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When you get so turned on watching your wife sexting with her boyfriend.

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You were walking by her, somehow got up the nerve to look at her, but not, of course actually talk to her, when she looked up, saw you staring at her.

"I don't sleep with losers," she said with a polite smile.

You froze, realized she was talking to you. "I...I never..."

"You didn't have to," she said, "you were obviously thinking about it."

"About...about...?" you asked, stunned.

"Sleeping with me," she said. "That's a hard no."

"I...I wasn't..."

"You may, however, buy me a coffee," she said.

"A...a coffee?"

"A coffee. Black."

"I don't understand," you mumbled.

She shook her head. "My mistake for ever suggesting it," she said, "just walk away."

"No, I...I'll get a coffee," you managed to say.

"Two," she said.

"Two?"

"One for you. God, are you always this awkward around pretty girls?" she asked, as if it wasn't obvious. She stood, held out her arm, obviously intending for you to take it.

"I'm so confused," you said, looking around, assuming someone was filming this to make a joke online.

"I know," she said. "Listen, I have a thing for boys like you, they're fun to toy with, to tease. I meant it, of course."

"Mean it?" you asked, taking her arm, tingling at a woman's touch.

"I don't sleep with losers, so don't get any ideas."

"O...okay," you mumbled, already in her clutches.

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Those legs!

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I sat on my bed, held the bear in my arms. The pink bed cover was cool and crisp on the exposed part of my thighs. I looked down at the heels, the locks that fastened them to my ankles. While I was always free to leave, I knew I could not do so except dressed like this, feminized.

The same with the chastity cage. Master had insisted I wear it from the moment we met. "I have a simple rule," he said, "a sissy is never permitted to cum. So, go to the bathroom in put on the cage. Don't worry, the moment you want it off, I'll give you the key, but that will be the last time you see me."

I remember being too turned on that first meeting, willingly put on the cage, sure I'd be out of it soon enough.

But the cage and what it meant trapped me.

When I came back from the bathroom with the cage locked on and gave him the key, he surprised me. "Thank you. Now, here's how this goes. We're not going to see each other for sixty days. But three things. First, in that time, if you want unlocked, just text me and I'll do it within the hour. But that will be it. Second, I'm going to send you a link to a video every evening, each one ten to thirty minutes. I want you to watch it before you go to bed. Third, if you're still interested at the end, we'll meet and go over my rules."

I walked out thinking I'd ask for the key back in a few days. Like, fuck him,

But then he sent the first video link, a hypnosis video titled Cock Worship. The second day, another one titled Sissy Slut Trainer. The third day, another one titled Swallow. He said I was to listen to each one every day and by the end of the first week, all I could think about was being a sissy, cock, and swallowing cum.

Why was the cage so smart? Locked, I couldn't masturbate. Unable to masturbate, I got more and more sexually excited. Sexually excited, I was more and more into his videos.

At the end of the sixty days, I was a walking mess, essentially horny all day, essentially leaking all day, desperate to cum.

When we met again, I could hardly talk, hardly breath. "Are you ready to serve me?" he asked.

"Yes," I whispered, "please, yes."

His rules were simple. I would be kept in chastity so I'd have no sexual pleasure with my penis (clit as he called it), I'd be kept feminized, and I'd do as told.

Sixty days ago I'd have told him to screw off. Now, I couldn't wait to serve him.

So there I ended up. Caged, denied, feminized, his sissy. And every day I became more aroused, until arousal was my normal state, until I hungered to serve him, until his cock became my life. I knew I had the option to leave, but I didn't want to.

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For sissies...full coverage panties are desirable because the more silken material their rears can slide around on under their slips and petti's and chiffony dresses...the more girly is reminded that she is...a pantywaist...a prissysissy that is meant to be aware of her frilly silky clothes at all times...and it makes their bottoms so much more irresistible to fondle and spank...so silky and buttery soft to the touch and fun to look at...panties that fully encase and enclose their tiny bits...the pantylines visible to Everyone under all clothes...letting her realize her true feminine self...but still a pantywaist!

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When you make love to your wife's nylon covered foot.

Doesn't that foot look delicious?

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"Jess said...she said you wanted to see me?" I said to my mother-in-law as I walked into her study, curtseyed.

She glared at me, crossed her leg; my eye went to her thigh, to the top of her stocking exposed when she moved. "I'm disappointed in you," she said.

"W...why?" I asked, looked down; to my eyes my uniform seemed perfect. I'd checked before I came in the room, my seamed stockings were straight, my maid's uniform properly done and accessorized.

"It's not your uniform," she glared, "Jess was telling me you've been reluctant to do as she's asked."

"Oh," I swallowed, wisely didn't add the that. "She...I...I mean...she said...she wants me to..."

"I know perfectly well what she wants," she looked at me, "what I don't understand is your attitude. She expressed what she wants, it's perfectly reasonable; what's unreasonable is your attitude."

"But she...she wants me to...to..."

"To suck her lover's cock. I told you I know."

"I'm sorry, Ma'am," I said, "but...but you say that like it's not a surprise."

"The only surprise is she waited this long! God knows I told her to start you months ago. Honestly, once she feminized you, you should have been sucking cock within the month."

"But...but I'm not...not..."

"Gay? As if that has anything to do with it. You're her sissy, for goodness sake, sissies need cock just as sure as a horse needs a bit."

"Ma'am!"

"I have one of my friends coming over in an hour," she looked at her watch, "we'll get this out of the way and started this afternoon."

I panicked. "Jess is...she's here."

"Well of course she's here; I wouldn't have her miss seeing you give your first blowjob."

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"Wow, he's a strong one," the ultrasound tech said, seeing the baby's movement. "He's going to be an athlete."

"Like his father," your wife said, squeezing your hand.

"What did you play?" the tech asked you.

"Him, nothing...he was in the band," your wife answered."

"I thought..."

"I'm sorry, my husband's not the father, my boyfriend's the athlete. What do you think, honey, he's going to be so proud."

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When your wife shows you the outfit she's wearing for her boyfriend.

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"That must be my boyfriend at the door," my wife said, "why don't you be a sweetie and go let him in."

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"Wow," Josh said, seeing his wife's long legs, her short skirt, her tight top.

"I thought you'd like?" she smiled at him.

"I do, I like a lot," Josh said, already thinking about coming home after their date.

"Just slow your fantasies there," she shook her head.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"I can already see your brain going a million miles an hour. I want to look pretty when we go out, don't assume that means what you're fantasizing about when we get home."

"Jen, it's been months," Josh frowned.

"I know, don't think I don't know, I just...every time you kiss me it's like I can taste it."

"Jen!"

"And see it."

"Jen, please..."

"I mean it, Josh, I just can't get the visual out of my mind, you, kneeling at the end of the bed between his legs, sucking his cock."

"Jen, you asked me to!"

"I know, I know. God, it was so hot, seeing you eagerly suck his cock, seeing you lick my pussy juices off him, seeing you swallow him. I liked it, I did, it's just...I can't see you in any other way right now."

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"What the hell are you doing?" she demanded.

"Nnnthng," you stammer, your words mumbled by the seven inch cock in your mouth.

"Nothing? Nothing?" she scowls, "that doesn't look like nothing."

"It...it's not what it looks like," you assure her reluctantly pulling your head off his cock.

"Well it looks like you're sucking cock. Again."

"It...I mean...it wasn't..."

"Wasn't what? On purpose? My god, I can't go to a premier for two nights without you 'accidentally' sucking a man's cock. Sorry, I'm Emma, and you're..."

"Jake," the muscular man smiles. "And don't listen to this one, this isn't an accident."

"I assumed as much," she said. "What did I tell you I was going to do if you did this again?"

"Emma," you beg, "please."

"What did you say you were going to do?" the man asks.

"Chastity. Permanent chastity."