Sissification By My Femdom Wife (10)

After years of dedicated sissification, I have learned [servitude and obedience](http://femdoming.com/sissification-femdom-wife-9/) towards my wife. I love to be commanded by her. I want to see her smiling from my humiliation and pain. Sometimes, my wife gives me a break from the household chores and allows me to wear whatever I want. This is the case because she knows when I am alone in the house or with friends, I will wear my feminine clothes with heavy jewelry, which continues to emasculate me. There are rules I must follow in the household that if I don’t my wife will punish me for my disobedience. For example, if at anytime I remove my nosering, my wife will punish me by bending me over and pegging me. Although this is considered punishment, I enjoy pegging very much.

As a sissy, I am not allowed to request pleasure. I have to request it from my wife. At times, I want my wife to fuck me wearing high heels, a choker necklace, 20 bangles on my wrist, dark red lipstick with a mangteeka on head. But it is at her discretion when I get fucked. One day, I approached my wife to massage her feet. As expected, my wife asked, “Where is your nosering sissy?” “I forgot it Madam,” I replied.

Hanna, Family Secrets, pt 6 [M/s] [m/F] [incest]

Link to part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/9xqpzy/ms_hanna_family_secrets/](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/9xqpzy/ms_hanna_family_secrets/)

Link to part 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/9yk696/ms_hanna_family_secrets_pt_2/](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/9yk696/ms_hanna_family_secrets_pt_2/)

Link to part 3: [https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/9yldre/ms_hanna_family_secrets_pt_3/](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/9yldre/ms_hanna_family_secrets_pt_3/)

Link to part 4: [https://www.reddit.com/r/IncestErotica/comments/9z6c7c/ms_hanna_family_secrets_pt_4/](https://www.reddit.com/r/IncestErotica/comments/9z6c7c/ms_hanna_family_secrets_pt_4/)

Link to part 5: [https://www.reddit.com/r/IncestErotica/comments/a19ely/ms_hanna_family_secrets_pt_5/](https://www.reddit.com/r/IncestErotica/comments/a19ely/ms_hanna_family_secrets_pt_5/)

Pete groggily pulled up beside his parent’s home and dragged himself to the private entrance of the basement apartment he was renting from them. He dropped his keys and wallet on the dresser and glanced toward the door that led to the stairs up into the house, verifying it was locked.

He kicked off his shoes, peeled off his socks and headed to the shower. He had learned from experience that it would be painful to try to remove his hoodie and jeans right away, they were veritably glued to his body by the myriad loads of semen ejaculated onto him by his numerous, anonymous lovers at the gloryhole. He felt the barest blush of shame, admitting to himself what a cum-slut he had become, but bold desire easily pushed it away.

New Toy Time

Spending a measly 48hrs together is not fun.

Not when I know in 30 minutes I have to leave her again. Another dark and wet drive home, I can hear the rain hammering the roof of the porch.

I let out a quiet sigh, but she feels it and caresses my hand. I look down and can see the light catching her face, dancing on the curves of her cheek, her eyes transfixed on the moving idiot-box. Whatever’s been said, her lips curl into a smile which changes the shape of the cheek, which in turn changes the light.

Her eyebrows lift and with my right arm resting on her stomach, I pull her into me and kiss the top of her head.

I excuse myself, she leans forward so I can get up off the sofa to grab my bits and prepare for the journey ahead.

“Do you want me to come with you?” she asks. I smile and offer my hand to help her up too, “You can do”, I reply.

As I’m walking up those stairs, which alert all in the house where we are as they creak under our weight, I remember the box.

Medicine Stick, A Starbound Smut story

Authors notes: firstly this is an old story I wrote a long time ago, that I’ve decided to re upload onto reddit.
(Ps. I could not fin any other place to post this so I hope this isn’t braking any rules) any and all constructive criticism is accepted

Alex sat in the cockpit of his small star-ship, looking out into space through the viewport in front of him. Watching as the bright streaks of light flew by, the light hum of the ship as its engines FTL-Drive propelled the ship through space. These peaceful moments were far and few between for Alex. Running a hand through his bright blonde hair, Alex let out long, tired sigh. Leaning back against his chair, Alex brought up a small screen, showing him what little information he had on his destination. It was the fourth planet from its sun, and the long range scanners put it under a Tier-2/Class M planet, so lots of jungles and swamplands for him to trek through… Wonderful. Pushing the small screen away, Alex closed his eyes, hoping to get some shut-eye before he arrived. “Who knows, maybe this one will have something interesting on it?” He said to himself, as he drifted off.

Cattle Call [MF] AnthroxHuman ripped off as Luella’s Audition

“Deep breath.”

I can’t believe I’m doing this. My whole body tingles with equal parts excitement, nerves, and fear. An hour from now, and I’ll be America’s newest Beast Porn star. They check my I.D. (again), confirm my age (again), make sure I’ve taken all magical precautions (again), and check my doctor’s report (AGAIN!). I can’t get pregnant, and my only health issue is Beastslutitis, but that’s early stage 1.

I’m filming a scene for Cattle Call, a website that specializes in “casting couch” videos. The girls pretend they’re here for a regular acting job, then “Oh No! I have to fuck Beastmen cock?!? I’ve never, but okay.” Once this goes up, I’ll be disowned permanently. No going back to my racist family in Bumfuck, North Carolina. I’ve committed the Unforgivable Act.
My co-star walks in, and my mouth gets dry. I’m sharing the screen with a living legend, Ron “The Warthog” Laramie. He’s been fucking human women on camera for over 30 years. Everyone recognizes him, even if they don’t watch Beast Porn. For better or worse, his tusked mug is the face of the industry. The first video I watched featured him, and I was hooked on Beastmen after that. Fucking him, on camera or off, has been number one on my bucket list since that lonely summer day before Senior year. I mean, he’s not the best looking guy, being a Warthog Beastman, but he’s got a massive cock, decades of experience, and can still go for an hour at a time.

Only One Could Dominate (MFM)

Two doms battle it out for supremacy in a double vaginal penetration.

Abby sat on her bed, dressed seductively in her black lingerie. She had on no panties, revealing her clean shaven pussy before two well-dressed men, James and Zak. James stood only a foot away from Zak; both of their phallus stood out like they were holding a sword in their hand. James couldn’t help but look down at Zak’s cock. He was enormous – so huge, while James’s cock stood out, but he couldn’t match the length of Zak’s cock. If there was a ruler competition, James knew who would be the winner.

Then Zak joked, “What’s the matter, like what you see?”

James looked back up. His face had almost reddened by Zak’s remark, as he noticed Zak’s smirk growing. It was a bit awkward, but James couldn’t help noticing his size.

“Okay boys,” Abby said to them. Her finger was over her slit, looking sexy in her most wanton way. “I hope you’re very juicy for me, because I’m so horny right now, and tonight I’m selecting the winner for the first man to cum inside me. You boys have been vying to be my dom, and I want you boys to battle it out in my pussy – two dicks in one pussy. The first one to cum inside me will get to be my dom; the other will be my sub. Are you ready boys?”

Luella’s Audition (MF)(Beastman)

“Deep breath.”

I can’t believe I’m doing this. My whole body tingles with equal parts excitement, nerves, and fear. An hour from now, and I’ll be America’s newest Beast Porn star. They check my I.D. (again), confirm my age (again), make sure I’ve taken all magical precautions (again), and check my doctor’s report (AGAIN!).

I’m filming a scene for Cattle Call, a website that specializes in “casting couch” videos. The girls pretend they’re here for a regular acting job, then “Oh No! I have to fuck Beastmen cock?!? I’ve never, but okay.” Once this goes up, I’ll be disowned permanently. No going back to my family in Bumfuck, North Carolina. I’ve committed the Unforgivable Act.

My co-star walks in, and my mouth gets dry. I’m sharing the screen with a living legend, Ron “Steam Bull” Laramie. He’s been fucking human women on camera for over 20 years. Everyone recognizes him, even if they don’t watch Beast Porn. For better or worse, his horned mug is the face of the industry. The first video I watched featured him, and I was hooked on Beastmen after that. Fucking him, on camera or off, has been number one on my bucket list since that lonely summer day before Senior year. I mean, he’s not the best looking guy, being a Bull Beastman, but he’s got a massive cock, decades of experience, and can still go for an hour at a time.

In the Evening Shadows of the Office [M4F][anticipation][cunnilingus]

I’ve been thinking about you more and more. In the office. I suspect it’s no accident that you are dressing differently. You are showing more leg. And dear lord, you have such beautiful, sculpted, flowing, curving-into-the-darkness legs.

That’s what has me bewitched, if you care to know.

I imagine my hands sliding up from your knees to inner thighs. But you stop me with your flashing, dark eyes. You tell me to wait across the room. And watch.

When you sit, you begin to weave a most devilish spell. Your hands are sliding up those luscious inner thighs and slowly spreading them. Your skirt hikes up the more your legs part. Your panties emerge from the shadows.

You lick your lips as you rock your hips, then cast your ankles wider and wider. Your panties are now fully exposed, and where they have flattened between your legs, I sense the secrets of your pussy. So close, my beautiful one, so close.

You moan, and I answer with my own groans, long and pained. My cock has swelled to fill my pants, and now it is pounding to find a way to escape.

When my wife asked me to write a story about my desires

>I met this girl named Hope online. She was so flirty, a great conversation, sweet, and intelligent. She liked to listen to me ramble on about things. Her husband didn’t talk to her much. I couldn’t believe that I found a girl like Hope. She actually values a quality conversation over quantity! It was terrific. We chatted quite often and eventually had incredible cyber sex. I told my wife, Jane, all about it. She thought it was cute that her nice husband was having a cyber affair. A few months ago, I told her I enjoyed having cyber conversations with woman online. She didn’t understand it at first, but we talked through it. Then that conversation led to some fetishes that I have that I have never told anyone before. She couldn’t believe it. You see my wife is not sexual like me, or like most woman, but she worked on understanding me because she loves me. So then when I told her that Hope can satisfy my thirst for this fetish she was actually happy for me. It turned her on actually.
I told Jane that Hope was just 30 minutes away, and that we talked about having lunch together, but only if I got her approval. Hope’s husband has no idea. So when Jane said that I could go I couldn’t believe it! The only thing she asked was that I take a picture of her enjoying me. I was certainly OK with that, and I was fairly certain Hope would be OK with that too since Jane was allowing this. Jane felt like it was important she at least see her and get an idea of what we were doing. What an incredible adventure! I spent too much of our time hiding my desires and I wish I would have been more open to her in the beginning. While Jane doesn’t have any desires or fetishes like I do, I am working with her to be more open and free. Easier said than done. It’s a work in progress but I want her to explore her sexuality.
The day of the lunch I stared at my closet. I dressed carefully that day, and by carefully, I mean, Jane dressed me. I couldn’t decide on what to wear so Jane came to the rescue. I didn’t want to seem too formal or look uncomfortable. Jane is very fashionable so she likes dressing me up. This was the first date I have been on in over 8 years so without Jane I don’t know if I could have left the house! She picked out a blazer and a collard shirt. She ironed my jeans and wiped down my shoes. I looked real sharp. My blue eyes were popping. As I was heading for the door Jane stopped me so she could kiss me. We kissed like we have never kissed before. She stroked my cock outside of my jeans and moaned. She loved my cock. She apologized that she can’t do what Hope can do for me. I said she was being silly, and by her allowing me to go says more about her than any fleeting sexual desire I want. I also reminded her that if something like this happens to you then I will support it. I hugged and kissed her one last time before I embarked on this crazy adventure. How did I pull this off I thought to myself?

The Hotel (f-solo)

**Chapter 1: The Arrival**

Collette rested over cool white linen sheets completely naked. Her long straight black hair lay perfectly arranged over the fluffiest pillow. A warm salty breeze caressed her pale skin as the faint rocking sound of waves in the distance brought her out of her slumber.

Her mouth was awfully dry. Groggy, she sat by the edge of the bed looking down at her feet hovering over the wooden floor, as her eyes adjusted to the morning sunlight coming through smoked glass panels.

She found herself in a single room with one queen-sized bed, two nightstands, one sleek desk and chair in front of the bed, a minibar next to it, a grey single sofa on one corner, a standing mirror on the other, an opened sliding door that led to a balcony at her right and a built in closet that led to the entrance at her left.

She slid off the bed hoping to find something to drink in the minibar. A sudden feeling of terror ran through her spine when, for an instant, her feet failed to reach the ground and she found herself falling into a void. Half a second later, when her feet finally met the warm wooden floor, she realized how tall the bed actually was. At 5’4″ tall and now completely awake, the entire room already seemed larger.