Sissy Therapy Session
Written by Sissy Sophia of https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/blackmail/victims/sissy-sophia/
Based on the Erotic Story found at https://www.literotica.com/s/giving-my-wife-to-my-enemy
Session: Where it all started
Therapist: What is the matter? Why are you looking so embarrassed today?
Sissy: Mistress, I was waiting for my turn in the lounge area and before coming your assistant, Don, told me that every sissy before entering into your cabin for therapy requires a strip and cavity search.
Therapist: Yes, that is true for sissies.
Sissy: Then why didn’t you tell me when you asked me to come in my sissy attire during our last session.
Therapist: I thought you would have read the treatment agreement, which you signed. It specifically mentions that.
Sissy: Oh, is that so? It was so big and I was concentrating only on the disclosure and exposure clause. I ignored that part entirely.
Therapist: It was expected; most sissies are too horny or excited while signing the contract and almost never read it in detail. However, it is what it is. If I have to administer a strap-on treatment during a session, I need to be sure that you holes are all clean and you have taken a daily dose of enema.
Sissy: Yes Mistress, it is my fault. Don stripped me in front of everyone. I was there standing naked in front of all your clients and to make the matter worse, they were clicking my photo on their cell phone.
Therapist: That should not be a problem as you are already displayed on my webpage.
Sissy: Yes Mistress, but being exposed in front of real people was so embarrassing and shameful.
Therapist: Yes and that is a part of your therapy. It furthers your ego annihilation and destruction of your masculinity. Moreover, to further that, your wife has consented and signed a contract as well.
Sissy: Yes Mistress, she told me that, as I was getting ready for my session today. She has provided unconditional support to my therapy and as you have talked to her, she is willing to be a part of my therapy.
Therapist: Speaking of your wife, what would she have thought if she would have Don violating your dignity in front of all?
Sissy: I have no idea, Mistress. I feel weak even to think about it. I think I felt like a loser as he manhandled me. He is so strong and tall and always has that smirk on his face. How he belittles me and treats me like a wimp. He bullied me and ordered me as if he owns me. The contrast of his white skin against my brown skin and how his fingers are even thicker and longer than my penis, makes me weak on my knees. I hate Don as he humiliates me.
Therapist: Very good! Don had some anger issues when I took him under therapy. He is much better now. I just let him vent sometime and I think looking at you triggered the same. You must really hate him. Too bad, he will always win because he is physically, mentally and intellectually stronger. Maybe you should let him fuck your wife so he can let you win a few times. (Laughing out Loud)
Sissy: Very funny, Mistress. Please do not even joke like that. My wife is the best thing that ever happened to me, and one of the few things I have over Don.
Therapist: Yes, that is why you should let him fuck her, so he wins in that too and we affirm that what a loser you are. It will be a part of you therapy
Sissy: Mistress, that is not funny, I….
Therapist: Ok ok, I am only kidding. That is somewhat erotic if you think about it.
Sissy: I prefer not to.
Therapist: Just think about it for a second. Letting the man you hate, who bullies you, a big strong man who has been exposing you on my website. Yes, he is the one who added your extra pictures. You see he works for me loyally and he finds a new way to expose sissies so that increases traffic to my website. Imagine, him fucking your wife. That will wrap up the humiliation, completely.
Sissy: Mistress, I really was looking for moral support here, not ideas for how to further humiliate myself for the benefit of the man I hate.
Therapist: I help when I can. Besides, this is something you can fantasies over during your nightly hypno hearing.
Sissy: Mistress please do not say that, I am feeling degraded talking about this.
Therapist: You cannot tell me that you do not find the idea of letting Don fuck your wife at least a little bit stimulating.
Sissy: If I answer, will you change the topic?
Therapist: Yes. Only If I see the truth in your eyes as you speak.
Sissy: Yes Mistress, I admit it is a little stimulating to think about it. I love my wife with all my soul, and I cringe at the mere idea of even him seeing her, let alone letting him fuck her. Even so, the idea of allowing the man I hate to… spoil my wife is a bit… provocative.
Therapist: There, now was that so hard to admit. All you now need is acceptance.
Sissy: Whatever Mistress, now can we please drop it.
Therapist: Just for that tone, now spread your legs, place them on the arms of the chair, and diddle your clit and edge. No cumming for you today…
(Sissy does as instructed and starts diddling his little limp clitty with his fingers.)
Therapist: Doesn’t it feel good. As you diddle and imagine walking out to Don and asking him to fuck your wife.
Sissy: Yes Mistress, it feels good, but I will not.
Therapist: You know, I wonder if he would agree to do it.
Sissy: Excuse me?
Therapist: I mean if you actually asked him to fuck your wife, would he agree to ruin her.
Sissy: Mistress, I thought we were finished talking about this…
Therapist: Maybe I should ask him for you.
Sissy: No Mistress, please…. Please…
Therapist: Easy Sissy, I am just talking. If anyone is going to ask him to fuck your wife, it should be you.
Sissy: IT WON’T HAPPEN!!! I WON’T DO IT!
Therapist: Whatever you say. I just think it would be the best way to complete his humiliation of you.
Sissy: Please… Oh please! This is getting so degrading.
Therapist: No, that is not degrading. Degradation is after you ask him to fuck your wife, asking him if you could film it. Now that is degrading.
Sissy: I do not want to do this, Mistress
Therapist: Do not worry sissy, yours secret is safe with me, just make sure you get me a copy.
Sissy: I am going to cum, Mistress
Therapist: Okay, we are done with today’s session. Get lost now and on your way just give this envelope to Don. It has your wife’s disgusting photos, which she submitted with a contract. He will need to scan them and upload to my website. Now, fuck off you stupid sissy.
TWO WEEKS LATER…
Session: The disclosure
Sissy: Hey Mistress, here you go.
Mistress: What the hell is this?
Sissy: It is…em…your copy of the tape.
Mistress: What tape, what are you talking about…oh shit! You don’t mean.
Sissy: Yes Mistress
Mistress: Holy Fuck, you actually did it, you actually fucking did it. I am so proud of you.
Sissy: Shhhhhhh Mistress, please don’t shout. I don’t want the whole lounge area to hear.
Mistress: You actually let Don fuck you wife?
Sissy: Yes, I did.
Mistress: Oh sissy you have to be kidding me. I was just playing around with you, making you realize new fantasies. I didn’t actually think that you would do it.
Sissy: I didn’t think I would either. However, something just came over me. It happened as I went out of your cabin after we had that little conversation during last session. I was shivering with that envelope in my hand and horny from edging.
Mistress: Yes, I know all of them are already on the webpage.
Sissy: Well I was just thinking about her, relieved that I had such a beautiful woman all to myself. At that very same moment, I saw Don and I lowered my eyes. When I looked up, I saw his disgusting smirk. The smirk that said I am the winner. With the image of my wife still fresh in my mind and his cocky, self-confident smile, I felt my cock twitch.
Mistress: So, what happened?
Sissy: Almost in a trance, I took the envelope and walked to his desk.
Mistress: Gosh sissy, I cannot believe you were really going to ask him.
Sissy: Before saying a word, I placed the envelope of my wife pictures facing him on his desk. He looked at it for a moment….
Mistress: Ohhhh Sissy and you said that whole thing about not even wanting him to see your wife.
Sissy: Right Mistress, well now he opened the envelope and got a good look at her. After a moment, he looked up spoke:
“Good looking bitch. Now who the fuck is she?”
“She’s…my wife. Mistress has asked me to give this envelope to you”
“I see the bitch. How did a fuck up like you manage to get a decent looking piece of ass?”
“I…I…”
“Don’t answer; I really don’t give a fuck. Now what the hell do you want?”
“Well, I wanted…to…ask…you…”
“What…the…fuck…do you want you stuttering fool. It is really such a shame; you used to be such a man, now you can hardly even get out a sentence. Now for the last time, what do you want?”
“I wanted to know if you want to… sleep with…my wife?”
He just stared at me for a full minute. Trying to figure out my angle.
“You want me to fuck your wife?”
“No, I don’t want you to…but…I’ll let you if you want to.”
“Is this some kind of joke.”
“No”
Again he looked at me for a full minute.
“Does she have large tits? I only fuck chicks with large tits.”
“Yes, she has large saggy breasts.”
“Hmmmm, I could have fun with those. Can I do anything I want to her.”?
“Yes, I’ll let you do whatever you want with her.”
“Ok, I suppose I could do it. I must warn you that I won’t be gentle.”
“I understand.”
“Ok, now if there isn’t anything else, get the fuck out of here.”
“Oh, there is…one more thing.”
“What!”
“Is it ok with you if I…record it?”
“You know, I really had no idea what a twisted fuck you are. You really are pathetic. If I let you record it, what’s in it for me?”
“What do you mean.”?
“I want something more if I let you record me fucking your wife.”
“What do you want?”
“Hmmmmm…I know, you see that name plate on Mistress’ door? The one that says: Samantha Summers, Therapist?”
“Yes”
“Well slide it off. You see how it’s long and flat, and shaped like a ruler?”
“Umm, yes.”
“Well while I fuck your wife, I want you to slap your worthless clitty with that nameplate. The same name plate that says the name of the Mistress who has exposed you. The same name of the woman who took your dignity and humiliated you. The same name whose assistant will be fucking every hole in your wife’s body. Moreover, I want you to do it in full view of your little recording. Now get the fuck out of here and I’ll call you when I decide to screw your wife.”
When I went to put my wife’s picture back in the envelope, he stopped me, telling me to leave it on the table so that others could see.
Mistress: This is unbelievable. I still think all this is very exciting and good for your therapy, but your wife? You actually offered your wife to the man you hate? I cannot believe it. What did she think about all this?
Sissy: She was shocked. Especially when I mentioned who it was and what he did to me. I have complained to her how much I hated Don, and how many he beats me at things. She knew all that. So, telling her that I was going to let him fuck her was a drastic change in attitudes.
Mistress: And she was willing to go along with it?
Sissy: Yes, she is anyways displayed and exposed on your website and she loves me very much, and if it’s something your office wanted her to do, then she would go along with it.
Mistress: What a great wife? Too bad you had to go and let her be used like that.
Sissy: Did I mention she was a virgin when we met.
Mistress: Really?
Yes Mistress, so far, I have been the only man to ever enter her. Anyway, two days later he told me he was ready for a good fuck. That night I prepared all the camera equipment in our master bedroom. I looked at my wife, as she got ready. Flowing black hairs, large saggy breasts, brown skin. It was all mine. Moreover, in about 15 minutes I was going to willingly let the man I hate have his way with her.
Mistress: This is so hot, Sissy. Sorry, it had to be you, but damn, I cannot wait to see the video.
Sissy: Well anyway, soon the doorbell rang and I opened the door. Standing there with his annoying grin was Don. Without even so much as a hello, he pushed his way into my house.
“Where’s the bitch?”
At that point, my wife came out and went to introduce herself. She looked great in her halter top and short skirt, which barely covered her ass. She wanted to look slutty for him.
As she made to introduce herself, Don grabbed her ass, pulled her to him and kissed her full on the mouth.
It was at that point that it finally hit me as to what I was allowing to happen. This was my wife! My wife and the man I hate! How could I let this happen?
As my wife moaned from under his kiss, Don reached up and began grouping her left breast through the thin material. My wife was braless and she squirmed under his assault.
I started to get sick. This was crazy. I had to stop this. I had to move. Yet the only thing that moved was my little clitty as I watched the man I hate openly fondle my wife.
After another moment, he released her from his kiss, possessively squeezed her ass and looked at me:
“Ok Sissy, I’m ready to fuck your wife. Show us to the bedroom.”
With my head hung down, I showed Don our marital bed. The same bed where I made love to my wife countless times. The same bed where Don would soon ravage her.
They entered the room and Don immediately started shredding her clothes off. Her top was off in seconds and he roughly squeezed her large saggy breasts. He alternated sucking each nipple as he painfully squeezed.
I was so involved with what was happening that I almost forgot to turn on the camera. By the time, I had turned it on; he had my wife completely naked and was examining her cunt.
It was such a humiliating thing to see. Her cunt’s meat flaps gave way to the sloppy interior. My wife had her pussy shaved for him.
Now he was roughly pulling her lips this way and that, occasionally pinching her clit. He had her wincing in pain under him.
Soon he tired of this petting and turned her around, having her bend over the bed.
With her red tits dangling below her and her gorgeous ass high in the air, Don raised his hand behind my wife while looking over to me.
“Sissy, I know you hate me for stripping you in front of everyone. What you do not know is I hate everything about you, and that includes your wife. So, I am going to spank her ass for marrying such a loser.”
With that, he brought down his hand hard on my wife’s ass. She shrieked but held still as he brought down slap after slap. Don looked up at me as he continued to spank her and noticed my limp clitty twitching.
“It’s ok Sissy, you can diddle while I spank your wife.”
And I did. I could not help it. I should have been utterly revolted by the site before me. Seeing my wife, bent over our marital bed, as the man I hate spanked her fat ass, and all with my consent, was just so…so….
Mistress: Horny
Sissy: Yes Mistress, I guess that is what it is called.
Mistress: What else could it be? What other reason would you have to be jerking off to the sight of the man you hate with all your guts spanking the woman you love with all your heart?
Sissy: Anyway, by now she was openly sobbing from the abuse. Her ass had become even redder than her tits. Don then ordered her on her knees, took off all his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed demanding she suck him to full hardness.
She was too afraid of putting his big thick penis inside her mouth. Yet now she had no choice as she worked his tool as best she could. Don held her head with both hands to better help him fuck my wife’s face.
I just continued to jerk off as he enjoyed my wife.
Soon he was completely hard and ordered my wife to lay across our bed. Pushing her legs apart, he positioned his manhood at the entrance of her leaking cunt. The same cunt that has only known one cock all of its life, Mine.
Don then looked over his shoulder:
“Ok Sissy, this is the last chance to back out. Just say the word and I am out of here. If you’re still willing to let me fuck your wife, then you know what to do.”
He looked back down at my wife and smiled. She looked over to me with pleading eyes. I hesitated for a moment…SLAP; I hit my clitty with your nameplate.
Don plunged deep into my wife in one thrust. She gasped as his hardness filled her. Then he pulled out and began fucking the hell out of her. I just stood by and watched the man I hate ravage my wife as I continued whipping my own cock with your nameplate.
Mistress: Wow, how truly degrading that must have been for you. I own you now. How could you stand for that?
Sissy: I have no idea. However, I just did.
So ten minutes later he finally filled up my wife’s vagina. She had orgasmed several times during that, span and I myself had cum from the whipping.
He pulled out of her and crudely slapped his sloppy dick against the side of her face. She dutifully opened her mouth and took him in. She moaned and choked as she did her best to clean it.
When she was finished, Don rolled off her onto his side and, while playing with my wife’s nipples, spoke:
“Sissy, why don’t you stop playing with yourself and go fix me a drink while I rest here a little bit.”
I nodded and started walking out.
“Oh hey, and while you’re at it, fix something for Bitch to.”
Mistress: If a guy called anyone’s wife a bitch, they would punch his lights out. You on the other hand let him fuck her.
Sissy: Please Mistress; this is all really hard for me. I love my wife so much; it pains me to see him abuse her like this.
Mistress: Then why in the hell did you ask him to fuck your wife?
Sissy: Because…because….
Mistress: Because you get off on the humiliation.
Sissy: That must be it. How else can I explain it?
Mistress: You can’t, so what happened next?
Sissy: Well it pretty much was more of the same the rest of the night. I watched as he took her ass, fucked her chest, slapped and pulled her breasts, whipped her body with his belt. Eventually I just couldn’t take it anymore. I left the video camera rolling and went back out to sit in the living room.
For the next two hours, I just listen to their moans and grunts as my once pure wife was fucked every which way by my most hated man.
At around 3:00 am, Don finally came out of our bedroom. He was still naked, and his semi-erect cock was slick and red. He hardly looked at me as he walked across the living room and stepped into the bathroom.
I was hoping that the ordeal would finally be over. Despite whacking off two more times on the sofa, I just wanted him out of my house already. However, my hopes would not be realized as Don came out and walked right back into my bedroom and slammed the door.
For the rest of the night the door remained closed. I had long since fell asleep when he finally emerged from the room in the morning. As he walked to the door already fully dressed, he gave me his typical “I’m the Winner!” smile, before he spoke:
“Sissy, there’s nothing like fucking the wife of the man you hate, especially when he so stupid as to allow it. See ya at your next session.”
And he walked out. For the next half hour, I didn’t move. I just couldn’t bear to see what was left of my wife. I got up and took a drink to calm my nerves. Finally, I made my way into my bedroom, and my eyes swelled up with tears.
The love of my life was a complete mess. She was passed out on the bed from the countless hours of fucking and looked as if every part of her body had been used. Her large saggy breasts where now dark red with bite marks all over them. Her pussy lips were also red, large and swollen, and her once tight vagina was stretched and oozing cum.
Her ass fared no better. Her ass cheeks now had angry red welts crisscrossing her ass and upper thighs. Even a few hand marks could still be seen. Her asshole was equally stretched and leaking cum.
I looked back up to her face. It was completely drenched in cum. The pearl necklace he left from fucking her tits was still not completely dry.
Then I noticed the shiny glint coming from her cunt. I peered inside and looking through all the cum, I saw that there was a metallic object lodged inside. I stuck my fingers into my wife’s used pussy and slowly pulled out the object. She moaned as it was removed.
When it was finally out, I realized it was a metal plate. I turned it around and read: “Samantha Summers, Therapist”
I cried as I put it back in.
Mistress: Unbelievable. He truly fucked the hell out of your wife. I still can’t believe it. Moreover, I still can’t believe you actually let him do it. Now you know I have branded her cunt and I own that cunt of your wife.
Sissy: I still don’t really know why I did.
Mistress: In any case, how did she handle it?
Sissy: We really have not talked about it. In addition, the worst part is we still haven’t made love since. She’s still just too sore and can hardly walk, let alone have sex. But I fear that making love to her will just never be the same again. Don truly ruined her body.
Mistress: Guys tend to do that to wives of the men they hate, when given the chance.
Sissy: I suppose. But there’s something else that really bothers me.
Mistress: What’s that?
Sissy: For some reason she keeps your nameplate next to her night stand.
Mistress: You are kidding. What the hell for?
Sissy: I think she may actually have enjoyed it. I think she may even want to see him again. She likes being owned by you and wants to serve you.
Mistress: Oh that’s fucked up.
Sissy: Tell me about it.
Mistress: Should I send Don, to fuck her again as we continue our therapy?
Sissy: I don’t think he wants to.
Mistress: How do you know that?
Sissy: He told me today as I was checking in for my appointment. Thanked me for giving him something to screw, but not to expect him to ease off on his behaviors.
Mistress: That’s unfair, it’s the least he should do. But you deserve it so I think it’s okay.
Sissy: Then he told me that though he had fun ruining my wife, he wouldn’t fuck something so ugly and nasty again.
Mistress: Ouch!
Sissy: Ya, not only did he ravage my wife, now he tells me she’s not good enough to fuck again.
Mistress: Well my sissy, your humiliation at our hand is now complete.
Sissy: I suppose so. Here’s the tape you asked for, Mistress. I hope you enjoy it.
Mistress: Oh no, you will enjoy it. I am going to wear my strap on and fuck you bent over and you are going to enjoy while you watch your wife’s debauchery on the TV screen. Now bend over, hike your skirt and turn the tape on the TV.
Story originally posted at https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/community/porn-favorites/erotic-stories/#post-457
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gl4m4o/sissy_therapy_sessions_mf