A Changed Man

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A Changed ManPart One – BeginningsIt had to happen one day I guess. I had such a collection of porn on my hard drive, that it was inevitable that one day my wife would stumble across it. It wouldn’t have been so bad if it was average, everyday porn, but my collection consisted of more ‘specialist’ images. There were pictures of shemales with big hard cocks dressed in suspenders, pictures of submissive men bound and punished by a Mistress and even some pictures of out and out gay sex. Then there were the stories which I had downloaded. Tales of men being enslaved by strict Mistresses and turned into submissive slaves or even feminised completely and being forced to take female hormones and dress as slutty women before being whored out to suck cock.My wife went mad, yelling at me and calling me a pervert for what seemed like hours. Eventually, she said “Right! You seem to like the idea of becoming a sissy slave! Well. guess what? Its gonna happen – from now on you will be MY slave!” The look on her face told me she was deadly serious and when she ordered me to remove my clothes I tried to complain but she threatened to pack her bags and leave me so I had no choice but to comply.As I stood naked before her, she started to point and laugh at my cock, telling me how pathetic and useless it was. “Your tiny dick was never much good to me anyway!” she laughed, “I can’t remember the last time it gave me an orgasm” she continued, “Well from now on its not even gonna come near me! You will never have the pleasure of fucking me again” she said. Before I could say a word, she carried on – “If I want sex, I will go out and find myself a REAL man. One who doesn’t want to be a girl. You will only service me with your tongue. Whenever I want.” She then ordered me to remain standing where I was as she disappeared off into the bedroom.Before I could even begin to analyse the situation I was in, she returned carrying some of her underwear. “Now then, my slut” she said, “Lets see what you look like in these”. She handed me the underwear and ordered me to put it on. I began pleading with her, but again she threatened to leave me for good. I pulled on the black panties. The feel of them made my cock start to harden which didn’t go un-noticed. “I see my slut likes her new clothes!” I blushed and then put on the suspender belt. Rolling the first stocking up my leg made me get even more erect and by the time the second one was on, my erection was obviously bulging out in the panties. The bra matched the panties and when I had all the items on, my wife told me to start masturbating. Rubbing the front of my panties she told me that if I didn’t do as she said there would be big trouble. With the mood she was in I knew I had to do what she wanted.I reached into my panties, pulled my cock out and slowly began to masturbate. “Close your eyes dear”, she said “I want you to look like you’re enjoying it!”. As I stood there stroking my cock I was suddenly aware of a flash! Quickly opening my eyes I saw my wife with our digital camera in her hand. “Carry on!” she snapped at me, so I reluctantly started to masturbate again, aware that she was taking a lot of pictures of me in my humiliating position. Soon I was on the verge of cumming. For some reason I was finding my predicament a bit of a turn on and the feel of the female clothes made me even hornier. “Stop!” she commanded. “Take your hand off your cock NOW!”. She knew how close I was to shooting my load and as I released my grip my cock stood bobbing in the air with a drip of precum glistening on the tip. She put the camera down and moved behind me where she quickly grabbed my wrists. Before I knew it, both my hands were tied behind my back with the cord from her dressing gown which was hanging nearby. She then moved back to stand in front of me and looked down at my still hard cock. “Mmmmmm, it looks like all this is making you pretty horny, slut! Do you like to be dressed as a girl for me?” she asked.I guess I took too long to answer as suddenly she grabbed my balls and squeezed them really hard in her hand. As I cried out in pain, she just laughed and told me that this was just the beginning. She then told me to get my sissy ass into the spare bedroom and spend the night thinking about what the future might have in store for me. With that, she pushed me out into the hall and slammed the door behind me.That first night passed very slowly for me as I lay on the small single bed dressed in female underwear with my hands securely tied behind me. My aching cock was hard for most of the night but I couldn’t get my hands free to touch it. My mind was racing with thoughts of what she might decide to do with me now that things had got this far. Although I was scared, I was also excited at the prospect of becoming her slutslave. If only I’d known just how far she intended to go…Part Two – Training BeginsShe woke me early in the morning and untied my hands before sitting down beside me on the bed and telling me that today was the first day of the rest of my life. From now on I was only to address her as Mistress and I was not allowed to speak without permission. If I did not follow her commands and do exactly what she requested at all times she would not hesitate in sending the photos she had taken of me the previous night to all of my friends and family. She told me that my body was now her property to use however she wanted.Things were starting to get serious I thought as I stood washing myself in the shower she had instructed me to take. I was still feeling horny though and wanted nothing more than to jerk myself off but my wife was standing in the doorway watching me to make sure that I didn’t touch ‘her property’. Once I had dried myself off she told me to go into her bedroom to put on the clothes she had decided I was to wear. I couldn’t believe what I saw laid out on the bed. She couldn’t really expect me to wear these things! “Get dressed slut!” she ordered. I tried to complain but was silenced with a hard slap on the ass and the threat of my mother seeing the photos. Quietly I dressed. “There you go” she said, “that wasn’t so bad was it? Now look at yourself in the mirror and see what a slut you look”. Slowly I walked over to the full length mirror in the corner of the room. I looked ridiculous. Black fishnet stockings, suspender belt, silk black oanties and a black basque were topped off with a small leather mini skirt and a white blouse. “Hmmm I can see theres still alot of work to be done before you’re a proper little slut” my wife laughed! “Now come with me”…I meekly followed her into the lounge. In front of the TV she had placed a hard wooden chair. Several lengths of rope were laying beside it on the floor. I followed her instructions and sat on the chair with my legs apart, facing the TV. Within minutes my hands were tied behind me and my ankles were tied to the front chair legs. She then told me that she was going out and without another word, she pressed play on the VCR, turned and left. The TV lit up and straight away I recognised one of my favourite porn films playing on the screen in front of me. Damn! I thought I’d hidden those somewhere she’d never find them! This particular film was a hardcore BDSM movie starring a big titted shemale submissive getting thoroughly used at a bondage party. Immediately, my erection sprung back into life, still bursting with the need to cum it seemed like forever until the end credits started to roll on the TV screen.The tape rewound itself, only to begin playing again almost straight away. My cock was straining under my skirt as I watched the shemale onscreen get fucked anally by a group of guys when suddenly I heard the door open and my wife entered the room carrying lots of bags. “Well well,” she said “judging by that bulge in your skirt I’d say you’ve had fun while I’ve been gone”. She then went on to tell me that she’d been out buying a few ‘surprises’ and alot of sexy new outfits for herself. All on MY credit card of course. To my horror, she then informed me that she was going out tonight looking for a bit of casual sex with a real man. I hung my head in shame, knowing that she meant what she said. “By the way, I’ve bought you something slut” she said and reached into one of the bags. It was another video tape which she slotted into the VCR before I could see what it was. Again she pressed play and left the room.I wasn’t expecting what I saw appear on the TV screen. Gay porn. Hardcore footage of a bondage scenario featuring a submissive male being put through his paces by some well hung guys. He was tied, whipped, forced to his knees and made to suck cock until eventually he was taken in the ass by the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. My own cock throbbed and my balls ached as I watched. I’ve fantasised for so long about being fucked by other men and in my current position the images on screen were making me incredibly horny. Just then my wife returned, only this time she was naked. “Enjoying yourself, slut?” she asked. When I didn’t answer, she roughly grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked my head back. “Answer me!” she yelled. “Yes….Mistress” I replied quietly. “Good. Now I’m gonna untie you and see what you can do with that tongue of yours slut”.She untied me from the chair, but kept my hands tied behind my back and then went over and sprawled on the sofa with her legs wide open and her beautiful cunt exposed. “Now slut” she said, “get over here and get that mouth to work on my pussy”. I didn’t need telling twice and quickly knelt in front of her and leant forward, bringing my lips to her cunt. I went to work on her with my tongue, and she grabbed my head and pressed my face hard into her hot pussy. It didn’t take long to bring her to orgasm and her whole body shuddered as she pressed harder on the back of my head. When she had recovered her composure, she again made me sit, tied to the chair watching gay porn while she disappeared off to get ready for her night out. The scent of her pussy on my face, and the porn on the TV meant that my cock was still hard and throbbing.My balls ached and I wanted to cum so badly that I thought I would do anything to get an orgasm. When she came back into the room she looked stunning. There was no doubt that if she wanted a man tonight she would have no trouble getting one. I begged with her not to go and to untie me but she just laughed. I begged her to at least let me have an orgasm, but again she laughed. “That cock belongs to me now” she said, “and I’ll decide when it gets to spurt its little load. Now be a good slut and watch your film while I go out and have a little fun. I’m really very horny now and I can’t see any cocks round here big enough to satisfy me”. She laughed and with a slam of the door she was gone.It must have been quite late when she got back. I’d had to watch the gay porno at least 4 times over. My cock was still bulging as I watched the guys in action on screen. I wondered what it was like to suck cock and get a mouthful of cum, or feel a big hard cock slide inside my ass. I’ve always been totally straight but have often wondered batman escort about what it would be like with another man. “Hello my slut” my wife said as she walked in. “I hope you’ve been good while I’ve been out!” She was obviously a little drunk as she started to tell me about her night.She had gone to a club and before long was approached by the handsome, muscular owner who was obviously only after one thing. His name was Tom. He got what he wanted. My wife explained in great detail about how they had sneaked off to his office at the end of the night. About how they had fucked like a couple of horny teenagers right there on the desk. She told me that he had a huge thick cock and a big pair of cum filled balls. “In fact,” she said, “I’ve got something to show you”. Reaching carefully into her handbag I couldn’t believe it when she pulled out a used condom. The end hang heavily, full of Tom’s cum. “I didn’t like to waste it!” she laughed as she approached me with the condom. “See that? Thats the cum from a REAL man.”The condom was held right in front of my eyes and I could clearly see the thick white cum inside. “Tilt your head back and open your mouth!” she ordered. I shook my head and she reached under my skirt and grabbed my balls. Hard. Squeezing them until I reluctantly tipped my head back and opened my mouth. “Good slut,” she purred and with that, she turned the condom upside down over my face and with her other hand squeezed the cum out and into my mouth. I gagged as the cold, slimy spunk dripped onto my tongue and into my mouth. “If you want to be a slut, you’d better get used to the taste of cum” she laughed as she emptied the entire contents of the condom into my mouth. There was so much of it that I had no choice but to swallow the spunk of this man who had just fucked my wife. My wife seemed very pleased and lifted my skirt to reveal my still rock hard cock protuding over the top of my panties. “Hmmm…I bet you’d like to fuck me now” she said as she pulled my panties down exposing my throbbing cock. I franticly nodded and begged “Yes Mistress…please let me fuck you!” She laughed and then proceeded to roll the used condom onto my penis. “THAT is the nearest your pathetic cock is ever going to get to my pussy!” she sneared before getting up and leaving the room to go to bed.I was left tied to the chair, with the aftertaste of cum clinging in my mouth and a condom that had been used by another man to fuck my wife, on my cock, which still remained hard after all this time. Eventually I nodded off to sleep with the porn film still playing in the background.Part 3 – and so it goes on….The next day my wife woke early and came and untied me from the chair. My whole body ached from having to spend the night tied upright and at last my erection had subsided, although my balls still ached with the need to cum. She allowed me to shower and then led me into the bedroom and made me stand naked in front of her. She then started to explain a few of her rules to me. From now on I was hers. At all times in the house I was to wear nothing but female attire. To the outside world we would carry on as normal except that I would always be wearing female underwear if I went outside. I would continue to go to work but to stop me masturbating I would have to wear a chastity belt. She would have as many lovers as she wanted, and next time, she would bring them home for sex in our bed. I would obey her every command, and be tied up when my services were not required.After I reluctantly agreed to all of this she reached into a drawer and produced a small curved metal tube with some leather straps attached. I realised immediately that it was a chastity belt. “You’re little cock is not going to get to cum for quite some time!” she laughed as she roughly pulled my cock down through the tube before attaching the strap to hold it in place. She then put a small padlock through the rings in the strap and snapped it shut. Taking the key, she placed it in an envelope which she then sealed. She then ordered me to get dressed and go to work. When I was ready to leave the house she said that she had something for me to do on the way to the office, and handed me an envelope. As I took it I realised that it was the same envelope she had placed the key to my chastity belt in, except now there was an address written on it. Our address! “Post that for me on your way slut” “But…” I stammered. “Quiet!” she yelled. “I don’t want you secretly trying to jerk yourself off, so I figured that if the key wasn’t here, then you’ve got no chance!”. “Anyway,” she continued “it’ll be back in a couple of days, and if you’re a good boy I may even let you cum!” The thought of being able to cum caused my cock to twitch in the steel tube. As I turned to leave, my wife shouted to me “Lets just hope it doesn’t get lost in the post!”.As I walked, I thought about opening the envelope and taking the key. I could go to the mens room at work and jerk myself off. She’d never know! But then I thought of what she might do if she found out and anyway, she did say that she was going to let me cum when the key came back. …Hesitantly, I dropped the envelope into the mailbox.It was a long day at work. My cock was constantly straining in its restraint, but there was no way it could get erect. I tried to find a way of removing the chastity belt but it was too secure, but with it on, there was absolutely no way I could even touch my cock let alone jerk myself off. I also felt as if everyone in the office knew I was wearing womens panties and I was paranoid that, somehow, they DID all know. I was glad when it was time to leave off, and I walked home very slowly, unsure of what my wife may have planned for me when I get home.I quietly shut the door behind me and straight away my wife shouted from the living room. “You know the rules, slut. Go to your room and change then come in here”. I went into the spare bedroom where I was to be sleeping from now on. Laid on the bed was a selection of womens clothes. Mainly underwear but also a few tarty looking PVC outfits and several leather items. “I’ll let you choose!” she laughed from the other room “and don’t be too long!” I slowly took off my own clothes and then proceeded to get dressed for my wife. I chose black silk stockings/suspenders, black bra and panties with a black PVC mini skirt and a see through black lace top. As soon as I was fully dressed my cock again tried to harden but to no avail. My balls ached as they felt the cool touch of the panties. Taking a deep breath, I turned and went into the living room where my wife was waiting for me. She was standing in the centre of the room in a skin tight black dress which really showed off her incredible cleavage and a pair of black leather thigh boots with at least a 6 inch heel. She looked stunning and I could think of nothing else but how good it would feel to fuck her there and then. “Stop!” she barked as I entered the room. “From now on you will always be on your knees in my presence!…now, kneel and then crawl over here you pathetic slut!”As I knelt before her she told me that she had something for me and then from behind her back she produced a long, blonde wig. She wasted no time in positioning in it on my head. She then stood back and said “Good, you look more like a proper girl now, slut!” She then took out the camera and said “We’d better have another few pictures while you’re looking so pretty!” and proceeded to take several photographs of me dressed as a slut and kneeling submissively on the floor. “Now, follow me” she ordered as she walked seductively off towards her bedroom.I followed as fast as I could on my hands and knees. “Lay on the floor under the bed!” she said. I did as instructed and slid myself on my back under the bed. My hands and feet were then tied to each leg of the bed until I was completely helpless. My wife then told me that she was going out to meet Tom again tonight, and she planned to bring him back to our house and fuck his brains out right here on the bed. “Just think,” she said, “you’ll be able to hear what its like when a real man fucks me!” She then turned and left, leaving me with nothing to do but lie there thinking about what she had just said.It was only about 2 hours before I heard her key in the door. She was not alone however as I immediately heard a mans voice talking to my wife. Almost straight away they came into the bedroom. From my position, all I could see were their feet moving towards the bed. They were obviously kissing as I saw my wifes dress drop to the floor. She stepped out of it and fell backwards onto the bed still wearing her deliciously high heeled thigh boots. Tom immediatley climbed on top of her on the bed, and although they were then out of my sight, I could clearly hear them making out on the bed which bounced around above me. In minutes Toms clothes fell to the floor in a heap and I could hear my wife shouting in ecstacy “Yessss! fuck me! Let me feel that big mans cock all the way up my cunt!” In all my years of knowing her, I had never known my wife to let herself go this much. She sounded as if she were having orgasm after orgasm as Tom continued to fuck her. I was so jealous of him as I heard him cry out in passion as he released his load. My wife was still in the throws of orgasm herself, writhing and panting on the bed. After a while, they had both recovered from their wanton love making, and they just laid on the bed above me, talking. I couldn’t believe what I heard. My wife was making arrangements to meet Tom again in a couple of days time. But apparently he was going to bring a couple of his friends along too. My wife was going to take all three of them right here in this bedroom! I shuddered at the thought, and wondered what part I would play in the proceedings.After a short while, Tom explained that he had to leave to go to back to work in the nightclub which he owned in the city. As he bent to pick up his clothes I thought he would see me, but luckily the room was dark and he was probably still looking at my wifes naked body as she remained lying on the bed. My wife told him to let himself out and that she would speak to him soon.As soon as he had left, my wife crouched beside the bed and untied my wrists and ankles. “Did you enjoy that, slut?” she asked as I slid out from under the bed. As I went to get up, my wife snapped at me “Stop! I want you to stay lying there….I’ve got something for you”. She then turned to face my feet and slowly lowered her hot cunt down over my face. For a moment she kept it inches away from my lips, and I could clearly see Tom’s spunk in the folds of her vagina. “Now then slut, clean me up! I don’t want a drop of cum left inside me!” and with that she lowered herself onto my face. Immediately I could taste the cum and as I worked my tongue inside her pussy a thick gush of Tom’s spunk ran down my tongue and into my mouth. I swallowed it down and eagerly started to use my tongue to lap up the rest of his semen from my wife’s pussy.I couldn’t believe it. Here I was, licking another mans cum from my wife’s pussy escort batman and I was enjoying it. I could think of nowhere else I would rather be than with my face in my wifes freshly fucked cunt. “Now slut” I heard my wife say, “get that tongue to work in my asshole.” I didn’t need asking twice. Straight away I ran my tongue up to her puckered ass and began licking hungrily at the hole. Slowly I stiffened my tongue and pushed it inside her tight asshole. My cock pulsated in vain underneath the chastity belt, as I worked my tongue in and out of her clinging asshole as she rubbed her clit and brought herself to orgasm. She then stood up, and looked down at me laying there on the floor. “Good work, slut” she said. “Tomorrow night, me and you are gonna have a little fun by ourselves. Just you and me. If you’re good, I may even let you have an orgasm!” She laughed as she gestured for me to leave.I slowly crawled out of the room, my balls throbbing from wanting to cum so desperately. As I dozed off to sleep I could think about nothing else but my need to cum. My balls churned in anticipation as I thought about getting that chastity belt off and finally being able to shoot my load. I just hoped my wife didn’t change her mind!Part 4 ..over and overThe next day was pretty much the same as the last. I went to work as usual, complete with chastity belt and female panties under my clothes. The only difference was that I practically ran home, I was so desperate to check that the key had made it back in the post. Before my wife would tell me anything, I again had to go and get dressed up like a slutty girl, with my long blonde wig and even a pair of high heeled shoes which my wife had bought for me earlier in the day. I then went and knelt before my wife who told me that yes, she had got the key back that morning and tonight, if I was a good ‘girl’ I would get to have an orgasm. She then ordered me to clean the house and make her some dinner. I was then told to eat and have a shower and wait for my wife in her bedroom.When she entered the room, I could not believe how ravishing she looked. Again she had on her thigh boots, but this time she had stockings underneath and her breasts were pushed up together by a tight leather basque. Her hair was sc****d back in a ponytail making her look very strict as she tied me into the hard wooden chair I had spent the previous night in.”So….” she asked, “do you think I should let you cum tonight?” I nodded “Yes Mistress”. “Beg me!” she snapped! “Please Mistress, I beg you to let me have an orgasm!” I sobbed, desperate not to upset her in any way. “I need to cum so badly Mistress!” I continued as she took a couple of photographs of me with the digital camera. Then the moment I had been waiting for. She knelt in front of me and unlocked the chastity belt. As she removed it, my cock immediately sprang up into a full, throbbing erection, finally free from its entrapment. “My my,” she said “you DO need to cum don’t you!” she laughed as she looked at my hard cock. “Please let me cum!” I begged again. “Ok..if that’s what you want” she chuckled as her hand closed around my aching erection.It felt so good as she started jerking me off, that I knew it wouldn’t take very long for me to cum. I tried to hold back but after what seemed like only seconds I knew I could take no more. Suddenly, my wife produced a small glass jar with her free hand and held it to the end of my cock just in time to catch the first thick spurt of cum which flew from my cock. It must have been the biggest load of cum i’ve ever seen and my wife collected it all in the glass jar. She then abruptly stopped stroking my cock and stood up. She placed the jar on the mantelpiece next to a clock. She then told me that seeing as I was so eager to cum, then that is what I will do. She told me that, every half an hour she would come in and masturbate me again, each time collecting my spunk in the jar. When the jar was full she would stop and that would be the last time she would touch my penis. Ever. She told me that from then on, my cock would never again be touched by a female for the rest of my life. I grimaced at the thought and as I looked at the jar on the mantelpiece, I knew I was in for a long night. My wife chuckled as she left the room.The hands on the clock ticked slowly and sure enough exactly half hour later my wife returned. My cock was still half hard as once again she expertly masturbated me until I shot another load into the jar. Without a word she put the jar back on the mantelpiece and exited the room. The third time she came in it took longer for me to cum and my penis was a little sore by the time I had spilled another, smaller load into the jar. Before she returned again I looked at the jar and groaned to myself as I saw it wasn’t even half full.Over and over again I was made to cum in the jar. My cock was sore, and the orgasms were not enjoyable. After the sixth time my wife said “Well, you WANTED to cum tonight you little slut!” and it was true. Earlier I would have killed to be allowed the pleasure of an orgasm, but now I didn’t care if I never had another one as long as I lived. By the eighth visit I produced nothing more than one tiny droplet of thin, watery cum. As my wife turned to leave the room I cried out “Please, I don’t want to cum anymore!” She turned and glared at me. “But the jars not full yet slut, are you sure you want to stop. Remember, this is the last time I, or any other female is ever going to touch this pathetic little cock of yours.” I sighed as she stood looking me up and down. She started to rub my cock, and I knew I couldn’t cum again as my sore penis started to stiffen. “Please stop” I sighed and straight away she took her hand away. She then untied my right hand before going to the mantelpiece and getting the jar of cum. Handing it to me she told me to drink. Reluctantly I raised it to my lips and began to tip the slimy contents into my mouth. “Good girl!” my wife laughed as she watched me drink the entire contents. When the jar was empty, she tied my hand back up to the chair, and began to fasten the chastity belt back into place over my sore, shriveled cock. After locking the padlock, she laughed and said “You’d better get used to this now, slut! You’re not gonna be seeing your cock for quite some time!”She then turned and left the room, once again leaving me tied to the chair with the taste of cum still in my mouth. The strange thing is, the taste was quite nice. I couldn’t believe it, I had drunk several loads of cum but I still wanted more! Even after being forced to cum so many times, my cock started to harden inside the confines of the chastity belt as I drifted off to sleep, dreaming about swallowing more hot sticky cum.Part 5 – humiliationThe next day passed slowly at work and I was tired all day from having cum so much the previous night. Opening the front door of our house I was greeted by my wife, standing waiting for me. “Hello slut!” she said as I entered. “Before you get changed, we’re going for a little drive. I have a present for you for being such a good slut”. She then ushered me back out of the door and into the car. As she got behind the wheel, she looked at me and smiled.We soon pulled up in a part of the city I didn’t really know. My wife instructed me to follow her as we got out of the car and walked down a small side street. She then opened the door to a small shop and as we entered, I looked up at the sign to see exactly where we were. My heart sank. It was a Tattoo Shop and Piercing Parlour.”Hi Dave” she said to the heavily tattooed long haired biker who stood behind the counter. “Here she is, just like a told you!” she laughed and pointed to me as I stood nervously in the corner. “Ok”, Dave said “follow me”.We were led into a small clinical looking room and I was told to remove all of my clothes apart from my panties. I nervously looked at Dave and he laughed as I began to undress. I was then told to lie on the leather bench that stood in the centre of the room. I couldn’t really see what Dave was doing, but my wife said “Don’t worry slut, it won’t hurt much!”. Suddenly I felt a cold spray on my left nipple and I looked round to see Dave standing over me with a piercing gun in his hand! My god! He was going to pierce my nipple. “Please Mistress…..no!” I gasped as I felt a swift sharp pain in my slightly numbed nipple. Looking down I saw a small silver ring being threaded through the newly made hole. “You see” my wife laughed “that wasn’t so bad was it? Now be a good girl as we do the same to your other nipple”.It didn’t take Dave long to repeat the process on my other nipple and in no time at all both of my nipples were pierced and had silver rings inserted in them. Before I could admire my new additions, my wife told me to turn over and lay on my stomach. I wondered what else she had planned for me as I cautiously rolled over, making sure not to hurt my tender nipples as I did so. The next thing I knew I felt what seemed to be like somebody writing on my right buttock. Straining to look round I saw that it was Dave. “Do you know what’s happening next slut?” my wife asked. I shook my head no and she explained further. “You’re getting a tattoo! Just a small one for now, but it will be a permanent reminder of your new position in life!” “Please, Mistress” I begged, “please don’t! I’ll do anything!” She laughed, and said “You’ll do anything I want anyway slut, now be quiet!”I groaned as I heard the tattoo gun whirr into life and closed my eyes as Dave began to tattoo my ass. It didn’t take long, before he said “There you go Ma’am, all done” and stood back to admire his work. My wife ordered me to get off the bench and kneel before her. She then made me thank her for my present. “That’s ok, slut” she laughed. “Now, slut I want you to pay Dave for his time and trouble.” “But…Mistress” I stammered..”You know I haven’t got any money!” Dave laughed and moved over to stand next to my wife. “It’s ok slut, I made an arrangement with Dave earlier. You see, he was telling me how he loves nothing more than a good blowjob. I happened to mention that I knew a hot little slut who loves the taste of cum and, well, here we are!”My heart sank as Dave unzipped and dropped his pants. “Go on, slut” my wife said, “you know what you’ve got to do”. Again I tried to plead with her but she reached down and roughly grabbed one of my sore nipples. “Do it slut” she barked “and make sure you do a good job!” Slowly, I turned on my knees and straight away was greeted by the sight of Dave’s cock, already half hard, bobbing in front of my face. “Kiss it” my wife whispered in my ear. I cautiously moved my head forward and nervously kissed the tip of Dave’s cock. As I heard my wife laugh, my own cock twitched within my chastity belt and straight away I knew I couldn’t resist. Again I moved my head forward, but this time I opened my mouth fully and slowly took the head of Dave’s cock in my mouth. Immediately, I saw a flash, and without having to look, I knew that my wife had just taken another photo of me. I cursed to myself and briefly batman escort bayan wondered what it was that she planned to do with all the photographs she was taking.I’d often wondered what it would feel like to suck another mans cock and as I knelt with Dave’s hardening member in my mouth I knew that I liked it! I had already started to enjoy the taste of cum and now I was enjoying performing oral sex on another man. Overcome with desire, I started to move my lips on Dave’s penis, working my head up and down as I tried to swallow his entire cock. By now my own cock was throbbing as my wife continued to take pictures of me hungrily sucking. “Make him cum, slut!” my wife sneered and I sucked harder, wanting to taste a hot load of fresh spunk in my mouth. Suddenly, Dave grabbed my head and as his cock gave a huge throb I knew he was about to cum. I wasn’t wrong, and straight away, I felt the first thick glob of spunk hit the back of my throat. As his cock shot the rest of its load into my mouth I swallowed as much as I could, but some of his spunk escaped from my lips and dripped out of my mouth and down my chin.As I swallowed the last of his cum Dave pulled his cock from my lips. My wife said “Say cheese!” and took a close up picture of my face, with cum dripping from my mouth and Dave’s semi hard cock laying against my cheek. As I went to lick the remaining cum from around my mouth my wife told me to stop and after I had dressed she made me walk back to the car with the cum still there on my face. I was so embarrassed as the occasional passer by gave me a strange look and I was glad when we got back home. “Now get changed, slut and then meet me in my bedroom.”The bra hurt my nipples as I put it carefully on and I chose g-string panties so as not to irritate my sore, tattooed buttock. After putting on my wig and high heels, I crawled through to my wife’s bedroom. “Take a look in the mirror slut” she said. I turned my ass towards the mirror so that I could finally see what the tattoo was. Although it was in reverse in the mirror, I could clearly see that I now had the words ‘cock sucking cum slut’ permanently tattooed in half inch letters on my ass. “Now, I want you to run along and make me some dinner. Then I want you to put on your most slutty looking outfit and wait in your room until you are called”.PART 6 – more humiliationI waited quietly in my room as my wife had instructed. I was dressed in my high heels, a pair of hold-up fishnet stockings, a black PVC mini skirt and a black PVC basque. I had pushed my chest up so I had a a very slight bust and my wig was in place on my head. Under my skirt I was wearing a tiny black pair of panties which clearly showed the shape of my chastity belt encased cock.Suddenly, I heard our door bell ring! I panicked a little as I wondered who it was at the door. What if they came in and saw me dressed like a slut? I listened carefully as my wife went to answer the door. I instantly recognised the voice of my wife’s sister who seemed to be with another couple of females. I groaned as I heard my wife invite them in and before long I could hear them all laughing and joking in the living room. I sat totally still, scared that if I made a sound they would come and find me.After a while I heard footsteps coming towards my room and the door opened to reveal my wife who was wearing an incredible outfit. She had on her thigh boots and a tiny leather miniskirt. Her breasts were barely covered by a tiny black bra and even in my worried state I could feel my cock throb as I looked at her. “Now then slut!” she said, “I’ve got a few girlfriends over and I’ve told them all about you, so you’d better be a good girl for me tonight!” My heart sank as I knew I was soon going to be totally humiliated in front of a group of women. “I’ve got a new toy too” my wife said as she produced a silver chain with a handle grip on one end and a small leather loop on the other. She told me to stand and handed me the loop end of the chain. “Attach that to your little ball sack, slut!” she ordered. I took the loop and placed it around my scrotum. It was about two inches wide so I had to pull my balls down with one hand to allow it to close properly around my scrotal skin. It was tight and pushed my balls together at the end making them throb as my wife gave the chain a yank. “Now, on your knees and follow me!” she snapped and lead me like a dog behind her as she pulled the leash on my balls.As we entered the living room the women all broke out into fits of laughter, pointing at me and calling me names. They could not believe that my wife had this much control over me. I was told to kneel in the centre of the room and I blushed as I looked around. There were five women seated around me and I could also see my wife standing in the background with a huge smile on her face. As well as my wife’s sister Julie, I also recognised one of the other women. It was Rachel, a secretary from the office where I worked! I was totally embarrassed to be seen like this in front of her. What if she told other people at work? I was a little relieved to see that the other three women were complete strangers who I had never seen before. My wife introduced them as being friends of hers who wanted to see a slut husband being used.”Now then girls” my wife said, “lets begin!” She walked over to me and stood facing away, with the cheeks of her ass right in front of my face. “Now then slut! I want you to get your tongue in my ass!” and with that she pulled up her skirt and leaned forward exposing her beautiful ass. I glanced nervously around to see the women all watching intently to see if I would do as my wife asked. “Do it NOW slut!” my wife yelled and gave the leash on my balls a tug, making them hurt as I pressed my face forward into my wife’s ass cheeks. I heard the women all clapping and laughing as I started to ease my tongue into my wife’s tight asshole, working it in and out lovingly for several minutes before my wife told me to stop. “If it wasn’t for that chastity belt I bet he’d have the biggest hard-on!” she laughed before pulling her skirt down and telling me to lean forward so that my ass was in the air.”Now lets see how he likes this!” my wife laughed as she lifted my skirt and pulled my panties down. She then poured some lubricant on my asshole. Straight away, I winced as I felt first one, then two fingers slowly working into my virgin ass. As another finger made its way into my stretched anus my cock begin to twitch and I started to enjoy the feeling as my wife finger fucked my ass. “Look how much he’s enjoying it!” the women laughed as I moaned in pleasure. Suddenly the fingers slipped out of my clenching ass and I looked round to see what my wife was going to do next. I groaned as I saw her standing behind me. A huge, realistically cock shaped strap-on dildo protruded from her crotch. She lubed it up and moved towards me. I felt the tip touch my asshole and I shivered in anticipation. Slowly, my wife pushed forward and I felt the large head of the dildo spreading the lips of my anus. I groaned as I felt it slide past my sphincter and into my ass. I pushed back, wanting to feel the whole length of the fake cock deep inside me. Once it was all the way in, my wife leant forward and said quietly in my ear “Beg me to fuck you in the ass, slut!”Again, I looked around the room and saw the five women watching as I quietly whispered “Please fuck me in the ass Mistress”. “Louder! so everyone can hear!” my wife shouted and rammed the strap-on even further into my ass. I wanted to feel the cock in my ass so bad that I didn’t care that I was in a room full of people. “Please fuck my ass Misress! I’m begging you!” I shouted. The girls all cheered as my wife grabbed my ass cheeks and began fucking my ass with long deep strokes that made my balls throb with every thrust. My wife fucked me for about ten minutes and my cock was straining in the chastity belt when she slowly pulled the strap-on from my ass, leaving me panting with ecstacy on the floor.Before I could recover I felt something else press against my sore abused anus. “To keep your sissy ass nice and ready for a fucking I’m gonna put this butt plug in you slut” my wife said. “You will wear it at all times from now on” and with a push I felt it enter my puckered ass. It slid in easily but seemed to really widen out towards the base and my ass was really stretched around it when it was finally fully in place.My wife then instructed me to lay on my back on the floor. The new tattoo on my ass cheek was painful as I did as she said but I had a fantastic view up my wife’s skirt as she stood over me and told me what was next. “My friends here are all a little horny after that display” she said. “Now then, who’s first?”I saw my wife’s sister get up from where she was sitting and as the women all giggled and laughed like naughty school girls, she eased her panties down and stepped out of them. Pulling up her skirt she then squatted over me and lowered her pussy down onto my mouth. She was an attractive woman and I didn’t need my wife to tell me what to do next. I began to eat her pussy, as the other women once again cheered me on. I pulled her ass cheeks apart so I could bury my face deep in her hot sex and used my tongue to bring her to a shuddering orgasm. When she was finished she stood up and I could still taste her juices in my mouth as my wife said “Ok girls, who’s next?”I must have spent several hours laying on the floor as I orally serviced all of the five women as well as my wife. They each took turns sitting on my face throughout the evening and my tongue ached from being buried in so many pussies and licking so many assholes. I was being totally used for their pleasure and my cock was throbbing as it tried to become erect in the chastity belt. When they had finally finished with me I was told to go to the bathroom and wash their mixed juices from my face and on returning I saw that my wife had placed the hard wooden chair in the centre of the room.As I was told to sit in the chair, my wife’s sister got a bag full of make-up and cosmetics which all of them women started looking through as my wife told me that I was going to be made up to look like a proper slut. The girls seemed to have great fun as they spent the next hour or so giving me a complete makeover. Finally, they all stopped giggling and stood back to admire their handiwork. My wife approached me with a mirror and as I looked into it I could not believe what I saw. I really did look like a girl! They had chosen cheap, trashy looking make-up but I did look very convincing with my long eyelashes, mascara, blusher and blood red lipstick. My wife then took several photos of me parading around the room like a cheap hooker before telling me to go to my room.As I sat on my bed I could feel the large buttplug stretching my bowels and my pierced nipples throbbing under my bra. Eventually I heard my wife’s guests say their goodbyes and leave. My wife then came into my room and handed me the bag full of make-up and the mirror. “You look like a proper sissy slut now!” she laughed before going on to tell me that from now on I had to wear make-up at all times when I was dressed as a girl. She then told me to get some sleep as she turned and left the room leaving me with an aching tongue and a throbbing cock.