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This is a work of fiction for your enjoyment and all the characters are
fictional. Please practice safe sex, respect others limits and know
that bondage and discipline can be dangerous if done to extremes. None
of the scenes in this literature are meant to be reproduced in real
life. Be respectful to all women and to local ordinances and laws.
Forever Her Sissy - Chapter 1
It was It was quite an opportunity to be on this special team dedicated
to a multi-year market research study focused on automotive designs and
features to target female drivers. The team itself was a very small
one since this was an exploratory probe. There was a team lead, Penny,
who had been head of marketing and quality engineering prior to this
assignment. She was a twenty-year veteran of the industry and was
rumored to be very smart, practical, and results driven. She was also
known to demand a lot from herself and those that reported to her.
Directly under her was Anu, a young but very successful woman in her
late twenties who was a marketing and design genius. The third member
of this four-person team was Amanda. She was an accountant and also
excelled at data analytics. Me, I am Brian, an up and coming engineer
with a background including mechanical engineering, design for
ergonomics, and data analytics. We were a very talented four-person
team, and to be honest I was a little excited about getting to work
with three very attractive ladies. If the truth was known (which it
was by my wife who was very tolerant of my idiosyncrasies) I have a
very submissive personality, especially when it comes to women. My
wife humors me by having me carry her purse for her and allowing me to
kiss her shoes and refer to her as ma'am on occasions. I enjoy doing
the housework for her and she allows me to iron her clothes every
morning so that she can look nice for work. She also indulges my
submission fantasies by locking me into a chastity device for short
lengths of time, usually we start when she begins her monthly cycle
since she doesn't want anything to do with my little dinky at that time
anyway. The only time I am ever able to bring her to orgasm is orally
anyway, which I love to do for her because she enjoys it and it makes
me feel good to provide her with so much pleasure but I would be lying
if I said it didn't make me feel bad that I couldn't make her feel that
good with my little fellow.
Since our team's assignment was "secret" we were going to be located in
a small leased office across town near the airport. This would be
convenient since travel would be required for the project.
To kick things off Penny set up a dinner meeting for her team and their
significant others. My wife, Karen and I showed up at the small,
upscale caf? right on time and were greeted by Penny, Anu and Amanda.
Of course I had no idea that Penny was divorced and Anu and Amanda were
single and not dating anyone. The evening went well, I was surprised
at how well my wife and coworkers got along. After dinner and a couple
glasses of wine they were chatting like old friends. To be honest I
was feeling like the third wheel but what did I expect, women are
usually going to find common ground that I, as a man could never
understand.
It was decided that we would make a quick stop on the way back to our
cars at a coffee shop that was on the way so we all began gathering our
things to leave the caf?. As usual I stood and helped slide my wife's
chair back when she got up. Anu looked at that action and said, "What,
don't you think that a woman is capable of getting up on her own?" I
started to say something but Karen replied for me. "Oh yes, I am fine
getting up on my own but I really enjoy having Brian serve me by doing
nice things for me, watch this," she said while standing and turning
towards me. "Honey, would you like to carry my purse for me while we
walk to the coffee shop?" she asked. I looked down because I knew what
my answer had to be but I didn't want to be embarrassed in front of my
new co-workers. "Yes ma'am," I said softly while reaching for her
black Michael Kors hobo bag. I picked it up by the handles and held it
as inconspicuously at my side as I could. Karen giggled and said
loudly, "Now honey, that isn't how you hold my purse, put it up on your
shoulder where it is supposed to be, don't you think my bag is pretty?
You bought it for me after all." I could feel my cheeks burning and
knew they must be bright red. I immediately shifted her bag to my
shoulder and looked down, totally embarrassed. "I asked you a question
honey, don't you think my bag is pretty?" Karen pressed the issue.
"Yes, ma'am, it is very pretty," I croaked, my mouth was dry as cotton.
Karen turned to my three co-workers who were either smiling or more
accurately smirking at my situation. "You see ladies, Brian is such a
sweet husband. He buys me pretty pocket books and carries them for me
almost all the time. Why sometimes he just sits and holds my bag for
me when we are around the house because he likes them so much. He does
most of the housework like dishes, laundry, dusting and vacuuming. Why
he even gets up every morning and irons my clothes for the day, all
while holding my pretty purse. Isn't that so sweet?"
I could have crawled under a rock and died. Penny, Anu, and Amanda
just looked at me then at Karen, it was a very awkward few seconds,
then Amanda started to laugh and Penny gave me a brief hug and said,
"Well Brian, that is very sweet of you. It should be such a pleasure
having you on our team. I don't suspect that we will have to worry
about putting up with a bunch of male superiority mumbo jumbo now will
we?" While saying this she picked up her maroon leather coach purse
and handed it to me. "Would you like to be my purse-boy too?" she
asked. Karen smiled at me and said, "Answer her sweetie, she is your
boss and I don't think you should start out your new job by
disappointing your boss.... or your co-workers!" Karen emphasized the
last part of her statement; I knew what she wanted me to do. I was so
confused, our games had always been kept fairly much to ourselves and
she had always been a little reluctant with me being the one always
pushing for her to be a little bossier with me. She knew that I got
very excited when she embarrassed me or made me do feminine things like
holding her bag or buying pads or makeup for her but this was so
unexpected. She had never been forceful or creative like this. She
had never played around with my mind like this. Was I reading what she
wanted me to do correctly or was I just misunderstanding her? I was so
confused. When I looked back at Karen she was standing there with her
arms crossed with an impatient look on her face. Oh shit, she wasn't
joking.
"Ms. Penny, yes ma'am I would like to hold your bag for you," I said
softly. Looking at the other ladies I said, "Ms. Anu, Ms. Amanda, may
I also carry your handbags please." My wife cleared her throat. "I
don't think that Penny asked you to just carry her bag, she
specifically asked you to be her purse-boy but under the circumstances
I would prefer that she refer to you as her purse-sissy." I looked
back at the ladies, who where all standing together looking at me. "I
am sorry Ms. Penny ma'am. May I please be your purse-sissy, may I
please be a purse-sissy for all of you ladies?"
"That was much better," said my wife while giving me a big hug. "See
how much fun that was" she whispered in my ear, "Did you enjoy that,
did your little thingie get all excited." She was right, I was stiff as
a board down there, now I became self conscious of my erection which
was clearly visible as a tent in my kaki pants. Penny handed me her
purse and said, "Try to cover that little tent up sissy, you're going
to start leaking if you don't calm down." I turned bright red again
and held her burgundy bag in front of me. I quickly picked up the
other purses and followed the women out of the caf? onto the sidewalk.
The rest of the night went fairly well, I walked behind them on the
sidewalk, following with two handbags over my left shoulder, the strap
from a light purple cross body on my right and a large silver clutch
under my right arm. When we arrived at the coffee shop Penny offered
to buy for everyone. I stood beside her holding her wallet while
everyone ordered their coffee's, lattes and cappuccinos. After Karen,
Anu, and Amanda had placed their orders Penny looked at me and asked
very kindly, "purse-sissy, wouldn't you like something?"
"Yes ma'am, thank you Ms. Penny." I turned to the young man behind the
counter and ordered a coffee with room for cream and sugar. Penny
ordered an espresso and then waited for me to hand her pink channel
wallet to her. She paid with a credit card and handed the wallet back
for me to put back in her bag. Then all four of them sat in
comfortable, overstuffed chairs around a low table. Karen looked at me
and said, "Honey, if you don't mind would you wait at the counter for
our drinks and bring them to us so we can sit and talk." I smiled and
said, "Yes ma'am," before turning back to the end of the counter. For
the rest of the night I sat in a wooden, straight back chair to the
side of my wife and stayed fairly quiet. Occasionally I would have to
get up to hand one of the women something from their purse but that was
about it. It was after eleven by the time we had all finished and the
girls had chatted enough. They all exchanged numbers with my wife and
after walking them to their cars they each gave Karen a hug and told
her how fun the night had been. I handed each one their bag as we got
to their cars and all three ladies told me "good night purse-sissy, see
you on Monday."
The short walk to our car was quiet; Karen's heels clicked loudly
against the concrete of the parking deck and echoed against the walls
of the empty garage. When we sat down (me still holding her purse, it
was sitting in my lap now) I looked sternly at her and said in a very
serious tone, "Just what in the hell was that all about tonight, I have
to work with these women and you humiliated me in front of them!"
Karen whipped around in her seat and pointed her finger at me. "Listen
here bitch! You are always begging me to have some fun with you and
tonight for the first time I did, and I enjoyed it, and let me tell you
something else little miss, if I want to humiliate you then I will! I
am tired of putting up with your moody ass, always begging and
bothering me to play your little submissive, semi-feminization games.
You can make a choice right here and now, either man-up, put that purse
down and get out of this car and walk away, I can have a lawyer draw up
consensual separation papers by the end of next week, or you can sit
there, hold my bag like a sweet little purse-sissy and beg forgiveness
for your rude outburst and while you are at it you can beg to be
further punished for your actions!"
Her words hit me with almost physical force, but more than that they
bore deep down into my psyche. She was right, I was always pestering
her and now that it had really happened I was afraid. I hadn't
realized it but there were tears running down my face. I was so
confused, frightened, would she really leave me. I didn't deserve a
wife as pretty and smart as her, I knew that she could do better than
me. I just sat there stunned, looking down, trying to make a decision;
it was impossible, like my brain was completely locked up.
"Shhhhhh," she whispered in a much softer, kinder voice. "Don't cry,
you look so scared. Are you having a hard time deciding? It's a very
big decision to make isn't it honey? You see, I had to make a decision
tonight too, after your last little tantrum over me not paying your
submissive side enough attention I began to think about how you told me
I was being selfish and unfair. Well I also thought about how you were
so much better in bed as a submissive, with your tongue and mouth
serving me, and how you always 'come up short' when trying to please me
like a man. I thought about how I enjoy you keeping the house nice,
and how pretty I feel in freshly ironed clothes that you fuss over
every morning. I even thought about how I have come to truly enjoy
having you carry my purse for me, the other day I was going out to
lunch with some girlfriends from work and I thought to myself, wow, it
is nice not to have to lug this heavy bag around all the time. So I
made a decision and that is that I like you as a husband but I love you
as my sissy."
I still couldn't find words to say, all I could do is just sit there
and try to stop crying. Looking at her she was so beautiful, she had a
soft confident smile on her face and she was looking directly at me
while she spoke. "I even found myself enjoying tonight quite a bit,
bossing you around in front of other people, watching you blush when
you practically begged your new boss to let you be her purse-sissy. I
think that I almost came watching you stand at the coffee shop counter
with all of our bags, waiting on our coffee. It made me want to do
more, to own you more completely, to humiliate you more. Like it or
not, this isn't a game anymore and you're not playing the submissive
husband, you are either going to be the submissive husband for real or
we are going to have to do something apart, we cant continue the way we
are currently. What is your answer boy? I need to hear it from your
lips."
It was hard looking at her, I was so afraid. How did she get in my
head like this? Sitting next to her fiddling with the shoulder straps
of her purse I heard someone talking. The voice sounded a bit far
away, detached then with a little bit of a start I realized it was me,
my voice, quiet and broken by short sobs as I spoke while trying to
stop crying and control my confused emotions. "I am sorry Karen,
really I shouldn't have spoke to you that way. You are right, you are
right about everything you said. You are so much better than me and I
am so lucky, please don't leave me or make me go away from you,
please."
"Now sweetie that was a very nice apology and you are still holding my
purse so it's my guess that you want to stay on as my sissy but you
seem to be forgetting something very important. I can forgive you for
your outburst but there have to be consequences. This is how things
are going to be for now on, you must learn that bad behavior means
punishment for little sissies."
I must have looked a little confused because she sat there looking
disappointed but then it came to me. "I am sorry for my behavior Mrs.
Karen, I would like to be your sissy for ever. I know that saying I am
sorry doesn't mean very much. Would you please find it in your heart
to find some suitable punishments to help me learn to be a better
husband and to remind me that I must obey you at all times and not talk
back, please ma'am, please"
Her face broke into a wide smile and she gave me a huge hug and a long
kiss on the lips, a very romantic kiss at that. I felt so wonderful,
like a ten-ton weight had been lifted off of my chest. Now tears were
really flowing down my face but these were happy tears. Karen wasn't
going to leave me and I didn't have to pretend anymore, I was going to
be her submissive husband and that made me happy, well confused and
happy. I didn't know what it meant but it felt like everything was
right for the first time in a long time. Karen pulled her lips away
from mine and in a husky whisper said, "There is no telling where this
is going to lead us and you can be sure that there will be some hiccups
along the way but I am going to have a very good time turning you into
what I want you to be and what you need to be."
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