"Humiliated Sissy Husband 2"
Max was very busy hand washing all of Tonya's underwear and lingerie in the kitchen sink. He dipped a pair of her panties in the clean rinse water dunking them several times before twisting them and squeezing out the excess water. He then placed them in the clothes basket on the counter.
Tonya insisted he wear 6" heels around the house especially when doing his chores. After all 6" heels are what sissies wore. Not just because they made his legs look sexy and feminine but also because they became very uncomfortable very quickly. The balls of his feet ached as did his shins from the high arching of his feet. This made him work quicker so he could get off his feet for a little bit. He was also wearing a pink little girl's design dress with white petticoats.
"Max darling," Tonya said entering the kitchen with a dress in her hands. "I need you to iron this for me when you are finished with my underwear. I think this one is the one I am going to wear for my date tonight, or do you like this one better?" she said holding up a sexy short black dress for him to see.
"Tonya, you promised me if I behaved acted properly at home you would stop seeing other men," he whined looking to her pleadingly.
"No, that's not what I said Max. I don't want you acting sweetie. I said I would try and be more sympathetic to your concerns about me seeing other men if you "Accepted" being who you really are. A sissy. All this whining makes me wonder and I still need to be fucked by a real man Max. I have desires of a woman you know. Now which one would you wear tonight if it was you?" she said holding them both up now.
"Where are you going?" he said softly.
"Max, if you must know, I am meeting the girls at the club. Todd will be there I'm sure and Lisa said he was bringing a friend of his along tonight. Just some drinks, dancing and maybe a little snuggling and kissing in the corners. That's all baby."
She now handed him one of the dresses. It was the black one.
"Tonya," he looked at her surprised.
"Max, relax. Here put your hands up by your shoulders and let your wrist hang limp out the side," she said giving him an exaggerated example of what she was talking about.
She gently posed him with both wrist hanging limp. She held his red manicured fingers for a moment. She then stepped back and looked at him. She smiled at the image he now portrayed.
"Now flap your fingers up and down like a little bird for me."
He did as she asked. "Faster sweetie" she said with a giggle, "There now. Run in place in your heels for me."
Max raised and lowered each foot making the heels click rapidly as he did as she said.
"Now stick out your tongue and puff out your cheeks for me." Max reluctantly did as she requested feeling totally mortified knowing how silly he must look.
Tonya watched Max as he flapped his fingers and did his little sissy dance for her.
Oh Max, I find you so so sexy when you do this, she cooed trying not to laugh, "That is good. Don't you feel much better now? Honey you are a sissy and I find I am most attracted to you when you act like one, but you are getting to wound up in your old masculine thought sweetie. Do I need to help you with that again?" she said raising an eyebrow of seriousness. "Is that thing hanging between your legs making you feel embarrassed about how you dress and act again?"
"No Tonya. I need you to........"
"Hush then! Finish washing my panties and bras and get them hung out on the clothesline. Once they are dry I want them all ironed, and this dress too. Understood?" she said gently touching his cheek. "Get the kitchen straightened up and the bathrooms cleaned too."
Max finished washing Tanya's underwear and carried the basket outside to the clothesline. He hurried out to get done as fast as he could. His hair was parted down the middle and put into high pigtails on the back corners of his head. Each pigtail had six wire brush curlers in it so they would be appropriately curly later in the day. He wore the frilly little girl party dress and hoped no one would see him before he was finished. He hurriedly used clothespins to hang the under garments up on the clothesline and sashayed back in the house on his high heels.
When Max had finished all his chores he relaxed in a nice bubble bath. Tanya came in unexpectedly and hung a full pink enema bag on the shower curtain rod. The bag was bloated with warm soapy water.
"Having a nice relaxing bubble bath sissy man?" she said pleasantly.
"Tanya. No," he said looking up at the bloated bag of warm soapy water. Tanya just turned and left the room.
"TANYA. Please, I don't need an enema," he said looking at the bag.
Tanya returned a few minutes later stepped into the bathroom and closed the door.
When Tanya opened the door 20 minutes later enema the bag hung empty from the shower curtain and Max was sitting on the toilet. Max had protested, but Tanya administered the enema for her own reasons. It was now done.
Later Max entered the living room and Tanya asked him to have a seat beside her. She removed the curlers form his hair and twirled the curls of his pigtails on her finger.
"Max," she said gently, "I love you honey and I want you to be happy. That's why I try so hard to help you realize and accept who you really are."
"This is not me Tanya. I have desires for you. Please, understand that. Why do you want me dressed like a girl?"
"I do understand Max. It tells me you are having trouble coping with the reality of it. Listen sweetie, just because you have a penis and testicles doesn't mean you are not suppose to dress like this. You are not dressed like a girl honey, you are dressed like a sissy male. It doesn't mean you can't desire women, but honey you just can't have relations with women either. See, honey you need to accept that though you feel desires for women, you need to focus more on men."
"I can't," he said teary eyed.
"Baby, I have gotten you a few gay magazines. They are full of pictures of nice sexy men having sex and sucking other men's dicks."
"What? I don't want to see those. That is not me," he said disgusted.
"Max. Do I need to tie you down and massage your testicles for awhile. Nice deep massage? Hmmm? Show you what your sissy testicles are really for." she said looking a little more serious.
"No. Please don't do that again." he said shaking his head. "I don't find men attractive though. It's not my nature." he pleaded softly.
"Yes it is Max, stop fighting it. listen baby. I have arranged for two men to meet us next week. They are good looking guys too by the way. They know my husband is a sissy and they are more than willing to help you through your confusion."
"I'm not confused."
She put her hand on his thigh and gave him a gentle smile.
"It will be a special day. I'm going to want you to turn around on the couch and put your legs up over the back."
"No," he whined again knowing now what she was getting at..
"Put your hands under your bottom and let your head lay back off the edge of the cushions like a proper sissy."
"No." Max was now tearing up shaking his head no.
"Then I want you to open your mouth wide, I'll paint those lips a fire red, and let these men put there dicks in your mouth and have their way with you. That's what they are coming here to do next week."
"I'm not doing it Tonya. I don't want to have a sexual relations with a man."
"I'm not asking you what you want Max. It's not a relationship. It's a Face Fuck. I'm telling you what you're going to do. You're doing it for me baby."
"No," he whined."
She said nothing.
"Why do you want me to do this Tonya?" he asked as a few tears ran down his face. "It's degrading to me."
"Because you need to do this Max. You are a sissy honey and sissies suck men's dicks. You will feel much better about yourself and the way you dress after you have done this a few times."
"I'm not a sissy, why won't you acknowledge that?" he snapped.
"I will be sitting right here next to you like I am now. I'll even hold your hand if you like," she said ignoring him.
"I can't.
"Sweetie, you have a week to get ready. You will be just fine. You've given a couple of guys hand jobs and those guys enjoyed that."
The handjobs had not been free. In addition to the total humiliation, he felt dressed in a frilly lavender, little girl dress while masturbating those men, he also had to pay them $50.00 each for allowing him to masturbate them. He had been so demoralized.
"Now, I want you to spend time looking through your new gay magazines." She picked one up and opened it. "Look Max. Look at the size of the dick that man has his lips around, and he's not ashamed of what he's doing at all. In fact, he looks like he enjoys doing it. See baby you will too once you do it a few times."
"Stop it!" He pushed the magazine away.
"That's enough Max. I'm going to get dressed now for my date. I am very disappointed with your attitude. I think when I get home tonight I'm going to give you a testicle massage."
"NO," Max said standing and stumbling back in his high heels.
"I expect you to be in bed, no panties on. Have the lube and plastic gloves on the nightstand where I can easily find them. Of course, have the handcuff and ankle manacles hooked to the bed headboard already when I get here."
"Tonya please. I'll look at the magazines. I'm just not this fag you keep insisting I become for you."
"It's more than that Max. You haven't accepted responsibility for the fact you are not a like other males. You are a sissy male. You should be excited about those two men coming over here and doing this for you. You shouldn't react to pussy and titties like your male friends do." she said unbuttoning her blouse.
Tanya undressed right in front of Max. She was completely naked when she had him sit back down. She put her hand behind his head.
Tanya rubbed her nipples across his face and then his lips. She gave him a very sensuous look and pressed her breast hard against his lips, but he knew better than to move his lips.
"You know Max, in a couple of hours a real man is going to be sucking on these nipples and making my toes curl under with desire, while you, my so-called husband sits at home looking through his gay sex magazines and masturbates."
His eyes closed when she made that statement. She stood up and looked at his penis that was now almost erect.
"That's what I thought." she said backing away and sounding a bit disgusted at what she saw. "Come along with me sweet pants."
Tanya took Max into their bedroom and stood him facing the corner like some child.
"Put your palms together behind your back Max, fingers down."
Max did as he was instructed.
"Now you just stand there like that while I get dressed. You shouldn't be having erections over my titties. You should be desiring women's titties of your own."
As Tonya was leaving, she stepped back in the bedroom where Max was still standing in the corner.
"Have the lube and gloves ready when I get home. I will be working on your testicles."
Tanya came very early in the morning. It was very apparent she had a good time. Max heard her heels on the hard floors as she walked across the house to the bedroom and came in. It was dark and the lights were out.
"Hi Max," she said cheerfully walking over to the side of the bed. "Did you have a good evening masturbating with your boy magazines?" she asked.
"Tonya, I looked at them but I.........."
"But you couldn't masturbate? Still letting these things hanging between your legs define who you are." she said.
"No," he almost begged.
"I had a very good time. The man I met was a lot of fun. We danced and made out. We did go out to his truck early on and I sucked his dick and finished him off with a handjob."
Max just grimaced at what she was saying.
"Well, at the end of the night we were all worked up again, so I let him fuck me. Oh, Max it was so wonderful and exciting. He fucked me in the parking lot bent over the hood of his truck. I had an orgasm before he did. Mmmm! Almost had an orgasm before he entered me, I was so excited. That's the way it should be."
She looked around the room.
"Oh Tonya," Max said softly dropping his head.
"Honey, you should have masturbated with your magazines. I had a good time, and you chose not have a good time."
"Are you ready you get started?" she asked. I'm really tired and want to get this over with."
"What?" Max said surprised at her sudden firmness, "Tonya, don't do this."
Tonya pulled his arms over his head and cuffed his wrist to the brass post. She then pulled his foot up over his head an attached his ankles to each of the corner post. This left his penis and testicle exposed hanging above his ass.
Tonya crossed her legs and started putting the gloves on.
"You know Sissy boy, I don't like having to do this, but you have to let that masculine feeling you have had all your life go."
"Tanya...." he felt very vulnerable and helpless, because now, he was.
She looked at him as she put the other glove on.
"I am your wife and you're my sissy husband. So, tell me sissy boy why would you look at girls? What's the acceptable reasons?" she asked holding the lube bottle in her hand as she waited.
"Because, I am..........I am jealous of how she looks?" he said unable to say the demeaning truth, "I... I want to be able to express myself like she does, but not as a girl, as a sissified male.
"That's right. You are checking out her nailpoilsh color, and her shoes, as well as her dress, earrings and things like that, not to see how sexy she looks but because you are wondering how nice you would look wearing those things." She looked at him now as she squirted the lubricant in her hand.
"Sissy's suck men's dicks. It;s what they do. No shame in a sissy doing that. Do you want to suck a man's dick?" she asked very matter of fact.
"I don't think......"
He hesitated when he felt her rubbing the lubricant all over his balls.
"Yes," he said frantically knowing what she was about to do.
"So as a sissy you will cooperated when these young men show up?" she asked again the lubricant being spread more aggressively.
"Yes Tanya, please don't do this."
"Do you accept that you are a sissy Max?"
"Yes," he said softly.
"Then why are you fighting it. My little sissy boy is going to suck dicks. It's no big deal. It may not be what you want to do but it is what you need to do."
She took the ball gag from the nightstand and wrapped it around his head filling his mouth with the red ball. She then placed a pillow gently over his face to muffle even more his gagged voice.
She then picked up her cell phone and dialed up the guy she had just spent the evening out with. In a very low and seductive voice she said,
"Hey Frank, I missed you all the way home."
As Tonya spoke, she squeezed Max's testicles firmly and rolled them between her fingers and thumbs with both hands. Back and forth, pressing her thumbs deeper and deeper into his ball sac as Max violently pulled at his bonds his legs frantically kicking against the chains that held them over his head.
"You were so magnificent. I would love to be sucking that big dick of yours right now."
She continued the painful massage of Max's testicles as she talked.
"Oh no Frank my husband wouldn't care at all. He doesn't want his dick sucked by me; he'd rather I paint his toenails red like a little girl. You can only imagine how I must feel at times."
Tonya laughed in a way that it was obvious the guy on the phone was laughing with her.
"I just wanted to tell you thank you for riding me good and hard over the hood of your truck before I left. It was wonderful. I had such an explosive orgasm." She laughed. "I was hoping nobody saw us, but then again what difference does it make if they did." She laughed again. "I know, Makes the whole thing that much more exciting."
She pulled Max's balls and twisted them while applying pressure with her thumbs. Max was thrashing about in his restraints and screaming into the gag for her to please stop, but she continued as she
"No, thank you. OK. You have a good evening sweetie, and we will do it again sometime, alright?"
Max was almost exhausted from all the resistance he was trying but unable to give.
Tanya let go of his balls and then took a wooden spoon to the sides of his balls. Letting them hang as she struck the side of left ball sac hard 5 times then the right sac 5 times, and back to the left over and over. Tonya was satisfied now and gripped both his ball sac at once. Finally, she stopped by allowing his balls to slowly slide through tightly gripped lubricated fingers.
Max was crying.
"Ball on a real man are meant to be stimulated and a source of great joy. Sissy's have balls and they need to be attended to when the sissy has "Boy Thought" problems. Are we ready to be the sissy now Max"?
He shook his head yes.
"Good, let's see then," she said holding up a used condom full of semen.
Tonya removed the gag and turned his head slightly toward her. She squeezed his cheeks and had him open his mouth. He was still tied up and resistance could cause her to start squeezing his ball all over again.
"This is Frank's cum sweetie," she said putting the end of the rubber inside his open lips, "The man I was with tonight. Just wanted to share the experience I had with him with you."
She then slid her fingers down the rubber and emptied out the contents in his mouth.
"Swallow it Max," she said watching him gag trying not to throw up. Max swallowed it in one big gulp, and then sobbed softly.
He was released from his bonds, and he rolled over, his balls throbbing in his frilly baby doll nightie.
"Get some sleep sissy boy. I want you to be on your best tomorrow."
Authors note:
Isn't Tonya a beautiful and caring wife. The way she is trying to help poor Max accept what he really is and express himself in such a way. Ot is it what she thinks he is? Either way, He seems to have a future in the Sissy Cuckold Hall of Shame.
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