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Being a Dutiful Sissy Husband – Part 11
The rest of the day I could only think about what Ann had said to me "That gives me a lot to work with." What did she mean by that? Was she going to take on as least as many lovers for herself? I couldn't shake the uncertainty of what was to come. I wasn't scared or even nervous. However, up until my wife found out about my extracurricular activities, my hook ups had always been arranged by me. When I was in the mood, when I was horny, when I really wanted cock. But now, that autonomy was being taken away. I have to admit that I was a bit excited by the prospect of losing control, but it still made me a bit uncomfortable.
In any event, the rest of the day passed quietly. Heidi came home from school, and later that evening, we had a quiet dinner, ordering pizza from a nearby joint. Shortly after dinner, Heidi locked herself into her bedroom to have her privacy, do her homework, and chat with her friends. Meanwhile, my wife said to me, "Okay, Sweetheart, ready for the next step?"
"What do you mean?" I responded. "Heidi is here, what did you want to do?"
"No worries, it's nothing inappropriate, per se. We are going to get rid of all of your body hair."
"What?" I responded, a little alarmed. "Why do you want to do that?"
"Because you are a sissy faggot, Honey. Right? Isn't that what you have been talking about the last week or so as you have told me about your encounters? Time to take the next step." Reluctantly but compliantly, I followed my wife to our bathroom, and we proceeded to shave all of the hair on my body that is below my neck. It was a long, arduous process. I am a really hairy dude. There were many areas that were pretty easy – my legs, for instance. We used clippers to get all of the long hair off and then used a razor for a clean shave. I have to admit that during that part of the process, I felt a bit feminine and liked the process of shaving my legs. Other areas, however, were not so easily done – like around my asshole. That took a lot of time and was exacerbated by my wife's enjoyment of the process. "Don't you just look so cute!" She said, more than once.
For much of the process, I was in the bath and was starting to prune up from being in the water so long. I was happy when we finished. Looking at myself in the full-length mirror that we had in the bathroom, I was at first taken aback by the stark change that I saw in the reflection. However, after a few moments, I really started to appreciate the feeling of my smooth skin. As I was getting lost in thought, my wife chimed in, "We will figure out a more permanent solution in the coming weeks but in the meantime, you should plan on a full body shave every few days. I like how smooth your skin feels." Ann started caressing a shoulder and moved down to my ass. "I look forward to seeing what your ass looks like with my dildo sliding in and out of your hole!" My cock started to harden as she said this. "Hmmm, looks like you are also looking forward to it." We were both pretty tired from the day's activities and went to bed without any additional `play.'
I woke up the next morning and felt a little cooler from not having any body hair. Without even thinking, I went to the kitchen in my boxers and T-shirt to get some breakfast. Heidi was already up and around having her breakfast and getting her stuff ready for school. As I went to get the cereal out of the cabinet, Heidi looked up from her phone and said, "Geez, Dad! What's with your bod? You have no more body hair on your arms or legs. Did you shave?"
"Umm, yeah, Heidi. Lots of bicyclists want to keep their skin smooth for racing." I feebly said.
"Yeah, but you're not a competitive racer but whatever." Heidi then went back to her room to finish getting ready for school. As I started eating my cereal, I thought that if it was that obvious to Heidi, who doesn't really pay attention to either Ann or I (pretty typical 16-year-old), who else is going to notice this? I finished my breakfast and started to get ready for work.
"Busy day today?" My wife asked, as I was getting dressed.
"Typical Friday. A bunch of meetings. Plus, I need to catch-up on all of the stuff I missed by playing hooky yesterday." I smiled at Ann. She smiled back at me.
"Well, don't work too hard, sweetie. You need to keep your energy levels up." I chuckled at that comment and continued with my pre-work routine. "Fyi," my wife added, "There will be some new morning routines for you coming soon. Stay tuned." Great, I thought to myself. I knew this was going to be a challenge for me, but I was really getting frustrated at not knowing what was going to happen. As I headed to the office, I started thinking about my situation. While I really liked giving up control, in certain situations, I did like controlling when I gave up control. Does that even make sense? Now, I am finding that I am losing any semblance of control, or at least the illusion of control, that I previously had. How did I feel about that. I pondered that as I kind of daydreamed my way through my morning meetings.
As lunchtime approached, I got a call from the reception desk, "Hi Ben, it's Carrie. Your lunch appointment is here." What? My lunch appointment? I looked at my calendar and there was nothing scheduled. Shit, did I forget to put in an appointment. With everything that had happened to me over the past couple of weeks, I had gotten a little sloppy at work. Hopefully my neglect was not going to bite me in the ass.
"Thanks, Carrie." I responded hesitantly. "Send them in." I waited expectantly and nervously to see who I was having lunch with. A couple of moments later, into my office walked Travis. He looked the same, yet different. Instead of wearing workout clothes, he was in dress pants, a button-down shirt and a sport coat. He looked great. While my anxiety eased, now knowing I didn't screw-up a work appointment, my nervousness increased as I didn't know why Travis was here. Travis walked in, shook my hand like we were old colleagues, closed my office door and sat down by my desk. I also sat down.
"Ann thought it would be a good idea if we met for lunch and I was excited to take her up on the offer." I sat there, mouth open, not knowing what to say. My cock started twitching thinking about my previous encounter with Travis just yesterday.
"Err, what did you have in mind?" I stammered.
Travis just smiled, "C'mon, it's just lunch. Let's go."
I grabbed my sport coat and we both walked out of my office. As we walked by Carrie at the reception desk I said, "Thanks, Carrie. See you later." She just looked up, smiled and went back to work. Travis and I headed to the elevator.
As we waited for the elevator and then got in and went downstairs, Travis said "How are you today? I had a great time yesterday and thought you did as well. I am excited to see you more. With Ann's blessing, you and I are going to be hanging out a lot. What do you think about that?"
"I don't know." I honestly responded. I did a double take to make sure no one else was in the elevator with us. "I had a great time yesterday, but I am still getting used to the idea of being told what to do."
"Oh, you like being told what to do and you know it. You just need to completely surrender to the idea. Trust me, you will enjoy it." Will I? Admittedly, I had enjoyed what Ann had done so far but I was nervous about where this was going. Periodically, I would come to the realization of what a kinky, perverted dude I was but that thought would regularly get repressed as I lived my normal' daily life. But now, my daily life was changing. We reached the lobby and walked out of the building. I just kind of followed Travis as we crossed the street and went into an office building across from mine. I started wondering why we were going into this building. There were no restaurants here and then it hit me. Idiot! Travis wasn't here for lunch' he was here for something else.
We got in the elevator of this building and Travis hit the button for floor three. "Where are we going?" I tried to ask without sounding nervous.
"We are going... to have some fun." We got out at the third floor, and it was under construction. It appeared that there was a new tenant going in on this floor and everything was being redone. I followed Travis as he walked down a hallway to the bathroom and went in. I followed. The bathroom was still intact, no need to redo a semi-public bathroom, I guess. Travis then turned to me and started undoing his belt. "Contractor is delayed in getting a permit so there is no one here today." He walked over to me and smiled, then slapped me. "Get down on your knees bitch! It's time to play." I quickly complied and dropped to my knees. Travis' cock was bulging in his tight dress pants, and I started caressing his dick through the fabric. My mouth started watering, thinking about his amazing tool. Travis stepped back briefly, leaned down and gave me a mouth-watering kiss. His tongue danced with mine and I was becoming lightheaded from being so turned on.
He pulled his mouth away from mine, promptly spit in my mouth and said, "Are you ready to have some fun, baby?"
"Mmm, yes! I can't wait?"
Travis' smile turned into a frown "Yes, what?" With that he slapped me, harder than he did previously.
"Yes... sir?" I meekly replied, looking up at him submissively.
"That's it, baby! Show your respect. Always address me as sir. Now you are going to get a little punishment for your transgression. Open up!" I instinctively opened my mouth and Travis started to undo his pants and then he pulled his pants and underwear down. God, his cock is amazing! I could look at it all day. But suddenly I was concerned. What did he mean by `Open up?' As that thought went through my mind, piss started streaming from his cock and into my face.
"Oh, God! My clothes!" I shouted. Travis then shoved his streaming dick into my mouth.
"Shut the fuck up, bitch! I don't give a fuck about your clothes. Drink my piss. Drink all that shit up." I gulped and swallowed as quickly as I could, but a lot of his golden fluid squirted out of my mouth and all over my clothes. `How am I going to go back to work?' I thought to myself while still trying to swallow as much of Travis' piss as possible. As his stream started slowing – I didn't have to swallow quite as often or as quickly, I started relaxing a little bit until I looked up at Travis and was blindsided again. Travis had his phone out and he was filming me drinking his urine.
"That's it baby, Swallow it all for the camera. Keep sucking and you can get my cum next. You really do suck cock great, Ben Johnson. A real master, given all of your experience." Jesus, I didn't know what to do. He's filming me? How could this day get any worse. As I went through the motions of sucking his cock, I slowly become aware of how aroused I was. My own cock was semi-hard inside my pants and my mouth was doing a number on Travis' dick as my saliva was coating almost the entire shaft. Am I really that depraved? What the fuck is wrong with me? Those thoughts swiftly faded to the back of my mind as Travis grabbed the back of my head and started forcing his beautiful black cock all the way into my throat. It felt amazing, just like the day before. He would force my head up and down about a dozen times and then would release me to allow me to breathe. I would then start kissing and nibbling the head of his dick, sticking my tongue into his piss slit and then he would repeat it. Forcing me down on this mammoth tool again. It didn't take too long for him to start shaking.
"Ready for my shit, baby? God damn, your throat is as good as any pussy I have had. Take it, baby! Take it!" With that, he pulled me all the way down his cock. My nose pressed up against his abdomen and I could feel his cock pulse inside my mouth. What a feeling! He eventually let go of my head and I was able to slide my mouth back up, keeping the head of his cock in my mouth while still being able to catch my breath. I continued to suckle on his cock, enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm. Then, I realized that he was still filming me. As I looked up at him and his phone, I just winked and smiled with his cock still inside my mouth. Travis chuckled.
"See, baby. I knew you would like that. Didn't you?" Travis pressed stop on his phone and put it in his shirt pocket.
"I can't lie, Travis. That was really hot. But, fuck! What am I going to do the rest of the day? I am covered in your piss!"
Travis laughed, "I don't give a shit. Do whatever you want, man." At that point, he leaned down again and gave me another deep kiss. "I love playing with you, babe! I hope you don't mind me getting a little rough with you. You do seem to like it."
"It's incredibly erotic. I admit it. But I am a little scared about where this is going." I started looking at my clothes and realizing how completely fucked I was. My only thought was to find a way to my car without anyone realizing I was wearing what felt like a gallon of piss.
"Don't be scared, baby. Just go along for the ride. Alright, I gotta go. Enjoy the rest of your day." With that, he laughed out loud, pulled up his pants, redid his belt and walked out of the bathroom. I continued to be on my knees in the bathroom trying to piece together what was happening to me. Eventually, I got my act together and decided to find the stairs, and then try to get out of this building, into my building, into the parking garage, and into my car without alerting anyone of my current golden condition. My heart was racing as I exited the bathroom. While there were people out and about during lunch hour, no one gave me a second look as I made my way through the buildings and to the parking garage, finally reaching my car. I sent a note to the receptionist that I was out on a call for the afternoon. She responded with a `thumb's up' emoji and I drove home.
Ann was waiting for me when I walked into the house. "Must not have been too busy if you are home this early. How was your day, dear?" My wife tried to contain her laughter.
"It was... awful." I solemnly said. My wife's expression changed to concern but before she could respond, I added, "it was also amazing." The smile returned to her face.
"I thought you would enjoy it. By the way, you smell like piss." She laughed at me. "Get yourself cleaned up we have company coming over shortly."
"Company? Who is coming over?" Now what was happening? I walked toward our bedroom, taking off my piss covered clothes as I went. Entering the bedroom, I saw, neatly laid out on the bed, were a dozen thong panties and a chastity cage. Oh, God. Now what? I stripped naked, taking my piss-soaked clothes to the laundry room and put them in an empty laundry basket. What am I going to do about these? The slacks and jacket are dry-clean only. Fuck! I don't want to throw them out. I decided to put that quandary aside and went back to the bathroom and had a quick shower to clean up. I dried off and walked back into the bedroom and there was Ann, dressed only in a thong along with high heeled mules.
"I got us matching underwear, Ben. Plus, a little something extra!" She held the cage in her hands. "Let's get this on first." I had periodically played with cock cages and while I enjoyed them, they were always uncomfortable. That may have been because I purchased cheap ones and hid the expense from my wife. Well, Ann spared no expense and acquired a nice one that was clear and also fit me very comfortably. After fitting it, she locked it into place and took the key and placed into her jewelry safe. "Don't want to lose it, do we? Put on a matching pair of panties, Ben. No, that's not right, I can't be calling you Ben when you have such a sexy hairless body and are wearing panties. What name have you used for yourself?"
"Livy." I meekly replied.
"Yes, Livy. Kind of weird but kind of sexy. Put on some panties, Livy." My wife was wearing a black Calvin Klein cotton thong, and I picked out a similar black one and put it on. "Put the others away, Livy." I scooped up the other 11 pairs and went to my underwear drawer. Opening the drawer, I saw that all of my `normal' underwear was gone.
"Where's my boxers?" I asked.
"Gone. From now on, it's going to be sexy panties only for my sweet sissy, Livy." I gulped as Ann said this. I arranged the undies in my drawer and turned back to Ann."
"What, now?" I asked.
"Two of Joy's `friends' are coming over to entertain us. In the meantime, you can get between my legs and eat my soaking, wet pussy." I again dutifully crawled between Ann's legs, pulled her panties aside and started licking her already sopping wet pussy. "Hmm, that feels great, Livy! You do have a talented mouth and tongue. We are going to continue to have so much fun together. I am looking forward to us getting fucked today." I gulped but I didn't say anything, and I continued to lick my wife. "I love how compliant you are Livy. It's fantastic! Also, Travis already sent me a copy of your exploits today. What a turn-on that was! I can't wait until Travis uploads that clip to OnlyFans."
"What???" I jerked up and looked at my wife. "You can't do that; I can't let anyone see what I was doing."
"Of course, you can, silly. You have no choice." My wife responded. "There are consequences for your actions, Livy. It is time to start paying the piper."
"But what about work? I'll get fired if they find out." I pleaded. "What are we going to do about income?"
"Isn't the buyout package still available? Let them know that you will take the severance package, which was quite generous, if I recall, and that will give us a couple of years to figure out what we will do in the long run." My wife looked at me, concern growing on her face, as my complexion turned white. This would be a huge step; I wasn't ready to retire yet. I was in my prime earning years. The severance, though nice, wouldn't get us to where I wanted to be before retirement. "Relax, Livy. Everything will be fine. You worry too much." I was starting to shake a little bit but before I could say anything, the doorbell rang. "Great, our guests are here. Put the worries aside Livy and get yourself together." Ann firmly said. "We are going to have some fun now. Go answer the door and bring our guests in here."
"What? Dressed like this?" I again pleaded.
"For God's sake, quit whining!" My wife yelled at me. "Go answer the door. Now!" Again, I compliantly followed her instructions and went to the front door to let the new guests in. As I approached the door, I hoped it was, in fact, Ann's guests and not a neighbor or someone else. My heart was racing.
Opening the door, I was greeted by two men, who appeared to be in their 40s. Both looked at me and then smiled. "Hey there, I am Justin and this is my friend, Turner." I smiled at both of them.
"Come on in, we've been expecting you." Not knowing what else to say. Justin and Turner were both built similarly. Each was around six feet tall, and both were relatively trim. Justin was a ginger with reddish brown hair and freckles – I could relate. Turner had dark black hair, also with a fair complexion and piercing blue eyes. They were both wearing shorts and short sleeve button down shirts. They were both well groomed; Justin had short hair while Turner's was a little longer with a bit of a flow. They followed me as I escorted them to our bedroom. Ann was still laying on the bed, fingering her pussy as we walked in.
"There you are! Joy has told me so much about each of you. I can't wait to find out for myself." At that, she climbed out of bed and walked over to us. She stood in front of Justin and started undressing him. "I would guess that you are Justin, right?" He smiled at her. "And you must be Turner. This is my sissy hubby, Livy in case he didn't introduce himself. Livy, dear, please help Turner get more comfortable while I do the same with Justin." Ann and I proceeded to help both men strip out of their clothes. Once naked, Ann grabbed both by the hand and led them to our bed. Once all four of us were on the bed, Justin put his arm around my neck and pulled me to him to start kissing me. Turner did the same with Ann. Geez, kissing a 2nd guy on the same day, this was a hell of a way to start a weekend. Justin was a good kisser and we swapped spit for a few minutes. My hands roamed up and down his back and ass, occasionally caressing his rapidly hardening cock. I pulled him to me tighter. After a few more moments, I pulled away and moved down to be able to start sucking Justin's cock. I looked over and saw Ann was already slobbering all over Turner's dick. Both guys were reasonably endowed, somewhere between six and seven inches each. Turner had a thicker dick and it looked hot going in and out of Ann's mouth.
"Hold on a second." Turner said and we all stopped and looked at him. He got up, went over to the clothes and grabbed his and Justin's phones. He tossed Justin's to him and said "We can't forget to record this. Am I right?"
"You are so right!" Ann said. Both dudes started videoing the action as Ann and I continued to orally service them. Justin laid back on the bed and it allowed me to suck his cock, suck his balls, and even drop down and rim his asshole. Ann was doing similar things to Turner although Ann liked using her hands more than I did. She would stroke Turner, cup his balls, hold his dick at the base, etc. She was much more `handsy' than I was. Well, to each their own, I thought to myself. I also briefly thought about the fact that we were being recorded. This was going to be a problem, wasn't it? I blocked that thought out of my head and focused on Justin's nether region. After about five minutes of this, the men had Ann and I lay on our stomachs, and they started rimming us. "Mmmm, now I know why you like this Livy. It feels great!" All I could do was smile in agreement as I moaned along with Ann as Justin continued to lick and rim my asshole. After a few minutes, like it was synchronized, both guys got on their knees and placed their hard cocks against each of our butt holes.
Justin said, "Ready, ladies?" Ladies? What the fuck is with that remark? But before I could respond, I felt his dick penetrate my ass and slide into my rectum. That initial feeling when a cock first slides in is truly euphoric. I was in a state of bliss as Justin fell on top of me with his cock fully inside my asshole. After a moment, he started slowly moving in and out of me and I started quivering at how good it felt. I turned my head to look back at him and there he was, phone in hand recording his cock going in and out of my ass. He saw me looking up at him and he leant down and kissed me, his tongue penetrating my mouth just like his cock was penetrating my ass. I felt so submissive at that moment and knew that I really did like being a sissy slut. After a few more minutes of fucking, Justin and Turner switched places and Turner started fucking me. Mmm, his thicker cock felt even better.
Turner lightly spanked my ass and said, "Turn over, baby." Both Ann and I got on our backs as our lovers started fucking our asses missionary style. I wrapped my legs around Turner's midsection and wrapped my arms around his neck and just basked in the moment feeling so feminine and so submissive. Both guys were still recording us and occasionally, Turner would drop his head down and kiss me passionately. "You've got a great ass, Livy. It feels fucking fantastic!"
"Mmmm, you're not so bad yourself." I huskily responded. My cock was straining against my cage. I longed to stroke it but was unable to as my wife had locked away the key. After a few more minutes of getting pounded by this duo, they both shot their loads in our asses. There I was, right beside my wife. Both of us wearing the same type of thong, our legs in the air, getting our holes filled with cum. I turned to look at Ann and she did the same and we started kissing. It was an amazing feeling. Eventually, both dudes pulled out and laid down between us.
"That was pretty hot." Justin said.
"Ditto!" Replied Turner. "I have never been with a husband and wife at the same time before. Joy said you two were freaks. She was right." Both Ann and I smiled.
Ann said, "You have no idea! There are so many things that Livy and I want to do together. I am so glad you two were able to make it happen!" So many things??? What else does Ann have in mind. I was really growing weary of worrying and I resolved to myself to try to `go with the flow' as Travis told me earlier in the day. We laid in bed for about 10 minutes making small talk with both men. I really liked them as they were both as debauched as I was. They really liked fucking around and told us that they have been going to a lot of the same parties as Joy over the past year.
"You really should come to a party. You guys would have a blast!" Turner said.
My wife answered, "I am sure of it! Trust me, you will be seeing us at some point. There are so many things we have to do first." Again, I tried to block out that comment and just relaxed and tried to enjoy that `just fucked' feeling. The two guys eventually went to the bathroom to clean-up and make their exit. Ann exchanged numbers with them and reminded them to send the video that they each took of the festivities. After they left, Ann and I both put on robes (to catch any leakage) and lounged on the sofa.
"You really seem to have a plan in mind, don't you?" I asked.
"You know me, Livy. I am nothing if not organized. Of course, I have a plan. Speaking of which, I found a great laser hair removal place. They will get us in next week and we can start on that more permanent hair removal solution sooner rather than later."
"Great." I responded, somewhat flatly.
"Don't be a spoilsport, Livy. You'll appreciate not having to shave regularly. Besides, you do have sexy legs!"
"Yours aren't so bad, either." I smiled and leant over and gave my wife a kiss. We snuggled for a little bit and then got up to get cleaned up, knowing that our daughter would be home soon.
As we were getting dressed, me now wearing another pair of thong undies, my cock still in a cage, Ann said, "Heidi will be staying overnight at a friend's house tomorrow night. I took the liberty of inviting some people over for a little get together. I hope you don't mind."
"Would it matter if I did?" I smiled at her.
"Not in the least." She replied. I felt the cock cage in my hand and I started to think about what else she had planned for me.