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Unexpected Meeting - Coming home by strangefun WARNING: This story contains graphic depiction of depraved sexual acts, sisification, sexual abuse, humiliation and torture. Read at your own discretion! From the author: This is a continuation of the "unexpected meeting" story, and for all the sissies, I recommend reading it wearing your favorite sissy outfit and, of course, a chastity device, so you can feel the same confinement and sexual frustration I felt when writing it. Enjoy! I gripped the steering wheel hard as another wave of panic washed over me with a hot blast of fear, shame and uncertainty. Seeing my hands, covered in white, lacy gloves on the steering wheel just added more to my panic. Am I really doing this? Am I really driving home, to my wife, dressed as I was? After leaving on a fake business trip to indulge my submissive sissy urges and being whored out by my temporary owner as a sissy fucktoy entertainment to a kinky couple, who turned out to be my wife, cheating on me with my best friend; not initially recognized by them dressed up as a total sissy, gagged and plugged and used, humiliated and fucked by them, and, after all was done, finally recognized, found out and returned back to my captor, my check-up call home the next day was... tough. She scolded me for lying to her. She scolded herself for lying to me. She asked if I was blackmailed or forced to do the kinky, demeaning things that I have put myself in the position for them to do to me. She ordered me to tell her everything. I told her everything. We spent two hours on the phone, and, as I was being slowly impaled on a widening dildo by my own body weight as my legs were tiring and giving up, shaking from the jolts of electricity shooting through my penis, confined in a small, pink plastic chastity cage with electrical contact pads inside. I told her everything. I told her how much I love her. How ashamed I was about lying to her. How much I wanted to share my sissy side with her and how afraid I was about her rejecting me because of... well, this. This figure in the large mirror in front of me I was looking at while talking to her, dressed head to toe in shiny, white, sissy latex, riling impaled on a pole disappearing inside her between her shapely, shaking legs, held open by a spreader bar, with my throbbing, twitching male parts stuffed in a tiny, wired, pink cage. How unable I was to stop submitting to these urges. How much I needed it. How much I enjoyed it. She demanded that I tell her everything that was done to me, and I did. For about an hour. She... Masturbated. And orgasmed. Several times, to my astonishment. She told me to come home dressed in my prettiest, sissiest stuff. Heeled, caged, plugged, gagged and locked, like I was delivered to them to that motel last night. And to bring in all my sissy things. So, here I am, sitting uncomfortably on a greedily inflated butt plug, driving itself deeper into me with every bump, making me moan and bite down on a large white ball gag, pushing the pedals with hot pink five-inch stiletto fuck-me pumps locked on my feet, struggling to breath against the corset, tightly laced and locked over the extremely short and tight hot pink sissy dress with tiny, but full petticoat, just barely covering the top of my plugged ass, framed by white garters attached to the white shiny stockings... Even sitting down, I can see the tip of my hot pink chastity cage, peaking from under the snow-white petticoat. My blushing face flashed at me in the rear view mirror with terrified and horny eyes, heavily made-up with waterproof makeup in glittery, dark pink eye shadow, heavy eye lashes and shiny, candy pink, cocksucker lips, wrapped around a large white ball gag, strapped tightly and locked, hot pink doll wig... The keys from the small padlocks on the chastity cage, ankle straps of my high heels, corset and gag dangling on a small karabiner from the ring on the thick, white leather collar with the words "SISSY" in large pink letters along with a white leather leash... Even though my car windows were tinted, I was terrified driving in the daylight like this. What if I get pulled over? One-hour ride lasted eternity. I was alternating between the state of panic and arousal, fear of what's going to happen between me, sissified, gagged, plugged and locked and my wife, who cheated on me with my best friend, who's cum I was forced to lick out of her well-fucked in front of my gagged face pussy just yesterday. What will happen? She obviously liked it, but was she setting me up for public humiliation? She would not do that! I hoped... Finally getting to our house, I quickly pulled into the garage and waited for the garage door to close. Than, with my heart in my throat, I got out of the car, teetered in my high heels to the house door, straightened out my ridiculous sissy outfit, and, taking a deep breath, gingerly knocked on the door. When I heard heels clicking on the hardwood, I knew to expect something different. The door swung open, and there she was - naked, her long, slender legs sheathed in sheer, black, stay-up stockings, her feet adorned with gorgeous red fuck-me pumps that I loved so much. A vision of sexiness and femininity, she stood in the doorway, looking me up and down, smiling. And there I was, sissified, locked, plugged, gagged and terrified, not knowing what to expect, my legs shaking perched on my stilettos, biting on my gag, eyes down, afraid to look in her face, staring at her gorgeous legs and shoes. She held an excruciating pause, looking me over, pink head to pink toes, than threw her arms towards me, chirping "welcome home, honey!" as she did every time I came back from my "business trips". Shocked and bewildered, I stepped through the doors right into her opened arms. She huged and kissed me passionately on my gagged mouth, running her hands all over my feminized body, exploring, spinning me around, giggling. Noticing the keys dangling from the collar ring, she quickly undid the karabiner: - I'll take those, thank you very much! ...And continued looking me over, giggling like a school girl, raising my tiny petticoats, grabbing the inflatable butt plug's hand bulb dangling between my thighs and squeezing it a couple of times, laughing happily at my moans as the already pumped-up bladder deep inside my ass got even bigger, finally getting a firm grip on my chastity cage, that held my imprisoned genitals for the past four days of almost-constant sexual stimulation. I moaned into the gag as she pulled me by my cage towards the bedroom: - C'mon, honey, I've been doing some sissy research online, and I am the horniest I've ever been! I want to play with my sissy! "My sissy"! Swooning from those words, I followed her firm pull on my compressed genitals to the bedroom, mincing in my heels, a little relieved, but shocked and increasingly horny, feeling the bulb of my butt plug, hanging down from my overextended ass like a kinky tail, hitting my thighs with every step, moaning from her merciless pull on my cage, the unbearable fullness of the overinflated plug, tightness of the corset, the effort of walking on such high heels, soreness of my jaws stretched around the large ball gag and the sexy twistiness of the situation I was in... I expected everything, a scandal, accusations, tears, threats, but I could (and did) only dream of this! She... loved it! She wanted it! She wanted me, as I am, an overdressed, plugged, gagged, chastised sissy! We walked though the house, our heels clicking loudly on the hardwood floor, hers, confident and measured, a sound of a woman walking in familiar, sexy footwear, and mine, stuttering cacophony of missteps, sound of a sissy walking in his hot pink, locked fuck-me pumps, pullrd by his locked penis to the bedroom by his beautiful, naked, horny wife. Once in the bedroom, she pushed me, back first, on the bed and jumped on me with a growl of a wild animal. Within moments, she straddled my face, pushing it into her smooth, cleanly shaved, wet pussy: - Make me cum, sissy, I can't wait any longer! I was still gagged, and could not do much, pinned under her as I was, but she did not care. Bracing herself against my tightly corseted waist, she just rode my face with the full weight of her petite body, using it to masturbate, smothering me with her sex and cutting off my air as I riled under her, my hands pinned to the bed by her legs, my gagged face pressed into her wet, horny, grinding sex. She was just using me as a toy, something to grind her pussy against, smothering me, suffocating me, making me torturously horny inside my tiny cage - I still haven't' had any release after being locked in it for several days with such incredibly arousing things happening to me! I felt her moans through her body as she dragged her hot, soft, pink flesh through my wet, gagged, helpless face, an I could not believe the incredibly kinky reality that was mine to enjoy! On the edge of passing out from the overstimulation and the lack of oxygen, I looked with dimming eyes at the extreme close- up of her beautiful ass, completely giving myself to her to do anything she wanted, and no matter what she would do, I would enjoy suffering through it. She quickened her pace, and finally, with the full weight of her body on my abused face, she came in a flood of wetness, as my face felt her flesh pulsating in the throws of orgasm, hearing her screams reverberating through her body, crying into the smothering flesh from excitement, frustration and the incredible and torturously uncomfortable pressure inside my chastity cage. Eventually, her trashing on my face subsided and she collapsed on top of my sissified form, allowing me to breath freely, and I gasped for air, my face covered with her wetness, feeling the wonderful weight of her body on top of me, both of us breathing heavily, one, momentarily satisfied, another, as frustrated and horny and happy as he has ever been. As we both came down, I reveled in my position, looking right at my wife's beautiful, smooth sex and ass, with her pussy lips touching mine, stretched around a large white gag. She just laid on top of me, and I felt her breath on my cleanly-shaved balls, as her face nuzzled my chastity cage. Her breathing slowed down, the whole body relaxed, and soon I realized that she was asleep! I swooned from the joy of where I was at the moment: dressed as an ultimate sissy whore with my beautiful, naked wife is sleeping on top of me, after using my gagged face to masturbate herself to a an incredible orgasm! With every breath, I was inhaling her aroma, and my locked, frustrated genitals were twitching next to her face, as she moaned quietly in her sleep. I was in heaven, never wanting this beautiful, sexy, intimate moment to end; I wanted to spend every night like that, for the rest of my life... Horny sissy dreams... She slept for a short eternity, the happiest minutes of my life, and the first thing I felt when she woke up is her kinky little tongue on my blue balls, making me gasp and moan into my gag. - Wow, this was SO-O-O-O good... - She stretched on top of me like a cat, than her face and hands descended back to my crotch - Hi there, little guy! So, this is how you want to be? It looks so cute in hot pink, I just love it! Definitely your color! The cage is so tiny, even for you, how did you get it in there? Must be getting very uncomfortable when sexy things happen to this little sissy! It was! Hearing my wife referring to me as "little sissy", my "little guy" was trying to burst the plastic cage open, uncomfortably and painfully pushing against the hard walls, as she proceeded exploring it, tugging at it, pulling on my squeezed-out balls, giggling and flooding me with questions, receiving my moaning answers from between her legs: - Does it hurt? Can you pee in this? Can you stay in this for a month? How about a year? Can you pull it off? Let me try! Ok, ok, stop crying, sissy, I guess you can't! Which is good, 'cause I love it so much on you that I don't think I'll ever let MY sissy to take it off! My head swam as I hear her call me "her sissy" again. HER SISSY! I was so overwhelmed, that I started crying. She slid off of me, turned around, and cradled my wet face. Kissing me on the gag, she cooed: - Don't cry, little sissy, I'll let you out once in a while, if you are good! I love you, and I want you to be happy! Those words made me cry even more, looking into her beautiful face with my adoring, tearing eyes. - I know what would cheer you up! Let's fuck like we do every time when you came back from your - she air-quoted - "business trip"! I blushed in embarrassment. Usually, when I came back home, horny after a few days of being locked in chastity, continuously fucked and abused as a sissy and not allowed to cum, I would eat her pussy out until she could not stand orgasming any more and then enter her with my recently freed penis, both of us cumming very quickly, but in our last encounter, she admitted that she often faked that last orgasm to make me feel better - and now, dressed as a silly sissy, with my less-than-average- sized penis locked in a tiny pink cage, that proposition sounded mocking and very humiliating for me, but she was serious. - Of course, you cannot do much with your little thing locked, but don't worry, I can help you there. Get up! In a moment, I was standing next to the bed, wobbly in my high heels, biting on my gag, not daring to look in her eyes. She opened a bedside drawer and pilled out... I sobbed in embarrassment, as my cock twitched inside its prison and my ass tried to contract futilely around the pumped-up plug. In my wife's slender hands, I saw a big strap-up, long, thick, veined and angry-looking. Purring from excitement, she proceeded to strap it around my waist under the tiny petticoat, positioning the large rubber phallus just above my tiny imprisoned one, pulling the straps on both sides of my chastity cage and, spinning me around, buckling them tight on the back, driving the plug in my butt deeper, making me moan. - Oh my god, honey, I just love to hear you moan, you moan like such a sexy bitch! I want to make you moan all the time! Can't wait to try this thing on you, so you can moan me up a storm! As she was pulling the buckles tight, I was looking at the angry rubber cock, jotting out from the tiny pink skirt and frilly petticoats. This is so embarrassing! I will have to fuck my wife not only dressed as a sissy, but with a strap-on instead of my locked and painfully aroused in its tiny cage penis! She finished tightening the buckles and spun me back facing her, my new cock almost hitting her on the face as I turned. - Wow, you are so big, please be gentle with me! - She said mockingly in a little girl's voice, making me blush even more - Doesn't look appropriate on such a sissy, though! It looks too much like a real dick... Well, we'll have to get you something more suitable later, but now - show time! Pulling down on the leash, dangling from my collar, she made me kneel between her knees, unlocked and unbuckled my gag, yanked it out of my mouth, and falling on her back, pulled my leash between her butt cheeks, pulling my head by the collar until my eager face once again touched her soft pussy, and lowering her body on top of the leash, trapping my face between her thighs. I knew what to do, and I knew how to do it well. Even though my jaws were sore from wearing that large ball gag for a couple of hours, worshiping her pussy, as always, felt wonderful, as I kneeled by the bed, my sissified face between her thighs, kissing, licking, sucking, pushing, feeling her every little reaction to my efforts, playing her like a musical instrument, bringing her to the brink and slowing down, building her ecstasy layer by layer, all the time feeling the restraint of my clothes, the unyielding grip of the corset, the huge intruder in my ass, and, a new feeling, a large strap on between my legs, constantly getting in the way as it hit the edge of the bed - all of it drove me insane with unsatisfyable lust, making my little caged dickey ache as I felt and tasted her with my mouth, tongue, lips, nose, and when I felt the best moment to bring her over the threshold, when she was no longer capable of holding off and ready to explode, I firmly grabbed her engorged clitoris with my lips, sucked it in hard into my mouth, and grabbing her hips so she could not escape the stimulation started flicking her sensitive nub with my tongue. She exploded. She screamed. She trashed in the bed like I had high- current electrodes connected to her clit. She gripped my head with her thighs and I felt like she is going to crush it. I kept at it, not letting her orgasm to let off, keeping it at maximum, torturing her with it, a payback in kind to the wonderfully cruel face humping she used me for earlier. She could not stop cumming, and I would not let her, knowing that as long as I do this, she will be in the torturous state of multiple orgasms, and soon, riling in my hands and struggling for breath, she started to beg: - Please... stop... I can't... please... stop... too much... please... sissy... please stop... I slowly let off, keeping her stimulated and horny, waiting for her usual... - Fuck me sissy! FUCK ME NOW!!! She lifted her butt off my leash, and I jumped on the bed and "my" huge cock loomed menacingly over her wet pussy. I used her juices to quickly lubricate it's unfamiliar girth and length, and, putting the large head against her entrance, guiding it with one hand, separated so embarrassingly far from her by the length of "my" cock, I leaned forward over her beautiful body, and, looking into her wide-opened, large eyes, gently pushed in with my hips. She gasped and her eyes became even larger, as I felt her insights resisting and giving way to the huge tool, strapped between my legs. As I started to push further in, she started to scream, so I, spotting my gag on the bed next to us, grabbed it and forced it into her screaming mouth, yanking her head forward and buckling it tight behind. As she brought her hands to her face, I grabbed her wrists and pinned them down to the bed, arms stretched out, still continuing to enter her. In the mirrors around us, I saw a surreal site - a sissy in a tiny, hot pink dress, narrow, corseted waist, white shiny stockings, high heels and pink wig is pinning down and penetrating with a large strap-on a beautiful, gagged girl... I saw my reflected ass, framed by the white, frilly garters with black straps cutting in over the large base of the butt plug with the hand pump on a short rubber tube hanging down between my thighs, and my tiny pink cage containing my aching dick, hanging uselessly below. The sight made my dickey swell, making me moan in torturous ecstasy, in unison with my wife's moans as I kept entering her with "my" huge penis. I was finally all in, my hips pressing on hers. Letting go of her hands I took her gagged face in my gloved hands, and, kissing her on the gag, looking into her wide-opened eyes, started to gently move my hips in- and-out, feeling the rubber cock moving through her stretched insights through my overinflated butt plug, pushed deeper into me with every move by the tension of the straps she tightened over it. While fucking her, I was fucking myself as well, my ass constantly contracting over the large intruder with every move, and it felt so kinky, so sissy, and so frustratingly sexy... I always dreamt of having sex with my wife dressed as a sissy, and now I was living my dream... She moaned in her gag, and I, holding her face in my hands and moving my hips, was telling her in trembling, moaning voice, how mush I loved her, how sexy and beautiful she is, how much I wanted to please her, how sorry I was for lying to her, how I wanted to do anything she wanted to bring her joy, how much I wanted to be her sissy, how grateful I was for this, all the while kissing her gagged mouth and face with my glittery, pink lips, seeing her eyes tearing up, slowly quickening my pace, for the first time truly fucking my wife, but not with my own penis! She started bucking under me, and, pinning her hands once again, I started thrusting my tool in and out of her tight pussy as she met it with the movement of her hips, quickening the pace, faster and faster, feeling her sexy slender body under mine, hearing her sexy gagged moans and screams, my ass, spasming around the rubber cavity stretching my insights with every move, making me moan like it was I who was being fucked, the bulb flying around with the movement of my hips like a happy tail. This was a culmination of all my kinky fantasies, desires, dreams... The wonderful disparity of her beautiful, pure, almost naked body under mine, covered from the hot pink head to hot pink toes in tight, restrictive, sexy, feminine attire, so incredibly inappropriate for a man to wear, my stretched ass with a kinky tail flopping around, large strap-on, tightly buckled around my hips, stretching my wife's tight pussy instead of my horny, frustrated, manhood, uselessly dangling between my thighs, locked in a tiny pink cage, so beautifully, wonderfully, mind-blowingly, humiliatingly sexy that I wanted to cry, and I did, looking into my wife's moaning face, kissing her gagged mouth, her lips, stretched around the large gag, whimpering the half- coherent words of love, building her excitement higher and higher, moving faster and faster, until the tidal wave of pleasure crushed over her and she started to cum so hard, that I needed all my strength to stay on top of her as she convulsed in the throws of an uncontrollable orgasm, screaming into the gag, thrashing under me in the most beautiful, torturous climax I've ever seen, and I kept her there, thrusting "my" large cock into her beautiful body, seeing all thought and reason leave her wide-opened eyes, leaving only the overwhelming, uncontrollable, mind-splitting sexual overload, until, finally crushing over the edge, she arched her back lifting me up, and, with a final gagged scream, passed out. I checked her breathing and gently removed the gag from her mouth. Than, as she whimpered incoherently, slowly and gently, I pulled the large, veined rubber cock out of her raw pussy, marveling at its elasticity, as it closed slowly after the mushroom head of the huge strap-on slid out of her limp, semi-conscious s body, wandering, how she could take it. Or how I will take it... I laid on the bed next to her, listening her breath, moaning in a horny fog, still excited, frustrated and unsatisfied, stroking and kissing her gorgeous curves, her beautiful, firm breasts, feeling her nipples firming up in my lips, her flat stomach, her thighs, inhaling her smell, kissing her velvety skin, her slender, long legs, her dainty, beautiful toes, wrapped in sheer, smooth hosiery, feeling their shape with my lips, drinking in the faint, sexy aroma of her feet, still caring the smell of her leather stilettos, driving myself mad with desire and frustration, moaning in discomfort as my dick pushed against the hard plastic, incapable of achieving the fill erection because of the tightness of it confines, my stretched ass, constantly gripping the base of the plug... She steered, her beautiful toes pushing against my horny lips: - Wow, nobody has ever fucked me so hard that I passed out! I raised my eyes from her insanely sexy feet and saw her looking at me with a smile. - And that whole submissive thing, I definitely understand why you love it so much! To be powerless, unable to protest, and just fucked! I think I'll be letting you to be my mistress once in a while! And thank you, honey, this was the most intense sexual experience of my life! I don't know why, but having you like this turns me on so much! You keep on being so cute and sexy, I may never let you out of these clothes! I moaned, laying alongside her, listening to her words, still kissing her toes, aroused by her words even more as my clit pushed itself painfully against its shell. She reached and stroked my nylon-clad legs, sending shivers all over my sissified body, as I was involuntarily gasping into her beautiful toes. She laughed kindly at my reaction and doubled her effort. In no time I was moaning like a whore in heat, laying on my back, with my fake cock sticking obscenely up from my crotch, as her finders, hands and lips traveled all over my legs, crotch, body, face, kissing me like I was a girl, and for her, now and forever, I really was. I truly felt like one. It felt so wonderful to be a center of her attention, as she stroked, probed, kissed, pushed, squeezed and explored every inch of me and my outfit, my body reacting to her touch in mind-floating, all-consuming, horny, torturous pleasure, making me moan and whimper incoherently, completely in her power, as she hungrily consumed my submission, straddling my body and inserting the rubber member back into her pussy, slowly working her way down the large shaft, breathing out the words that were making me loose my mind: - Oh my god, this is so hot! You are so sexy...I think your waist is smaller than mine in this corset! So tight, so sexy... I'll always keep my sissy locked, so she cannot take it off... Your makeup must be waterproof to still have it on your pretty face! Your pink lips are so kissable, especially when they are wrapped around this big gag! She leaned forward, moaning from the pressure of "my" big cock in her pussy, and placed the large white ball gag with smudges of her red lipstick back into my mouth, buckling it down tight, than took my face in her hands, taking her time softly kissing my gagged mouth, my cheeks, my eyes, licking the protruding gag and kissing me again, slowly gyrating her hips, impaled on a large shaft protruding from my hips... I was in heaven, as she continued: - Such a horny, sexy, slutty little girl... We'll have to pierce those ears, honey; how would you like little pink cocks dangling off of them? Just like the one dangling between your girly legs, just below that large cock you are fucking me with! Your belly button, too! Oh, you are blushing, how cute! Your legs are so slender; any girl would kill for those legs! And these pumps are awesome! So pink, and girly, and locked, too! The heels are bit high for you, but don't worry, little girl, soon you'll forget how to walk on anything but heels... Oh, what a horny moan, you love the idea, don't you? She straightened up, fully impaling herself on the huge strap-on, and, looking me straight in the eyes, started to rub her body, her beautiful breasts, playing with her nipples with one hand and her clit with another, gyrating her hips, bringing herself closer and closer to orgasm, as I moaned into the tightly buckled gag in blissful happiness, drinking in the sight of her on top of my sissified body, feeling my strap-on penetrating her deeply, as my real cock, tortured by its tiny cage, twitched uselessly in horny agony. She quickened her pace, as I laid under her, my hands pinned to my sides by her legs, once again used as a sex toy, my absolutely favorite role. As she came to the edge of another orgasm, she leaned forward and grabbed my nipples through the stretchy material of the tight dress, squeezing them hard. We both screamed as she came, my mind giving up all control, as horny frustration overwhelmed my senses. I was so aroused, so horny, so desperate to cum, but I could not, not with this damn cage compressing my throbbing penis, not even allowing it to straighten up, keeping it bent down between my legs, twitching, throbbing, driving me mad... But she was free to cum, and she did, and kept cuming, flooding my crotch with her wetness, screaming, her eyes rolling back, her whole body shaking, the most beautiful sight I've eve seen... She finally came down, carefully lifted her glowing, beautiful body off "my" cock and collapsed on the bed next to me, both of us breathing heavily, her, once again, satisfied, and me, still fully aroused, horny and frustrated. I always loved this feeling of constant horniness and arousal, magnified by the impossibility of release, but this time it was way too much for me to handle, overpowering my mental faculties and turning me into a mindless, whimpering, horny fuck doll, futilely humping the air with my glistening rubber cock and moaning into my gag, a pathetic, horny, mindless little sissy... She laid next to me, observing my blissful misery, her hand propping up her head and the other stroking my sissified, twitching body, glistening cock, strapped to my crotch, a tiny pink one dangling just below it, snapping my garters, running her manicured nails over the thin nylon covering my shaved legs, traveling up to my gagged lips, stroking my pink hair, driving me insane with lust and frustration... - I hope you really like being such a girly sissy, because I just love it, my little slut, and now I want it all the time! I'll never let you go back to being a man, from now on you are my sexy, horny little sissy slut to fuck! Speaking of which, time to return the favor! As I moaned at her words, she rolled me on my side, unbuckled and took off the my temporary, large and manly cock, quickly strapping it on herself, and stood next to the bed, the big, veined cock looking ever larger on her slender body, sticking towards me menacingly, as she stepped towards me, grabbing my leash and dragging me off the bed, and I, without thought, assumed the cocksucker's position, on my knees with hands clasped behind my back, looking up at her smiling face: - Wow, that's training! Time show me, honey, just how much of a sissy cocksucker you really are! From what you told me on the phone, it should not be a problem for you! She brought the tip of the thick, long rubber cock to my lips, and I inhaled the scent of her pussy on it. Unbuckling and popping the gag out of my mouth, with my lips remaining opened, as my eyes focused on a perspective of a large shaft about to enter me, she pushed the large head into my mouth: - Look at me, honey, I want to see your eyes when I face-fuck you, and I am going deep! I raised my eyes more out of continuous surprise, hearing this kind of dirty talk from my normally proper wife and saw the expression of pure lust on her beautiful face, as she pushed the rubber cock further in, to the back of my mouth, making me. She placed her hands on both sides of my head, and her gentle touch turned into a firm pull, as she pushed her faux cock past the point of resistance into my gagging throat. No matter how many times my various users did that, it always was such a wonderfully humiliating and uncomfortable experience, and it always made me gag, which made them enjoy the additional stimulation of my spasming throat even more. Looking up into her shining eyes, I saw pure joy of a dom, taking full control of her slave, as she kept pushing further and further in, seeing an inch after inch of the rubber cock disappearing into my mouth, my tearing, bulging eyes locked with hers, slowly, cruelly, deliberately, wonderfully, deeper and deeper, feeling the large head pushing though my throat, torturously slowly traveling down to my stomach, until my nose was flattened against the base of the strap-on, and she held me there, riling impaled on her long tool, tears streaming from my wide-opened eyes. It was a new experience for me. Before, I was always an anonymous, faceless, nameless fuck doll, ring-gagged and blinded by a face mask, hood, or a blindfold, never seeing the faces of my anonymous abusers. Now it was someone who I loved, and, I thought, knew well, and, judging by the look on her face, truly enjoying the experience of abusing and humiliating someone she loved, and, she thought, knew well. She licked her lips, still holding my throat fully impaled on her dick: - You told me on the phone that they constantly did this to you, keeping it in your throat until you almost pass out... - She bit her lip in that sexy cute way that she knew drove me wild - I want to do this to you as well! I want it so much! Can I? I wanted to tell her that she can do ANYTHING to me without the need to ever ask, and no matter what she did, I will enjoy it, because it was HER, and anything that brings her pleasure would bring me the satisfaction of giving that pleasure to her, and to me, that satisfaction of a submissive sissy serving her loving mistress is the biggest joy I could experience, but in my position, I could only shut my eyes in agreement and clasped my unusually unrestrained hands stronger behind my back, desperately wanting to please her with my humiliation and suffering, and, as I struggled in her firm grip, my throat impaled down to the strap-on's rubber balls, lungs burning from the lack of oxygen, I saw satisfaction in her eyes along with the thirst for more, fully realizing that from now on, my sex life will be very different. No longer would I be an equal partner, but a willing and loved sex toy, a dear object of use, abuse and humiliation, and, as the light started to dim in my eyes, I smiled at her with my gagging lips, feeling the edge of the abyss I was about to fall into. Yes. It was that poetic to me. She pulled out. Not completely, only until she heard me take a gagging, choking breath, and after a few more gulps of air, pushed it back in, keeping me in torturous heaven, again, and again, and again, deliriously, miserably happy to suffer at her hands, surprised at how skilled she was in making me her dominated bitch. Finally, her rubber cock fully inserted into my throat, she said, looking down at me with happy grin: - Honey, I could do this to you for hours, in fact, I will, some day, but now I want your ass! But since we have only one working cock between two of us, we need to share, so, let's put on a condom, shall we? Laughing at the feelings of shame, lust, fear and joy that I showed intensely on my face, she slowly pulled her strap-in out of me, making me feel every bump and vein imprinted in rubber with my gagging throat and handed me a condom. I fiddled with the package with my gloved hands, and, unable to tear it open, used my teeth to rip it open. Pulling out the thin, slippery rubber doughnut, I reached to the rubber cock hanging right in front of my face, but heard: - No-no-no, sluts put the condoms on cocks with their mouths! Like you've never done it before! I shook my head "no" - and I never have, never been given an option to do anything on my own, always restrained, always ring gagged, treated purely as an anonymous plaything without feelings worth caring for, exactly the thing that turned me, submissive sissy craving abuse and humiliation, on. Now it was different. I was no longer faceless or nameless, though she hasn't called me by my name even once, may be because she stopped thinking about me as a male... And she cared about what I felt. She knew that I loved and craved this abuse - because I unequivocally told her so last time on the phone, moaning from the widening dildo I was being slowly impaled on by my own weight and hearing her moans in the headset, as she played with herself while I bared my shame and passion to her. And, I was not restrained, not totally, anyway. My hands, feet and mouth were free, but my poor little dick, being locked in that small, pink chastity cade for the fifth day of the most intense sexual stimulation of my life without any relief, was now in the constant and uncomfortable state of arousal, making me moan and uncontrollably hump the air in horny frustration. - No? Really? Well, let's learn this valuable skill, you'll need it! With my shaking from the horny excitement, gloved hands, I placed the rubber in my lips and, blushing from embarrassment, bobbed on the head of the rubber cock in front of me. Rolling the thin rubber on a long, thick cock using just my lips was tricky, but She wanted this, and I would do ANYTHING to satisfy her, so, after a few tries and with kind, but humiliating encouragement from her, I got the hang of it and rolled it neatly to about half of the shaft. Looking up at her I saw her smile: - All the way, sissy, all the way! And look at me while doing that! I pushed on. I've never deep-throated myself; all my users always just impaled me on their cocks and strap-ons with no need for rubbers. This time I myself had to push the rubber head through the point of resistance into my throat, working with my lips to keep rolling the rubber on the veined shaft, pushing the thick cock down my own gagging throat, looking up at my wife's smiling face with my tearing eyes, until my hose reached the leather of the strap-on's harness and I felt the rubber reach it's end, looking up at her with the horny mix of pride and humiliation, feeling like a total slut, waiting for her permission to take this huge cock out of my gagging throat. - Good girl! Now, suck on it and SLOWLY take it out! I did so, slowly dragging the bumpy shaft and head out of my throat, still looking at her with tearing eyes, seeing on her face the pure enjoyment of having such total control over me, until the head of the cock plopped out of my lips with audible "pop", making her laugh and pet me on the wet cheek: - Very sexy, sissy, can't wait to watch you work on a real thing! Now open wide, I don't want you to make too much noise so our neighbors would call cops! Plus, I want to return the favor! She held my white large ball gag to my lips and I obediently opened my mouth knowing well that our neighbor's houses were too far for them to hear anything. She pushed the large white rubber ball past my teeth and buckled the strap tightly behind my head, so familiarly uncomfortably filling my mouth, stretching my jaws, pushing my tongue down, taking away my ability to make any coherent sound, only incoherent slut noise. After gagging me, she pulled me up by my leash and pushed me on the bed. Laying on my back, I was looking through horny haze as she got another condom from the bed stand and, getting down between my bent knees and smiling mischievously, placed it on over tiny pink cock cage's head: - I've read that sissies can cum just from being fucked, like real girls! Don't want to make a mess! Than, suddenly, with a loud hiss, I felt the plug in my ass deflate, as she released the valve, and I moaned in pleasure feeling the torturous cavity inside me getting smaller, moaning as she gently pulled it's bulk out: - Wow, it's huge, even deflated! How many pumps do you usually take? Twenty? Let's see! One, two, three... nineteen, twenty! WOW! You had this inside you? You are such a whore! I'll need a bigger strap-on to fuck you, you slut! She held in her hands huge, glistening, inflated plug, and I myself was amazed at its size, remembering how huge it felt inside me, constantly torturing me with its bulk. I AM such a whore... And I LOVE being such a whore! She took the pug to the bathroom and came back, standing over me between my whorishly parted knees with her strap-on hanging menacingly over my tiny pink cage containing my throbbing privates, hungrily looking at the pathetic, pink sissy, laying splayed in front of her. - Wow, so sexy... You are just a horny little sissy whore, who wants to be fucked, aren't you? Say it, sissy! Beg for me to fuck you! I moaned the horny, gagged, garbled words into the large ball gag, making her laugh. She continued teasing and degrading me, bending forward, grabbing my ankles and placing them on each of her shoulders, lifting my butt in the perfect position for penetration. - Is my sissy ready for being fucked by her mistress? I moaned in anticipation, swooning at her words, drinking in the beautiful sight of her gorgeous naked body with my slender legs, clad in whine shiny stockings with locked hot pink fuck-me pumps on her shoulders, when the head of her strap-on touched my "pussy", as it was frequently called by my abusers, making me gasp and her smile get bigger. She was looking into my eyes with horny intensity, as she slowly pushed the bulbous head in, and I cried into the gag as it popped in, making her gasp as well. As a submissive sissy, I was penetrated many times. Every penetration was a powerful experience, the discomfort, humiliation, and initial pain, turning into pleasure as the pounding progressed, but this time it was different. This time I was penetrated by a person I loved. This time I was penetrated by a person who loved me. The physical sensations were multiplied tenfold my the emotions of love, happiness, humiliation at the hands of a loving partner and all the experiences that let to this, and I just lost it. I moaned and cried, biting into my gag, tears rolling out of my eyes, my helplessly trashing hands running over my body, grasping the bed sheets, my eyes rolling back in torturous pleasure, as she kept pushing in deeper and deeper, and I was feeling every bump of the rubber cock slowly traveling through my insights, until I felt her hips touch my naked buttocks, fully impaling me on her huge rubber cock. She paused. I opened my eyes and saw the expression of unbridled lust on her flushed face. - Honey, I am going to fuck you senseless, just like you did me! We locked eyes as she pulled her cock half way out and... She fucked me. Slowly at first, intensely observing my reaction as I riled and moaned with every push and pull, increasing the tempo and depth of penetration, faster, deeper, and I moaned and cried, slipping back into glorious sub space, where I had no control over my body, reactions and emotions, pure orgasm of a submissive mind, the happiest state of extasissy. She fucked me with abandon, screaming obscenities at me, calling me Her slut, Her little girl, Her sissy, Her sexy bitch, Her whore, calling me HERS! To say that I was happy is to say nothing. I never knew such blissful state could exist. Here I was, dressed and locked in my sissiest clothes on her request, penetrated by her, and, opening my eyes, I saw the smile on her face that could light up a whole world! She looked deliriously happy fucking me, just as I was mind- blowingly ecstatic being fucked by her, pushing my ass to meet her push on every stroke, squealing into my gag, completely in her control and completely out of my own. My body no longer belonged to me, it was reacting to what was done to it purely on it's own, and my mind, overwhelmed by the sensations, was no longer in control of my faculties... I was her mindless horny fucktoy, deliriously happy, waves of pain and pleasure shooting through my body like electricity during the torture sessions, beyond the edge, falling off the cliff, falling, falling... And them she raised it up a notch. Getting on the bed, pulling my knees on her shoulders and leaning forward, lifting my well-fucked ass off the bed, she changed the angle of attack and started hitting my prostate directly with every stroke, screaming: - Cum for me, sissy! Cum for me like girls do, just from fucking! Cum for me, you little sexy whore! Cum in your little cage, cum, you slut, fill that rubber so I can dump it on your face! My world exploded. My mind was shattered, gone. I screamed into the gag, and, as her words ripped through my mind, the intense physical sensations from her penetration became unbearable, crashed through the remaining shreds of my mind, and the most powerful orgasm smashed me into oblivion, not the normal ejaculating orgasm that regular men feel with their dick, but an unbelievable culmination of overloaded and over- stimulated senses finally crashing in the whole body-and-mind explosion of thought, senses, pain, pleasure, humiliation and joy, throwing me over the edge and I fell into the dark abyss, my trashing body and mind finally going limp. The last thing I felt was my cum flowing in a continuous stream out of my screaming from the pressure, imprisoned, compressed, tortured, little, what I used to call penis. Something splashed in my face and I snapped back into consciousness, opening my eyes and closing them right away as warm, thick liquid covered my face, eyes, nose, lips, and so familiar, unmistakable smell of cum filled my senses. Instinctively, I wanted to raise my arms to my face, but could not - I felt them now being handcuffed behind my back. For a moment, I struggled to remember where I was, what was happening, or even who I was, then the memories of what happened flooded my mind and I forced myself to open my cum-filled eyes, seeing, through the slimy film in my eyes, a dripping condom held over my face and her brightly smiling, happy face. - Money shot! I thought it would be a nice touch, since you like the humiliation so much. I know it turns you on... You came so much! SO, how was it, honey? I rolled my cum-filled eyes and moaned into my gag, drinking in the humiliation of my wife dumping seemingly unending contents of a condom I filled while being fucked by her in the ass with a strap-on, my whole body shuddering as my insatiable clit sprang back to life, once again filing it's tight space and pushing uncomfortably against the cage. I arched my back and fell deep penetration inside my ass, like I was still fully impaled by her strap-on, sudden movement deep inside me making me gasp and moan even louder. - That good, eh? - My wife chuckled - I am glad! You better get used to this, because this is SO MUCH FUN, and I don't thing I'll ever give this up! Fucking you is such a power trip! Thank you for giving me this, I've never felt anything like it! So much power, so much control, so much fun... I am hooked! And, since you enjoyed it so much, I left a little, well, quiet big actually, present in you! I moved my hips and felt the large cock sliding inside of me. Looking through the haze in my eyes at her naked body laying next to me, I noticed that she no longer wearing the strap-on, and feeling around my ass with my cuffed hands, I realized that she re-buckled the strap-on's harness on me, inverted, with the large shaft fully buried in my ass, firmly held in place by the tightly-buckled straps. I swooned and moaned in awe of the ingenious cruelty of the idea, thoroughly impressed by my wife's kinky ingenuity, and the thought that I am mow under control of such wonderfully perverted mind, so in tune with mine, made me very happy. And collecting and then dumping my milked with her strap-on load on my face as a final act of humiliation... That was an act of a seasoned dom, the last thing I would expect from my seemingly vanilla wife! We laid on the bed together, her, beautiful, sexy, naked, not counting sheer stay-up stockings, satisfied, and me, dressed head-to-toe in pink, white, tight, frilly, shiny, locked sissy attire; her, laying on her side, propping her head with her arm, tracing the lines of my corset with another and rubbing my stockings-clad legs with hers sexy feet, and me, on my side, tightly gagged, hands, cuffed behind my back, ass impaled on a large, long dildo, strapped tightly around my crotch and waist with my clit, locked in the small hot pink chastity cage, poking out between two strap-on straps under the tiny frilly white petticoat, face dripping with my own cum, unable to even wipe it out of my eyes. A girl and her doll. Her fuckdoll. Her sissy fuckdoll. I was looking at her with my adoring, clouded with my own cum eyes, drinking in her smiling, sensual lips, her gentle curves, her shining eyes looking at me with unapologetic, momentarily satisfied lust... Her teasing fingers and toes drove me wild, and soon I was as horny as I was before, moaning and riling on the bed in her teasing embraces, until she finally sat up and playfully pushed me off the bed with her nyloned feet, making me stand next to it on my heels, moaning from the bulk of the dildo in my ass shifting my insights as I moved, with my hands still cuffed behind me, as her stalking-clad foot was toying with my twitching chastity cage, hanging uselessly between the tightly-buckled straps, making me gasp and moan as my frustrated penis was pushing futilely against the tiny hard shell. - I do have some new rules for you, honey! Her words filtered through the fog of horniness and I looked up from watching her beautiful toes pushing on my pink chastity cage to her ravishing naked form, lazily splayed on the bed. - First - from now on, you will always be in chastity! I just love the way it makes you so submissive and horny, and I don't think I can give it up... And when you are not, you are not allowed to cum! I just LOVE having so much control over you, and I love having you always being horny and ready to please me! I moaned and pushed my cage against her foot. Permanent chastity! At the hands of my beautiful wife! I was both scared and excited by the thought, and could not dream of a better fate! - Second - when you are at home, you will ALWAYS be dressed up as a sissy! That includes high heels! In fact, I want them to be locked on your feet, just like your chastity cage! And when you are out, you will ALWAYS wear the sissy things under your clothes! I'll be picking your outfits; we will have so much fun dressing you up! I swooned and almost lost my footing, teetering in my stilettos. To be always dressed up as a pretty, pervy sissy, with no choice, in and out, OMG!!! - Third - I want you to always be plugged between the uses, especially outside - I will pick your plugs! In fact, I want it to be locked on you as well! I moaned, my butt gripping the strap-on as she pushed her foot between my shaking legs and pushed it deeper in with her big toe. She had total control over me, and she knew that! - Fourth - I do need to get fucked by a real man once in a while, and so are you, so, you will see your best friend naked much more often from now on! I felt like I should have objected to this, but instead it made me even hornier. I did not have a choice in the matter of being cuckolded by my wife and best friend, and, in my present mindless, horny state, I think I'd agree to anything! And that's the state I'll be kept in all the time from now on! This was so overwhelming, so scary, so out of my control... - And the fifth rule, the most important one - no more lies, for both of us! I want to know ALL your wishes and fantasies, and you will definitely do all of mine! My eyes filled with tears, blurring the image of sexual perfection in front of me. As she got up and hugged me, petting me and kissing me on the cum-covered gag, I started to bawl uncontrollably - the feeling were just so overwhelming, that I have completely lost control over my emotions. She grabbed my wet, cum-and-tears-covered face with her hands, lifted it to hers and looked me deep in the eyes: - Do I need to ask if you agree? Sobbing, I shook my head "no". How could I even think of refusing something that I dreamt of for so long and almost gave up on? I wanted to answer her, tell her that I am hers, body and soul, to do whatever she wants with me to make her happy, anything and everything, but there was no need nor an option for me to speak, so, with tears running down my face, I pressed my gagged lips to hers in a submissive kiss of a complete acceptance of my new life. - Great! - She chirped, spinning me around and unlocking the handcuffs. - Now, your friend wants to talk to you as well, so, go stop by his place and square things out with him! After all, we'll be seeing a lot of each other from now on! C'mon, off you go! Shocked, bewildered and even hornier, I turned around and looked wide- eyed into her smiling face. She spun me back towards the bedroom door and slapped me a hard on my exposed butt cheek: - Move, sissy, and don't you dare wiping or taking anything off! Or out! With her happy laughter ringing in my spinning head, I slowly minced back to the garage in my hot pink stilettos, feeling the large intruder inside me shift and move with every step, both horrified and excited about being sent out dressed as I was, even though it was already dark outside, still processing everything that has transpired. I am now a sissy slave to my wife and the best friend, I've lost control over my sex life, locked in chastity and made to serve as a sex toy, cuckolded by the people I love and trust the most, and... I could not be happier! As I gingerly lowered myself on the driver's seat, moaning and crying into my gag as the weight of my body pushed the huge strap-on even deeper in me, one realization made my heart skip a beat. My friend lives in a large apartment building. On the fifth floor. From the author: I hope you enjoyed the story. Write a review; let me know what you think! Or talk to me directly at [email protected] (yahoo chat: strangefun2) Stay strange!