I didn't see it cumming (Part 1 )
The last time this sissy had pussy was 1999. My wife has Never gone without cock. She has never been denied pleasures. The closest i get to having sex like the man i used to be is like this:
IF Mistress is feeling generous and if i beg in a manner which pleases my Mistress (Not Whine - There is apparently a subtle difference which i have yet to master) , then i am allowed to get on my knees, and place my little clitty dick between her stocking covered legs and hump them like i was her pathetic pet ! Which of course is what i am... All of this is leading up to this:
We had our first party of the season on the Summer Solstice weekend. i was in full feminine mode of course, but the emphasis was on our guests, not me.
My Wife is also my Mistress. She knows that i am not bi-sexual and she knows i am not gay . She prides herself on her confidence in making me perform humiliating sexual acts with men, or degrading acts with women. Since i am in a pink chastity cage every waking moment of my life, i have no opportunities to play with myself. i have come to accept that the only sexual release,or the only intercourse i will have for the rest of my life is through sissy sex. i now semi-routinely receive blow jobs, but only from other sissies, or My Wife or others of her choosing will fuck me in my boy pussy whenever she wants, but pussy sex is something i will never experience again.
However, Mistress does allow and in fact, encourages me to pump my (very little dick made even smaller now through daily doses of hormones) in-between her beautiful legs but she Never allows me to cum that way. Honestly this is her prefered favorite way to tease me because it takes no effort at all on her part, and she knows what a dreadful mindfuck it does to my psychie. She watches me closely as i rock my hips back and forth, all the while taunting me by saying things like: "Doesn't that feel good? Do you remember when you used to be able to fuck my pussy like this? Don't you miss that feeling? OHhh... I bet you do. Funny thing is buttercup, i don't miss your little prick at all! Now that I have real men to fuck me. Do you know why I allow you to do this to me - Answer me bitch! I do it because I want you to remember when you thought you were hot shit - bedding any woman who smiled at you. You Do remember those days don't you? Well keep pumping little princess.
And then, when i am close and the precum starts to spirt onto her thigh, she opens her legs and tells me that i have run out of time, ir she has grown bored and it's time to kiss my feet and come to bed.
That is after i tell her how grateful i am to have had this trip down memory lane. You see, this pansy might be on the edge of tears or worse, complain that i was so close... but to not show respect for the privilege of being allowed five minutes of pretending to be a man again results in my balls being slapped and clamps being put on my nipples for another five minutes. Each of these things only happened once - but once was enough.
Suddenly i have realized my rambling has taken me on a tangent and i have lost the original point of this post. Mistress will be in to check on me and i fear i have run out of my allotted time on this site for today. i promise to come back and finish what i wanted to say, as soon as i can, Someone once said Truth can be stranger than fiction. The things i have experienced may not be worthy of your time or imagination, but i can assure you - they are the truth.
IF Mistress is feeling generous and if i beg in a manner which pleases my Mistress (Not Whine - There is apparently a subtle difference which i have yet to master) , then i am allowed to get on my knees, and place my little clitty dick between her stocking covered legs and hump them like i was her pathetic pet ! Which of course is what i am... All of this is leading up to this:
We had our first party of the season on the Summer Solstice weekend. i was in full feminine mode of course, but the emphasis was on our guests, not me.
My Wife is also my Mistress. She knows that i am not bi-sexual and she knows i am not gay . She prides herself on her confidence in making me perform humiliating sexual acts with men, or degrading acts with women. Since i am in a pink chastity cage every waking moment of my life, i have no opportunities to play with myself. i have come to accept that the only sexual release,or the only intercourse i will have for the rest of my life is through sissy sex. i now semi-routinely receive blow jobs, but only from other sissies, or My Wife or others of her choosing will fuck me in my boy pussy whenever she wants, but pussy sex is something i will never experience again.
However, Mistress does allow and in fact, encourages me to pump my (very little dick made even smaller now through daily doses of hormones) in-between her beautiful legs but she Never allows me to cum that way. Honestly this is her prefered favorite way to tease me because it takes no effort at all on her part, and she knows what a dreadful mindfuck it does to my psychie. She watches me closely as i rock my hips back and forth, all the while taunting me by saying things like: "Doesn't that feel good? Do you remember when you used to be able to fuck my pussy like this? Don't you miss that feeling? OHhh... I bet you do. Funny thing is buttercup, i don't miss your little prick at all! Now that I have real men to fuck me. Do you know why I allow you to do this to me - Answer me bitch! I do it because I want you to remember when you thought you were hot shit - bedding any woman who smiled at you. You Do remember those days don't you? Well keep pumping little princess.
And then, when i am close and the precum starts to spirt onto her thigh, she opens her legs and tells me that i have run out of time, ir she has grown bored and it's time to kiss my feet and come to bed.
That is after i tell her how grateful i am to have had this trip down memory lane. You see, this pansy might be on the edge of tears or worse, complain that i was so close... but to not show respect for the privilege of being allowed five minutes of pretending to be a man again results in my balls being slapped and clamps being put on my nipples for another five minutes. Each of these things only happened once - but once was enough.
Suddenly i have realized my rambling has taken me on a tangent and i have lost the original point of this post. Mistress will be in to check on me and i fear i have run out of my allotted time on this site for today. i promise to come back and finish what i wanted to say, as soon as i can, Someone once said Truth can be stranger than fiction. The things i have experienced may not be worthy of your time or imagination, but i can assure you - they are the truth.
3 years ago
