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When I’ve read this one my jaw dropped, so I thought, this must absolutely be on our blog! Let me know if you liked it, in the comments below. Here it goes:
Pretty nervous to start writing this post, which is a real story happened to me one year ago. But, since my Mistress ordered me to do so, I’m literally screwed, and while I feel an enormous amount of embarrassment writing this, I’m also dripping while my hard compressed nub presses in my Vice chastity cage.
So here it goes. I’m going to tell you the story of when my wife forced me to suck a dick… our handyman’s dirty, stinky dick, in front of her, with no preventive discussion, alert, or preparation. One year later, I’m still shocked, and I’m still dripping.
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Being Humiliated And Sissified By My Wife
If you’ve read “My Mistress, my Goddess” article, you know by now that I came out to my wife several years ago with my interested about being forced into chastity by her. To my surprise, she wasn’t just open to the idea. She enforced a powerful and real femdom dynamic that has never stopped since.
She immediately started training me and treating me less and less as the man I thought I was, and more and more as the sissy she knew I could be. She loves to humiliate me, and she laughs at me all the time when my cock betrays me and reacts against my will; I used to try and react, I used to try and re-establish my manhood, because I was scared she would lose my respect. But, every time I tried to fight back the sissification, my cock would get hard and be strangled in the chastity cage and drip precum nonstop. And the more I dripped, the more she giggled, the more I got excited, submissive, and deeper under her control.
The Day My Wife Forced Me To Suck Off The Handyman
My heart is racing as I start writing this, I can’t believe I’m being exposed this way… oh God, here it goes. Thank You, Mistress.
Gary
Gary had been our handyman for over 5 years. Of course, he knew nothing about my life as a submissive in my femdom relationship, as we never shared anything about that. Sometimes I’ve invited him to stay for a beer with me on the porch, and in time he became one of those contractors with whom you’re not a friend, but a friendly acquaintance, beyond the business relationship.
Gary is a 50-something, big man, built like an ox. 6.5 feet tall, for sure well over 250 pounds, a big brute that would be intimidating to anyone, but also the kind of man who always has a joke and a friendly attitude.
I’ve never thought of him sexually before, but I have to admit that since she got my dick in chastity and started making me more and more submissive… I did start looking at him differently. I wouldn’t say I’ve ever thought of “doing” anything, but I did start noticing how physically superior and intimidating he was.
The burly forearms, the strong big hands, the bull-neck and his thick 3 days growth. He was for sure a testosterone powerhouse, while I was…well… a guy who couldn’t even fuck his wife any more , unless it’sonly pleasuring her with the strap-on.
The day that Gary came. Literally.
It was a hot summer day and our AC unit was broken; so we had to call Gary to come and check it out immediately. We live in Florida, and if you know how the weather is here, you can imagine what it’s like without AC… Unbearable. Gary arrived after 3 hours, his t-shirt completely soaked in sweat. “Sorry guys, this is the fourth house this morning. So it’s the AC again? Damn..”.
He started working on it right away. He was standing on a ladder, so the top half of his body was in the attic, working on the the AC control unit. His belly was laying on the top of the ladder. This is an important detail, as my Mistress told me, in the kitchen: “Why don’t you go and offer a fresh beer to Gary?”.
“Yeah sure, later I’ll get him a fresh one” I said.
“Let’s go, now, sissy”. She said. My heart started racing, it was so hot that we were doing our thing while Gary was in the house, completely unaware. SO hot.
The Moment She Took Control Of Us Both
I walked up to Gary, seeing only his huge frame half inside our attic; my Mistress was there next to me. It kinda felt weird to offer a beer while he was still working on it, but she gave me that look… and so I cleared my throat and asked.
“Hey Gary, why don’t you take a break and have a cold one?” I asked, stuttering a bit. “Ah, thanks, I’m kind of halfway trough solving this. Also, I try to avoid drinking before lunch time.” We all giggled, knowing it wasn’t true.
That’s when to my complete surprise, She took control of the situation. “Is there anything else that my husband can do for you? He is so desperate to please and satisfy a big man like you, Gary”.
Cold shower. My heart stopped, I felt like I was shot in the chest. I started panicking, holding that beer like an idiot, with my face right in front of Gary’s crotch, which stinked like balls, sweat, and piss from 3 feet away.
Also Gary stopped moving all together for a few seconds. “Huh?” he said. Some tools clanged, he made one step down the steps, bent his big body a bit so that his head could peek trough the opening of the attic. “What did you say now?”.
“Oh, Gary, come on now,” She said, walking behind him, as she started rubbing his back and wrapping her arms around his belly. “Don’t tell me you couldn’t tell my husband is a submissive sissy. He might look like a man, but he’s just a little girl on the inside”. My face turned even more red, if possible , and I felt like my head was about to explode. I was terrified, so ashamed, and I felt angry, but at the same time powerless.
Gary said, “oh guys, I don’t know, I mean…” As he was trying to come down the steps, she grabbed his crotch gently, and started massaging his cock. Which quickly got visibly hard. She started unzipping him, and whispered to his hear while kissing his big sweaty neck, “you know, his mouth is going to be like velvet, and when he’s done working you up, I’d really really love for you to fuck me in front of my husband, Gary. I’ve seen how you’ve been looking at me all these years. I know you want to slam that big cock in my tight pussy. Isn’t it true?
“Oh…I…God I..fuck” Gary started letting go and I was just about to explode with so many emotions in me. My wife? Being fucked by another man? And of all men, this one? After I have sucked his dick? What??.
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I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was still standing with this fucking beer in my hand, while my wife was making out with this gorilla of a man, kissing each other while she was standing behind him, and taking his cock and balls out of the now unzipped jeans. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how we’d ever be the same after this. What was she doing??
I started to speak to protest “Honey, I think…” she immediately stopped kissing and torched me shouting “Shut up! Shut up and ask Gary kindly if you are allowed to please him. And Gary will be a good boy too and comply, right Gary? You want to fuck this tight pussy don’t you?” She said while taking Gary’s big hairy paw and putting it between her legs, under her skirt.
Gary slowly turned to me, with a satisfied smirk, half closed eyes, in total bliss, “yeah… yeah why not. Go ahead, whatever. I’m taking this, after” he said while my wife moaned biting her lips… he was fingering her, behind his back!
I stopped looking up at them, and I could only look at that thick, hairy throbbing hard cock pointing straight at my face. “Suck it, sissy” my wife said.
I thought, at this point, fuck it. I can turn this into a big mess, or I can just obey… here it goes nothing.
Sucking A Man’s Cock For The First Time
It was an incredible experience! A 100% mix of total disgust with my rational mind, and total bliss and lust with my submissive emotional core. This man’s cock was also uncut, I didn’t even know what I was doing. It had a strong smell, and I just opened as wide as I could, and buried it as deep in my mouth as possible, making space for his superior girth with my jaws stretched opened.
Gary moaned. I was very careful not making him feel any of my teeth. Having a cock is an advantage I guess, as I remembered exactly what felt good about a blowjob, and what can ruin a blowjob altogether. I massaged the bottom of his veiny hard cock with my tongue, while I pressed the head of the dick against the top of my throat. By now his foreskin came all the way back, revealing a stronger taste on the head of the penis. I gagged, and was trying to pull back, but the brute quickly grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me back down. I dropped the beer on the floor, gagging and gasping for air.
She was laughing, and masturbating herself. “There you go! Isn’t my sissy husband a good girl Gary? Does he suck well?”.
“Oh … he can suck cock allright. Feels like he’s been doing this for a while now” said Gary, with his head tilted back in ecstasy. Meanwhile, I could see that my wife was massaging his big balls with here tiny hands, as he was burying all that meat in my poor throat. By then, I didn’t want to protest any longer, I didn’t want to fight. I just wanted to let go.
The Chastity Cage I was wearing
I designed the only inescapable chastity cage in the world, which is also fully customizable, so that it would fit nearly any man perfectly. In time, we made a plus version, a mini, micro and even a clitty version for real sissies. I was wearing this while all this happened, and I still am wearing it now for my long term lockups as a sissy husband.
And Now I’ll Fuck Her. I Don’t Do F*gs.
Gary started rythimicly fucking my mouth, holding my head with that big hand. I was scared to even try to stop anything, as he was like an animal in heat by now.
My Mistress walked away for a moment, and I was in total panic. What was going on now?? She came back to lay on the couch, wearing nothing. “Gary!” She said. Gary turned his head to her, seeing her laying on the couch, legs spread open, touching herself. “Why don’t you come here and give me the same pleasure he is giving you, now? Haven’t I been nice? How long since someone sucked that big cock with such dedication?”.
Gary took my head with both hands, pressing my face completely against his pubes, with his cock all the way down my throat. I coudn’t breathe. I started banging on his legs to make him understand, but he knew. I could barely look at his eyes, his face overshadowed by his hairy gut. Squeezing my head against his manhood, and staring at me in the eyes, he said “And now I’ll fuck her. I don’t do fags”.
He pushed me off, I gasped for air hitting the ground with my ass. Sitting there, I witnessed the rest. That huge man went on his knees in front of my Goddess, and to see that mountain of man worship her, was so hot I started cumming in my chastity device, uncontrollably. I could see his boots, the pulled down jeans, his big ass and balls in the air as he was on all fours munching on her pussy. , And Her on top n being worshipped and pleased as She always should be. I kept shooting ropes of cum inside of the cage, after weeks of denial.
The fucking
She at some point told Gary, “take me” with such a sweet voice. Strangely enough, with my balls empty, I was even more submissive. I didn’t want to stop anything. I wanted her to be happy and pleased, as usual. The big man climbed on my couch. The same couch where I’ve been watching tv with my wife for so many nights, and proceeded to fuck her, just like that, missionary on the couch.
They never turned their heads to look at me. Nobody asked me anything. I was sitting there, watching this happen, as he groaned and started slapping his balls against her butt cheeks harder, and faster.
She was touching her breasts and massaging her nipples, while Gary kept banging her; I started to admire him. This man was clearly a way better fuck that I’d ever been, and I found myself hoping that he would come back regularly to drink my beer, hang in my house, and please my wife and take pleasure from me as I could.
Turned Into A Cum Hungry Cuckold
Gary pulled out, and had the courtesy not to cum in my wife. He made 2 steps back, turned to the side, and shot a big load all over the floor. She was laying there on the couch, finally looking at me, smiling, relaxed and pleased. Before any post-climax awkwardness could start, she broke the silence saying “are you going to make yourself useful, sissy boy? Clean his cum from the floor, move it sissy!”
I started to get up to go get a sponge and some floor cleaner. She started laughing as Gary was pulling up his pants, looking the scene with a smile and curiosity. “You are so stupid, Jesus I can’t believe it!” she said. “With your tongue, sissy! Go eat this real man’s cum!” I looked at Gary. Gary looked at me, lifting one eyebrow, still smiling with a half opened mouth.
And there I was, crawling on all fours at the booted feet of this giant man, licking his spunk from the floor. It was a lot, and it was cold by now. It tasted strong, and disgusting to me. He scoffed, and walked me by, leaving me there on the floor. I felt I lost this man’s respect, for life. He would never look at me the same way. He and Her left the room, talking to each other, while I stood there, on all fours, in my living room. A cuckold with a beard dripping this bull’s cum, in my living room.
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