Real Man

by: Sissy the Maid

 

"Avert your eyes, sissy" she told him, while laying back on the bed. "Just wait until I need you again."

A vibrator tickled her clit, as she read the alternative adult magazine. She was wearing nothing, a comfortable state for her. Her breasts heaved slightly as she enjoyed the sensation. Occaisionally, a slight passionate mask would cross her face, followed by relief, and then a continuation on the task at hand. She ignored him now, but would soon continue the playful control he enjoyed so much.

He was waiting, at the foot of the bed, wrists secured to the ends of the footboard. It spread his arms apart, and bent him over slightly. He looked down, sheepishly, not wanting to disturb her. He was not naked like her, in fact, he wore clothes that were better suited to her. A white satin corset adorned his chest, and it trailed down long garters to a pair of skin colored stockings. A pair of shiny, satiny, white panties covered his cock, but she had pulled them up uncomfortably high on him, to further humiliate him. He watched her pussy, wet and waiting, as though to further torture himself. He had spent the last half an hour like this,and was wondering how much longer it would last.

"I hope you don’t plan on getting that," finally she addressed him, "It’s only for a real man."

"Yes ma’am." He replied quietly

"I’m not kidding you know. Today is the day that I take you up on one of your flippant fantasies.

He’s on his way now. I arranged to meet him at 4:30."

He wondered if it were true. He secretly hoped it was.

"I met him behind your back, and I know for a fact that he doesnt enjoy wearing panties.

I am going to have to get you ready I suppose."

She stood up, and left the room, brushing his ass as she walked by him. He listened to what she was doing, but really could not tell. He looked down quickly when she returned. She began to untie him, and after doing so led him into the next room.

"I’m going to fuck him in our bed." She told him as she sat in front of him. "Pull off your panties."

He did so, and then stood in front of her. She stood up and went behind him. He heard the rustle of a store bag, and almost as quickly he felt the blindfold being pulled over his eyes.

"The panties you had on will suffice as a gag for you. Open wide."

With that she put the white panties into his mouth. He thought about the fact that he had been ejaculating into them slowly for the last hour or so. She put a hankerchief around his head to hold them in his mouth. He could feel his erection growing, and aching now. He imagined how he must have looked in front of her. She moved in and around him now, spanking, touching, rubbing whatever she felt. She pulled back his arms behind him, and he felt a cold steel ring click onto his left wrist.

"Time out" she said, "Are you sure you are OK?"

He nodded in the direction of her voice.

"It’s real this time, I arranged this for real. So as long as you are OK, we can go on, or we can stop now."

He nodded his approval again, and the game proceeded. No turning back now he thought as he heard the cold steel ring click around his right wrist.

"Stand here a moment sissy, I have a call to make." She said while exiting the room.

He stood waiting, and he could hear her on the phone. She asked for him, and told him it was all clear. She repeated to him that her husband would be gone for two hours. He heard her say the eta as twenty minutes from then. She then headed back into the room where he stood. He heard the bag rustle again, and then felt a cold, leather smelling leash being put around his neck. He stood at attention for her, both with his body, and with his cock. She pulled him downwards with a sharp jerk.

"You don’t deserve to be taller than I am sissy, you are not even close to me in this outfit."

He heard the bag rustle again, and he wondered what could be left.

"This is to prevent any accidents while you wait in here." She explained as she stood him up.

At his feet she placed the leg holes of the adult undergarment, and had him place his feet into them one at a time. She pulled them up over his ass. She felt him in it.

 

"Well, isn’t that attractive. You should see how pathetic you look. I wish I had more time, and I’d really rub this in. It’s wrong to enjoy this. However this outfit is incomplete, and I know exactly what is needed. He heard her reaching for something, and felt her rubbing the cold satin of a pair of panties on his leg.

"You still need these don’t you sissy," she taunted him now, "Well, answer me bitch, Do you want these too?"

He let a positive sounding, muffled response.

"Of course you do," she exclaimed, "Panties finish you off don’t they!"

She pulled them up onto his legs one at a time, and then over his ass. She pulled him over to the edge of the bed, and bent him over it. She proceeded to whack away with her hand, but the effect was stifled by the diaper covering him.

"Get up there, bitch."

Once he was up on the bed face down, she straddled his hands. She pushed his fingers into her soaked pussy. After a second or two she got off, and he could hear her getting dressed. She left the room momentarily, and returned. He felt a pile of clothes being thrown onto his body as he lay there. She had thrown all of his lingerie on the bed, and it was now laying all over his prone body.

"I have a lover coming over, and so I thought it would only be fair to let you lay with the reason I must go elsewhere. Wouldnt our friends and family laugh if they found out that I cheated on you to get you back, not for seeing another woman, but for enjoying being a woman. Oh well, I should go get ready. Thank you for cleaning the house first, I wouldnt want my lover to think of us as slobs, now would I?"

With that she left, and a strange tingle overcame him. He was having an orgasm, from the pleasure of his predicament. He moaned, and moved his hips further into the bed. He was alone now, alone after too long of asking her to indulge in his fantasies. His mind flashed guiltily to the last five years of crossdressing, and the events therein. It all unfolded for him now, and the power to stop it was no longer his. He was a pervert, and he knew it. From the first time he saw a pair of panties he had been drawn uncontrollably to them. He wore them at every opportunity, and she was the first he let in on it. Several

 

 

Years of trust and open talk in bed had led to this point. He had chose to tell her about it, both in fear, and in curiousity, and he had masterbated at the the thought of it often. It was here now, and the euphoria as well as the reality all caught up to him in one moment…the ringing of a doorbell.

He heard the clacking of her high heels across the floor in their home, and he could make out the words Hi, as well as come in. He heard talking but nothing particularly concrete. There were two voices emanating into his earspace. The other was definitely a male. His heart raced, and his hard-on pulsated. He wondered secretly what he had gotten himself into. His mind raced, and possibilities flashed into his mind uncontrollably. He was in total ecstacy, laying there in his panties, in a pile of panties. He moved his hips up and down into the bed, however it wasnt working to satisfy him. The motion was making a plastic rustling sound, as a result of his undergarment. He tried to stop so as not to alert his mistress, and her lover. Fear crept into him, as he did not want to be caught by another male in this predicament. He listened intently, however it was all for naught, as voices was all he could hear. After a few minutes however, the voices were no longer there. She wasnt kidding he thought, they are going at it right now. This thought turned him on immensely.

As if she had read his mind, he heard her and her lover switching rooms, from the front room to their bedroom. He heard them walking slowly by the door to his prison, and his heart raced in the hopes that she would not open the door. He could hear laughing and talking from the other room. Her voice was clearer now though, and he could almost make out every word.

"We have about 45 minutes," she told him, "then he’ll be home."

"Are you sure?" the man asked

"Positive, now come here, I want to suck your cock."

The mans voice was deep, and he could hear a pause in the talking. He could hear the man talking softly, but could not make it out. He knew from the soft moans and quiet whispers the man liked it. She really did suck cock very well, and the lover approved.

"Fuck me, Lamar," she told him, "Fuck my wet pussy. My husband has neglected it for the past two months, and it is ready for you now."

A pause ensued, but almost as quickly the sound of her pleasure followed it. She was moaning very loud, in fact screaming almost. He hadnt heard that in a long time, he thought, its too bad that this was nessesary to get that for her

"Oh yes, OH YES!" she shouted "Fuck me like he can’t"

He was truly lost in the moment. A second orgasm engulfed him now. The undergarment was soaked with pre - come now. He was bucking his hips, and was enjoying the shear torture of his situation. Her words fell upon him, and he imagined how pathetic he looked. He was so caught up in himself, he did not realize that they had stopped now. He heard a toilet flush, and could hear her telling him the next move.

"Sorry, but I can’t let him find out. I can call you though."

"Sounds good," he exclaimed "I’ll talk to you later."

He heard an awkward pause, and then the front door closed. It had been a long time, yet it was over very quickly. He wondered how long it would be.

 

The door opened, and he could hear her. She said nothing to him, and he felt her standing next to him. She took out the panty gag for him, and sat on the bed. She touched his ass, only her touch was soft, and he waited for her to speak.

"Time out?" she asked

"Yes, of course," he replied "Are you OK?’

"I think so, are you?"

"Yes,"

"Are you mad?"

"No, not at all, Im happy actually"

 

"Do you want to continue?"

" Yes I do, its totally OK."

"Time in then bitch." She exclaimed as she rolled him over. "Clean it up now you slut" she said as she straddled his face. She pulled his hair up into her pussy. She moaned with delight. She rode his face for a long time, and then spun around to his cock.

"What happened in here, any accidents I should know about?"

"I came in them a little, Mistress."

"So you enjoyed listening to this you sick fuck?"

"Yes maam, I did,"

She pulled down his panties and diaper very quickly, and put his cock into her pussy.

She fucked him very hard, and fast, while calling him names and degrading him.

"I had to get a real man, you bitch, and he fucked me good. I wish he were still here, so I wouldnt have to fuck a half man like you. You like to be degraded, not me, so why am I fucking you then? This is degrading for me you sick pervert. You are lucky you can’t see yourself, because the sight is pathetic. I’m going to fuck him several times so I hope you like this. You have no choice, isnt that right sissy?"

"Yes maam," he was in shear ecstacy again

"Actually you do have a choice, either tied up like my little hidden secret in here, or give up your panties! Will you do that?"

"I dont think I can Mistress," he was coming now like never before

"Then be prepared for this punishment and more my toy!" she exclaimed as she orgasmed again

 

OUCH!

 

 

 

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