My first date as Kristy
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Posted:May 21, 2015 1:54 am
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I was just recently thinking back to the first time I met anyone on AdultFriendFinder. I wanted the first time out as Kristy to be perfect in every way so I took my time, weeded through the guys that day dreamed about sucking cock until I finally found someone that seemed to like me as a real girl.
When we chatted he always made a point to tell me he was not in any way interested in anything that was not feminine, which all by itself made me hot. Then he would tell me what I could expect if he took me out on a real date. I swooned as he told me a romantic dinner and dancing because I never knew I wanted romance.
Of course there were our snippets of sex talk. He asked what I liked and I did not hesitate, “Sucking cock and getting fucked by a hot guy.” Unfortunately reply seemed to bother him a bit and I was not sure what I said to upset him. It took a while before he confessed that he didn’t think he was hot.
I had completely forgotten that I had not seen a picture of him and told him to let me be the judge. And boy he was wrong. Yes he was a little balding but the rest of his hot body made up for it. He was 5 11 and 290 pounds of pure goodness. Chubby men always, always make my clitty hard.
But I have to confess it was the picture of his 9 inch, thick, monster between his legs that put me in a trance. I asked if he would like to see mine and he won my heart when he said he wasn’t interested.
At that point I knew he would be the perfect first outing as Kristy.
I had already planned the outfit I wanted to wear; from the extra short skirt all the way down to the thigh high boots, then threw a little black panties and matching bra into the mix
I really wanted to be lady like for my first date and when he pulled up and I got into his truck I swore to myself I would be good but at the same time when I slid all the way over next to him I should have known I was tempting fate.
Our first stop was a restaurant that was about 40 minutes away so I had to prepare myself for the long drive. I took his hand and then held it, nudged in between our thighs. “You are very pretty tonight.” Jason said as he squeezed my hand a little. “As pretty as anyone I have ever seen.”
All I could think about at that point that I was a fucking slut that could be bought with a nice compliment because the next thing I did was release his hand and then moved my finger tips to his inner thigh. I smiled when he moaned a little.
“Oh, do you like that?” I whispered
“Of course I do anyone would, oh my god!” He said as he pushed his crotch upward toward my hand.
“I think you are hot too.” I replied and then moved my hand up toward his cock. And then I remembered, as much as I worshiped thick, chubby cuttie pies, I always struggled finding their dick when they were dressed and in the sitting position. But I tried anyway and failed miserably.
He saved the day when he noticed my troubles and told me he needed to get something to drink and then pulled into a 7-11. Of course at the time I had no idea how this would help but I was just along for the ride
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I stayed in the car and watched him enter, grab a bottle of water and then pay for it but as he exited the front door and paused for a moment to adjust himself and that was when I figured it out. Even from where I was sitting I could see the sexy outline of his large cock. I realized I would not have a problem finding it anymore.
When he got back into the truck I leaned in and kissed him, he returned the favor by pulling me even closer and kissed me passionately while my hand slid back to where his cock was laying. I don’t know why but since I was very young I was never able to control myself around a hard dick. For all I cared at that moment he could have drug me out of his vehicle and fucked me in the middle of the parking lot and I would not have been able to resist him in the slightest. So when I managed to wrap my hand around his 9 incher, I was his to do with as he wanted.
I am not sure how long we kissed but eventually he reached down and unbuckled and unbuttoned his jeans, I wasted no time before I slid my hand in to find my prize. “Oh my god I love your cock.” I said as I stopped kissing him and glanced down at it.
He did not say anything but instead laid his hand on my shoulder and pushed hard enough that I knew he was asking for head. Crazy but I never gave it any thought before I put my lips around that monster, but after my head was spinning. I remember thinking “Ok, great, you fucking slut, you’re going to suck dick in busy parking lot of a very public place.”
I almost stopped myself, almost, when Jason reached back behind me and slid his hand under my skirt and then manipulated his finger into my ass, it was all over for me.
Even though I could hear people getting in and out of their cars I kept my attention on the cock in front of me. I managed to swallow four inches and as I did, Jason fucked my ass harder with his finger. I made it to five inches before he moaned. Never before did I manage to get more than 6 inches into my throat but I continued swallowing until I bested my record.
His finger felt so good inside me so I wanted to return the favor. I knew I was close because as he fucked my mouth the tip of my nose was brushing his balls. “Oh god suck it.” He moaned.
I realized he getting close to an orgasm so I made one last attempt and swallowing it all but just before I got there I was startled by one loud knock on the window. Still I wasn’t going to stop unless they took me out of the truck in handcuffs but lucky for me I heard a guy yelling. “You lucky dog.”
That must of triggered his orgasm because he started squirting his cum into the back of my throat, I swallowed every drop and kept my lips around his dick until I knew he was completely drained. As soon as we adjusted ourselves and I sat back up I moaned, “When your finger went inside me, you have no idea how much I wanted to stop and beg you to fuck me hard.”
He chuckled and then leaned down and kissed me again. “No rush, we have all night.”
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My first date as Kristy
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Posted:May 21, 2015 1:39 am
Last Updated:Apr 17, 2024 7:5 pm
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I was just recently thinking back to the first time I met anyone on AdultFriendFinder. I wanted the first time out as Kristy to be perfect in every way so I took my time, weeded through the guys that day dreamed about sucking cock until I finally found someone that seemed to like me as a real girl.
When we chatted he always made a point to tell me he was not in any way interested in anything that was not feminine, which all by itself made me hot. Then he would tell me what I could expect if he took me out on a real date. I swooned as he told me a romantic dinner and dancing because I never knew I wanted romance.
Of course there were our snippets of sex talk. He asked what I liked and I did not hesitate, “Sucking cock and getting fucked by a hot guy.” Unfortunately reply seemed to bother him a bit and I was not sure what I said to upset him. It took a while before he confessed that he didn’t think he was hot.
I had completely forgotten that I had not seen a picture of him and told him to let me be the judge. And boy he was wrong. Yes he was a little balding but the rest of his hot body made up for it. He was 5 11 and 290 pounds of pure goodness. Chubby men always, always make my clitty hard.
But I have to confess it was the picture of his 9 inch, thick, monster between his legs that put me in a trance. I asked if he would like to see mine and he won my heart when he said he wasn’t interested.
At that point I knew he would be the perfect first outing as Kristy.
I had already planned the outfit I wanted to wear; from the extra short skirt all the way down to the thigh high boots, then threw a little black panties and matching bra into the mix
I really wanted to be lady like for my first date and when he pulled up and I got into his truck I swore to myself I would be good but at the same time when I slid all the way over next to him I should have known I was tempting fate.
Our first stop was a restaurant that was about 40 minutes away so I had to prepare myself for the long drive. I took his hand and then held it, nudged in between our thighs. “You are very pretty tonight.” Jason said as he squeezed my hand a little. “As pretty as anyone I have ever seen.”
All I could think about at that point that I was a fucking slut that could be bought with a nice compliment because the next thing I did was release his hand and then moved my finger tips to his inner thigh. I smiled when he moaned a little.
“Oh, do you like that?” I whispered
“Of course I do anyone would, oh my god!” He said as he pushed his crotch upward toward my hand.
“I think you are hot too.” I replied and then moved my hand up toward his cock. And then I remembered, as much as I worshiped thick, chubby cuttie pies, I always struggled finding their dick when they were dressed and in the sitting position. But I tried anyway and failed miserably.
He saved the day when he noticed my troubles and told me he needed to get something to drink and then pulled into a 7-11. Of course at the time I had no idea how this would help but I was just along for the ride
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I stayed in the car and watched him enter, grab a bottle of water and then pay for it but as he exited the front door and paused for a moment to adjust himself and that was when I figured it out. Even from where I was sitting I could see the sexy outline of his large cock. I realized I would not have a problem finding it anymore.
When he got back into the truck I leaned in and kissed him, he returned the favor by pulling me even closer and kissed me passionately while my hand slid back to where his cock was laying. I don’t know why but since I was very young I was never able to control myself around a hard dick. For all I cared at that moment he could have drug me out of his vehicle and fucked me in the middle of the parking lot and I would not have been able to resist him in the slightest. So when I managed to wrap my hand around his 9 incher, I was his to do with as he wanted.
I am not sure how long we kissed but eventually he reached down and unbuckled and unbuttoned his jeans, I wasted no time before I slid my hand in to find my prize. “Oh my god I love your cock.” I said as I stopped kissing him and glanced down at it.
He did not say anything but instead laid his hand on my shoulder and pushed hard enough that I knew he was asking for head. Crazy but I never gave it any thought before I put my lips around that monster, but after my head was spinning. I remember thinking “Ok, great, you fucking slut, you’re going to suck dick in busy parking lot of a very public place.”
I almost stopped myself, almost, when Jason reached back behind me and slid his hand under my skirt and then manipulated his finger into my ass, it was all over for me.
Even though I could hear people getting in and out of their cars I kept my attention on the cock in front of me. I managed to swallow four inches and as I did, Jason fucked my ass harder with his finger. I made it to five inches before he moaned. Never before did I manage to get more than 6 inches into my throat but I continued swallowing until I bested my record.
His finger felt so good inside me so I wanted to return the favor. I knew I was close because as he fucked my mouth the tip of my nose was brushing his balls. “Oh god suck it.” He moaned.
I realized he getting close to an orgasm so I made one last attempt and swallowing it all but just before I got there I was startled by one loud knock on the window. Still I wasn’t going to stop unless they took me out of the truck in handcuffs but lucky for me I heard a guy yelling. “You lucky dog.”
That must of triggered his orgasm because he started squirting his cum into the back of my throat, I swallowed every drop and kept my lips around his dick until I knew he was completely drained. As soon as we adjusted ourselves and I sat back up I moaned, “When your finger went inside me, you have no idea how much I wanted to stop and beg you to fuck me hard.”
He chuckled and then leaned down and kissed me again. “No rush, we have all night.”
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The Best Ever
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Posted:May 19, 2015 4:01 am
Last Updated:May 20, 2015 1:03 am
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Originally I had planned to write about my most recent cuckolding experience but instead I decided to write about my favorite one. It happened at the sweet spot in our relationship, after my wife got comfortable with me, after she knew the activities I had no problems participating in but before the day she got a little board with her toy at home and decided to concentrate on much bigger and better cocks that so happened to be attached to young men that had very little interest in a cuckold.
Don’t get me wrong I have no complaints at all, after all I went looking for a woman to cuckold and feminize me and that was exactly what I got.
My greatest sexual adventure began on what I thought was a dull Saturday afternoon. My wife suggested I go put on my slut clothes so she could take some new video of me. She knew exactly what to say to get me going so I dashed in my room and threw on my shortest skirt, skimpiest thong and highest heels and then returned to the living room to show off.
I went right up to her and lifted my skirt so she could get a good look at my sexy new underwear but she interrupted me by pushing it back down. “You think that somehow turns me on, but it doesn’t but you can lick my pussy if you like.”
It was really the only sexual activity we shared that was left so I did not hesitate. It usually meant me licking her to orgasm and then if I was lucky she would stick a finger in my ass and call me a faggot while I masturbated that portion would only last a few seconds before I would cum.
However this time was a bit different. I am not sure how long I had my tongue on her clit before someone knocked on our door but I was so deep in thought it caused me to jump. “Get the door slut.” She ordered.
I was surprised she asked. She knew how much I feared answering the door all dressed up, it could be anyone and this was back at a time I cared what people thought. Regardless, my hormones must have drove me to obey.
It was Bill, a guy my wife had been dating for over a month. She had been attempting to get him to join her in cuckolding me but from my understanding he just wasn’t interested.
As I opened the door to him, he breezed by, never taking his eyes off of me. “You weren’t lying he is a sissy, isn’t he.” He said and then they shared a brief chuckle.
“Oh it gets better.” My wife added, “Honey show him your pee pee.”
That was one of the nicknames she had for my penis and she was saying all the right things to keep obeying her every command. I lifted my skirt and pulled my thong down around my penis and Bill got his first look at my hard two and a half inch penis.
I waited patiently until she told me to put it away and then as I had been told countless times excuse myself to the kitchen to prepare drinks and snacks for my wife and her lover. When I returned they were in a hard embrace lost in each other’s kiss.
I knew I was not supposed to speak or interrupt them so I just stood there watching as she slid her hand down over his pants and resting it on the outline of his cock. I have to assume that they felt my eyes on them and they paused briefly. “Do not just stand there, put the tray down and help me get him ready.” My wife snapped
Getting him ready could have meant a wide variety of things but I fully understood what my wife wanted it to mean, so I decided to proceed until they said to stop. I placed the snacks on the coffee table and then knelt on the floor before them, without waiting for further orders I began to unbuckle his pants.
For me this is the most exciting part, it is the moment I get to see her lover’s cock for the first time and when I reached in and wrapped my hand around it, I was not disappointed. He was thick but still not quite hard. I moaned quietly to myself.
“I told you he was a fucking fag.” She laughed. “Now get him hard like a good little girl.”
As I slid his cock into my mouth and then down my throat I could hear my wife taking pictures of me. She always told me that she is always turned on by seeing me suck cock because I get such a lust filed gaze that it proves everything she says about me was true.
Sadly, before I had a real chance to devour his large, seven inch cock, they interrupted me and sent me to my room. This usually happened when she brought someone home for the first time so it was not a surprise.
I cannot blame her, I totally understand her new lover needing a little time to adjust to his new surroundings but what I did not expect was how long I would be confined to my bedroom. After an hour had passed I had to peek, it was my weakness and I have been caught doing it more than once. This time I crept to the end of the hall and just for a brief second peeked around the corner.
Bill was on top of her but it did not look as though they were engaged in intercourse. I was close enough to hear their conversation but far enough away that they would not notice. “I would have laughed at you a couple of years ago if you told me I would marry a guy with a baby dick.” She whispered, “But its ok really he is more interested in getting his ass fucked than getting pussy.”
I was not sure what his reply was but It had to be funny because my wife burst out laughing before everything went quiet. After a second or two my wife called out to me “Okay Kristy you can come out.”
I briefly waited a few seconds before moving, hoping they would not notice that I was already nearby. I knew this was the moment I had been trained for and I also knew that I needed to say all the right things to make sure they have the perfect evening. “Can I get you anything? Clean your cock? Or would you like to use me as your personal urinal, I have heard that real men sometimes need to urinate after fucking.” I said attempting to offer up everything that he might need.
My wife quickly answered for him, “Clean us up first.” She said as they attempted to spread their legs far apart. I moved between them and began by licking his large, shaved balls and then reached under him looking for his cock. I was surprised to find it still buried deep inside her pussy. For a moment I attempted to maneuver to a position where I could lap at her clit but from the position they were in it was impossible. After a few seconds of trying I received further instructions. “For fucks sake, just lick my ass.” Bill barked.
I was tender and loving as l pushed my tongue between his cheeks, I was secretly hoping I would make him hard again so my wife could continue her night of lovemaking but I soon discovered he was just making me do this to help my wife further humiliate me “Okay, okay, that’s enough.” He said as he began to move away from my mouth but I was so intoxicated by their aroma that It took me another moment before I removed my tongue from his ass. “I could use that urinal now.” He blurted out as he rolled over on his back.
There is a certain technique to allowing a man to piss in your mouth, I have found rule number 1 was not to initiate contact with his cock, instead no matter how tempting it was to touch, allow the man to do what comes natural.
Instead I moved into position, slightly opened my mouth and waited. I felt my wife watching me and it felt like forever before the first drops of urine splashed against my face. This was the most crucial time in being a urinal I had to act quick enough that none would get on the furniture but slow enough that he would not tense up and we would have to start from the beginning. I timed it perfectly.
My mouth filled, I swallowed quickly and then as fast as I could pushed his cock to the back of my throat so I could just swallow on auto pilot. I have to admit the first taste of his urine proved to be the most delicious I had ever tasted and unfortunately for me once his dick moved past my taste bud I would no longer be able to taste his pee.
It felt like he was an endless fountain and I just kept swallowing and swallowing, almost as if he had been saving it up for me. In my head I counted seventeen swallows before his stream slowed enough that I could remove his cock from my throat.
It was at that point Bill took over by taking his dick in his hands and aiming it at my mouth. This was the show my wife always came to see, but I was too busy to notice she was taking video of me being used as a toilet.
After he had finished he slapped the remaining drops off onto my face and then pushed me away. “Good girl.” My wife said with a chuckle. “Now you get your reward.”
I was conditioned to know exactly what that meant. I stood up and quickly lifted my skirt and pulled down my thong “That is right, my cock sucking, piss drinking faggot, time to get your queer ass fucked.” She said as she inserted a finger into my rectum. I instinctively wrapped my hand around my pee-pee and began to masturbate but with the taste of Bills urine still in the back of my throat paired with my wife’s finger thrusting hard into my ass all it took was for her to say, “Faggot,” one more time before I came into my open hand.
It was a new record for me, it was close to the 15 second mark. My wife withdrew her finger while I lapped up the cum from my hand and as soon as she noticed I had finished my job, she sent me back to my room for the remainder of the evening.
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FAQ
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Posted:May 16, 2015 2:01 am
Last Updated:May 23, 2015 7:03 pm
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Along the lines of my last post I decided to make a FAQ for anyone that might be interested in knowing more about me. I won’t list them in any particular order, just what comes to mind first.
Question: Have you ever tried to have a normal relationship?
Answer: Yes quite a few times, it always ends badly though. Last time I tried was about 10 years ago with a wonderful woman who treated me great. Every time she tried to compliment me deep down I thought she was lying. We waited 6 month to attempt any sexual contact and when she said “You have a nice cock.” It was pretty much over.
Question: Have you ever had intercourse with a woman?
Answer: I had the opportunity to try five times, 1) She wouldn’t work with me and I was too small to maneuver it to get it in 2) When she grabbed my penis to help guide it I came before it got in 3) The day I found out doggy style does not work for me 4) first time being a cuckold she was sucking another mans cock and asked me to fuck her but her lover said no. 5) 10 years ago when she said I had a nice cock, I lost my erection.
Question: Do you dress like a girl 24-7
Answer: If you mean dress in girls clothes, yes but a lot of times I just wear girl jeans, girl t-shirt and girl tennis shoes, but those days I just look gay
Question: When was the last time you wore mens underwear?
Answer: 10 years ago and before that when I was 16. By the way how do men find those things comfortable?
Question: What do you do when you watch a couple have sex?
Answer: If it all possible I will lick her clit, if that is not available I will lick the ass of whoever is on top, that is of course I am allowed to help
Question: Do you clean up?
Answer: Come on, I am submissive, suck cock and get my ass fucked, what do you think?
Question: When was the last time a man fucked your ass and how big was he?
Answer: Last weekend in the mens room of the Atlantic City Tropicana. I would estimate he was 6 inches
Question: Do you like to be spanked? Do you like toys used on you?
Answer: Yes and yes
Question: Can I suck your cock?
Answer: No, only two times in 20 years has any one even touched it, don’t like it, I just want to please
Question: Whats the most amount of people you have been with at one time
Answer: 3 two years ago, two women and one man, I just watched and got made fun of and when I was in high school I had 3 guys at the same time
Question: What was your favorite sexual experience?
Answer: Walking in a girl that was cuckolding me and her not being aware I was there, I got to hear them laugh and joke about my penis and manhood
Question: What is the kinkiest thing you ever did?
Answer: Probably drink pee or wet myself in public
Question: OMG you drank it, how much
Answer: Over a weekend it can end up being a lot
Question: Do you like men or women more
Answer: I love mean cruel bitchy unfaithful woman most when they let me lick their pussy while they are being fucked but other than that I would rather be fucked by a hot guy
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Why???
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Posted:May 15, 2015 2:25 am
Last Updated:May 15, 2015 10:15 am
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A lot of people me why I turned out to be a kinky obedient bi sissy. i have to admit it comes down to life long comments and quotes. I remember the early comments because they hurt so much but sometime around 20 they stopped hurting and started to feel normal and eventually feel good... Here are the ones I remember.
pre 6
1. sir you shouldnt bring your in here (mens shower)
2.he is going to have a tough life (same person)
pre 12
1. He is a fucking girl (dad to mom)
2. it should be ok when he hits puberty (dr to dad because my penis was not observable before puberty)
13 (shower jr high)
1. are you a boy?
2. gay
3. faggot
4. you should suck my dick
14
1. giggle (first girl to see my penis)
15
1. you would look good in my sisters panties. (first boyfriend)
2. you do look good could you put rest on?
3. I dont want that im not gay (first boyfiend)
4. aww its cute (second girl to see my penis)
16
1. thats just sad (first girlfriend and first girl to see it erect)
2. I can't but i will play with it (same girl)
3. I'm sorry i can't do this (same girl giggling)
4. FUCK jerry you have to see this (locker room)
5. I heard it is not big (a girl i didnt know)
6. i heard you suck dick (school mate)
7. suck my dick (school mate)
17 (after word got out i sucked cock)
1. you better fucking be in the resteoom after lunch
2. can i see it? (a friend of my first girlfriend)
3. can we measure it? (same girl)
4. No thats a pussy not a dick (locker room, my hair completely covered my penis and i shaved it ever since)
5. baby boy (chant in hallway of school)
6. sissy boy (the teasing evolved)
18
1 are you hard? ( 3rd girlfriend touching my erect penis over my jeans)
2. laughimg (smae girlfriend as she masturbated me to orgasm)
3. put on my panties (same gir)
4. you look better as a girl (same girl)
5. show her (same girl wanted me to show her friend my penis)
6. He is gay (same girl afer we broke up)
20
1. you are still a virgin? ( future 4th girldriend)
2. oh i get it now (same girlfriend after she saw my penis)
3 do you wear panties all of the time?
4. do you want to be a girl? (same girl)
5 would you like me to stick it up your butt? (same girl)
6 can I measure it (same girl)
7 oh my god it is 2 1/2 inches (same girl)
8. no fuckung way (same girl after after i told her she could play with it)
after that point the jabs started to turn me on but when people see they are not affecting you they get worse and it becomes a vicious cycle
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Observations early third day slave vacation
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Posted:Aug 9, 2014 10:02 pm
Last Updated:May 15, 2015 1:07 am
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Early on the morning of my third day as a slave, I discovered something that was not surprising at all, it was more of a confirmation. I woke up with Rachel tying a string around my genitals, she whispered something but I was not quite awake at that point.
Once she secured the string she tugged on it hard in an attempt to lead me somewhere which made it difficult for me to pull myself up. I followed as she pulled harder as if she was trying to cause me pain even though I was complying with everything she wanted.
She led me to the bathroom and then forced me to my knees. "Clean the toilet, then clean the floor around it, after that the tub."
"Yes Ms. Rachel." I replied before looking around the bathroom for the cleaning supplies.
 quot;I was never dominant, I don't know if you know this or not but I am Roger's sub. They have been talking about getting someone like you for a couple of years and they were trying to get me into being excited about it. I never really cared, but you are different. When they made you strip yesterday- well I just wanted to join in. Truthfully ten minutes into it and I really wanted to kick you in your balls."
Well I have heard that before, well not exactly that but it has been a repeating theme since my school days. Girls, even , can be the most mild mannered, most sweet, most demure girls in the world and when they get word about or see my hard 2 1/2 inches something changes in them deeply.
It is almost as if it is some leftover prehistoric human trait that makes a woman hate or shy away from a small penis. They change when seeing it and is best described as anger. For instance- when I was young an innocent game of "Ill show you mine, you show me yours." turned into one of my earliest nightmares.
One of the best friends I had ever had, Karen, was there to witness it. Karen was the sweetest girl, she loved everyone. I knew her from youth thru and after high school and I do not remember her saying one bad word to anyone, other than me, during that entire time. Karen became my first tormenter. Everyone from Jr. high to high school new right away I had a micro penis, thanks to Karen.
Going down the halls any time she saw me she would hold up two fingers spaced an inch a part above my head and of course everyone would laugh. But that was just one of dozens of examples of sweet submissive women become hellfire after seeing me. Of course this continued on after attempts of dating.
But women are not the only ones that have this trait either. Men can be just as controlled by their emotions when seeing an under-endowed man. When they get a glimpse of a man that size something comes over them too.
Men tend to see the under-equipped as less manly, submissive or prey. School showers were my first exposure to that. I mentioned this in earlier blog entries but the very first time I showered publicly I was told by multiple people I have a vagina. Simple mistake I guess since my pubic hair covered any signs of genitalia so from that point on I had to shave. That in turn became,
oh my god he has a baby dick." Again that is an common mistake since in a resting state the little thing retracts inside me.
Men see it and naturally want to dominate me but that is not the most astounding observation either. Men see it and naturally think I want to suck their cock or be fucked by them.
Let me stop there for a second and remind you straight guys out there- these, for the most part are straight guys, unless you think most guys in school and I do mean MOST guys are bi or gay.
So a straight guy will force me into a bathroom stall and force me to suck his cock. Okay, not so strange but this same straight guy would have no problems telling people I sucked his cock. Really?
My only observation on this is either I am the only guy in my class who sucked cock OR it is perfectly acceptable for a feminine guy to go down on a straight guy because in their eyes, my equipment says I am not really a guy.
I would find out later that Keith was also submissive and by the end of my seven day slave vacation, will also learn to use me as a slave.
Writing this made me really want to do a book on this subject. It may not be of interest to anyone other than me but I find it really interesting.
I am very curious about other peoples opinion on this, in particular submissive people. Is it my imagination but when seeing a micro-penis does it bring out anger or at the very least a more dominant feeling than you are used to?
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Day 2- Slave for a day part 2
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Posted:Aug 9, 2014 12:53 am
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2015 1:25 am
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I discovered, after the first day of vacation, I was experiencing a strange, hard to explain feeling. Living as a slave with no freedom to make any decisions and a continuous threat of violence against me there was still a wave that washed over me that seemed to remove every ounce of stress that had been in my life.
I know longer cared about what people thought about how I looked when I was exposed to strangers or how small I was where it counted. I no longer cared about living up to peoples expectations or letting someone down. That was someone else's problem. I had only one thing that I had to do and as long as I did it correctly I met all my goals.
That one thing was simply to exactly what Jay told me to do, nothing more, nothing less.
I had just finished up what looked like three days worth of dishes when Jay came up behind me, "You are to do whatever these people to tell you to do, these people are my friends and we have talked about this long before we decided on you. Do you understand me?"
"Yes sir." I responded before I hung up the dish towel."
"Good, take off your clothes and lay them on the table; you will not be needing them the rest of the night. Leave your collar on but you can take off your leash. After you are done bring us drinks on the back deck, three beers and a glass of that white wine for Rachel."
Strangely enough I was neither nervous nor bashful this time, it was just something I needed to do. However I did not know that the back deck was well lit and not a lot of things shielded the neighboring houses from viewing our little party. Once I noticed my situation my penis proudly grew to its full 2.75 inches.
I handed Jay his beer first, then Jason, followed by Keith and finally handed Rachel her wine. Instantly she reached out and squeezed my balls tightly, "Where is the bottle?"
"I am sorry Miss Rachel, I was told to bring you a glass."
She laughed, released her grip on me, "Little guys really will do what they are told."
I returned to the kitchen, picked up the bottle and three more beers and returned to the deck. I sat down the bottle, Jason stood took the beers from my hand, sat them down and then grabbed me by the hair. "It is time for the grownups to enjoy themselves so we are going to put you out for a while." Jason seemed a bit more rough than Jay and previously been. He had real tight hold on my hair, tight enough to give me an instant headache but I have to admit his eyes were strong and somewhere deep I could see a bit of compassion. It was as he was playing a part for someone but I did not know who his performance was for. And over the entire group he was the most striking; he fit the definition of tall dark and handsome.
He continued his tight grip on my hair and drug me down two steps and to the corner of the deck where he picked up a chain and hooked it to my collar and then locked it into place. And that was my temporary home while the party continued on without me. What made things really difficult was the chain was not really big enough for me to stand and there was no place for me to shield myself from accidental views; oh and the mosquitoes.
There were times when I could hear them discussing things they might want to do with me and surprisingly I was indifferent. There were other times when I could hear nothing. However there was one thing I could hear them talking about very clearly, everything Jay had done to me over the last 24 hours.
I believe I had been chained and laying in the dirt for nearly an hour before I saw a shadow approach. The light was in my eyes and I had a hard time making out who it was until Jason was directly over me and he was pulling out his perfectly average, perfectly sexy, cock. No surprises, I believe they had planned something like this for a very long time. "Look at me bitch." He growled before he let loose a very long and very warm stream of piss that splashed directly in my eyes before he guided it across my head and down my body.
Once he finished he shook it off, zipped back up and returned to the party.
Almost immediately Rachel made her way down to me. "Lay down on your back." She ordered as expected, pulled down her panties and lifted her skirt. She then adjusted herself so she was inches from my face. This was the one that I had been waiting for. It had been so long since a woman had paid any type of attention to me and I was craving it bad. It did not hurt that she was really, top of the line beautiful. Deep brown eyes, long black hair and the first time that I had seen her she reminded me of Jennifer Love Hewitt. "Take it how you want it."
That was an offer I could not refuse. I lifted my head, opened my mouth and covered her warm sweet smelling pussy with it and waited. She moaned and seemed to lose a bit of concentration. Once she had become accustomed to my mouth being there she filled it with her juice.
I swallowed, swallowed again, gulp after gulp but I was determined to drink every ounce. And when the stream slowly slowed and I caught my breath I took the opportunity to lick her clit with the tip of her tongue as she reluctantly pulled away.
They all continued to take turns, drinking and relieving themselves for several hours, Finally nearing midnight Jay came down to say goodbye. "Some friends are picking us up to go to Ambush, you are staying here tonight. Remember you are to treat my friends the same way you treat me or I will beat you like you have never been beaten, do you understand?"
No sooner than Jay and Keith had left did Jason come down and remove the chain from the pole that I had been attached. He said nothing but attempted to drag me by the chain up the stairs, I could not breathe and keep by balance at the same time. This was one of the things that I had listed that was off limits- no choking but I reasoned that maybe Jason did not no our agreement but at the same time I was just trying to maneuver myself so I could make it up the stairs with out dying.
Just as I thought I was going to lose consciousness Jason paused to allow me to regain my balance. I stood and the obediently followed him to wherever he wanted to lead me.
We ended up in a bedroom where Rachel was laying naked and spread out with her fingers between her legs. Jason removed the chain from my collar and shoved me to the bed. "Get on your hands and knees." He said, he seemed much angrier than he had acted before, it no longer felt like he was performing an act.
I positioned myself the way I thought he wanted me and waited for what was next.
Rachel pulled a large and I mean LARGE dildo from a drawer next to her bed. In my head I was thinking it was a joke, it looked like it was at the very least 12 inches and extremely thick. She just waived it at me while Jason strapped a ball gag to my mouth.
Rachel then positioned herself behind me and I could feel her trying to force the massive dildo inside me but through all of her effort it did not feel as though she was making any progress until I felt an electrifying jolt that nearly caused me to pass out. The pain was so great that I became paralyzed with fear. I tried to scream or cry out but the ball gag just muffled the agony. When she finally entered me I felt both like death and relief that the difficult most painful part was finally over.
Just as the pain slowly began to dissipate, I felt a lash across my ass, Jason had used a whip on me and this was no ordinary whip. I had seen these in some adult novelty stores, these were used for real punishment. The second lash I received caused my knees to buckle and I collapsed on the bed face down.
"He is complete fucking wimp." Rachel sighed. "What fucking good are you anyway? This is all you have, no one wants your useless dick and you can't even handle a little fun?"
I was disappointed in myself and struggled to return to my hands and knees, when I finally returned to position Rachel repositioned her self behind me and began to forcefully fuck my ass with the dildo. Jason then moved in front, removed my ball gag and shoved his cock down my throat. Once again it was nearly impossible to breath. Because of how forceful he was, even with his average size he caused me to gag and my eyes to water
Rachel removed the dildo and moved alongside of Jason where she held his cock while he fucked my face. "Fuck the faggot bitch" she said. I noticed that she had begun to masturbate as she watched the action.
Jason then grabbed my hair and pounded me giving me no opportunity to catch my breath. "You fucking better swallow every drop bitch."
I did.
He collapsed on top of me and then removed himself from the pile. It was at that point when Rachel helped push him aside and then shoved her pussy into my face. I took it as my reward for the suffering they had put me through. I relished every taste, and drank every drop of her sweet cum until she began to buck against my face and orgasm.
As Jason and Rachel recovered Jason moved behind me, grabbed my hair and pulled me into the floor. "You can sleep here tonight just in case we need you sometime during the night."
Although I was in tremendous pain I still managed to quietly masturbate as they settled down for sleep. When I finished my orgasm I made sure there was no remnants or evidence of my crime and licked up every drop. It had been such a taxing day that within seconds of the moment I came. I fell deep asleep. It was wonderful
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Day 2- Slave for a week part 1
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Posted:Aug 8, 2014 1:05 am
Last Updated:Aug 8, 2014 10:43 am
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I know I had slept but was not sure for how long. The basement did not have any windows so I was not even sure if it was day or night.
The first night I had a tremendous swing of emotions. I was nervous about what I had gotten myself into; for all I knew these guys were predators or worse. I always had good instincts but being tied to a pipe for hours on end had me second guessing myself. And when I was not worried about my safety I was excited about giving myself to someone completely, being forced to do things I would not have done on my own- so not much sleep at all.
When the basement door finally opened I was both relieved and excited. Jay slowly walked down the stairs and without saying anything slipped a collar and leash around my neck, untied my wrists and led me up the stairs. He led me to the kitchen and pointed at a list of chores he had written that was on the refrigerator and then ordered me to remove my panties.
First on the list was for me to make them breakfast, they wanted bacon and eggs. I did not say anything but I felt nasty and dirty and I reeked of cum and pee. My hair was matted and I was stumbling around naked in a stranger’s kitchen.
Second item on the list was to kneel by the bowl next to the sink and wait for my breakfast. This was probably the most pain I had experienced in years. From the point I served breakfast until Jay came into to feed me was over an hour and my knees felt like they were crumbling under my own weight. When Jay finally did come in the kitchen my heart melted; he looked larger than life, strong and I knew my pain would soon be over.
Jay pulled his cock from his robe and began to pee in the bowl. I had been doing this long enough to know that this was the first time he went since he woke up. This was my chance to impress him. I knew he thought this was pure torture but after I was trained in this, acquired the taste for this, I have found that strong urine was like a strong cup of coffee and that was the way I liked it. So I leaned in and started drinking from the bowl as he continued to piss directly next to my face.
When he finished without being asked I sat up and licked the tip of his dick and tried to milk him for more. Once I knew he was done I went back to my breakfast.
Once I finished I did the rest of my chores including laundry, dusting, vacuuming and dishes. When I finished I did as I was directed and went back to my basement mattress and waited for directions.
I waited for several hours before Keith came downstairs. He told me that he has been hard since our encounter the previous night and said he needed a blowjob. Again I fucked up, I fell in love with his cock the moment I put it in my mouth and did not waist anytime unzipping his jeans and stuffing his semi-erect penis into my mouth.
Before I had a chance to make him hard, Jay rumbled down the stairs. I know now it was a set up. I was his for the week and he had not given me permission to suck anyone else. Keith moved away as Jay removed his belt.
He struck me hard with it on my bare ass and the initial pain nearly caused me to pass out. “Fucking cunt…”He said as he struck me a second time. “You exist to do as I say, nothing else. You are nothing but an item I own.” He continued and struck me again.
At that point I started crying but I said nothing because I knew I was wrong. I had made a commitment and I had failed so I was committed to take what I deserved. In such a short time I realized how Jay was a great gift to me and I knew deep down that he was doing this for my own good. In less than 24 hours I was falling for him, hard.
I counted ten extremely hard swats with the belt before he stopped. “I am sorry sir.” I whimpered. “Thank you for showing me.”
He then pulled me up by the hair and drug me to my bags, ordered me to pick out something slutty and take a shower. “The shower is the first door to the left when you go upstairs.”
When I was finished Jay took my leash and he and Keith led me to their car. They ended up taking me to China Sea and just as I had since I got there I was not permitted to eat with utensils. With my leash still in Jay’s hands and in front of a dozen people I ate at the table like a dog.
When we finished they took across town to their friends Rachel and Jason’s place. As soon as Rachel opened the door she giggled and pointed, “Kitchen is that way get to it.”
I looked at Ray for his approval and he nodded. This night had been planned out quite well. There were a lot of dishes to do and I wondered how many more of their friends need their house cleaned and what they had planned for me for the rest of the night and instantly I got hard.
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A Kinky Tranny Sub
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Posted:Aug 6, 2014 1:22 am
Last Updated:May 15, 2015 1:09 am
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I just got back from a vacation that started here, on AdultFriendFinder six months ago.
It started with a message I got from a gay couple around Virginia Beach. It was one of those messages I tend to delete, ignore or reply with the same word content as was sent to me, it simply asked “are you a faggot?”
I must have been in a pretty good mood that day because I did reply and I simply said, “Why yes I am.”
For the next two months we exchange stupid messages just like that, he would ask a question and I would answer. It did not take long for me to figure out what he was looking for; he was looking to see what my limits were and if I was really who I was claiming to be.
Even though I asked he never seemed to share anything about himself or his other half until it seemed he had the questions answered that he needed answered. “Are you really submissive?” “Do you really like golden showers?” “Would you do public sex?” “Would you be tied up, dildo’s, public humiliation, spanked, whipped?”
Once I answered all his questions, he seemed to loosen up a bit and finally started to share information. His name was Keith and he and his boyfriend had been together for 5 years. For the first two years they were together they had a great sex life but his boyfriend Jay was getting more and more rough and sadistic in bed and that was not what Keith had signed up for so they signed up on adultfriendfinders to find someone that Jay could be a bit more kinkier with and he hoped that I would be that person.
Yes he used the word sadistic when talking about his boyfriend and yet I continued to answer emails from Keith. And yes for some strange reason I masturbated to the thought of being forced to do whatever Jay told me to do.
Once Keith finally to Jay about what he was setting up, he asked me to broadcast my webcam but asked that I be dressed like one of the pictures in my profile and gave me a list of the things I would need to do for Jay. I followed his directions.
Once we connected I got the chance to see both of them for the first time. Keith looked a bit younger than his age (31) but Jay seemed a bit older than his age of 44. Basically Keith looked young and thin, Jay older and chubby. “Is this Kristy?”
I answered in the character I thought he wanted. “Yes master.”
“I am not interested in that bullshit, when I ask you a question the only thing I am interested in hearing is yes sir or just keep your fucking mouth shut and do what I say, do you understand?” Jay asked, while Keith looked a little sympathetic sitting a bit back from the webcam.
“Yes sir.”
“This is a test to see if you are who you say you are. Stand up, take your dress off and stand where I can get a good look at you.”
I did as he asked and continued to as he barked out a string of orders.
The first being to spread my legs and use the largest dildo I had on myself, which happened to be an 11 inch monster, without lubrication. When he said it I honestly thought I would fail but strangely enough while I was bent over and exposed like that I felt an odd determination like I would do it or die trying. It felt as though I was ripping myself in two but the determination allowed for me to get it inside me pretty quickly.
I fucked myself gently as Jay chuckled, “You are one stupid ass fucking cunt to just do what some stranger over the internet tells you to do. You can stop, but leave the fuck rod in your ass and try to hold it in as long as you can. Turn around, let me see that useless twig between your legs.”
I did as he told me to and as usual, with my penis not being erect it had retracted inside my balls.
“Keith was right about guys like you, guys that have a micro penis have no self-esteem and crave attention even if it is sadistic attention. He did tell you want I wanted to see didn’t he?”
“Yes sir.” I responded as I picked a glass that I had set next to the computer.
“Good, then show me.”
As nervous as I was, I was about to show Jay something that not a lot of people get to see- how a transgendered person with a micro penis urinates. I used my thumb and forefinger on either side of where my penis should be to cause it to pop out of my ball sack. Then I stretched it as far as I could toward the glass and immediately started to fill it with pee. I had prepared myself for this since Keith had warned me about Jay’s fetish so the stream continued to flow until the level had nearly reached the top of the glass.
Once I had finished I approached the webcam to make sure Jay had a clear view and began to down the glass of urine as most men would down a glass of beer. Once finished I tilted the glass and lest the last few drops run onto my tongue and then finished by licking the rim of the glass.
Jay then told me to masturbate into my hand and finish off by licking up my cum. This is where luck comes into play. I have been taking hormones on and off for years and it is a task to make my clit hard but luckily for me the one thing that can trigger an orgasm was being fucked in the ass. Lucky for me I had a dildo already shoved in there.
One hand I used to fuck myself, the other I used to diddle myself with while Jay looked on sadistically.
As soon as I felt my orgasm near I let the dildo go and cupped it underneath my penis and as per usually when I orgasm after being fucked with my mouth still tasting like a urinal my orgasm is explosive and there as a massive amount of fluid to follow.
I got even closer to the webcam so Keith and Jay watch as I licked up every drop of sperm from my hand.
During the orgasm the dildo had slipped from my ass but jay had noticed. “Now fuck yourself again hard, do until I tell you to stop you fucking useless ass cunt.”
All I could do at that point was comply. I had to trust Jay because he had given me the biggest orgasm of my life and that was over the internet, I had to experience what he had planned for me once we met
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Personal Update
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Posted:Jul 17, 2013 12:20 am
Last Updated:Jul 17, 2013 12:37 am
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Wow a lot of time passed and I had to struggle a LOT to get to where I am now. Most of what I wrote about was things that made me into who I was, this is about who I am and not a to read, I lied, but mostly I lied to myself. I always talked about my 3 inch pebout how I got here.
1st and foremost I love women, all shapes, all sizes. The stronger they are, the more they are able to keep me in my place, the more powerful the attraction is.
Its the truth that strong woman tells that drives me insane with lust.
Even though I swore to tell the whole truth for the whole worldnis, or even my nearly 3 inch penis, like it would make any difference- its not even close to that.
That is what made me the cuckold faggot I am. That is the reason I haven't owned men's underwear in ten years. That is why I look the way I do. But I can say that I have never been happier. When straight guys slap my ass when I am dressed like a slut tells me I have something going for me.
Oh and don't worry, I may be a cocksucker but I would never put your cock in my mouth without telling you my clit may be a bit to big for your tastes.
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Dating Again
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Posted:Dec 13, 2012 1:35 am
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It had been years since I had dated. I mean a real date, with a real woman. In fact I do not believe my wife and I even dated, we had met online and already knew what the each wanted.
Now I was going to attempted to do it again thanks to the promise I made my wife about making one of her fantasies come true.
Even after the promise I was finding it very difficult to find someone online. I knew I could not be completely honest with women that i emailed as in "I am married with a 3 inch cock, looking for a woman to date."
Steve had been cuckolding me for about six months before I finally met someone that seemed interested in going out. The email she sent me was "Hi, I liked your picture but could you give me one with all of you in the picture and not just your face."
Two things were bad about that, the first being, I was worried she wanted a naked picture and there was no way I could do that. The second, I could not think of a picture I had of me dressed like a real man.
So I scrammbled to have a picture taken just for her and sent it off with a note asking if she was sure it was okay if I was married.
I got a near instant reply. She thought I was cute and that as long as it was okay with my wife it was okay with her.
This was exactly the type of date my wife was looking to have me make. But we did not set up a date that night, instead we talked about movies and tv, favorite foods and what our favorite color was.
When finished online I told Dawn all about it and she was more excited about it than I was. When I told her that I had not set up a first date yet she was very disappointed. In a way I was surprised at how little jealousy she showed. As it seemed she rivaled me.
Yet when our date finally happened I was treated to what would become a ritual for us. Dawn would inspect to make sure my penis was shaved and I was wearing panties, just in case any sexual contact might occur.
But nothing would happen, not that night and not for weeks to come. I have to assume that was more my doing than hers because I was extremely shy and made no moves.
Lisa would change all of that would change when we went to see Sin City. Sometime during the movie she let her hand rest in my lap. For over an hour she diddled around in my lap while attempting to find my erection.
But I was too nervous for that, instead I just moaned a bit whe I thought I should be moaning.
That was when I realized some type of sexual contact was going to happen whether I was nervous or not. After the movies I told her that I really liked where we were headed and since my wife and I had an open relationship it was time for them to meet.
It surprised me on how fast she agreed to dinner at my house.
Dawn was delirious
I ended up promising if Lisa aggreed I would set something up for the weekend.
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Interlude- random thoughts VIII
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Posted:Dec 9, 2012 11:59 am
Last Updated:Aug 5, 2014 11:22 pm
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To really get to know a real cuckold you have to know the Cuckoldress. I know, and you should too, it is not always an easy life.
Yes she is in charge in the bedroom and yes she has the pick of cocks to suck and fuck but the sissy faggot at home can be high maintenance.
You may wonder how if he/she does as he/she is told but that sissy that will suck her loves cock can become quite short/bitchy when he has not received the needed humiliation at home.
When a couple is married for a period of time they start to have real feelings for each other and that is above and beyond all the lovers one might have and it can be quite hard to continue to humiliate the lowly cuckold.
For instance we would go through a stretch when when my wife had a regular bull for three years (Steve) where my wife was so happy that she forgot I have needs. Yes she would tell me she loved me every day but it became a lot more rare for her to degrade me or humiliate me.
I started to long to hear her call me a faggot or needle dick and of course this by extension made it rare for her lover to do those things. So most of the time I was depressed and I had no way of telling them how I felt.
I spent most of my life thinking that I was simply a toy to be used and discarded until my wife (who knew me better than myself) proved that it was not the case. She did that by showing that I needed certain things in my life, even when I did not fully understand why.
That came when se proved to me I was not only okay with watersports but there were times when I actually needed it. Especially when I was not being degraded in other ways.
Over time this played itself out in other ways. Not so much as a regular part of my sex life but as a way of demanding more attention.
The last personal account that I wrote about was the last negative comment that I received for over a year. And as that year passed I only heard "Oh honey, I love you so much." or "That looks good on you, where did you get that dress." All this did was make me sick to my stomach.
I wanted to tell her, "Have you forgot my sissy little needle dick?" But I remained the good little cuckold and said nothing.
I cannot blame her though, women really have a tough time with humiliation. In most cases it has to be taught. They cannot believe that a man, any man would get turned on by this type of behavior.
So six months into the lovey-dovey part of our relationship I had my first "accident" and wet the bed. Of course I had done this before but it was always a extremely negative experience, one that I wanted to hide from the world (regardless of the fact I had been slightly aroused at times)
This time when I woke to my wet sheets and soacked panties I seemed somewhat content. Instead of getting up and stripping the bed I went back to sleep stetched out on my now cold sheets.
When I woke up I confessed this to my wife.
"Oh my god, this is why you do not sleep with me. You need to clean your room up you fucking sick twisted faggot."
The way she attempted to humiliate me was different this time. There was no glimmer in her eye, no double look to see if I enjoyed her humilating words. This time she meant what she said and Oddly it turned me on even more.
So over time when I really felt the lack of "bad attention." I would repeat the act to stimulate my wifes wrath. And before I started to receive regular humiliating comments again I had wet myself repeatedly- just to get that negative resonse.
And anytime she or steve wanted to participate in watersports they would use my room so that had no fears of messing up any other part of the house.
I was okay with gettin my attention that way. Yet something strange happened right before our first major arguement. Dawn told me were going to go out and get me a new bed because my bedroom was digusting and I resisted. I realized that that room had become a big part of my sexual identity and it felt like she was going to take that away from me.
Every night, when i opened my bedroom door, the aroma was a reminder of my humiliation and my sex. I had worked nearly a year to get it that way and now she was going to take it away AND tell me how much she loved me.
That was the first (and as it turned out) the only time I put my foot down. I liked my room just the way it was. I explained, it was in the back of the house, it was shut off and it wasn't "that bad."
She disagreed. But when I explained how she had been leaving me out of her love life by treating me so nice, she relented. But it took me explaining how I cannot live without being told how useless, or how pathetic my little penis was.
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Proving She was Right about Golden Showers
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Posted:Dec 8, 2012 2:03 am
Last Updated:Dec 9, 2012 11:04 am
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Every time my wife brought it up, everytime anyone in my past brought it up, I doubted them. I was just a toy and cuckold to use. It was never about what I liked or what I fantasized about. I would have sworn to it under oath.
If I was wrong about that I would be wrong about everything. How could anyone know me better than I know myself?
I had just finished cuming and I was still trying to nurse Steve's cock for the last few drops of his sperm when my wife gave me a rare bit of attention. She pushed her index finger into my ass
I always relish the times she gives me physical attention so I thanked her by moaning and pushing toward her.
While I was getting that atttention Steve moved around and placed his balls in my face, I assumed he wanted me to suck them. I guided him closer to my lips but he pushed my hand away. I could not help but notice how good he smelled with the mixture of my wife and his juice.
So I just laid their and enjoyed my wife fucking me with her finger. It had been a long time since I got to enjoy this without my cock cage on I was not about to complain.
I could feel myself getting aroused and all I could do was pray that she continued until I came for the second time. Instead as soon as she could tell I was capable of getting aroused again she pulled her finger out of me and proceeded to put my chastity device back on.
I was extremely frustrated but instead of complaining I just waited for further instructions. "I saw how you looked at me when I told Steve you liked watersports."
It did not take long for me to figure out where this was going. So I prepared myself like I do all my wifes degrading experiences, I just emptied my mid and went with everything I was told.
Dawn then stood up and straddled me. I was a bit surprised,in fact I had to check out Steve's reaction I could not believe that he would allow this in his beautiful home but I was wrong, he winked at me and slapped me with his cock.
I felt the first splash of her drizzle on my caged cock. It was small, like she was reluctant but after a few seconds it became more insistant.
I tried to lose myself in Steve's cock and attempted to lick the base of his dick but he pulled it away. I had no way to keep my mind occupied except to experience what was happening to me.
My wife moved closer to my ches, but as she the first drops of her pee hit my chin her stream slowed and then died all together. I was greatful and hoped that that part of our sex was finally over.
I was wrong. "Open your mouth." Steve ordered.
This had been planned, my wife did not appreciate the look I gave her when she said I liked golden showers now I was paying for it.
When I opened my mouth Steve took aim and gently sprayed my tongue with his pee and then pulled back away. I swallowed what was in my mouth and waited.
My wife had returned to penetrating me with her finger so I finally had a destraction to get my mind off my urine stained clothes but I still had my cock cage to deal with.
I looked around for Steve, I was hoping I could at least masterbate him while I was being finger fucked
I reached for him but he was too far away. "I have to respect your wishes, if you do not like it I wont force it on you.
He miss understood me, I never implied I did not like his cock, just that I was not as excited over golden showers as my wife had said I was.
Yet deep down I knew what they were doing. They were minipulating me into confessing a desire for what seemed like a shared fetish of theirs.
"No, I love your cock, please."
"If you liked it, you would like all of it."
My penis was starting to hurt from straining against the chastity device, it didnt matter, this time I liked the pain. "I do like it all, I am your toy to use." I confessed while I realized this was the most I have spoke during sex, probably in my whole life.
"What do you like?" Steve asked.
"Everything that comes out of that sexy cock."
Steve moved closer, in range for me to take his cock in my hand but he rebuffed all of my advances, instead he demanded I be more specific.
"I like your golden showers, now please."
"What do you like about them?" He continued to interigate me.
"Everything, I like how you make me dirty, I like how it tastes, I like everything."
He then stood over me while he dangled his cock just over my lips. "What do you want?"
"I want it please."
"What do you want?" He repeated.
"I want you to go in my mouth please, sir."
He laughed but continued. "What do you want in your mouth?"
"Your pee sir, please."
They had me, I was asking, nearly begging for him to spray me with his pee, I was both disgusted and excited at the humiliation I was experiencng.
"So you really must like it then."
I did, at that moment I wanted it more than anything else in the world. I begged for him to give it to me."
He dropped his cock into my mouth, I closed my lips around his thick shaft and was treated to a mouthful of his pee. I swallowed, and then swallowed again and again until he finished relieving himself.
When he finished he removed his cock and moved around to wear Dawn was finger fucking me. She removed her finger and then stood back up over me.
Steve picked up my legs and put them on his shoulders while my wife squated near my face. I strained to touch her clit with my tongue and the asked for her to give me more.
Just as Steve pushed his cock inside me my wife pissed in my face. It was the ultimate humiliation and I realized this strange fetish was good for me.
I deserved it and at that realization I did something I never did before. While locked away in my extra small chastity device I had an orgasm, a painful disjointed orgasm but an orgasm all the same.
Soaked and humiliated beyond believe I looked Steve directly in the eye and pleaded for him to fuck me harder.
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