PART 7: Beth's Anal Adventure

A few weeks ago, Erin stood in the doorway, her arms crossed, a smirk playing on her full lips. She had just caught Jeff, her husband of five years, in a moment of vulnerability—a secret he had kept hidden for so long. There he was, in their bedroom, wearing her silk robe, the soft fabric clinging to his slender frame, and her favorite pair of heels, his feet looking comically small in them. His face was made up, a poor imitation of her own style, but the effort was there, and it was enough to send a thrill through her.
"Well, well, well," she purred, her voice low and dangerous. "What do we have here, Jeff? A little secret you've been keeping from me?"
Jeff, or rather, the person who had been Jeff, froze, eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. The robe slipped slightly, revealing a hint of lace-trimmed lingerie beneath. "I—I can explain," he stammered, his voice high-pitched, a nervous edge to it.
Erin took a step forward, her presence commanding. "Oh, I think you already have, sweetheart. But let's not rush this. I want to understand. I want to know why my husband enjoys dressing up like a sissy." She emphasized the last word, watching as a flush crept up Jeff's neck.
Over the following weeks, Erin took control, her dominance growing with each passing day. She guided Jeff, now renamed Beth, into a world of submission and sissification. It started with small things: Beth was to wear lingerie under his work clothes, a secret only they knew. Then, Erin introduced makeup, teaching Beth how to enhance his features, making him look more feminine with each lesson. She bought him wigs, dresses, and heels, transforming him into her personal sissy doll.
Beth embraced this new life, finding a strange comfort in the submission. She would spend hours practicing her walk in heels, twirling in front of the mirror, her hips swaying naturally. Erin would watch, a glass of wine in hand, offering critiques and praise, molding him into “her”, a perfect sissy wife.
One evening, as Beth sat on the bed, her shaved legs crossed, a silk nightgown hugging her hairless, slim body, Erin entered, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Tonight, my dear Beth, we take the next step. It's time to introduce you to someone special."
Confusion clouded Beth's features, but she remained silent, trusting Erin implicitly. Erin had become her Femdom mistress, her guide in this new world.
Erin picked up the phone and dialed a number, her voice sultry as she spoke. "Rick, it's Erin. I have a special treat for you tonight. Be here in an hour. Oh, and wear something comfortable." She hung up, a satisfied smile on her face.
An hour later, the doorbell rang, and Erin answered it, revealing a tall, muscular man with a confident stride. "Rick, darling, come in. I have a little surprise for you."
Beth's heart raced as Rick entered, his eyes immediately landing on the sissy sitting on the bed. "Well, hello there," Rick said, his deep voice sending shivers down Beth's spine.
"This is Beth, my sissy husband. And tonight, Beth, you will learn to please a real man. You will transition from he to she!" Erin's words were like a command, and Beth felt a rush of excitement and fear.
Rick approached, his presence dominating the room. He sat on the bed, towering over Beth, and ran a hand through Beth's wig, adjusting it gently. "You're a pretty one, aren't you? Ready to show me what you can do?"
Beth nodded, her throat dry, and leaned forward, her lips parting slightly. Rick understood the invitation and guided Beth's head towards his crotch. "That's it, baby. Show me how a good sissy sucks."
As Beth's lips wrapped around Rick's cock, Erin watched, a sense of power washing over her. She had created this scene, this moment of pure submission. Beth's mouth worked feverishly, her tongue swirling, eager to please. Rick groaned, his hands tangling in Beth's wig, guiding the sissy's head in a rhythmic motion.
The room filled with the sounds of wet kisses and moans, Beth's eyes fluttering closed as she focused on the task. Erin's hand crept under her skirt, her fingers finding her wetness, as she watched her sissy husband service her bull.
The following week, Erin decided it was time for the ultimate test of Beth's submission. She had caged Beth's cock, ensuring she couldn't touch herself, and now Domme Erin wanted to push the boundaries further.
"Beth, my dear, tonight you will experience the ultimate pleasure. Rick will be here soon, and you will submit to him completely." Erin's voice was firm, leaving no room for argument.
Beth, dressed in a frilly maid's outfit, her face made up flawlessly, knelt before her, hands clasped. "Yes, Mistress. I am yours to command."
When Rick arrived, he was greeted by the sight of Beth on all fours, her ass presented invitingly. Erin stood nearby, a crop in hand, her eyes daring Rick to take what was offered.
"Beth is all yours, Rick. Show him what a real man can do."
Rick needed no further encouragement. He positioned himself behind Beth, his thick cock already straining against his pants. With a swift motion, he entered Beth, the sissy's tight hole welcoming him. Beth cried out, a mix of pleasure and pain, as Rick began to thrust, his hands gripping Beth's hips.
Erin watched, her own arousal building, as Rick pounded into Beth;s boi pussy relentlessly. She walked around, taking pictures of the scene from different angles, her crop tapping against her thigh. "That's it, Rick. Show my sissy who's in control."
Beth's moans filled the room, his body moving in sync with Rick's powerful thrusts. The sissy's face was a picture of ecstasy, his eyes rolled back, lips parted in a silent scream.
As her Bull, Rick neared his climax, Erin stepped closer, her hand reaching out to stroke Beth's hair. "You're doing so well, my sissy slut. Take it all."
Rick's grunts grew louder, his body tensing as he reached his peak. He pulled out, his cum spraying across Beth's back, a testament to the sissy's submission. Beth whimpered, her body shaking, as Rick's seed slid down her ass.
In that moment, Erin knew she had created something extraordinary. Beth, once a simple cross-dresser, had become her ultimate sissy husband, a living testament to her dominance. And with Rick's help, she had pushed the boundaries of their desires, creating a dynamic that would forever change their lives.
As the three of them lay entangled, Erin's hand resting possessively on Beth's hip, she knew this was just the beginning. The power she held, the control she exerted, was intoxicating, and she couldn't wait to explore the depths of their new reality.
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