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This superior Goddess must be served and her every whim catered to. Any man would be lucky just to have that opportunity.
I just canāt decide, so youāll buy them both for me, right baby? Now hurry up, I donāt wanna be late for my date. I wonāt have time to change, so Iāll have to wear this sweater tonight. I know you donāt like when I wear sweaters on my dates, but itās just too bad. Anyway, I love how it feels when he touches my tits over my sweater, and he really loves when I caress him with it, so it will be a very hot date! I probably wonāt see you till tomorrow!
After she put my bowl on the floor, I quickly crawled over to eat the scraps she was nice enough to give to me. She smiles, knowing what sheās made me- her puppy. Thatās right, Iām her dog. Obedient, loving, and always begging for her attention, I do whatever she commands, without hesitation. When she is home, I am naked and on all fours, at all times. I eat and drink from bowls in the floor, and I can only communicated making dog noises. She even calls me Fido.
Sometime, I have trouble behaving. Especially when she has male company. I get so jealousā¦it usually ends up with me getting reprimanded, spanked and put in my cage.
She is such a good owner to teach me.
Donāt be silly honey, you know you donāt get to touch me anymoreā¦.Now go do your chores like a good boy, and please donāt ask me that again, ok?
Oh yes you will. And youāll do it well. And, you will thank me for it. Eating his spunk from me is an honor for a loser like youā¦.Start by licking the outside, then you can pull them aside and lick my pussy until I say stop. Got it?
Oh, you are soooo boringā¦.you bore meā¦always drooling over me, begging to āserve meā, all your lame sucking up, trying so feebly to please me⦠Iām even tired of getting oral from you. I mean, it feels nice and all, but sometimes a woman doesnāt want nice. I need a real man. A man, with a big, hard cock, who knows how to take charge and really satisfy me and make me feel like a woman. A confident alpha male. You know, the exact opposite of you. Iām going down to the bar now, maybe Iāll find what I need down there. You can stay here and think about how inadequate you are.
Why are you always buying me sweaters baby? Yeah, I like them, they feel so nice and soft, butā¦most men like to buy their wives lingerieā¦donāt you want to see my tight body and my cleavage like all the other guys do? I mean, you know youāre not normal, right?
You just think I look pretty and feminine in them? Hmmm. Okā¦.ummm, are you sure thereās nothing else to this? Nothing youāre not telling me? Maybeā¦likeā¦that you have a little fetish? Donāt think I havenāt noticed how you get when I wear themā¦youāll do anything I say, like a mindless drone! And, I remember that time we had sex and you came before I could even take off my sweater. And that other time when I gave you a handjob while I wore a super fuzzy one, and when I touched you with it, you practically explodedā¦
Itās ok honey, just admit itā¦admit they turn you on. Admit you secretly wish you could wear them. Admit that you even wish you were a woman so you could wear them all the time, even in public. I know, I know, itās okā¦
So, youāre not really a man in my eyes, it doesnāt really matterā¦I never liked sex with you anywayā¦youāve never been able to satisfy me. Thatās why I see other men. Real men. Men who laugh their asses off when I tell them about you! And now that youāve admitted everything, Iām gonna take it to the next level. Yeah, Iām wearing this sweater in my date tonight, and Iām gonna bring him home to meet you.
When we get here, you better answer the door wearing a nice soft fuzzy sweater, understand? This will be a night we will never forget!
Honey? Whoās that guy youāre looking at?
Ohā¦uhhh..no oneā¦I mean, I wasnāt looking at anyoneā¦
You totally were! And you were smiling wide as the Grand Canyon! Come on, who was that?
Ok, look, we need to talk.
Uuhhhh, ok, sureā¦
Well, while you were parking the car, this guy caught me checking him out. He was so big and muscular, and well, the bulge in his jeans! Oh, myā¦(her cheeks flushed)
He just came up to me and said, in the cockiest way, that he was going to take me out tonight and fuck me like I never have been fucked before. Just like that!
Didnāt you tell him youāre married?
I did, but he said he didnāt care! He said that if you wanted to stop him, youād have to fight him. Then he asked whether I thought you could beat him in a fight.
Wh..wh..what did you say?
Iām sorry honey, I couldnāt help laughingā¦.I mean, he is twice your size, and in such good shapeā¦even his muscles have muscles! And well, you know, youāre not exactly physically fitā¦
What are we gonna do?
Do? Well, I donāt know about you honey, but he will be coming to pick me up at 8. Iām sorry, but I need to see this throughā¦.
Hi honey, why that look on your face?
Might it be because of the sweater Iām wearing?
No? Even though itās the same one you like to put on when Iām not home?
Donāt try to deny it honey, I saw you! Yeah, I checked the camera systemā¦you thought I never installed the ap, but I didā¦so I saw you put it on, how you caressed yourself, and even how you jerked off wearing it, you disgusting freak.
Donāt worry though, Iām not mad. Actually, Iām glad. You see, Iāve been cheating on you. Yeah, I got tired of having to always initiate and take charge in the bedroom. Tired of your wimpiness and especially tired of never having an orgasm. So, I found a real man to satisfy me. A tall, strong, alpha male who knows how to fuck. Heās sooo much bigger and better than youā¦heās all man, and, he would never wear womenās clothes. You know what he said when I told him about you? He said that you must be a faggot. Are you? Are you a faggot honey? āCause I told him I wasnāt sure what to do with you, and he said that he knows how to deal with faggots like you. He said that it can be really painful and humiliating at first, but that in the end, weād both thank him for it, soā¦Iām thinkingā¦yeah, Iām gonna ask him to helpā¦
You pathetic little man. I almost feel bad for youā¦I always knew you were weak, just by how you always let me boss you around, and how you never argue with me, but it just amazes me that even now, after Iāve cheated on you right in front of you, you still wonāt be a man and stand up for yourself. I know youāre afraid of him, and you should be- heās twice your size. But seeing you cower in front of me is even more pathetic. Look at you, youāre shaking, trembling, and what, are you gonna cry? What a wimp. Get out of my sight and go fetch us drinks, I canāt stand even looking at you, you sniveling worm.
This is not a joke. Iām totally serious. Youāre the only joke around here. Because when you try to be a man, you make me laugh. Itās sad, actually. But, thatās why youāre going to shut up and do what I say. So, when I get back with my date, I expect this house to be spotless. I expect you in your room in the basement, listening to the monitor in case I call you. And, if I do call you, youāll come running, dressed in the sweater and panties I left out for you, and ready to obey. Got it?
We were walking through the park when her phone rang. She didnāt say a word, just listened, visibly upset. After she hung up, I asked her what was wrong, who was that?
She said ānobodyā, and then was quiet. After awhile I said, come on, talk to me.
She said ok, and that we needed to talk. Uh oh I thought.
She said that the call she got was from a guy at her work, and that sheād been having an affair with him. She explained that it started out as harmless flirting, but progressed from there, until about a month ago, when they worked late together. She said h got really aggressive and touchy that he had this way of touching her that made her weak and they ended up having sex.
I asked her if it was still going on, and she said yes. I asked her if she was planning to stop and she said no. She said he was like a drug and she was addicted. I could see her getting more animated as she went on, saying how good he was in bed, how big his cock was and how she really needed him.
Finally I asked if she was going to leave me. For some reason that made her laugh.
āSeriously?ā She asked, āI have cuckolded you and you ask if Iām going to leave you? I thought for sure youād leave meā¦ā
I was starting to cry now, holding it back I said that I loved her, and that I could never leave her, no matter what. I said that if she wanted other lovers it was ok with me.
Then she got really serious and said that she didnāt want other lovers, but that she needed them because I never satisfied her in that way. She said that she wouldnāt leave me but that she was really surprised by my reaction, and that she thought it was very weak. āDonāt you have any respect for yourself?ā She asked, but I just sat there, head bowed, unable to answer. āWell, if you donāt, then how could I have any respect for you?ā she went on, and yeah, it made sense.
Since then, she has stayed with me, but thereās no sex. She treats me more like a girlfriend, openly telling me about her dates and even teasing me about it sometimes. She has allowed me to masturbate in front of her a couple of times, but itās always supervised and she usually makes fun of me while I do it. Itās so demeaning. I am a shattered broken man, but somehow, because itās at her hands, I like it this way.
Hahaha, itās fun to have a little slaveboy around!
Yeah, he can serve us more drinks!
Haha, and when the guys get here, he can serve the food and clean up after everybodyā¦.he can do it when we head to our bedrooms. And if anyone drinks too much and gets sick, he can clean that up too.
Oh, and the bathrooms! I hate cleaning them after the guys get drunk and piss all over the placeā¦.he can do that too! Hahahaha!!!!!
Yeah, that way, when we come down in the morning, the place will already be clean!
Maybe we can have him serve us breakfast tooā¦maybe some pancakes and bloody maryās?
Yes, definitely!
So perfect, so feminine and beautiful⦠the āmanā in me knows Iām not man enough for her and feels intimidated and inadequate, but the sissy in me feels jealous of her femininity and her outfitā¦
Goddess, head to toe.
Iād give anything for a chance to worship herā¦
Just stop it. Wearing my clothes is only part of the deal. Sissies need make up, perfume, and lessons on how to treat a man in order to be good girls.