James’ Decent into Cuckoldry 3

James’ Decent into Cuckoldry 3 (Authoritarian, MF, MFF, Pegging, Spanking, Anal, Cum Eating, Forced Feminization, Humiliation)

Summary – Jamie’s submissive training continues. Karen invites a friend over to play.

Previous Story Summary – Karen teaches Jamie how to dress and act like a slut.

Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be of legal age to read this adult story. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don’t be a dick with other people’s lives!

James Fagioli woke up the next morning after a long, blissful sleep, stretching his arms and arching his back. He immediately felt the huge butt-plug firmly lodged up his ass.

He fondly remembered dressing like a pretty girl for the kinky role-play sex he had with his dominating wife Karen last night, or, should he call her ‘Ken?’ Jamie smiled, thinking about it. He got out of bed and walked slowly into the bathroom to relieve himself. He sat down on the toilet to pee, since Karen had decided she was tired of him spraying his urine everywhere and leaving the toilet seat up. He didn’t mind so much. It made perfect sense. He pulled up his panties and went into the kitchen to make breakfast. Karen always insisted on pancakes Sunday morning. Jamie considered removing the huge butt-plug from his ass as he waddled about, but knew he should ask for permission first.

Karen woke to the smell of coffee and pancakes and knew her little sissy-slut was already hard at work this morning. She walked into the kitchen and gave Jamie a hard, playful swat on the ass, and felt for the butt-plug, finding it securely in place. She smiled at him.

“How is my little ass-slut today, Jamie?” she asked.

Jamie, getting used to her pet name for him, turned and kissed his wife. “I’m fine, sweetheart,” he said. “I heard you getting up. I have your coffee made and your pancakes will be ready soon.”

Karen sat down at the table and Jamie handed her a large cup of coffee. He noticed how she was watching him with a sleepy smile on her face. Seeing how his wife was happy, he shyly asked her, “Uh, can I take out the butt-plug now, Karen?” he tugged at it. “It’s so big and it has been inside me all night and all morning too.”

“After breakfast, maybe.” she grunted, putting her head down and slurping her coffee.

Karen watched her sissy-husband finish cooking her breakfast, grinning evilly every time he winced or wiggled his uncomfortable ass. He served her and watched her eat a moment, making sure she was satisfied with her meal before fixing his own pancake.

When he was about to sit down to eat, she pulled him to her and tugged on his butt-plug. “You were a perfect sissy-slut for me last night Jamie,” she said. “I love you so much for that, so I’m going to give you a reward!” She pulled down his baby-blue panties and began to stroke his stiffening dick while tugging on the huge butt-plug. “I’m going to suck your little clitty for you, Jamie,” she said.

James watched excitedly as she brought her mouth to his small cock. She quickly sucked it into her mouth.

“Ohhhh, Karen!” he groaned. She hadn’t sucked his cock for a long, long time. She efficiently licked and slurped his tiny dick, making him feel wonderful. Her warm, wet mouth and tongue teased his hard little clit.

“Tell me when you are about to cum, Fag,” she said. Experience taught her Jamie never lasted very long. She sucked on his cock for another moment or two before he began to squirm.

“Almost there!” he said, excitedly, feeling tingles in his tiny nut sack.

Giving him another quick suck and a lick, Karen then quickly took her mouth off of his cock and stroked him softy and gently with two fingers. She reached over and slid his plate of warm pancakes under his tiny pecker. He began to spew his load immediately.

“Ohhhh!” he grunted as Karen deftly aimed his spurting cock at his breakfast, covering his hot pancakes with his warm ejaculate. She squeezed the last few drops on his food and shook his small cock until the last glob plopped onto his plate. She then took her slimy fingers and wiped them on his lips. He licked up the smeared sperm immediately.

“What do you say my little cum-guzzler?” she prodded.

“Thank you, mommy,” Jamie said, grateful for the blow-job, but a little apprehensive about his ruined breakfast.

“Good girl!” Karen said. She poured some sticky syrup onto his pancakes, cut off a particularly gooey and well cum-covered piece and guided the bite to his mouth. “Open,” she commanded.

Jamie whined out loud.

“I said, ‘Open,’” Karen repeated, a little more forcibly this time.

Jamie quickly opened his mouth, and Karen placed the food into it like a mother to a child. She watched his tongue tentatively prodding his food. “Close,” she said. “Now eat.”

Jamie quickly closed his mouth. He could see her eyes narrowing. He didn’t dare anger her. He chewed and swallowed the savory bite. He could taste his salty sperm mixed in with the sweet syrup and soft, crunchy goodness of the pancake. It wasn’t bad at all, he thought. He really liked the salty/sweet taste of his cum mixed with the syrup.

“Oh, and don’t you dare act like you don’t love it, Jamie,” Karen scolded him. “I know how much you love the taste of cum. Hell, you almost beg me to eat it all the time now! And, there is nothing wrong with loving the taste of a man’s cum. Both guys and girls love to eat cum! Besides, I think it is very sexy…,” She fed him another piece, smiling down at him. “You know how much it turns me on,” she said.

Jamie wanted to tell her that he only said he said he likes cum because she made him say it; but knew better and quickly decided against it. It was much better to agree with her. Besides, he did enjoy acting like a nasty slut for Karen and seeing her smile while he was eating his own sperm from her palm or hear her moans of joy when he licked her slick pussy. He had to admit he now began looking forward to slurping up his slimy loads for her. Lots of people like it. And, as she said, there was no mess to clean if he ate his own loads! It wasn’t like he was learning to love the taste of cum or anything, he lied to himself.

“Now, apologize for acting up,” she said.

“I’m sorry,” Jamie said quickly.

“Sorry for…?” she said, drawing out her voice and expecting an answer. She held another sperm covered bite out in front of him, teasing him with it.

Jamie thought about it and then glanced down at his cum-covered breakfast. “I’m sorry I whined and I’m sorry I pretended I didn’t love cum,” he answered sheepishly. He opened his mouth wide and said, “Aaaaaaahhhhh,” waiting for another bite.

“Good boy!” Karen smiled and fed him more of his spermy meal. Karen washed down her breakfast with a long drink of coffee and said, “I’m going to take a shower. Hurry and eat up your cummies and come wash my back and my hair. I’ll be waiting for you.”

“Yes dear,” he said, and began to wolf down his gooey, delicious breakfast; even licking his plate to get the last splattered drops, before hurrying to attend to his loving wife.

Karen graciously allowed him to remove his butt-plug. He dropped it into the sink, kicked his panties into the corner and stepped into the shower with his wife. James dutifully washed her long black hair and scrubbed her soft, smooth back. She even allowed him to wash her gently in all the hard to reach, fragrant, dirty places. He couldn’t help but poke her in the ass with his stiff clitty as he reached around her to soap her armpits and large breasts.

“Get that nasty thing away from me. Now!” she said sternly, not wanting her clean ass smeared with his dirty pre-cum.

“Yes mommy,” he said sadly, pulling his hard clit away from her soft ass.

“I’ve decided I don’t like being called ‘mommy’ anymore. Call me ‘Mistress,’ from now on, Fag.”

“Yes, Mistress,” he said, thinking Karen was just playing another role-play game with him. His cock throbbed as he rinsed her gorgeous, god-like body clean with the shower wand. He liked that name, ‘Mistress,’ it still sounded like ‘mommy’ but much more respectful. It made him feel more mature.

“You know, Jamie, I think it is more than a coincidence that your last name is ‘Fag’ and you like sucking rubber cocks, eating cum and getting fucked in the ass.” She had her back to James. He watched the warm water cascade down her back, over her round ass and dripped in long streams from her ass-crack.

“You do?” he said, feeling his little pecker throb. Oh, shit, she knew! He always wondered if he was a faggot, and lately, he had decided that he must be a faggot! Well, he did like sucking cock, getting fucked, and eating cum! Oh shit! He was a faggot!

“Yes. I think you are a closet homosexual.” She turned around and looked at her sissy-husband. Karen noticed his hard pecker and reached down to stroke it. “Does that make you honey, faggot? What do you think, Jamie? Do you think, just maybe, that you might be a closet faggot?”

“Uh,” he stammered, “I don’t know… maybe… a little…, its fun pretending and all. But, I like girls a lot too!” he quickly added.

“Yes, you do, you poor, confused boy.” Karen toyed with this throbbing cock. “Mistress will help you figure it out,” she said.

“Thank you Mistress,” James replied his head down, turning red from embarrassment.

“Now, shave my legs and trim my pussy for me,” she said. “And, you better not nick me!” and then added derisively, under breath, “Faggot.”

“Yes, Mistress,” he said excitingly as he tended to his wife’s needs. He lovingly shaved her legs and trimmed her beautiful cunt-hair very short.

“Shave my pussy lips too, but leave me a pretty landing strip just above my cunt.” Seeing James’ hands begin to shake, she wretched the razor from him and finished the job herself.

“Can I lick it for you?” he asked, wanting to feel her naked lips on his.

“Maybe later, faggot,” she said, “Now dry me off.”

James scrubbed her dry with the soft, fluffy towel.

“Anything else, Mistress,” he asked hopefully.

“Get the small butt-plug ready for me. I want to try it out while I go out shopping.”

“Yes, Mistress! Right away!” James said. He quickly ran to get the smaller butt-plug and lube. His wife bent over the bathroom sink and James gently slicked up her pretty ass-hole. He then slowly pushed the plug into her tight, beautiful ass. “Not so fast, faggot!” Karen said, wincing with pain. She then scolded him, “That thing is a lot bigger than your little dick, so take it easy!”

James knew it was true.