Card SharkPosted on : 2012-01-27 16:01:53.853131
I returned to my hotel room from a poker tournament and realized I'd forgotten my key, so I knocked. After a few moments the door swung open and my pretty, young asian wife was waiting for me behind it.
"Hi honey," she said, giving me a very strange look, "How did you do in your poker tournament?"
"I did ok. Third place. I made a little money," I said, showing her a white envelope filled with cash.
I walked into the bathroom and set the envelope down on the counter as I washed my hands, and out of the corner of my eye I saw her standing in the doorway. I did a double take as I suddenly realized how provocatively she was dressed. Thigh-high stockings covered her shapely legs. She wore a tiny little skirt so short it would make a stripper blush; it barely concealed her naval, and a tight fitted undersized t-shirt that showed off her perky tits nicely.
I looked at her suspiciously, "What are you doing dressed like THAT?"
"Like what?" she said coyly.
"You look like a...like a..."
"Like a slut?" She smiled devilishly, finishing my sentence. "I'm surprised you even noticed."
I began to respond but then was distracted by a strange sound coming from the room... a woman moaning. I peeked my head out of the bathroom to see a porno playing on the TV. Some enormously hung guy was banging a hot little number.
"Since when do YOU watch porn!" I exclaimed, amazed.
She glanced over at the TV and absently uttered, "GOD he has a huge cock. Lucky girl."
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked defensively.
She glanced down at my crotch area and shook her head, "Oh...nothing."
I watched as she turned and walked over to the TV, catching a glimpse of her perfect ass under the tiny skirt as she bent over slightly to shut it off, still in disbelief that she would wear something like that.
"So you didn't answer me, what's up with the skimpy little outfit? You didn't go anywhere like that, did you?" I asked, concerned, as I laid down on the bed.
A slight smirk came over her face and her guilt became obvious, "So what if I did? What if your good little wife went all over town looking like a naughty little girl, how does that make you feel?" She asked pointedly, as she climbed up onto the bed and stood over me.
"Honey, I don't know what kind of a game you're playing but it isn't funny!" I whined, my heart racing, burning with jealousy.
"Well, you leave me all alone for days at a time in these boring hotels while you go off and play your stupid card game. What am I supposed to do for excitement? I just wanted a little adventure," She said plainly, with her I've-been-a-bad-girl expression sending chills down my spine.
"B...but...but honey!" I began to speak but was quickly hushed by her stocking-clad foot pressing against my lips.
"Shhhh," She silenced me, rubbing her foot against my lips, "Don't get all worked up. Don't you think I look sexy?"
"Well yeah but..." Again I was quieted as she pressed her foot harder against my mouth, pushing her stocking covered toes inside.
"Mmmmm, don't talk, just suck my toes sweetie," she purred, "I'll do the talking, you just nod or shake your head, understand?"
My pulse beating so hard I thought my heart might jump out of my chest, I nodded submissively, captivated by her beauty and dumfounded by her impromptu burst of seductiveness.
"Don't you think I look sexy I this outfit?" She asked, looking down at me as she playfully lifted the hem of her skirt to display her tiny thong underneath.
I nodded affirmative as I gently began to rub her soles as I slurped on her stocking-clad toes.
"So then you don't have a problem with me wearing it do you?"
No, I shook my head.
"Doesn't it make you want to do dirty things to me?"
I quickly nodded yes.
"I know. It seems to have that effect on a lot of men," She said pointedly.
"What!?" I gasped.
"Quiet," She growled, "Don't forget the other one," She switched feet, removing her toes from my mouth and planting her weight on that foot, and offering up the other one for me to pleasure. "You're a good little toe sucker. I don't why I don't have you do this more often. Don't you just love kissing my pretty little feet?"
I nodded helplessly, worried by her previous statement.
"That's good. Because all the other guys I met this week weren't really into that, so at least you're good for something."
"What guys!" I muttered, barely audible with her foot lodged in my mouth.
"I was feeling really naughty this week, sweetie. It's a shame you were too busy playing your poker tournament to pay me any attention. It's ok though, I'm not mad. I found other men to pay attention to me," She stung me with her words.
I laid there in stunned silence, trying to fathom what she had just said to me, looking sad and confused.
"Awwwww, you look like a lost puppy!" She giggled, removing her toes from my mouth and caressing my face with her silky stocking foot. "There, there, it's ok sweetie. Now you can concentrate on your poker games and not worry about satisfying me. I've got it covered."
"Please tell me your kidding," I pleaded, "You wouldn't do that!"
She lowered herself down to her knees. Straddling my face, she began to grind her thong covered pussy against my nose and lips. "Oh honey, you would be surprised by the things I'd do. I even surprised myself at the things I did!"
"This isn't funny any more," I wailed, my voice muffled from under her skirt.
"I know. I should have made them wear condoms, but I was SOOOOO horny and their cocks were SOOOO big I just couldn't help myself!" She gushed. "I had almost forgot how good it felt to taste a hot load in my mouth or feel it deep...DEEP inside my pussy. But I'm not worried because I know if I get pregnant you'll do the right thing and take care of it, won't you?"
"Have you lost your fucking mind!?" I yelled.
She scooted back resting her ass on my chest, her knees pinning my arms to the bed, and gave me a long hard look. Then, out of nowhere slapped me hard across the face. "Have YOU lost YOUR mind?"
"Bu...Hon...I..." My words were lost as I winced in pain from the sting of her hand. I struggled to bring a hand up to my face but couldn't pull it from under her legs as she put her weight on me.
"Oh, I'm sorry did that hurt?" She rubbed my face gently where she'd struck me and then without warning, smacked me again. "Don't you think I have needs?"
"Of course," I said delicately, trying not to piss her off.
"Don't you think I have desires?" She said as she slapped me again.
"Yes honey, yes!"
"Don't you think your woman is more important then a stupid game!" She slapped me yet again.
"Yes!" I cried, wishing she would stop.
"Don't you think your woman needs to be FUCKED!" Her hand stung my face again.
"Honey! Yes! I understand!"
"Then why didn't you handle your business!" Her slaps seemed to be getting harder each time.
"I'm sorry! Please stop hitting me!" I pleaded.
"What's the matter you little bitch, does your little wife hit too hard for you? You're such a pussy." She rubbed my stinging face again, slightly relieving the pain. "And you're sorry? Well ain't that the truth!" She snipped, then promptly spit in my face.
"Shut up!" She commanded as she spit on me again. "Your stupid little cock is worthless to me. You're not even a man!" She said coldly as she spit in my face a third time.
"Honey! Please don't say that. I love you!" I whimpered.
"Then why haven't you fucked me in months? Are you gay?"
"That's it, isn't it," She smiled sadistically. "You're a little sissy boy, aren't you? I always thought you were more of a woman then a man. Do you know you have never once satisfied me with that stupid, useless, little thing you call a cock?"
"I'm not gay!" I protested. "And what do you mean I never satisfied you? I thought we had great sex!"
She laughed, "Great for you, maybe. That is, if you even LIKE girls."
"I do like girls! I'm not fucking gay!" I adamantly exclaimed.
"I'm not sure I believe you," She said, raising her butt off of my chest and kneeling above me, her legs still pinning my arms. She methodically hoisted her skirt up to her waist, then slid the front of her thong to the side, revealing her freshly shaved cunt.
"Look at this," She said, slowly running her manicured nail up and down her shaved crease. "Isn't she pretty?"
"Beautiful, honey," I said, mesmerized, rock hard, and wanting her.
"This used to be all yours...you could have had it anytime you wanted," She said softly, now rubbing circles in her clit as her hips began to rock ever so slightly. "Even though your tiny little cock never gave me pleasure, I still let you have it so you could feel like the man that you're not. And all you did was ignore it. Too bad for you."
"I'm soooo sorry, honey. I should have paid more attention to you!" I said seriously, the realization that this situation was all my fault now setting in.
"Yes, you should have. How could you not want to fuck ME?" She asked, sincerely puzzled.
"I do baby, I want you right now! I want to fuck you SO bad!"
"How bad?" She gave me another devilish grin.
"I'm dying to put it in you!" I panted, "I need you baby. I need that pretty pussy!"
"Awwwww, you sound so sincere," She said, rubbing my head sympathetically, "But it's too late now. If you had been screwing me all along I would have stayed faithful, and I would have never known how good it felt to have a REAL cock inside of me. But now that I know how a REAL man is supposed to fuck me, I don't think you'll ever be able to satisfy me again. Sorry sweetie."
"No! Honey, you can't leave me! Please!" I begged.
"Leave you?" She chuckled, "I'm not going to leave you, silly. I mean, someone has to pay for my car and my wardrobe and my jewelry and my vacations and..." She stopped, smiled, and continued, "I was wrong, you're not worthless. You're a good provider. Too bad you're too much of a sissy to please me, but it's ok. I'll be getting my pussy filled by other cock from now on, so actually your job will be a lot easier. I guess this is good for both of us!"
"No! Don't say that! I can't live like that! I can please you, I know I can!"
"I don't think so, sorry."
"Please! Let me try! I'll do better!"
"You don't have enough of a cock to do better with!" She laughed.
"You have to let me try! Please let me fuck you, baby. I need you! I can't live without it!"
"You're so cute when you beg," She said condescendingly, "I'll tell you what. Why don't you kiss my ass while I THINK about giving you another chance."
She turned around and lowered her ass onto my face and I promptly give it an affectionate smooch. "Please honey, I know I can give you what you need."
"Um...I didn't say my ass cheek. I said my ASS," She said, pulling the rear of her thong out of her crack and adjusting it to the side. "Now get in between those cheeks and be a good little ass licker. Show me that you're actually good for SOMETHING!"
"Yes dear, whatever you want," I submissively obeyed, hoping that if I pleased her enough in this task she would grant me what I really desired.
"There you go, lick my dirty hole, BITCH. There's something your good at," She said icily. "Get in there with that tongue. You know, not long before you got here, I had the BIGGEST cock you've ever seen in there, so it's a little sore but this is really helping."
"In your ass!" I cried, "How could you!"
"Shut up and lick ass, you whiny little bitch," She commanded. "I know, I know, you always wanted to try anal with me. But honestly, we never got that far because sex with you was so boring that I just wanted to get it over with! But when I started seeing other men, and they got me all hot and naked, and they showed me their big fat cocks, I just couldn't help myself, I told them they could do WHATEVER they wanted with me! And after I sucked their big dicks, and had them pounding my pussy for hours and making me cum over and over again, they always wanted to put it in my tight little ass, so of course I couldn't say no. They made me feel all slutty and used and you know what? I liked it. Now get that tongue a little deeper, there might still be some hot cum in there for you lick out."
"That's dis..." I was unable to finish my sentence as she pushed her ass back even further against my mouth and began to grind it against my lips.
"Oh, that's good, sweetie. For once I'm actually happy with what you're doing," She complimented. "Don't worry, even if you never get to have sex again I can still use you for licking my ass and feet."
"Honey!" I managed to free my face enough to get some words out, "I want to have sex with you. I want to be inside of you. Please, will you give me a chance now? Haven't I been punished enough?"
"Punished?" She raised up and flipped back around to face me, spit in my face and then slapped me. "Licking my ass and feet is a privilege, not a punishment. You should be thanking me for it...WELL?"
"Thank you," I said meekly.
She slapped me again then spit on me, "Thank you for what?"
"Thank you for letting me lick your ass and feet."
"Sweetie...honey...darling...can I PLEASE make love to you now?" I said as nicely as I could.
She smiled, "I like the way you asked me so nicely. I'll tell you what. Lets play a game. If you win, you get stick your pathetic little cock in me again and try to prove that you're a man. If I win, you can kiss this pussy goodbye and accept the fact that's it's off limits to you from now on."
"Forever?" I asked, panicked.
"For EVER." She stated firmly.
Shaking from the worse case of nervousness I'd ever felt, I asked cautiously, "What is this game?"
She got up from the bed and went to fetch something from the nightstand. "You'll be happy with this, it's a game you know very well." She came back onto the bed with a deck of cards.
I smiled, now feeling relaxed and at ease. "Poker?" I knew I had this one in the bag.
"Yep. The game you love so much that you spend all of your time playing it instead of fucking your hot, horny wife." She rubbed it in a little more.
"I was worried that you really didn't want to have sex anymore," I said, relieved. "But you must want to because you KNOW I'm going to win this. Seriously, why don't we just cut to the chase?"
My hand reached for her breast and gave it a firm squeeze as I leaned in, eyes closed, to kiss her, and my face was met with a hard slap.
"I didn't tell you could kiss me! You haven't won anything yet. If you feel like kissing me again, let me know, I'll stick my foot in your mouth and let you kiss it some more!" She scolded me.
I sighed heavily, "Alright, what's the game?"
"Strip poker, of course! We'll keep it simple, five card draw. You win, I take something off. I win, you take something off. The last one with any clothes still on, wins," She explained.
"Yeah I know how to play strip poker, deal the cards."
She dealt the hand, five cards to me, five cards to herself.
"I'll take two," I said, trading in a couple of useless cards for two new ones. I smiled as I made a full house, sevens over threes.
"I don't need any," She said.
"That good huh? What do you have?"
"All red," She replied, laying down five red cards, diamonds and hearts.
"You don't have anything!" I laughed. "If you were trying for a flush, they all have to be the same suit, not the same color! Full house! Take it off!"
"Don't get cocky," She rolled her eyes as she peeled off her shirt to reveal her bra-hugged cleavage.
"This is too easy," I chuckled as she dealt the next hand. "Give me two again."
"Just one for me," She replied, redrawing only a single card.
"What do you have," I asked nervously. My hand was weak, only one pair of eights, and hers seemed strong, having only drawn one card.
"I don't know, is this anything?" he laid down her hand. She had nothing.
"Nope!" I smiled, "Pair of eights, STRIP."
"I've got you feeling confident now, you're going down," She said defiantly as she wiggled out of her skirt.
"God honey, your body is so beautiful. I don't know what I was thinking ignoring you for so long," I said, admiring her figure as even more of her soft flesh was exposed to me.
"How nice of you to finally notice," she droned sarcastically as she dealt the cards again.
"I'm good," I said, almost in disbelief that I'd been dealt a straight right away.
"I need four," she said, replacing four of her cards and then laying them down. "I have a pair of aces, I KNOW that's good!"
"Nice, but not good enough, I have a straight," I replied.
She gave me a naughty little grin. "Oh. Good job. So...what should I lose next, my bra, or my panties?"
I felt like it was the hardest choice I'd ever had to make. I wanted it all gone and me inside of her. I almost couldn't answer. "The...the bra," I stuttered.
She carefully slid the straps down her shoulders, twisted it around and undid the clasp, letting her full perky breasts escape. She cupped them in her hands and caressed them gently, lightly squeezing her big round nipples. "Mmmmm, they're so soft," She said in a soft sexy tone. "Do you want to suck on them just for a little?"
"Oh GOD yes!" I could hardly contain my excitement. I leaned towards her slowly, my tongue already out, yearning to taste her soft flesh, my eyes began to close and then, I felt her spit splash against my face and swift and firm hand immediately followed as she slapped me again.
"It sucks to be left wanting, doesn't it?" She said, harshly.
I sat back and waited for her to deal the next hand. "I get the point honey, I messed up, ok? After I win this little game of yours, are you going to keep slapping and spitting on me?"
"If you win, I'm all yours," She said plainly, "IF."
"I'll take three cards," I said, satisfied after my three new cards left me with two high pair.
She drew two cards herself and sighed, "This is no good," She laid down her hand. Again, she had nothing.
I smiled big, "Two pair, I win again. You only have two choices now."
Now down to only her thong and her thigh-high stockings, to my delight, she opted to remove the thong. She worked it down to her ankles, slowly, seductively, almost as if to deliberately tease me, then stepped out of them and took them in her hand.
"Oh FUCK, I can't wait to feel you baby," I thirstily rambled. "You are the hottest, sexiest, most beautiful woman I have ever seen, and I am SO sorry for ever forgetting it."
"Congratulations, you're almost there. Win one more hand, and you get to try to be a man again," She said teasingly, as she stood up on the bed, swaying her hips seductively.
She took a step towards me and stood in front of me, her bare pussy inches from my face, and gripped a fist full of my hair and yanked my head back to keep me from leaning in to kiss it. With her other hand she massaged her nest gently, then spread her lips apart.
"Look, honey. Can you imagine how good it is going to feel inside of there? How warm and moist it will be? How good you will feel if you can win just ONE more hand?"
"Oh, I am GOING to win. I HAVE to. I NEED you," I whimpered.
"Now imagine how terrible you are going to feel if you DON'T win. If you NEVER get to feel my hot, tight, wet, little pussy EVER again," She teased.
"I'm going to win," I said confidently, "And I'm going to fuck you hard."
She lowered herself onto me and straddled my lap, "You sound very sure of yourself." She took her panties and brushed them against my face, then rubbed them against my nose. "Take a good long whiff of that sweet pussy, because that is the closest you are ever going to get to it again. I'm still going to beat you."
"There is no way in hell," I insisted, "Even if you get a couple lucky hands, you can't play on my level."
"Oh?" She smiled big and wide. "Well then, you're so sure of yourself, lets sweeten the pot!"
"How about if you win, I'll let you do ANYTHING you want to me?" She said, pushing her soft breasts in face and squeezing them together, teasing my lips with her nipples.
"Anything?" I asked with wide-eyed imagination.
"Anything, baby. I'll be your own personal little whore to do whatever you want with. You always did want to fuck me in the ass. Just imagine all the dirty things you could make me do. What do you say?" She looked me squarely in the eyes.
"And IF, by a one in a million chance, I lose, how does it get sweeter for you?" I inquired.
"Not only will you never get to fuck me again, you have to do anything I tell you to. You're going to be my little bitch," She giggled.
"I can't lose...I can't lose. I'll take that bet, deal the cards," I said.
She draped her panties around my neck, stood up and pressed her shaved snatch against my face, "Say goodbye to it bitch, I'm about to turn my game on."
She sat back down and dealt the cards again. I could hardly believe it. She'd dealt me a full house! Her sweet little body would soon be mine for the taking.
"Ok, so when I win this hand, I know technically you're supposed to take your stockings off, but I'd like it better if you left them on while I bang your ass...You look sexy like that," I said arrogantly.
"I know, aren't they sexy?" She smiled, "That's why I'm going to have YOU wearing them when I beat you."
"NOT! Full house!" I slapped my hand down. "Beat that!"
"Well, I'm no poker pro like you, but I think if I have four of the same card, that beats a full house, right?" She laid down four queens.
I couldn't believe it. "Lucky. That's ok."
"Strip, BITCH," She commanded.
I peeled my shirt off and told her to deal again. The next hand I made two pair. She made three of a kind.
"Strip, BITCH!" She ordered harshly.
I took off my pants and waited for my next hand, still thinking I had no chance of losing. Just a couple of lucky hands on her part, that's all it was. The next hand I made a straight... She had a flush.
"I win again! Strip, BITCH. Let me see that sorry, pathetic little cock of yours," She heckled me.
I suddenly felt very insecure, and hesitated as I started to remove my boxer shorts.
"Well? What are you waiting for, BITCH? Are you ashamed of your tiny little dick? Because you should be. Let me help you," She reached over and snatched my boxers down.
"Is it really necessary to keep making fun of me?" I said shyly, trying to cover myself with my hands.
"Awwwww, does that hurt your feelings, bitch? So sensitive! But I guess you are more woman then man so I should know better," She continued to emasculate me. "Well I told you if you lose you're going to be my little bitch, didn't I? What did you think that meant, that I was going to shower you with affection and bake you cookies?"
"I didn't lose yet," I reminded her.
"You're only one hand away from losing your manhood forever, how does that feel? Probably not as humiliating as it's going to feel when you lose and have to take to those socks off. Because then, I'm going to put you in some pretty, girly stockings so you can start getting used to feeling like the sissy that you are!" She warned me.
My heart began to race as a realized just how close I actually was to losing the most important wager I'd ever made.
"I'll bet your wondering how you've come so close to losing? Well, I got some poker lessons this weekend from some very nice guys down in the high stakes poker room."
"How the hell did YOU get into a high stakes poker game?" I said in disbelief.
"Well, I didn't have enough money, but I found out that my pussy is worth a LOT of poker chips," She grinned. "They taught me a lot of tricks, like how to beat someone like you who plays too aggressively, how to read your face and know when you have a weak hand...oh, and how to take a cock in my pussy, ass and mouth all at the same time."
My heart sunk and I stared at her blankly. "Please tell me you are making this up. I've learned my lesson, I can not take hearing anymore stories like that. You're KILLING me!"
"Oh stop," She rolled her eyes. "You brought this on yourself, don't get me started again." She cupped my cock in her hand and started to play with it with amusement. "God, I can't believe I let you put that thing in me!" She started to laugh. "It's just so sad! Why even have a cock at all? Oh well, at least it will fit nicely into some panties."
" Enough of this, just deal the cards already will you?" I said, trying to hide my embarrassment.
"Ok, bitch. I'll deal the cards," She sat back down and dealt the final hand.
I had two Aces and some junk. I opted for three cards, she only took one. My heart felt like it might jump right out of my chest as I scanned over my three new cards. I had managed to get another Ace, I had three of a kind. I almost began to smile feeling comfortable with a fairly strong hand, but as soon as I looked down, I saw her cards.
Three jacks, two kings. Full house. I'd lost.
I set my cards face down in the pile, trembling, horrified...what had just happened? This was a nightmare! Without a word I bent down and peeled off my socks. I looked back up at her painfully and she couldn't wipe the smile off her face.
"You look like you're going to cry. But don't worry, you'll get used to it. You can watch my lovers fuck me, and maybe if you're a good boy I'll let you clean the cum out of my holes with your tongue when they're done with me. And of course you'll always be able to lick my pretty feet and ass. So it won't all be bad. I might even give you a hand job once in a while because I'm not selfish, I know you need to cum too."
"A hand job? I'm supposed to live with hand jobs?" I said, utterly destroyed.
"That's right, honey. No pussy for you, EVER, you agreed. And lets face it, you're not going to leave me, because what other woman is going to want a sissy like you with no cock to please her? Besides, you scored way out of your league when you married me, you'd never get another a woman as fine as me and you know it, don't you."
"Yes," I bowed my head in shame.
"You're lucky to have me at ALL, don't you think? So I'll tell you what, if you be a good boy and don't make a big deal about our new situation, I won't go and tell all of your friends what a sissy you are, ok?"
"What!" I gulped, now terrified at the realization that she could completely ruin my life if word got about this.
"Just imagine what people would say if they knew your wife was a slut for big cocks because you weren't man enough to satisfy her. If they only knew just how tiny and useless your little cock really is. Can you picture that? But I'm such a kind person that I'm actually going to continue to let you pretend to be a man in public," She said, matter-of-factly as though she were doing me a huge favor.
"Ok, honey," I said meekly.
"Just ok? I think you should thank me for staying with a sissy like you, and for not telling everybody what a sorry little bitch you really are, don't you think?"
"Thank you," I said with measured enthusiasm.
I swallowed hard and told her what I knew she wanted to hear, even though I hated saying every word; "Thank you for staying with a sissy like me and not telling everybody what a little bitch I am."
"Your welcome," She smiled, planting a soft kiss on my neck, "Make sure you're a good little girl so don't have to tell on you, ok?"
"Girl?" I waned. It wasn't enough that I had to endure being called a sissy and a bitch, but now a girl?
"Yes, a girl," She said evenly. "We're going to have to take that money you made playing poker and buy you lots of pretty panties, bras, stockings, and outfits for you to wear around the house now. Oh, and some pretty dresses and a wig or two, and I suppose you'll need some make up because I'm not going to have you using mine. This is going to be so fun dressing up my little sissy bitch!" She exclaimed excitedly.
"I'm not doing that!" I stated firmly.
"No? Remember what I said now, you don't want me to have to tell people about you, now do you? And besides, you agreed to this and I won the bet fair and square. Now do you really want to argue with me?"
"No," I relented.
"That's what I thought," She said, slapping my face. "The rest of the world may still see you as a man but I KNOW you aren't. So I won't have you running around here trying to look or act like one. From now on, you're going to wear panties, stockings and a bra around me at all times. You can put your regular clothes on over them when you leave, but when you come back, those clothes come off so I can see you as the sissy bitch that you are. Got it?"
I said nothing and got slapped for not answering. "Yes," I submitted.
"Good. Now, until we get you set up with your new wardrobe, you'll have to wear some of my things. They'll be a little tight, but you're going to be a good little sissy and make it work. Here you go," She said, handing me her bra.
I stared at it blankly for a moment and soon felt her hand come across my face.
"Bitch, when I tell you to do something you don't hesitate, you do it right away!" She demanded.
"Ok! I'm sorry!" I adjusted it as best I could and slipped into her bra. "It's too small, I can't hook it."
"That's ok, it will have to do for now, leave it on. Now you need some panties, bitch," She instructed.
I took her panties, still dangling around my neck, and tried to put them on. The fit was excruciatingly tight but somehow I managed to get them on with my pakcage still hanging out of the side.
She sat back and gave me a once over and began to laugh at me. "I can't believe I married such a pussy. You are SO lucky. Now take off my stockings and put them on."
I carefully removed the stockings from her silky smooth legs and rolled them up my own hairy legs, feeling utterly ridiculous.
"Do you like how that feels, bitch? I hope so because this is how you're going dress from now on. Tell me how pretty you feel in your cute little panties and stockings," She instructed.
"I..." Pausing to find a way to force the words from my mouth, I did as told, "I feel pretty in my panties and stockings."
She laughed at me some more, looking me up and down, shaking her head. "You know, it occurred to me that with you being so feminine that some of my boyfriends might want to fuck you too. Should I teach you what to do with a nice big cock?"
"You're not going to make me dress like this in front of them too, are you?" I asked, mortified at the thought.
"Of course I am!" She laughed, digging under the bed for something. "I said I wouldn't tell YOUR friends, but I want all of MY friends and lovers to know that you are my little sissy bitch. I'm going to show you off to them and let them use you anyway they want to, just like I do."
"But I'm not gay!" I protested.
"Honey, you're not even a man so it's ok if you suck cock, you won't be gay. It should be normal for you, I'm sure you'll learn to like it." From under the bed she came back with a large dildo and a harness.
"Let me show you what you're sex life is going to be like from now on," She began to explain.
"We still get to have sex?" I asked, hopeful.
"Of course! We're married! It's just not going to be the same way you remember doing it. We have to improvise a little since you're a sissy and your little cock is useless."
I sunk my head again, "Oh."
"The first thing you're going to do is get on your knees and crawl to my feet. Now do it, bitch."
Reluctantly, I got down on all fours and crawled to the side of the bed where she stood.
"Now kiss my feet and say, I've been a good girl and I need to cum. Will you please fuck me like the sissy little bitch that I am."
After kissing both of her feet, I parroted the words, "I've been a good girl and I need to cum. Will you please fuck me like the sissy little bitch that I am?"
"Well what are you going to do to earn it, bitch?" She called me a bitch as easily as someone calls another by their first name. She waited for me to respond and saw I was blank. "Well? Hurry up, bitch, I'm waiting!" She slapped me for taking so long.
"Kiss your feet?" I hoped was the answer she was looking for.
"Oh, would you like to lick my pretty little feet, bitch?"
"What do you say then, bitch? Haven't you learned how to ask for something properly yet?" "
"Can I please lick your feet?"
"Yes, bitch, you can lick my feet. Make sure you clean them good with your mouth and maybe I'll fuck you if you do a good job."
She scooted back and left her feet dangling at the edge of the bed and I went to work, licking every inch of her soles and heels, in between her pretty manicured toes, all the way up to her ankle, with special attention given to sucking each toe on each foot.
"You're doing a good job, bitch. You might earn your orgasm soon. I can tell you like being my foot licking sissy, don't you?"
"Yes, honey," I knew was the only allowable response.
"I like being your foot-licking sissy," I replied in earnest.
She smiled down at me, "You're learning how to answer me, that's good. So what else can you do for me?"
"What do you mean? I've been licking your feet forever now!"
"Are you complaining?" She asked angrily, raising her hand as if to slap me again.
"No!" I quickly replied.
She spit in my face and growled, "Well aren't you going to thank me?"
"For wha..." I stopped short of asking a question that I knew would get me slapped and realized what she wanted me to say. "Thank you for letting me lick your feet. Will you fuck me now?"
"Hmmmm, I don't think you've done enough to earn that yet. What do you think you should do now to persuade me?" She mused, obviously enjoying toying with me.
I only had to think for a moment before figuring out what she expected from me. "Should I lick your ass again?"
"I don't know, should you? And if you want to be my ass licker, how should you ask for it, bitch?"
"Can I PLEASE lick your ass, honey?"
She slapped me, "I don't feel like you really want to. How bad do you want to taste my asshole, bitch?"
"I really want to lick your asshole. Please let me lick it. I promise I'll be a good ass licker!" I tried to be as convincing as I could.
She slapped me again.
"What was that for!?" I yelped.
An evil smile and she shrugged, "Just because I felt like it," She said, then spit in my face. "I like treating you like a little sissy, ass licking, bitch. It amuses me. Do you have a problem with that, bitch?"
"No," I mumbled.
"Good girl. I'll slap you and spit on you any time I fell like it, and from now on your going to thank me for it, understand, bitch?"
"Yes, I understand. Thank you for spitting on me." I instinctively replied.
"Open your mouth...WIDE," She instructed. I obeyed and she spit again in my mouth. "What do you say?"
"Thank you," I replied.
"Now, show me how much you love licking my asshole, bitch. Do a good job and you might get your orgasm," She said, as she laid on her back, spread her legs and pulled them back far enough to give me access to her sphincter. "Oh," She added, "And don't even THINK of trying to taste my sweet pussy, you don't deserve that pleasure. You lick my ass and my taint only, or I will slap the shit out of you, bitch! Understand?"
"Yes, I understand," I complied.
"Good girl, now lick me where I shit you sissy bitch."
I felt my own enthusiasm growing between my legs as she became increasingly demanding and aggressive with me. I almost felt ashamed to be turned on by the way I was being treated, my cock stiffening as I swirled my tongue around her tight hole. The more she moaned the more I enjoyed it.
"That feels so good, honey. I think I'm going to make you lick my ass every day. You'll like that, won't you?"
"Yes, I love being your ass licker," I freely admitted.
"Tell me, bitch, how much do like licking me where I shit?"
"I love licking you where you shit!" I mumbled excitedly, my tongue lodged in her anus, "I want to lick your asshole everyday! Thank you so much!" I felt strange saying those words, but my stiff erection wouldn't let me lie, I was enjoying eating her ass. .
When she tired of my rimming she pressed her foot against my forehead and pushed me away. I hoped that now I could finally cum. I needed to.
But she said nothing just yet. I waited to see what was in store. She sat up and began methodically harnessing the large dildo. Before I knew it she was standing before me with a huge strap on cock, and the look in her eye told me exactly what was coming.
"Every sissy needs to know how to suck a big cock," She said, "Now you're going to learn, bitch." She gripped me firmly by my hair and yanked my head backwards so I was looking up at her from my knees. "Now your going to suck my big cock, and LIKE it, aren't you, bitch?"
"Yes," I knew was the only reply.
She slapped me. "Are you going to be a good little cocksucker and show me how much you like it?"
"Yes, I promise, honey."
"I'm going to make you suck it until you learn to LOVE it. Now act like you love it, bitch. Beg me to suck my big dick!"
"Oh please let me suck it! I want to suck your big cock, honey! I need it in my mouth! Please give it to me! I want to show you what a good sissy cocksucker I am!" Self-deprecating statements like these were becoming easier for me by the minute, mostly because I knew if I didn't make it sound convincing I was going to get slapped and my face was already burning.
"Do you crave this big cock in your mouth, bitch?"
"Then here you go, enjoy, bitch," She shoved her tool in my mouth, still gripping my hair and drove it in and out of my mouth, faster, and faster, she'd hold my head and make me gag on it, then start pushing and pulling my head back and forth with my lips locked around it.
"Tell me you love to suck cock, bitch."
"I wov wu wuk wok" I mumbled with the cock in my mouth.
She spit in my face and demanded, "Look at me when you're sucking my dick, bitch! I want to see lust in your eyes when you're blowing me!"
I locked my eyes on hers, and without instruction, I told her again, "I love sucking your big cock," as she glided it in and out of my mouth.
"You're a quick learner. Only a natural born sissy like you could suck a cock this good on your first try. I think you're ready to learn what it really means to be my sissy bitch."
She pulled it out of my mouth and swatted it against both my cheeks. "You need to be fucked, don't you? Tell me you want me to fuck you with my big fat cock. Tell me you need it in your pussy, bitch."
Telling her exactly what she wanted to hear was already an involuntary reflex at this point. I found myself reciting those words back to her, begging for her huge cock in my ass without even comprehending what was about to be done to me.
She made me bend over the bed, and she stood behind me, spanking my ass over and over again, making me repeatedly beg her to fuck me in my ass, which in our new demented little world was now being referred to as my pussy.
She pulled my panties down to my ankles and I felt the slippery lube being poured on my hole and she began to work it inside with her fingers. Then I felt it being pushed inside me, slow and easy at first, inch by inch she filled me up, then began the inward and outward thrusts, slowly, her tempo raising ever so slightly with each stroke.
"You like that, you little bitch?"
"Yes, honey," I moaned.
She slapped me hard on my ass, "Say it like you mean it!"
"Yes!" I screamed.
"Yes I like being fucked in my ass!"
"In your what?"
"I like being fucked in my pussy!" I corrected myself to her liking.
She fucked me mercilessly, pounding me hard and fast with deep strokes, one hand firmly gripping my hair and the other smacking my ass as she made me repeatedly confess to what a sissy I was, to how much I loved being her bitch, and how much I loved her big cock in my pussy. She made me beg her to fuck me harder, beg her not to stop, beg her to spank my ass, beg her to show me what a little bitch I was. I wondered if she would ever tire of this, I wondered if I ever would either.
She made me crawl up on the bed, lay on my back and spread my legs for her so she could fuck me face to face. She continued to pound my "pussy" tenaciously. Now I had to look her in the eyes as she stole my man hood and made me more and more her bitch, emasculating me with every thrust. She spit on me, slapped me, made me tell her I loved it. "Yes I love being your bitch! I love the way you fuck my pussy!" I said it over and over at her command and I meant it more and more each time I said it. She manipulated me and made me what she wanted me to be so easily.
She stopped only when she felt like it, and when she pulled out of me I rolled off the bed and onto my hands and knees and began to kiss and lick her feet as she removed the strap on. She hadn't ordered me to do this but was pleased by it none the less.
"Can I please cum now?" I pleaded with her.
"You've been a good little bitch, I think you've earned an orgasm now. But I have to cum first," She stated.
"How can I make you cum? Tell me, I'll do anything!" I insisted.
She laughed, "You CAN'T make me cum, remember? That's why you're a sissy bitch." She reached down beside the bed and retrieved another large dildo. "This is what a real mans cock looks like. This is what makes me cum. It touches me in places your useless little cock can't even reach."
She laid down on the bed, parted her legs and started pleasuring herself with her hand, rubbing her clit and stroking her crease, eventually inserting a few fingers inside. Soon after, she took the large dildo and slid it inside of herself slowly, bucking her hips and moaning as she did MY job all by herself.
"Can I help you?" I asked, hopefully.
"Just stand there and watch for now. You've never seen me feel real pleasure before. This is what it looks like when I'm NOT faking it," She teased me.
Rock hard I stood there and suffered the indignity of watching a toy please my woman like I never could. And she periodically reminded me of my short comings while she pleasured herself, with pointed comments such as, "Don't you wish your pathetic little cock could do this for me?" and "This feels SO much better than your sorry ass little dick".
Finally, as she came closer to a climax going to town on herself with the toy that had replaced my dick, I got an invitation to join.
"I'm going to come soon. Come lick my hole while this big cock fucks me," She instructed.
I positioned myself sideways under her raised legs so I could lick her asshole for her without disrupting the motion of her hand thrusting the dildo in and out of her pussy, her juices were dripping down on to my tongue. Her moans increased with the rapidly growing decibels of her moans, the thrusts of her wrists faster and more violent, she gave it to herself rough, and my tongue probed her ass ever more vigorously trying to match her tempo until I felt her tense, shiver, shriek, and hit her peak.
She handed me her fuck toy and ordered me to lick it clean while she laid there momentarily content, staring at me as I licked her pussy juices from the dildo without saying anything.
Finally I set it down and asked again, "Honey, can I cum now, please? I can't take this!"
"I went our entire marriage without an orgasm, I think you can wait just a little longer. It's coming," She said coldly.
"Please?" I pleaded mildly, almost afraid to let my plea become audible.
"First, I think you need a shower, bitch. You're a dirty girl. Follow me," She gripped a handful of my hair and pulled me behind her, ordering me to crawl on my hands and knees as she led me to the bathroom.
She instructed me to take of my bra and stockings and kneel in the bathtub, facing her.
"You've been a good little bitch today. I'm going to give you a treat," She said. Holding her breasts in her hands, she lowered them to my lips, and told me to suck her nipples.
I wantonly licked and sucked her big round areolas for as long as she would allow, as she gently scratched my back with her long manicured nails. She pulled them away from my lips all to soon, but replaced them with her soft lips, pressing them against the corner of my mouth.
She gripped my hair firmly, holding my head in place, while the other hand reached under me and teased my aching balls with her nails. "Would you like a kiss, sweetie?" She asked in a breathy tone.
"I would DIE to kiss you," I breathed heavily.
"I'm sorry...you're just too much of a sissy for that," She said icily as she withdrew her hot breath from my face and proceeded to give me a couple of good slaps across the face. "Stick out your tongue."
I did as told, and she carefully dropped a wad of her spit onto my tongue as a substitute for her kiss. "Thank you," I said, without even knowing why. Tempting me with her sweet kiss and denying me was the cruelest thing she'd done yet. I burned for her affection.
Still she smiled at my obvious torment. "Are you ready for your special treat, bitch?"
"I'm more than ready," I panted, praying that my orgasm would finally be given.
She raised one leg up and planted a foot on the edge of the tub. Manipulating me with a fist full of my hair she positioned me where she wanted me. "Time for your shower, you dirty little bitch."
She parted her pussy lips with her free hand and I felt a steady stream of her warm piss hit my chest.
"Do you like the way my hot piss feels on your body, bitch?" She immediately asked.
"Stick your face in it, bitch!" Still gripping my hair she pushed my face into the stream and held it there until she was finished. "I'm disappointed, you didn't even open your mouth. Why?"
"I...I don't know," I responded timidly.
"I want you to taste it. Clean me with your tongue, bitch." She pulled my face closer to her snatch, a few remaining drops of her golden juice still dripping from her. "Since you love licking me where I shit so much, now you can lick me where I piss. Clean me up good bitch, or no orgasm for you!"
As commanded, I stuck out my tongue and licked away at her pee hole as she parted her lips for me, consuming what was left of her hot piss. "Thank you," I told her instinctively, now trained to know that every thing she made me do required a thank you.
"Thank you for letting me taste your piss."
"Clean your self up, bitch," She commanded as she closed the shower curtain.
"But what about my orgasm?" I droned.
"Stop bothering me about it, you'll get it!" She barked back.
I felt like she'd been using me forever, even though it had been just shy of 90 minutes since I'd returned to the hotel, but I was in dire need of a release. As I started a hot shower and began to clean my self up I contemplated just giving myself a release on my own. But what if she really was going to give me one? If I did it myself she would surely know, as there wouldn't be much left. I resisted the urge and finished my shower quickly hoping that it would finally be time for my release.
Once I dried myself off, I looked down at the silk thigh-highs laying on the bathroom floor. Better put them back on, I figured. As I slid the silky stockings up my legs I felt the same bitter feeling of humiliation I'd felt the first time she made me put them on.
I stepped out of the bathroom naked but for the thigh highs with butterflies in my stomach, anticipating the further humiliation of her seeing me looking like a sissy and wondering what else she had in store for me before I could cum.
My heart sank a little as I found her on the bed watching TV, fully clothed. No sexy, slutty, little outfit this time, she had on long pants and a conservative shirt that revealed nothing. The only part of her that remained exposed were her bare feet. My humiliation now grew even further.
Here I was naked in some womens stockings, and she was fully clothed with nothing sexually suggestive at all in her appearance. At least when she'd been naked it had felt like we were both taking part in some sexually deviant game, but now she looked like the conventionally normal girl next door and I looked like some sissy pervert. And what made it worse was I was still dying to expel my load while she appeared to be completely uninterested in me or anything sexual at all at this point. She glanced over at me, smiled, and then silently laughed, and I wanted to curl up in a ball and hide in a corner.
"Come here, bitch," She beckoned me to the side of the bed. She laughed again, this time aloud. "You really are pathetic, you know that? Not just because you have a tiny little dick that can't please a woman. But because no REAL man would never let his wife do the things to him that I just did to you. You should feel embarrassed and ashamed...do you?"
"Yes," I lowered my head.
"And I see you put on your pretty little stockings again. I didn't even tell you to do that!" She started to laugh again. "You must like wearing them. Do they make you feel like a pretty girl?"
She paused as if expecting a reply, but I didn't answer.
She pulled out her cell phone, pointed it at me and laughed, "That's a great picture of you all pretty in your stockings."
"What? You're taking pictures!?" I harped nervously.
"I've GOT to send this to everyone I know," She said, amused.
"But hooooneeey!" I whined.
"I just wanted to teach you a lesson today. I wanted to let you know that I was going to be fucking other men from now on and make you understand why. I really hadn't planned on turning you out into a little sissy girl, but you made it SO easy!" She laughed. "Not once did you ever attempt to stand up for yourself and TRY to be a man, you just let me make a BITCH out of you! So you must really want to be a girl, is that it? Do you like being my bitch? Is it easier for you than being a man? Well?"
Too humiliated to speak, I didn't answer and she quickly lost her patience. She sat up, reached over and grabbed my cock and balls, squeezing them firmly in her hand. She pulled me by my junk, forcing me closer onto the bed with her until I was kneeling right beside her. She released my cock and then forced me down onto my stomach so I was laying across her lap. She pulled my wrists behind my back and I felt handcuffs being clamped down on both of them.
"I'm tired of asking you questions and not getting good answers, bitch," She said giving me a brutally hard smack on my bare ass. "Now answer the question, do you want to be a girl?" She spanked my ass again.
"No!" I whined.
"No? Then why do you like wearing womens lingerie?" SMACK.
"I don't!" SMACK
"Don't lie to me! Why are you laying here in my stockings if you don't like it?" SMACK
"I thought you wanted me too!" I got spanked hard again.
"What I want is a real man who knows how to fuck me! Do you think I want to be married to a sissy like you who wants to be a girl?" SMACK.
"Don't you think you owe me an apology?" SMACK.
"I'm sorry!" SMACK.
"Sorry for what? For being a sissy who wants to be a girl?" SMACK.
"Yes!" She spanked me again so hard I felt like my ass was on fire.
"Yes? But I thought you just said you DIDN'T want to be a girl? Fucking LIAR!" SMACK.
"But I thought..." SMACK. "Ouch! That fucking hurts!"
"Oh does that hurt, sissy? I'll stop when you start telling me the truth! Admit that you want to be a girl!" SMACK.
"But I don't! I want to be your husband and have sex with you like a normal man!" SMACK.
"Liar! You had plenty of time to try and do that and you didn't! You wanted me to turn you out like the little sissy you are! Admit it!" SMACK.
"Ok!" I cried incredulously, my ass now numb. She smacked my already burning ass again. SMACK.
"Ok what? Are you ready to admit that you're a girl?" SMACK.
"Yes, I'm a girl!" SMACK.
"And you stopped trying to have sex with me because you wanted to be turned into a sissy!" SMACK.
"Yes! I wanted to be your sissy!" SMACK.
"And because you wanted me to find other men to fuck me because you're not a man!" SMACK.
"Yes what? Don't give me generic answers!" SMACK.
"I wanted you to fuck other men because I'm not a man!" SMACK.
"What are you then?" SMACK.
"I'm a sissy!" SMACK.
"What else?" SMACK.
"I'm a girl!" SMACK.
What else?" SMACK.
"I don't know!"
"You're my bitch!" SMACK.
"Yes! I'm your bitch!" SMACK.
"You've always wanted me to make you my sissy bitch, isn't that right?" SMACK.
"I've always wanted you to make me your sissy bitch!" SMACK.
"Well now you are bitch. Thank me for it!" SMACK.
"Thank you for making me your bitch!" SMACK.
"You love being my sissy bitch don't you?" SMACK.
"Yes I love being your sissy bitch!" SMACK.
"Say it again." SMACK.
"I love being your sissy bitch!"
"I love being your bitch!" SMACK.
"That's sweet of you to say," She finally ceased her merciless spanking and rubbed my red cheeks to help ease the pain. "Do you really LOVE being my bitch?"
"Yes, I love being your bitch so much. Thank you," I panted. To say anything else was to invite more pain and I was well past my limit. At that moment I would have told her I was a one-legged pink elephant if she'd insisted.
"There, that wasn't so hard admitting the truth was it?"
"No..." I said, out of breath and still wincing from the pain. It would have been pointless to argue that she had made me say all of those things.
I felt the cuffs being released from my wrists and I immediately crawled away to the edge of the bed and began to rub my sore ass. She produced another large dildo, seemingly out of nowhere, and set it beside me.
"I want you to show me how much you love it," She stated plainly, staring at me with an amused look on her face.
"Love being my bitch. Love being a sissy. LOVE being a girl," She stated. "I think that deep down, you want to be as much of a slut as I am. I want you to show me that I'm right. Now you show me how much you like to suck cock, SLUT. Put on a good show for me."
I picked up the dildo and examined it, not really sure what to do with it on my own. I tried to recall all of the porno scenes I had watched with women giving blowjobs. I didn't know what she would do to me next if I didn't put on a good show for her, and I didn't want to find out.
She got comfortable lying on her side, her head resting on her hand, as she watched me start taking long slow licks up and down the shaft of the dildo.
"You really look like you enjoy doing that," She said.
"I do. I love to suck cock," I knew exactly what she wanted me to say, but wanted to vomit when I said it.
I opened wide and inserted the toy into my mouth and slid it in and out slowly, looking my wife in the eyes as I did. I couldn't tell if she was turned on by it or laughing at me inside but her face definitely showed interest.
"I always get so horny when I have a big cock in my mouth," She said, "Does sucking cock make you horny too?"
I nodded, as I sucked it a little faster.
"Let me see you play with your pussy while you do that," She insisted.
I laid back and spread my legs, reaching between them with my other hand, I began to rub my hole as I fed myself the big plastic cock. I looked over at her and saw her eyes were fixated on me. The humiliation of doing this in front of her made me sick to my stomach. I slid a finger into my ass and began to fuck myself as I continued to deep throat the toy, and my wife began to vocalize her nasty thoughts about it, calling me dirty names and telling ME how much I was enjoying it.
"You're sucking that cock so good you make me want to go out and find a man to put me on my knees and shove his cock down my throat," She said, "Maybe I'll find one for both of us so you can see what's like to suck a real one. You'd like that wouldn't you, you slutty little sissy bitch? To get a nice hot load of cum in your mouth?"
"Mmmm hmmmm," I muttered half heartedly with the fake one buried almost down to my tonsils.
"I know you will when it happens, But the best part is when they push it inside of you and fuck you hard, like you're nothing but a piece of meat. Let me see you fuck yourself with that big dick, bitch," She commanded.
As instructed, I rolled over onto my hands and knees, reached behind me with the dildo in hand and rubbed it against my ass. Eager to assist me, she grabbed the lube and poured it on my hole and the dildo. I worked the lube inside slowly with the dildo and then pushed it in me slowly.
"That's right, work that pussy, bitch. I want to see you take it all," She egged me on.
Inch by inch it went in and I began to fuck myself as she watched intently.
"Does that cock feel good in your pussy?" She asked.
"Yes I love this big cock in my pussy," I moaned.
"You're a nasty little slut, aren't you?"
"Yeah I'm a nasty little fuck slut!" I said with more enthusiasm than intended.
"You want to see me get fucked like a nasty little fuck slut too, don't you?"
"Yes, honey! I want you to get all the big cock you can handle!" I was getting too horny to remember my jealousy.
"Don't you just love being a naughty girl?" She said, smiling big.
"I love being a naughty girl. A dirty, slutty girl!" I moaned loader. My pulse beat wildly as I fucked myself harder. I felt myself beginning to enjoy it. I couldn't seem to fuck myself hard enough!
She slapped me hard on my ass. "You're fucking that little pussy good, sweetie. What a good little bitch you are!"
"Thank you! Spank me harder, please!" I cried. "I want to be a good little bitch for you! I love this big cock in my pussy! I love being a naughty girl! I want big cock in my pussy every day! I want to suck cock and swallow cum and be your sissy bitch all the time. I want you to use me, honey! I love being your bitch!" I went off on an unplanned rant and couldn't believe the words that had just came out of my mouth!
"Woah! Where did That come from?" She was as surprised as I was. "Slow down now bitch, I don't want you to wear your little virgin pussy out just yet," She grabbed my wrist to stop me from fucking myself. "Just hold it there for a moment. I want you to lay on your side now, but don't let that cock out of your pussy."
I slid over to the center of the bed on my left side, my right hand holding the dildo in place. She slapped a handcuff on my left hand, then taking control of the dildo from me, had me raise my right hand up by my left as she cuffed them together through the head board.
I felt her lay down behind me, her fully clothed body pressing closely against my naked skin. I felt some more lube quirt onto my engorged hole and she began to work the dildo in and out of me ever so slowly.
"Well I'm glad you finally admitted what you are, sweetie. Now our friends won't look at me like this is my fault. I'm just being a good wife and giving my sissy husband what he, or should I say SHE, wants," She mused, as she made love to my man pussy slowly with the dildo.
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