Mistress Hannahs Pathetic Husband Part 9
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I was making progress as a slave but unkown to me, one of my stories helped Mistress Hannah see an opportunity for a particularly fun afternoon and a chance to help an old friend through a rough spot in her marriage. Several months of aerobic classes and feminization had increased my stamina and made me more comfortable when we spent our Sunday evenings out for dinner and as member/patrons at the theater club where I had been displayed on my coming-out evening. The pumping of my boobs and cock...
The first week of having a useful cock went well. For the first time since we got married, we had sex every night. After strapping my extension on, I would lick Hannah’s pussy enough to get her turned on and then she’d choose a position. If I got physically worn out, she would choose another position. Because I was having sex so often and doing some research on the Internet, I was able to develop some control over how soon I came. I was easily lasting over two minutes, partly because there...
As we tried to sleep one Friday night after Mistress Hannah had used my ass with unusual vigor, she was tossing and turning and keeping me awake. I got the impression that she was struggling with some personal demon that was becoming an urgent threat. Something had changed around the time two months earlier when I had first achieved the goal of putting my puny pud up her ass. I don’t think my attitude toward her had changed, but I think maybe her attitude toward me had. I was still her weekend...
Having accepted the riding crop, Mistress Leelee seemed to understand that she was being given the opportunity to do something to me, but she was clearly lost. ‘He’s yours now Leelee. It starts with the first order. If you’re going to turn your cheating husband, a little experience with Michelle here will give you confidence. I suggest you order him to stand in front of you and work from there. wouldn’t you like to inspect him?’ Mistress Leelee seemed to understand the gravity of her situation...
My life had become miserable. It had taken two years of marriage for it to happen, but it had become much worse in the past few months. The worst part about it was that it was clear that my sweet wife’s life had also become miserable and that she thought it was my fault. And maybe it was, but I didn’t know why. I suspected it was because I’m a miserable example of a man and she deserves better. I’m a lousy lover. I have a tiny dick and I come too quickly. Even if I lasted longer, I don’t have...
The third and final day of my transformative weekend started poorly. I had aches and pains all over. My neck and back and thigh muscles were sore. I had a little irritation from body hair that was growing back. And of course, my asshole felt all stretched out and very tender. I wondered if it would ever feel tight again. I also wondered what the evening would hold. I couldn’t imagine that it would be anything more humiliating and degrading than the previous evenings. I wasn’t wearing a...
‘Wow!’ Three orgasms in just one hour. Am I lucky or is this the kind of pleasure I’ve been missing out on all this time? I can’t believe I’ve never used anything like this before and it only cost me under £40. Perhaps I should have invested in a vibrator earlier, but then again I didn’t need one this time last year. I pick up the ‘Erotic Rabbit Vibrator’ and admire its design, who would have thought something like this would be able to produce such a strong reaction from me. Still panting...
Ich heisse Carl und wurde vor nunmehr 28 Jahren geboren. Ich bin inzwischen drei Jahre lang glücklich verheiratet. Es geht mit gut. Hannah, mein Frau, liebt mich abgöttisch. Sie kann mir keinen Wunsch abschlagen. Deshalb bemühe auch ich mich, alles zu tun, worum sie mich bittet. Vor etwa sechs Monaten hat hannah mich das erste Mal gefragt, ob ich ihr zuliebe mit fremden Frauen Sex haben würde. Die Vorstellung, mich eine andere Frau ficken zu sehen, würde sie sehr erregen. Entrüstet habe ich...
I had just come in from running when my girlfriend, Hannah, arrived. She had on a short pleated schoolgirl skirt and a simple white blouse. I love skirts, especially the rear view, and Hannah is tall and can, in my opinion, really hang a skirt from her hips. My penis was already a bit hard from the shapely female sights I had seen during my run and because my running shorts hid nothing, I needed to make a quick exit. ‘Hi, I need a shower, I just got back from running,’ I said as I turned...
PART TWO: Two years later I hadn’t seen or heard from Hannah since the last time I was in New York to do a poetry reading at the public library. That was two years ago and now I was back to do a reading at Barnes and Noble from my recently published book, Morning Songs. Hannah had been careful not to tell me where she lived or give me any information about her, so I had no way to let her know. I try not to have expectations and have learned that when I don’t have expectations, I am never...
Meeting Hannah that afternoon was one of those bizarre events that convinced me how important it is to say “yes” to life, to be open to what presents itself and to not have expectations. I hadn’t been to New York City in over twenty years, and in fact, rarely leave my off the grid cabin in Maine for any cities. I shop at a local food co-op in our small town, pick up mail at the post office, sometimes get a bowl of soup or a cup of coffee and exchange greetings with friends and neighbors then...
I was making progress as a slave but unkown to me, one of my stories helped Mistress Hannah see an opportunity for a particularly fun afternoon and a chance to help an old friend through a rough spot in her marriage. Several months of aerobic classes and feminization had increased my stamina and made me more comfortable when we spent our Sunday evenings out for dinner and as member/patrons at the theater club where I had been displayed on my coming-out evening. The pumping of my boobs and cock...
CrossdressingMy life had become miserable. It had taken two years of marriage for it to happen, but it had become much worse in the past few months. The worst part about it was that it was clear that my sweet wife's life had also become miserable and that she thought it was my fault. And maybe it was, but I didn't know why. I suspected it was because I'm a miserable example of a man and she deserves better. I'm a lousy lover. I have a tiny dick and I come too quickly. Even if I lasted longer, I don't have...
CrossdressingBefore I write about last nights adventure let me give a bit of info on how the night’s events transpired. I started chatting with Dina a few years back, she was in a loveless marriage with her husband of 35+years and he hadn't touched her in years and barely slept in the same bed. So we started chatting and she wanted to know about my lifestyle and was intrigued and wanted to start having some fun. We eventually met up and gave Dina her first lesbian experience. After fucking her for a while...
When we returned home, we had a big late lunch because Mistress informed me that we might want only a light dinner and then a late snack. I spent the afternoon preparing as best I could for an unknown special night. This meant hair removal, nails, wig, makeup, enemas, buttplug, lotions, powders, perfumes, the whole works. When I finished, she laid out the clothes and jewelry I would be wearing. My eyes were drawn immediately to a brand new pair of lace panties for me. By the time I was done,...
CrossdressingAs we tried to sleep one Friday night after Mistress Hannah had used my ass with unusual vigor, she was tossing and turning and keeping me awake. I got the impression that she was struggling with some personal demon that was becoming an urgent threat. Something had changed around the time two months earlier when I had first achieved the goal of putting my puny pud up her ass. I don't think my attitude toward her had changed, but I think maybe her attitude toward me had. I was still her weekend...
CrossdressingIt was 8 months since the first time Mistress Hannah had ordered me to put on her panties. In that time I had become both more of a man and more of a sissy. When we went to the theater club on Sunday nights, I had a variety of dresses, wigs and shoes to choose from. My aerobic workouts had boosted my stamina and I had gotten good control over my premature ejaculations. I still occasionally used the breast and cock pump, but my cock had not achieved the 5" I had hoped for. It topped out at...
CrossdressingPathetic I was sitting at my computer, working on some writing, when Jessica knockedsoftly at the front door. I had been on a hot streak that day, getting some serious pages in on mylatest novel, and finished the sentence before I responded. "Yes?" I called. I saw the clock, knew who it was – she was right ontime, a very good sign. She and I had only met recently, first on-line, followeda few phone conversations. This was our first face-to-face, and I half expectedher to be late just out of the...
The third and final day of my transformative weekend started poorly. I had aches and pains all over. My neck and back and thigh muscles were sore. I had a little irritation from body hair that was growing back. And of course, my asshole felt all stretched out and very tender. I wondered if it would ever feel tight again. I also wondered what the evening would hold. I couldn't imagine that it would be anything more humiliating and degrading than the previous evenings. I wasn't wearing a buttplug...
CrossdressingThe first week of having a useful cock went well. For the first time since we got married, we had sex every night. After strapping my extension on, I would lick Hannah's pussy enough to get her turned on and then she'd choose a position. If I got physically worn out, she would choose another position. Because I was having sex so often and doing some research on the Internet, I was able to develop some control over how soon I came. I was easily lasting over two minutes, partly because there...
CrossdressingHaving accepted the riding crop, Mistress Leelee seemed to understand that she was being given the opportunity to do something to me, but she was clearly lost."He's yours now Leelee. It starts with the first order. If you're going to turn your cheating husband, a little experience with Michelle here will give you confidence. I suggest you order him to stand in front of you and work from there. wouldn't you like to inspect him?"Mistress Leelee seemed to understand the gravity of her situation...
CrossdressingI can’t believe all this has happened to me, or to us I should say. One day I’m climbing up the corporate ladder, riding the crest of the wave it seems, the next thing I know my life is a complete nightmare or worse. I didn’t imagine anything like this could happen-but it did. I need to write it down so maybe I can sort this thing out in my mind, if I can.It all started on my wife’s on coming birthday. Well, let me explain a little about Angelique, if I can. She’s simply a goddess, so beautiful...
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JUST ANOTHER PATHETIC HUMILIATED LOSER By Sissy Gaye Nancy knew about my submissive desires and my cross dressing and we had experimented with her humiliating me in various ways, but it was always private. Then one night when we were at a pool hall shooting a game, she began to subtly humiliate me. We were playing straight pool--first one to sink fifty balls was the winner. There were three high-school-age girls playing at the table next to us. As we played, Nancy began teasing...
This is the face your girlfriend makes when other men make her climax: You wish you could see that face. But you don't get to. Because your cock is too small and you don't know how to use it. And I should know. Because I'm your girlfriend. The one who makes that face when other men make me climax. We haven't talked about it, but I know you know about them. The men. Who fuck me. They have huge cocks that drill deep into me: my pussy, my mouth, my asshole. They bring me so much pleasure. I've...
It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
For the last couple of weeks, something strange has been happening in our bedroom. My fat, the small cocked, lazy husband is getting unusually better at pleasuring me in the bed. The sex we had the other night was the best I ever had with him. The best! So much that the next afternoon when I was alone at home, I was thinking about my time with Ranbir. You’ll understand the importance of this once you know all the wild things I do with my other two husbands – my old but fit father Dharam and my...
IncestIt was the first proper day of summer, the sun shone brightly and there was the almost inaudible buzz of insects flitting from flower to flower. The twin sisters loved the summer, they loved being outdoors and this was their first opportunity to bask in the heat.Hannah dusted down the sun lounger and positioned it in the sun in their back garden. Then after slipping into a two piece bikini and wrapping a sarong around her body she went outside with a good book.She had been out there for half an...
Tess had only been there a few days, but her time around the pool soaking up the sun had already started to bronze her 5' 11" slightly chubby frame very nicely indeed. Her long, dark brown hair totally added to the completeness off her image. Add to this a very pert set of perfectly formed 38DD breasts and she was close to becoming almost the perfect example of the female form! As she glanced around the pool, she smiled to herself. Through her Ray Bans she could count at least six...
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I'll warn you right off that this is not an exciting story. Instead I offer you a real story and hope that in some way, that fact will make it a better story than one I invented. The first thing most of you will say is that I did it to myself. Here I was, a guy with very little (almost no) sexual experience marrying a woman with, shall we say, a history. I thought that life would be sex, sex, sex... but of course it wasn't. After a few years, my mother gave up asking when she would get...
Después de lo que había pasado en el hotel aquel, no podía quitarme de la cabeza lo ocurrido.Antes de salir de la habitación me había dado un pequeño papel con la dirección de su trabajo y el número de teléfono.Había pasado ya casi un mes cuando encontré esa nota guardada en mi cajón entre mi ropa anterior, la saque y no pude evitar sentir que mi respiración se agito recordando de nuevo aquella verga en mis labios entrando y saliendo, sus venas marcadas.Cargue la nota entre mis libros unos días...
Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...
Love Stories(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...
I spent the weekend helping Mom around the house and thinking about Inge. My dad had told me when I was very young about consequences for my actions, and he'd brought the point home to the seat of my pants more than once. Life is about choices, and the wrong ones bring severe penalties. Masturbation was my only peace. I was keeping my obsession a secret from my parents as well as others, but I knew sooner or later that it would become known. My greatest fear was how to handle the...
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CuckoldHannahThis was turning into a very awkward conversation. The girl in the next door apartment had as good as invited herself in for coffee. Normally that would have been fine, in fact more than fine. Hannah was single, in her mid twenties and good looking. She was slim with a nice figure and shoulder length brown hair. But as he was making the coffee, she’d seen a print out from a local mistress that he’d accidentally left on the coffee table. And to make it worse he’d annotated it with possible...
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FantasyThis continues the Nina series. 38 year old Nina had got to work early but her bottom was stinging from the six strokes her 18 year old stepdaughter Ella had given her this morning. Six hard strokes because Hannah had complained again yesterday that Nina had belittled her at the office and Ella reiterated to her stepmother just what she thought of that. Six strokes. Before work to act as a reminder Ella explained. Nina hated being caned but always enjoyed the after pain and when she got to the...
SpankingLater that night they arrived at the restaurant and were shown to a table at the back. Tom had obviously been there before and seemed to know most of the waiting staff. Hannah looked at the attractive guy sitting opposite her. “Did you really like what I did earlier, I mean was I OK?” “It was great, you were great,” Tom smiled. “Wasn’t it a bit scary for you, you were completely helpless?” “Completely at your mercy, I know, that’s what made it so much fun,” he replied. Hannah looked a little...
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BDSMTom woke up just before 7am after only a couple of hours sleep. He carefully extracted himself from Hannah’s cuddle and walked over to the bathroom. He’d been woken by the discomfort of a failed erection that had pushed hopelessly against the inside of the chastity cage. He couldn’t even remember Hannah locking him back inside. He could remember making love to her all night, surely he was entitled to some time off.Hannah was starting to use the chastity cage more and more. She locked it on...
BDSMThis is part 3 of a 10 part project. By itself this part is a brutal tale about Jeff’s pitiful attempt to get a sex slave. If the detailed account of the horrific disposal of someone’s dead body offends you, you might want to read something else. Jeff was aching to tell Fred about his preparations for holding a female hostage in the powder storage room but he knew that it would be a mistake unless he wanted it broadcast throughout the land. Fred’s gossipy ways would have been better...
I look out the window at the dark grey sky passing by, clouds overlapping the tips of evergreens fading into dusk. I am wrapped by white walls and digital dreams, the tv, the plush couch in which I eternally lie, masturbating furiously in the spit of noon washing against the windows. Mom comes home. I pretend to play video games while searching for bizaar pornographic content on the incalculable internet, that stream of consciousness permeating the folds of the cerebral destiny, flick-flashing...
There was no easy way to say it, I thought, peering down into my boxers. My cock was small. It had always been small. When I was growing up, I'd always assumed that it would grow and reflect the man I believed I was inside. But puberty came and went, I grew taller, my twin sister, Ruby's tits grew larger, my friends' voices deepened and yet, I remained with a cock smaller than one a ten year old might sport. Sighing, I let go of my waistband, letting it snap back against my body, which I began...
I look out the window at the dark grey sky passing by, clouds overlapping the tips of evergreens fading into dusk. I am wrapped by white walls and digital dreams, the tv, the plush couch in which I eternally lie, masturbating furiously in the spit of noon washing against the windows. Mom comes home. I pretend to play video games while searching for bizaar pornographic content on the incalculable internet, that stream of consciousness permeating the folds of the cerebral destiny, flick-flashing...
I was just out of college and I was dating Pratik at the time. Pratik was the worst boyfriend I ever had. He was a narcissist and spendthrift. But he was rich. He was the same height as me, fair, nauru chubby, not fit and with an average 5-inch cock which barely lasted 2 minutes in bed. He was also a drunk and perv. My figure is curvy and my measurements are 40-30-38. Pratik would grope my ass and boobs publicly. I was more a slut to him than a girlfriend. He would even drool on other girls...
Their father had little to bite or break and once when a great dearth fell on the land he could no longer even procure daily bread. He thought this over at night and tossed about in his bed with anxiety. He groaned and said to his wife, "What is to become of us? How are we to feed our daughters, when we no longer have anything for ourselves?" His wife's eyes grew heavy with envy and cunning, "I'll tell you what we shall do dear husband. Early tomorrow morning I shall take...
Hannah saw that the assembly hall was filling up nicely. The college girls were used to sitting in rows on the floor during assembly and so that wasn’t going to change. Down each side of the hallway were set out wooden chairs with their backs to the wall and they were going to be for the teaching staff and the governors who would normally have sat on the stage, but not today.The stage itself was set out differently than normal. Halfway back there were two student desks with chairs facing one...
SpankingI woke up about two hours earlier than normal and fucked my wife. I wanted to have as much time for my balls to refill before Jen and Hannah came over. I wasn’t sure which one I would get it be inside first, but they deserved as much seed as I could give them. Many hours later I opened the door to find Jen and Hannah standing on my porch. Jen was so cute in loose jeans and a tshirt with her hair up under a baseball cap and her glasses on. It was her boyish look, but she was more like a hot...
Hannah Ravenholm stirred a cup of tea for both her and her best friend Bianca Rodriguez. With a smile on her face, she sat opposite the Latina with the attitude problem. Bianca had a nice C cup chest and a shapely ass, but most significant were her large lips and piercing eyes. Her hair was a shade lighter than Hannah's and it hung to her shoulders. They were chatting casually for a moment before Bianca steered the conversation in a different direction "Y'know, I've been wondering...
This was turning into a very awkward conversation. The girl in the next door apartment had as good as invited herself in for coffee. Normally that would have been fine, in fact more than fine. Hannah was single, in her mid twenties and good looking. She was slim with a nice figure and shoulder length brown hair. But as he was making the coffee, she’d seen a print out from a local mistress that he’d accidentally left on the coffee table. And to make it worse he’d annotated it with possible...
This was turning into a very awkward conversation. The girl in the next door apartment had as good as invited herself in for coffee. Normally that would have been fine, in fact more than fine. Hannah was single, in her mid twenties and good looking. She was slim with a nice figure and shoulder length brown hair. But as he was making the coffee, she’d seen a print out from a local mistress that he’d accidentally left on the coffee table. And to make it worse he’d annotated it with possible...
BDSMIt was nearly the end of term and Jill Clark walked back to her study. Outside were three girls looking nervously at their shoes as they faced the wall.She opened her study door, a heavy oak door with a wooden plaque saying ‘Headmistress’.“Edwards, come in” she said holding the door ajar.The first girl was almost startled by this command. She had been waiting for ten minutes there.Bethan Edwards went in to the study and closed the door. She stood in front of the desk.Miss Clark looked at her in...
Hannah sighed as she pulled her top over her distended belly. Her large breasts heaved against the flimsy material, the closeness of the garment causing her sensitive nipples to spring up in response. She hadn't meant to get pregnant but sometimes these things happen and forced into circumstances she hadn't chosen, she made a brave decision and opted to keep the baby. Seven months down the line though and she was beginning to regret the decision. For one, she...