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Paul the Sissy Cuckold Part One
Sue sat at her kitchen table chatting with her friend Debbie while at the
sink her husband, Paul, worked to clean the dishes from dinner. Sue and
Debbie laughed and talked about how nice it was to be relieved of the
burden of housework now that Paul had lost his job and was free to take
care of the household chores. The two women sipped coffee and discussed
the freedom this allowed Sue to go out at night with friends and enjoy
herself.
Money had never been a problem for Sue as her parents had been quite
wealthy and had left her a small fortune. The money was of course in her
name alone and was not something Paul was allowed to enjoy. Thus he had
spent many years toiling away at a janitorial job Sue had procured for
him so as to keep him busy and out of her hair. For Sue, Paul was just an
annoyance that she used to keep her parents happy. You see the only way
she could inherit the money was if she was married. So, several years ago
she had snared the weak willed Paul and married him in order to appease
her parents. Paul of course knew nothing of this until it was far too
late and he had spent too many years under Sue's boot to complain. Sue
was a stern and demanding wife who had broken any will and self-esteem
Paul had over the years and now treated the poor man like nothing more
than a servant.
Debbie knew of the arrangement and laughed along with her friend when the
weak willed husband was verbally abused. Sue loved the way it entertained
her friend so she spent as much time as possible in her presence
demeaning her hubby and humiliating him with words and actions no man
should ever be forced to endure. Today being no different than any other
day, Sue was extolling Debbie with the story of how Paul had lost his
menial job as a janitor.
"Oh the wimp got caught jerking his little peepee in the men's room. I of
course told him exactly what I expected of him and the loser complied
eagerly the way he always does," Sue explained. "I told him I wanted him
to go into one of the stalls, the one that's closest to the urinals and
peak out from the crack between the door and frame. I wanted him to jerk
his pecker while looking at the other men's cocks until someone caught
him. And it was the boss that finally did catch the little pervert," she
said.
Debbie laughed out loud while Paul hung his head and turned a bright
shade of red but continued his dish duty without slowing. Debbie asked,
"What happened then?" to which Sue replied, "Oh there was quite a stir,
you see this was the second time I'd made him do that and he'd already
been warned. The boss yelled at him and called him a pervert in front of
the whole office staff. He fired him on the spot." "That's hysterical,"
Debbie said then continued with, "But why did you want him to lose his
job?"
"I just want him to spend more time here working around the house. You
see even though he was just a janitor and spent his time at work
scrubbing floors and toilets I was afraid he might start getting ideas
that he was actually a real man and not my little sissy slut. I want him
dressed full time now so he never tries to look like a man again." Debbie
and Sue both looked over at Paul at this last statement to appraise the
way the sissy boy was dressed.
Paul was wearing 6" pink heels, pink thigh high stockings, a too short
pink skirt that showed off his pink pantied bottom, a pink bra covered by
a pink half shirt with the word SLUT written in bold red lettering on the
front. His shoulder length hair was done in pig tails and his face had
been made up to look like a teenage girl who was trying too hard to be
grown up. His pink skinned, slender body was completely hairless from the
eyebrows down and the diet Sue kept him on ensured a girlish figure. Paul
looked nothing like a man so Sue had little to worry about but she
enjoyed the torment it inflicted on him to say such things.
"Besides, with the hormones Rick and I have been slipping into his food,
the little pansy will start growing boobies soon so it's probably best if
he stays home where he belongs," Sue said with a laugh.
Paul almost dropped the dish he was cleaning and the women heard a small
sob escape from him before he caught himself and regained composure.
Debbie laughed and asked if Paul knew about the hormones to which Sue
told her that it was a secret up until now. The little sissy boy thought
he was taking vitamins prescribed by Sue's lover, Rick. She had told her
sissy hubby that Rick was only looking out for him because of the strict
diet they had him on. Poor Paul had believed them but now that he knew
the truth he felt as if he would start to cry.
Sue shot a warning glance at her hubby and said, "The useless little
bitch is mostly a girl already so we thought, what the hell?, let's push
him the whole way. It was Rick's idea since he has that friend who's a
pharmacist and got all the drugs we needed cheap."
Debbie laughed out loud at this and asked Paul, "How does that make you
feel sissy boy? Do you like the idea of becoming a woman for your wife
and her boyfriend?"
Paul turned toward the women and in a quivering voice said, "I'm only too
happy to please Ma'am and Sir in any way they see fit. I'm grateful to
them for all the attention they lavish on my sissy body." At this both
women laughed out loud and Sue said that was a good answer that would
keep the sissy from being punished when Rick got home. Paul was shaking
as he turned back to the sink, a small tear rolling down his made up
features. He hated saying those things but knew better than to object.
With no job, no money of his own, no friends and no prospects, the poor
sissy was stuck and knew he would never be free. Besides, Sue and Rick
had taken so much video and pictures of him dressed up and acting the
part of a sissy slave that Paul knew he had no other options than to stay
here and serve his cruel owners.
As the women turned back to their conversation a loud booming voice came
from the living room and they all knew Rick had come home. "Where's my
sexy lady?" Rick called out from the front door. "And why isn't the sissy
bitch here to take off my shoes?" At this last statement, Paul let out a
small squeal and ran as fast as he could in the high heels toward his
Master's voice. The women smiled at each other and ran to watch what was
sure to be a fun display of discipline from the man of the house.
Paul ran quickly to Rick and dropped to his knees before the handsome
black man that stood in the doorway. He was repeating the words "I'm
sorry sir" the whole way there and continued this mantra while kneeling
at the superior man's feet. It was quite a sight to behold. The thin,
weak, white boy dressed as a slutty girl kneeling at the feet of this
towering black stud. Rick stood 6 feet 3 inches tall and weighed in at an
impressive 240 pounds of sheer muscle. His chiseled features made him
look like a professional athlete in an underwear commercial and standing
before the tiny sissy boy he looked like a god.
Paul was now kissing his master's shoes and asking in a quivering, girly
voice if he could please remove the shoes for his wife's lover. Sue and
Debbie stood nearby with wide smiles on their faces and watched the
spectacle eagerly. Rick winked at the ladies and took a second to look
over his lady. Sue was quite the sight in a light knee length summer
dress, her dark brown hair, long and flowing over her shoulders framed a
beautiful alabaster face with smoldering dark eyes and full red lips.
Rick let his eyes wander down her body taking in her breathtaking figure.
Sue was tall for a woman, standing 5 foot 9 without heels. Her ass was a
perfect heart shaped orb kept tight by daily exercises. Her breasts were
a thing of beauty standing firm and round on her chest. Not a small woman
in height, Sue was able to pull off the 38DD breasts in a way a smaller
woman could not. They just accentuated her beauty instead of standing
out. Her cleavage made Rick feel a stirring in his crotch and he couldn't
wait to be alone with her. But first he had a disobedient sissy with whom
to attend.
Rick looked down at the pathetic wretch still kissing his shoes and
smirked. "Stop slobbering all over my shoes and get your ass over to the
couch bitch!" the large black man yelled. Paul scurried over to the couch
and kneeled waiting for Rick. Rick sat down in front of the sissy and
told him to take of his shoes. Paul hurried to comply and slipped Rick's
shoes from his size 13 feet. The thick, cheesy odor of sweat assaulted
Paul's senses and he blinked tears from his eyes but did not move an inch
from his kneeling position. Rich lifted his right foot and placed the
sole over Paul's face. The huge foot completely covered the smaller man's
visage and the smell quickly overwhelmed the poor husband. Paul knew what
to do and immediately began taking large whiffs of air thru his nose and
moaned like he was enjoying the smell of fresh baked bread. He knew to
put on a good show for his master and make sure everyone knew he was
enjoying the smell.
"Now bitch, when I come home I expect you to be waiting by the door like
a good little doggy do you understand?" Rick asked. Paul's muffled
response came from beneath his master's large foot. "Yes sir, I
understand. I'm so very sorry."
"Sorry don't cut it bitch. Now I'm going to have to think up some kind of
punishment for you. I don't feel like beating your ass tonight so it'll
have to be something else. Oh, I know! While I'm in the bedroom fucking
your wife tonight I want you to clean the new rims on my ride. With your
tongue of course."
Paul sobbed in dismay but said quietly, "Yes sir, I'd be happy to sir."
The dismay in Paul's voice wasn't just over the job he now had to do, but
was also in response to the thought that he would now be behind in his
other chores which would keep him up all night in order to finish
everything on his daily list. With tears in his eyes the defeated, pun
intended, hubby asked if he could now remove Rick's socks. Rick laughed
and told his sissy to go right ahead. Paul slowly removed the socks from
the big man's feet and sat back on his haunches lifting the first sock to
his lipstick covered mouth. The sock was soaked with the days sweat and
smelled terrible but Paul placed the wettest part of the garment into his
mouth and began sucking.
Debbie laughed and said, "Eww, that's so gross! Does he do that every
day?" to which Sue replied, "Of course, it's how he gets out all the
nastiest stains before putting our socks and underwear in the laundry
basket. It keeps everything clean and soft. He'll suck out all the sweat
so the socks don't get stiff before they go into the wash. My panties
have never been cleaner than when hubby sucks and licks all the stains
from them."
Debbie laughed again and told her friend she had better be going. She
didn't want to intrude now that Rick was home. The women said their
goodbyes and Sue went over to join Rick on the couch.
The two lovers watched Paul sucking the sweat from Rick's nasty sock for
a moment then leaned into each other and kissed hello. Like two teenagers
at prom they began to make out with each other with loud, wet kisses
using lots of tongue. Rick reached up and began fondling Sue's large
breasts making her moan in excitement. Paul watched from the floor and
felt his little peepee start to stir. The pain was immediate and Paul
whimpered like a dog and squirmed around trying to be more comfortable.
Paul's underdeveloped penis was locked in a little pink chastity cage and
any attempt at getting hard no matter how small he was made his
entrapment quite painful. Rick had bought the sissy the smallest cock
cage he could find and then shortened it even more for Paul's tiny
peepee. The result was to keep the little thing squished to just under an
inch at all times. Paul knew better than to look away as the lovers
enjoyed making him suffer so he watched them make out and sucked away at
the sweaty sock.
Paul the Sissy Cuckold Part Two
As Paul carried the platter of food out to the dining room he could still
taste and smell the disgusting socks he had spent over an hour sucking
clean earlier this evening. He was still dressed in his sissy outfit but
had reapplied his makeup as it had smeared while cleaning Rick's socks.
Rick and Sue sat at the dining room table chatting like lovers while Paul
served them both. After spooning out pasta onto both of their plates and
pouring them each a glass of wine, Paul took his usual place at mealtime,
on the floor between Rick's feet with his face in the large black man's
crotch. Rick was fully clothed but he enjoyed making Sue's husband sit
like this while the couple enjoyed their meals. He said it reminded the
sissy of his place.
Paul on the other hand was miserable. His knees ached from staying in
this position for too long and he was having trouble breathing since he
was required to keep his face pressed against Rick's cock throughout
dinner. The cramped space between the black man's legs offered little
fresh air and Paul could smell the man's sweaty crotch through his pants.
The smell of sweat and that manly odor of cock and balls assaulted Paul's
senses as he kneeled quietly between his master's legs.
Paul could hear the lovers talking like they didn't have a care in the
world. They discussed the news, weather and a favorite tv show as if it
were perfectly normal for a couple to talk while another man sniffed away
at the crotch of his better. The couple laughed as they talked about Paul
as if he weren't in the room. Sue recounted how she had let slip the fact
that she and Rick had been slipping Paul female hormones disguised as
vitamins. Rick thought this was hysterical and said, "Well now that the
secret is out we can be more open about our intentions for the little
sissy bitch. Not only are we growing a nice set of boobies for the little
sissy, I have some other plans for 'her' as well."
This piqued Sue's interest and she leaned in and asked what kind of
plans. Rick said, "Well first off I have a friend who's a plastic surgeon
and he's agreed to fill out the sissies hips to make her look more
womanly. Also he'll inject the wimp's lips to make them fuller, like
cocksucker lips. Also I was thinking she'll need some piercings and
tattoos as well."
Sue was getting excited now and said, "Like piercing his ears?" Rick
said, "Well, first off let's start referring to the sissy as 'she' so
she'll grow accustomed to her new identity. And yes, her ears and after
her boobs grow out her nipples too. I was thinking we'd come up the
tattoo ideas together."
Paul was beginning to squirm while listening to his wife and her lover
plan out his future. Rick noticed his discomfort and said, "Calm down
sissy, here's a little present for you." And the big man proceeded to let
loose a loud fart right into the sissies face. Sue laughed as if this
were the funniest thing ever while Rick went on to say, "Now make sure
you sniff that all up so my lady doesn't have to smell it or there'll be
trouble." Paul, fearful of repercussions began taking in huge breaths of
air through his nose almost gagging on the foul air he was now trapped
with. As their sissy struggled to inhale the nasty fart, the two lovers
continued their conversation.
Sue said, "How about we have a little pink heart tattooed on one of her
boobies?" "That's a great idea," said Rick. "I was also thinking we could
have 'Property of Rick and Sue' stenciled on her ass."
"Oh that's lovely!" Sue said. "But honey, I'm wondering that since we're
going through the trouble of plastic surgery for her hips and lips, why
not just get her tits done too. That way she'll have nice girly boobies
sooner."
"Great idea," Rick said. "I'll talk to my friend and set it up for this
weekend." At this, Paul began to sob quietly, his shoulders shaking. Rick
smiled and said, "I think our sissy likes the idea, she's weeping tears
of joy right now." Sue laughed and said, "Well then we better get you
undressed before you get sissy tears all over your pants."
The two lovers got up from the table and started toward the bedroom with
Rick glancing over his shoulder at the poor hubby still crouched under
the table saying, "Clean up the dishes then join us in the bedroom sissy.
We will certainly need your cleanup services soon." As the big black man
walked away Paul said quietly, "Yes sir, right away sir," and sniffed
away another tear.
After 20 or 30 minutes Paul had finished cleaning up the kitchen and
slowly made his way back to the bedroom he used to share with his wife.
That room now belonged to Sue and Rick. Everything in Paul's life now
belonged to Sue and Rick. Rick was the man of the house now and Paul was
merely a servant doing the bidding of the large black man.
As Paul neared the room he could hear his wife moaning and crying out in
ecstasy from the hard fucking she was receiving from her powerful lover.
Paul knocked on the door to the bedroom and waited for admission. "Yeah,
sissy get your ass in here" he heard Rick yell from within. Paul opened
the door and crept into the room at first noticing the smell of sex
permeating the air. The room was humid and the scent of the two sweaty
writhing bodies was almost overwhelming. As Paul entered the room the two
lovers came apart and each lay on their back on either side of the bed
staying close enough to touch. Rick had his arm around Sue and was gently
massaging her left breast with his hand. Sue purred contentedly and
snuggled into her lover's embrace as they both looked toward Paul.
Paul curtseyed to the lovers on the bed as he'd been taught to do each
time he entered the room. Rick smirked at the sissy loser and said, "Wow,
sissy your wife is something else. She almost rubbed the skin off my dick
the way she fucked me. Not that you'd ever know that. You could never
last long enough to find out. Isn't that right wimp?" Paul lowered his
eyes and said in a quivering voice, "Yes sir. I could never last long
enough to actually feel how wonderful a lover my wife is. Only a real man
like you can please her and satisfy her desires."
Rick stretched out and motioned toward his soft, but still quite large
cock. Paul moved as if in a trance and crawled onto the bed. Sticking his
ass up into the air he lowered his mouth to the huge organ and slowly
started licking it clean of Sue and Rick's juices. Rick was uncircumcised
so Paul had to work hard to get under the skin and clean the huge cock to
perfection. It took more than 20 minutes of licking and sucking before
Rick was satisfied that his cock was clean. He snapped his fingers and
Paul moved on to clean his wife only to find her stopping him with her
hand in his face.
"Rick honey, don't you think the sissy should never be allowed to taste
my pussy? I mean it's all for you now dear and I'm not a lesbian so I'd
rather not have a girl licking me down there." Rick thought for a moment
and said, "You're right dear, we shouldn't allow this sissy the pleasure
of tasting your perfect pussy unless she's licking it off my cock.
Instead why don't we have her use a nice warm cloth to clean you up?"
Rick then snapped his fingers at Paul again and said, "You heard me
sissy, get a cloth to clean my lady." Paul moved off the bed and went to
the bathroom to get a warm cloth to clean his wife's crotch. Just as he
was about to leave the bathroom, Rick walked in blocking the door. "I
need to piss sissy," the big man said. Paul whimpered and slowly dropped
to his knees near the toilet. This was unfortunately a familiar position
for Paul, one he hated more than most of the humiliations he'd been put
through.
Rick stepped up to the toilet and smiled down at the degraded husband. He
put his hands on his hips and waited for Paul to do the rest. As he'd
done many times, Paul moved his head forward and took Rick's cock between
his lips from the side using his tongue to steady it. Paul held the cock
using his lips and tongue like fingers on the shaft and aimed at the
toilet. As Rick began to piss Paul could feel the fluid rushing through
the shaft of muscle between his lips. His aim was off slightly and some
of the piss splashed on the rim of the toilet before Paul was able to
direct the stream into the water. Rick sighed contentedly while he
emptied his bladder smiling at the subservient hubby acting as a urinal
caddy for his massive cock. As the last drops of piss splashed into the
bowl Rick said, "Shake it piss boy" and Paul gently shook his head up and
down do dislodge a few stubborn drops of amber liquid.
Rick patted the sissy on the head calling her a good girl before laughing
and walking back to the bedroom. "Oh," he said turning back, "Clean the
rim too." Paul didn't hesitate to obey as he bent over and licked up the
piss that had initially splashed onto the toilet's rim. The foul liquid
was salty and now cold from the toilet and tasted as terrible as it
smelled. "God damn, what the fuck happened to make you such a worthless
little bitch?" Rick asked shaking his head and watching the humiliated
hubby licking up his piss. Paul only lowered his eyes and said in a dead
voice, "Thank you for allowing me to taste your delicious piss sir." He'd
been trained too well to say anything else. Rick laughed and said, "Heel
girl" while turning and walking out of the room. Paul crawled behind the
strong black man his face mere inches from his powerful ass. As the duo
reached the bedroom Rick stopped suddenly so that Paul's face went right
up into his ass crack. Sue saw this and started laughing immediately.
"Wow, that sissy really wants to kiss your ass babe," she said to Rick.
Rick chuckled and said, "Oh he'll get his chance." Rick climbed back into
bed with his woman and called the sissy to join them. Rick lay on his
side facing Sue and began gently rubbing her tits. "Lick my hole for a
while bitch while I talk to your wife," he demanded of the subdued Paul.
Paul crawled into position so his face was wedged into Rick's ass crack
and began to gently lap up and down the rank crevice. This was another
chore that Paul was too familiar with and he settled into a comfortable
pace of licking the ass of the man who'd stolen his wife.
While Paul slaved away at his ass, Rick said to Sue, "So babe I've been
thinking of something else. If we're going to turn this sissy bitch into
a real sissy fuck doll, maybe she needs a chick's name. What do you
think?" Sue clapped her hands together in glee and said, "What a great
idea honey! I love it! But what should we call her?" Rick said, "Whatever
it is should be extra girly and soft just like her. So Paula is just too
easy, so is Pauline. We need something more creative. Maybe Chrissie? Or
Janie?"
"No" Sue said, "I have it. It was the name of my dog when I was a little
girl. Daisy! It should be Daisy!"
Rick roared with laughter and said, "That's perfect. Daisy it is. What do
you think asslicker? Do you like your new name?" Paul knew better than to
stop what he was doing so he spoke directly into Rick's asshole when he
mumbled, "I love it sir. It fits a sissy like me perfectly."
And so it was settled. Paul became Daisy just like that. The poor
defeated husband kept licking his master's rank hole while the big black
man fondled and made out with Sue. Paul's face was sweating away his
makeup and smearing it into Rick's muscular ass. The sweat as salty as it
was still tasted better to the poor hubby than the disgusting hole he was
cleaning with his tongue. He licked and sucked at Rick's hole, making out
with it like he was kissing a beautiful woman. Paul knew he would never
again know the feeling of kissing a beautiful woman and in fact knew that
he would soon be trained to only have sex with men if Rick and Sue kept
going the way they were. So Paul directed all of his passions into making
out with Rick's asshole. He moaned like a lover and shoved his tongue as
far up the hole as he could. Paul was starting to feel proud of the way
he felt Rick's body responding and thought he was doing a wonderful job.
That is until Rick slapped Paul's head and said, "Enough fag! Damn you
are one horny little asslicker. That's enough. I need to concentrate on
my woman. Go work on the laundry or clean my other rims or something
Daisy. I can't have you enjoying my ass like that. It's weird." With that
Rick turned back to Sue and began making out with her again.
Paul was stunned. That's what was weird he thought? Of all the
humiliating things Paul had been forced to do, that was the weird thing?
The fact that he was trying to do a good job was weird? Paul crawled from
the bedroom to the sound of his wife saying, "Oh baby I love your cock so
much, fuck me again stud."
Paul crawled out to the garage and began the tedious task of licking
clean the rims of Rick's car. As the hard concrete of the garage floor
dug into his knees Paul, now Daisy began to cry imagining what new
horrors tomorrow would bring and what changes he could expect to his body
in the coming months.
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