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part 1

June

I've been married to 2 boring women, and then I met June. She seemed like the others, but I was lonely, and she was nice. We worked together; she was my boss. June was a large woman. 6-foot tall, big hips and nice DD cup breasts. She always wore professional woman's suits with black nylons and button up blouses. Very traditional, almost vintage styles. Very sexy! She courted me then offered to marry me if I could be a good husband. She had a lot of money and really nice house. We had had sex a few times, very basic, boring sex, and she said she was an old fashion lady and didn't want to continue if we were not married. After a simple ceremony and a week on Cabo, we settled in to enjoy a sensible mid-life marriage. 

Then a month in, to the day, it all changed. On our one-month anniversary she took me into the bedroom and told me I was going to hold up my part of the bargain. I was confused. She told me I was going to be that good husband I promised to be, and that was going to start now. 

June told me: "I have a few things I am going to do with you, and you are going to obey me when I tell you. Do you understand, bitch?"

"Bitch?"

"Yes, from now on you are going to answer to bitch, act like my bitch, and BE my bitch, and you're going to learn it, and like it. Got it, bitch?"

I didn't know what to do, or what to think. Where was all this coming from? And why now? 

She got right up in my face. "Take off your clothes and get on your knees, bitch."

I stumbled back and almost fell onto the floor. "I, I don't know what you are doing, June. Please help me understand."

June stood back, put her hands on her hips and let me have it. "You're a good buy, Bill. But you suck in bed. We are going to change that. I didn't get married to have a shitty sex life. I know what I want, and I was hoping you would too, but you don't. So, I'm taking charge, and that means you are my bitch. Do you get it now?"

She was so stern and dominating. I wasn't sure what to say. I just stood there in a daze. What have I gotten myself into? I felt so humiliated and vulnerable. So weak and embarrassed. She just stood there looking right at me, like she was waiting for me to speak. But I couldn't. 

"Get fucking undressed."

part 2

Ma'am.

"You call me Ma'am from now on. Get on your knees right there and shut the fuck up."

"Yes, Ma'am."

"Good bitch."

As I was finishing undressing and kneeling by the bed, June was looking through some luggage I didn't recognize. As soon as I was on the floor, she used some handcuffs she took from one bag, roughly pulled my hands back, and cuffed me. 

"What the fuck, June?"

Then I felt a sting on my bare ass cheek that really hurt. She had a long black leather strap in her hand, and she was using it to spank my ass. "I told you keep your mouth shut, bitch. And when you do address me, it needs to me Ma'am. Remember?"

Another swat on my ass cheek. "Owe! Oh fuck! Hey... Yes, Ma'am."

"That's better. Now shut up or I'll gag you too." I look up, over my shoulder, to see her waving a red ball hanging from a black strap in front of my face. I didn't say anything more. 

June tried on a number of different outfits in front of me. I watched her slipping into an assortment of bras, corsets, girdles and stockings. They looked to be from some vintage lingerie store. Her large breasts were strapped inside the bra cups very tightly and her hips squeezed into the girdles and garter belts, bulging out around the sexy straps and fabrics. They all had one thing in common. They were either black or red. No pinks or white lingerie here today. Very sexy. I watched in wonder and excitement. This might be fun after all. 

Another small piece of luggage is added to the top of the bed. Inside are all sorts of naughty sex toys. One that she seemed to take a special interest in was a long, fat, steel butt plug. I've only seen those in porn pictures and videos. This one is pretty big compared to the ones I'd seen. What was she going to do with that? 

Finally, after an hour of fitting and anticipation, it was time to "Get this party started."

"I think I've teased you enough, haven't I?" She asked. I nodded. "Yes, Ma'am!"

"Let's get this party started, then, my little bitch husband."

She slowly sashayed around the bed toward me. Her breasts swaying back and forth in the black lace corset. She had chosen an open bottom black satin girdle with garter straps to hold up her stockings. She wasn't wearing panties. She brushed against my face as she walked by, kneeling next to me. "You are going to enjoy this, even if you don't think that right now." I felt a cold steel probe inserting into my ass! I jumped and tried to move away. "Stay still, bitch. This is going in, whether you like it or not. Do you want the whip again?" 

I posed for her, bending over a bit. The slippery plug felt even bigger than I thought. She really had to push hard to get it in. When the largest part of it spread my virgin hole, I let out a shrill "Oh Fuck!" It popped in and stayed there. Like they are supposed to do. It touched and pressed inside me in places I'd never felt before. My dick was hard. She gave it a little slap it. I was confused and embarrassed. "I thought you might like something up your little butt hole, you pervert."

Now she moved in front of me with her crotch right in my face. The front of the sexy black satin girdle pressing against my nose. It felt nice and smelled amazing too. The garters were there on each side of my face. The inside of her fat thighs in black lace top nylon stockings were rubbing against my cheeks. She gently lifted the front of the girdle exposing her bare, shaved pussy. She put her hand on the back of my head and grabbed a handful of my hair. "Come to momma, bitch."

She rocked back against the bed, sitting on it. She roughly pulled my head forward, in toward her crotch. Her legs spread as she positioned herself sitting on the edge of the bed. I tried to resist, but I was handcuffed, and kneeling was awkward, so I couldn't really stop her. My face fell into her lap with my nose diving right into her wet, sloppy pussy. "Eat it like a pie, you fucking bitch!"

I've never really been into eating pussy. It's wet and disgusting.  I guess she figured that out during our few sexual encounters. But she was going to make me do it, and do it for a long, long time. The long leather whip was still in one hand, and my head was in her other. She would give me an instruction, then swat my ass with the whip. "Eat it, fucker!"

Over the next few weeks, I learned all about a woman's clitoris and other important parts. I was trained to suck and nibble and tickle and rub and kiss her clitty. She would use my mouth to stimulate her little bump until she would scream and convulse in orgasm. She would be calling me a bitch and a worthless husband all the while. Or after she got really good and wet, she would pull my face right into her wide-open pussy and try to masturbate using my nose and face to grind on. I was ordered to push my tongue and most of my face as deep inside as I could possibly get it. I'd wiggle my tongue inside her soaking wet pussy for an hour sometimes. She would get really wet before, and most of the time she would be squirting in my face and getting everything around it soaking wet. 

Every night she would use me to get off. I would be cuffed kneeling or laying on the bed, hands tied over my head, face up, and she would squat on my face and rub her pussy all over me. She would smother me with her wet squirts and fat, sloppy pussy. I'd moan and try to cry out, but she would hold me down and be sure I suffered while she made herself happy. 

Not to say she didn't satisfy my needs sometimes as well. But I wasn't really the focal point of these encounters. Once in a while she would reward me by jerking me off while she was spread over my face, ordering me to eat her. Once I would cum, she would laugh and humiliate me about the size of my dick and the small amount of cum that I would dribble out. This was so humiliating I just stopped begging to be pleasured. She was happy with that, as she seemed to be enjoying humiliating me more and more all the time. The sex was more about me doing this disgusting pussy eating and making me feel bad, than even her own pleasures and orgasms. 

After a while our routine would be her punching her pussy with a dildo while running a vibrator, then using my face to finally get off. She enjoyed the look on my face when she would squirt her filthy juices all over it. But after a few months of this, it began to be too much of a routine, and she was ready to try some new things. 

part 3

The making of a sissy

Because I was nearly never getting off during our sex, I jerked off a lot. She knew this and wasn't happy about it at all. One day she told me: "Bitches don't get to jerk off just any old time they feel like it." 

A package came on a Friday morning. Inside was a pink plastic cock cage. I knew what it was because of the picture of a guy wearing one on the package. Fuck! I was getting nervous. Also in the box was a pink collar. It said 'Mommy's bitch' on it in silver glitter. The package called it a sissy collar. I was getting more nervous. Finally, there was an extra-large butt plug. This one was black rubber, twice as big as the first one. The fattest part was as big around as a golf ball. And it was a full 6 inches long from the tip to the back where it finally tapers in a little. The whole toy is nearly 8 inches long including the large rubber ring you use to pull it out, whenever you get permission to do that. The instructions pointed out some vibration modes. The package showed some of the options. This fucking thing will hum, bounce, wiggle and thrust. Even all at the same time if you push the right buttons. It was called 'The Violator'. And it looked like one. Fuck again! I was really nervous.

What did she have in mind for me with this shit? I opened a sissy webpage and looked at all the nasty things she might want to do to me. I followed a lot of strange situations with women using their men as sissy husbands. Cages, butt plugs and collars were very popular props in these videos and pictures. The men were humiliated and used as sex objects for themselves and for other men. Other men? I realized after watching and reading that a sissy is often a gay submissive who must obey his Mistress. Obeys even if that includes having him watch her having sex with another man, or him actually having sex with a man. Gay fucking sex? 

One video I couldn't stop watching was a guy tied in a bedroom to a chair, gagged and helpless, forced to watch his wife getting fucked by a big black guy. The man was in a pink baby nightie with bows in his hair and pink panties on. His wife had tied and gagged him, so he had to watch her being fucked properly by a big black cock. That, I thought to myself, would be the ultimate humiliation. 

That afternoon, June came home with a few bags from a department store. They were pink and frilly bags. "Where is the package that was delivered today, bitch?" I quickly took it from the table and handed it to her politely. She noticed She had been shopping for me. I was put in a short pink lace dress, an adult diaper with pink flowers on it, white tights (or pantyhose, I wasn't sure) and frilly pink lace gloves.