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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 2 (By Purse Sissy) The drive home was uneventful and quiet, when we arrived I carried her bag in as usual and Karen went straight to the bathroom leaving a trail of clothes, shoes, and panty hose in her wake on the way to the bathtub. I heard the water turn on as I was gathering her things to take to the laundry room. Still holding her bag I began straightening up the kitchen. I had way too much nervous energy to settle down and rest. I heard her calling my name from the master bath so I ran quickly to her. "Oh honey, did you pick up my clothes that I left on the floor?" she asked, while testing the temperature of the water with her toe. "Yes ma'am, I took them to the laundry room." "Such a sweet sissy, be a dear and run to the hamper and bring me the panties that I wore tonight if you don't mind." I quickly went back to the laundry room and dug into the basket and retrieved her panties. They were a pink color with a pretty floral appliqu? design of lace at the front and a little bow at the waistband. They felt so silky and smooth in my hands, feeling a little guilty I took a quick sniff and gave the little cotton crotch panel a quick kiss before running back to the bathroom. She was slipping into the sudsy water as I entered the bathroom giving me just a quick peek of her temple surrounded by carefully manicured hair. Karen's body never failed to take my breath away, I was sorry that she had put bubble bath in the tub, the thick layer of suds was obscuring her beauty. Her voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Take off your clothes honey" she said, sliding deeper into the warm soapy water, "I want you to put on those panties. I think that a sissy should wear panties, not boxers. Don't you agree?" "Yes ma'am" I stammered and began to remove my kakis pants and shirt. Sliding her panties up my legs was insanely sensual; they were so silky and smooth. I had to lift the waistband over my very erect dick, though in truth it wasn't that big, even when hard and it actually fit in her panties fairly well, just a little tent in the front poking out the lacy fabric right below the bow on the waist band. I stood before her, wearing her worn panties and still holding her purse over my shoulder. After her threat tonight there was no way I was going to put it down without her permission. "Kneel," she said, "and hand me my phone.." I knelt on the towel by the side of the tub and pulled her phone from her purse, carefully handing it to her, not wanting it to fall in the water. She lifted bar of soap from underneath the water and began to wash her arms but quickly stopped and sighed. "I am so tired, I just want to relax, and the water feels so good." I started to answer her but she put her finger to her lip and in a reprimanding way shushed me. "Open your mouth sissy," she said. When I did she placed the pink Oil of Olay beauty bar in my mouth. "Just hold that right there for me, don't move, don't make a sound. Right now you are nothing more than a panty wearing, purse carrying soap dish." The soap tasted awful but I didn't dare move a muscle or make a sound. Was this my punishment for tonight? I didn't know but it was wonderful to watch her relax in the water and flip through the screens of her phone. She turned towards me, lifted her phone and snapped a picture of me. I must have looked ridiculous. Then she began typing and she giggled as the whooshing electronic sound of a text being sent went off. My stomach dropped. Shortly after that there were a series of 'dings' indicating incoming text messages, more typing, more whooshing sounds and quite a bit of giggling from my beautiful wife. After about ten minutes of texting she locked her phone screen and handed it back to me to return to her purse. For the next twenty minutes I was simply a soap dish. She would pull the bar from my mouth, lather up her washcloth and then put the bar back. Finishing her bath she stood up, suds still clinging to her perfectly curved body. Ashamed of myself for staring at he beauty I quickly averted my eyes downward to her feet. Rubbing her body with a fluffy white towel she turned and pointed to a pink razor on the side of the tub. "Shave everything that is below your eyebrows, do you understand?" I nodded since I could not speak. I hesitantly removed her panties and set her bag by her side of the bed, then returned to the bath and began to shave. I did not remove the soap from my mouth, which I think was the right thing to do since Karen had not given me permission to do so. Not being accustomed to shaving my legs and being very, very careful with my balls and penis it took a long time to finish the task. The water had begun to get chilly which made my already little wennie seem just tiny. When I was done I dried off and put the panties back on. The soap was really getting frothy in my mouth and I had to swallow the lather now to keep it from dribbling out and making a mess. I was hoping that as soon as Karen saw I still had it in she would tell me I could take it out and that I was silly for leaving it in while I was in the tub but that was not to be the case. She looked up from the paper she was reading, the Wall Street Journal and with a devious smile told me to come to her. When I did she lifted her purse and took out her large matching Michael Kors wallet and a large silky pink hair tie. She handed me her purse to hold and then reached down and pulled the waist of my panties down, exposing my little dick and balls. Lifting my balls Karen began wrapping them tightly in her hair tie. When she pulled the panties back up my balls had been carefully positioned so they were tightly held in the front of the panties and my little dick had been tucked out of the way. "Well, I guess we need to get this punishment started don't we?" she said while tapping her large, heavy wallet in her palm. With the soap in my mouth all I could do is whimper and keep drinking lathery saliva. "Now, this is going to hurt, which it should because it is punishment. I don't want you to move, just concentrate on sucking on your soap and think about how much this hurts so you will remember it." With that she took her wallet and slammed it into my bound balls, the pain was immediate. Normally I would have fallen to the ground but I remembered her warning and concentrated on the soap in my mouth. Nine more times she slammed her wallet into my balls, every time hurt more than the last. After the tenth one she told me I could go take the soap out of my mouth and come back to her. I walked back into the bedroom a bit bow legged but did not complain, I was afraid to talk to I just stood before her. "Kneel," she said, "you may kiss my wallet and thank me for your punishment now." Quickly I knelt and pressed my lips tenderly against her black wallet, the instrument that delivered so much pain to my swollen testicles. "Thank you so much Mrs. Karen for taking the time to punish me and help me learn. Thank you for smacking my little balls with your pretty wallet, thank you so much." "Very good sissy, now its time for bed." I lay there for a long time and couldn't go to sleep. Laying very still my mind just kept replaying the events of the day over and over, so much had happened and so many things had changed in just a few hours. My balls ached horribly and I was a nervous wreck wondering if she had sent my picture to anyone and if so who (but I knew better than to ask). Finally I must have drifted off to sleep. I usually wake up quite a bit before Karen, well I always wake up earlier than her on weekdays so I can go over her clothes for the day with a lint roller, iron them, give them a quick spritz with her favorite fresh scent and make sure that her shoes and purse are clean. I must have been exhausted because my wife kissing me while rubbing my still tender balls awakened me from my sleep. "Good morning sissy," she said pulling her lips a little away from my mouth. Her kiss had been very forceful and her tongue had found its way deep into my mouth. "Just lay still," she commanded as she pulled down my panties, once again I saw the dreaded pink hair tie in her hand. With one hand she quickly wrapped my poor balls tightly in the soft pink hair band and positioned them so they were front and center of the panties. Looking down at them they were bulging up under the pretty lace fabric. "Let's get this morning started on the right foot shall we sissy, I want to make sure that you are in the right frame of mind for our day" she said with a huge smile. She lifted up her heavy black wallet to my lips, "Give it a kiss and ask me to hurt you." I reverently pressed my lips against the front flap of her wallet, kissing the gold emblem on the front. "Mrs. Karen, I was very ugly last night and I want to thank you for punishing me by spanking my balls. Would you please spank them again this morning to help me understand my place, please hurt my balls with your pretty wallet. Please don't have mercy on me. My balls aren't much use for anything other than being a good place for you to hurt me." She began rubbing the wallet firmly against my bound balls. "You know honey, the real reason that I am doing this is simply because I had such a good time punishing you last night. This may come as a surprise to you but my pussy was soaking wet by the time I was done. This morning you are going to endure ten more wallet slaps on your balls from me, and then I am going to relax and watch you slam the wallet into your crotch ten more times for me, and I want you to really hit them hard. I want to see you cry. When you are done with that I am going to lock your chastity cage on and then you are going to spend some quality time between my legs." "Yes ma'am," I whispered. "You know what?" she said. "I like it when you use Mrs. Karen and yes ma'am. For now on you may only address me as Mrs. Karen and you will use ma'am. In fact all women, no all females no matter their age or position in life will always be referred to as Miss or Mrs. and answered with yes ma'am or no ma'am. Do you understand me purse-sissy? Now spread your legs a little so I can really smack those worthless little balls, let's see if we can get the to swell and change colors!" "Yes ma'am Mrs. Karen," I said while opening my legs for her. "Ah ha!" she exclaimed reaching for her purse which was on the floor next to our bed. She dug around for a bit and came out with an Always Overnight maxi pad; the sight of the feminine maxi pad in its purple plastic wrapper transfixed me. "Open wide sissy," she said and then stuffed the purple maxi pad deep into my mouth. "That should keep the noise down to a minimum, after all I want to hear the sound of that wallet slamming into your bound balls, not you crying and moaning." With a wicked smile she lifted her wallet high and brought it slamming down against my crotch. Whether my balls were already sore from the previous night or she was swinging it much harder this really hurt. Over and over she smacked my tightly tied testicles, the whole time she was telling me how sweet a sissy I was and how this made her so happy. After what seemed like an eternity she leaned over and kissed my cheek. "You did so well sissy, you're not even crying hard but we are going to change that." She handed me the wallet and looked directly into my eyes and in a very serious tone said, "Now it*s your turn, I want you to pound your balls brutally, I want you to hurt them bad, I want to see you cry. I will tell you when to stop, until I do that you better impress me with how much you want to please me." I took the wallet into my shaking hands and watched as she fluffed up her pillows and comfortably reclined against the headboard of our bed. I noticed that her hand had slipped under the sheets and I could see a little bit of motion where she was slowly rubbing herself. Biting down against my maxi pad gag I raised the wallet and brought it down as hard as I could against my bound mound of swollen testicles. The pain shot through me but without thinking I raised her wallet and struck myself again and again. I don't know how many times I did this because in the pain I lost count. I couldn't see her anymore through the welling of tears that ponded in my eyes but I kept raising and striking my balls for her, hoping that she was getting as much enjoyment from this as possible. All I could think of was pleasing her. Finally I felt her hand press down on the wallet, keeping it against my groin. "Nicely done sissy, look at your cheeks all covered in tears. Next time we do this I think that I will put eye makeup on you so I can watch the mascara run, don't you think that would be a nice touch to add to your wife's enjoyment?" I couldn't answer, my teeth were still clenching the maxi pad she had put in my mouth. With a smile she leaned over and kissed me on the forehead, then pulling the pad from my mouth she kissed me hard on the lips, her tongue thrusting forcefully into my mouth. She owned me and I was beginning to understand this. With her other hand she continued to rub her wallet hard against the front of my panties, accentuating the pain in my poor testicles. She lifted away from me and lifted something off of her nightstand. I could feel her pulling down the panties but my balls were in so much pain I could not feel her removing the hair tie. After fiddling around with my privates for a bit she pulled the panties back up and gave me a quick peck on the lips. I reached down and was surprised to feel that she had fitted a chastity cage on but it didn't feel like my little silicone rubber one we always used. I pulled down the waistband of the pink panties only to be greeted by the sight of a very sturdy looking steel cage with an internal lock. Karen giggled and said, "Surprise honey! I got you a new cage! This one is very secure and is designed for very long term use; the manufacture says it can be worn permanently. It has some nice features, since it is medical grade stainless it is very strong, the lock is a set of tumblers that is inserted internally to hold it together so it doesn't click and clack like a padlock and cant be cut off, it is also lock pick proof so only this key can remove its, and a urethra tube that comes with it. It can be inserted into your urethra and locked into place, basically taking away your ability to control your pee. I can see you looking at this beautiful key. I am going to wear it on an anklet most of the time, a dainty thin gold chain that could easily break. I am sure that I can count on you to keep an eye on my ankle to make sure that it doesn't get lost. I gave the other key to the nurse at my OBGYN doctor's office. Oh that reminds me, you will start having regular checkups there as well to ensure that everything is ok down there, well everything but your little balls because those are always going to be broken." With that she rolled over onto her back and slid her panties off exposing her beautiful mound, so pretty and neatly framed by a little tuft of fur. Without needing to be coaxed I excitedly slid my face between her open legs. "Go slowly, take your time sissy, I want to enjoy this for a while" she moaned as I positioned myself below her. "Yes ma'am Mrs. Karen" was my muffled response. I began by softly kissing her monds, the little bit of very neatly manicured hair tickling at my nose. She was already drenching wet from rubbing herself while I punished my balls with her wallet. Gently moving around her labia, kissing her soft lips and running my tongue in short, soft streaks around the inside of her lips, just touching her vagina she began to squirm a little. I slowed my pace because she seemed so close to orgasm already. Was her taking control of me and hurting my balls this much of a turn on I thought to myself. She began to softly murmur to me, "sissy you do such a nice job down there with your mouth, Mmmmm you know I am going to get orgasms any time that I want them but you my little sissy are locked up and don't have a key now do you? What do you think of that sissy? I think it is wonderful...ohhhh ugggg, mmmmmaaaahh, just thinking of it is making me drip. I own your little cocklete and I have no intentions of letting I out any time soon." I knew better than to answer her, it was my duty to concentrate on her pleasure. She was on the verge, poised to tumble off a cliff of pleasure, carefully I maneuvered, keeping her as close to the edge as possible for quite a long time, then I felt her hands on my head, pulling me in closer. I knew this meant she was ready for her release. Now my efforts began to include her clitoris, circling it with my tongue, gently licking the skin directly above it, and in-between there were gentle sucks on her little magic knob. Now I was in a steady rhythm, not fast, not slow, just where I knew she liked in, circling and licking. Her hips began a slow pumping and her hands were dragging my face deeper into her, I had to time my breathing with the thrusting of her hips just to get air, then it happened. I felt her begin to shudder and a long low moan began to well up from her, then little girly sounding yips as she thrust harder her whole body shaking. There was a flood of fluid from her pussy, I was careful to catch and drink all of her nectar. She began slowly stroking my hair with her nails, now it was easier to get air but I wasn't sure she wanted me to stop. I began circling her labia lips again gently as her hip thrusts slowed down then with a sudden ferocity that took me by surprise she drug my face back into her and began humping her groin into me again, forcefully thrusting, she was fucking my face, riding me owning me. This time her orgasm was huge, with what seemed like a pint glass full of fluid gushing out. I worked hard to capture it, which was hard because she was shaking so violently, and pulling my head into her so hard. I gave up on trying to take a breath and just concentrated on my job. As this orgasm, the most powerful one I had ever seen her have, began to crest and wane she slowly started to breath more normally, her panting was becoming less pronounced. "Oh my sissy, that was just wonderful, now go make me some breakfast and start working on your chores" she said while rolling over. "Don't forget to hold my purse and go ahead and stick that maxi-pad back in your mouth to remove the temptation of you talking and disturbing me." After breakfast and chores I got in the shower and cleaned up, her juices had dried on my smooth face and even got into my shoulder length brown hair. I had to wash it twice to get it clean. In particular I washed around my new chastity cage. It was very secure and there was no way it would be coming off without the key, this wasn't the plastic toy we had used before. By poor balls were swollen and they were actually bruised a deep blue, it hurt to touch them so I soaped very gently and rinsed. While I was showering Karen stepped into the shower room and set some clothes down on the top of the commode lid. "Just brought you some clean undies for today honey, we need to go out and I can't have my sissy husband going around with smelly panties on" she said in a cheerful tone. "The maxi pad goes in the front, you are probably going to leak pre-cum while wearing the cage long term and I don't want your panties getting messy, understand?" I turned off the water in the shower. "Yes ma'am Mrs. Karen, thank you ma'am" I said, reaching for the towel. I dried off and stepped out to find a pair of light pink panties and a maxi pad laid out for me. I slid them on, the feeling even more intense that before as they glided up my smooth, hairless legs. Looking down at my freshly shaven legs and panties the effect was a bit startling. I was a small guy, maybe a hundred and forty pounds but I kept myself fit, well at least well toned. The effect of my thin legs without hair and a pair of panties was very feminine. If I didn't know that I was a guy it would almost seem that the lower half of my body may have belonged to a woman. It was also a little weird wearing the maxi-pad, Mrs. Karen had picked one of the big overnight ones, like she had gagged me with, and I could feel it rubbing against my crotch and inner thighs, just another reminder that I wasn't in control. I stepped out of the shower room into the bathroom and saw my beautiful wife at her makeup table fussing over her face. Without stopping her work she glanced at me and smiled. "Those look very nice on you sissy, we are going to do some running around today, I laid some clothes out for you on the bed." Looking over to the bed the first thing I saw was a white t-shirt, one of the thin comfortable ones, I pulled it over my head and it fit but a little snug. It was what was next to the shirt that made me do a double take, a kaki pair of shorts that I didn't recognize as mine, lifting them up and looking at the tag it read 'Dillards', these where a pair of Karen's shorts! I picked them up and very timidly walked back into the bathroom. I didn't want to disturb or make Mrs. Karen mad because I was afraid of the hair tie and wallet but I knew that there had to be a mistake, these were women's shorts and the shirt was too tight, almost form fitting. I approached her and just stood there, in a snug white t-shirt, pink panties, holding a pair of her shorts. I didn't know what to say, and I definitely didn't want to disturb her so I just stood there about four or five feet away watching her finish her eye makeup and then apply her lipstick. When she noticed me standing there she turned towards me, still holding the open tube of brownish red lipstick in her right hand. "Yes honey, what is it?" "Ahhhmmm, well, I mean, are you sure these are the clothes you laid out for me Mrs. Karen ma'am?" I stammered. The whole time the only thought in my mind was please don't make her mad, please don't punish me. "Of course those are the clothes I set out for you, a little purse- sissy cant be in control of important things such as what she wears when out in public with her wife can she." Was it my imagination or did my wife just refer to me as a female using the pronoun 'she', I was so confused. I didn't say anything about it, mostly because I feared another ball beating. "No ma'am, they just seemed a bit odd, I don't think that they are my clothes." "Well, I am tired of going out with you wearing old raggy-baggy clothes, you look like a homeless person sometimes. If you are going to be my husband and my sissy carrying my purse around then you are going to start dressing with a little more style. Besides, I like your tight little butt and those shorts will show it off a bit more, I can walk behind you and watch it wiggle a little," she said with a giggle. "Oh, I set a new pair of sandals out for you too, your old ones smell bad." I looked over by the bed and saw a pair of white sandals that definitely didn't look masculine. They were very feminine with poofy tassels and slender straps and buckles. "Honey, is there a problem with what I chose for you to wear today, do you have a problem with me taking control of your wardrobe? Penny told me last night that she expected you to dress better than you usually did for the office, I like her quite a bit but she seems like she could be a very demanding woman to work for." She just sat there looking at me, holding the lipstick. "Honey, are you deaf, I asked you if you had a problem with the clothes I picked for you?" Her voice had gone from sweet and happy to very serious. "No ma'am, no problem, I was just checking." "Well I think that you were showing some disobedience and I didn't like the way you barged in here while I was working on my makeup!" Oh shit I thought to myself, this is going sideways fast, what surprised me even more than my mental reaction was my physical response, my knees actually began to shake and I started to cry a little, why was I crying? I knew why I cried when she was punishing my balls but this didn't make sense, but here I was, standing in front of my wife trembling and crying because she was talking sternly to me. "Come here," she demanded. Without hesitation I stepped forward and knelt down in front of her. "Please ma'am, I didn't mean to be disrespectful, this is all so very different for me. Please, I am trying to learn but I keep making mistakes. I really love the clothes you picked out for me, thank you so much." It all came out in a gush, some of it was because I feared for my balls but some of it was because I felt that I had disappointed her in some way. That was odd, I had never been truly this concerned about making her unhappy in any way or coming up short of her expectations. "I understand that this is going to be difficult for you honey but you have got to relax and trust me more. Yes, there have been some changes but we have just begun, there is a lot more to come before I will be completely satisfied. You must understand that even with such a sweet little apology and you down on your knees that I am going to have to punish you so you will learn.." "Yes ma'am, would you like me to go get your hair tie and wallet?" "Oh, that is so sweet but no, well at least not right now, later on tonight if you ask very sweetly I will play with your little balls. I think that I need to come up with a more fitting punishment for your issue with the clothes." She smiled so kindly while brushing the back of her fingers against my cheek. "Honey, you must learn that the only person you should worry about pleasing is me. Don't concern yourself with what others may think when they see you and for goodness sakes don't concern yourself with what you might think because that doesn't matter one little bit. You must learn that your humiliation is for my enjoyment and that is much more important than your pride. Now go get dressed." I quickly hopped up and slid on the kaki shorts, they fit quite snugly in the butt. There was also a narrow white braided belt that she had laid out. The sandals finished off the outfit. Looking down I realized how evident it was that my legs were shaved and that I was wearing women's clothes. To be honest, it was more androgynous than women's clothes but there was definitely something very effeminate about the whole thing. As I was standing in front of the full length mirror on the back of the closet door I heard Karen come up behind me. "Mmmmm, yummy" she said, "turn around for me." I slowly turned so she could see my front and side. "Oh no, that wont do," she said, "I was afraid of that." With that she began looking through her panty drawer and came out with what looked like another pair of panties and handed them to me. "Honey, your little clittie cage is making a bump in the front of the pretty shorts I picked for you and that just will not do, these are a pair of firm control panties, they have a tight panel in the front that will mush that little bulge into oblivion." I took them from her, removed the shorts and pulled them up my legs. These were very tight and I had to pull them up over my already pantied chastity cage. She was right, the new undergarment smooshed my little thingy down flat and when I pulled up the tight kaki shorts my front was perfectly smooth. "That is much better, we will buy you many more girdles, corsets and such to keep you flat, I don't ever want to see that bulge again, do you understand me sissy?" "Yes ma'am, I understand," I replied without truly understanding what I was committing too. Mrs. Karen seemed very happy with the shorts now that the front was smooth and showed no signs of a 'naughty bump' as she referred to it. I was looking at the strange visage of me in my new clothes in the mirror when my wife came up from behind and wrapped her harms around me. "Mmmmm, you are such a sweet husband," she purred while giving me a firm hug and turning me around to face her. She began to gently kiss my lips and nibble at my ear lobes. "You know I love you very much," she whispered into my ear, her warm breath accentuating the words. Her hands were kneading my butt cheeks, which were very tightly held by her kaki shorts. All of this attention felt good, I returned her kiss and gave her butt a squeeze in return. "You see sissy, if you are a good little girl then mommy will reward you, it's not just punishments all of the time. Today I want you to be happy, cheerful and bright. Just accept what happens as what will be and should be." She followed up with a very sensual kiss, her tongue darting into my mouth, finding mine. I was so excited; her kisses, her hands, the smell of her lipstick, makeup and perfume were all so much. My little man down there was trying to get hard but in the tiny cage and crushed down by the panty girdle all he could do was strain painfully against the cage and leak. Now I know why Mrs. Karen insisted I wear a maxi pad, I could feel pre-cum leaking out, it would have caused a very embarrassing stain in my shorts if it weren't for the pad. I got a little nervous, was this going to happen all the time? But remembering my wife's words I calmed myself and focused on relaxing and trying to enjoy her attention. "Now go get my purse, make sure that there are at least four of the big purple overnight maxi-pads in there and let me finish getting dressed. You can sit in the car and wait for me with my bag in your lap" she said, spinning me quickly around and giving me a hard slap on the butt to hustle me on my way. I was sitting in the passenger seat of her car waiting for quite a while but I knew better than to rush her, Karen liked taking her time when getting ready. When I did see her it almost took my breath away. She was wearing a very short peach colored sundress, the fabric was so light that it bounced and flounced around with every step she took. It looked marvelous against her light olive complexion. She had on a pair of cute, flat sandals with thin straps across her toes, which were painted a darker beige color. There was a gold toe ring on the second toe of her right foot and around her right ankle was a fine gold chain with a small key dangling on it. My heart stopped when I saw how delicate the anklet chain was and all I could think was "please don't break." She slid into the driver seat and gave me another wonderful kiss and I handed her keys to her from her purse. While she was driving I would occasionally lick my lips, both to taste her lipstick she had left on me which was very erotic for me and to try and remove it from my lips without her noticing.