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Connected
by strangefun
WARNING: This story contains graphic depiction of depraved sexual acts,
sisification, sexual abuse, humiliation and torture. Read at your own
discretion!
- Boys, come out here, we have a surprise for you!
We both moaned into each other mouths - we've just found a more-or-less
comfortable position to spend our humiliating wait for our wives while
they were out having fun. Moaning and crying from the tugging and
pulling on our sensitive parts caused by every movement we made, we
laborly got on our feet, and making tiny steps on our insanely high
heels, started slowly moving towards the bedroom door that lead into the
brightly lit living room of our rented vacation house.
As we shuffled, our eyes met, and, as before, we both blushed fiercely
and tried to look away, but since our pierced tongues were joined
together by a single stud with washers on both ends to make sure it
stays on, our heavily made-up by our wives faces were basically smashed
up together in a humiliating, permanent French-kissing position.
My reluctant partner took a misstep in his 6-inch pink stilettos and we
both yelped into each other mouths from a painful tug on our pierced
nipples, joined together to each other in the same matter as our
tongues. I hugged him firmer with my cuffed behind his back hands to
steady him, as he gripped my waist, both of us driving the large anal
hooks our cuffs were connected to deeper into our abused asses,
eliciting more horny moaning into each other's mouths.
As we shuffled past a full-length mirror, we both turned our heads as
much as our connected tongues would allow us and marveled at the site we
saw: two sissies covered in shiny, frilly, white and pink lingerie,
permanently hugging and French kissing each other, unsteadily moving on
abnormally high heels, so humiliating, kinky and pathetic... My little
dick stirred uncomfortably between our legs, and I felt my sissy
partner's cockette twitch as well, making us moan in discomfort as our
cruelly bound together, pointing down genitals tugged on each other with
every move.
- C'mon, hurry up, we haven't got all day!
My wife's impatient tone made us snap out of the sissy trance we both
went into seeing our reflections in the mirror. Moaning, we picked up
our pace as much as we could and reaching the door, turned, so my sissy
partner could turn the doorknob with his bound hands, mercilessly
tugging on the anal hook in my ass as he reached for it, finally turning
the knob and pushing the bedroom door open.
Blinded by the bright living room light, we clumsily minced inside in
silence and stopped, awaiting instructions.
For the moment it was quiet, then the laughter started. Man's laugher.
- See, just as we told you - I heard my wife's voice - two sissy
husbands enjoying their time together!
- Yeah, they are having so much fun together, that they don't have any
time for us! - My co-joined sissy's partner chimed in - So, we need you
two studs to pick up the slack! We need to get fucked hard, and these
two sissies are only interested in kissing and sucking each other's
cocks!
We both blushed with a hot wave of humiliation at this slanderous
comment: we both worshipped our wives and eagerly served their every
whim as their sissy husbands, including being constantly cross-dressed
and humiliated by them, which suited our own kinky sissy desires as
well, but this... They have never exposed us, not to mention like this,
to anyone outside of our respective relationship, but on this trip, not
only they made us have sex with each other using strap-ons while our own
little dicks were locked inside our tiny chastity cages, but then tied
us up together in such ingeniously humiliating, uncomfortable and yes,
very sexy way, left up like that for several hours while they were out
drinking and picking up men to have sex with, apparently telling them
all about their sissy husbands!
We just stood there, stupefied, humiliated, scared, embarrassed, in the
middle of the living room, two pathetic, silly sissies, wobbling on our
tired, high-heeled feet, as two burly guys walked around us, hardly
believing what they saw:
- Wow, look at this, their tongues are connected together!
- And their nipples! And, oh my god, look at their... well, "cocks" is
not a really fitting term is it?
- Clits! - My wife offered an alternative, followed by a roaring
laughter.
- Clits indeed! How do they fuck each other?
- With strap-ons, like good girls only could!
- Wow, I would love to see two girls tied up like that, but this is...
Pathetic! No wander you need us to do their job!
I felt my sissy buddy's lips and tongue quiver as he started to sob in
humiliation and felt my own eyes fill up with tears, being so brutally
emasculated.
- Look, the little sissies are crying! How cute! - My wife chirped - But
fuck them, they have what they want, time for us to have what we want!
The two studs did not need any more encouragement. They started to make
out with our wives, ripping off what little clothes they had on them
right in front of us, standing on our shaking feet, sobbing, watching
helplessly, as four naked bodies wrapped themselves around each other,
our wives' sensual moans sending our poor bound to each other "clits" in
to a horny agony as they twitched against each other, cruelly bound
together by our loving wives, tugging on each other's anal hooks,
pulling on each other's nipples, and swirling our connected tongues in
each other's mouths, so torturously, frustratingly horny, being denied
for so long and now assaulted by such over-stimulating situation...
Going insane with humiliation, discomfort and horniness, I watched with
the corner of my eye my wife being roughly groped by a burly redneck,
her arched back and her moans and screams as he manhandled her ample
breast, slapped her ass, squeezed her throat, casually using and abusing
the body that I worship... Our wives purposely behaved like cheap whores
with the moaning, foul language, lewd position... They made a show for
us deep-throating two stud's magnificent cocks, and I was filled with
conflicting emotions, hating what they were doing and loving their
animalistic joy, despising the two bulls about to fuck our goddesses and
wanting them to give it all to our cruel mistresses, feeling ashamed to
the point of tears of our own position, standing perched on shaking 6-
inch heels, our aching clits tied together along the whole length with
only the little pink heads and four blue balls showing, horny to the
point of blacking out, which would be a disaster in our situation...
When they started to fuck our goddesses right in front of us, we lost
it. As our wives screamed, impaled on their huge cocks, I felt like my
mind is going to explode, and from frantic moaning and trashing coming
from my poor sissy partner, he was loosing it too. We were tugging on
each other anal hooks, pulling on our connected nipples, crying and
moaning in discomfort, embarrassment, humiliation and unbearable
horniness. Our connected tongues were twitching inside our drooling
mouths as I felt my companion's quivering lips on mine. We were now
drooling uncontrollably on our connected chests, shuffling our high-
heeled feet trying to keep our composure, giving up on keeping our
sanity...
I guess we were making too much horny noise, because the sound of
shameless pounding subsided, and, coming down a bit, we saw four pairs
of eyes looking at us. My wife's lover turned to her:
- Listen, these two sissies with their horny moans are really throwing
me off, can I take them outside?
- Do whatever you like to them, just do it quickly; I want this
magnificent cock back fucking my pussy!
Getting off my wife, pulling his giant cock out of her now distended and
raw pussy that I spend so many hours worshipping, my wife's naked lover
dragged us out on the front porch. Taking a length of thin rope, he
threw it over the rafter and, looping the other end under our connected
tongues, tied the ends together, cruelly pulling our tongues and faces
towards the porch's ceiling. As we moaned in horny discomfort, he
slapped our naked asses hard until we both were crying, every blow
reverberating through our abused, bound bodies.
- Don't worry, sluts, we'll take good care of your wives! Have fun out
here!
Laughing, he slammed the door, and we were left standing outside in our
permanent hug-and kiss position, unable to hide our shame, our hearts
skipping a beat with the light and sound of every car, passing just
yards from where we stood, listening to the moans, grunts and orgasmic
screams of our wives and their lovers, fucking their brains out, with
us, their pathetic sissy husbands, tied together in such kinky and
humiliating way, wearing the bright, shiny lingerie in the full view of
anyone who would bother to look at the dark porch of the remote house
just off the main road.
And them they turned on the porch light.
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]
Stay strange!
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