“Lick my pussy,” she says through lusty moans. She pulls hard on the belt around your neck and draws you close to her cunt.
The smell is sex fills your nose. You can hear their flesh slapping together as your wife ride’s her bull’s big cock. You can see his big balls bouncing as he fills her. You can see her pussy lips stretched over his large cock, opening wider than they ever have for you.
“Lick it, cuckold,” she demands, and you extend your tongue. You lick her pussy as she rides him, but you can’t help but lick his cock too. She knew this would happen. That’s why she put that belt around your neck before sitting on his cock. She wants you to taste his dick. She wants to push your boundaries.
She stops riding and slides all the way down onto her bull’s big cock. “How does it taste, cucky?” she asks with a smile on her face.
“Good,” you say. It does taste good. It’s pure sex on your tongue. It’s her pussy juices, just a little bit of sweat, and his shaft mixed into one. It’s perfect. Your cock throbs between your legs.
“Good boy,” she says, and resumes riding her man. She wants more though. She wants you to fully embrace your place as a cuckold.
She slides off his cock and you watch it throb as a drop of pre-cum appears on the head. Your wife’s fingers wrap around the base of her bull’s big dick and she points it towards you.
“Suck his cock, cuckold,” she demands.
You hesitate and she pulls on the belt around your neck. You look up and see genuine ectasy in her eyes.
“You’ll do what you’re told, cuckold,” she says. Her voice is venomous. This isn’t a sensual request. This is an order from the woman you married. She’s determined to put you in your place. She’s determined to see you wrap your lips around that big cock, to cross a boundary most men never even approach. She wants you to become a cocksucker for her.
She grabs the belt and pulls up, forcibly turning your head upwards until your eyes meet hers. “You’re going to suck his cock, cuckold. You’ve long since proven you’re worthless as a lover, that your cock is far too small and cums far too quickly to satisfy me. It’s time for you to prove that you have some use in the bedroom. It’s time for you to become a cocksucker for me.”
Her words break your will to resist. You know she’s right. You know your cock doesn’t satisfy her. You know your place is to be a cocksucker for your wife’s bull. Your small cock feels tighter in your chastity cage as you move closer.
You open your mouth and lean forward. The spongy head of his cock presses against your tongue. You close your lips around it. You’re sucking cock now.
“Good boy,” she says. “That’s it, suck his cock. Suck his superior cock, cuckold.”
Her words soothe you. They make all your worries about being a sissy cocksucker wash away. You focus your energy on pleasuring the man that’s been fucking your wife better than you ever have….you will be next.
LOVE!!
“Are You Ready To Serve?"
No matter how liberal an age we live in, it’s always going to be embarrassing for a person to tell people that he or she identifies as another gender. If dealing with that isn’t enough, a large percentage of cross-dreamers also have to deal with a deep shame about their fantasies of forced feminisation. In such fantasies the male is forced by either a dominant male or female to dress as a woman and perform various submissive tasks and sex acts, and is verbally humiliated while doing so.
There is nothing that a cross-dreamer does in his forced feminisation fantasy that he would not want to do anyway. In reality it should be called ‘delegated feminisation’ because the dominatrix is giving him what he wants. Therefore, if the advent of a dominatrix allows him to act out his deepest fantasies, why is he being forced? Your answer maybe ‘yes, but that’s all they would be – fantasies – the advent of the dominatrix forces him to actually fulfil them.’ And I would answer, ‘yes… exactly.’
What we need to note is that there is no big psychological mystery here. A part of forced feminisation fantasies, and all forced fantasies, is really logistical: if it’s forced then it’s more likely to happen, which makes the fantasy more realistic, which makes it more arousing. Almost all fantasies that carry social shame and/or are difficult to execute, will inevitable throw up a forced version. It is an intrinsic property of so called ‘dirty’ fantasies.
Forced feminization is hot, but it needn’t be abusive or negative. The domina ‘captures’ the errant cross-dreamer and takes him into her own femininity. The female gender is unique and is the source. Males are tropes of females. The journey back into femininity is both physical and mystical.
- Adapted from: The Transcend Movement - ‘The psychology of forced feminization’
I never have to worry of him straying or cheating on me. It is literally impossible for it to happen. With him locked in his chastity device, he isn’t going to get naked in front of another woman as he would be fearful of her just laughing at him. It would also be damn near impossible to find another woman who is kinky enough and likes to dominate males in the way he enjoys it. Most women tend to be submissive in nature.