-oooh-u) [2x] I'm a Sissy girl, in the Sissy world Life in plastic, it's fantastic! You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, my life is your creation Make me swish when I walk, make me lisp when I talk, do whatever you please I can act like a tart, I can beg to suck you on my knees Come jump in, sissy bimbo friend, let us do it again, Hit the town, fool around, let's go party You can touch, you can play, if you say: "I You're my Sissy" You can touch, you can play, if you say: " You're my Sissy!" I'm a Sissy girl, in the Sissy world Life in plastic, it's fantastic! You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, my life is your creation I'm a Sissy girl, in the Sissy world Life in plastic, it's fantastic! You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, my life is your creation Oh, I'm having so much joy! Well Sissy, we're just getting started Oh, I love how you stopped from being a boy! Before he was done, he could see huge bulges and some of the men were actually rubbing their cocks. His heart beat faster as he gave a curtsey and then walked mindlessly into the men where they picked him up feeling his thighs and ass, running hands into his bra and tweaking nipples. His legs voluntarily spread as he succumbed to his fate of being laid on a table and surrounded by ten huge hard Black cocks. Four of them alone were in his face and another was already entering his ass. Each of his hands had a cock in his grip as he opened his mouth to take the first of many cocks to cum! It went on for four hours and he lost track of time completely. He so immersed in his duties that four hours of fucking, sucking and jerking off had gone by before the men decided to let up. Every single inch of his body was covered in cum, every orifice was full to the leaking point. His vision was blurred from all the cum in his eyes and his ears were full. He felt as if he were floating in space, it was surreal. His mouth was on automatic and even when there was no cock in it, which was not very often, it was going though sucking motions. It felt like it had taken permanent form in the shape of a circle. His ass was pulsating, he had climaxed so many times from the skilled cock masters that he lost count hours ago. Marcus smiled down at him and said, "You know for a pathetic fucking sissy cuckold your alright pansy, you're alright." Pansy nearly swooned at the approval of his wife's Black lover, somehow everything he did, everything he was had been vindicated. He dropped to the floor-taking master Marcus's semi soft cock in his mouth and sucked him off. As his Master came, Pansy smiled up at him and thanked him for being his Master and looking forward to serving him and Ms. Marcy for years to come. Then Marcus lifted his drink and toasted the crowd, he then said, "And just wait to you began to lactate and breast feed the baby I am going to make in your wife's belly, just imagine how much fun that will be." The men all laughed and had to know more so Pansy knelt there as Marcus answered all their questions. Pansy's view was only of all the soft Black cocks now hanging at his faces level and realized that his humiliation and training would never end. About then a drunk guy came over and stuck his soft cock in Pansy's mouth and told him to suck him off. Pansy went right to it! NOTE: This is an ongoing story and will continue in various themes. As always I invite your comments about what you like best and you may contact me to discuss this lifestyle or ask questions at [email protected].